LUXOLO

The drive to where we are going is rather long yazi. I only agreed to go with him because I needed some air, I needed to be out of the club, and away to the exhaustion (colleagues) of mine. His hand is neatly placed on my thigh, yena shame he ain’t bad looking, and he looks like a newspaper with all these tattoos covering his arms. Look at me studying his features, well, at least there’s no band mark in his left finger, the watch he has on is very ugly for someone his status.

“Do you love yourself this way? I mean, you look like a flipping wrinkled newspaper,” these words fly out of my mouth before I can even hold them back. I bite my tongue as he gives me a stare. “You look lovely with them though, they really suit you man,” moving my hand up & down his arm. “About you looking like a newspaper I was joking, I must agree, it was a very bad joke indeed,” he doesn’t even look at me his focused is on the road. Rubbish. I fiddle with the car radio, and he slaps my hand, “Hhayi wena swine wenzani?” He bluntly ignores me.

We park outside this huge house gate as the gate opens by itself, hhe technology madoda. So, this gate has sensing abilities how cute, but will it sense me? We shall see. He parks at the garage, and steps out of the car coming to my side, he opens the door for me, and I just look at him.

“This is me telling you to step out of the car,” he tells me still holding the door handle.

“Just close the door I will open it myself, and step out of this car in my own accord so please nje don’t start with me,” he looks at me, and before I can even react he already have me in his arms marching with me inside the house, he puts me on top of the kitchen counter, and get in between my legs. I’m practically trapped because his hands are on both sides, he looks at me straight in the eyes, and not say anything.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Aren’t we here so that you can fuck me, and make me scream and not moan?” I return the stare back, but I don’t want to lie his look is scaring me. “Anyway, I’m not here to be fucked, and screaming I’m here to sleep,” He laughs shaking his head. “You do know that I’m a stripper right, and not a prostitute?” He shrugs.

“I don’t give a fuck about what you are, or what you do. I only want your pussy that’s it. Now, be a good girl and untie your coat for me,” he tells me looking at me straight in the eyes. “Don’t let me tell you twice.”

Me: “Aren’t we supposed to go the bedroom first?”

Him: “No. I will take your pussy at any place I want to. Start stripping,” I shake my head. His hand moves from his waits, and he comes back with a gun he takes a step back then forward, and points the gun right straight into my pussy, I can actually feel it. I swallow at absolutely nothing, he circles it around my pussy, then he breathes down my neck making my nipples to react instantly. Shit! He tears my jacket apart, and my boobs come into full view being a size 38A is a mission sometimes, and it seems as if like my plan will fail I can’t go ahead with it whilst here in the kitchen, it’s dangerous.

He cups my heavy breasts, squeezing them and pinching my already hard nipples, twisting them slightly between his thumb and forefinger. I shiver from his touch. He twists my nipples a little more and then pull on them, causing me to tremble and then blow out a breath as my head tilt back, eyes closed, mouth going slack earning himself a moan from me. Plus it’s been long since I last had sex… He rubs his nose with mine as he continues caressing by breasts, he growls, and he moves his left hand down my pussy, and his finger slides between my wet pussy lips shifting my string to the side, at the same time his thumb locating my engorged clit. I gasp in pleasure as he gently works over my pussy. His finger sliding in and out of my pussy. Well, he better not go down on me because I haven’t been shaving for the past 2 weeks. But it’s not that bushy.

“Stop, please…,” the words come out in short bursts, he doesn’t listen to me he inserts another finger, and finger fucks me faster causing me to moan, and rocking my hips to his fingers rhythm, shit. My hands run down his back, and I lift his T-shirt above his head, and he is half naked hhayi maarn he has tattoos everywhere. His fingers are not doing any justice for me, my nails dig his skin and his pace increases, I can feel him parting his 2 fingers inside my pussy. “Yesss, that feels so good! So good, don’t stop, faster… Faster…, Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” My legs shake, and I dig my nails digger, and my boobs are slapping his face. I arch my back, and go limb on the kitchen counter then bury my head in his neck, his fingers are still inside my pussy. Pssst, this was not the plan.

He puts me on top of the bed, wuuhhh we are taking the party to the bedroom exactly where I want him. He gets on top of me, and starts kissing me at the same time dry humping me he is left in his briefs now, I’m not saying that I’m tight or anything like that, but his dick will rebreak me again, and the plan is not to sleep with him. No penetration allowed, but with the way things are going I might give in to the temptation. So far his fingers, and mouth are good with their roles. I wrap my legs around his waist, and yet again I’m horny… I’m moaning here, and there. He stops kissing me, and looks at me straight in the eyes as he continues dry humping me, I’m lost in his eyes. His dreadlocks are dangling on the sides, his scar is not that bad now that I’m studying his features.

“Can we…,” he shuts me up with a kiss, and I see his hand moving, and in one pull he has my mask in his hand. He stops humping me, and his expression changes.

“What the actual fuck? Dammit maarn!” Okay, he’s mad. But at who & why? It’s now or never, I move my hand on my locks and take out the small injection that was hidden inside my locks, I inject his neck. “What the…,” he doesn’t even finish his sentence when he’s eyes starts shutting down slowly he is trying to stay awake, but he is failing. And that’s how fast “barbiturate” knock one off. He better wake up slowly once he wakes up, not in a hurry because he will go on full body convulsion. He slurps on top of me, I push him off, and lie him on the other side. Second plan in motion, Sol better come through for me even if he gives me 2 weeks I’ll be fine. You know, lately I feel like there are people watching me it’s creepy, and scary at the same time.

On my way out I pick up my jacket on the floor, and cover my body with it. The wall is a little high for me, shit. I have to be out of here within 5 hours that’s how long the injection will knock him off. I walk around the yard, and there’s no way out; it’s either I jump the wall or stay here until he wakes up, and kill me. Shit! I look at the wall shaking my head, fuck this I’m doing it. I throw my heels outside the yard, and start climbing the wall in 2 minutes I’m out of the yard, and running to the direction we came with, with my heels in my hands, damn, I enjoyed every minute spent with him though. But some things are never meant to be…

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VUYO

I’m woken up by Cindy sniffing she has been at it for the past couple of hours now making it hard for me to sleep, we are sharing a room since her parents have come to visit, but I’m sleeping on the floor. I sit upright

and rub my eyes, from where I’m sitting I can see her, she is giving me her back. 

“What’s wrong? You’ve been crying since last night,” she continues sniffing. “If you don’t want to tell me what’s wrong then cry silently because you’re disturbing my sleep I have to be up in exactly an hour, and 30 minutes from now,” I lie back down since I don’t get any response from her. Cindy is going through a lot, and her shutting me out is not helping at all. I know that things are not good between us, but she must communicate with me, and again I can’t really force her to tell me what’s wrong with her if she doesn’t want too, sighs. The time is exactly 04:45am. I get up from the floor, and fold my blankets then put them on top of the dressing table.

An hour later I’m out of house, and I’m driving to Vixen club I need to blow off some steam. I need my nut bursted before I lose it, masturbation ain’t doing it for me any more. Vixen club never closes it operates 24/7 with shifts changing. I make my way inside the club, and walk straight to the bar area, Adelaide is busy wiping tables guess she is knocking off. I settle down, and she looks at me.

“It’s not 07:00am yet, and you already look like a dead zombie. Need some coffee?” I laugh.

“Coffee? No. I need something strong, and some pussy I need to offload,” I look around the club, and there are only few people present here.

Her: “Ain’t the wife giving it to you?”

Me: “We last had sex many moons ago, she doesn’t want to have sex with me. What kind of a wife is she that denies her husband sex? We are not in good talking terms yes, but I’m sure sex was going to help us,” she laughs pushing the glass of whiskey toward me, I can’t help it, but notice her cleavage, and I get turned on instantly imagining her slapping me with them. Damn. She clears her throat dragging me out my fantasizing session about her.

Her: “Don’t wish for these,” showing me her boobs, she has actually taken them out of her bra, they’re so full as if she has milk stored in them. “Because you will die young boy, and they already have an owner,” she puts them back in her bra. “Someone is waiting for you on room 12. Go, and release some babies and remember to use a condom,” winking. I give her a nod then gulp down the whiskey, and make my way to the room. Stepping in I find a girl not older than 18 on the bed naked waiting for me, her pussy is on full display. As much as I am horny I don’t see myself fucking her, she’s young and I’m 34 years old! I will really tear her tiny pussy apart, shaking my head. Adel is just not fair, why is she prositituting these young girls?

“What are you waiting for daddy? Come & take me, I’m yours all yours,” she says playing with her pussy.

Me: “Cover yourself up at this instant,” she just stares at me. “I said cover yourself up, dammit maarn!” She quickly takes the sheet, and cover herself with it. Oh, shit. Almost forgot that there are cameras in these rooms. I take off my clothes, and join her in bed I’m not going to do anything to her, she looks terrified. “Why are you doing this?” Covering ourselves with the blankets.

Her: “I… I need the money,” her voice is breaking.

Me: “Money for what? Why don’t you go to school, and strive to live a better life?” She shakes her head.

Her: “I can’t. My Mom will kill me Sir, and we really need the money.”

Me: “Why would your mother kill you? For wanting to go to school?” She nods. “What? Why?”

Her: “She says that school is not important, school won’t feed us, and it won’t buy her alcohol it’s all just a waste of time.”

Me: “Wait, wait. You trying to tell me that your mother is the one forcing you to do this job?” She nods tears already running down her cheeks. “What an evil woman she is. Have you tried reporting her?”

Her: “It always ends with me being punished.”

Me: “What is your father saying about all of this?”

Her: “I don’t have one. He passed away last year,” shrugging.

Me: “I see. Apart from your mother; who else are you staying with?”

Her: “My little brother.”

Me: “Hmmmm. You will have to leave this job before you get hurt, or getting introduced to the other dark side of this business. Sex starved men are rough, imagine a man coming to you frustrated by whatever frustrated him comes, and take out his frustrations on you? You will get hurt because he will be fucking you with the aim of relieving his frustrations. You’re still young, you have a bright future ahead of you leave this life while you still can because once you are in too deep there’s no coming out.”

Her: “Even if I do want to leave this job, where will I go? What about my little brother? What will become of him because Mom sometimes bring her drinking buddies to the house?” Shaking her head.

Me: “Don’t worry yourself about that I will think of a plan, just give me your numbers, and I will sort everything out. I will take you out of this dangerous, and filthy world you deserve better,” she nods. I pick up my pants from the floor, and give her some cash. “This will do until I take you out of this place, don’t tell anyone about this, and behave normal don’t change anything we don’t want them suspecting anything.”

Her: “Thank you so much Sir, but why are you doing this for me? I mean, you don’t even know me.”

Me: “Because when I look at you, I see a child who needs some love, and you look so bright. Those very men you sleep with everyday in exchange for money, their children are at school, and very well taken care off you also deserve that,” I need to take her out of here before its too late. Or before Adele introduces her to the dark side of this business. A lot of girls died because of it.

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TSAKANI

I can still feel the stinging sensation on my neck, and these ice blocks aren’t helping. I don’t know what kind of a drug is it that the girl used to inject me, but all I can say is that shit did knock me out because I didn’t hear the gents knocking, when I opened my eyes they were already surrounding my bed, and the first question they asked was; “Did you hit it?” Hahaha, I couldn’t answer them because I was still out of it, I don’t even know why did she inject me. I don’t want to lie, I was really shocked when I saw her face after taking out the mask, it was the girl I’ve been looking for, for months. When I saw her, everything stopped moving for a few seconds I never thought that our second encounter was going to turn out the way it did, with her in my bed, but no lies I was still going to hit it just to satisfy my dick cravings, then kick her out so early in the morning. And bitch did me bad unexpectedly, this was the first time in history me bringing a girl home, and not hit it, I’m shocked honestly. Guess there’s always a first time for everything, this was the first for me, and most definitely the last time. Nxa, I did not even get to make her scream, but one day is one day. She is one bad bitch with some balls to do what she did, she’s very brave I must applaud her. I find myself laughing alone, yah ne life.

“Thinking about her even though you didn’t hit it?” Leon asks me this question then laughs.

“Fuck man!” The others laugh.

Spikiri: “Hhayi ngilele ngawe bruh wami,” (I’m disappointed in you bruh)

Me: “Ngiyacava nginilalisile, mara malanga mangaki ngizopopa. Izovuka ingwenya,” (I know I’ve disappointed you guys, but one day I will get her, I will rise again)

Leon: “Did you at least get to see her face?” I chuckle.

Me: “I did, and you won’t believe who it was.”

Malik: “Uzos’jutha manjer,” (he will lie to us now) I laugh.

Me: “Nah Majita I won’t.”

Leon: “Who was it then?”

Me: “My investigation. Do you guys remember the girl I was searching for all those months?” They nod. “It was her.”

Malik: “No way man! Damn, what a second encounter you guys had,” he laughs.

Fence: “I don’t trust him.”

Leon: “I do trust him, but we want proof.”

Star: “I’m still caught up on the fact that she is a stripper, Lee loves strippers; how come he didn’t check her out?”

Me: “He didn’t know that she is a stripper, even if he did check in all these strip clubs how was he going to know that she’s the girl I was looking for? She covers her face with  a mask wena sdwedwe,” he shrugs.

“Look at what I found inside the car,” Lee tells us stepping inside the house he has a cell phone in his hand. He gives it to me, and it’s bad bitch’s phone I laugh. “Now that you’ve found her, what then?”

Me: “Nothing.”

Him: “So, I was researching for nothing?” He sounds disappointed.

Me: “No man you weren’t, I will tell you as times goes by.”

Leon: “Is it safe to say that you’ve finally met a female version of you?” I look at him, and give him a faint smile.

Me: “Nah.”

Lee: “You got your match, and good luck with winning her, and getting her back in your bed again,” he laughs.

Malik: “Are we going back there tonight?”

Me: “No. We go to the usual I have a feeling that she will not go to work tonight,” I look at her picture one last time, and slip the phone in my pocket. Let the games begin wena bad bitch…