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In response, Renee’s midget-ass husband yelped.
“You wanna call her a bitch again?” I asked.
“N-no.”
“Apologize for that shit.”
“I’m-I’m sorry.”
“No, say, ‘I’m sorry for calling Renee a bitch, because I’m the bitch.’”
He frowned. “What?”
I sighed and looked at Rell. “I guess his ass can’t hear now. Wanna help him out?”
Rell lifted his hand to slap him on the other side of his face, and Renee’s husband screamed, “Wait, wait! Can you repeat it? I-I didn’t quite get it all.”
“I’m sorry for calling Renee a bitch, because I’m the bitch,” I said slowly.
He repeated the phrase word for word.
“Very good. Glad to see you can follow directions, because I have a few more for you, so listen carefully.”
He nodded, and then I noticed him tugging on the zip ties that bound his wrists to the chair. I shook my head, and muttered, “This motherfucker is trying to get loose.”
Rell sighed and thumped the fool on the back of the head. He yelped again and then started crying big old crocodile tears.
“Robert—is it okay to call you Robert?”
He nodded vigorously.
“Robert, my associate here is a very strong man. Until now, I’ve tried to be patient with you by holding him back. I’ve tried to be nice, but you’re beginning to piss me off and it’s getting harder and harder for me to even want to restrain him. So you better sit your ass there and listen. Only listen, nothing else. I mean you better sit your ass there and act like I’m one of those pornos you undoubtedly watch all the time, because you just look like the type who would have a woman as fine as Renee and still be watching porn like a damn moron. I mean, how do you let a woman with a pussy that sweet leave your ass?”
His mouth fell open and he blinked so many times, I almost thought he was having a seizure. He wanted to say something so bad it was killing him, but he was so damn scared he quickly shut his mouth.
I smiled. “Mmm, my mouth is watering just thinking about her pussy. It smells good, too. Don’t you agree, Robert?”
He frowned slightly, but didn’t speak.
“DON’T YOU AGREE, MOTHERFUCKER?!” I shouted.
“You ate my wife’s pussy?” he asked. I guess he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“I ate the shit out of it, and I would like to eat it again. But your ass is keeping that from happening, and that really upsets me, Robert.”
“Uh…”
“And you didn’t answer my question, so I have to assume you disagree and you don’t think her pussy smells good, and I don’t like it when people disagree with me.”
“No, no! It does smell good, real good. I love the way it smells.”
“Doesn’t it?” I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees and clasping my hands together. “Hey, you know what else I love about it? It’s bald. Not a hair on that motherfucker. Woo, shit! Now that really makes my dick stand at attention!”
“Sh-she still shaves it?”
“Yeah! You miss her pussy, Robert?”
“Yeah, I really do,” he confided.
