THE GRUDGE: Misery Loves Company - Samples

Chapter One.

     Hen-Rock came back from taking a piss in the bathroom just in time to see video hopeful number sixteen grinning, as she was obviously confident she’d be chosen for the shoot.

    “Nah, not her”, Hen-Rock exclaimed loudly. “Hell no! Next!” Hen-Rock waved his hand and dismissed the 5 foot seven inch caramel bombshell from the video audition.

     Beef and Broc looked at one another and shook their heads after Nadia, the bad assed, thick brown skinned sister in the orange string bikini rolled her eyes and walked out.

     Broc and Beef, collectively the hip hop duo, Beef & Broccoli, looked at their manager Hen-Rock with disbelief. Broc exclaimed, “Unbelievable! That bitch was flawless. This nigga got a problem with every black bitch that comes through. Am I the only muthafucka’ that’s starting to see a pattern here? Hen-Rock, what up nigga? Is you color struck or some shit?”

     Beef co-signed, “Word up, Hen. What’s good with that? Why you running all these big assed, pretty big tity chicks up outta here like that? Don’t be so hard on the sisters.”

     Victor Reyes, the absolute who’s who of video directors, looked at Hen-Rock and sighed impatiently. “Look man, did you forget that this record is about women with big asses. We must have black women in the shoot also. They epitomize big asses. That girl looked great in a swimsuit, and this is for a beach scene. Get real, Hen-Rock. What ever hang-ups you got, get rid of ‘em, because we’re gonna finish casting today. All we got so far is a bunch of flat assed white girls, and I’m not dragging this thing out any longer. It’s not as if we have a bunch of dogs. These women are stunning. I fuckin’ love black women. What the hell’s your problem?”

    “I ain’t got no problem, man. I just hate black bitches”, was the calm reply Hen-Rock offered. Henry Jacobs AKA Hen-Rock, 31 year old manager of multi-platinum hip hop recording artists Beef & Broccoli, was just being honest that day. He hated black women more than anything on the face of the earth. In his opinion, there wasn’t a lower form of life...

Chapter Nine

     Hen-Rock walked over and sat down on the couch and unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. This grabbed both of their attention. The Blow Twins’ eyes lit up like children in a candy store.

     “Umm”, they said in unison. They both dropped their coats and hurried over to him. They actually raced, each eager to be the first to taste him. Just as he’d suspected, The Blow Twins were thrilled at the opportunity to blow him. All that friendship and loyalty to Sai bullshit was out the window now.

     Hen-Rock had the pleasure of getting a double blow job from two professionals. Boy, could they suck a dick! Hen-Rock got up and went and got a little bag of coke he had in the drawer. He sprinkled a line on his dick and let them sniff and lick it off one by one. Then he sprinkled coke on Tulane’s pussy and had Olivia sniff it and lick off the residue.

     Tulane was bucking and moaning loud as hell. Olivia flipped her over doggy style and started eating her ass, tonguing her asshole, and rubbing her clit at the same time. She had Tulane trembling. Hen-Rock walked around in front of her and rubbed his dick across her lips. Tulane opened her mouth and let it glide down her throat.

     Hen-Rock grabbed the back of her head and face fucked her hard and steady. She gagged but she didn’t complain. Hen-Rock figured Olivia must’ve been feeling left out so he told Tulane to eat her pussy for a while and let her suck his dick. They switched positions and Olivia starting slurping on Hen-Rock’s penis like it was a milkshake. She stared up at Hen-Rock with her big sea blue eyes and traced his shaft slowly with her lips. He grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and twisted it around his hand. “Suck it, bitch. Suck that dick good.”

     His encouragement made Olivia start going crazy on his joint. Hen-Rock’s toes were curled. He had to make her stop so he wouldn’t cum. He wanted to dump his load inside of them. He told them to do a sixty-nine while he watched. The Blow Twins tongued and fingered each other until their pussies were sopping wet. Hen-Rock ordered them both on their knees doggy style…

Chapter Fourteen

     Hen-Rock quickly shook her hand. She opened her shoulder bag and took out what looked like portfolio. Hen-Rock grew impatient.

     Beth tried to hand it to him but he refused it. “No, this is just some photos and a list of my credentials. Here, take a look.”

     “Fuck all that. Just drop and gimme some head, and you’re in.”

     “What?! No thank you, Mister whatever your name is. Forget it, I don’t want the part if I gotta do all that. I am not like that. You got the wrong one.”

     Hen-Rock wasn’t trying to hear that. “So what you try’na say? I told you to get on your knees.”

     “I said NO! I do not get down like that! What part of “no” don’t you understand? I’m getting the hell out of here.” She grabbed her purse and stormed towards the door. She tried to walk past him but he grabbed her by her wrist.

     “Where the fuck you think you goin’? Get over here. Do you know who I am, bitch? Nobody walks away from me. Now you gon’ do what the fuck I said you gon’ do. I want some head. Get on your knees, bitch.”

     Bethany was really frightened now. She tried to reason with him. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I do know who you are, and I realize that you’re a very important and busy person. Look, I understand how it is and all, but honest to God, I’m not into that. I’m not a groupie. I’m seriously pursuing an acting career, and my agent sent me here to audition for the part as the love interest in the video. I’m sorry to have wasted your time. This was just a misunderstanding. I’ll just be on my way. No hard feelings.”

     This bitch was getting on his nerves with that “good girl” bullshit. She was messing up his schedule. He had a couple more bitches to get before the night was over. Fed up with her resistance, he hit her with his trademark “backhand smack a bitch” across her jaw. Dazed, she fell back across the office desk. Through longing eyes, she pleaded with him.

     Hen-Rock ignored her and commenced to have his way with her. She fought with all the strength she had but it was no match for him. He roughly choked her neck with his strong arm, and he used the left to reach under her skirt and rip off her panties. Her screams faded and she gasped for air. He pried her legs open and…