“Get the fuck off of me! Fuck you!” Tiara screamed, swinging her fists wildly.
“Fuck me?” Mario ducked her punches. “Aw, baby, I would love for you to.”
He sent a left hook her way and connected with her temple. She was no match for the force that his fist presented her with. She fell limp in his arms. He had knocked her out cold. Mario dragged her back into her bedroom and began undressing her slowly. She felt herself going in and out of consciousness and began having flashbacks to her sessions with Doctor Pierce at the institution. She no longer saw Mario on top of her; instead, she saw Doctor Pierce. Tears rolled down her face as she remembered all the things she’d been going to counseling to forget. Everything was coming back to her, and her mind was flooding with all of the thoughts and images. The syringes, the feeling of his tongue all over her body. When Doctor Pierce raped her, he didn’t use the same type of sedative that the other girls got. Tiara never learned the name of the drug he was using on her. All she knew was that it made her immobile, but she could still see and feel everything the sicko doctor did to her. The drug made her get wet, and it made her have more orgasms than she could remember, and he relished in it. He often would just watch her face to see her reactions to the things he did to her. He loved how thick she was and said often that they could tell she was black by how phat her ass was.
Doctor Pierce’s favorite position was when she lay on her back on the examining table. He would spread her legs as wide as they could go so that he could see his dick entering and exiting her. He never waited for her to get wet because when he started plummeting her, her juices would automatically start to flow out of her. He said he loved the feeling of when her juices first started to flow.
“Your mind might not like this dick, but your body sure does,” he would whisper in her ear during each session.
Tiara snapped back into reality and saw Mario fumbling with his belt buckle.
“‘How did you find me?” she whispered. “How do you know about what I’ve been through?”
“What?” Mario said, ripping Tiara’s blouse and bra, freeing her breasts. He gripped one breast in each hand. “Your mother, of course,” he said. “She knew the whole time what was going on and what was happening in that institution. There were rumors about that place, but nobody could ever prove it. She heard about all of it. She knew. She felt like you deserved it.”
More tears escaped her eyes when she felt Mario’s hot mouth circle around the areola of her left breast. He sucked roughly and grinded his hardness against her opened legs. She gasped in pain.
“B-But,” Tiara said, trying to ignore what he was doing to her, “m-my mother hates you.” She tried to find her happy place. It was what she used to do whenever Doctor Pierce was violating her.
“Ahh,” Mario smiled up at her and kissed her chin. “You would think so, right? Since I offed your father, I have gotten a pretty decent position as a top assassin in the underground. Your mother has long since forgotten about your father. She is now on the arm of your cousin Vincent.”
“She wouldn’t do that to my dad.” Tiara choked back her tears. “She wouldn’t.”
“But she would,” Mario whispered in a singsong voice. “They’re the ones who ordered this hit.”
“You’re lying. Cousin Vincent loves me,” Tiara said, not wanting to believe anything Mario was saying. Her head still throbbed, and she didn’t have the strength to push him off of her. “If anybody loves me, I know he does. He would h-have saved me if my mother told him where I was that whole time.”
“I’m sure he does love you, but he loves money more,” Mario said, wiggling his pants down. “He knew where you were the whole time. He knew all the shit that was going on in there too. He knew what Doctor Pierce was doing to you. He didn’t give a fuck because with you gone, he had access to all of Blake’s money for himself. He didn’t have to share it with you.”
Mario rose up off of Tiara and backhanded her across the face for good measure, just to make sure she was still unable to move. He tugged her bottoms off and moved her panties to the side.
“Phat like I remember it; a little tainted, though. But still edible.”
He licked and sucked on Tiara’s clit until she sobbed. Tiara tasted so sweet, and he was sad that he would have to kill her. He’d had many different kinds of pussies since her, but she was still the best.
“You must have been eating pineapples,” Mario muttered licking and smacking his lips. He then looked up at Tiara who was staring hatefully back at him. He smiled and blew a kiss at her. “Anyway, back to what I was saying. Oh yeah, with you gone, he would have all of Blake’s money to himself. But when Blake’s amended will surfaced, it came to light that Blake had actually left everything to you. All of his assets were seized from Vincent, and all of his accounts were frozen until either you resurfaced or you died. Vincent sent an army for you at that institute you were in; imagine his frustration when he found out you had escaped.”
Mario kissed her opening one more time before standing up and pulling Tiara to the end of the bed. He flipped her over and slammed her on her stomach with her legs dangling off of the bed. His hand cupped the back of her neck, while the other ripped off her panties.
“Your ass is
