This is the second part of "Wanda cousin g-spot"
Tanya's terror was building by the second as she heard the phone ring.
"Hello this is..." Tanya heard a voice answer before she cut him off.
"This is Tanya. I'm in trouble at the G-spot strip club. They're gonna hurt me." Tanya said into the receiver of the phone.
"I'm on my way." Was all Tanya heard before the line went dead.
In Tanya's altered state time seemed to stand still. There was no way for her to tell how long it had been since she hung up the phone or how long the pounding on the door lasted before the lock gave way and splintered the door frame.
Donnie and Dillon filled the door frame. Tanya could hear her heart pound in fear as the crept into the room. They were pure predators as they looked over her half-naked body. They reminded Tanya of fat cannibals the way they looked her over.
Tanya didn't even bother to scream as she knew it would do no good as they bent her over a chair. She yelped in pain as her leopard panties were yanked down her thighs causing rope burns on her hips. She quickly closed her mouth as she looked at Donnie "The Dick" pull his massive erection out of his pants.
As much as Tanya didn't want to suck Donnie off she was glad he wasn't behind her threatening to use that massive cock on her pussy or even worse her virgin asshole. Donnie was freakishly large dwarfing ant guy Tanya had ever been with.
In contrast, Dillon's erection was not much bigger than his flaccid penis even though the Tanya was stunned by how hard he was as he pressed into the side of her hip.
Her assailants mauled her hanging black breasts, painfully squeezing her nipples.
"No milk in those huge brown udders?" Dillon questioned in her ear.
"She's about to get a mouthful of milk." Donnie said with an evil smirk.
"Holy shit this bitch is wet!" Dillon said surprised at the effects the chemical they had slipped Tanya had on her.
"She wants it." Donnie said pressing Tanya's chin down to open her mouth.
There was a click of a Glock safety in Dillon's ear.
"If you move that tiny penis of yours an inch closer to her, I'm gonna air condition your head." A rage-filled voice boomed.
"Springer!?!" Donnie exclaimed in surprise as the bail bondsman looked at him with hate.
"Let her up." Springer ordered the drug dealer.
Donnie released Tanya without haste after seeing the anger in Springer's face.
"Tanya baby stand up. Pull up your panties and Walk over to the door. You're safe now." Springer said his voice cracking as he fought the urge to squeeze the trigger in the faces of these monsters.
Springer backed out the door after Tanya his gun at the ready.
"Next time I see either of you I'm gonna kill you." Springer said.
Springer was sorry that Tanya had to walk to his Mercedes in just her panties but he didn't want to spend a second more in the strip club. When he got to the first red light he peeled off his windbreaker and wrapped it around Tanya in the passenger seat.
Springer didn't even bother to ask Tanya where she wanted to go. He just took her to his house. He set Tanya up in his guest bedroom and brought her a long-sleeve button-up shirt and a pair of silk boxer shorts to put on after her shower.
"You didn't even ask if I got raped. If I had wouldn't a shower wash away any evidence?" Tanya asked still feeling the effects of the chemicals she had ingested and not understanding what she was saying.
"If those animals raped you we won't need the police. I'll make sure it gets taken care of." Springer said with murder in his eyes.
"Why would you do that for me?" Tanya asked.
The look Springer gave her cut through the blur that was in her head. She had made out with this older man when she stripped for her cousin's husband's bachelor party but had written him off as a creepy man twice her age looking for a cheap thrill. She was now understanding how much that night had meant to Springer.
Tanya reminded Springer of a girl he dated when he was a young man. Springer had wanted to be a police officer. His father had been an accountant for the local mob and the association caused his application to the police academy.
While training for the academy he had started dating a beautiful dark-skinned black girl who had the same deep mahogany coloring as Tanya. This wasn't done back in Springer's youth and they had been assaulted and Springer was hospitalized when a bottle was broken over his head and shoved into his throat. He almost died and his girl didn't want to ever see something like that again and broke it off.
The guy who attacked Springer was mixed in with the concrete used in the new bridge by associates of his father. Springer was ordered by his father to never date a black girl again.
Tanya represented the path Springer didn't take. Springer could have been a cop living happily with his black sweetheart. Instead, he worked in an industry that returned criminals to the street and got divorced from a woman he never really loved.
Tanya's eyes went wide as it dawned on her that she didn't have her purse. Her car was still at the strip club and her ID and credit cards were all in the club dressing room along with her keys.
"Oh my god, all my stuff is still at the club." Tanya said going into a panic.
"Don't worry about it." Springer said in a confident assuring tone.
"My purse has my ID and personal info. I don't want those guys having my keys knowing where I live." Tanya said still panicking.
"Trust me, I got this. I'll send Julie right over to pick up your stuff." Springer said trying to calm her down.
"I don't want Julie involved in this." Tanya continued.
"Julie is perfect for this. That Brazillian with the scarred up bashed in face, Julie was the one that caved half his face in." Springer told her.
"Really?" Tanya asked.
"Yeah, and the scars he actually got from your cousin." Springer continued with a slight smirk.
Tanya cocked her head to the side with a quizzical look that indicated she didn't know what the bail bondsman was talking about.
"You never heard the story?" Springer asked.
"No." Tanya said shaking her head.