Raunchy 2 (139 page)

SHAGGY
MASKS

Shaggy followed Passion’s cousin’s car, which she’d stolen again, as she drove to a motel in Washington D.C. He carried a gun, rope and duct tape, all of which he planned to use that night. When she parked, he parked also, three spaces away from her. Once she got out, and looked both ways, he waited to catch her slipping before running up on her. Rushing behind her as she stood at the door, he held a gun firmly to her waist.

“Open the fucking door.” He said in her ear. He looked behind him and no one was in sight. “Before I kill you.”
“Please don’t hurt me! I won’t tell nobody nothing, Shaggy. I promise. I’m leaving town and everything,” she cried. “As far as I’m concerned Xion and his aunt had it coming. The police won’t be able to ask me shit.”
“Open the door.” He said slowly.
“I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t hurt me.” She continued.
“I got a lot I want from you.” He said. “For starters open this door and don’t make me ask you again.”
Once the door was open he pushed her inside and saw someone sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV. It was slightly dark inside the room so his eyes had to adjust.
“Sit over there next to your nigga.” He said.
“What’s going on?” The person said. “Who is he, baby?”
Shaggy hearing his voice walked up to them and said, “Hold up, this the nigga you fucking with?” He cut the lamp on.
Passion nodded. “Yes.”
“This the one you say you love? The one who recently had your mind fucked up and made you cut me off?”
“Yes. This him but I promised Jay I’d leave you alone, too.”
“I know you!” Passion’s nigga said to Shaggy. “You…you killed my girlfriend, Glitter!”
Shaggy squinted and said, “Oh snap! I know you too. I was gonna kill you that night, with your girl, but my mans didn’t want no parts of it.” He laughed. “It’s a small fucking world.” He looked at Passion and said, “Wow, Passion, I can’t believe you fucking a bitch! For real?”
“What are you talking about?” Passion said looking at her boyfriend sideways. “I’m not dealing with no bitch.”
He lowered his eyes and said, “Hold up, you don’t know?” He said moving his gun between them both. “You really don’t know this a girl. She go to school with you and everything.”
“You go to Friendly?” Passion asked.
“Yeah. You too?” Madjesty responded.
Everything happened in a matter of a few months. And with Madjesty never going to school, and never meeting any of Jayden’s friends, the girls never crossed paths.
“I can’t believe this shit!” Shaggy joked.
The look in Madjesty’s eyes pled with him to leave the matter alone. Pled with him to keep her secret. She’d rather die than to see her secret revealed to Denise, who she now knew as Passion. When it was all said and done she’d rather die than be ousted as a girl.
“This is not a girl.” Passion frowned. “This is my boyfriend. I’ve had sex with him and everything. I seen his dick.”
He laughed. “Did you really see this nigga’s dick?”
“Yes.”
“Well he must got both!” He couldn’t get over the situation and decided to have a little fun before fulfilling Jayden’s wishes. “You trying to tell me, that this bitch fucked you before?” he chuckled. “With a dick?”
“Yes. More than once.”
“This is Jayden’s sister. I think her name is Madjesty or some shit like that.” Then he looked at Mad. “What’s your name?”
“Wags!” Denise interrupted.
He shook his head and pointed the gun at Passion. “Shut the fuck up!” He looked at Madjesty. “What’s your name?”
“Mad.”
He laughed so hard he temporarily lowered his weapon. “See.”
“I’m confused.” Passion said. “I…I don’t understand.”
“Stand up.” Shaggy said deciding to get the fun started. “I’ma show you what’s up right now.”
“What are you doing?” Madjesty asked.
“Stand the fuck up!” She stood. “Good. Now take off your shirt.”
She removed one. “Please don’t do this.” She pleaded.
“Damn, how many of them mothafuckas you wearing? Take the other one off too.”
“No.” Madjesty said shaking her head. “I can’t do this. I can’t do this in front of her.”
Suddenly nothing was funny anymore. “You think I’m fucking playing with you? You think it’s a fucking game?” He paused. “TAKE YOUR FUCKING SHIRT OFF NOW! ALL OF ‘EM!” he screamed.
Against her will, she took off all of her shirts and stood before them with a bounded chest. The Ace Bandages wrapped so tightly around her breasts, that it eliminated all form.
“Take that shit off too. Whatever the fuck that is.”
Madjesty looked at Passion who was crying so hard her face was completely wet. Seeing the disappointment on Passion’s face caused Mad’s heart to ache all kind of ways. She lied and manipulated someone who she grew to love, and now she would be ousted as fake, a phony, and even worse in her opinion…a girl.
Not being able to deal with the humiliation, she dropped to her knees and said, “Kill me! Please! I asked you before to kill me but I’m begging you to do it now.”
Shaggy remembering she wanted to die the day he killed Glitter, wouldn’t fulfill her request tonight either. He wouldn’t be satisfied until he stripped her of her clothes and dignity. Truth was he didn’t like the idea of Passion dumping him for a broad, and he hated that Madjesty was trying to be one of them. A man. A dude.
Shaggy had a lot of shit going on at home which caused him to hate so hard. For instance his mother was dying of complications associated with Syphilis and his father fucked every girlfriend he’d ever had. He hated his life and he hated the people in it.
“No. I’m not gonna kill you. I want you to take off the fucking bandage. Now.” She wouldn’t move. She’d given up and he knew it because he saw it in her eyes. He couldn’t threaten someone who was ready to die. Thinking on his feet he thought of plan B. “Take it off or I’ll kill her.” He walked up to Passion and pressed the barrel to her head. Then he cocked his weapon. “I’ll blow her fucking brains out; I’m not fucking with you.”
“No!” Passion cried. “Don’t kill me, Shaggy!”
“Please…,” Madjesty said with outreached hands. “Don’t hurt her.”
“Well stand the fuck up and take off the bandages. And while you’re at it, your other clothes too!”
Not wanting her lover to die and attempting to spare her life she stood up and unwrapped the bandages until she revealed a fully developed set of 32 A cup breast. Passion couldn’t believe it as her boyfriend transformed into a girl right before her eyes.
“The pants, too. Take them off.”
Slowly Madjesty removed her pants, her body jerking as the tears came down harder. When her boxers dropped to the floor, a brown rubber dick, matching her skin tone, which was connected to a black leather strap hung between her legs.
Shaggy walked up to her and snatched the strap and the dick off revealing a hairy mound. “This is what you fucked?” He said walking up to Passion with the rubber dick in his hand. “This is what you thought was real?” Passion was beside herself with embarrassment. “Open your mouth.”
“What?” Passion replied.
“I said open your mouth.” He repeated.
“SHAGGY, PLEASE STOP!!!!!” Passion screamed.
“Bitch, shut the fuck up,” he paused. “I just want you to taste the difference between rubber and a real dick. This is for future references only of course.” He laughed.
Passion opened her jaws and he shoved it in her mouth. The rubbery scent made her feel foolish. How could she think that was real? When he finished with the rubber dick he dropped it to the floor. Then he unzippened his pants and forced his soft dick into her mouth, all while the gun remained pointed at her head.
When he was done proving a point, he pulled his penis out. Still limp he said, “Taste the difference?”
“Yes.” Passion cried. Looking at Madjesty she said, “So s…so when we were making love.” Passion continued, her face red, “that day. With the blood. You…you had your…you had your period didn’t you?” “Please, baby. I’m so sorry.” Madjesty cried. “I wanted to tell you but you said you didn’t like girls. And I didn’t want to lose you. I didn’t want you to leave me.”
“ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!” She pointed at her, crying harder than ever. “Stop playing games with me and answer the question.” She looked at her with pleading eyes. “Please. You owe me that.” “Yes.” Her head dropped in shame.
Not being able to hold her day’s food, Passion threw up in the trashcan next to the bed. It took two minutes to regain control of her bodily functions.
Madjesty stood in the middle of the floor covering her breasts with one hand and her hairy vagina with the other.
Thinking the shit was beyond funny Shaggy said, “Something still ain’t right.” He looked her over. Suddenly as if he had an idea he said, “I know…take off the cap.”
“Please…I’ve done everything you’ve asked me. I can’t…” Her speech was halted by a crashing blow to the face.
Slowly he said, “Take off…the fucking hat.”
Reluctantly, she did and an extremely attractive female appeared before his eyes. So attractive that where his dick was soft when it was in Passion’s mouth a minute ago, it was now rock hard. Madjesty Phillips’ body was flawless. From the curves of her hips to the fullness of her breasts, she was perfect in his eyes.
He had to have her because unlike Passion and a lot of other bitches at school, he would bet the house that no nigga fucked her before. His mind went into overdrive at how he’d be able to fuck two sisters. He was beside himself with excitement.
“Sit down.” He told her. “On the bed.”
Once Madjesty sat down he tied Passion on a chair in the room and duct taped her mouth shut. When he was sure she couldn’t move, or speak, he ordered Madjesty to lie down on the bed.
She didn’t move. She knew what he wanted.
“How do you pronounce your name again?” He asked walking up to her.
“Madjesty.” She said in a low voice, her tone feminine because she was scared. Since he stripped her of her self-respect, she felt helpless.
“Madjesty, huh? I like that name.”
“Thank you.” She said lightly. “I did what you wanted me to do. Can you…can you please let us go? If not me…can you let her go? I don’t want her to see me like this anymore.”
“Naw, baby.” He said walking up to her. “I ain’t letting nobody go right now. I want you to lay on the bed with your legs open.”
Madjesty looked up at his face and saw his lust. “Wh…why?”
In a low hush voice he said, “Don’t make me ask you again.” He said pointing at Passion with his gun. She flinched. “Because the next thing you’ll hear will be the sound of my gun and the splatter of her brains against these walls.” He whispered. “I’ll make it so she’ll have to have a closed casket funeral. I promise.” He paused. “Now you say you love her. So prove it. Lay down. Legs open.”
Madjesty lay on the bed and he crawled on top of her. Admiring her small breast he ran his tongue around the nipple and it felt like bugs were crawling all over her body. Just his touch. Just his feel. Made her want to die. Taking his pants down he allowed his dick to roam free.
“Please don’t. Don’t do this.” Madjesty cried. “Don’t do this to me.”
“Hmmmmm,” he kissed her neck. “I think you gonna like it.” He smelled the masculine cologne she wore on her skin and was slightly turned off until he pawned her breasts with his free hand. The gun remained firmly in the other as he suckled her breasts.
“OH MY GOD!” she trembled. “DON’T DO THIS TO ME! PLLLLLEEEEASSE!”
As his tongue ran over her nipple life was taken out of her body. His touch, his caress exemplified everything she hated about her body and she cursed God for making her what her mind said she wasn’t.
“I’m a boy! Please stop!” she cried. “Please!”
Thinking she was losing her mind he looked at her and said, “Shawty, if you are a nigga, I’m officially gay.”
As if he didn’t humiliate her enough, he entered her. The tightness of her pussy aroused him so much, that he knew he couldn’t get more than ten or fifteen pumps tops, before it would all be over and he wanted the moment to last. So he looked at her pretty face and stopped moving. A face that although wet with tears, was beautiful.
“Why you wanna be a boy? When you so fucking sexy?”
When she didn’t answer he used his dick as a weapon and said, “Don’t make me put this in your ass. Now answer the fucking question.”
“This all I know.” She cried. “All I know…”
Not knowing what she meant or even caring, he raped her over and over again. He’d bust one time and rested. Raped her again fifteen minutes later and took a longer break. The entire ordeal lasted for over an hour. Madjesty checked out after the first two times and she no longer cared.
Her mind went to happier times. Like the day she first met Wagner, and how much love he poured on her. She thought about Jayden, and how they would play the roach game at home when they were alone. She even thought about Tisa before her mind moved quickly to Glitter. She wanted those thoughts to keep her company because she knew after this, life for her was officially over. If not by him by her own hands.
When she glanced over and saw the disgust on Passion’s face, she knew Passion would rather die than to be with her again if they made it out of this alive. This gave her nothing else to live for. The smell of metal was heavy in the room as she bled from her virginity being stripped away by a complete lunatic.
When he was done, he rose up, got dressed and untied Passion. He let the duct tape remain over her mouth so he could get her out of the room without her saying a word.
When Passion was no longer bound he said, “Stand up.” Passion did. Then he looked over at Madjesty who was in a fetal position balled up on the bed. Naked. “You got some good ass pussy.” He said. “Too bad I’m got orders to kill you.”
With that he shot her and walked out of the room with Passion.
Leaving Madjesty for dead.