Yes, something Jack can't handle

"I…love…you…" Lisa stutters as Jack starts to jack off in her face with his large cock.

Jack stops, frozen by what he just heard. "What….what did…" Jack gulps, "What did you say?"

"I…love you."

Jack tighten his grip on his penis before he yells in frustration and jumps off her.

The crowd boos a little bit. Jack, with his back towards them, says to Belinda, "Call off the match. I'm done."

Belinda gets up with the bottle of **** in her hand, "What?"

Jack turns around and walks to her, "You heard me. Call….off…the….match."

"But….but…why? You were winning and I was….was about to get…off…"

Within a blink of an eye Jack grabs Belinda's throat, making her gasp in shock and drop the bottle that bounce on the mat and then roll out of the ring, leaving a visible line of **** in its path.

"I said….call it….off." Jack growls.

Belinda shakes her head with fear in her eyes.

Jack lets go and Belinda waves her hands to sign the end the match. The crowd groan and cries in frustration as the black woman looks worried at the developments in the ring. Jack looks at Lisa who manages to crawl into the corner, and just stares at for a few seconds before turning around in time to see the two arms slamming him in the neck.

It was Lisa's cronies, Beak and Break, The Hartz sisters who clotheslines Jack in the mat and then proceeded to kick him in the ribs and the face. Belinda slips out of the ring as the two thugs continue their beat down on Jack.

After a few seconds they grab Jack by the arms and hold him up as their boss gets up and tries to steady herself on ropes.

"Sorry for the delay, Dollar." Break says.

"Yeah, we only saw the smack down this cracker was giving you on some ass hole's youtube channel and came as soon as we could." Beat then says next.

Jack gives a weak chuckle as he looks up with a black eye and bloody lip, "Minions, you got to love them. Too loyal to expect them to let you fight your own battles and too stupid to think for themselves."

"Shut up, fucker." Beat punches him the ribs again making Jack groan in pain.

"That's enough." Lisa mutters with a tone that sounds confuse and lost. Break then knees him in the groin, making Jack double over in pain as the two sisters continue to hold him.

"I said enough." Lisa says stronger then before as she steps forwards toward the three.

"Sure thing, what ever you say Dollar." Beat replies.

"Yeah, whatever you say, Dollar." Break copies.

Jack, grasping says, "See what I mean?"

Beat, holding everything back to not hit Jack again says, "What should we do with this ass crack. You want us to take him out back and finish him or…." Both sisters look at their leader with a sadistic smile on their faces, "Do you want us to let you have a little one on one time before sending him to the emergency room."

Lisa looks at Jack, feeling lost on what to do, as he looks up at her with a smile in his eyes, waiting to see what the gangster will say next.