Pam's big mouth gets them in trouble

Pam looked up at the two black studs. "No, we're both, like, fucked out. You guys should have been here earlier."

"We're here now, and we want your white pussy. You either give it up, or we'll take it. Your choice, bitch." They both looked at us, menacingly.

"You ain't gonna take anything" said Pam. "Because we ain't giving anything!"

"You got a mouth on you. Don't you, cunt?"

"Pam, please just calm down, OK?" I said in a pleading tone.

"I'm not going to calm down. I have nothing to calm down about. These guys can go home and fuck their usual crack whores from the hood. They don't need us. We're not hood material any way."

"Now what's that supposed to mean?" asked the biggest one in an irritated manner. We heard the sound of a switchblade. "You may not live in the hood, but tonight, you're gonna visit there. Get dressed and come quietly with us, or you'll get hurt. We've had enough of your bullshit."

I looked at Pam angrily. She wasn't happy with the turn of events. "Way to go, Pam. Look what you got us into."

"Sorry, I just don't like the word cunt. And I don't belong in the hood. I'm not black, and I'm not into blacks" she said in her defense.

"Just shut up, you little racist bitch. Get dressed" the big one with the switchblade said. "Both of you are gonna party hood style until we get tired of your white asses."

We both got dressed under watchful eyes. Then our black escorts made sure we got the point as we left the theater with knives at our backs. When we got out to the parking lot, we stopped. "All right, which one of you bitches drove?" asked the one with Pam.

"I did" I said, resigning myself to whatever lay ahead of me. I pointed to my BMW.

"Well look at that, Leroy!" said the guy who was with me. "That car will bring a lot in the hood! I think we'll be stoppin' off to collect some green. Then we can really party! Follow us. 'Kay Leroy?"

"Got it, Judd. Be right behind ya in the Citroen. Just don't ya'll be goin' too fast in that thang now."

We reached my car, then Judd bound my hands with cable ties. As soon as I was in the passenger seat, he bound my ankles together. After that, we were off to the hood to sell my beautiful car to some chop shop. I must admit there was a thrill of excitement that started coursing through me. I could feel my pussy growing wet at the thought of what might happen to me, and especially to that bitch Pam. I couldn't wait to see her get fucked hood style.

When we arrived at the chop shop, Judd pulled me out of the BMW and carried me to the Citroen. He stuffed me in the back seat and took my car in to sell it. When he came out, he got in the back seat with me. He pulled out a large wad of cash, and started counting. I cried as I watched him count twenty thousand dollars. Judd turned to me and smiled. "Thanks to you, cunt, me and Leroy can party for a long time. To show you we don't hold no ill will, you and your cunt friend are gonna party with us."

"Please just let us go" I begged them, half hoping they wouldn't. "You've already sold my car and got a lot of money to keep you partying for a while. I won't say a word about it. I'll just report it stolen. I'll gladly fuck both of you, if that's what you want. I'm not prejudice. Please don't think I am. Pam doesn't speak for me."

"That's all good and well" began Judd. "I can trust you, I think. But your friend? She's a mouthy little racist bitch, and she needs to be taught a lesson. You gotta come along for the ride regardless. We can drop you home after you see what happens to your friend."