Brock

by Shameek Speight

  BROCK

  - A Novel Written by -

  Shameek A. Speight

  Copyright © 2013 by True Glory Publications

  Published by True Glory Publications LLC

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  This novel is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, real people, living or dead, organization, establishments, locales are products of the author’s imagination. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously.

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  Editors: Kelly Klem, Jacqui Darnes, Shawnna Robinson

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  Acknowledgments:

  It has only been the power of God, my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, that I have been able to persevere through many of the trials I’ve been dealt in my life. I thank him for giving me the strength to move on.

  To my family; my beloved sisters, thank you for believing in me. To my mother, I love you very much. To my aunt, I love you. To my daughter, Niomi, I do all this for you Princess. To Shawnna Robinson, you have been my right hand pushing me along the way and I love you for it, thank you so much. To all the men and women who are locked up, hold your head up and keep your faith; there will be a brighter day. To my niggas in the hood, I told you I could sell books. To Antoine Inch Thomas, thank you for teaching me all about the book game. To all the fans, thank you for all your support. To my Facebook Group, Team True Glory, you’re the best, I love every one of you, we’re more than a team we’re a family.

  Chapter 1

  “Ahhhh stop, okay stop!” she screamed while crying as the Pit bull nipped at her back sinking his teeth into her, “Ahhhh, stop please!” she hollered.

  She felt the red nose Pit bull hump her back and leg. It began to pump and hump her real fast like a rabbit in heat.

  “Hahahaha,” she could hear the men laughing over her cries for help as they watched the show.

  “Ahhhh!” she hollered one last time then passed out from the pain.

  “Ugh,” Julia moaned to the sound of the dogs barking, waking her up causing her head to throb and pound. She moans one more time, “Shut up, shut up,” she said in a low, tone wishing she could scream even louder, but was afraid of Chino and his two men, Fernando and Primo.

  “Ugh,” she groaned in pain as she bent over the side of the bed and puked. Her body trembled and she had cold flashes followed by goose bumps traveling around her dark brown skin. A little bit of the vomit got on her long sequined off white gown.

  “Ewww!” she groaned and wiped it off with the back of her hand and then wiped her hand on the dirty mattress.

  She slowly eased off the dirty bed and stood straight up. She walked to the bedroom window and looked out of it. It was a hot, dry, sunny day in San Diego. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she could see five large dog cages with different breeds of dogs occupying them from Pit bulls, Rottweiler’s, Great Danes and Greyhounds.

  “Damn, fucking dogs barking their asses off. I don’t know whose worse, the fucking dogs or the owner,” Julia spat out, “My children and husband are probably worried sick,” she said to herself as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

  Her once smooth skin was now blotchy. Her thick face had sunk in to the point to where it looked as if her skin was sucked into her bones. She touched the only thing she had worthy of viewing, her locket chain. She opened the heart and looked at the picture of her three children. It’s been a month since she has seen them. Her eyes watered up as the tears escaped the corner of her eyes.

  She then looked at her skinny arms, they had track marks on them from shooting up heroine; also known as dope. The habit got worse when the new dealer came in town named Chino. He had dope called, Black Trot. It took over the user completely and had them selling their soul for just a dime bag.

  The bedroom door flew open and it startled her. She turned around to see Chino and Fernando standing in the doorway. Chino was in a black tank top and a pair of smiley face boxers. His black hair on his head was shaved off and he had a tattoo on it, along with a tattoo on his face and arms. His whole body looked like a piece of art work. You could tell he was a Mexican gang member.

  “Please, just give me a little?” Julia begged as she stuck out her skinny hands.

  “Can’t get shit for free in this house, bitch. You know that as long as you been here,” Chino said in a thick Spanish accent.

  “Please, I need it, I’m sick. I will shit on myself,” she said as her body shook and cramped up from withdrawal pangs. Her stomach bubbled and she knew it was only a matter of time before she would have diarrhea, “No, please, I don’t want to do that no more,” she said while crying.

  “Shut the fuck up,” Chino yelled. He walked up and backhanded the shit out her.

  Her whole body twisted and she fell on the bed. He spread her legs wide open and slid straight inside her dry pussy.

  “Ahhhh!” she screamed, she knew that she should be used to this by now, but she wasn’t.

  “Shut up!” she heard Fernando say.

  He got up on her real close and stuffed his dick down her throat, pumping back and forth, in and out of her mouth as if it was her pussy.

  Julia choked and gagged on his dick while Chino pulverized her pussy. Chino groaned as he released inside her. Then Fernando, with his face balled up, pulls out of her mouth and jerked hard, shooting thick white semen all over her face.

  “Please, I need a fix,” she begged as she sat up and used her gown to wipe the semen from her face.

  “Here, but this is just a taste,” Chino said after stuffing his short, fat, thick dick back inside his boxers.

  Fernando dug in his jean pocket and tossed a small dime bag of dope on the bed.

  Julia’s eyes opened up in excitement, she greedily grabbed the little bag like her life depended on it.

  Unlike crack, cocaine, or weed, heroine had the worst side effect and is highly addictive. Your body completely shuts down when you don’t have it in your system after more than two or three hours. You shake from the cold flashes and get goose bumps. Your bones and muscles ache so much that you would kill your own mother or sell your soul to the devil for a hit. The last side effect is diarrhea. Julia knew it was just a matter of time before she started losing control of her bowels and will incessantly shit on herself.

  She dug up under a dirty pillow; it had no pillowcase on it and had stains that sunk deep through it. She grabs a metal, bent spoon and placed the dope bag in her mouth, rips it open and pours it on the spoon. She used her fingers to mix it with a little water. She grabbed a lighter from under the pillow, flicked it on and held the fire high up under the spoon. She licked her dry lips as she watched the water and heroine cook up and bubble. When it was nice and brown, she grabbed a syringe from up under the pillow and drew up the heroine from the spoon up into the syringe. She then placed the syringe in her mouth, because she needed the use of her hands as she tied a rubber strap around her left arm then slapped it repeatedly, but couldn’t find any good veins. All her veins had collapsed and weren’t any good any more from
the months of shooting up dope.

  “Dammit!” she mumbled with the syringe in her mouth as she became frustrated.

  She touched the bridge of her nose next to her eyes while shaking her head in anger.

  “Dammit, all I need is one good vein, just one good vein,” she mumbled then felt a pulse to a vein by the bridge of her nose next to her eyes.

  She smiled with a glance of hope, “I heard stories of people trying this, but never thought I would try it,” she said as she took the syringe out of her mouth.

  She tilts her head back and used her left index finger and thumb to pry her left eyelid wide open with her hand. She aimed the syringe to the corner of her eye next to her nose and pushed the long needle deep inside.

  “Ahhhh,” she pressed the vein in the corner of her eye and drew blood out of it. She slowly pushed down on the syringe, pushing the dope in her system. She pulled the long needle out of the corner of her eye, “Mmmm!” she moaned as her eyelids drooped.

  The drowsy, high feeling took over her body. Her head nodded as if she was sleeping sitting up. It looked like she was going to fall over, but she didn’t.

  “Hmmm,” she started humming.

  The bedroom door burst open again. She looked up slowly, “No Chino! Please, not that,” she said, but her words were slurred.

  Chino stood there with a twisted, sick grin on his face as he smoked a blunt mixed with weed and angel dust. In his hand was a chain leash with a brown Doberman pinscher by his feet breathing hard with his long tongue hanging out.

  “Shut the fuck up, bitch. If you want more of this dope, you get in the position,” Chino said.

  “Homie, you will never be able to train a dog to fuck her. We done tried every breed; Pits, Rottweiler’s and a Greyhound. Their penis is just too small dude,” Fernando said.

  He talked real slow and his eyes were always squinting. From looking at him, you could tell he used drugs his whole life.

  “Shut the fuck up, homie. Go get the peanut butter,” he said, “Stay!” Chino said while pointing at the Doberman pinscher.

  Chino walked over to the bed and stared at Julia’s head bobbing up and down and her body rocking back and forth. Chino grabbed her gown and raised it up over her head taking it off.

  “No! No!” Julia said faintly, but she was too doped up to put up a fight as she was pushed back on the bed.

  Fernando entered the room with a jar of peanut butter and passed it to Chino.

  “Noooo! Not again,” Julia said while crying.

  Chino opened the peanut butter and stuck his fingers in the jar, scooping some up. Julia flinched as he spread the thick peanut butter on her breast, then stuck his hand in the jar again and scooped up some more and rubbed it on her pussy.

  “You get the camera ready, we’re going to make millions off these videos,” he said to Fernando, “You just lay there and you better not move if you know what’s good for you,” Chino said as he took the leash off the dog’s neck and led the Doberman pinscher over to the bed.

  The Doberman pinscher sniffed the air and smelled the peanut butter. He jumped up on the dirty bed and went straight to Julia’s small, size B breasts.

  “Ahhhh,” Julia screamed in fear as the Doberman pinscher licked up the peanut butter with its long tongue from her left breast, then switched and licked it off her right.

  “Moan bitch! Act like you love it. Make it look good for the video,” Chino said as he looked at the screen on the small digital camera.

  Tears escaped from the corner of Julia’s eyes as the buzz from the high started to come down.

  “We’re going to get more money off this animal shit and selling dope, and the best part is, we don’t even have to leave the house,” Chino said with a grin on his face.

  “But Chino, we don’t leave the house now. The fiends knock on the front door and Primo and I serve them,” Fernando said.

  Chino turned his head and stared at his friend, “Man, how can you be so slow, homie?” Chino asked and shook his head.

  He went back to watching Julia fake moan as the brown Doberman pinscher licked her small breasts and then hopped off the bed.

  “Spread your legs,” Chino ordered.

  Julia’s legs hung off the side of the bed and she nervously spread them wide open, welcoming the Doberman pinscher in between them.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned in pleasure as the dog’s long tongue traveled up and down her pussy lips and clit as he licked up the thick peanut butter, “Ohhhh yes, yes!” she moaned, then out of nowhere, “Ahhhh!” she screams as the Doberman pinscher sank his teeth into her clit trying to rip it away with a chunk of peanut butter, “Ahhhh!” she screamed in excruciating pain.

  “Stop! Stop!” Chino shouted at the dog, but the dog kept tugging and pulling trying to rip away her clit.

  “Ahhhh!” Julia hollered while pounding down on the dog’s head with her closed fist.

  It did little to stop the Doberman pinscher. If anything, it made him more aggressive as the taste of her blood dripped into his mouth.

  Chino’s facial expression balled up in rage as he swung, punching the Doberman pinscher in the ribs.

  “Arghh! Arghh!” the dog hollered in pain from Chino’s blows and released its grip. It cried in pain as Chino punched him in the face and ribcage repeatedly.

  “You stupid fucking dog!” Chino shouts with each blow, “Ewww! You nasty dog!” he screamed as the Doberman pinscher shitted and pissed on the floor out of fear.

  “Hahahaha,” Fernando laughed out of control before he spoke, “Homie, you beat the shit out of him.”

  “Shut the fuck up and clean up this shit! Take the dog to the backyard,” Chino shouted.

  He looked at Julia holding her private area with tears falling down her cheeks.

  “Here, go clean yourself up,” Chino said as he tossed a small bag of dope on the bed.

  Chapter 2

  Julia waited until Fernando took the dog out of the room and Chino left behind him. She removed her hand from her pussy and stared at her fingers, they were covered in blood mixed with peanut butter. She wiped her hand on the dirty mattress as she slowly sat up and nervously bent over, looking down at her private area. More tears formed in her eyes as she stared at the teeth marks that the Doberman pinscher left. Her clit had a deep cut in it and was leaking blood. She touched it with her index finger and squealed in pain.

  She snatched the dope off the bed, then takes off her locket and placed it under the pillow while grabbing her drug kit. She stood up and every step she took hurt worse than the previous one. Her boney, skinny legs shook causing more pain to her clit. She opened her bedroom door and a cloud of angel dust and weed smoke smothered her face. She twists up her nose at the smell then fans it away with her hand. Julia could hear Primo serving the dope fiend customers at the front door.

  Julia slowly walked to the bathroom and exhaled. At the toilet, she saw four pieces of shit and no tissue floating around in it, “Damn, nasty motherfuckers and they didn’t even use tissue to even wipe their asses,” she said and shook her head, then flushes it.

  She made her way to the bathtub and turned on the hot and cold water. While waiting for the bathtub to fill, she removed her gown, the only piece of clothing she owned. She tied a rubber strap around her ankles. She heard stories of how doctors and lawyers would shoot up this way when they didn’t want anyone to know they were hooked on dope. Her arms were ruined from shooting up too much and she’d be damned if she would shoot up in her eye again, ‘That shit was too painful,’ she said out loud talking to herself.

  She ripped the bag of dope open and poured it on to the spoon. With the lighter under it, she cooked the dope mixed with water and smiled greedily as she stared at it. She sucked all the cooked dope up into her dirty syringe and bends over in pain, “Ahhhh, ouch!”

  She had almost forgotten about the pain and tears on her vagina. She tapped her left foot three times with her hand until she could see a vein pulsing by her big toe. She slow
ly pushed the tip of the needle through the skin of her foot and inserted it in the vein. She draws a little bit of blood from the vein then pushed down on the syringe, making the warm heroine travel through her system.

  She moaned as she stood up and her head bobbed. She stepped into the bathtub and sat in the warm water. She started humming as her eyes got low and her mind went in to a blur. Stress, problems, and pain she once had was now gone. She grabbed a bar of soap that was on the edge of the tub with her head bobbing and she became drowsy and dizzy. She rubbed the bar of soap on her body and slowly sank lower into the water until she was under the water and unconscious.

  Looking for Julia, Chino opened the bathroom door and looks around for her, “Fuck!” he screamed as he sees Julia’s head under water and her body not moving, “Damn bitch!” Chino shouted as he ran over to the bathtub.

  He scooped her out of the water and placed her on the dirty, yellow, stained bathroom floor. He put his ear next to her mouth and nose to check to see if she was breathing. Panic consumed his body when he realized she wasn’t. Chino opened her mouth and blew air into it while pushing on her chest.

  “One, two, three,” he counted out loud as he performed CPR.

  Julia coughed and water came pouring out of her mouth and she starts breathing again.

  “Damn you stupid bitch!” Chino shouted as he picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom, laid her on the bed and left, slamming the door behind him.

  Julia lay there with her head spinning and stuck in a cloud. Chino busts back into the bedroom with a dog by his side and Fernando closely behind him with a camera.

  “Man, you sure this is a good idea? You told me she almost died,” Fernando asked.

  “Listen homie, we making more money selling this bitch doing freaky shit with dogs, people love this Beastiality shit. We already made $20,000 off the last video with the peanut butter and the Doberman pinscher, and we only had the video online for a few hours. We’re going to get all we can out of this dope head hoe before she accidently kills herself,” Chino replied.