"Oh Lord, please pray for the soul of this bitch, and guide my pimp and make it STRONG Lord, so that she might learn a ho's place. Amen." Jack said, his hands clasped in a devout prayer as his face, seemingly innocent, faced skyward as he smiled lightly. He could hear the intake of breath that he knew would come with this statement, but he didn't exactly care. Indeed, he hoped that it would piss her off, as it surely would guide his pimp hand to be that much stronger than it normally would be. Opening his eyes, he saw Jia standing before him, her dark eyes wide as she stared at him red faced, her body practically trembling with rage at what he had called her. Jack couldn't help but smile a little as he watched her, drawing in a cleansing breath.
"What. Did. You. Just. Call. Me?" Jia said, accentuating every little syllable of the word as she started to come up closer.
Jack reared back at that point, his hand coming across his body. He could feel it then, the force of the power, the pinpoint accuracy that only came with a supreme blessing from the pimping gods who were about to do intense pimpitude upon the earth. He knew that his aim was true as it came and it seemed to happen in slow motion as she stepped forward as his hand came back across, her face widening in shock and awe as the back of his hand struck the side of her face, spittle spraying out to the side as it turned her head and spun her body slightly as she crumpled down onto the ground on her hands and knees. She seemed shocked, stunned even as she scrambled back slightly, and started to stand up, rubbing her cheek.
"I called you a bitch, bitch." Jack said simply, revelling in his supreme pimpitude, puffing his chest out a little as if to ask Jia what the fuck she planned to do now that he had shown her how awesome he was.
He could see the look on her face changing, the rage starting to build there, welling in her face as it god red again as she came up to him. Instead of raising his hand though, Jack simply stood there, looking awesome, waiting for the worst of what she might do to him. After all, he didn't care, and this was about proving he didn't really give a fuck what she did to him. He was the one in charge, he was the man, and she would have to damn well live with it if she wanted to be around him. He smirked as she stormed up to him, then blinked as she grabbed either side of his face and roughly kissed him, parting his lips as her tongue started to explore his mouth. As he gaped when she released him, she groaned. "God that's so fucking hot..." she purred. "Take me, Jack... now..."
Jack's eyes flew open as she started to pull off his clothes piece by piece, his hands catching up to her as soon as he accepted what the fuck was going on here. He easily caught up to her though, stripping her clothes off of her roughly until she was naked before him. She was hot, but it was time to show her what a real man was like. Pushing her down on the bed, he descended upon her, a series of hot mewls starting to fill the air as he banged away at her viciously, losing himself in his own pleasure.
"Oh god, yes, Jack, give it to me... Oh god, I'm already... oh yes.... YESSSSSSS JACK!"