One Short Stop Before Dinner
Copyright© 2024 by Ted E. Bear
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - Husband, wife, and daughter are kidnapped by a black gang and sexually assaulted. The daughter is forced into prostitution by the gang.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Blackmail NonConsensual Reluctant Gay Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Crime Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Father Daughter BDSM DomSub Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture Gang Bang Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Food Oral Sex Sex Toys Water Sports Small Breasts Prostitution
As the men left the motel room to talk and smoke while Ernie kept Ariel company two cars in the street watched the scene quietly. As Leonard and the three men stood outside the motel smoking and talking they started their cars and drove into the parking lot slowly. The two black drug dealers thought Ariel was a good fuck, and thought perhaps another visit to her mother would be fun before they left. The Mexican started dickering about how much Leonard wanted for Ariel, he didn’t think he should pay for Edith as she technically didn’t belong to Leonard. As they talked Leonard saw the two cars pull into the parking lot of the motel.
They were both late model sedans, dark in color and inside each car were two white men. The cars parked several feet away from the four men, one in front of them and the other off to there rear. As the men exited the cars Leonard saw they were dressed in slacks and sports jackets and had the look of police officers, each carried a flashlight in their left hands.
“Shit” one of the black drug dealers muttered.
“Don’t worry bout it, this be my property and we be allowed to have guns on private property. Jus be cool man and lets see what they want. Don’t do nothing ... if they hassle us my lawyers git us out so don’t be doin nothing foolish” he advised the three.
Leonard turned his attention to the two officers approaching him. “What’s up man, this be private property and I own it. What you want” he asked almost respectfully.
“Leonard Washington” one man asked with a slight European accent.
“Yea I be him ... now what you want man”?
In reply to his question the four men drew 9MM semi automatic pistols from their waistbands and opened fire. The weapons had silencers so the only sound was the muffled report of the dozen or so shots that ripped into the bodies of the four men. They slumped down onto the pavement twitching as blood gushed out of the holes punctured into their bodies. Two of the men calmly walked over to each body and placed a single shot into their head splashing brain matter, bone and blood all over the pavement.
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