Chapter 45

Content warning: strong language, racial slurs, bigotry

Saggun did not make his presence known. He could see and hear everything, even if he stood two feet away from them, they would not know he was there until he wanted them too. As of right now, all he wanted to do was watch as he slowly drove Tiffany mad in her own dream.

*“Harder, fuck me harder with that mandingo dick.” Tiffany demanded of the stranger in her bed.*

*“Whatever the lady requests.”*

*“Shut up, I don't want to hear a word exit from your mouth. I am paying you to fuck me as I see fit, not for you to speak.”*

Saggun now knew why they were at a shitty ass motel. She had hired a male escort. No one would expect such a religious woman to be caught in a motel with a stranger, much less an escort. From the vehicle she drove and the way she dressed, he assumed she also had plenty of money. So everyone would also assume that if she ever needed to get a motel, that she would get a room in a much classier place. They definitely would not suspect her of staying at this shitty ass place.

But why was she not wanting him to speak? It was like she thought she was better than him, and she could speak to him however she wanted. But if she truly looked at the situation, it was actually the exact opposite. She probably thought that was the case, since his job was as an escort. The man was exceptionally handsome. He could even see that. People literally paid him for his time in hopes that they could fuck him. She, on the other hand, literally had to pay someone to fuck her because she could not get laid any other way. Especially with that attitude and an air of self-righteousness surrounding her.

He also wondered if she was reliving a memory in her dreams and not realizing it, or if she knew she was dreaming. He doubted if she knew she was even dreaming. Most of the time when humans are dreaming, they dream of getting away with things they would never do when they are awake. So, following that logic, if she knew she was dreaming, then she would dream of fucking this man in a nice hotel for free. So she must have thought she was awake. With that in mind, he knew it was time to start torturing her little by little.

*“What would your friends think if they saw you like this?” Saggun leaned down and whispered in her ear.*

*“I told you to be quiet.” She hissed at the man fucking her.*

*“Yeah, I heard you the first damn time, woman, there is no need to repeat yourself.”*

*“Then shut up!”* 

*The man rolled his eyes and just kept fucking her.*

*“Did you really have to pay someone in order to get laid?” Saggun said, taunting her.*

*“Look buckwheat, keep your damn mouth shut.”*

*The man grabbed the back of her neck, “Bitch, you paid me for my time and then begged me to fuck you, even offering me three times my normal pay. So that is what I am doing.” He gave a particularly harsh thrust and continued, “you said to be silent, so I did. I have ignored your rude comment, because you have paid me. However, I will not be called derogatory names by your racist ass just because you are hearing shit. Do I make myself clear?”*

*“Y-yes.”*

*“He is right, you really are a bitch.” Saggun said, partially materializing in front of her.*

*“AAAhhhhh!!! How did you get in here?” She yelled.*

*“Woman, have you lost your goddamn mind? You let me in.” The escort answered.*

*“Not you, him?”*

*“Him? Who is him?” He asked, looking around?*

*“Are you blind? Him!” She said, pointing to Saggun.*

*“That is empty air you are pointing to.”*

*“You can't see him?”*

*“See who? There is no one else in this room except us.” He gets up and starts dressing.*

*“Where are you going?”*

*“I am leaving.”*

*“You can't.”*

*“Why not?”*

*“We had an agreement. In which I paid you to fuck me for the entire night.”*

*“Three grand ain't worth putting up with your crazy racist ass. '' The man said, grabbing his shoes.*

*“I should have known a cotton picker would go back on his word after getting paid.”*

*‘SLAP’* 

*Tiffany did not realize the man had even moved until she felt the pain on her cheek.*

*She touched her face and looked at Saggun, “Are you just going to stand there and let him hit a woman?”*

*“Yes, yes I am.” He said, laughing.* 

*“You are crazy, I already told you there is no one else here.” The man said, walking out and shutting the door behind him.*

*“STOP!” She yelled, running to the door, “STOP TH…” She was struck quiet as she opened the door to reveal what she believed would be the parking lot of the hotel, but instead was faced with what was once her childhood bedroom.*