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Archive name: madame.txt (MF, bi, 1st, rom)
Authors name: The Fan (address withheld)
Story title : Madame Sata
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Madame Sata
by The Fan (address withheld)
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Based on a true story. The life of Joao Francisco Dos
Santos aka Madame Sata. Flamboyant cross dresser,
cabaret performer, street fighter, hustler, prostitute
and notorious outlaw. He is the devoted father of seven
children and a proud bisexual. This is the story of one
event in Joao's life, when he made love to a woman for
the first time. It was a trusted friend. (MF, bi, 1st,
rom)
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Lapa, Rio de Janeiro.
Joao Francisco Dos Santos (also known as Sata) walked
down the dirty streets of Lapa. It was night time.
Everyone knew what that meant. At night, all decent
men, women and children in Lapa went home.
The only people that remained in the dirty streets of
the small town were the dirty ones. Pimps and
prostitutes, thugs and killers, gangsters and freaks.
The bad elements of society. Tonight, everyone had
something to fear.
Joao Francisco Dos Santos. A very odd character. A
tall, muscular man in his mid to late twenties with
dark skin and eyes. He was jet black, clad in a white
shirt and tight brown pants. He had a long knife hidden
somewhere on his person. Joao Francisco was famous, or
should we say infamous? He was a bad guy. A criminal. A
killer. He was wanted by the authorities but somehow,
always eluded them.
Everyone knew who he was and where he hung out but no
one knew what to make of it. He was as vicious and as
violent as any thug out there. But he was different.
Joao Francisco Dos Santos loved men and was proud of
it. He surprised the people of Lapa. They expected men
like him to be effeminate and weak. H!
e was anything but. A savage, hyper-violent, terrifying
character. He was ruthless.
Sata was looking for a man. He was looking for Roberto,
the son of a bitch who had been nasty enough to hurt
one of his "employees." You see, Joao Francisco Dos
Santos was more than a thug. He was also a pimp. He
grew up in the streets after his poor parents sold him
into slavery. Sata survived by being fierce and
dangerous. He knew how to deal with men and women and
had no trouble unleashing hell on both.
He walked to the bars where he knew Roberto hung out.
He found the man, and slit his throat.
He went back to his place of hiding, making sure he was
not seen. There were bigger cats out there, people even
Sata had to fear though he would never acknowledge it.
He had nothing to do so he went to the Lux Cabaret
where his annoying boss, a wannabe diva named Victoria
dos Anjos was trying to sing. Sata had to really try
not to laugh. She was plain horrible.
He had a decent job as the do-everything-man at the
Cabaret plus being Victoria's dresser. He acted like a
nice guy there, putting up with the eccentric woman and
even her nasty lover, the abusive Gregorio. If they
only knew what kind of person he truly was. No one at
work knew of his sexual preference because he didn't
act in an effeminate manner like the stereotypes said.
He did a man's work, chatted with the guys and even
flirted with the girls, just for kicks. No one knew
Joao Francisco was a maricon. But everyone in Lapa knew
of Sata, the mysterious killer who eluded the police
every time. Sata killed, and killed. He killed the men
who wronged others. He fought not for pleasure but for
survival. He did so in the dark. No one knew what
ethnicity Sata the Killer was. The locals called him El
Diablo.
Sata walked rapidly to his home.
He went there and saw his "family". A tall, black-
haired woman in her early thirties. Laurita was her
name. She ran the whole thing. He was also friends with
the effeminate man known as Taboo and Firmina,
Laurita's Baby Girl. Sata looked at them.
They lived in what he called The Refuge. Laurita was a
prostitute. She did all she could to take care of her
very young daughter Firmina and was helped by Taboo,
who was also a prostitute, for horny homosexual or
bisexual married men. "Where were you, Joao?" said
Laurita.
Sata looked at her. What the fuck was her deal? "I was
around, taking care of business." He didn't tell her
that he had just killed Roberto, the man who beat her
and also had his macho friends kick Taboo. Sata had one
rule. No one kicked anybody in his "family" except for
him, of course. He had told himself he wouldn't kill
anymore but these days he had to.
He recently had to kill a man named Stefano who was one
of those religious freaks who hated prostitutes and
homosexuals though he certainly enjoyed one, if not
both. Stefano and his church people wanted to clean up
Lapa and that would be bad for Sata. Bad for business.
Bad for anyone.
He got a day job at the Lux Cabaret. It was a boring
job but on this side of Brazil, you took whatever paid.
He felt an unbelievable amount of anger and hate for
his boss, the infamous Victoria. She was a lousy
singer! Oh, and don't get him started on the subject of
her boyfriend Gregorio. The man was ugly and dumber
than a pig.
Sata, the persona Joao had created many years ago to
deal with his anger and frustration was a nocturnal
kind of character. But recently, Sata's nocturnal blood
lust threatened to overflow into Joao Francisco Dos
Santos's days. His mask of sanity and submission was
beginning to slip up. He felt lethal.
He looked at the men and women around him and felt the
urge to kill them. To slice them up and bury them in
dirt and blood. At work, he daydreamed about cutting
off Gregorio's balls and sewing them in Victoria's
throat just to stop the nasty bitch from singing.
He dreamed of one day wearing a bright costume and
being a singer/dancer in a cabaret, becoming world
famous and making lots of money. If only he'd get a
chance. This dream was his fondest desire. He was
reclining in a chair, when he saw someone approach him.
It was Taboo. A tall, slim guy who was more feminine
than most women. "Hi, mister Joao, am I interrupting
anything?" Taboo said in a girlish voice.
Sata rolled his eyes. "Come here, mofo."
Taboo came and grinned as Joao took him in his arms and
kissed him. The two of them quickly undressed each
other, with Taboo's eyes feasting on Joao's huge cock
and muscular black body. Taboo took Joao's cock in his
mouth and sucked it. Joao closed his eyes to savor the
feeling he was experiencing.
Taboo was an expert cocksucker. Joao soon came. He had
Taboo lying on his back, ass up. He parted Taboo's
cheeks and shoved his cock into Taboo's ass. "Nice and
hard," Taboo begged. Joao grinned and began to steadily
fuck his lover, going in hard and fast into Taboo's
ass. Taboo lay with his eyes closed.
He was savoring the feel of Joao's hard cock in his
ass. Taboo's tight ass soon brought Joao off and he
came, filling Taboo's ass with his cum. Joao Francisco
pulled out and soon he was sitting back down, enjoying
another of Taboo's cocksucking session. They were
interrupted by a voice. "Is this a boy's party only or
can a girl join in?"
Joao looked and saw Laurita. She was radiant in her
white dress and her pale white skin practically glowed
in the dark. "What do you want?" said Joao. Taboo
continued sucking off Joao.
"Just want to have some of your cock," said Laurita.
Joao looked at her. He knew she knew he wasn't into
women. Not a political statement, just his personal
preferences. He watched as she came and undressed. She
was a good-looking woman, in spite of leading a hard
life. She came and knelt in front of him. She touched
his cock and licked the side of it, sharing him with
Taboo.
Joao Francisco Dos Santos aka Sata looked at the man
and woman who sucked his cock. He felt ready to cum
again. They relaxed him, and Laurita played with her
tits while sucking him off. Taboo was jerking off.
"You want me to fuck you?" Joao asked Laurita.
She smiled. "Yes, Joao." She took his hand and led him
to a table where she lay on her back, smiling
invitingly. He stood over her, watching her beautiful
body. She was so white and her skin felt so silky and
smooth. He had never been into women but almost felt
ready to make an exception just for her.
He entered her, slowly. He pushed into her, slowly at
first, getting used to it. Her pussy was warm and
tight, though not as tight as Taboo's hole had been. He
fucked her, looking into her face as he did and
gripping the table for support. Laurita's beautiful
face was smiling; from time to time she winced.
She rubbed her hands on her breasts as she did and then
moaned as Joao fucked her.
Joao came inside her, and rested against her seemingly
frail body. Laurita caressed his head and held him.
Taboo quietly left the room.
The nature of Joao Francisco Dos Santos's relationship
with Laurita changed dramatically. They had been
friends for years, with her as the prostitute and him
as the overprotective homosexual patriarch. Now, they
were more than friends. Just what was happening? They'd
figure it out later.
The End
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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