You Break Me (The Prospect 2)

Now here I am, fucking a stranger, who just so happens to be talking to my Uncle. This is all sorts of sick and twisted, getting off while he is on the phone. “Fuck,” Prospect complains. “Condom broke.” He moves to take it off, flinging it across the room and I try to get away from him. I need to stop this before the man I was raised by realizes it’s me.

Before I have too much time to think or worry about it, he yells at the guy I’m fucking over the line. “Call me when you’re done, I don’t need to hear or see this shit.”

My fuck buddy looks surprised. “Well that’s a first, normally he rubs one out when he hears people fuckin’.” Prospect continues to fuck me, and soon I’m cumming around him. He isn’t far behind me reaching his own climax.

He shoves off and puts his dick back in his pants, and it’s then I realize we never got another condom. Tricky is gonna kill me for sure. He doesn’t let me go on birth control, says he loves to see his cum leaking outta me after he fucks me, and if I so happen to get pregnant, it’s a bonus. Thank god it’s only happened once. My beautiful eleven-year-old daughter, Sophia, is my pride and joy. I hate Tricky with every fiber of my being, but there is a part of me who loves him for giving me something so precious.

“Here,” Prospect says, tossing cash on me. “I’ll be seeing you again.”

“We can’t,” I croak out. Shame floors me as I stare at the money. I never thought I would fuck for money.

“That bastard husband of yours won’t have a say. If I want to fuck you again, I will.”

“But. He’ll—”

“Don’t give a fuck what your excuse is, shits goin’ down, trust me.”

I shake my head. “My name is Nikki.” I don’t know why I tell him my name, but I want to trust him and believe in what he’s saying.

“Already know you have a kid, think you’re all kinds of stupid for staying with that bastard, shouldn’t you wanna give your kid a better life?” he looks at me in disgust before walking out of the room. “I meant what I said, I’ll be seeing your pussy again soon, Nikki,” his loud voice carries over his shoulder.

He shuts the door, leaving me still on the floor. I can’t believe I did that. Oh god, I’m just like my mom. A whore. Maybe Tricky won’t find out. There are no cameras in here, so as long as no one is outside the door when I leave this room, I think I’ll be safe. But this guy is serious about seeing me again. Tricky will find out, nothing stays secret for long with him. He finds out everything.

Chapter 5

Grady

Her pussy was better than I thought it would be. Fuckin’ tight and pink, fuck. Next time I won’t go so fast, savor the moment, tongue fuck her cunt, suck her clit, make her cum all over my face. Pisses me off she’s with a shit rag like Tricky. Pisses me off even more that she’s dancing naked. What kind of bastard is Tricky?

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No old lady shows her body off to anyone, at least not in the Jacks Devils. That shit would never fly. I leave the strip club and go to the clubhouse.

As soon as I walk in Prez is yelling at me. “Prospect, find out anything useful?”

I approach his table and see his bitch daughter, Susan, hanging around the bar. “Not much, except Tricky’s old lady dances, they have a kid together, and she fucks like a dream.”

“Think we can use her for intel?” Prez asks.

“Doubtful, I do know she’s terrified of the bastard.”

“Keep watch on her, I’ll be sending a few other guys down there, to move this along faster.”

I look at him confused. He wants me to watch her? Well, I can do that, question is, why does he want me to? Something else is goin’ on here, hopefully I’ll earn my patch soon, so I can find out everything, instead of only need to know bullshit. I hate bein’ in the dark.

“You did good tonight. Get you a drink and some pussy.” He shoves his chair back and leaves. Prez’s old lady is a grade A classic bitch, not one member in the club likes her, hell no one likes Susan either, not even her own brother. But as I watch her dancing by the bar maybe I could like her long enough to get off again.

Cruiz slides up next to me as I watch. “Man, I wouldn’t go there if I was you. That is one nasty cunt,” he tells me, knowing I’m watching Susan.

I smirk. “Scaring me off Happy’s kid?”

“Scaring you off the worst bitch of the bunch. Her pussy ain’t worth the fuckin’ problems it brings. Learned that lesson the hard way.” Cruiz has been a member here for years. If he’s not fuckin’ some bitch he’s usually beating the shit out of the bags in the basement, or out doing club business.

“I ain’t scared of no bitch pussy.” I don’t know if he’s trying to warn me to stay away from her because I need protecting, or he just wants the bitch for himself.

He shakes his head at me. “Man, it’s your dick funeral. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.” He pats my shoulder and takes off, grabbing one of the other bitches in the room.

Susan notices me watching her and approaches me. “So, you’re the prospect hoping to earn his cut and the mark of the Jacks Devils.” She smirks and licks her red stained lips.