"Let's make sure she doesn't go running away."<br/><br/>"Sure," Jamal said, pushing his cock a couple of inches down her throat, then pulling it back to let her breathe a little. As he did that, Trev grabbed a couple of restraint cuffs from the floor. He put one around Helena's left wrist, then snapped the other end onto the headboard.<br/><br/>Out in the hall through all of this, Mark and Bill continued to talk. Blacklight was mentioned again, and Bill called him Paolo, a name Helena had not heard for him before. "He's going to mess things up," Mark said. "Do you think you can find him?"<br/><br/>With her secured to the bed, Trevor looked at her sports bra. "Shit, hold it, forgot to --" Jamal produced a knife from a pocket and cut the side of it with a quick, deft move, then pulled what was left off Helena, leaving her naked expect for panties and shoes. Trev grinned and hooked his fingers into the bottom of Helena's panties, pulling them over to reveal her opening. "Mmm, look at that," he said, then sunk one finger into her, began to pump it in and out. "Shit, she's wet. Honey really does want a good fucking."<br/><br/>Outside, Bill was saying, "I think he's gone to Vito's. He's got some serious backing, though, boss. I don't know if we want to mess with his crew."<br/><br/>Vito Smaldone, Helena realized was who they must be talking about. Rumored to be a capo in the local mafia.<br/><br/>His other hand went to his belt, undoing it, then dropping his pants to the floor. Like Jamal, he seemed to have nothing on under them, and it revealed his cock, about the same size as Mark's, but circumsized, and with the hair around it shaven. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and put the head of his cock against her, forcing the lips apart slightly, but not yet entering. "Look at that big head about to go in you, babe. You want it, don't you? Tell me you want it."<br/><br/>The last came out as a growl, and Trev smacked her breast again. "Tell me!"