by badcompany8888 » Wed Oct 16, 2019 9:36 pm
Sorry I'm such a slow asshole and it takes half a year to post an update. Seriously, I'll try to do better!
1 week later…
The Cadillac's big Vortec six-liter rumbled southbound down the interstate at a solid clip in the left lane. Trixi kept one hand on the wheel, with a smoke pinched between her fingers and the other on her passenger's crotch.
“Shit...damn girl, you can't be teasin’ me the whole way there!” Jaxson protested as he squirmed in the leather seat. “We gots a long drive!’
Trixi giggled, “I can't help it! I think I'm hooked!” She grinned at him with a gleam in her eye.
“You know what? I need to thank Alexis next time we come up to visit.”
“Haha, yeah? What fo?”
“Cuz, if she hadn't been sleeping with my idiot husband, you and me would have never met!”
“Awww, you sweet like sugar, girl!” Jaxson said with a grin. He looked over his shoulder at the bags of product in the back. “Depending on how well this shit moves down in your hood, we might be headin’ back up for a restock in… maybe a month, I'm guessin’. You can thank her then.”
“All I know is your weed beats the shit out of the shit Shasta and I smoke back home.”
“Yeah, well, it ain't just weed back there.” Jaxson looked in the rearview mirror. “You ought to slow down some, we don't need no shit from five-0. You got a black man in a Cadillac, we already got a target on us.”
The grin didn't fade from Trixi's lips. “You need to relax!” She fumbled with his zipper and fished his big tool out. While keeping the Cadillac between the lines she started stroking the cock she couldn't get enough of all week.
******Back in Detroit******
Shasta walked through the door, carrying two big Burger King bags. It was always Burger King. Alexis was so sick of Burger King she could puke. But Shasta threatened to feed it back to her if she did, and Alexis didn't want to test her.
“What you want first, ho? Breakfast or pussy?” Shasta asked.
“Breakfast,” Alexis replied quietly. She learned if she didn't answer Shasta would decide for her, and always picked having her pussy eaten first. At least with breakfast Shasta would give her a pill and by the time came to lick her cunt out she would be out of it.
Shasta held the little white pill between her fingers and Alexis opened her mouth. She swallowed down with a sip of warm coke with her free hand. The other was still tied to the bedpost. Shasta always kept one bound but alternated which one she let her use to eat and drink.
Shasta dumped the bags out onto the bed next to her. Six breakfast sandwiches this time. She had been adding one per day she was here. She didn't know how she got the 5th one down yesterday, and now it looked like she was going to be struggling even harder.
It was obvious to Alexis that Shasta was fattening her up. It had to be some weird form of revenge. She just had to go with it. She had to be good, eat, let this awful woman pack 20 pounds on her or whatever, and then work her ass off and lose it when she managed to get out of this place.
Alexis unwrapped one and dug in, knowing that being hand fed by Shasta would be worse. She bit into the hastily-assembled pile of greasy sausage and bacon, artificial cheese, egg substitute and soggy bread. She was so sick of Burger King. Lunch would be a bag of bacon ranch chicken sandwiches, dinner was Whoppers, then another dinner of triple bacon King Burgers. Plus, after she passed out from the stuffing and drugs, she got woke up in the middle of the night for whatever extra stuff she got from BK throughout the day. She wished Shasta would at least change it up a little.
She was unwrapping the next sandwich, without even realizing she finished the first. Time was a little fuzzy for Alexis, probably because Shasta would feed her another pill before the last fully wore off. And it wasn't just vicodin. Oxycontin, muscle relaxers, Vallium, and others she hadn't heard of. The sensation she felt was mostly the same though; a stoned-out, sleepy feeling, but with heightened sensitivity.
Shasta removed a cell phone from her cleavage. It was Alexis's phone. “You know I been keepin dis phone handy in case anyone calls lookin for yo ass, an all I get are dudes lookin' for they booty call. Guess I was thinking you'd have girlfriends lookin for ya, but I shoulda known; girls don't like hos.”
She wasn't going to admit it but Shasta wasn't far off the mark there. She had ruined more than a couple friendships by sleeping with her girlfriend's man. She said nothing and just kept eating.
“Now I want you to take dis phone an call up Josh. It will go to voicemail, he's got to keep it off since he be defendin’ the nation an shit. But you gonna leave a voicemail. I want you to tell him how I scared the shit out you, but I let you go, an told you to move outta town. And then you tell him you don't want to see him no mo, cuz you don't want to start no shit with me! You got that?”
Alexis stared at the phone in the black woman's hand. Her clouded brain processed what Shasta was telling her.
“Now you try screaming for help in da phone or any sneaky bullshit, shit gonna get lots worse for you here! I expect you'll sound a little off since you a little high, but he jus gonna think you is scared. An you best be scared too! But if you do this right, like I said, then you a big step to me lettin’ you go for real.”
Shasta repeated what she wanted her to say, and had Alexis repeat it back twice. Shasta looked hard at her and said, “Ahite, let's try it.”
She held the phone next to Alexis's head while it rung. As expected, it went to voicemail. Alexis stumbled a bit, but delivered a good enough message for Shasta's liking. She closed with, “I don't want any more trouble with your wife and her friend, so… don't call me anymore… bye.”
“Damn good, girl!” Shasta said after pressing the end button.
“Can I… can I go now?”
“Weellll… no. You just went up a notch in my book. Dis puts you at notch one!”
Alexis's lip started quivering as she was about to cry.
“But look, I ain't gonna let you go jus yet, but I'll let ya ask me for a favor! But it ain't gonna be to go nowhere!”
Alexis pulled herself together and thought about what she wanted, if she couldn't leave. In her drugged up mind, Alexis was having a hard time thinking of anything. She just wanted to leave. Then she remembered.
“Can you feed me something besides Burger King?”
Shasta nearly died laughing. “So...haha… so you don't want less food, jus different food!? An you ain't even gonna ask not to eat muh pussy?! You a little rug muncha afta all!”
“No, wait…”
“Na, na, na, I wouldn't of agreed to dem other things anyway. You gonna keep eatin’ pussy and eatin’ like a sumo wrestler! But I be cool. How about KFC instead? Maybe I'll order pizza fo tonight?”
“Ok,” was all Alexis said. Pizza actually sounded good. She got back to work eating, while Shasta was stripping down and teasing her own clit to warm herself up.
**************
Lamar sat on his usual spot on the couch, counting money and dividing up drugs. Shasta came stomping down the stairs, full of sweat. “You gots a hair clipper round here?”
“This look like a barbershop to you? And while I'm thinking of it, is there a sign outside my crib that says ‘White Bitch Storage?"
“Relax, cuz. It's just till I straighten her out. She's coming along.”
“Look, if Jax can sell shit down there for what you say he can, I don't give a fuck what kinda weird fetish bullshit you do with her. So long as you leave soon and when you go, you take her with you.”
“Of course he will, its smart business. You want to keep slinging shit to these broke ass crackheads or you wanna sell to suburban housewives and they pussy husbands?” Shasta replied.
Lamar knew the opportunity was a good one. He said, “Do whatever you're gonna do with her and move her ass along.”
Shasta ignored Lamar and grabbed her purse to go pick up what she needed for Alexis's new look. She wasn't planning on rushing things with Alexis. It would take as long as it took to get her where she wanted her. Lamar would deal with it.
***In the desert, on the other side of the globe***
Since Josh had spent the last few years in a warzone, he had gotten promoted. Twice. He was now a captain, and actually had men under his command. He had a lot of responsibilities, and had those men's lives to worry about.
So when he got Alexis's voicemail, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was just about to contact the authorities back home. Even if it would have sunk his career and life, he wouldn't let Shasta get away with murder. But it sounded like they ran her out of town.
She said not to call… but still. Maybe he should? He thought about it as he worked out, lifting weights, as he did every day. It helped him relax, cleared his mind from what was going on back home, and was helping him build muscle. He set the barbell down and flipped his old but durable Motorola open.
“Sir! Your presence is requested for planning the assault on objective delta!” A young private stood at attention near the entrance.
Josh flipped the phone shut again. “Thank you soldier,” Josh said and followed him to the command center.
******Back in Detroit******
“Lunchtime, ho! An jus like I promised, no Burger King!” Shasta entered and set a pizza box next to her on the bed and cracked a fresh beer for her.
Even though Alexis wasn't hungry the prospect of eating pizza for a change had her excited. She opened the box with her free hand and found a large stuffed crust supreme pizza. She knew she would be expected to eat it all, and knew it wouldn't be easy. So as usual she opened her mouth without protest when Shasta held out her pills.
Alexis felt the pills overtake her, only it seemed different this time. She kept getting more and more numb. Within 15 minutes half the pizza was gone, but she had slowed to a crawl, chewing slowly with her mouth open.
Shasta watched on with a grin, “Yeah I gave you a stronger dose, I don't want you struggling none.” Alexis watched in a daze as Shasta produced a new-in-the package hair clipper. She tore it open and took the guard off.
"That's not how I… *burrrppp*... do my hair…" Alexis said though her belch, not grasping the gravity of the situation.
"It be fine, I took a few beauty school classes be fo' I dropped out." Shasta switched the clipper on and the buzz filled the room. She ran her fingers through Alexis's dirty and greasy mane of red locks with a big grin.
Alexis's eyes were half open as she saw and felt Shasta put the buzzing appliance against her hairline. Shasta bit her lip and gleefully pushed the razor through the beautiful red hair for the first pass. Her long locks fell to the dirty mattress. Shasta made pass after pass, enjoying every moment of Alexis's shearing. Alexis just watched her hair fall from her head as she chewed.
When she shut the clippers off, Alexis wanted to see, but Shasta wasn't finished. She dropped another pill on Alexis's tongue and got a razor and shave gel out of the shopping bag. She took her time shaving the stubble away from Alexis's head.
Her high renewed with the last pill, Alexis barely noticed when Shasta put the razor down and started rubbing her scalp down with one liquid, then working another substance into what remained of her hair. It wasn't until Shasta was sucking up clumps of red hair with a vacuum when Alexis started to come around and realize what had been done to her.
"Owwww, shit, what…" She touched her free hand to her head, feeling both hair and smooth skin. "Oh, no, oh no! No, no…!"
Shasta dragged a big,old mirror that was meant to bolt to the top of a dresser over. She flipped it around and Alexis only stared on, with tears starting to stream.
The sides of her head; shaved bald, exposing her ears entirely. On top she had a 3 inch wide strip of hair running to the back of her skull, stopping at her neck. The hair was at most 4 or 5 inches long. And it was a sick looking green. She had a green mohawk.
Alexis swallowed, her emotional state crumbling, thinking silently over and over, 'I have a green mohawk…'
Finally she broke apart, wailing, "Whyyy!!?? Why did you do this!!!???"
Unmoved by the Alexis's tantrum, Shasta said, "Did you forget what got yo ass here? Maybe without that tantalizin' red mane you won't be bustin' up so many couples!"
"I look like a dyke!"
"Well you is gettin better at eating snatch so it was time to start lookin' the part!" Shasta said with a laugh.
"Nooooooo!!!"
Shasta smiled and went to the stairs to leave Alexis to her sobbing, telling her she was going to be back in two hours with her next meal; Burger King.
