Jayceon Taylor, AKA `The Game' was having a meeting, in his home office with Kanye west. "You want what?" He asked Kanye, shocked. "Five G's." Kanye repeated. "Why don't you ask your wife?" The Game said. "Naw, man." Kanye said. "You know she'll ask all sorts of questions." "And I won't." The game said. "But hold on, you remember the last time I gave you money or did you a favor?" "I forgot to play you back." Kanye said. "Well, see, bout that..." "Naw, bruh." The game said. "I'm out!"
"Please, man!" Kanye said. "I'm begging you." Kanye sounded desperate. "I wonder how desperate?" The Game thought to himself. "You sound desperate." The Game said. "I am! I am." Kanye said excitedly. The Game rubbed his chin. "How desperate." He asked. "Very." Kanye said. "Desperate enough to strip out them clothes?" The Game asked. "Say what?" Kanye asked, confused. "Or, maybe, desperate enough to have me play with that ass right here, on the lawn?" The game asked. "it's your choice."
"So, if I strip naked or, let you play with my ass," Kanye said. "You'll give me the money?" "I mean, I might wanna fuck you after the ass whoopin' but," The game said. "If you let me play with that ass, I will definitely give you the money. The fuckin' will be a bonus." Now, Kanye had to think about all that. He had heard that the Game had power in his arms. Those muscles weren't just for show. Kanye heard that, if the game spanked you, you felt that shit for a whole week!"
Kanye had no other choice, though. He just had to get that money! So, he did the only thing he could. "I'll do it." He said. "I'll strip naked AND I'll let you play with my ass. If you play with my ass right, I might even let you fuck me." The game grinned slightly. He didn't want to tip his hand. He stepped onto his front porch and said, "Alright, then. Get to strippin'!" So, Kanye, slowly, stripped out of his clothes. When he was done, he handed his clothes to the Game, who locked them up in his house. Then he went to sit down on the long porch swing. "Now, get that ass over here, across my lap! You got an ass whoopin' coming to you."
The Game looked down at Kanye's prize booty and grinned lecherously. Then.... He slammed his hand across Kanye's ass cheeks. "OOOOOH!" Kanye roared. That shit really stung. "FUCK!" Instantly Kanye's ass was on fire! The Game tightened his grip around Kanye's waist. Kanye's squirmed around. "Keep still!" The Game barked. SMACK! "Does he not know how strong he is?" Kanye wondered. "That last slap sent pain throughout my entire leg!"
SMACK! SMACK! "JESUS!" Kanye cried out. He reflexively put his hands over his ass to cover his sore ass cheeks! "Move them hands!" The Game said. "Make me!" Kanye said. If the Game was gonna give out ass whoopin's, he was gonna have top earn `em! "You want this money, don't you?" The Game asked. Kanye had to think for a moment. He did need the money but... fuck, The Game's ass whoopin's hurt! If he didn't get the money, he'd have to explain to his wife where the money went. He did not feel like having another argument with Kim. "Alright, alright." He said finally. "You can whoop my ass to your heart's content. Pretty soon, Kanye was gonna with he hadn't said that.
"Get up for a minute." The Game said. Kanye got up from The Game's lap. "I'll be right back." The Game went into the house of a moment. When he came back, he had a pair of handcuffs. "What are those for?" Kanye asked. The Game got close and slapped the cuffs on one of Kanye's wrists and said, "They're for you." Kanye started to panic a bit. "They're just so you don't move while I whoop that ass." The Game cuffed Kanye to the arm of the porch swing. Then he laid him, face down, on the porch swing. Then The Game walked back inside. When he came back, he was holding a flogger. "Oh, hell naw!" He said as he struggled to get loose. "Your mouth may be saying no, but your dick is say, yes!" The game pointed to Kanye's hard dick, standing at full attention!
Kanye squirmed around, trying to get loose from the handcuffs. "You want me to get my other set of handcuffs?" The Game asked. Kanye kept squirming, trying to get loose. "Okay. I think I'll get the other cuffs." The Game walked back into his house. When he came back, he had a pair of shackles. Kanye tried to kick at The Game. "Quit kicking me, man!" Kanye kept on kicking. At one point, The Game grabbed one of his ankles. "I got you now!" Kanye tried to pull his leg out of the Game's hand but, the Game was too strong. "Kanye, are you ticklish?"
That question made Kanye pause. The he furiously fought to get his foot from The Game. "I'll take that as a `yes'." So, the Game gripped Kanye's ankle tightly and began to tickle the soles of Kanye's foot." "NAW! HAHAHAHA! FUCK! HAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHAHAHA!" Kanye cried out with laughter. He squirmed around like he was having a seizure. "HAHAHAHAHA!" "You gonna behave?" The Game asked. Kanye took a big gulp of air. Then he said, "NO!"
"Okay." The Game said. He continued to tickle Kanye's foot. Then he was able to grab his other foot. As quick as the X-Men's Quiksilver, He was able to shackle Kanye's feet together. "Now, you're all mine!" Now, he shackled Kanye to the other armrest of the porch swing. "Now, let the ass whoopin' commence!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "OWWW!" Kanye screamed as The Game tagged each ass cheek with the flogger. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "OWWWWW! FFUUCCKK!" Kanye's ass was officially on fire!
The Game dropped the flogger and rammed his two fingers up Kanye's ass. "OWWWW! GODDD!" Kanye hollered. In and out The Game rammed his fingers. As The Game finger fucked Kanye's hole, Kanye's opened wide! "Damn, this ass is tight!" The Game said. "Just like I like it!" Kanye moaned and groaned as he was fucked by The Game's fingers. "I wonder what else I can put up that ass of yours."
The went back into the house. When he came back out, The Game had something that looked like a TV remote. "Come on, bro!" Kanye said. "Not the TV remote!" The Game just smiled broadly. The Game bent down and, roughly, slid the remote up his ass. "Owww! MMMMM!" Kanye moaned. The Game shoved the remote in and out of Kanye's tight ass. "OWWWWW! JESUS! FFFUUUCCCKKK!" As he fucked Kanye with the remote, The Game put his free hand down his pants and stroked his dick. "Just getting you ready to get fucked by my dick." The Game said.
The Game's dick was hard, and he was ready to fuck Kanye's bubble butt! "You ready for this dick?" The Game asked Kanye. Before Kanye could answer, The Game slid his dick up Kanye's ass. Kanye roared in pain. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Owww! My ass!" Kanye cried out. The Game's dick was really stretching Kanye's hole. "Fuck!" The Game fucked him deeper. "JESUS!" "Damn, this ass is so good!" The game said. "My ass!" Kanye moaned. He could feel his asshole being ripped open. "MMMMM!" As he fucked Kanye silly, The Game released him from his bonds. "He ain't goin' nowhere." The Game thought. "He's mine!"
"I'M GONNA CUM!" The Game roared. Seconds later, He came all over Kanye's back. "Now, get up off my property!" "What... about... my.... money!" Kanye asked breathlessly. "I'll be right back." The Game said. He went back into the house. When he came back out, he had a wad of cash in his hands. "Where it is. You want to count it?" He handed Kanye the money. Kanye counted the money quickly. "Now, can I get dressed?" He asked. "Naw." The Game said. "These clothes are now mine." "So, how am I gonna carry all this money?" Kanye asked, perplexed. "I've got an idea." The Game said. "Bend over." Kanye bent over and The Game shoved the wad of cash way up Kanye's asshole. "Now, keep them cheeks tight!"
The End