Get washed up and dressed.
I love this shit. The fast life. The club scene. The girls. The drugs. The money. The fame. I have never been higher as a music artist than I am now.
“Titan, here,” my best friend and drug dealer, Bash, says. Bash has been my guy since we thought cooties were a real thing. I take another swig from my bottle of Rosé Ace of Spades, then bend down and snort the line of cocaine Bash just laid out for me.
“Is your name really Titan?” asks the blond groupie who’s been rubbing her sweet ass on me all night.
“Yeah,” I say while wiping my nose clean.
“Like the Greek gods?”
“Titans gave birth to the Greek gods.”
The first of two good things my crack whore of a mother ever did for me was give me my name. The second was giving me to my grandmother to raise when I was a toddler. I haven’t seen her since, and I have no idea if she’s dead or alive. She probably wouldn’t recognize me if we ran into each other on the street. I wouldn’t recognize her either. She could be in this club right now, for all I know. Not in VIP where I am, unless she’s had a major come up.
“I bet you fuck like a god,” she says. She runs her hand over my graphic tee, down my chest and torso, feeling my slim but cut body.
“Wanna find out?” She nods her head, and I pour more Ace of Spades into her mouth right from the bottle. “How rough do you like it?” I ask.
“How rough can you give it to me?”
I expose her breasts. I’m happy to see her nipples are pierced, so I slap them hard to give her a small taste of what she’s in for. After finishing off the Ace of Spades, I grab her by her tight little ass and kiss her hard.
“Let’s go.”
“The club doesn’t close for another hour,” she says.
“Let’s go.”
I stand at the end of the bed shirtless with a flogger in each hand, looking at the little snow bunny I took back to the hotel room with me. After doing more lines of powder, I cuff her into the spreader bar I keep in my standing hotel room at a chain hotel in downtown Atlanta, along with other toys. Snow Bunny is face down with her ass in the air, arms stretched under her, and blindfolded.
Yeah, yeah. I know you aren’t supposed to play when intoxicated, but where the fuck is the fun in that?
I swing down hard with my right arm, swatting her with a flogger.
“Aaah,” she screams from the sting on her ass.
I swing my left and follow almost immediately with my right again. In the next few moments, I find my rhythm, swinging the floggers crisscross, so they never touch each other, and she’s constantly getting hit.
Her moans fuel me, driving me to pick up speed and swing harder. I keep going until her porcelain ass turns a beautiful rose-pink color. Dropping the floggers, I kneel next to her on the bed and start massaging her ass. It soothes her. She purrs like a kitten from my touch.
“You like that?” I ask just before spanking her tender ass with my hand.
Snow Bunny jumps, and her breath catches. That’s just the reaction I wanted. Now I want her to squirm. I start spanking her with my hand until not only her hands become fists and her toes curl, but she fruitlessly tries to get away from me. She isn’t going anywhere tied up the way she is.
I stand up and take a condom out of my pocket, make quick work of removing my pants and boxer briefs, then put the condom on. Positioning myself behind her, I slowly enter her dripping wet slit.
“Fuck, you are tight,” I moan.
“You are fucking huge,” she replies. I pull all the way out and pause for a beat and then ram into her over and over again. She moans wildly. We’re fucking like animals.
“You. Like. That. Slut?” I ask between thrusts.
“Yes.” I smack her hard on the ass.
“Yes, Sir,” she corrects herself.
“Good slut.” I continue to fuck the dog shit out of her. Her moans echo off the walls as I hold her in place and pound into her like she is someone I hate. She squirts all over me and down her legs several times before I finally cum. I fall onto the bed next to her, panting and sweating. She tries to move closer to me but fails. With one hand, I release her from the spreader bar one shackle at a time then, I move away from her. “Get washed up and dressed,” I tell her.
“I can’t spend the night and get room service?” She asks with a begging and innocent tone. I don’t know why females think that works on men who only want them for sex.
“No,” I answer without even looking at her. I do not understand for the life of me why hoes today think they are supposed to get something for being hoes. That shit doesn’t fly with me.
When she comes out of the bathroom, I have on a plush cotton robe.
“So, Titan…do you want to party some more?” She tries to look seductive but it’s obvious that she’s had more than enough of everything. Snow Bunny can barely keep her balance.
“No,” I say as I make my way to the door to let her out. She lingers around the desk, trying to come up with a way to stay longer.
“You never asked me for my name.”
“I don’t need it.” I open the door to let her know that staying isn’t an option for her.
“Asshole,” she retorts as she clumsily storms past me.
“Yup.”
After closing the door behind her, I go into the bathroom to take a quick shower and put my clothes back on. It is almost club closing time, and I have to get home to my babies.
Back home, I walk into my bedroom to find my two girlfriends already asleep. Sasha and Jackie are naked and curled up in each other’s arms. The light outside the pool house peeks between the blinds, illuminating their bodies. I could never get enough of seeing them like this. I take my clothes off and make my way to lay between them.
“Make some room for Daddy, babies,” I tell them in a soft tone.
They untangle from each other and move over slightly. I lay on my back, and they both instinctively lay on my chest. I wrap my arms around them and close my eyes. Sleep finds me fast.
