This story involves rough interracial lesbian play.
I walked in to Barneys and looked around. It looked like the usual crowd, and they all turned to look at me when I walked to the bar. Some just smirked at me and others laughed outright.
"Hey, look. The little nigger's back for another round with Leona."
"Yeah, well maybe she didn't eat enough of her big smelly ass the last time."
More laughing.
As I reached the bar, the bartender said, "Do you know what you're doing, officer?"
I looked at him. "I'm off duty tonight. Can I get a beer?"
He sat my beer on the counter and then said, "I don't want no trouble tonight, officer. Maybe you should drink up and leave before Leona gets finished."
I nodded. "Thanks for the warning, Tim, but I'll be OK."
As I sat on the stool drinking my beer, I soon heard the voice of my hated nemesis. "Well, well, well. Look who's back for more. You wanna nother ass whipping nigger?"
I looked up at the 20-year-old 300-pound monster towering over me, and I shivered down my spine. "No Leona, I don't want an ass whipping. Can we talk in private?"
"Follow me nigger," she demanded as she picked up my beer and started down the hallway. My legs were trembling as I followed the big tattooed prostitute down the hall. When we reached the room where I was raped a couple weeks ago, she handed me the empty and said, "In here."
Leona shut the door and turned on me and lit a cigarette. She quickly slapped my face and said, "What do you want cunt?"
"I, uh . . . I was j-just . . . I . . . "
"Spit it out cunt. I ain't got all night," she yelled.
I slowly reached into my pocket and pulled out a small roll of money and held it out to her. She stood staring at it for almost 30 seconds, and then said, "Is that what I think it is, cunt? Are you paying for my services?" I looked ashamedly at the floor and slowly nodded my head. "Ha ha ha! I knew you'd be back for more Leona." She grabbed the money from my hand and asked, "What exactly is it you want me to do for this money."
My voice squeaked as I said, "You . . . you c-can d-d-do anything y-you want with m-me, Leona."
She grinned evilly at me and said, "Did you say I can do anything I want to you tonight?"
I was petrified and my legs were shaking as I recalled the brutal evening with Loena two weeks ago. I looked at the floor and nodded my head. "Yes, Leona. Anything. I am yours tonight."
She grabbed my chin and lifted my head so we were just inches apart. My whole body tingled and I shook with fear and anticipation. She stunk of cigarettes, booze, sex and body odor. "Open your mouth." I did as she said. She spit and tapped the ashes from her cigarette into my mouth and told me to swallow. I quickly followed her orders. It was disgusting.
"Well bitch," she said, "I was finished for the night, but I suppose I can squeeze you in. I've had a couple loads of cum dumped in my pussy tonight and was ready to quit for the night. Let's go to your place. Maybe I'll give you a bonus and spend the night with you."
Leona followed me to my car and lit another smoke as we drove to my small house. Her hand was moving on my thigh as I drove, and it was driving me insane. Her mini skirt rode up her fat tattooed legs almost to her crotch. When I parked in my driveway, I turned to her and reached to her massive breast. She smiled condescendingly at me as I squeezed and fondled her huge soft tattooed breasts. She pulled the elastic of her top down and freed one of her breasts and I dove on it. My mouth found her hard nipple and I sucked and licked it while she petted my head like I was a puppy. After a few minutes, she pushed my head away and pulled her top back up. "Let's go inside, nigger. I wanna start using that tight black body."