Jessie groaned, her body rocking back and forth from the blows. If she made it out of this cage, she was killing this prick before trial ever came. Her badge or not, she couldn't help but wonder how many of them this little prick had murdered.
"You couldn't fuck me until breakfast. You can't get up in a strip club you sorry sack of shit." Jessie said, after catching her breath from the blows. Jackson and the other guy laughed.
"Really, bitch?" He said, backhanding her hard, busting her lip. She spat a mouthful of blood in his face.
"My grandmother hits harder than you." Jessie said, looking down and panting. She felt like she'd been used by Tyson for a punching bag already.
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"You couldn't fuck me until breakfast. You can't get up in a strip club you sorry sack of shit." Jessie said, after catching her breath from the blows. Jackson and the other guy laughed.
"Really, bitch?" He said, backhanding her hard, busting her lip. She spat a mouthful of blood in his face.
"My grandmother hits harder than you." Jessie said, looking down and panting. She felt like she'd been used by Tyson for a punching bag already.