Chapter 3

Justin stepped into the living room where Constance was bound on the table.

"Leave us," he told the others, and they exited the room without confrontation. Constance stared at him as he approached her, a small grin appearing on his rugged face. "I just finished with your little friend upstairs. Funny, i didn't know she was a virgin. She screamed a lot! Are you?" When constance didn't answer, he shoved first a finger, then two into her tight cunt. Constance didn't make a sound. She wasn't sure whether she liked it or not. She had never been touched down there by anyone but herself, but the way she did it was very soft. Justin was being really rough, ripping her open just enough to slide two more fingers in there. At that point, she let out a scream of pain. She had never been stretched that wide, and she was dreading the insertion of his enormous cock. She turned her head slightly to the large screen on the wall. She had a straight clear view of her pussy being stretched almost to breaking point. When Justin got hard again, he grabbed her by the hair and slammed her mouth onto his dick.

"Smile pretty for the camera, bitch," he said as he stared at her pussy on screen. She was now leaning on her knees over the edge of the table. Her head was being forced onto Justin's massive weapon and pushed to the point where if she would have put her hand on the back of her neck, she might even have felt his cock nearly go trough her throat. After what seemed an eternity, he finally let her go, throwing her down hard against the table on her back, her legs widely spread, and he clambered between them. She used all her force to evade him from her soft pink center, but to no avail. In fact, her resisting him made him angry, and he leaned in closer to her and whispered in her ear:

"Don't be foolish, you little slut. You're going to take it whether you want to or not, and if you try to fight me again, I'll beat you so hard you wont know which way is up when it's all said and done. Now be a good little girl and spread em' before Lucy'll cut you from C to A." Constance closed her eyes and dreamed of being in her bed, alone, and sleeping peacefully. She remembered thinking the previous night that she was bored and lonesome, but at this moment she would give anything to feel that way again. Justin kept Lucy on her throat for easy access and without warning, drove himself head first into her tight little cunt. She wanted to scream with pain, but the fear of her throat getting cut was too much to bare. Justin wanted her to scream. He put Lucy down, grabbed Constance's hair and forced her head sideways to the large screen. Constance kept her eyes shut until Justin yelled: "Open your eyes bitch! I want you to see exactly what I'm doing to you!" Constance opened her eyes and was horrified by the scene she was forced to watch. She saw herself getting raped by the largest cock she had ever seen in her life! Blood was dripping down her thighs, and tears were streaming down her face. Suddenly her phone rang, which was on the table beside Justin. He stopped thrusting long enough to see who it was that was calling her at two in the morning, and the caller ID read "Out of area", and Justin was intrigued. He stopped fucking her, and picked up the phone.

"Constance, is that you? Where are you? I've been trying to reach you since midnight to wish you a happy new year. Is everything ok?"

"Who the fuck is this, nigga?" Yelled Justin into the phone. He recognised the voice on the other end of the receiver but could not identify it.

"Oh fuck, Justin, where's my sister? I swear you hurt her and my crew's coming for you!"

"Jonny? Is that you? You mean to tell me this little cunt I'm raping right now is the big Crip's little sister? Damn, I'm better at this than I thought!" he laughed into the phone.

"You're dead, fucker! You hear me? Dead!" and he hung up.

Justin closed the phone and turned towards Constance, whose face was a shade of bright red.

"Now there's my color, bitch, I knew you had it in you!" He grabbed his phone off the table and made a phone call.

"Yo, check this shit out," he said into the receiver, "I got Crip bitch Jonny's little sister tied up on the table here, wanna have some fun when I'm done with her?" pause. "K, come on over in like 10 to 20 minutes, and bring Dennis. You know how much he hates that fuck. K, later boys." He turned to face her. "You're in for a rough night little lady. No one likes you in this neighbourhood, let alone your brother. But don't worry, we'll get him next." The smile on his face stretched even wider as he climbed back on top of Constance and continued his sex-capades. He turned her over onto her stomach, and laid flat on top of her. His erect cock thrust itself into her pussy from behind, and in seconds she came all over him and the table. She turned a shade of flustered pink, ashamed of what she had done.