It was late in the morning, 5:30 AM something, Thursday. In the desolated arena of ADK Horse Park (where Stakes Winner took place), only the gloomy dark blue glow covers the silence. No one bets hear in World Heroes land, no one comes hear.

Except someone.

In the creepy horse stalls, a shrill noise can be heard down the third row. Abandon, no one would ever come hear. Only Johnny Maximum fucking Rasputin like a horse. Only those two would be hear.

"So I heard you hate war you little bitch. Well my life is a living war, my life on the battlefield and only the pathetic get fucked in the ass! You like you fucking whore? You like that!?"

Rasputin, a little ditzy, wearing a bra and his face painted with red lipstick, "OH FUCK ME, you like that, GIVE IT TO ME HONEY, your my fucking honey with that black cock of yours. Yes oh, yes, fuck me, fuck me honey."

Johnny was jamming his unreal, black silk cock up his asshole. It was almost like a women's, not really, but when in, like one. Johnny had his hands on his shoulders and looked forward out of the stall. He could possibly crush and maybe kill Rasputin. He would not though, he wanted something to fuck for tonight.

"Let me hear you cry bitch, cry for me, you loser. That's what you are, a fucking loser, a fucking whore!"

"Ohhh yes, oh yes, my god, please, please, please STOPPP, ohhh no! Fuck me, fuck me!" with a little whimpering.

Johnny was getting more unconscious. He was about to cum. Johnny quickly took his horse cock out of Rasputin's asshole. As his cock wiggled around, he went to the corner. Cheesecake. Johhny screamed, like his was forcing it out. It spray everywhere. Rasputin didn't move. He was still moaning noises.

Johnny passed the Cheesecake over.

"You like cheesecake bitch? You want some fucking cheesecake! Fucking whore!" as he slapped Rasputin left to right. "Eat that shit you bitch! EAT IT! You FUCKING LOSER!"

"Oh my god, yes, anything, fuck, anything."

Rasputin looking like he was going to vomit, ate the cake slowly. Chewed slowly. Sperm slid down his mouth. He spitted out some, but still ate the cake slowly.

Rasputin was starting to cry.

"Fucking cry for me bitch, you fucking LOSER!" Johnny yelled.

"I love you baby, I love you." as Rasputin whimpered.

"I want to be with you, sob, I want you."

Cake and Sperm oozing out of his mouth.

"I will do anything."

Johnny rub his dick on his face like a paintbrush.

Johnny teeth were wide open.

"YOU FUCKING LIAR, YOU WHORE!"

Johnny punched Rasputin in the face.

Rasputin was starting to cry out loud.

"SHUT UP, JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Johnny ran out of the stall and eventually to the horse track field abandoning Rasputin. He was mumbling to himself. "Fuck, you fucker, fuck, fuck." Now snorting like a bull, Johnny was running up the audience bleachers.

"You never loved me you piece of shit! Never! I did everything for you! I'm going to win the game and you'll see who wins!"

Johnny ran faster.

He reached to the top of the bleachers.

He charged down the fences.

He fell.

It was 6:30 am, the sun was coming up.

Johnny was dead.