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  Natalie felt so disrespected, disappointed, and depressed. “Why did my life have to turn out like this? Why did I have an unfaithful husband? Why on God’s green earth did I get a psycho dog that turned my world upside down? I miss my husband. All I wanted was a family and to be happy,” Natalie mumbled to herself as she cried hysterically. Her tears soaked the newspaper that rested on her lap. She went to move it and a few papers fell out. She grabbed them to put them back together and placed the newspaper on the nightstand, but stopped when an article caught her attention. It was a picture of a crack house that had exploded. Pieces of the house were scattered everywhere along with body parts in the rubble. Natalie could not believe her eyes, even though the picture was in black and white, but she knew it was him. Her stomach bubbled in fear. “Brock,” she mumbled and quickly read the article.

  The S.W.A.T. team was tipped off that a notorious serial killer and drug lord was in this house. Twenty armed men rushed in and no one survived. After the house exploded from a gas leak, one woman lived long enough to say two names, Black Ice and the name Brock before she passed away. Her identity is unknown. There was an extremely large rare dog on the scene that was badly burnt, but was taken to an animal shelter on Sylvan road.

  Natalie slowed down reading. She took a deep breath as a flash back of Brock teeth ripping inside her, played over and over again. ‘No! No! I can’t let this happen to another person,’ she thought to herself as her mind raced.

  Officer Ryan looked at his digital watch. “One more hour and my shift is over. Nine o’clock can’t get here fast enough. Babysitting is the worst job to have. I’d rather be on the street with the preps and sirens pursuing some real action,” Officer Ryan said to himself, taking a sip of coffee from his Styrofoam cup. “Let me go check on that crazy bitch one last time,” he said as he stood up from the metal chair that was in front of the hospital room door. He smiled suddenly at a big butt, brown skinned nurse, who walked by with a chart in her hand. She acted as if she didn’t seen him already knowing what was on his mind. “Damn, what I got to do to get some pussy around here?” he said while watching her ass shake and juggle with each step she took. His eyes followed her all the way down the hallway until she turned the corner. “Damn, what I’ll do to that,” he mumbled and turned around, twisting the door knob and shut the door. The sight he saw froze him in his steps.

  Natalie had removed her hospital gown and laid on the bed completely naked with her legs spread wide open, exposing her shaved pussy. “Mmmmmmmm, yes oh yes!!!” she moaned. She let moans out of ecstasy as she inserted her fingers in and out of her moist, wet pussy. She raised her head up off the pillow and stared into Officer Ryan’s eyes full of lust and seductively. She pumped her fingers deeper and faster inside her.

  Officer Ryan could feel himself becoming aroused and his dick was growing in his pants ready to break free. He turned back around and locked the room door. Officer Ryan may have been an asshole by nature and joked about Natalie being raped; but in reality, he wanted her badly. Natalie was by far one of the most beautiful and sexy woman he had seen in his life. Even with the scar on her face, she was gorgeous with beautiful hair and grayish, green eyes that seemed to pull you in. You could tell she invested a lot of money into her body before she became obsessed with chasing around dogs. Her breasts were a perky size C. Officer Ryan looked on for a while as she played with her pink nipples. Her body was the perfect size. She weighed about 140 pounds with thick hips and thighs. She was shaped like a black woman with a voluptuous body. “Fuck this. I can’t take it more,” Officer Ryan said as he unbuckled he pants and dropped his belt that held his holster and gun. He pulled down his pants and boxers briefs as he climbed into the bed. Natalie spread her legs welcoming him in between her legs. “Oh God, you are a pretty, freak bitch,” he moaned while sucking on her neck. She grabbed his dick and guided it straight into her love box.

  “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” Natalie moaned as she reached up in the air as he penetrated her.

  His dick had to be no longer than five inches and it was skinny. But she hasn’t had sex in over a year. “Oh God, your pussy is so sweet and tight, damn,” Officer Ryan moaned.

  He thrusts in and out of her and tried to control his excitement, but couldn’t. He grabbed her by the neck choking her.

  “Yes…yes,” Natalie moaned. Surprised that she was actually becoming turned on with each stroke of his. It sent a sweet sensation through her body causing her to become even moister. Her juices began to flow and she started to move herself in rhythm with his movements.

  “Oh God! Oh God!” Officer Ryan groaned, “I can’t take this no more!” he shouted as he pulled out and released, shooting hot cum onto her stomach. He collapsed on top of her, breathing hard and out of breath.

  “Don’t be done yet, I want more. Don’t you want to hit it from the back?” Natalie asked in a seductive tone.

  “I am not done yet,” Officer Ryan said lying. Praying that he would be able to get his dick up one more time, knowing five minutes was the longest he lasted in bed. His pride got the best of him.

  “Okay then take off the handcuffs so I can bend over,” Natalie replied.

  Officer Ryan lifted up off her and stared at her for a second. “I can’t take the cuffs off. It’s against the rules,” he replied.

  “Fucking your prisoner is against the rules too and that did not stop you. What am I going to do? Don’t you want to hit this fat ass from the back? Don’t you want no more of this sweet pussy or what? Your dick can’t get up no more. You are not man enough to handle me. Heeeheeeee,” Natalie said while giggling.

  Officer Ryan turned bright red; he didn’t know which one he was embarrassed or angry. “I can get my dick up, just watch. I am going to fuck the shit out of you,” he said as he slid off the bed and walked over to his pants. He removed the key ring that had a set of keys of different sizes. He walked back over to her and unlocked the handcuffs, setting her wrist free.

  “Now, we can really have fun,” Natalie replied with lust in her eyes.

  “If you try something, just know I will beat your ass...” The officer stopped in mid-sentence as Natalie bent over arching her back, placing her ass up in the air. Officer Ryan’s eyes grew wide. Never in his life had he seen such a voluptuous, perfect juicy ass like the one in front of him now, especially on a Caucasian woman. Never!! If Natalie was fake, no one would be able to tell. She spent the best money on it to please her husband, but that still didn’t stop him from cheating. Officer Ryan felt his dick growing hard again and wasted no time to hop on the small hospital bed that was barely big enough for one person yet alone two. He groaned while staring at her ass. He stopped smiling when he noticed the scars all over her back. Deep teeth marks on her shoulder blades and missing flesh. “Damn!” Officer Ryan said as he looked on in disgust, but began to pound faster, wanting to hurry up and nut and get out of her as soon as possible.

  Natalie’s moans out of pleasure began to turn in to moans of pain as Officer Ryan became rougher with her. Tears slowly ran down her cheeks as an image popped up in her mind of Brock, forcing his teeth deeper into her. “Not again, no not again!” she shouted.

  Officer Ryan’s facial expression twisted up as he looked at her strangely, but he continued to pump away. “This bitch will never disrespect me. You going to love this dick,” he groaned causing Natalie to moan louder than normal. She would have felt nothing. Officer Ryan’s dick was no more than five inches, standing at attention. And that would have been fine if it was thick, but it wasn’t. It was skinny with no meat on it. Being with her husband, she knew what a real man inside of her felt like. And Officer Ryan wasn’t one. ‘I must stay focused on my plan,’ Natalie thought to herself, and then her mind started playing tricks on her.

  Images of Brock continue to her flashed in her mind. “Ahahaahsshhh! No!” she screamed out loud.

  The sound of her in pain only turned Officer Ryan on even more. He pumped faster and harder than slowed down as he noticed
her body suddenly becoming stiff. Natalie’s pain turned into rage. She stretched her arms out and grabbed the metal pan on the stand by the bed and twisted around in an awkward angle and smashed him in his head with it. “Ugggg!” Officer Ryan moaned in pain as he was caught off guard. He could only see bright stars and darkness from the new found pain. He grabbed the side of his head as it felt as if he was moving in slow motion, looking as if he’s been drugged or drunk. “What the fuck….” Before he could finish his sentence, Natalie slammed the metal pan in his face causing his dick to slide out of her and causing him to fall off the bed down on to the hard hospital floor.

  “Aaah, not again! Not again!” Natalie shouted and leaped up in the air and came down on him like a pro wrestler, jumping on top of him and biting him repeatedly in the face.

  “Uggg! Stop! Stop!” Officer Ryan shuttered as two of his teeth flew out of his mouth and he spit out blood. Natalie hit him in his face from the left and then the right, beating in his skull. Blood gushed everywhere on to the white hospital floor. “Uggg! Grrr!” Officer Ryan shouted. Three of his teeth cracked and went flying backwards down his throat from the impact of the blow from the metal pan causing him to gag and gasp for air. His teeth were stuck in the back of his throat. He reached his hands up to try to push Natalie from the top of him as she straddled him like a horse, pinning him down. The more he tried to push her away; the weaker he felt as she pushed his hands to the side and continued to attack. “Uggh! He tried to scream, but couldn’t breathe and felt his heart beat slowing down. “You’re killing me.” He managed to say while coughing up one of the broken teeth that was jammed in his throat just before Natalie smashed him in the face one more time, breaking his nose and killing him. He died with his eyes wide open, staring at her. Natalie continued to beat him, breaking the bones in his face.

  “Not again! Not again!”

  Chapter 9

  Nurse Jackson used her key to open the door. She was carrying a white cup in one hand that held Natalie’s meds, two little blue pills. “It’s medication for your pain,” she said without looking up and walking into the room. The sound of pounding and Natalie screaming ‘Not again, not again! Brock please, no!’ Nurse Jackson finally looked up. When she did, what she saw her made her freeze not believing what she was seeing. It took a few seconds to register in her brain. Natalie was naked, her tan skin complexion body was covered in deep red blood, ripping off of her. Nurse Jackson looked down to see the naked Police Officer Ryan. She screamed at the sight she saw; pieces of his skull was spread out all over the floor along with brain matter, bones, and flesh. Officer Ryan’s face was completely smashed, looking like a pile of raw bloody ground beef meat on the Floor. “Ahahahah!” Nurse Jackson screamed.

  The sound of her voice snapped Natalie out of her trance she was in. Natalie blinked her eyes and looked around with a look of confusion. She was breathing hard through her mouth and felt warm liquid drip from down her face into her mouth, tasting salty and bitter. She soon realized that it was blood from the aftermath. ‘What the hell?’ she thought to herself, and then looked down realizing she was on top of Officer Ryan. “Ahhah! What have I done? What have I done?” she said as she realized she must of blacked out, and then looked up at Nurse Jackson standing there screaming as if she lost her mind. As Natalie raised her naked body off of Officer Ryan, Nurse Jackson turned around and took off running. Natalie quickly grabbed Officer Ryan’s pants and pulled the 9mm glock out of its holster and ran full speed after Nurse Jackson.

  When she caught up with Nurse Jackson, she grabbed her, putting her in a head lock. She pressed the barrel of the gun to her temple. “Stop screaming. I don’t want to hurt you,” Natalie said through gritted teeth.

  “Yes,” Nurse Jackson said in a trembling voice.

  “Okay, now remove your clothes and give me your car keys,” Natalie ordered.

  Ten minutes later, Nurse Jackson was tied to the bed with her hands above her head with her socks stuffed down her mouth to keep her from screaming. Natalie had washed all the blood off her body. The pink scrubs that she took from the nurse fit her loosely. She wrapped the gun in a towel and calmly walked out of her room down the hallway to the staircase. She walked down three flights of stairs to the lobby and out of the hospital. In her left hand was the newspaper with Brock’s picture on it. “I am coming for you,” she mumbled while pressing the button on the car alarm to find Nurse Jackson’s car. She found the dark blue Honda civic and hopped in pulling off away from the hospital.

  Chapter 10

  Bruce smiled as he entered his huge mansion. ‘I’ll never feel weak again like I can’t protect my family,’ he thought to himself as Brock walked by his side. “Girls, Penelope, come look! Girls, come downstairs!” he shouted.

  “What is it now, baby?” Penelope said as she exited the kitchen dressed in an all-white cat suit that hugged every curve on her body. “What is that?!” she shouted, staring at the dog that was the size of a baby horse. The sound of her voice made Leah and Paula along with Chenille come down the stairs. All three of the young ladies stood frozen on the marble staircase amazed and scared at the same time.

  “Daddy, what is that thing?” Paula asked in an innocent voice.

  “This here family is our new guard dog. His name is Brock. With him, we will be even safer and what happened to us will never happen again,” Bruce stated.

  “That…That…that thing is a dog? Chenille asked.

  “Take him back, baby. That thing isn’t normal. Look at how big he is and for God sakes. Penelope said.

  “No. We are keeping him. He is very intimidating at first, but he is really like a big puppy, here Come pet him,” Bruce replied.

  “I don’t think this is a good idea. You already have the new fence around the house and a special security system that comes down over the windows and doors, plus the other thing I don’t want him in our home,” Penelope said, referring to the gun that he now owned.

  “Did you like the feeling of being a victim because I didn’t? I refuse to have our family in that position again in life. No one, I repeat, no one will come in our home to harm my family again and target us just because of what we have. I work hard to provide for my family to live well, not just to have some asshole come threaten my family for money,” Bruce stated.

  “Well, I’m not petting that stupid mutant of a dog. Mom, you should just get rid of it,” Chenille said as she turned around and went back to texting on her phone while heading back upstairs.

  Penelope shook her head and walked away in anger with her heels clicking on the hard marble floor with each step.

  “We will pet him, daddy,” Leah and Paula said and walked towards Brock. They took turns petting Brock as he wagged his tail and licked Paula on the check.

  “See. I told you he is a good dog and he is going to protect us,” Bruce stated, “Damn, now I got to go fix things with your mother,” he mumbled.

  For the rest of the day, Bruce spent time in his office while Brock laid out on the floor next to him. “No one seems to understand me, boy. What made me a man has been taken. I need myself respect back, my pride back. I refuse to allow anyone to harm my family again,” Bruce said to himself and leaned forward in his chair and pulled out the chrome 9mm that was tucked in the back of his pants waist band. He stared at the gun as if it was a precious jewel before standing up. “Brock, guard the house. It is time for me to go to bed,” Bruce said as he looked at the gold Rolex on his wrist that read 10:00 p.m.

  Brock stood up and Bruce had fear for a second for two reasons; one he almost forgot the massive size Brock really was because he was laying down and two Brock appeared to be highly intelligent, who understood everything he said. “So, you do understand me,” Bruce said, “Okay, good boy,” Bruce said while staring at Brock weirdly shaped huge frame as Brock walked passed him. His paws could be heard clicking on the marble floor and it sounded like a pair of his wife’s high heels walking lightly on the floor. Bruce curiously followed him, w
atching every move he made. Brock went to the front door and bent down and sniffed the floor, and then sniffed the air as if he was getting familiar with the scent of the home and the people that reside in it. He turned and walked away from the door, sniffing everything in sight as he made his way through the kitchen to the back door, checking it. He went back into the living room and laid on the marble floor, facing the door. “Good boy, Brock,” Bruce said and pet him on the head, and then headed upstairs to his bedroom.

  As he opened the bedroom door, the heat hit his face. He looked up to see hot steam in the air. His eyes followed the trail of the steam to the master bathroom. He walked to the bathroom door and he could see Penelope standing in front of the double sink, looking in the mirror as she blow dried her hair while wearing nothing but a purple towel. Bruce stood there just staring at her voluptuous body as drips of water still rolled down her thighs onto the floor. Bruce walked in and got behind her, wrapping his slim arms around her waist. He placed wet kisses on the back of her neck.

  “UmmmmMmmmm,” Penelope let out some soft moans as the light touch of his moist lips sent chills from her neck and traveled down her back causing her pussy to throb. “Stop! No…you can’t get none. I am mad at you,” she said in a lustful tone.

  “Why are you made at be, baby?” Bruce asked while he continued to kiss on the back of her neck.

  “Because you brought a monster of a dog in our house without even discussing it with me first as if my opinion doesn’t even matter, baby,” Penelope said while moaning.

  “I did it for our family’s protection, baby. I’ll never let someone come in our home and try to harm our family again,” he said as he turned her around and pulled the towel off of her, watching it drop to the floor. He stared at her voluptuous body, her pretty shaped, and petite double d breasts. “The best money I ever spent was on your body,” he said as he lifted her up and placed her on top of the counter and spread her legs open. He dropped to his knees and placed small wet kisses on her inner thigh.