My Fortty So Me Thing

Chapter 20

Mauricio

Unfortunately, sometimes these men appear who say they are more dominant, but are more like sadists. Of course there were women who liked to be tied up and whipped, but they always had to have the submissive's consent.

— Are you telling me that these whores here don't like having a male showing them how to be f****d? — he questions, still laughing.

God help me, because I'm one step away from blowing this trash's face off.

— This is not the place for you if you think you should hit a woman! — I speak and continue: — This place is respectful. I want your club card, because you don't come in here anymore! — I warn seriously and firmly.

— Do you think she didn't want to? She begged me to whip her. I just fulfilled her request. Isn't that how things work? — She continued to mock. — These whores watch dirty b**m movies and don't know how to behave like a real submissive.

— Sir, I'm just not going to punch you in the face right now, because you don't know what you're saying — I say, controlling myself not to punch him. — You'd better be refreshed at the police station, where you belong! This is a place that must be respected. Now I just tell you one thing: start having more respect in how you treat women. You can be sure that when the gentleman wakes up from this alcohol, he will have to retract his relationship with the girl in question.

— Mauricio, don't you think it's better to take this man to Davi's police station? — David asks, seriously, and I realize that this story was still messing with him.

I don't take away your reason. No man should treat a woman as if she were a simple object of pleasure.

- You are sure! Davi and Diogo will be able to fix this i***t here.

Having said that, I give orders for the man to be taken to my friends' police station.

— I don't want any police station — shouts the man. — I'm going to take that fat submissive b***h and I'm going to beat her until she's kneeling at my feet, saying that I own her and she's my little slave b***h.

I turn to catch the i***t Gusmão, but David is faster and punches him in the face, leaving him unconscious.

- i***t! Let him get close to see what's good! — promises David, furious, which I'm not wrong about.

— Gustavo, this gentleman is prohibited from entering the Club. Is everyone listening? — I say, firmly, and everyone agrees.

— I'm going to reinforce everyone's security and look at the security images we have in the halls.

— Do you think he might have done something to someone other than Camila? — David asks with concern.

- Never know. Sometimes girls think it's normal and let themselves get carried away with the guy — I comment, take out my cell phone and dial a number that is always on my friends list. When he answers, I only hear a voice joking.

— Well, well... To what do I owe the honor of Mr. Oak looking for me? What have you been up to? — David was really no good.

— Ha, ha! Very funny! I don't know how your beautiful wife puts up with you! — I tease, knowing how jealous David was of his wife Raquel.

— For her government, my wife is doing very well and she loves me, so thank you very much — he grumbles.

— My God, man! How possessive, huh! — I scoff and he laughs.

— Now stop talking about my wife and tell me what's going on that makes you call me.

— David, I need your help — I say.

- What there was?

His tone changes to professional and I soon begin to tell him about what happened.

— You were right to send him here! I'll leave him in the room to see if the alcohol leaves his system,” he says in an angry tone and I know how difficult it is for him to deal with these things.

Her wife, Raquel, was a victim of s****l violence and almost died because the guy was a corrupt ex-cop who had a crush on her. When the man got out of jail, he returned with a thirst for revenge and began persecuting the girl as a way to satisfy his hideous pleasure and torment David's life, leaving them crazy to kill that psychopath.

- Thanks. I owe you one! - I say.

— Always on command, friend. He tells the girl to go to the hospital and ask them to examine her. When she can, come to the police station to file a complaint.

- Rest assured. — We say goodbye and I turn my attention to David. —Can you ask one of the girls to help Miss Camila by going with her to the hospital?

- No problem. I want to accompany you, if that’s okay with you,” he says eagerly.

- None. You can let me be here and I will monitor. When she is released from the hospital, take her to her house safely and call me for anything! — I ask and David leaves quickly, I soon realize that this girl must have messed with him.