🔞🔞Chapter 46🔞🔞
Trigger warning: strong language, racial slurs, abuse, racism, rape
*Tiffany looked around at what looked to be her childhood home. There was the 40” behemoth of a TV that weighed more than her, sitting by the window. Her father refused to upgrade to a flat screen, saying “There is no need for a new TV when this one works perfectly fine.” In her opinion, he was just too lazy to move that monstrosity.*
*She turned around to go back into the hotel room that she had just walked out of but found that the door now led to her old bedroom.*
*“Did I just see a porch monkey come out of your room!” Her father yelled at her.*
*She did not even see him a moment ago and wondered where he came from. She realized that she must be dreaming and that the good dream she was having had turned into a nightmare. Why else would she be in this house?*
*“We were praying.” She answers him, thinking to herself that she technically was not lying, because she was praying. Praying that he would fuck her harder. The man in question was praying that she would shut the hell up.*
*“Naked?”*
“No wonder Tiffany seemed familiar, she looks just like her father Darren.” Saggun thought to himself. He had been torturing Darren’s dreams for a few years now. “That would explain where she got her bigotry and karen-like attitude from. Maybe I should momentarily leave and bring back his spirit to this dream and torture them both. Nah, tonight will be all about her. Maybe tomorrow.”
*“It is a sign of humility, to pray naked before the lord,” Tiffany answered.*
*“Not with a moon cricket.” He yelled, “You know I don't want any burnt crackers on my property. What will the neighbors think if they see such despicable people coming out of our house? I will not have them thinking we buy drugs or that we welcome gang members into our home.”*
*"His soul needs to be saved, father. I was only doing what our youth pastor taught us."*
*“So he told you to act like a whore? Hands on the couch, and spread your legs.” He commanded her.*
*“I am grown. You can no longer discipline me.”*
*She felt a slap across her face for the second time that night.*
*“Even if you live to be 100 years old, I can and will discipline you if, when, and how I see fit. Now bend over and spread your legs before I tie you down to the bed and beat some sense into you.”*
*“Yes daddy.”*
*She knew that it would be bad the moment she saw the belt in his hands.*
*“Put your hands on the back of the couch, do not move and count.”*
*She cried out when she felt the belt hit her ass.*
*“I said count. Every time you miss a count, we will start over, and it will be harder each time. Do you understand?”*
*“Yes sir.”*
*‘Hit’*
*“One!” She yelped.*
*‘Hit’*
*“Two!*
*‘Hit’*
*“Three!”*
*‘Hit’*
*“Four”*
*‘Hit’*
*“Five!” She gritted her teeth and tried unsuccessfully to stop the tears from flowing.*
*With every tear she shed, it only brought Saggun more and more pleasure.*
*‘Hit’*
*“Six!”*
*‘Hit’*
*“Seven!”*
*‘Hit’*
*“Eight!”*
*‘Hit’*
*“Nine!”*
*‘Hit’*
*“Ten!”*
*“Now tell me the truth. Did you or did you not fuck that jigaboo?”*
*“No I did not fuck him.” Again she skated around the truth, because she was not the one doing the fucking, she was the one getting fucked.”*
*Saggun decided to shift into Tiffany's mother in order to join in and have his own fun. For her, it would only be another form of torture.*
*“What did you do this time to upset your father?” Saggun asked her in his new form.*
*“I did not realize it at first, but she brought a cotton picker into my home. She had obviously snuck him through her window. How else would he have come in? I had only noticed him as he left. Then she ran out of her room naked. She said they were praying.”*
*“You are nothing but a little whore are you not? There is no use in denying it,” Saggun says.*
*“No I'm not!”*
*“You let a darky fuck you and say you are not a whore?” Saggun says as he slaps her, making her lip bleed.*
*Tiffany stands there and cups her cheek as the tears are running down her face as it swells from the multiple slaps she had received.*
*“If you want to be fucked so badly, then we can arrange it for you. Maybe then you will learn to do and behave as you are told." Darren said as he grabbed the back of her neck with one hand, and lowered his shorts with the other.*
*"Please, stop, don't." She screamed as he rammed his cock into her.*
*"You sneak in a coon and fuck him under my roof, like the whore you are, and expect me to treat you civilly?" He yelled as he pounded into her again and again. "If you want to act like a whore, then you shall be treated as one."*