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Cut Off | cretan_bull14 | 4

 

Mackenna gasped in horror as Dallas opened the door to the apartment. The place was a disaster. The whole apartment smelled like rotting shit. Save for a fancy coat rack, there wasn’t a single spot of clean to be found. The bed was a moldy, old mattress sitting on the floor with at least half a dozen springs poking out of it. The television was just a shell with no picture tube. A small bowl near the bed was filled with some awful mess. There were roaches crawling everywhere.

“What the hell is this?” Mackenna screamed at the top of her lungs.

“It’s your new home dolly. At least until you make me some money!!!” Dallas laughed as he shoved his new trick inside.

With a flick of his wrist, Dallas had the door locked and his coat hanging up on the rack. Mackenna tried to push past him, but he quickly wrapped his arms around her and carried her to what remained of the mattress. Screams erupted from Mackenna’s mouth and tears fell from her eyes as he slammed the helpless girl down. As she hit the mattress, a rat scurried out from a hole in the side and ran towards a crack in the wall.

SMACK!!! Dallas’ hand cracked across her face. Mackenna

“You best cut that shit out ‘fore I get really mad!!! Now, don’t go doing nothing stupid girlie, and you won’t get hurt!!! You see, I own this neighborhood, and everything in it. Which means I own YOU!!! Now, I’m gonna test out my new merchandise. If you’re any good, you’ll be out workin’ the streets soon. Once you make me some serious money, I’ll let you move up in the world, but ‘til then, you’re just my newest ho!!! NOW, OFF WITH YOUR CLOTHES!!!” He said as he dropped his pants and put them on the coat rack.

Mackenna was in too much of a haze to realize that her pimp was getting angry with her. She stayed motionless on the bed as he slowly stepped closer to her, waiting for her to do as she was told.

“Bitch, you tryin’ ta piss me off, ‘cuz you doin’ a good job!” Dallas lost his polite demeanor and showed his roots.

“Pleeeassse, let me go! I won’t tell anyone, if you just let me go!!!” She pleaded with him.

“You sho’ is dumb! Do you think anyone around here is gonna give two shits about me forcing you to do this?” He scoffed at her. “Now, you start taking them clothes off, or I’ll start cutting them off, and if I hit skin, that’s too bad for you!!!”

Mackenna tried to think her way out of the situation her shenanigans got her into but there was only one way around it…

 

And what way is that?

 
 
 

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