When Johnny woke up it was late afternoon and
his head ached. As his focus came back he realized that he no longer had his
shoes. The beach activity was winding down and only a few people were left
wandering around the closing merchant stands. His hair was full of sand and so
was he. He struggled to rise to his feet with sand washing downward until he
was finally upright. Johnny realized his problem of not having a ride back to
Tara’s house in Hollywood and he had no shoes. His mind was still fogged from recent
events but he knew that he needed to focus on a solution as being on the beach
in Venice at night was fraught with its own dangers and for now Johnny had
enough of danger.
As he meandered towards the boardwalk the sun
made the houses lining the beach glow and it was hard to make out much detail
in the people ahead. Johnny
stopped for a moment just passed the bike path to try to evaluate his options
ahead with better detail. Suddenly Johnny felt a hand on his arm and he turned
quickly frightened that it might be Rooskie. “Relax I’m not here to hurt you I am here to help you. You
look like you could use some help.” the voice was strong and firm and Johnny
eased. “ Johnny bowed his head down being quick to realize this opportunity
quickly replying,” I could use some help you are right. Thanks. How about a
ride into Hollywood? Do you have a car?” The tall hefty woman with wavy red
hair spilling around her long black coat kept her hand on his arm but
added slightly more pressure exciting Johnny. Johnny thought she could pass for
Rooskie’ sister easily but she didn’t have an accent and he was glad she wasn’t.
“ I can’t give you a ride,” she said “but if you are willing to give me a
little fun I am willing to get you out of your current predicament. Warm place
to crash some food” the woman’s voice was comforting and at that moment this
was what Johnny wanted the most.
The woman slipped her arm downward and grasped Johnny’s hand firmly in
her ending grip as she looked him in the eyes and said,“ I am looking for a man
to take care of that is willing to let me take care of my needs. How does that sound to you? By the way
what’s your name?” Johnny walked along with her letting her guide him as she
talked. “Johnny and what’s yours? What exactly do I have to do?” he asked. “I’m
Marabelle my friends call me Mary as a joke.” she chuckled “Its nothing too bad
and you will probably like it I can tell already.” Johnny could hear the
excitement building in her voice as she talked.
At that point Johnny decided the best thing to
do would be to go with Marabelle. Whatever she wanted she was a woman so how
bad could it be, he thought, deciding not to pursue what she was clearly not
ready to discuss. But he knew he needed to get off the street for now and he
could hardly think through his hunger pangs. When they got to Marabelle’s condo
Johnny’s first thought was that it was small and uninteresting but as the door
closed he saw the magnificent ocean view before him. Johnny instantly smelled
money and suddenly Tara’s apartment seemed too drab for him to stay living at.
Marabelle’s would be where he stayed now and she wanted to take care of him
anyway. What a win win situation Johnny thought, definitely he was a god.
Marabelle disappeared down a hallway that was
dark like most beach dwellings and Johnny plopped himself down on the couch
continuing to admire the beautiful view that the sunset added spectacular too.
He could not believe his luck in meeting Marabelle at the right moment when he
really needed some saving. When Marabelle returned she was dressed in a red
slinky see-through jacket with a pink frill hemming that looked like it was
plucked from a vintage store. Her
large breasts sagged downward resting on her abdominal rolls almost lost within
them. The only other item of clothing Johnny thought she was wearing was a
g-string but it could not be seen under the rolls of fat that hung down below her
waist. Marabelle was a hideous sight but Johnny had no problem giving Marabelle
some sex for food and a place to live as fabulous as Marabelle’s place
was. “ I would like to eat first
Marabelle if you don’t mind and a drink would also be nice.” Johnny said with
confidence that Marabelle would instantly comply with his wishes his arms
draping over the back of the sofa where he sat with authority. Johnny heard Marabelle laugh quietly
for a moment and then suddenly Marabelle grabbed a whip from the table next to
her and cracked it at Johnny and he felt an immediate stinging of his left ear.
Her face was wild eyed and Johnny looked back at
her clutching his ear surprised as he did not expect this from Marabelle but he
now knew what she meant by taking care of her needs. She cracked the whip again
and he felt the same stinging singe the right ear. Before Johnny could stand up
Marabelle reached over and grabbed handcuffs and threw them at Johnny screaming
“Put them on you worthless piece of garbage! You are my slave and we are going
to play a game first and then you can eat if I let you!” Marabelle was laughing
a bit as she said this but her eyes were still wild. Johnny wasn’t up for this
type of sex at the moment but the way Marabelle looked he knew he would get a
hearty meal after he fulfilled her. He grabbed the handcuffs and began to put
them on. “No! No! Behind your back! Here I will do it!” She ran behind with the
excitement of a child with a new toy and Johnny put his hands willingly behind to
let her cuff him. “Walk over here! Back here!” she roared at him and Johnny
played along as he didn’t think Marabelle could last long whatever the case.
Food and relaxation were not far from him now.
Johnny got to the door at the end of the hallway
and Marabelle squeezed by him opening it fully for him to walk in. On one wall was a pole with various
rings on it clearly to tie her sexual accomplices up on. The rest of the room
was dressed in a black and red motif that looked to Johnny like Wal-Mart was
the decorator. Poor Marabelle, Johnny thought, money without any taste. But
that meant Marabelle had more money then she knew what to do with and Johnny
became excited at the prospects of living with Marabelle. “Reach up to the highest ring!” she
shouted and Johnny put his hands up for Marabelle to attach his cuffs to the
ring of her choice. Johnny was stretched and uncomfortable but as soon as he
was about to tell Marabelle to attach him to a lower ring he saw Marabelle
reach down and grab a cattle prod from under the cheap bedspread. Johnny tried to kick at her with his skinny
legs to keep her away while she teased him with it getting closer and closer to
touching him with it. Finally it touched him and Johnny thought his life was
over while Marabelle started laughing hysterically Johnny then realizing it
wasn’t a live wire. Suddenly
Marabelle grabbed Johnny’s penis and she forcefully began pulling harder and
harder. Johnny started screaming but at the same time he felt himself getting
excited. Marabelle stayed wild eyed quickly changing up different whips and
devices continually telling Johnny what a rotten person he was all the while.
She used everything she had on Johnny and she could readily see that Johnny’s
entire body responded with pleasure against the pain and Marabelle knew her
instincts had not failed her again. Finally Marabelle pleased and fully aroused
jumped onto Johnny’s body grabbing him with her large arms negotiating her
position on him until every piece of Johnny’s body touched Marabelle’s greedily
satisfying herself. “Your mine”,
she whispered to him.
Johnny hung his arms aching but he was satisfied
but his hunger pangs returned quickly as Marabelle still remained clinging to
him. “Marabelle I’m hungry. Time
to take me down now and feed me a great meal Marabelle” Johnny imagined the
great bounty he would now eat as he said it. “No Johnny you have to stay right
there I will feed you myself and I will take care of you while you take care of
me. But you are mine now and you can never leave.” Marabelle peeled herself off
Johnny as she said this and turned and walked out of the room. All the while Johnny pleaded to the deaf
ears of Marabelle to take him down and free him.
The sun was set now and the room was dark as
Johnny hung alone in the hideous room of hideous Marabelle pleading to
Marabelle all the while to let him down and free him. He could hear Marabelle in the other room and it sounded to
Johnny like she was cooking as he could here clanging and sizzling. Johnny knew
he did not have the strength to break the handcuffs and though he tried to pull
on the ring he knew he was stuck. Marabelle came back into the room with a bowl
of food and approached Johnny to spoon-feed him. Johnny begged Marabelle to let
him go but she ignored him. Johnny’s hunger overcome him and he allowed her to
feed him what tasted like mashed potatoes mixed with something he could not
identify and for the moment didn’t want to ask or know. Once he felt his
strength return from the food he told Marabelle he needed to go to the bathroom
and if she didn’t take him down he would go right there in her room. Marabelle then raced out of the room and
when she returned she had a plastic trash bag with her and tried to put Johnny’s
legs in it saying “Here you can go in this trash bag I have for you so you don’t
make a mess on my rug! But don’t worry I will clean you up afterwards it will
be fun!” Johnny kicked his legs wildly to prevent Marabelle from succeeding
until finally he started to piss and Marabelle began to panic. Apparently
Marabelle had some great affinity for the trashy rug in her bedroom and she
hurried to unlock Johnny to stop him while desperately repeating “Don’t you
leave me! Don’t you leave! Your Mine!”
As soon as Johnny was freed of the cuffs and
pole he grabbed his clothes off the bed and headed to the exit. Marabelle was
too crazy to fuck with Johnny thought, he would return to Tara’s somehow. Marabelle
tried to hold him from leaving but Johnny was able to wiggle away and run out
the door. When he hit the beach
again it was midnight and only a few people were walking on the nearby
boardwalk under the dark glow of the lights ahead.
