The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Vitale Wet and The Prize

78–Three Weeks

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I guess I also get daily visits from “the bastard” as 11e to call him because saying his name recognizes his existence and I would love to not have anything to do with him. He gets off on pain and suffering literally.

Just like all the other days, my morning inner tantrum monologue is interrupted by Groucho and Grumpy entering the

mbestowed these nicknames on my bodyguards when they refused to engage in friendly conversation. Plus, the James it their daring personalities

The booming veces startled me and made me shoot out of bed. I would have been no doubt tangled in my sheets if they hatefully removed them from my body

Time to wake up!” Groucho said in his very thick Slavik accent. Maybe Russian? Not sure though. Some sort of Easter Sarigen would be my best guess. I can’t keep calling them Guard One or Two. I guess I could, but Groucho and Grungs are more entertaining and it suits their bland personality to boot!

hate it when they do this. Just let me stay cocooned in my bed even

to bed after this and mess up everything like I have done every day. I guess I should be grateful that I

walking boulders with bad crew top haircuts. I swear these are not men but walking steroids out of the 80’s. I

my body convulsed and every cell in my body felt like it was being shocked by lightning. And the

a scalding hot forty–five–minute shower where I rubbed my skin

day after that, day three since my escape attempt, I had been awake

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steroid entered the room swiftly, the guards both guards placing

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of food, the steam from the edible creation still

quickly

the door and I heard the clicks of the locks. I released a breath I didn’t realize I was

baby carbs.. yellow squash. A bowl of applesauce and even two dinner rolls were placed on

I started thinking I was not get to touch it. But apist t better judgment, I let my salivary glands water and proceeded to inhale the food. The favors were decent, the potatoes a little chunky but it was

I presume would be that little camera in the ceiling, as soon as I was done

and settled myself on the edge of the bed, the same guards came in with the maid and she removed No words were

hands palms flat on the wall and to face it. One of them came behind me

gently move my head so I could see maids running about and I could hear lots of focus around my room. The guards were barking orders in a different language, and I could faintly hear small feminine Voices replying to them. Maybe 15 minutes passed before I felt

the surfaces of all the furniture and even the wooden floor still had a shine on them like they were wiped

I was done with the meal, a maid would return to pick it up and the guards stood at the door hands on their guns. What I presume was dinner followed later where the maid would bring the tray and then pick it up

a hand on me. They barged in without any warning, one picked me up and took me to the wall. pinning me roughly with his whole body while the other searched for the room. When they showed me the fork. I tried to act innocent and made a sarcastic comment to which they did not even bat an eyelash. How rade! See, the nicknames for my guards were fitting! Plus, they had this intense resting bitch face, and it just made me a little han inside to name them. That night, the bastard electrocuted me again until my wrists

My disubedience got my arms cuffed tightly behind my back and a dildo gag in my mouth. Now, every night that he visits, he just cuffs and gags me, saving I have team freedom, Because of our height difference, my hands were always very close to his manhood and often ended un touching it. Even

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I always kept still

even

he wanted