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Hood Nightmare by Glaucus
part 1
"Scott? What are you doing? Your not
done yet?" Beth groaned out as her husband,
Scott collapsed on top of her. His penis
shrinking quickly inside her as his semen left a
wet spot on the sheets beneath her crotch.
"Oh come on, It's been a long day. I
can't go on forever when I have to be up for
work in the morning." Scott groaned as he rolled
off of his wife.
"yes! I guess." Beth groaned to herself
as Scott rolled over and pulled the blanket up
over his shoulders. Beth had wondered what was
missing in their sex life. Scott seemed to be so
inadequate compared to what her friend at school
said about their boyfriends. Their love making
sessions where once or twice a week, and they
only lasted a short minute or two once he
entered her. Beth climbed out of bed and walked
over to the bathroom to wipe herself clean of
his semen. She hated sleeping in the wet spot.
When she returned Scott was nearly asleep.
"Scott honey." Beth whispered into his
ear. She caressed his large chest with her hand
hoping to revive him. Scott rolled over looking
annoyed. Beth herself became very annoyed at his
babyish behavior. "Honey, do you remember that
fantasy you told me about before we got
married?" Beth looked into his eyes and watched
them light up with interest. Scott had wanted
her to dress up in a slutty outfit and pretend
to be a prostitute. Beth had thought the idea
ridiculous, but now that she was a year married
and still woefully unsatisfied, she decided to
entertain the idea.
The longest Scott had ever made love to
her was five minutes. Beth had just turned
twenty, and her body attracted the glances of
every guy she walked past at the campus. She
regularly received propositions from guys on
campus, and each time she dutifully announced
she was happily married. Beth was a shapely five
foot five with large breasts, rock hard abdomen,
shapely ass, and curvy legs. She always wore her
make up tastefully and had her brown hair
fashioned in the latest style. Lately she had
began to question Scott's ability to perform in
bed, but only in her mind. She had always
thought that sexual performance followed good
looks, and Scott was a very handsome young man.
In another two years she would have her
nursing degree. Beth had learned her handsome
husband was a little dim in the intelligence
category. Despite his lack of intelligence, he
made a good lawyer and was able to afford a nice
home for them both in the suburbs.
"What do you have in mind?" Scott said
as he looked up at Beth laying beside him. Scott
was indeed lacking in sexual experience and he
knew it. The only other women he had been with
was a prostitute he had paid for in the city. He
never had an erection with her. He spent the
entire hour watching her suck and stroke his
cock in frustration. When she walked out, she
had told him he had the smallest cock she had
ever seen. He still had not recovered from the
pain of being turned out by a prostitute.
"well. you know how you wanted to see me
dressed real sexy and stuff, do you think that
would excite you more? Would that make you want
me more?" Beth asked gently. She watched him
smile coyly.
"yeah, well Yes!" Scott said as he
realized Beth was willing to play his game.
".and you would even go walk on the street and
let me pick you up in my car?" Scott said
excitedly.
"well I guess." Beth said softly. She
had hoped just the cloths would do, but if he
actually wanted to see her in public wearing
them, then she would give it a try. It was not
like her friends at school would see her. "what
do you want me to wear anyway?" Beth asked.
"I'll take you out at lunch tomorrow and
show you. Can we do it tomorrow night?" Scott
asked.
"I guess." Beth answered cautiously.
Scott reached up and kissed her warmly on the
lips. They slept in each others arms for the
first time since their honeymoon that night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Beth stepped off the subway and
nervously made her way through the station. She
tried to ignore the smiles from the men as she
walked by in her high heels, and the looks of
disdain from the women who tried to ignore her.
She had never dressed so slutty in her life.
Scott had taken her to a cheap discount clothes
store at lunch and picked out the slinkiest
clothes he could find.
Beth was strutting through the terminal
in cheap white leather high heels and pantyhose.
Scott had picked out a tight pink miniskirt that
just covered her only a few inches below her
panties. The tight pink blouse he picked out for
her barely covered her bra-less breasts, and the
blouse was cut to show off her shoulders and
bully button. She glanced down in embarrassment
to see her nipples poking out through the thin
material because of the cold night air. Her only
protection was the ample make up she had piled
onto her face to finish off Scott's prostitute
look. He even had her fluff her hair up high
like the girls she used to laugh at in school.
"Hey honey, I got a car in the lot over
there if ya want to make some quick cash."
Grumbled a dirty unshaven man who bumped up
against her. She thought she felt his erection
press against her ass during his brief contact
with her.
"What? I beg your pardon!" Beth hissed
in her arrogant controlling voice. The man
looked at her in confusion.
"Fifty bucks." He said with a smile.
"Fifty bucks for some fun before you hit the
street. You wont get twenty in an hour. I'm
paying for the freshness." The man groaned as he
reached out to take her by the arm.
"NO!" Beth replied and pulled away from
him. She walked down the street toward were
Scott had told her he would pick her up. Beth
was becoming slightly nervous at the prospect of
being out on the street for long.
Beth watched the tall skyscrapers
disappear behind her as she approached the adult
district. She placed her hand on her purse and
felt the can of mace waiting patiently for her
to call it into action. She stepped onto the
street Scott had told her about. She felt her
heart race in her chest. It was not even sun
down and there were other girls standing around.
The prostitutes gave her a quick glance and
turned away. Beth read the signs on the
buildings and shivered. The street was lined
with one hour hotels and smut shops as far as
she could see.
"Better keep on walkin girl! This block
is Lamar's block! He's skin ya alive you take
any the tricks from his street!" Cackled a
slutty black prostitute who was smoking a hand
rolled cigarette as she showed her legs to the
cars passing by.
"I wont." Beth said shamefully as she
hurried past the woman. She passed eight more
prostitutes before she finally came to a
relatively quiet section of the street. She
stopped and looked around. The sun was setting
quick and she thought it would be dark in no
time at all. She stood in front of a vacant
parking lot and stared down the street in both
directions. She seemed to be standing in a quiet
area between two very active sections of the
avenue. One block down in either direction, the
prostitutes were standing and waving to the
passing cars. Beth stood beside a pole and tried
to blend in without attracting attention.
"Hey honey. how much?" Asked a dark
black man with a beard as he pulled up to the
curb beside her. Beth felt herself tremble in
embarrassment.
"I'm not working yet." She said in her
dumbest voice. Trying to play the part for
Scott.
"Fifty bucks for a blow job! What ya
say?" Asked the man as he unlocked the door for
her. Beth smiled politely and shook her head no.
"ok! Sixty! But you better swallow!" Grunted the
man.
"No. I said I'm not working yet!" Beth
said. The man shook his head at her and sped
off. Beth smiled in relief. No sooner did he
pull over to the curb a block up, did another
car pull up beside her.
"twenty five for a blow job?" Asked the
greasy Latino behind the wheel. Beth shook her
head no. He spit at her and sped off.
Beth stood on the street impatiently
stroking the mace can in her purse as the cars
approached one after another to pick her up. She
began pacing restlessly trying to ignore them,
hoping Scott would hurry up and get here.
"hey girl! Come here!" Rasped a deep
voice from a white Cadillac with blacked out
windows that had just pulled up beside her. Beth
ignored the car a minute hoping it would speed
off too.
"Yo Bitch! get yo ass over here!"
Crooned the deep voice from inside the car. Beth
turned in shock and stared at the small slit in
the window trying to see who it was.
"I'm not working right now!" Beth
replied in her best dumb voice. The car window
rolled down and Beth saw the man propositioning
her. The face looking back at her was coal
black, shaved bald, large, and mean looking.
"Who the hell you working for? I aint
never seen you on this street before!" Growled
the man from inside the car. Beth looked down
the street for Scott's car, hoping he would
hurry.
"he's not here yet." Beth said shallowly
as she tried to compose herself. She tightened
her grip on the mace container.
"nobody works this street without talkin
to me first! Now get in this car while we wait
for yo pimp! I gonna just make a deal with him
before you start doin tricks!" Growled the
muscular black man from inside the car. Beth saw
the door pop open for her to climb in. She
stepped back and took hold of the mace can,
readying her flight.
"no! I cant!" Beth said with a rapidly
trembling tone. She started to step back when
she saw a pair of headlight shine into her face.
"Scott!" She cried softly to herself as
she ran to his car. She reached to the door and
found it locked. He rolled the window down for
her to talk to him.
"How much lady?" Scott asked dumbly as
he stared at his wife trembling outside the car
door. Beth frowned and stepped back.
"twenty five dollars." She said turning
on her dumb hooker voice. She stared at the
Cadillac waiting against the curb in front of
them.
"deal." Scott announced and unlatched
the car door. Beth hurried up and climbed into
his car. She was relieved to see him pull away
and leave the Cadillac waiting beside the curb.
Beth smiled and sat back in the seat. Scott's
little fantasy turned out all right after all.
"I'm takin ya to the one hour motel down
the road. What are you gonna do for twenty five
bucks lady?" Scott said excitedly. Beth smiled.
"Anything you want mister!" Beth giggled
as she reached over and placed her hand on his
crotch. She felt his erection throbbing beneath
his trousers and smiled. She would be ecstatic
if he made love to her for an entire hour, even
if it was in a sleazy motel.
"Were here!" Scott announced as he
pulled the car into the small u shaped lot
surrounded by motel rooms. Scott left her in the
car while he ran up to the office and got keys
to a room. When he returned, he eagerly led Beth
up the stairs to the second story room.
"Well here it is lady! Show me what you
got!" Scott laughed as he opened the door and
led Beth inside.
"OK mister!" Beth giggled as she looked
around the dingy room. It was the size of their
laundry room, just bed, closet sized bathroom,
and bolted down television. Scott turned on the
television and Beth was shocked to see an adult
movie light the screen up. She blushed beneath
the thick make up and then smiled. "let me blow
your cock first!" She chuckled dumbly and
dropped to her knees on the dirty carpet.
"Oh yeah, let me lay down!" Scott
stuttered as Beth unbuttoned his trousers. He
sat down on the bed and watched Beth pull his
raging hard on free. She immediately sucked it
into her mouth and began licking it. Beth never
sucked him before tonight and he felt like
taking her on the bed right then.
"Oh yeah mister! It's so big!" Beth
giggled dumbly as she held her husbands cock in
her hand and licked the head. She began wrapping
her lips around it experimentally, trying to see
how it fit in her mouth. Scott laid back on the
bed and she watched his expressions as she
experimented with sucking his pole in and
licking it. She did this for five minutes while
he flinched and groaned wildly on the bed before
her. They didn't notice the footsteps on the
walk outside the room, or the face peering
though the crack in the curtains.
"Oh god! I think I'm gonna cum in your
mouth if you keep that up!" Scott groaned as he
thrust his hips up and plunged his cock into
Beth's suckling mouth. Beth smiled and pulled
her head free, not wanting his semen any were
near her mouth or face.
"Oh baby! Don't ya want the rest of me
first?" Beth said seductively as she stood up
before him and posed for him. Scott smiled with
wonder as he watched Beth wiggle her hips and
slowly slide her fingers into the waistband of
the tiny miniskirt. Neither he nor she heard the
noise of Lamar jimmying the door open with a
credit card. When the door swung open, Beth had
worked her skirt down just around her waist and
was about to pull it completely down to her
ankles.
"MOVIN IN ON MY TERRITORY HUH!" Lamar
shouted as he took Beth by the hair and flung
her against the wall. She fell down confused and
dazed before she could even utter a word. Scott
jumped up in fright, his trousers hanging down
around his knees. "Muther fucker! Are your the
girls man? HUH?" Shouted Lamar.
"yes.." Scott uttered sheepishly as he
stared at the knife wielding black man standing
menacingly before him.
"You dumb muther fucker! I'm gonna teach
you to slide your girls in on my territory!"
Lamar shouted as he swung his massive fist
through the air and connected with Scott's jaw.
Beth had opened her eyes in time to see her
husband smack into the dingy carpeted floor with
a thud. She screamed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Scott woke from the coma three months
later. His family spent the week nursing him
back onto his feet. Beth had not been heard from
since the night of his beating. The police had
told him she had probably been murdered. Scott
remembered the sight of the large muscular black
man forcing his huge penis into Beth's tight
pussy. She screamed, he screamed, and the black
man laughed, telling him the girl worked for him
now. Scott had jumped up to fight twice, and
each time been knocked out. The last thing he
remembered was looking down from the balcony as
a muscular black man pushed his screaming wife
into his car. Lamar had been hefting him over
the rail to the concrete below. On his way down
he stared at his screaming wife sitting in the
back seat of their car.
Scott went home after a week. Not saying
anything to his family about what had happened
to Beth the night he was beaten. He built up his
strength, and went back to work at the law firm.
He received the condolences from all his
collogues about the tragedy he endured. The loss
of his wife. Scott was unable to believe Beth
had been murdered.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Scott drove into the city two weeks
after his recovery. He pulled onto hooker row
and began to slowly drive down the road, keeping
his eyes open for the pimp who had beaten him
into a coma months ago.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Beth stepped out of the car and took a
tissue form her purse. She wiped the cum from
her hand and watched her last customer drive
away. The black man had wanted a quick blow job
and she had earned another ten dollars for
Lamar. As she took out her compact and reapplied
her lip stick, Sandy stepped up to her and
smiled.
"Girl you ready to head on over to the
house, the big spenders just about ready to come
out!" Sandy squeaked as she stared at Beth. Beth
looked up like a mouse and smiled. Sandy was
Beth's boss ever since Lamar sent her out on the
streets to earn money two months ago.
"ok. do you think Lamar will give me
some extra crack for doing good tonight?" Beth
sighed hoping she would get some extra relief.
Beth had recently given up her struggles to
resist Lamar's total control of her body. Now,
Beth flowed with his plans for her and hoped for
every small pleasure he would give her.
"yeah girl! He might. I think he might
even take off that choker collar he makes you
wear. You been fuckin and suckin like a real
whore these past two weeks. I think he's ready
to set you loose." Sandy grinned wide lipped at
Beth. Beth watched the large gold tooth in the
husky black woman's mouth glitter in the street
light. Sandy had been doing tricks for ten years
now, that is why Lamar put her in charge of
Beth.
Beth smiled back. She had a gap in her
upper front teeth from where Lamar had punched
her. It was one of the last lessons she learned
before submitting completely to the black pimps
orders. As she walked down the street with the
older hooker, she straightened her breasts under
the thin tube top. The last john had groped her
tits roughly while she blew his cock in the car.
She smiled at the thought of loosing the dog
choker. Lamar made her wear the collar to
display his lack of trust in her. The other
hookers treated her like trash because Lamar
singled her out.
"I hope he does, The johns sometimes
grab it and choke me with it. They call me a
little white dog." Beth said quietly to her
companion. In the beginning, when she resisted,
It was just Lamar who fucked her. He fucked her
for over a month while she learned to obey him.
Then Lamar found a different white girl and sent
her out to the streets. Beth despised Carrie for
moving in and moving her out. Carrie worshipped
Lamar and did everything he asked, including
humiliating Beth. Lamar had Sandy bleach Beth's
hair blond to match Carries long blond hair. In
the end, Lamar chose Carrie, and Beth was sent
to the streets to hook.
"Girl you talk to much! Don't you worry
what they call you, just as long as they got the
money to pay you when it's over! You is a little
white dog!" Sandy cackled. Beth winced at the
large woman's shrill voice as she laughed at
her. Beth thought back to the last two months on
the street. She must have fucked a hundred men a
week, and nearly all of them where black men. To
them, she was just a little white tramp,
something to fuck and abuse, to blame all there
problems on.
The two women where now nearly in front
of Lamar's house. She looked at the street in
front of the building and saw Lamar sitting down
with five black men of his posse. She had fucked
each one of them at least a dozen times already.
They where large and rough, they treated her
badly, but they never hurt her like Lamar did.
When she went into the hotel, she knew Lamar
would give her a couple of hits of crack when
she turned over the evening's money. Then she
would wait in the front room for the men to
stroll in. She figured she would fuck at least
two dozen men tonight and make Lamar over a
thousand dollars.
"Hey girl, looks like you got one last
customer, and fucken shit, looks like a white
boy!" Sandy cackled softly as the brown sedan
pulled up to the curb beside the two women. Beth
stood silently by the gate to Lamar's house
while Sandy bent down to the window and
negotiated the price for her. She heard Sandy
laugh and point back to her. Then she stepped
away and nodded. Beth pulled her breasts up high
and strutted over to the car.
"Ok mister, what did ya agree on?" Beth
said softly as she opened the car door and sat
down in the seat. She looked down at the johns
crotch without looking him in the face, and
noticed he wasn't hard yet, she had begun to
hate the ones that took a long time to get off.
"Uhhh. Uhhh. Beth. Is that really you?"
Said the voice beside her. Beth broke the first
rule of hooking and stared at the man sitting
beside her. She had not been called Beth since
before the night. Lamar called her Vanilla, most
of the other girls called her doggie. He jaw
froze in fear as she stared at her husband.
"Scott! Oh my god! Oh my god! Lamar said
he killed you! He said he broke your neck!" Beth
stuttered weakly as the memories of her previous
life came flooding back to her.
"He beat me up really bad. I was in a
coma for the last four months. Oh god Beth I'm
sorry!" Scott said as tears streamed from his
eyes. Beth looked out the window at Sandy as she
stood on the curb waiting, smoking a cigarette.
She looked a bit further and saw Lamar and the
five thugs of his possie watched her closely.
"Scott, you have to get out of here. He
is going to kill you if he thinks your gonna
take me away! He will. They've killed before!"
Beth said realizing how close Lamar was to
sending his thugs out to the car to check on
her. "They're expecting you to pull into the
alley for a few minutes. Go ahead, do it. Before
they recognize you."
"We have to get out of here Beth. I'm
gonna take you home. This nightmare is over!"
Scott cried out emotionally. Beth stared at her
long lost husband and frowned.
"NO! They have guns! You would never
make it down the block if you tried to pull
away. They kill men for trying to get away
without paying, especially white men! Oh Shit,
how much money do you have?" Beth said
nervously. Scott looked at her in wonder and
pulled out his wallet. He had sixty dollars
total in his pocket.
"Beth what do you mean?" He said weakly
as he pulled the car into the alley and beside a
trash dumpster. Beth looked back to the street
and saw Sandy leaning on the building waiting,
and watching.
"God damn it Scott!" Beth nearly
screamed. She knew Sandy was waiting to see her
head disappear while she started her business.
"They will kill you in a second if they think
you are her for me. Pretend like you came here
for sex!" Beth whimpered fearfully as she
unzipped Scott's trousers and fished his penis
out. "Relax! This is what you wanted when you
brought me here in the first place!" Beth hissed
as she dropped her mouth down to his lap and
skillfully sucked his limp rod into her mouth.
"Oh my god Beth! What's happened to
you?" Scott stuttered as he felt Beth's lips
lock around his cock sucking him hard.
"I survived!" Beth hissed as she broke
her lips free of his cock for a moment. "Now
I've got ten minutes left with you, how are you
going to sneak me out of here? You can't just
stroll in and drive out! They would kill us both
before we got out of the city!" Beth said as she
pulled her lips back around Scott's penis. She
unconsciously compared his cock with all the
hundreds of others she had sucked and fucked in
the last three months. He was dismally small
compared to all of them.
"I'm gonna get you out!" Scott groaned
as he looked in the rear view mirror. In
addition to the black hooker standing in the
alley behind them, there was now a couple of
stocky black men standing there too. "How can I
do it?"
"I don't know!" Beth whimpered as she
broke her wet lips free of his cock. "Come to
the crack house tonight. I do tricks till late
in the morning. Bring money and buy me for an
hour. We can take a room and talk it out in
private." Beth saw two shadows coming down the
alley and realized she was not sucking. If
Lamar's men caught her talking and not sucking
they would hurt her badly. She pulled Scott's
cock into her mouth and sucked it hard. She
heard him groan out loudly.
"Hey Whitey! What the fuck are you doin
in this part of town?" boomed Lamar's largest
enforcer as he bent down to look into the car.
Scott turned pale as the large black man pushed
his huge head through his window and stared at
him. Beth kept her face locked to his cock even
though he tried to push her off.
"I. I. I just." Scott stuttered
fearfully. The large black man smiled and shook
his head.
"Well you times up! Pay the girl and get
the fuck out of here! You white assed muther
fuckers aint' welcome here!" The large man
smiled at Scott and flashed a revolver from a
shoulder harness. Scott felt his penis shrink
immediately even though Beth was sucking hard on
it. Beth felt something warm squirt from his
cock and she thought he was coming, then as he
mouth filled with the salty yellow liquid she
realized he had peed himself.
"OK Mister!" Beth groaned as she spit
out the yellow liquid into the seat and pushed
his squirting penis back into his pants. "That's
ten bucks. You heard him, I gotta go now." Beth
had had worse things happen to her than piss in
her mouth, but she never thought Scott would be
capable of such a thing. She stared at him
hoping he would snap out of his panic. She saw
his crotch turning dark with his urine. "Come on
mister, pay up!" Beth said. Scott looked out the
side window at the Large brute waiting for his
wife, then he pulled a ten dollar bill out and
handed it to her.
"Thanks!" Beth said as she stuffed the
bill into her tube top and climbed out of the
car. Scott watched her fall in beside the two
black men and the black whore as they walked out
of the alley. He sat there another ten minutes
as his heart eased up in his chest and he was
finally able to hold the wheel without shaking.
Continued in Part 2
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