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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) *** 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 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 27