Marshal sighs as he lets himself into the house, glad to finally be home.
"What a day" He mumbles as he makes his way in the dark to the kitchen.
He flips on the light and heads to the fridge to grab a drink. Deciding there really wasn't anything he really wanted he settles on a pepsi. He plops down at the kitchen table and sighs once again as he goes over the days events in his head.
'Man if I have to put up with Kim's shit any longer I'll explode' He thinks to himself remembering the phone call he received from her at the studio.
~~flashback~~
"What do you want now, Kim?"
"I think I deserve more money from you Marshal" She tells him and he can hear the smile in her voice.
"More money? Just tell me what Hailey needs and I'll go get it for her" Marshal tells her.
"Oh, the money isn't for Hailey, it's for me"
"For you? What the hell? I think you've managed to get enough of my money over the years, you don't need another dime of it"
"Listen Marshal, you just moved into that nice big house after, I might add, you kicked me and your daughter out. I deserve something!" Kim yelled.
"Listen bitch!" Marshal growled into the phone trying hard to keep his temper in check "I didn't kick my daughter out of anywhere. I wanted her to stay but you wouldn't let her because you are a vindictive little...."
"Vindictive? Marshal honey, you haven't seen vindictive yet. You either give me what I want or you'll find out just how much of a vindictive bitch I can be!"
With that Kim slammed the phone down.
~~present~~
'I don't think it could get any worse from there' Marshal thought to himself.
He was about to take a drink when he heard a noise on the stairs. He was about to call out when he stopped himself.
'Yeah that'd be smart, let them know you hear them dumbass' He said to himself as he got up a quietly as possible.
He gets to the stairs but its so dark that he can't see anything past the first few stairs.
'Why didn't I turn on the lights when I came home? Well that's strike two on the stupid list of the night' He thinks.
He starts his way up the stairs very slowly listening for any kind of movement. He finally gets to the landing and he stops and tries to look down the hall, but again, it was too dark. When he doesn't hear or see anything he heads down the hall peaking into rooms as he goes, trying to remind himself why he needs such a big ass house again.
He finally comes to his room and finds his door slightly ajar. He slowly starts to open it and then steps inside. He walks to the middle of his room when he's suddenly pushed from behind and lands face first onto his bed.
"What the fuck!!" He yells.
He starts to struggle but then feels something push into his back.
"Shut up!" A voice whisers in his ear.
The first thought that comes to Marshal's mind was that Kim made good on her threat.
"What do you want?" He asks.
The person doesn't answer him, instead they put a blind fold over his eyes. Marshal instinctively goes to pull it away from his eyes but the person jabs him once again in the back and he quickly removes his hand from the blind fold.
"Remove that and you suffer. Now roll over"
Marshal, now feeling less defiant and a little more nervous, does what the attacker tells him to.
"Good boy. Your learning."
He feels his wrist grabbed and then feels, what he believes to be handcuffs, put on him. He hears the click of the right cuff and tries to pull his arm down. When he does that the person grabs his face and squeezes it.
"Oh no longer being a good boy, huh? I guess you would rather be punished then." The attakcer says to him as the last cuff clicks into place.
"Look I don't want any trouble. Whatever was promised to you I'll pay you if you let me go. Hell I'll triple the pay." He tells the attacker hoping to stop this before it goes any further.
"Oh don't you worry, your going to pay" They whisper in his ear.
Despite trying to be his bad ass self, Marshal shivers at the threat. He doesn't know what was promised to this person but whatever it was they wanted it.
He feels the bed shift as the person moved and he was about to say something when he feels his shirt lift up.
"What the....?" He accidentaly says outloud.
"I told you to shut up and be a good boy. Don't make me tell you that again." The attacker growls in his ear.
Marshal clamps his mouth shut as he feels the person move again. His shirt is lifted up once again and exposes his chest and he shivers when the cool air meets his sweat covered skin. He hears his attacker snicker and then feels them lick their way down from his chest to his belly button.
Then they take a nipple and suck on it making it hard while playing with the other one. Despite his fear and nervousness, Marshal couldn't control the moan from escaping his mouth.
"Do you like that bad boy?" The person asks him.
Feeling a little embarrased and ashamed at himself for moaning, Marshal refuses to answer.
"Hmmm refusing to answer me huh? Well..I think that deserves punishment"
Marshal feels the person move and then take his nipple in their mouth once again. He was about to let out another moan when extreme pain over comes him and he realizes the attacker bit him.
"Ouch fuck!" He yells
"Awww did that hurt? You will learn not to anger me or there will be more pain. Do you understand me?"
Marshal nods his head yes afraid to open his mouth again.
"Good. Now..back to business"
He feels them take the nipple they just bit and start sucking on it. Then they take the other one and do the same. Marshal didn't exactly know what was going on and knew he should feel very afraid and even violated at what this person was doing but he couldn't deny he was enjoying every minute of it.
They kiss thier way down past his belly button and Marshal sucks in his breath at what he knows is coming next. They take him into thier mouth and he moans as the heat of their mouth engulfs him. He pushes up his hips to go in farther but he is quickly held down.
"Oh hell...damn.." He moans
He had tried to stop the words from escaping his mouth, afraid they would stop, but he couldn't control himself. To his great relief they didn't miss a beat.
He feels himself getting close and for some reason it comes to mind that he should warn the person. He knew that was stupid, considering the circumstances, but hell he'd take this type of attack any day.
"Damn, I'm getting close" He moans to them.
As soon as the words left his mouth he regretted them. The person let him fall from thier mouth. Marshal groans outloud at the loss.
"Shit!" Marshal says outloud. 'It's official, I'm an idiot' He says to himself.
He hears the person moving around and he just knows they are going to leave him there blind folded, handcuffed, half naked, hard as a rock, and ready to explode, but he'd get no release.
He lays there beating himself up in his mind when he feels the bed shift. He was about to say something, anything to convince the person to let him have his release when he feels something ice cold touch him.
"Fuck!" Marshal yells.
"Now why'd you have to go and yell. Now I just have to leave that there."
"No please don't do that. I'll be good, I promise. I won't yell again." Marshal begs.
The attacker smiles, although Marshal can't see them, they got the great Marshal Mathers to beg. That was a very great accomplishment in it's self.
Marshal lets go of the breath, he didn't even know he was holding, when he feels the sweet hot tongue of his attacker lick up the cold. He wanted to say thank you but was afraid to.
He feels more cold stuff put on his chest and down his stomach and sucks in a breath at how freezing cold it felt.
"Awww is the big bad Marshal cold?" Marshal nods yes. "Well, I'll have to take care of that then"
Then they started licking and tasting from his chest down to his stomach. Marshal finds himself moaning and wishing and hoping and almost begging for his release to come soon. He feels them stop and waited in anticipation at what was coming next......He didn't have long to wait.
All of a sudden he feels coldness all around him. He doesn't have time to cry out in protest because the sweet heat of the attackers mouth was around him once again.
They torture him for a little while, driving him insane with need. Finally they let go of his hips and he starts to push up when he knew he was finally going to be able to get his release.
"I'm about to...I can't stop..." He tells his attacker.
His release comes. Beginning at his toes and rushing up to his head, giving him a second head rush, and finally stopping at the source of his torture.
He feels himself being released from the intense heat of the mouth and he groans at the loss. Suddenly the blind fold is removed and he is looking into the eyes of his girlfriend. He smiles and you go down for a kiss.
"I take it you enjoyed" You say to him.
"Damn baby, I don't think enjoy is the correct word." Marshal tells you.
"Good, I'm glad. I wanted to surprise you" You tell him as you let his arms go.
As soon as his arms are free he grabs you and pulls you down to him for a passionate kiss.
"Oh you surprised me" He says to you and you smile and move away.
You get up and start picking up the stuff you brought upstairs for this little 'party' you decided to surprise Marshal with.
"That was a great way to end such a shitty day" Marshal says to you.
"Yeah Dre called and told me Kim was up to her old tricks again. I'm sorry she'd doing it again baby" You tell him.
"It's not your fault. I'll get it all straightened out. Wait...is that why your over here?"
"I know I wasn't supposed to be here for another couple of days but after Dre called me, I had to come over. I hope your not angry" You explain to him as you pick up.
"Angry? Oh hell no, I'm not angry at all. I'm glad your here. You are exactly what I need."
"Good, I'm glad" You say as you start to head out the bedroom door.
Marshal notices what you have in your hands and raises his eye brows.
"Ice cream? So that was what the cold stuff was." He says to you.
"Yep" You tell him and smile at him.
He laughs and shakes his head.
"Ok, why ice cream?" He asks you.
You smile and walk over to the bed, where he is still laying, and dip your finger into the ice cream carton. You put some on Marshals lips and lick the ice cream off of them. He moans and goes to grab you so he can continue with the kiss but you move away. You look at him and smile and start out the door again.
"I was in the mood for an Eminem flurry" You say to him and continue out the bedroom door.
The end!!
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