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!

this. Just let me stay cocooned in my bed even though it gives me nightmares, it’s

at me expectedly. I trudge to the far wall near the window. I’ll just go back to bed after this and mess up everything like I have done every day. I guess I should be grateful that I get clean sheets: at least they won’t smell like

just too massive to fight. Like walking boulders with bad crew top haircuts. I swear these are not men but walking

being shocked by lightning. And the asshole jerked off watching me. He just dropped his pants after the fourth round and pumped until he came all over my body. Four times

and released my bondage. He didn’t stay, thankfully and when I returned to the room after a scalding hot forty–five–minute shower where

I had been awake for several

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again, but instead, it was the two mountain steroid entered the room swiftly,

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Itay of food, the steam from the edible creation still sing is the open

as quickly

door and I heard the clicks of the locks. I released a breath I

of applesauce and even two dinner rolls

water and proceeded to inhale the food. The favors were decent, the potatoes a little chunky but

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

the same guards came in with the maid and she removed No words were said, and I was too tired to

instructed me to put my hands palms flat on the wall and to face

and I could faintly hear small feminine Voices replying to them. Maybe 15 minutes passed before I felt their presence shit away thom me and soon I heard

like they were wiped down. A fresh breeze scent lingered in the air. Sitting on

tray and then pick it up later because they would not return until the next morning. I only had to go to the wall in the mornings, which I deduced quickly was so that the

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

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 woke up

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I always kept still trom that

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