Othello and the Whore of Venice by Don Juan (M+f, oral, mast, interr, shake) Dramatis Personae Othello, the Moor of Venice Iago, his ancient Roderigo, confidant of Iago Cassio, Othello’s second in command Desdemona, Othello’s wife Emilia, Iago’s wife Brabantio, father of Desdemona Two Venetian studs Act 1 scene 1 venice a street Enter RODERIGO and IAGO RODERIGO Bullshit! Don’t tell me; I take it as an insult That you, Iago, who hast had my balls As if the sack were thine, shouldst know of this. IAGO Ah crap! but you will not hear me: If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me. You think I’m fucking queer eh? Roddy? RODERIGO Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate. IAGO Despise me, if I do not. You know what he fuckin’ told me? 'I have already chose my officer.' And what was he? For crying out loud, a great arithmetician, One Michael Cassio, a Florentine, A fellow almost damn'd in a horny wife already; That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election: And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof At Rhodes, at Cyprus and on other grounds Christian and heathen, must be believed and calmed He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, And I--God bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient. RODERIGO But aren’t you pissed? I would be, if some cunt gets to bed, With Othello’s nymph of a wife. IAGO Of course I’m pissed off. It’s more than that, I love the bitch. But wise actions on my part, Will overcome foolish deeds on His. Call up her father, Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight, Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell, Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy, Yet throw such changes of vexation on't, As it may lose some colour. RODERIGO Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. IAGO Do it with a nervous accent and ridiculous yell As when, by night and negligence, the fire Is spied in populous cities. RODERIGO Oi! ya cunt wake up! LALALALA COCK-A-DOODLE-DO LADY IN RED SHE’S DANCING WITH ME CHEEK TO CHEEK LALALALA LALA BRABANTIO appears above, at a window BRABANTIO Fuck off you drunken bastards. RODERIGO Signior, is all your family within? BRABANTIO What’s it to you, You short arse cunt? IAGO Christ, sir, you're robb'd; for shame, put on your gown; Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; Even now, now, very now, an old black ram Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise; Awake the snorting citizens with the bell, Or else the devil will make a grandad of you: Arise, I say. BRABANTIO What the fuck have you been smoking? RODERIGO Most reverend signior, do you know my voice? BRABANTIO No, and I couldn’t give a shit. RODERIGO My name is Roderigo. BRABANTIO That’s great(!) Now fuck off! RODERIGO Patience, good sir. BRABANTIO What tell'st thou me of robbing? This is Venice; This isn’t Liverpool you fool. RODERIGO Most grave Brabantio, In simple and pure soul I come to you. IAGO For fuck’s sake, sir, you are one of those that will not serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to do you service and you think we are ruffians, you'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse; you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have coursers for cousins and gennets for germans. BRABANTIO What kinda cock-sucking wretch art thou? IAGO I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. BRABANTIO Thou art a villain. IAGO You are--a senator. Exit above IAGO Farewell; for I must leave you: Though I do hate him as I do period-pains. Yet, for necessity of present life, I must show out a flag and sign of love, Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him, Lead to the whore-house the raised search; And there will I be with him. So, tootle-oo. Exit Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches BRABANTIO It is too true an evil: gone she is; And what's to come of my despised time Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo, Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl! With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a father! How didst thou know 'twas she? O she deceives me Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers: Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you? RODERIGO Truly, I think they are. BRABANTIO O heaven! How got she out? O treason of the blood! Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds By what you see them act. Is there not charms By which the property of youth and virginity May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo, Of some such thing? RODERIGO Yes, sir, I have indeed. BRABANTIO Call up my brother. O, would you had had her! Some one way, some another. Do you know Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? RODERIGO I think I can discover him, if you please, To get good guard and go along with me. BRABANTIO Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call; I may command at most. Get weapons, ho! And raise some special officers of night. On, good Roderigo: I'll deserve your pains. Exeunt SCENE II. Another street. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants with torches IAGO Though in the trade of war I have slain men, Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience To fuck another man’s wife: I lack the balls Pardon the expression but I couldn’t do it. OTHELLO 'Tis better as it is. IAGO Nay, but he bragged, And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms Against your honour That, with the little godliness I have, I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir, Are you fast married? No troubles with your marriage? Be assured of this, That the magnifico is much beloved, And hath in his effect a cock potential As double as the duke's: he will divorce you; And bone your wife ‘til she knows not what is what. OTHELLO Like fuck he will. He’s her father! IAGO That matters little to him my lord. For your wife is a fine piece of ass. OTHELLO Yeah, great rack too. Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches OTHELLO The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant. The goodness of the night upon you, friends! What is the news? CASSIO The duke does greet you, general, And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance, Even on the instant. OTHELLO What is the matter, think you? CASSIO Fuck knows, I believe the Senator wishes, For his little toy back. OTHELLO 'Tis well I am found by you. I will but spend a word here in the house, And go with you. Exit CASSIO Iago, what’s up with this? IAGO He's married. CASSIO To who? Re-enter OTHELLO IAGO Marry, to--Come, captain, will you go? OTHELLO Have with you. CASSIO Here comes another troop to seek for you. IAGO It is Brabantio. General, be advised; He comes to bad intent. Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons OTHELLO Aloha! stand there! RODERIGO Signior, it is the Moor. BRABANTIO Down with him, thief! They whip out their cocks on both sides IAGO You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you. OTHELLO Keep up your little dicks, for the air will shrink them. Good signior, you shall more command with years Than with your weapons. BRABANTIO O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter? Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her; For I'll refer me to all things of sense, If she in chains of magic were not bound, Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy, Aside (And a demon in the sack), So opposed to marriage that she shunned The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, Would ever have, to incur a general mock, Run from her big dick daddy-o to the sooty bosom Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight. Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense That thou hast practised on her with foul charms, Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on; 'Tis probable and palpable to thinking. I therefore apprehend and do attach thee For an abuser of the world, a practiser Of arts inhibited and out of warrant. Lay hold upon him: if he do resist, Butt-fuck him at his peril. OTHELLO Hold your hands, Both you of my inclining, and the rest: Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter. Where will you that I go To answer this your charge? BRABANTIO To prison, till fit time Of law and course of direct session Call thee to answer. OTHELLO What if I do obey? How may the duke be therewith satisfied, Whose messengers are here about my side, Upon some present business of the state To bring me to him? First Officer 'Tis true, most worthy signior; The duke's in council and your noble self, I am sure, is sent for. BRABANTIO How! the duke in council! In this time of the night! Bring him away: Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself, Or any of my brothers of the state, Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own; For if such actions may have passage free, Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be. Exeunt SCENE III. A council-chamber. The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table; Officers attending DUKE Now now now. What the fuck’s going on here then? BRABANTIO Humbly I thank your grace. Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems, Your special mandate for the state-affairs Hath hither brought. DUKE OF VENICE Senator we are very sorry for't. DUKE OF VENICE [To OTHELLO] What, in your own part, can you say to this? BRABANTIO Nothing, but this is so. OTHELLO Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approved good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, And boned her with my big black cock, It is most true; true, I have married her: The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charms, What sex toys and what mighty aphrodisiacs, For such proceeding I am charged withal, I won his daughter. BRABANTIO A maiden never bold; Virginal and tame. Aside Except with her father Why this should be. I therefore vouch again That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, Or with some dram conjured to this effect, He wrought upon her. She would never fuck a big black man. My little Dezi is better than that. OTHELLO Once you go black, You never go back. BRABANTIO You filthy fucking knave. OTHELLO I am rubber you are glue. What you say. . . DUKE Enough of this nonsense. Bring in the little minx. Enter DESDEMONA, and Attendants DUKE Now Othello we will see, Just how you won the love, Of this fair maiden. Trumpets. Flourish. Porno music is played DUKE We are going to have a gangbang. The senators shall judge your virtue on this basis, On the basis on the others as well. DESDEMONA’s clothes are ripped off and she is placed on a large pile of cushions. DESDEMONA Okay boys who’s first? IAGO I am. IAGO drops his pantaloons and grabs DESDEMONA’S ass pulling it toward him. DESDEMONA gasps. IAGO rubs his prick up and down the length of her sweet shaved teen pussy. The head of his cock swells ever greater as DESDEMONA moans for more cock. OTHELLO takes his place at his wife’s head feeding inch after inch of his black meat into her hungry mouth. IAGO continues to play with her cunt pushing in slightly and then pulling out till soon her pussy is just dying for his dick, at this point IAGO slams his whole manhood home. The force of this pushes DESDEMONA back onto OTHELLO’s cock forcing her to deepthroat him. She cups his balls lightly as IAGO spins her round onto her knees so he can fuck her doggy-style. DESDEMONA pushes IAGO back onto the cushions all the time never loosing the seal around OTHELLO’s monstrous cock. She then proceeds to bounce on IAGO’s dick making his balls slap up against her ass and his dick to bottom out and hit home. The pressure on his dick and on his balls is too much for him and he pumps what felt like gallons of thick cum up into DESDEMONA’s waiting womb. IAGO pulls his wet cock from her pussy letting it fall to his leg and crawled off a little humiliated that OTHELLO was still going. As the cum begins to seep from her oozing cunt DESDEMONA gets up onto her feet and lets go of OTHELLO’s throbbing wet bronzed throat charmer. OTHELLO lies on his back and DESDEMONA dutifully sits on his dick, even though she was dripping wet with her own juices and the jizz of IAGO she still has a hard time taking in OTHELLO’s colossal length. She moans as the black shaft of the Moor stretches the walls of cunt. Meanwhile, to support herself as she lowers herself onto his cock she grabs hold of two new cocks. Her small hands can barely wrap round the girths of these new Venetian studs but she continues to jack-off the new contenders with her sweaty hands, greased with her own love juices. For one of the two men this is all too much and he shoots his load onto DESDEMONA’s perky tits and her petite body. The splatter of cum makes it’s slow journey down her chest. Now with only two cocks to handle Desdemona takes the new cock into her hot little mouth, turning her head slightly to witness the amazing sight of the last of OTHELLO’s gargantuan cock slipping snugly into her tight wet pussy. The Venetian stud moans loudly and pulls DESDEMONA’s head down onto his shaft. DESDEMONA sucks up and down his dick with a tremendous force making it unbearable for him to hold on, all the time she does she is still grinding her cunt onto OTHELLO’s manhood, all those looking on are amazed at the virility of the Moorish General. With one last suck of the Venetian’s bulbous head and a squeeze of his balls he shoots his wad into DESDEMONA’s smiling mouth. As he attempts to pull away she bites lightly on his cock telling him that she isn’t finished. He lets go of her head and endures the almost painful experience of DESDEMONA’s extraordinary sucking power as she gulps down each drop of his jizz and even sucks the shaft clean. DESDEMONA then pushes the Venetian away and with a smile instructs her husband. DESDEMONA Now baby, now. Oh fuck yes now. With these words OTHELLO lets loose a tremendous pressure from his cock. The force of the ejaculation is so powerful it causes DESDEMONA to slide seven inches up his pole and slide down again. She collapses on his cock, exhausted and happy. OTHELLO That is how I won her love. DUKE Well, I think that would win my daughter too. BRABANTIO Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see: She has deceived her father, and may thee. But fare thee well, Moor. And fare thee well damn strumpet. Exeunt