“That ain’t no normal bitch. She kicked my sister across the room and screamed goal as if she was playing soccer. And the bitch had the nerve to be smiling the whole damn time. Then, she fucked up my dad in two moves. Had that nigga choking on his own spit,” Carlton explained.
“She kicked your sister across the room? Ain’t your sister like two years old or something? Hahaha,” Travis laughed out of control, while smoking his weed.
“Shut up, that shit ain’t funny. Pass the damn blunt,” Carlton said and snatched the blunt out of Travis’ hand.
“My bad, my bad,” Travis said, while trying to control his laughter, “It’s the weed, fam, but there’s four of us. If she acts up, we’ll beat that bitch ass and kick her across the floor,” Travis replied.
Maeko had now lifted Faith up off the bathtub and leaned her over the sink, “These niggas acting all scared of you, but I’m not bitch. It should be me you fear with that good pussy and ass. How the fuck can a nigga use a condom? You going to enjoy this.” He pulled her hair and worked his way into her sore anus.
Faith’s tears slowed down as her anger raised. Her face tightened up and her mind went blank for a second. ‘You’re a wolf or a sheep?’ Black Ice’s words echoed in her head over the moaning and groaning Maeko was doing, as if he was a porn star.
“I’m a wolf!” she screamed and grabbed her toothbrush out of the cup holder on the counter. “You motherfucker!” she screamed, while twisting around with his dick still inside of her and jammed the toothbrush into his left eye. His eyeball popped like a grape squeezing between someone’s fingers.
Puss mixed with red blood oozed out of his eye socket, “Ahhhh! I’ll fucking kill-” Before Maeko could finish screaming in pain, Faith grabbed the curling iron and jammed it down his throat. “Ughh, Ugh,” Maeko choked and gagged for air.
“What’s wrong, baby? You can’t deep throat? You can’t take nothing forced down that tight hole of yours?” Faith taunted sarcastically, and then smiled as she shoved the curling iron further back, sending it deeper down his throat.
Maeko bent over in excruciating pain, unable to breathe and see clearly.
“Here, let me show you how to deep throat, you little bitch,” Faith said and got down on her knees.
She laughed when she saw that his dick was still hard. She took his dick into her hand and Maeko tried to push her away, but didn’t have the strength from the lack of oxygen. He tried to focus all of his attention on removing the curling iron from his throat, but his muscles had swollen around it making it harder to pull it out, so he tried concentrating on breathing through his nostrils.
“First, you got to wet your mouth. If you try to deep throat with a dry mouth and throat, it will hurt like hell and that long pipe can fuck up your throat, making it sore,” Faith said, and then took his six-inch dick into her mouth. She pushed it all the way to the back of her throat, and locked down with her teeth on his dick like a Pit Bull and shook her head side to side.
“Ugghhhh!” Maeko tried to scream, but couldn’t get it out. He swung, punching her in the side of the face with the little strength he had left, but it did little to get her off of him. If anything, it made her sink her teeth deeper in his dick.
The taste of blood dripped down the back of her throat like warm tomato soup. She knew she was getting closer to her goal, so she shook her head even harder and yanked away, ripping off his dick.
“Ugghh! Ughhhh!” Maeko screamed the best he could.
Faith stood up, tilted her head back and used her hand to pull his dick from her throat. “See, you fucked up. Your first mistake was raping me in my own house and the second mistake was untying me. Y’all little niggas aren’t very intelligent.” Maeko grabbed his groin area as blood gushed out all over the bathroom floor. He slipped backwards and his back hit the tub. “The good news is you’re going to bleed to death. The bad news is it won’t be soon enough before I’m done with you,” she said with a Kool-Aid smile on her face.
She turned to the sink and bent over into the cabinet. She grabbed a pair of razor sharp scissors and a twelve-inch black dildo. Maeko’s eyes opened wide. She bent down and moved his hand from his groin area. He tried his best to keep his eyes open, but the loss of blood drained him. She stared, admiring her work, as she grabbed his nut sack and cut it off with the scissors. He squirmed and screamed the best he could, but it was all muffled.
“I’ll keep these to remember you by,” she said, then stood up and placed them into the cup she kept her toothbrush in.
“Ugghh!” Maeko tried to cry out when she lifted him up and bent him over.
She spit on the head of the dildo and tried to spread his ass cheeks, but Maeko clenched them extremely tight.
“No, no, no,” he mumbled and wiggled around with the little energy he had left.
“Aww, you’re trying to keep it tight,” Faith said, and then smacked his ass and leaned over his back. “Remember when you said you’re the one I should fear? Well, you were wrong, little bitch, it’s me you should have feared. Before you die, know that you’re going to hell with no dick, no balls, and a dildo stuck up your ass. Ahahaha!” Faith busted out laughing, and then rammed the dildo up his tightened ass. Maeko somehow gagged up the curling iron and screamed with all of his might before he died.
“Yo, what the fuck was that? Sound like Maeko screaming,” Carlton said and sat up on the couch in attention.
“I thought I was hearing things since I’m high, but he has been in there a while with that hoe. I’m ready to slide in her again. It’s time to switch,” Travis said.
“Man, listen, we’re all high as fuck, but I can feel something isn’t right,” Carlton said as the three of them got up and walked to the master bathroom.
Calvin knocked on the door three times, “Yo, Maeko, you aight, B?” Calvin shouted, but got no answer. “He’s not answering,” Calvin said.
“I’m telling you, something isn’t right. Travis, break down the door, man,” Carlton said as his heart raced and flashbacks of Faith’s smile played in his mind, as she kicked his dad in the balls.
“This isn’t right; we should just leave. Everything in my stomach is telling me to run,” Calvin said while looking at his twin brother.
“Yeah, you’re right,” Carlton replied.
“Fuck that! Y’all trippin, my cousin in there and you two are talking about running. We’re not going anywhere. Plus, we got to drop this bitch off and clean this place up before your father comes to check on it tomorrow. Now, stop acting like punks and help me break this fucking door down!” Travis shouted.
Faith could hear them arguing outside the door and the sound of weight slamming on the door followed. A wicked smile spread across her face as she grabbed a bobby pin off of the sink counter and a washcloth. She held the bobby pin with the washcloth, making sure it didn’t touch her skin, and then she jammed it into the electrical socket on the wall. Sparks went flying and the lights in the condo flickered until everything went pitch black.
“Oh shit, what was that?” Travis shouted, realizing he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face.
Carlton, Calvin, and Travis pulled their phones out of their pockets to use them as flashlights.
The bathroom door cracked open with an eerie sound. “Who did that? Did you open the door, Travis?” Carlton asked.
“Hell no, that wasn’t me,” Travis replied.
“Man listen, this is how horror movies start before everyone dies. I’m sorry, but I’m getting out of here. I’m listening to my gut feeling,” Calvin said and turned around to walk out of the master bedroom.
“You right, bro, but if the power is out, the elevator won’t work and it’s the only way in and out of here,” Carlton mentioned.
“Nah man, there’s some type of emergency power on that shit or something. This is a high scale building. They can’t keep these rich folk stuck up in here in the dark,” Calvin told him.
“Alright, I’m coming with you. I have the same fe
eling,” Carlton said and walked towards his brother.
“Fuck both of y’all. Y’all just gone leave me here to check on my cousin by myself and run around in the dark, of which happens to be YOUR father’s condo! I see how y’all get down,” Travis said with an attitude.
“Yo, I know you feel something isn’t right and I’m not sticking around to find out. I’ll leave it to my dad to fix this issue with his crazy bitch in the morning. We’re out,” Calvin stated.
“Fuck you both!” Travis shouted and felt something brush against his arm. He turned around with his phone to see what it was, but saw nothing. He slowly scanned the room with light from his phone. “Damn, these niggas got me buggin. Fuck outta here, making me feel like I’m feeling shit on me. Next, I’ll be seeing shit,” Travis said in a deep Spanish accent, and then turned back around to the bathroom. “Fuckin pussies,” he mumbled to himself, while letting the light from the phone lead the way.
He stepped deeper into the bathroom and felt something wet and sticky on the floor. He looked down to see his white Jordan sneaker was now covered in blood. “What the fuck?” He followed the trail of blood to the bathtub and he squinted his eyes, trying to figure out what he was looking at. He then realized that it was his cousin bent over the bathtub with something stuck up his ass, just dangling between his butt cheeks. Travis focused his eyes to see the black object had veins and was shaped like a thick dick. “Oh shit, that’s a dildo! What kind of freaky shit y’all got going on in here, Maeko?”
Travis didn’t get a response.
“Maeko, you okay man?” he asked.
He moved closer and turned over his cousin’s body. Travis’ eyes grew wide at the sight of his naked body with blood pouring from his mouth and groin area, where his dick and balls should have been.
“Maeko! Maeko! Oh shit, oh shit!” Travis screamed, and then heard a noise behind him.
He turned around, looked up and down, but all he saw was darkness. He heard another sound and turned back around to see his cousin’s body had been flipped back over on its stomach. He scanned his body to see the dildo that was once there, was now gone. He looked around the bathroom, still using his phone for light but couldn’t find it. He heard, yet again, another noise behind him, but this time, he swung hitting nothing.
“I’m going fucking crazy. You guys, I think that bitch killed Maeko,” he said with tears in his eyes. “And I think she raped him with a rubber dick!” he shouted, but got no response.
He raised his phone and saw Faith standing right in front of him, with blood dripping from the side of her mouth with a psychopathic smile on her face. “Ahhhh!” he screamed out of shock and swung his fist, aiming for the side of her face.
Faith ducked and dodged his blow, and then rose up while he was still screaming and pushed the long, black dildo down his throat.
“Ughhh!” Travis gasped for air. The smell hit his nose and he could taste shit in the back of his throat. His eyes watered up even more as he remembered the dildo was just in his cousin’s ass. Travis was taller and stronger than Maeko. He grabbed the end of the dildo and pulled it out while gagging.
Faith smiled once the light went out and sneaked out of the bathroom. Her dark skin tone made it impossible to see her, blending in perfectly in the dark condo. She crept into the living room and grabbed the small axe and flip knife from under the couch that her dad left for her.
Travis had one more inch of the dildo to pull out, ‘Oh, I’m going to beat this little bitch ass as soon as I’m able to breathe right,’ he thought, while bending over with his hands on his knees to catch his breath.
Faith raised the axe and swung hard. The blade ripped into the thick meat on the right side of his neck, “Ahhhh!” Travis screamed and stumbled backwards. Faith yanked the axe out of his neck and swung again. This time, Travis raised his arm and blocked the blow. The axe ripped through his forearm, tearing through his flesh. The sound of his bones cracking could be hard echoing through the bathroom. “Ahhh!” he screamed.
Faith swung twice, watching his arm hit the floor. She looked down at his arm twitching on the floor, and then stared at her axe. “Hmmm, I need to sharpen this. It should have cut through you much faster.”
Blood squirted from where Travis’ arm used to be and gushed out of the open wound in his neck. He pedaled backwards until he tripped over Maeko’s body. He raised his other arm when he saw Faith about to swing the axe again, but she stopped before she swung. She looked into his eyes while he was begging for his life.
“Aww, you poor baby. You want me to stop?” Faith asked in a sarcastic tone. “But did y’all motherfuckers stop when you took turns raping me? My eyes begged for you to stop, the back of my head ached, and this bitch ass of a man tore my life apart! But, that wasn’t enough pain for me, huh? You young fucks needed to see fit and rape me, so I don’t feel sorry for your pleading or your crocodile tears.” She then swung again and chopped off his left arm. “Much better, went straight though that time. Maybe because I added a little more power to that one.” Then she cut deeper into the side of his neck. He screamed and yelled in pain, praying for her to stop, but his prayers went on to death ears. The daughter of the devil was the only one listening. She chopped three more times and looked overjoyed at her work.
Faith walked over to the sink and went back into the cabinet. “Perfect,” she said and grabbed the pink bottle of Nair.
“Did you hear that?” Calvin said, while pressing the elevator button repeatedly.
“Yea, it sounds like Travis screaming,” Carlton replied. “Man, keep pressing that damn button until that shit comes.”
“What if everyone trying to get on at once and slowing this bitch down? What if everything shut down in this building? This damn elevator never takes this long. Man, we stuck in here with this crazy ass bitch,” Calvin said now panicking.
“Good point, follow me,” Carlton led the way to the kitchen and pulled open the drawer with the knives. He passed one to his brother and took on for himself. “Okay, we’ll use these to protect ourselves while waiting on the elevator.”
A swift breeze brushed passed both of them and knocked their phones to the ground. The sound of their phone being cracked on the marble floor caused the boys to freeze.
“What the hell was that?” Carlton asked.
“It’s that crazy bitch. We’re going to die man,” Calvin panicked, while fighting back tears.
“No, we’re not! This bitch can’t be that fast and quick.” Carlton looked around trying to spot her.
“Maybe our eyes can adjust to the dark over there by the window,” Calvin whispered to his brother.
They both stood completely still when they heard footsteps approaching them. As the steps grew closer, they both swung their knives. They could feel their long knives go through tough skin and getting jammed. They tried to pull the knife out to stab her again, but couldn’t.
“My fucking knife is stuck!” Calvin shouted.
“Mine is too,” Carlton said. “Kick this bitch!”
Both of the boys raised their feet simultaneously and kicked Faith in the stomach, sending her flying backwards across the room.
“Let’s finish this bitch off before she gets up,” Carlton said, knowing Calvin would agree.
They have watched plenty of scary movies where the victim over powers the killer, but stop and start running before finishing the job. They ran into the living room near the floor to ceiling windows. The lights from the other buildings gave them enough light in the living room to see. When their eyes adjusted, they couldn’t believe what they had done. Travis’s body was lying there with both of their knives stuck inside of him. He was still squirming around, making moaning sounds.
“Oh shit! What the hell?” Calvin shouted, looking at him squirming on the floor with no arms and his head hanging to the side. The only thing that kept his head from falling off was a long bone in the center. “Lord, please, get us out of here!”
“I don’t think the L
ord is going to save you tonight,” Faith said.
The boys turned to see her standing completely naked, covered in blood with a small axe in her hand and a strange smile on her face. As she stepped forward, they stepped backwards. Soon, she was standing right in front of Travis’ body. “It amazes me that he is still alive and moving.” She bent over and grabbed Travis’ head with both hands and pulled hard on his head.
“Oh my God!” Calvin hollered as she ripped Travis’ head completely from his body.
She pulled his head face to face to hers and could see Travis’ eyes still moving, and then said, “Hmm, I wonder if your mind still works and if you know what’s going on, even after your head has been decapitated from your body?” She looked over at the twins as if she was waiting for them to answer.
They both stood there frozen in fear. “If we stay by the window, we can see her coming and together, we can over power the crazy ass bitch. She can only cut one of us at a time. I’ll take a chop if I have to and you rush her and knock her ass out,” Carlton planned in a whisper.
Faith continued to smile as the boys whispered and rolled the head like a bowling ball. The boys looked down at their friend’s head rolling on the smooth floor in front of them and stopped at their feet. They looked at Travis’ face and he winked at them.
“Oh, hell no! Hell fucking no!” Calvin shouted, and then looked up to see Faith was gone. “I’m not with this shit, I’m gone!” he shouted.
“Don’t panic, we need to stay together,” Carlton said when he looked up to see Faith was out of sight too. He turned to look at his brother and Calvin took off running, “No Calvin! We need to stay by the window, so we can see her coming! Don’t go into the dark!” Carlton shouted, but it was too late.
“I got to get out of here. I got to get out of here,” Calvin repeated, “Lord, please save me,” he panicked as he wandered around in the dark looking for the elevator.
“Didn’t I tell you God wasn’t going to save your ass tonight, boy?” He heard a voice whisper into his ear.
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