Burn (Closed)

[WickedSpitFire]

Closed for WickedSpitFire and St_Fornicate. This thread is going to pick up mid plot, mid scene of a partially written story.

Jack is tall, lean but well built, and ruggedly handsome with dark hair and blue eyes. The typical kinda guy in jeans and a leather jacket you'd expect to see carrying a guitar case. One that actually had a guitar in it. He came to the city to catch a break, and make some music. To do that, he works at a bar along with his newfound bandmates for Theo - the man who has the power to make it happen for him (although to say Theo had any sort of power would be an over estimation).

Ruby works for Theo at the same bar. She's a woman just Jack's type - dark, sick, and twisted. She's petite but strong. She has long dark curls and sensual, beautiful curves. She's naturally seductive, without even trying. She's a failing high end hooker who found herself entangled with a pimp, Christian, who got her hooked on coke. He uses her to pay his debts. It's getting harder and harder for her to stay off the powder, and she's needing it more and more.

Jack and Ruby have a kind of magnetically disastrous attraction. Like a train wreck. It's angrily passionate and at times, even violent.

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I stood across the room from Jack as he kicked his feet up on my bed. I looked to the coke on my dresser...he'd taken an impressively big hit for a first timer. I was surprised. When I'd offer to blow him in exchange to see him get high for the first time I didn't expect him to say yes. It was hot. And the way he made me choke on his cock as he came...really hot.

I fixed my hair and my robe as he lay there, I figured I might as well give him a moment. He'd had a pretty intense orgasm. I carefully watched the time, knowing Christian would be there soon. The last thing I needed was the two of them crossing paths...Jack would undoubtedly act a fool and get me into trouble. Or more trouble. I always seem to manage being in trouble with Christian.

"Right then," I say as I start to clean up a bit. "I think it's time for you to go."

 

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With the coke coursing through my bloodstream, and my heart beating hard in my chest still, I felt like a different man entirely. I watched Ruby as she cleaned herself up, and I lay in he well-used bed where so many countless Johns had laid before me. I had used her, fiercely, practically forced her in the heat of it all...

What a rush.

And now she was telling me to leave!

I almost felt bad... It's not like I had the money to pay the whore. Being lusted after and desired and adored certainly didn't pay any bills, and that was really about all I had to offer her.

I stood up from the bed then, suddenly and swiftly, and grabbed Ruby's arms and pulled her to me! My lips fell on her neck and my teeth grazed across her succulent skin.

"Just one thing before I go, babe..." I said, my breath hot in her ear.

"I need a proper fuck... Or a big fat bump... And then I'll be flying right out your door..."

 

[WickedSpitFire]

The feeling of his lips and then his teeth on my neck sent a shiver down my spine. Combined with my high it made me a little light headed and dizzy. I barely even noticed the grip he had on my arm. My breathing shortened.

Just one thing before I go, babe...I need a proper fuck... Or a big fat bump... And then I'll be flying right out your door...

Hell. He would ask for a bump or a fuck. What an ungrateful prick. I'd given him a taste and he wanted more. They always wanted more. I really should've known better, but I certainly wasn't thinking about that at the time.

Time...I had to look at the time. I had 20 minutes, maybe, before Christian got there. I had to decide, and quick. If I gave him another hit, a big one at that, I'd have to call Marc, again. There wouldn't be much left for me. I couldn't have that...

I leaned into Jack, pressed myself against him and started to run my hands all over his body as his grip on my arm loosened. I didn't want to share the rest of my stash, but I didn't want Jack running into Christian, either. I sighed.

"I'm fucked either way, so let's be quick about it."

 

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My cock twitched and immediately stiffened when she said to be quick about it. Finally, finally, she was going to let me have my way with her!

The rush from the coke and the orgasm still had me in its grip; my hand grabbed her hair and I led her across the room, pushing her into the dresser where she had her small pile of coke laid out. I was standing behind her, holding her firmly down while I unzipped my jeans and dropped them to my ankles, my hard, engorged cock free again. I yanked her robe down and off her and threw it to the floor, bent her forward and pressed my cock against her folds.

"Oh fuck yes..." I grunted as I felt her wet folds envelope my stiff dick.

"Do a line as I fuck you," I demanded, my cock pushing deeper into her cunt from behind...

 

[WickedSpitFire]

I suppressed a giggle as I could feel him squirm a little with excitement. I couldn't help it. The way his body shifted, he was giddy. It had been a week, after all. I liked him well enough. He wasn't like Marc, or Christian, or the guys Christian hooked me up with. That had to count for something.

I giggled again as he grabbed me by my hair, and dragged me to the dresser, bending me over it. I arched my back as he pulled off my robe, and I brought my hips to his as he dropped his pants again.

Oh fuck yes...

I moaned with anticipation and gripped the top of the dresser as he pushed his dick deep inside me.

Do a line as I fuck you.

The man knew my weakness...I reached for the coke, pulled my hair to one side, and snorted a quick line. I closed my eyes and slipped into a a euphoric haze. I shifted my weight, rocking my body slightly.

"Oh god," I moaned again, softly this time, as I relaxed and let the high overcome me.

 

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I heard her snort her line off the top of the dresser and was immediately blown away by the physical response I could feel in her as I fucked her. I sniffed, and there must have been a little bit of the coke stuck in my nostril because I felt an immediate rush as a tiny bit of the stuff hit my bloodstream like a freight train.

"God, fuck yes," I grunted, grabbing onto her hips as I thrust hard up into her from behind. I was so ready to just go wild fucking her when we both heard the pounding on her front door!

"Ruby! Open up! Bitch now!" came a deep, bellowing male voice.

Unbidden, an old Allman Brothers tune immediately came to mind:

Ain't but one way out babe
Lord I just can't go out that door
Cuz there's a man down there
Might be your man, I don't know!

 

[WickedSpitFire]

My hips were meeting his thrust for thrust as I held onto the dresser and pushed up against him. I was lost in the kinetic connection of Jack fucking me as we were both riding the high. And then...the door.

Oh shit was really the only thing I could think of as we both froze.

Ruby! Open up! Bitch now!

"Fuck," I swore, quietly. We had to move, FAST. I lifted up and his cock slid from my wet hole. "It's Christian. God I'm going to be in so much fuckin trouble," I said only loud enough for Jack to hear. I picked up my robe and put it on, and we heard more pounding on the door.

"Calm down!" I call. "Give me a minute!" I was dizzy, and trying to think quickly, but the coke was clouding my mind. I turned to Jack as he was zipping up, putting my finger to my lips and covering his mouth with my hand.

"If you ever hope for the chance to fuck me wild, you'll shut your fuckin mouth and go down the fire escape."

 

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I was already pulling up my pants and fastening them at my hips when she gave me instructions. It violated every ounce of my being to run away like that and leave her in the hands of her... Her fucking pimp, but I knew it would be far worse for both of us if I tried to be a hero.

The pimp banged hard on the door again, and I could tell from the look on her face that I had to do what she told me to.

So out the window I went, just as Ruby's front door flew open.

I could hear the bastard screaming at her even down on the street...

 

[WickedSpitFire]

Fuck. Fuck shit ass. That's all I could think of as I shoved Jack out the window and made my way towards the front door. Fuck! It flew open and in stormed Christian, pissed as hell, before I had the chance to get to it.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Ruby?" He asked me as he slammed the broken door shut behind him.

Don't stammer...don't stammer...

"I was just cleaning up in here a bit, baby. I know how you hate it when its not clean," I said to him sweetly.

Clean. Yeah right, that was a joke. Before I knew it, Christian charged me. God, I knew I was in trouble.

"Don't fuckin lie to me," he growled as grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall. He was a lot bigger and stronger than any other guy I knew. I coughed and choked and tried to grab at him, but to no avail. He was so angry. I scratched at the arm that held me pinned, begging him silently to let go. I tried to say "please," but nothing came out.

"Did you really think you could hide this shit from me?"

I wasn't sure what "shit" he was referring to specifically, the coke, seeing Jack, whatever. I guess I should've known better.

I strained, it hurt, and it was hard, but I managed to get out a raspy "I'm sorry."

 

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"The hell you are," Christian grunted, his grip on her throat tightening, completely cutting off her air supply now.

"I own you, slut. Never forget that," he said in her ear, his free hand ripping open her flimsy robe and immediately going to her tits, squeezing the firm globes as she tried in vain to gasp for breath.

Then his hand went to her crotch, and two fingers dug harshly up her juicy cunt.

"You're hot for this abuse, aren't you, whore?" he said, feeling how wet she was. Just then, her eyes rolled back and her body went limp, and he viciously slapped her across the face as he released her throat, sending her sprawling across the floor towards her bedroom...

He was on top of her in an instant, grabbing her hair and dragging her towards her bed. He immediately spotted the coke on the dresser and flew even more into a rage. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he demanded, throwing her across her bed. He went over to the dresser, grabbed the straw and did a snort of the coke before turning back to her. His hands were on his belt buckle, unfastening it, pulling the belt from the loops menacingly...

 

[WickedSpitFire]

The hell you are...

I could start to feel everything sort of fade out as Christian cut off my air supply entirely. I could hear him talking, I could hear his voice, and I tried to hold on to it, to stay conscious.

I own you, slut. Never forget that. I hadn't forgotten.

I held to the arm that held me pinned as he ripped my robe off. I barely noticed his hand groping my tit, but as his fingers slid inside me my hips instinctively bucked. I kept trying to hold on to his voice, but everything had started to go dark. The pain from him slapping me across the face, my falling to the floor, brought me back and I started to come to again instantly.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Was the next thing I heard, and before I knew it, Christian had thrown me on to the bed. I turned to him and pushed the hair out of my eyes just in time to see him undoing his belt. I hated the belt.

"You don't have to do that," I said, with a hoarse voice, as I crawled over to him on my hands and knees.

I sat in front of him on the bed running my hands over his hips and thighs, stalling him from taking his belt out, hoping I could convince him otherwise.

"I'll be good, I promise," I said sweetly, looking up at him.

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As Christian man handled Ruby, as he yelled, as she screamed, as he threw her around...Theo could hear it all as he walked up the steps to the third floor. He was obviously angry. When he got to the top, he checked the door to Ruby's place, and could see that it was broken. He ran his hands through his hair, unsure if he should charge in on her with Christian, or if he should mind his own business. Angel called to him from down the hall. She knew the truth about him and Ruby, and she knew the last thing anyone should do was get in the middle of her and Christian. Not at a time like this. Angel took Theo by the hand and led him into her apartment, shutting the door and the sound of Christian roughing Ruby up behind them.

 

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"Bullshit," Christian said, and slapped her viciously across the face again, sprawling her across the bed. "And don't you fucking touch me unless I tell you to, you filthy fucking whore!"

And then the belt came out. Christian grabbed Ruby by her hair to hold her down on her chest on the bed, and then rained down a half dozen blows across her pert ass, raising welts across her flesh. Christian's cock rapidly grew hard from the sounds of it all, and his pants fell to his ankles and he pulled his throbbing member out.

He wrapped the belt around Ruby's neck then, and used it to hold her in place as he got her into position, bent over before him, and his hard prick found her cunt and he pushed harshly inside her...

 

[WickedSpitFire]

The quick and forceful slap across my face wasn't expected, he sent me reeling. Normally I could calm Christian down, at least a little, convince him to take it easy. Not tonight, though. At this point I was holding back the tears, I know he hated it when I cried. He didn't even want me to touch him.

And then I heard it...the belt. It was rare that he brought out his belt...seeing the coke must've really made him mad on top of the whole thing with Jack. Christian knew. He had to.

Each slap of the leather hurt like hell, and I couldn't help but scream. I didn't mean to struggle against his grip as he held me down, but I couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry!" I yelled, muffled by the mattress. And then I heard his pants drop. I was never happier to hear that sound. As he left go of my hair, I moved to present myself to him on all fours, for him to fuck me...but the belt...this time around my neck...

I leaned back to give myself room to breathe just as he slammed in dick in me. My cunt was still wet from fooling around with Jack. I was almost always wet.

I moaned as he thrust his dick in me. I'd been fucked a couple times that day, and I needed to cum, badly. My heart was racing from the coke, the adrenaline, the pain, and now from the need for release.

"I'm sorry," I strained softly, again in a raspy voice as I struggled for air, praying that Christian would make me cum.

 

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It didn't take Christian long to reach his own climax. He was humping her quickly, using her for his pleasure, and quickly felt his orgasm approach. He pulled out of her, yanked her down onto the floor roughly, jacked his cock above her and proceeded to spray her face with his jism.

He left her there on the floor. "I won't be so nice next time," he grunted, pulling his pants back up. He took another snort off the pile of cocaine before walking off, leaving Ruby's busted door swinging on a single hinge...

*****

back to jack...

I could heard the yelling and the slaps from the street, and every bit of it stung to the core. I couldn't even imagine how it must have hurt her.

My heart was racing still from the coke and the sex; there was no way I was going back to the dump apartment. Instead, I let myself into the bar and grabbed a bottle of the cheap whiskey off the wall. I left a ten-dollar-bill in its spot, and then locked up behind me as I headed for the studio.

I let myself in and found the place empty. No surprise there. I turned on the lights and fired up the soundboard, and took a long drink of bourbon straight from the bottle.

I queued up a drum track; it was all I needed. I put it on a loop on the PA system, hit the red record button, and then went in and grabbed my Telecaster...

 

[WickedSpitFire]

I lay on the floor in so much pain, feeling so much frustration as Christian left, it was almost too much to bear. I reached for something to wipe myself off and for something to wrap around me. As I stood, I first looked to my dresser. The coke was almost gone. I made a small line of what was left, and after one hit it was gone. Then I looked to my mirror. My neck would bruise terribly, I'd have to wear scarves and whatever else I could find to hide it. At least the belt marks on my ass would be easy enough to hide.

Just then, with Christian gone, I heard Angel walk in. She shut the broken door behind her.

"God Ruby, what did that bastard do to you now?" She said to me as she walked into the bedroom.

"Between the coke and seeing Jack behind his back - " Angel wouldn't let me finish.

"That's bull shit. Jack's a good guy and Chrisitan's an asshole. So I don't want to hear it. Let's just get you cleaned up."

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Theo had heard Christian leave. How could he not? As he left Ruby's apartment and headed down the stairs, Theo sent Angel to take care of Ruby. To make sure she was alright. Theo would deal with Christian, once and for all.

Mad as hell, Theo ran down the stairs behind him and followed him into the street. He'd come between Christian and Ruby before, to keep things from escalating. He'd done his fair share of stepping in, and he'd been clocked a few times as a result. But tonight was different, he wasn't going to restrain himself. Even if could stop himself, he wasn't about to.

He caught up to Christian, and called out to him.

"Hey! Come here, cock sucker, I wanna talk to you." But he didn't really have any desire to talk.

Christian had lit up a cigarette. He turned to Theo, realizing who it was, and in his dazed coke and orgasm fueled high, went to smirk at him. He went to say something. To respond with sarcasm, as if he cared, because he'd gotten what he'd came for, and then some.

But before Christian knew what was happening, Theo was upon him. In his hand, a short switchblade. In one quick motion, he gripped the handle of the knife, and with pure rage, stabbed Christian in the chest. He'd come at an angle, through his ribs, piercing his lung. Theo pushed it in further, twisting the blade, before pulling it out.

Christian was in shock. The hot searing pain in his chest was all he could think about. He lost his footing, went to fall forward into Theo, as if to ask for help...but Theo pushed him back, forcing him to fall to his knees.

It only took a few minutes. From his knees, he fell forward and onto his side. With blood in his lungs, he could not speak. Theo simply stood there, and watched him, as he died.

Once it was over, Theo wiped the blade off on his pants, and stuck it back in his pocket. He looked around, to be sure no one was watching. He took up Christian by his feet and started to drag him into a dark alleyway. He wasn't sure how he would cover this up, he hadn't really thought about that...he hadn't really thought about anything. Only that Christian had hurt Ruby for the last time.