He lay back and refolded his arms behind his head, still grinning. “Don’t make me wait too much longer,” he smoothly stated in a flirtatious, yet sarcastic, manner.
“Oh, we definitely won’t,” Sparkle reassured him as she rose up from beside him to join her sister at the foot of the bed. She grabbed her Michael Kors bag from the floor next to her clothes and met her sister’s pace as they secretly giggled their way into the bathroom and shut the door behind them.
Glitter pulled out her makeup kit and opened it. She lightly poured the white powdered substance onto the bathroom sink. Sparkle had just finished rolling up the dollar bill she had pulled out of her bag into a quill. Glitter retrieved a card from her bag and separated the drug. Once she was done, Sparkle leaned down and sniffed the line closest to her until there was no more. She then took her pointer finger, pressed it down on the residue and then rubbed it across her teeth before licking her finger clean. Once she passed the quill to her sister, Glitter completed the same ritual. Sparkled then removed two pills from a small change purse. She handed one of the pills known as a molly to her sister and popped the other one into her mouth. They stared at one another and smirked. They had a way of communicating with facial expressions and silence. They both strolled out of the bathroom in seductive manners. Sparkle set her bag beside the nightstand this time and dug into it while Glitter climbed back into the bed with Anthony and straddled him.
Anthony was quite sure that the moment had arrived, so he grabbed a firm hold of Glitter’s waist and positioned the crotch of her moist panties to land directly on top of his bulge in his boxers. He could feel the warmth penetrating through both of their thin fabrics. Glitter looked down at him and placed her hands on his rock-hard chest while shutting her eyes tight and licking her lips as she ground back and forth. Sparkle knew that it was the perfect time for her to join back in.
She slowly climbed back into the bed and sat with her feet tucked under her butt cheeks. Glitter held her position without reopening her eyes. She listened to what was going on as Anthony set his attention on her sister, who began to take over the show.
“Here’s how this works. I guess you caught us off guard on a good night. Now, it’s time for us to have some real fun,” Sparkle declared.
Anthony lay on his back, staring up at the two gorgeous sisters. “I’m down fo’ whateva,” he whispered just above the music. “What y’all have in mind?”
Sparkle flashed a smile. “Just what I wanted to hear,” she replied. She revealed two sets of steel handcuffs. Each pair was covered with blue and pink fur. The particular colors were chosen to make them appear less harmful.
Anthony cracked a forced smile as his eyes widened. “And what do y’all plan to do with those?” he asked in a cool manner.
Both Sparkle and Glitter smiled. Sparkle then began to pout like a little schoolgirl as she stuck her index finger into one of the handcuff’s loops and let it dangle in front of him. “See, I thought you were one of the big boys, and look at the show we just put on for you tonight. You won’t even let us have just a little fun,” she whined playfully.
A frown appeared on Anthony’s face. He shook his head to indicate he was not down for whatever the twins had in mind. He had done some freaky things in his sexual career, but being handcuffed had never been in the equation.
Sparkle rose up off the bed. Despite the air conditioner being on full blast, she began to fan herself. By now, the molly and the cocaine she had popped and sniffed began to take effect. It was no secret her sister had a higher tolerance than her and more patience. She became impatient with Anthony and irritated behind the situation. She shot Glitter a look that meant they could be spending their evening doing something far better than what they were doing at that moment. She was all too ready to abandon what they had started. Usually when she got high she wanted to be somewhere turned up. When that was the case, making money while having a good time went hand in hand. Tonight she knew that was not the case.
“C’mon, Glitter, let’s be out of here!” Sparkle announced.
Glitter shot her sister a look back to try to calm her. Unlike Sparkle, Glitter did not want to end what they had started. She felt they had come too far to turn around now.
Anthony watched the exchange between the two sisters. He could feel he was just moments away from a dream come true turning into a nightmare. He swallowed the hard, dry lump in his throat as Sparkle repeated herself.
Anthony let out a loud sigh as Glitter began to rise up off the top of his rock-hard shaft. He looked down at the wet spot she had left on the crotch of his boxers. Some of the secretions had managed to transfer through onto the sensitive skin of his erect manhood.
“Yo, hold up,” he pleaded. He couldn’t just let them leave like that.
Sparkle and Glitter both stopped in their tracks and turned toward Anthony.
“Look, just don’t put them shits on too tight,” Anthony gave in. “I’ve been fighting hard not to feel a pair of those ever again. Now, y’all got me volunteering. Unfuckingbelievable.” He cracked a light chuckle to depressurize the mood.
Both girls glanced at each other. They couldn’t help but reveal huge smiles. Although it wasn’t planned, things could not have gone any better, they thought. Sparkle and Glitter wasted no time sliding on opposite sides of the bed. Sparkle threw Glitter the pair of matching cuffs. They both grabbed one of Anthony’s wrists and cuffed them to the brass loopholes in his bedpost.
The second Anthony felt restrained he regretted his consent. Although the cuffs weren’t on too tight, he realized that there wasn’t any way that he could get loose on his own. He tried to make light of the situation. “Please tell me y’all have the keys,” he seriously joked.
“Of course we do, silly!” Sparkle laughed it off as she and Glitter climbed back into the bed.
They both began kissing on him and rubbing his chest again. Glitter caressed his sack. His dick immediately shot back up. She ran one of her fingers up and down his pulsating veins. Sparkle could feel his heartbeat racing from anticipation. She climbed up closer to her sister and stared into her eyes. A long, slow, and passionate kiss began to transpire between the two of them as they fondled each other. It was as if they were caught up in a whirlwind of lust. They abruptly broke their lip lock and drew their attention to Anthony.
Sparkle held Glitter’s arms while speaking directly to him. “Now, here is how this works. I know we told you we don’t do penetration, but you were kind of right when you said, ‘There’s a first time for everything.’”
Anthony smiled as he looked back and forth at his restrained wrists before responding. “So, y’all gonna let me loose so that I can play too?” he questioned with a cocky grin.
Glitter decided to join the dialogue. “Of course you can play, daddy. In fact, we couldn’t do it without you,” she stated as she gripped a handful of his erection.
Sparkle joined in and grabbed his balls. “All you have to do now is choose which one of us you want,” Sparkle declared as they held each other, staring at him.
Rather than choose, he opted to be greedy. “I want you both,” he replied.
The twins were not surprised by his response. They both grinned at the other. Glitter freed her grip of her sister, crawled up on his chest and began to tongue kiss him with exaggerated desire. With every aggressive swirl of their tongues, Anthony yanked on his restraints, wishing he could touch her. But he couldn’t. He was so caught up in the mood that he never even noticed Sparkle slip away back into the bathroom, only to reappear two minutes later, standing in front of the bed. When he finally saw her, his eyes bulged out of his head. He smiled as he felt he was in for a bigger treat than he had expected. He stared at the nine-inch strap-on dildo that Sparkle wore and he thought of how it couldn’t get any better watching her fuck her own sister. Yeah, loosen that pussy up for me before I get a hold of it. His ego was on 1,000 at that moment.
As he began to run away with the brief fantasy, Glitter rose
up from off of him and stood by her sister. They both began to giggle while they stared at him. Suddenly, the heat of passion disappeared and the room turned frigid. The twins now eyed him down like a piece of meat in front of two hungry wolves. The smile slowly slid from Anthony’s face. For some strange reason, something didn’t feel right to him.
“Yo, wassup?” Anthony questioned. His words came out alarmed and timid. Concern was written all over his face.
Sparkle and Glitter stood there with sinister grins on their faces. The drug had them charged up and they were ready to turn up the heat. “I guess I’ll go first, Glitter,” Sparkle proclaimed.
“Yeah, go ahead, be my guest, sis,” Glitter replied as she strolled over to the nightstand that Sparkle set her Michael Kors bag near.
A sense of panic swept through Anthony’s body. “Uh uh! What the fuck? I ain’t into all of that extra freaky shit!” he aggressively yelled. “Let me the fuck loose!” he demanded in an authoritative tone.
The empty order fell upon deaf ears. In fact, things began to get even worse. He heard a familiar clicking sound that he knew all too well. He slowly turned toward Glitter’s direction. She was pointing a chrome Desert Eagle right at his forehead.
“What the fuck? Oh, so y’all don’t know who the fuck I am,” he boasted as if everything was under full control. “Y’all just gonna come up in here and shit and think y’all gonna rob me?” he added.
The twins simply giggled.
“Calm down, daddy. We know exactly who you are. And no, we didn’t come here to rob you for your money. The picture is so much bigger than that. However, we are goin’ to take something from you that you can’t get back.” Sparkle explained as she began stroking the length of the strap-on as if it was her own stiff penis.
Anthony began to sweat profusely. “What? What type of shit y’all—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Glitter gun butted him so hard that the left side of his forehead split. He was instantly unconscious. After the twins made sure he wasn’t faking, they uncuffed him and repositioned him again before recuffing him.
Glitter stepped back and grabbed the second item that was hidden behind Sparkle’s Michael Kors bag. It was a video camcorder. She turned it on and scrolled through the menu. She aimed it at the target until live footage of him appeared on the screen. She pressed her record button and gave Sparkle a smile and head nod. The target was stabilized. It was finally time to execute the order.
Ten minutes later, Sparkle pressed stop on the camcorder and pause on the cell phone video recorder she was given, as Glitter stepped away from the unconscious figure, lying chained face flat on the bed. She reached for his silk boxers and used them to wipe herself off as she walked over to her sister.
“I guess he was right: we do do penetration,” Sparkle sarcastically joked about the sodomizing act she had just committed. They both laughed at the irony of the situation.
“Sparkle, go ’head, send the video and call the number they gave us,” Glitter suggested.
Sparkle scrolled through the phone’s menu and texted the explicit raw footage to the anonymous number they had received along with the information on the target and the mission.
The twins impatiently paced the floor for a full fifteen minutes before the phone began vibrating. They both put their ears to the receiver and listened without saying a word as a soft but dominant voice came through.
“Okay, girls, good job. Y’all are in,” the woman announced. “Be sure to return the camcorder where you retrieved it from.”
The twins looked at one another, drowned in confusion. “That’s it? Just like that? What do we do now?” Sparkle asked, not sure of what the next move was.
“About what?” the woman questioned.
“About him,” Glitter intervened.
“Oh please. Do excuse me. It’s been a long night for all three of us. Why don’t you leave that to me. I’ll take care of him right now. I assume he’s still out cold and restrained. Correct?”
“Yeah, but I think he’s coming to. He’s starting to move,” Glitter panicked.
The woman chuckled. “Good. Smack him around a li’l bit to wake him up, and then put me on speakerphone and hold it next to his ear.”
The twins glanced at each other again. At that point they were just ready to get their belongings, leave, and just run from the consequences forever. They had just violated a very powerful man in the worst way and they weren’t sure of how they would be protected from him. Still, they knew they had to finish what they had started.
“Nigga, wake up!” Sparkle smacked Anthony’s right cheek repeatedly until he came to.
Anthony’s eyes shot open. He looked around in a confused manner. He thought it was all just a bad dream. His vision was blurry and he felt dizzy. He then realized that he couldn’t get up. His wrists were still cuffed to the bedrail. The burning sensation registered in the lower half of his body. Blood trickled down from his forehead into his left eye. He squinted hard, trying to focus his right pupil on his violators. He could barely speak from his throat drying up.
“Wh . . . Wha . . . What the fuck did y’all do to me?” He slowly struggled to finish the rhetorical question, not really wanting to know the answer. He couldn’t even remember if he was awake for it all, but the sharp pain shooting through his anus retold the story of exactly what happened. An unfamiliar voice entered his left ear.
“Hello, Mr. Frost, or should I address you by your street moniker?” The voice let out a light chuckle. It was more of a statement than a question. “Anyway, this is the leader of the Double G organization. Maybe you’ve heard of us, maybe you haven’t, but we are a well-known resistance group of the underworld. And we are well protected. You have just been part of an initiation process by these two young ladies. They are now under our umbrella. We are responsible for them and their well-being. So, please, before you think about any type of retaliation, do your research on us first. You will find that there are many just like you who have been targeted and then forced to become our allies if ever we need assistance of any kind. If you weren’t considered to be a useful asset to our organization then we wouldn’t be having this conversation, because you’d be dead already.
“I am very aware of your power, and exactly what you are capable of. I also know your limits and, more importantly, your reach. And that’s where we are up on you. You are restricted. Local. We are spread throughout the entire nation. We are everywhere you can think of or even imagine. And, everywhere we are, there are dozens like you who are forced to deal with us, even though they despise who we are, what we do, what we are about and, even more importantly, what we have done.”
“Get to the fuckin’ point!” Anthony grunted into the receiver.
“Okay. Have it your way. Here’s the deal. I have live footage of what just took place. It is stored away in a computer file along with hundreds of others. If you choose to retaliate or show resistance in any kind of way, shape, form, or fashion, you will be killed. But only after we finish stripping you of everything and every person you love or even care about. And, on top of all that, the footage will be played at your funeral. Copies will be handed out to everyone throughout the entire Las Vegas area connected or associated with you. Your crew will spit on your name. Your legacy will be tarnished and reduced to dirt. And all you would be known for is being a has-been gangsta who got killed ’cause he fucked with the wrong bitches and got fucked!”
The phone went dead in his ear, and seconds later a text came through. Both girls read it aloud at the same time: “Keep this phone on at all times. Uncuff him and leave the memo on the bed for him, delete this text, and get outta there. Welcome to the family.”
As instructed, Sparkle immediately deleted the text message. Glitter walked over toward the bed and uncuffed him and then tossed the white envelope at him. “This is for you,” she dryly remarked.
“Fuck you, dyke bitch!” he spat. Sharp pains shot through his wrists from the handcuffs as he attempt
ed to lash out at Glitter.
“No, more like fuck you, sweetie.” Glitter smiled. “Welcome to the gay society. Faggot.”
They both let out a thunderous laughter as they waved their good-byes and made their way out of Anthony Frost’s bedroom.
Chapter Five
Starr hung up the phone and pushed herself back from the round table. The rest of the Double Gs rotated blunts around the room and sipped on assorted flavors of Cîroc, Hennessy, Rémy, and Patrón while they listened to Starr lay the law down to their latest victim. They were used to watching their leader in action, but it had been a minute since she had called an emergency meeting. All of the members were all too curious to know the nature of the unexpected gathering. Starr took a swig of the Peach Cîroc on the rocks with no chaser as she studied the faces and body language of her crew while they waited for the final member to arrive.
Under any other normal circumstances she would not have been the least bit concerned about her crew member’s tardiness, because she was used to it, but tonight was different. The call she had received still weighed heavy on her mental. Tonight everybody was a suspect. She couldn’t help but watch the people in the room she considered family, sisters, with a questionable and suspicious eye. She knew calling the emergency meeting would have all of them on high alert and that’s exactly what she wanted. At that moment no one was exempt from the accusation she received from the anonymous caller. Starr’s train of thought was interrupted by the sudden presence of her friend of seven years.
“Sorry I’m late again, everybody. My bad,” Bubbles announced with a smile and wave. She peered nervously over at Starr. Seeing that her boss wasn’t smiling, Bubbles wiped the smile off her face and replaced it with a more solemn, apologetic one. It was apparent to her that Starr was pissed or irritated by something. Aside from Starr being her boss, she was her closest friend and knew, even when others didn’t, when Starr was bothered by something. Bubbles wasted no time finding her seat at the head of the round table next to Diamond and Felicia. All three looked at one another wide-eyed and shrugged.
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