Chapter 2

No Escape when I passed by him again.

Terry shook his cup of three pennies as his eyes danced at me. I slid around him nearly running to the LINK stop. ‘What was he doing here how could he even dare to look at me! Should I call the police, if I did what would I tell them? I managed to let my breath out after boarding the train and for the rest of the week, I went to bed early and walked to the farther stop.

I made a decision that weekend that I couldn’t let that awful man take five hours of my life every week and it was too late to call the police, I dared myself to overcome his evil by standing up to his threat. Monday morning I walked right past him as he jangled his cup, I didn’t look at him but imagined his eyes sparkling,”You didn’t apologize to Angus,” he told me one day, I ignored him. He repeated it, the next day. I saw his eyes that time they burned with what, I didn’t know, but they frightened me. After his third accusation I left home early and walked to the corner shops avoiding Terry altogether. Angus’ BBQ was closed meaning it was the same day of the week when Terry had ***** my mouth, “Third time’s the charm, Bitch,” the large black man lunged out of the building’s shadow and grabbed me striking me before I could scream, “Hush,” then he dragged me behind one of the garbage bins.

“Terry, please, I’ll give you money, don’t do this again, I beg you,” I whispered.

He clobbered me, “Shut up,” he hissed and spun my dazed body thrusting me against the concrete blocks holding back the hill above us, “You think you’re so fucking prestigious, eating here after humiliating me in front of my friend,” his fat pinned me face first against the wall.

“I ... I...” I didn’t dare talk, I felt his hands pawing at my knee skirt.

“Spread your legs, Bitch,” he slapped the inside of my thighs.

“No, PLEASE,” I would rather die ... Terry grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so hard he nearly cracked my neck. I yelled but he was ready stuffing a nasty glove into my mouth to deaden my outburst. He ripped my skirt pulling it up over my girdle revealing my backside.

“Your cunt isn’t too good for anybody, and I’m going to prove it to you,” I heard him unzipping.

“NO,” I wailed into the glove’s grime.

“Shut up,” He swatted my ass even through my girdle and panties his hand left a mark.

“Oww!”

“White cunt, you came back here because you wanted this, you knew the BBQ was closed.”

“NO,” I shook my head.

He struck my ass harder, “Shut the fuck up, Bitch,” fat fingers dug into my girdle and pulled it down over my hurting ass, “This ain’t going to save you,” after dragging my girdle to the ground his hand ripped my panties off! Something thicker than his fingers but narrower than his arm prodded my behind, he dug a hefty cock head between my upper thighs burrowing for my cunt. He had to lift his enormous belly and land it over my bent waist to give his prick a chance to find its mark. I sobbed neck cranked back, ass battered and now a filthy dick was trying to pierce me. I couldn’t shake my head for fear of cracking ita and ending up crippled like my husband, “OWW,” I squealed when his cock found my pussy lips.

“Ain’t wet,” he snorted, “As if I care,” he shoved his prick, but missed the tight hole within, we both yelped! He smacked my ass, twice, “Open up, Bitch,” I stepped wider what else could I do? His free hand grasped his cock and stirred it around my vulva. It seated quickly against the entrance to my vagina, “I’m gonna take it easy, this time but it’ll hurt for both of us,” his thick tool pried its way into my dry cunt hole as I sobbed and squealed. Terry’s cock scraped up my resisting chute filling me unlike Donald’s toothbrush width cock, I wailed glad for the disgusting gag. If anybody heard us I would have died, I almost blacked out when he was halfway in me, Terry thrust hard stuffing me with the rest of his prick, he hollered, “FUCK,” I screamed, it only allowed more gloves to fill my mouth, “Not feeling so high and mighty are you,” Terry growled, “Got a dirty nigger cock in your crack and you have nothing to stop it from fucking you, claiming you,” his massive belly lay on my back like a second ******.