There are times when my little bitches need to learn a hard lesson. They start thinking they are the shit because there are a lot of guys who want them. They think they are something special. I made a few phone calls, I had to stop that thinking pretty fucking quick. They are nothing more than little cunts that get me what I need. I told them that we were going to the store and to get in the car.
I drove them to a house where they had never been before. I told them that I had to make a quick stop at a friend’s house, to just go and walk in that I had to get my purse out of the trunk. I watched as they walked up the steps, they opened the door and were quickly snatched up, I heard part of a scream and smiled. I walked into the house, there was a lot of noise, pleading, begging, crying, sniffling, whimpering, yelling.
You see that phone call I made was to this guy who contacted me a long time ago. He wanted to take the girls in a violent manner. I kept his number in case I ever changed my mind about what he wanted. Today was the day I changed my mind. They needed to learn their place. Which is on a cock, even if it is rammed into them dry.
I sat in the living room playing games on my phone while I listened. One of the slaps was so hard that I thought for sure there would be a huge bruise. I started to think up an excuse to use if anyone asked about it. More crying, more pleading, more slapping. This went on with a couple breaks in between each assault. After about forty minutes I thought that they had learned their lesson. I walked into each of the bedrooms and collected them. When we got in the car they were still crying. I explained to them about what got them into that situation. They all said they were sorry.
I told them if they ever acted like that again that I would take them back to that house. They promised me that they would be good, only time will tell.
