"Riley, I hope you know how much this goes against everything I have stood for and try to fight for." Huey groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Heh, you's just mad you ain't got a bitch'a ya own." Smirked Riley as he sat in front of the TV in the living room, in the middle of playing a video game. However, he was also sitting in the lap of a woman that may look familiar to the Freeman boys. It was Luna. Honestly, I don't feel like going too into it, so I'll let Huey take over.
Now, you're probably thinking "Ain't that the killer kung-fu wolf bitch from a while ago that blew herself up". Well, yes and no.
Remember that place that had that clone of Stinkmeaner that showed up one day and never really again? Yeah, turns out there were other clones in there. Some real Jordan Peele-type shit.
Anyway, one of them was a clone of Luna that managed to escape. Messed up a whole buncha people on the way out too. And when she made it out, she had no memories of who she was.
Unluckily, Riley was the one who found her and decided to keep her around. As a slave. And as much as I hate the government keeping clones of us black people in tanks, this has gotta be way worse. Riley's gotta be one of the most thick-headed niggas I know.
Anyway, now we got a clone of Luna, someone that's tried to kill Grandad, Riley, and me before just hanging around the house. I know, it don't make any sense, but this is what the story is. Don't like it, back out. It's what the tags and warnings are there for.
Thank you.
Clone Luna was currently sitting happy as Riley's chair as he was gaming. His head leaned back against her plump breasts while her hands massaged his small thighs. She was wearing one of Riley's tank tops, which was serving more as a crop top to her, her chest almost spilling out of it. This and a pair of jean shorts were all the clothes the woman were given.
"You're right, I AM mad! I don't see how you can keep her here as a SLAVE and not see how fucked up it is!" Huey spat at his brother.
"Hey! She ain't a slave! Two-na, tell 'im." Riley commanded.
"I am not a slave, Huey! It's okay!" The older woman said with a smile.
Huey cocked an eyebrow, "Two-na?"
"Yeah. Like Luna Two. Two-na. What? Got a problem with that?" asked Riley, clearly unaware of what that sounded like.
"…Nope. Not at all." Huey answered, deciding to not give him the respect on what a stupid ass name that is.
"Yeah, that's right." Riley scoffed before turning back to the TV.
"How the hell did you even get Grandad to let her stay here? The original her nearly killed him." Huey asked, crossing his arms.
"Oh, we worked out an agreement." Riley said with a grin.
"Grandad, this ain't gon' be enough. I'm gonna need'ta see at least a hundred more if you want a round with her." Riley pointed to Two-na standing behind him, the woman in question giving a smile and a wave.
"BOY! I am letting you, ya brother, and this freaky-ass clone of that freaky-ass bitch stay here! YOU should be paying ME to keep her 'round here!" Robert scolded as he glared down into his grandson's eyes.
"Sure. But how long's it been since you got it on, old man? And when's the next time you think you'll get a chance like this again?" Riley asked with a smirk while his grandfather sneered at him.
"Besides, this one thinks you're cute too. Ain't that right?" Riley turned to Two-na expectantly.
"That's right~ Robert, I still think you're very handsome for someone at your age~" She strutted towards the older man, watching as his frustrated sneer turned to brief look of shock when he felt Two-na's hand graze his cheek.
His eyes immediately shot to her breasts, staring very blatantly at them with an admiring grin. An appreciative chuckle left the older man as he reached a hand down to try and grope her rear.
Before he could even graze the fabric of her shorts, he felt it twist around towards him, close to the point of breaking. He was on his knees on the floor, Two-na keeping a firm hold on his wrist, but making sure not to break anything.
"MUTHAF-!!" Robert cried out between stammers of pain and discomfort.
"The money, Granddad." Riley restated, now looking down at the old man.
"Fine! Fine! Damn!" As soon as he agreed, Two-na let go of him. Rubbing the wrist she almost snapped, he reached for his wallet to pull out another hundred-dollar bill. A frustrated groan left him as he handed the money to his grandson.
"Cheap-ass punk." He spat.
"Pleasure doin' bidness, Robert." Riley smirked before snapping his fingers.
"Two-na, treat him nice." He added before leaving the room, chuckling as he fanned himself with the cash he got.
Robert sneered at the boy before turning back to the fine young woman, or clone, beside him.
"Ain't no way I'm calling you Tuna." He said with a smirk before finally grabbing her ass.
And that's all I'll leave it at.
"You're hoeing her out too? Nigga, don't you got no shame?" Huey asked, frustration evident in his voice.
"Hey, it's been making me tons'a cash. I don't see you with any'a that. Broke-ass nigga." Riley retorted with a smirk.
Huey then turned to Two-na, who was focused entirely on Riley. Her hands continued to rub his legs and waist.
"Two-na, ain't you feeling weird or wrong 'bout this whole thing?" he asked, earning her attention.
"Not at all! Young Reezy here saved me, so I'm just returning the favor." She answered with a smile.
"I know you ain't makin' her call ya that." Huey's head shot to Riley.
"Hell yeah! She knows what's good. Ain't that right?" He looked back at Two-na.
"For real, Young Reezy." She answered as she leaned down to peck his cheek. Her hands then traveled up to his chest, nails brushing against him through his top.
"Woah! Hey, bitch! Watch the nails!" he spat at her.
"Sorry, Young Reezy!" Two-na quickly apologized before pulling her hands back to his legs.
Riley then turned back to his game, leaning back against the older woman.
Huey remained displeased, "Riley, you ever heard of Siegried and Roy?"
"No, and I don't care."
"The guys in Vegas with the white tigers?" Huey asked.
"Nah. If Diddy ain't rapped about 'em, I don't care." He answered ignorantly.
Huey rolled his eyes, "Look, they worked in Vegas with white tigers for years, until one day in 2003, one of them started attacking them and left one of 'em with a broken spine."
"Heh. Hate to see what a black tiger would do to 'em." Riley chuckled, prompting a groan from his brother.
"I'm sayin' that you gotta be careful. Cuz one day, her killer kung-fu wolf bitch personality might just pop off, and then you're gonna be the one left to deal with it."
Riley then paused the game before leaning over to turn the console off. "Whateva, nigga. Now fuck off, me and Two-na bout'a get ready to head to Thugnificent's place. Feel like showin' her off." A smirk curled up on his lips.
"This ain't gonna end well for you, Riley." Huey warned as he left the room. Riley was gonna have to deal with this on his own.
Riley rolled his eyes as he got to his feet, heading over to his closet to grab a hoodie. Two-na got to her feet as well, watching the young man get dressed.
"Aight, bitch, we're leavin'!" Riley announced after pulling his dark hoodie on and walking past the older woman.
Two-na followed him, hands behind her back and a smile on her lips. "I really love being around you, Reezy." She hummed.
"Yeah, whatever. And it's Young Reezy, go it?" He said tersely, shooting a glare at the older woman, a pang of guilt hitting her.
"I'm sorry, Young Reezy. I won't do it again." She apologized with a slight whine, feeling bad that she made him upset.
"Yeah, ya better not." He huffed, making his way downstairs. Once he was at the bottom, he stopped to face her, a smile on his face.
"Actually, when we get there, you start callin' me 'Daddy'." He commanded, feeling really proud of himself for it. Thugnificent and his crew had their bitches call them that, so why not?
"Oh! Alright, Daddy! If that's what you want." she beamed, jumping a bit in excitement and making her tits bounce in her shirt.
The young man chuckled at the sight of her jiggling chest, feeling right proud of himself for managing to find this clone chick. Huey didn't know what he was talking about, there was no way this could go wrong.
"Let's roll." He said as he stepped out of the front door.
Music was blaring over the speakers as Riley chilled with Thugnificent and his crew. They were all sitting in his living room, the larger-than-life TV playing the rapper's music videos.
Riley sat amongst them in his own seat, Two-na sitting on one of the arms of it. He had an arm around her waist, clearly eager to show her off.
"So you're sayin' this bitch is a clone of that crazy kung fu bitch your Grandad dated?" asked Thugnificent after finishing off the booze in his glass.
"Damn right! Not only is she my bitch, but she makes for a damn good bodyguard too." He then pointed to the glass Thugnificent set down on the table. "Throw that shit at me right now."
The older rapper hummed in confusion, but reached for the glass and picked it up. He then hurled it as fast as he could at the boy.
Two-na shot her hand to where it flew, grabbing it before it hit Riley. A collective, impressed gasp swept the whole Lethal Interjection crew.
"Dayum!" Thugnificent exclaimed, reaching over to take the glass back from her.
"Ye. Can any'a ya'll bitches do that?" Riley asked, causing them all to start chattering amongst themselves.
"My bitch can cook a mean lasagna."
"My bitch can drive stick."
"My bitch knows French. Real fun when we get freaky~"
Riley sat proud in his seat, feeling the other's envy and frustration as they eyed Two-na up. This was exactly the kind of reaction he was hoping for.
"Yeah, ever since Daddy took me in, he's made me so happy!" Two-na spoke up, reaching down to brush her hand against Riley's arm.
Immediately, Riley reached up to smack her across the face, prompting a gasp from the older woman, her eyes wide.
"Bitch, did I say you could talk?!" he asked, glaring up at Two-na.
She cupped her cheek as she looked down at the young man. It wasn't like he really hurt her, but she certainly didn't expect him to actually hit her.
"…No. Sorry, daddy…" she apologized.
"Damn right." He then turned back to the others. "Sorry 'bout that, gotta teach a bitch respect, ya know?"
"It's cool, Ri." Thugnificent assured, "I get it. Having bitches can be a bitch." He said with a chuckle. "I should know. Gotta make sure to treat 'em right, though, when they act right. Am I right?" he turned to the rest of the crew, each of them nodding and agreeing with him.
Riley cocked an eyebrow, "The fuck's that mean? You sayin' I aint treatin' my bitch right?" he asked, his arm wrapped around her waist. His eyes narrowed at the older man, cautious of what he was saying.
"Woah woah! I ain't tryna' tell ya how to treat ya bitch. I just mean if you wanna keep her around, you're gonna have to reward her when she does somethin' good." Thugnificent instructed. "I get my bitches the finest necklaces and dresses and shit that they want, and take 'em out to fancy ass restaurants. That shit really get's em nice and wet~." He smirked with a chuckle, leaning back in his seat.
Two-na's eyes lit up at the idea of that, going out somewhere with Riley, just the two of them, it sounded really nice! She looked to the young man in question, silently hoping that he was open to the idea. Of course, she couldn't say anything, otherwise it might upset him.
"Why the hell would I do any'a that shit? She's just a ho, and she's mine. And she knows it, right?" Riley turned to Two-na expectantly.
She was caught off guard for a moment before speaking up, "That's right. I'm Daddy's ho, and I'm only his!" she announced while leaning a little closer to him.
"Damn right~" Riley smirked before giving her butt a playful spank.
Thugnificent let out a sigh before finally getting to his feet. "Riley, follow me. And leave her." He said before making his way to the adjacent kitchen.
An annoyed groan left the boy as he got up as well, starting to follow Thugnificent to the other room. "Stay, Two-na." he commanded the woman before leaving the room. She remained sitting against the chair, curiously watching Riley leave.
Soon enough, Riley and Thugnificent were alone. "Nigga, what's up? You just mad that my bitch is better than all y'all bitches combined?" Riley asked, arms crossed and a cocky grin on his face.
Thugnificent pinched the bridge of his nose, "Riley, look, I've seen my fair share of bitches in my life, so you gotta trust me when I say you need to treat her better." He said while pointing to the other room.
Riley rolled his eyes with a groan, "Nigga, I thought you was hard and didn't give a shit 'bout what bitches think." He said brazenly. "You and Huey are getting riled up 'bout this."
"Listen, I've seen what bitches can do if you don't treat 'em right. Almost lost my dick when one'a my old bitches got fed up and tried cutting it off in my sleep!" He knelt down to be eye level with Riley.
"Your bitch over there is crazy, I can tell." Thugnificent started to whisper, "She's nuts for you, and if you don't treat her right, she could do some real fucked up shit to you. Or me! So, if you wanna stay a part'a my crew, do something to keep that bitch satisfied!"
Riley's expression didn't change, his teeth gritted in annoyance and his eyes narrowed at the other. "…Fine. What do I gotta do?"
"Aight, so first, you gotta take her-"
"AAAAAHHHH!!!" A shrill wail came from the living room, followed by a loud thug, interrupting their conversation.
Riley and Thugnificent ran to the living room to see one of the other guys had been thrown to the wall, the others stepping back from Two-na cautiously. The woman in question had a very intense, very angry look on her face.
"Yo! Yo! The fuck happened?!" Thugnificent asked.
"Mack was tryna' try something with her, and the bitch just threw him across the room!" Flonominal explained.
Riley shot his head at the woman, "Two-na! The fuck's wrong with you?!" he spat.
"You said no one was allowed to touch me unless you were okay with it!" Two-na explained, confused by his reaction.
"Stupid ho, this is my crew! They're chill!" Riley retorted, reaching up to grab her shirt and drag her down enough for him to smack her across the face again.
"I'm sorry, Daddy!" Two-na apologized, holding back tears. Not from pain, but from how mad she made him.
"Ya better fuckin' be! I can't have you messin' with my crew like this!" he snarled before smacking her again.
Thugnificent watched as Mack straggled to his feet, groaning in pain, then back at Riley and Two-na. Even he was smart enough to know this would be a huge problem if it wasn't taken care of.
"Yo! Ri! Chill out!" He interjected before Riley could slap Two-na again. The two of them turned to face him.
Riley groaned in annoyance, "Ey, she's my bitch! I treat her how-"
"Chill, homie. I think all she needs is just a night out." He assured, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder. "I know this one place that I take my bitches there all the time and they love it. Just gotta let 'em know I sent ya and you can get anything you want." He assured.
He turned to Two-na, "How's that sound, Two-na? You wanna spend the night with Riley here?"
The older woman looked up at Thugnificent, then to Riley. It did sound very nice, having a chance to spend some time with him and enjoy themselves. "…Yeah. It does." She nodded.
"Great! I'm sure you two are gonna love it." Thugnificent assured, looking down at Riley, briefly giving a look that told him 'You better do this or you're out of the crew'. Riley could tell that sort of thing.
"…Aight, fine. I'll do it." The boy agreed begrudgingly before letting go of Two-na. He then turned to face her, "You gotta learn to behave yourself, though, got it?"
She quickly nodded, "Yes, daddy." She assured before sitting back down in the seat she was in before. The rest of the crew kept their distance from her, Mack currently limping out of the room.
Thugnificent then leaned to Riley's ear, "You owe me real fuckin' big for this, ya know?" he whispered.
"I didn't ask for ya help." Riley spat back softly.
"I ain't lettin' my crib get wrecked by your bitch! So you better make her feel real fuckin' nice and shit tonight, got it?"
Riley rolled his eyes, "Whatever." He said before stepping closer to Two-na. "We're leavin'." Was all her said before watching the older woman get to her feet and follow him out of the room and to the front door.
Riley looked back at Thugnificent one more time, squinting his eyes slightly while the rapper did the same thing. Soon enough, the two of them had left. The front door slammed shut with their exit.
As soon as they left, Thugnificent fell back on the couch with a sigh, cupping his hands on his face. "Motherfuck, that bitch is insane. She's gonna tear that kid apart."
"Yeah, but better him than us." One of the other crew members remarked.
A few hours later back at the Freeman house, Riley was getting ready for his date. The young man looked at himself in the mirror as he adjusted his hat, making sure to turn it the right way to make him seem both distinguished, yet intimidating. He even had a matching jacket on for it. He didn't plan on going out in public looking like a fool.
"Where the hell are you going?" asked his brother, standing in the hallway as he noticed Riley in the bathroom.
"Goin' out wit' my bitch. Course you'd never know what that's like. Gotta treat 'em right sometimes, ya know?" he asked with a smirk, not even looking away from the mirror.
"Uh-huh. This wouldn't happen to do with what I heard went down at Thugnificent's, would it?" asked Huey, arms crossed. He could see the other's face tense up as soon as he mentioned it.
"Nigga, how 'bout ya mind ya own business?" Riley spat after leaning closer in the mirror to get a better look.
"I just hope you take this as an opportunity to be more respectful to women. But I know that ain't gonna be the case." Huey sighed, shaking his head in disappointment.
"Yeah, you can keep bitchin' here while I hit up that place Thugnificent told me 'bout." Riley smirked as he finally stepped out of the bathroom.
"Yo, Two-na! Get out here!" He called down the hall where their room was. He watched as the woman in question stepped out.
With a smile on her face, Two-na stepped out of the room, dolled up in the fanciest dress Riley could find for her. It was a red minidress that cut off just past the middle of her thighs. It was tight around her body, her cleavage on full display. Her black hair was also dolled up in a bun. She even had matching red heels on to go with it.
"Ooh! Looking great, Daddy!" She beamed, admiring the young man's outfit.
"Yeah, I know. Also, quit with that, go back to callin' me Reezy." He commanded.
"Okay, Reezy!" Two-na nodded, watching Riley make his way downstairs, following close behind him.
Riley reached for the door handle, twisting it open and stepping out into the night. He turned around once Two-na was outside, looking back to see Huey giving him a look from the stairs.
"What? The hell's ya problem?" Riley asked, getting fed up with how his brother was acting.
"Nothin'. Enjoy your date." Huey answered, confident that Riley was going to learn his lesson soon enough.
With a scoff, Riley slammed the door shut before walking up to the sidewalk of the neighborhood. Thugnificent told him there'd be a cab pulling up soon enough. The young man kept his hands in his jacket pockets, tapping his foot impatiently.
Two-na remained standing beside him, watching the young man before looking out at the street. They were the only two outside right now.
"…Reezy?" she spoke up.
"What?" Riley asked, annoyed.
"I just…I wanted to let you know how much it means to me that you're doing this. Ever since you saved me, you've made me so happy and-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's just get this shit over with." He interrupted, watching a car start making his way closer to them until finally it stopped.
"Finally! Been waitin' forever." Riley whined as he opened the door and hopped inside, not even bothering to hold it open for Two-na.
Two-na's heart sank, feeling like he wasn't taking her feelings seriously. But she wasn't going to let that get in the way of their fun tonight! She just had to have more faith in Riley!
She walked to the other side and slid in the back seat beside Riley. Once they were buckled up, they immediately began driving off.
Soon enough, Riley and Two-na were seated in an upper class, fancy as hell restaurant. And just as Thugnificent told him, the two of them were given carte blanche on the menu there. Riley had no idea what a 'booly-base' was, or how to pronounce any of those weird ass French words, but he planned on ordering the most expensive thing they had.
He currently had his feet up on the table, a proud smirk on his face while his hat covered his eyes. He was getting a free meal out of this whole thing! And all because his bitch acted up.
Two-na was sipping champagne from a glass, resting against her chair as she listened to the piano music being played across the restaurant. She glanced over at Riley, a pensive look on her face.
She tried to keep being happy for his sake, but she was starting to get worried that Riley wasn't enjoying this as much as she was.
She then cleared her throat, "Uh…R-Reezy?" she asked, watching as the grin on his face went away, replaced by a neutral expression.
"What?"
"Are you uh…having fun?" she asked hopefully, leaning towards him slightly over the table.
"Yeah, sure. I guess." That was all he answered, swaying his foot in the air, not even looking her in the eye.
"That's good." She added, "I just want to make sure, don't want you to feel upset or unhappy. I know I made you mad earlier today…"
"Pfft, don't worry 'bout that. It got us here, after all." He mentioned before reaching over to grab his own glass of champagne, taking a sip. "Ya did good, Two-na."
Her eyes lit up, a smile returning to her face! He said she did good! That was great! "Thanks! I wanna keep doing good for you, Reezy!" She couldn't help but bounce her legs a little in excitement.
"Yeah, yeah, just chill the fuck out, aight?" He asked, lifting his hat up to lock eyes with her.
She froze up when she felt his eyes on her, a shiver running up her back. Two-na then cleared her throat, "Right. Sorry." She apologized.
Riley then lowered his hat back over his eyes, waiting for their waiter to finally come back. And lo and behold, the lanky, blonde, white waiter finally arrived.
"Are you two ready to order?" He asked in a light, French accent, looking to Two-na, expecting her to answer first.
"Yeah." Riley answered, now getting the waiter's attention. He then pulled up his menu, opening it up. "Get me whatever the fuck this is. The 'boof bor-guy-nen' shit." Riley pointed to the item on the menu, his pronunciation making the waiter's eye twitch in annoyance.
"Very well, sir. And you, ma'am?" he asked, turning to Two-na.
"Oh…uh…what can I get?" she asked, turning to Riley.
The boy shrugged, "Fuck if I care. Get what ya want. I ain't the one paying for it."
Wow. This was new. He was actually giving her a choice to pick something. The older woman looked back at the menu, quickly scanning the menu for something that sounded delicious.
"I'll have the Bouillabaisse, please." She turned to the waiter, who was overjoyed at her pronouncing it correctly.
"Ah, but of course. And we will have it out for you as soon as possible." The waiter took their menus before making his way to the kitchen.
That felt good, to make a choice like that. Even if it was just for food. Ever since Riley took her in, she hadn't had much of a chance to pick things out for her. He always told her what to do, or how to act, or where to go. Which wasn't bad, she owed him a lot for saving her after all.
"The hell you thinkin' bout?" Riley spoke up, snapping Two-na out of her thoughts.
The older woman jolted in surprise, turning to the boy across from her. "Oh, n-nothing." She answered on instinct, taking another sip of champagne.
She hesitated for a few seconds before speaking up, "…Actually, I…I was just thinking about where we could go after this."
"The hell ya mean? We headin' back home after we're done here." He said.
"I mean, do we have to? We can still have fun together even after we're done eating." Her heart was racing, worried about upsetting the young man. But if he liked having her around so much, then why wouldn't he want to spend more time with her?
Riley rolled his eyes with a groan, "Aight, what are ya thinkin'?" Maybe if he went along with this it'd mean she'd be less likely to kill any of his crew. Or at least get everyone off his ass.
"Well, I was thinking after dinner we could…go somewhere private? Like a hotel?" she suggested, a blush on her lips as she traced her finger around the rim of her glass.
A smirk crept up on Riley's face, "Oooh, wanna get freaky, huh?~ Well, lucky for you, I snatched Grandad's credit card before we left. And I'm in a good mood. So yeah, we can do that."
Two-na's face lit up when she heard him say that, "Really?! Oh, thank you so much, Reezy!" She couldn't help but reach across the table and pull the other in for a hug.
Almost immediately, he pushed away from her. Well, tried at least, Two-na proved to have a vice grip on him.
"Bitch! Get off me!" He demanded muffledly, his face shoved between her tits.
She quickly realized what she was doing and quickly let him go, watching him fall to the floor. "Sorry!" Two-na quickly apologized as Riley shot her a glare.
He dusted himself off before moving back to his chair. "Bitch, you crazy!" he spat at her.
Two-na tensed up, her heart sinking and her face dropping in sadness. She didn't mean to make him mad, she was just so happy. "I'm sorry, Reezy…" she apologized with a soft sniffle, clearly on the verge of tears.
Riley just rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Just learn how to chill the fuck out." He finished his champagne, holding up his glass. "Yo! Can a nigga get a refill?!" he shouted, earning the attention and ire of the other restaurant patrons.
It didn't take long for a waiter to come up and refill Riley's glass, doing his best to keep his composure.
"And where the hell's my food?"
The waiter took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "I am sorry, sir, but our food takes time to prepare. But I believe it will be done quite shortly." He then took the liberty to refill Two-na's glass too.
"It fuckin' better be." Riley snipped before taking another sip of his drink.
"Thank you." Two-na said with a somewhat tired smile. This wasn't quite going the way she hoped it would. She was hoping for something a bit more romantic and sweet, but it seemed like no matter what she did, Riley wasn't happy. Was there something wrong with her?
Was there something wrong…with him?
No, no, that couldn't be right. Riley was great! He was kind enough to save her from that awful place she came from and even give her somewhere to stay. And all he asked for in return was to keep him safe from people. And have sex with his Grandad when he wanted. And cook his food. And beat up anyone that gave him lip. And make sure to- wow, there was a lot of things he demanded from her. But it was all fair, right?
"Your meal, monsieur and madam." The waiter interrupted Two-na's train of thought before he set out a plate for each of them.
"Fuckin' finally. Damn." Riley whined, grabbing his fork before looking down at the food he was given. He couldn't help but sneer a bit at what he was looking at. Sure as hell didn't look like anything he ever ate before.
It looked like a bunch of meat and vegetable pieces mixed together. He could have just gotten this at the store if he wanted. If this was the most expensive thing they got, he'd hate to see what was cheaper.
As tempted as he was to just throw it and demand something more suitable for his palette, Riley was really damn hungry right now. So, he jabbed his fork in and took a bite of meat. It was alright.
Two-na was happily enjoying her own food, scooping up a bite of it with her spoon before bringing it to her mouth. It was absolutely delicious.
The two of them didn't talk much during their meal, focused more on eating rather than chatting. Riley wasn't really in the mood for talking at the moment.
It wasn't long before the two of them were finished, the bill obviously paid for by Thugnificent. Two-na had to get up and use the bathroom, leaving Riley by himself at the table.
The young man boredly played on his phone, waiting for the older woman to come back. He didn't notice the waiter approaching him until he said something.
"Excuse me, sir, but would you and your date like anything else this evening?" He asked, hands clasped together and a terse smile on his face.
"Nah." Answered Riley flatly.
This was the waiter's chance to try and get in this kid's good graces. Last thing he wanted was for him to tell Thugnificent his dining experience was bad. "…If you don't mind me saying, monsieur, you're a very lucky man to have such a beautiful and well-learned woman with you. I can tell she loves you very much."
"Hah! Love? You kiddin' me with that shit? She's just my bitch." He spat at the other. "All she ever is to me and all she'll ever be. Ain't nothin' more, ain't nothin' less. She's lucky she's useful, otherwise I'd'a left her out there on her own." Last thing he wanted was for people to think he gave a shit about her.
The waiter did his best not to look completely mortified at what this kid was saying. He took a deep breath, "I…see. You two have a good rest of your evening…" he then walked off.
"Fuckin' finally." Riley muttered as he watched him walk off. In the corner of his eye, he saw Two-na approach the table. He then got off his chair and to his feet, making his way to the front door.
"Let's go." That was all he said, knowing she'd follow her. He didn't even notice the total shift in her expression, nor that Two-na was within earshot of everything he just said to the waiter.
"Right. Of course, Reezy…" Two-na said, holding back a sigh. It took everything she had not to break down right there. Her blood was boiling, but she kept a straight face as she followed the young boy. When they got to the hotel, she would make her move.
It took them a while to find a place that Riley felt was high class enough for him, not giving a shit about how much it was since it was his Grandad's card he was using. But finally, they managed to find a room that he was satisfied with, with a huge bed, and large windows looking out over town.
"Ya know, Two-na, I gotta admit, this wasn't a bad idea." Riley spoke up, standing beside the window. He had his jacket off, leaving him in just his shorts, his top completely exposed.
"Yeah. Thanks." Two-na was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor. He didn't care about her at all, not like she cared about him. So why was she letting him push her around like this? Anger and sadness were warring inside her as she tried to figure this out.
Riley turned back at her, noticing the lack of enthusiasm in her voice. "The fuck you sad for? Don't ya see where we are?"
Clutching her hands, Two-na lifted her head up to lock eyes with the young man. "Riley, how do you feel about me?" she asked in a slightly demanding tone.
The boy squinted his eyes, "Fuck ya askin' me that for?"
"Just please answer the question."
The two remained silent for a few seconds, Two-na on the edge of her seat to hear his answer.
Riley walked closer to the other, now standing right in front of her. His eyes didn't leave hers for a second. She then pushed his index finger to her forehead.
"You're my bitch. That's it. Thought you'd'a learn this by now." He answered shamelessly, clearly unaware of the bear he was literally poking.
Two-na's teeth gritted in frustration, her heart racing as she suddenly grabbed his hand that was poking her forehead. She shot to her feet, leaving the boy to dangle from her grip.
"Hey! Bitch, let me go!" Riley shouted, using his free hand to slam against her wrist over and over. She didn't flinch. He tried kicking his legs against her stomach and hips, but it was just as effective.
Two-na glared down at the struggling boy, eyes wide and crazed. She was fed up now!
"I have done everything you've wanted, Riley! I've kept you safe from other gangs, I let you show me off to your friends, I even had sex with your grandfather of all people! And this whole time, I thought you kept me around because you loved me!"
Tears started to run down her cheeks, a whimper breaking through. She lifted him up high enough so that they were at eye level. "I thought you loved me…like I loved you…" Two-na sniffled, her gaze turning to the floor.
"LET! ME! GO! CRAZY! BITCH!" Riley demanded, continuing to kick and punch her as hard as he could, but she didn't so much as flinch.
He landed one punch right to her face that did make her head jolt to the side, only for her to turn her angry, frustrated eyes back to him.
"I'll make you love me if I have to!" She snarled before throwing Riley to the large bed behind them.
He let out a groan as he made impact, trying to crawl away.
But she was too fast, she shot her hand down to grab his wrists and keep them held together. With her other hand, she grabbed the sheets from the bed and tied them around his wrists as tight as she could.
Once she let go, Riley tried to bounce off the bed, kicking his legs to push himself off. But once again, she caught him before he could escape.
"Get off me, bitch!!" Riley shouted, trying to kick her away from him, only for it to do nothing.
With another sheet, Two-na tied Riley's ankles together, just as tight as his wrists. Once she was done, the boy was left wriggling and struggling on the bed.
"CRAZY FUCKIN' BITCH!! WHEN I GET OUTTA THIS, YOU'RE FUCKIN' DE-" Riley was interrupted when he felt Two-na's lips against his mouth and her hand on the back of his head.
She shoved her tongue down his mouth, moaning hotly against him while keeping a firm grip on his head. He struggled against her, but she didn't dare loosen her grip. She had given him so much since she met him, and now it was time for her to take.
Two-na kept herself straddled on top of him, feeling his body writhe against her own. She couldn't help but grind herself against his smaller form, moaning hotly in his mouth.
The more Riley struggled, the more he could feel himself running low on air. He tried his best to pull back from her, but the woman's grip kept him locked firmly against her lips. His lungs were burning from lack of air, body starting to go numb. He thought he would pass out until finally, she pulled away.
Riley was gasping for air, eyes half-lidded and mouth agape. He was forced to look into the insane clone's eyes, crazed and intense. A trail of saliva connected them for a moment before it suddenly broke.
"What about it, Reezy? Do you love me yet?" she asked.
He took a few seconds to compose himself, trying to think of a cool answer to give. However, he soon settled with spitting in her face, right on her eye too.
Two-na tensed up, her body trembling with rage. In spite of that, she took a deep breath as she wiped her eyes clean.
"Looks like I still have more work to do." She sighed as she pulled herself off from him, watching as the boy tried to futilely squirm off the bed.
Two-na then reached down to grab Riley's shorts before suddenly ripping them off his body along with his underwear, leaving him completely naked.
He yelped in shock, trying to jolt back, but could only move so much. His half-hard cock was on display. As ashamed as he was to admit it, having a girl grind herself against him did get him a bit hard.
"YOU BITCH!! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' KILL YOU WHEN I GET OUTTA THIS!!" Riley snarled, still struggling feebly.
Two-na couldn't help but smile, seeing the boy struggle like this beneath her sent a warm shiver up her back. She then lifted her skimpy dress up, exposing her pantied crotch to the other. That didn't last long as she slide her black underwear down her legs, exposing her naked sex.
"Mmm~ You're so adorable, Riley~" She hummed before rubbing herself off in front of him. The whole time, she kept her weight on top of him, watching him try to escape and fail.
Riley just watched as the older woman touched herself. He'd find this a lot hotter if he wasn't tied down and pinned by her. But even that didn't seem to be enough, as he could feel himself getting more erect by the second.
Two-na bit her lip as she looked down at the boy's scowling expression, her fingers now slipping inside herself. She could see his cock throbbing and twitching beneath her, proving that despite how hesitant he seemed before, he was liking this.
Her free hand reached up to the top of her dress, pulling it down to reveal her large breasts. She grabbed one, massaging it while touching herself. Hot moans and whimpers left the older woman, a smile on her face.
Riley couldn't turn his eyes away from her, occasionally trying to slide out from under her, but failing. A part of him was worried if he was actually gonna die tonight. But he couldn't look scared in front of his bitch.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted this~" Two-na exhaled, fingering herself for a few more seconds until she suddenly pulled out of herself.
"But I think you deserve a little bit of fun too~" she smirked before suddenly reaching down to grab the other by the hips and flipping him over on his stomach.
"AH! Bitch, what the hell you doin'?!" he cried out, looking back at her. He could feel her start to lift him up so his ass was raised, one of her hand resting on his buttock before spreading it and exposing his twitching hole.
Riley froze up, eyes widened as realization hit him. "YOU BETTER FUCKIN' NOT!!" he shouted, trying his best to pull away from her, but she proved to be too strong and too fast to let him move.
Two-na's arm hooked under his legs, her hand keeping his ass spread while her other arm reached down to rub coat her fingers in her own slick.
"Relax, Reezy, struggling will just make it hurt more~" she teased as she brought her slick covered digits to his anus.
"STOP, DAMMIT!! I AIN'T INTO THAT!! BACK THE FUCK OFF!!" he begged, trying to lunge away from her and failing. Soon enough, he felt the ends of her fingers against his asshole, a shudder running up his back.
He could feel them start to enter him, prompting him to slam his head down and scream into the bed. Riley's body shuddered at the feeling of her fingers inside him. He never in his life thought he'd get ass raped like this.
His whimpers and whines were muffled against the bed, no longer trying to fight back against her. It felt like she had shoved her whole hand inside him, but in reality, she just pushed past the first knuckle.
Two-na kept pushing her fingers inside him, feeling his ass tighten. But she wasn't dissuaded, she kept going until she was all the way down to the last knuckle. She could feel and hear him cry against the bed, making her shudder in arousal.
She could feel his prostate against the pads of her fingers, prompting her to start pumping them inside Riley's ass. As she fingered him, she could see his cock throb and twitch, getting harder by the second while pre dribbled from his tip.
Of course, he was just a little above average for his age, but that was more than enough to set Two-na off. She licked her lips at the sight of his erect member, her sex aching and craving it more by the second.
A few more seconds passed as she pumped her fingers inside him before finally pulling out abruptly. She watched Riley shoot his head up from the bed, panting and whining as he tried catching his breath. She could see some tears streak down his face as he turned back at her.
He tried his best to look hard and unfazed by what she did, but he could only take so much in his ass. His teeth gritted, air hissing past them while he glared at the woman.
"You're…fuckin'…dead…" he snarled, doing his best to ignore the overwhelming pain he was feeling.
"Then I'll have to enjoy this while I can~" Two-na chuckled before flipping him back on his back, his cock erect and sticking straight up.
She wasted no time in slamming herself down on his dick, a shrill, blissful wail leaving her. Her hands shot down to Riley's shoulders, keeping a firm grip on them, nails digging into his skin.
Riley cried out in pain, the sudden sting of her nails making him jolt. He tried to struggle against her again, hoping to somehow escape her, but it was no use. Not even getting his dick wet was enough to make this any better for him. And it felt like the night wasn't anywhere close to being over.
Two-na began slamming herself down on Riley's body, going at a brisk pace while low, pleasured grunts left her lips. Her teeth gritted and her body hunched forward, boobs bouncing while she rode the young boy's cock.
"YES!! YES!! THIS IS EVEN BETTER THAN I THOUGHT!! WAY BETTER THAN ROBERT!!~" She exhaled.
Unfortunately, the pain wasn't enough to make Riley not briefly think about his Grandad in a position like this.
The feeling of her hips slamming down against his own over and over again made the boy ache and groan. On top of his ass being sore from her fingering, and her nails scratching him, Riley was not having the best time right now.
All he could do was just let this insane bitch ride him, and that was the worst thing of all.
Two-na turned her attention to Riley, seeing how distraught he looked. She felt like he could use a bit of cheering up, so she leaned down and shoved her lips to his in yet another kiss.
He did protest quite as much, just letting her invade his mouth with her tongue. She kept a hold on the back of his head, making sure he didn't dare pull away. Not that he had the energy to try.
The longer she kept riding, the closer he could feel himself get to cumming. His body jolted and shuddered against hers while he tried to pull his face away from her again.
Two-na pulled her tongue out of his mouth, staring into his angry eyes. "You getting close, Reezy?~" she exhaled with a smirk.
"Get fucked." Riley spat back.
"What do you think I'm doing?~" She taunted, her hips suddenly moving even faster and harder against his. Her hand shot down to start playing with her clit, eager to climax with him.
Riley gritted his teeth, eyes slammed shut as growl after grunt left him. His body tightened up before his orgasm finally shot inside her. On instinct, his hips bucked inside her, eager to shoot his load into her.
Two-na's head shot back as another pleasured roar left her, climax hitting her as well. Her sex tightened around Riley's cock, making sure to milk every last drop it could out of him. She also squirted all over his lap, the excitement from this moment getting to her.
"Fucking! Bitch!" Riley growled, feeling shot after shot of jizz shoot out of him. It wasn't long before he felt himself getting tired, his body going limp.
The last of his load shot inside Two-na, the older woman slumping forward on top of the young man. Her chest pressed against Riley's face, giving the young man just enough space between her tits to breathe. Satisfaction welled inside the woman, a smile on her face.
Even if he still didn't love her, she had to admit that she enjoyed herself. Her arms started to wrap around Riley, pulling him close. Slowly, she ran her hands up and down his back.
"I love you, Riley." She exhaled with a content grin.
Riley wanted nothing more than to dump this bitch and get her out of his life! But unfortunately, he didn't even have the energy to say it. All he could do for now was let this woman use him for all he had.
A few minutes passed before she let him go, finally looking down to see his tired face. She held his cheeks in her hands, thumb brushing a spot where there were tear marks.
"So? Do you love me, Reezy?" she asked softly, hoping his answer was yes.
Riley tried to weigh his options, he could say yes and hope that'd be enough for her to let him go. But Riley wasn't that type of nigga.
"Hell…no…" He grunted, feeling her thumb stop on his cheeks. He was not going to just let a bitch like her tell him how to feel.
Her smile dropped slightly when she heard his answer, a sigh soon following it. "I thought you were smarter than this, Riley."
Two-na let go of his face, letting him fall back to the bed before crawling back to the foot of the bed. "Guess we'll just have to keep going until you admit it."
Riley tensed for a moment, immediately regretting his decision, "Woah woah woah! Hol' up! I-" he was suddenly silenced when Two-na stuffed a sock in his mouth, completely silencing him.
"Don't try talking yourself out of this. I know what we have to do. But first, let's get you prepped again~" Two-na slipped her two fingers in her mouth, pushing them to the back of her throat with a low hum, coating them in saliva before pulling them out.
With her free hand, she grabbed Riley's leg and pulled him closer. She then reached down to spread his ass once more, reaching her slickened fingers towards it.
"MMM!! MM-MM!! MM-MM!!!" Riley muffled around the sock in his mouth, trying to back away. However, he did feel her push her fingers inside him once more, making him bite down on the makeshift gag in his mouth. Tears threatened to run from the corners of his eyes, and he could only do so much to try and ignore the pain.
Two-na was rubbing against Riley's prostate once more, watching as he got harder and harder for her. She licked her lips at the sight in front of her.
"You're not leaving until you can finally admit your love for me~" she smirked before yanking her fingers out of him, feeling him jolt in her grip.
She stood up in front of the bed, looking down at the wannabe gangsta. He lost all that bravado he had earlier today, now left a whimpering, whining mess on the bed in front of her.
He would give her what he wanted if he knew what was good for him