“I should fuckin punish your whore ass for braking curfew, you know the fuckin rules Spencer.  You’re supposed to be home at 12:30am, no fuckin exceptions!”  He yelled and I knew he was losing his temper.

I started shaking and crying because he was scaring the hell out of me. 

“No, please Dion, don’t punish me. I’ll do what ever you want.  I’ll suck you off and swallow.  You…you can fuck me in my ass again.  I know how much you like to fuck me there and I like it to baby.  Okay? So please, just don’t punish me. And here,” Spencer handed Dion the money, “here‘s all the money I earned last night.  I’ll do anything you want, but please don’t lock me up again.”  I looked up at Dion begging him with my eyes.

Dion just smirks, look down to his hands and start counting the money I gave him.  His smirk turns into a wide grin once he finishes counting, happy with the amount of money I brought home.   

“I see you have been a filthy little whore again.”  He kisses me and pushes his tongue in my mouth.  He’s not a bad kisser, I just don’t want to kiss him is what I’m thinking when Dion suddenly bites down hard on my tongue sending a spark of pain throughout my body.

“I’m going to ask you one more time Spencer.  Who were you with last night?  I know how much you bring home each night bitch.   Are you fuckin someone on the regular, ho? You know the fuckin rules:  No sleeping with the same person!  No kissing!”   He’s now so mad, he’s spitting in my face and I can’t stop crying. 

I know how those lips feel Spencer that’s why you’re not allowed to kiss anyone but me.  Otherwise they can fall in love with you and that can’t happen.  You know why?”  He grabbed my center through my jeans, “because you’re mine and this is my pussy. Now tell me the fucking name of the person you spent the night with!  NOW Spencer, tell me know or god help you!”

“Ashley Davies.”   I whisper shakily through my tears.

“Yeah right, and I slept last night with Pamela Anderson.”

“It’s true Dion, I swear.  Just ask Mitch, he’ll tell you!  He’s the one that set it up!”   I try to yell back, but my voice hadn’t the strength to yell and it comes out more as a whisper.