A gift for the Mob Boss
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				Title: <strong>A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 06:46:56</strong>
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				(http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a290/apochoszay/Anime/ryu2.jpg)<br><br>“Hey, watch it!!” A girl of eighteen was pushed into a dark room rather forcefully.&nbsp; She was a pretty little thing that happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Yes it was just a matter of bad luck that ended her up in this dark waiting room. Her name is Tara, she was an honor student in high school, also voted most likely to make something of herself in life. She had book smarts and looks that made her look much younger then what she was. Normally all she would have to do was bat her pale blue eyes and she would get out of any trouble she happened into, but this time it was not going to be so easy.<br><br>You see she had been out with a group of friends, Tara had gotten tired out the loud night club so she stepped outside to clear her thoughts and let the ringing in her ears subside. That was when she came across a very shady group of men. Of course when they tried getting her attention she merely ignored them, but in turn it had just pissed them off. When she was approached Tara asked to be left alone, but like they would listen? No that began giving her little pet names, and a few began to push her around the group. All having a good laugh, until the lead of the group suggested bringing her back to their boss.<br><br>The plan was not well thought up, but what could one expect from drop outs. Tara would be blindfolded, and her arms tied behind her back. It took three men to lift her up and force her into the back of their car. For such a small girl she knew how to throw her weight around. This is where we left off, with her tossed into a dark room and forced to wait for anything that might explain why she was there to begin with.<br><br>The group of five men headed off to find their boss, all very proud that they had gotten him such a pretty little new toy to play with. Like thugs without manners they barged into his office, all of them smiling. “Hey boss, we got you a little something waiting for you down stairs…you should go have a look at her”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 07:09:55</strong>
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				It was beginning to become very boring inside his office, doing nothing else than just taking care of business by the phone with some of the drug dealers that he had working for him on the streets, same as every night. Being a powerful person, feared and respected by most of the people of his neighborhood, he was used to have many of his thugs send him presents or making him surprises to get him to like them better. It was not a surprise for him to see his men enter his office to offer him a new present, but this time, they had something way better than what he expected to see.<br><br>Leaving his office, Mr Don Bennett went straight down those stairs, looking at the smiling faces of his men while reaching the location of his new pet in order to see what kind of treat he would be having for the night. He had always had a thing for young girls, so he was already imagining a cute little innocent girl, scared in a corner waiting to meet her worst nightmare.<br><br>Ordering everyone of his men to leave, Don reached the location of his new present and went straight to her to look at her with a serious look on his face. He was a big guy, always well dressed and looking good, with expensive suits that gave his athletic body a nice shape. He would never need to kidnap a woman to have her, because of his charms and good looks, but he enjoyed to have that kind of situations... he loved to have a new pet to play with.<br><br>Standing in front of the pretty young woman, Don cleared his throat and spoke to her with his deep voice. He was staring at her, almost picturing her naked on that same place already doing the things he wanted to order to her. -<strong>What is your name, little angel ?...</strong>- Were the words he chose to say to her, while looking at her with his hands on his pockets.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 07:28:22</strong>
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				Tara heard the flick of the light, though with the blindfold on she still was unable to see what was going on. The next thing she heard was an order for the men to leave. It was safe to assume that the one calling the shots was in charge of them.&nbsp; Where had she ended up, and who exactly was in the room with her?<br><br>“Little angel?” she scoffed, almost laughing “Look I don’t know what’s going on here, but I suggest you release me before the cops come looking for me.” She picked herself off the floor, even with her hands tied behind her back she was able to get around. “My name is of no importance to you, and I’d rather you not start on the little pet names” Tara did not seem afraid of him, and just like his thugs she would give him a tone of voice that was just dripping with sarcasms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 07:48:10</strong>
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				Normally, in a situation like the one that girl was being at that moment, almost any kind of victim would've been scared as hell and wouldn't even had the courage to speak up. In this opportunity, the girl not only spoke with a tone of sarcasm that was not very gentle to the man, but also threatened him with the whole calling the cops thing. Hearing her act in that way made the man smile, he loved to find a pet to tame, those were the ones he enjoyed the most. Seeing them surrender to his will, breaking their chances for resistance, and forcing them to do anything he wanted was one of the things that turned him the most.<br><br>After her words, Don gave her an answer with a calmed tone in his voice, letting her know that her words meant absolutely nothing to him. -<strong>The cops, right ?... guess what ?... the cops answer to me, sweetie. There is no way in hell I am going to have a problem.</strong>- He walked towards her until he was standing in front of her and proceeded to remove her blindfold, so that she could take a good look at his face.<br><br>-<strong>I run this whole damn city, every crooked cop answers to me, every drug dealer pays me... everyone knows I'm the one calling the shots, so you can forget about thinking of a way to make me change my mind.</strong>- He smiled at her, playing with her mood a little, and then resumed talking, while sitting on a chair in front of her. -<strong>Now, let's make our time together a nice one, shall we ?... Tell me, what is your name, pretty ?.</strong>-
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				Title: <strong>Re: A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 08:21:56</strong>
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				&nbsp;He gave her no reason to fear him; so far the most she was afraid of was losing a few IQ points from having to deal with his thugs. “These must be things you tell all the girls to scare them, or perhaps make them wet their pants” He had finally removed her blindfold, but she would remain unimpressed with his good looks or dress attire. “You won’t find me running with my tail between my legs…” Her pale blue eyes stared up at him, she did not show any signs of fear, and her body stayed rigid.<br><br>“As for my name…it’s Tara.” She growled “Not that I see why it matters when you will continue to call me sweetie, or Little Angel….” Tara took a moment to take in her surroundings then looked back up at him. “Where are we? Some type of warehouse?” How fitting it was. “I would figure with money, which I assume you have by the way you dress…you would be living in a pent house, and surrounded my gold digging girls….That is what mobsters like you enjoy, right?” Sure she was referring to Hollywood movies, more likely because she wanted to annoy this poser mob boss.<br><br>“So what is the deal? I’m here for what purpose…to pay off some debt that I don’t have?” She tossed her head back, trying to get the hair from her eyes. “Or is there some darker purpose…please share”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Liam</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 03:59:44</strong>
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				The man laughed hard at her first words, and remained looking at her with a big grin on his expression, enjoying the way she talked to him, showing no fear and no will to submit. He loved those kind of girls, because making them break was much more rewarding than the ones who already stood weak before him, he had the most fun with young women like her.<br><br>After she finished talking, the mob boss placed his right hand on his pocket and took a silver razor blade, letting Tara look at it while he held it with his strong hand. "<strong>Tara, dear... I think you are critically underestimating me. You have no Idea on what you're getting yourself into with those words.</strong>"<br><br>He got even closer to her and grabbed her with his other hand by her jaw, looking at her with his eyes opened a bit more, almost intimidating her with his expression. "<strong>You should talk less, if you know what's good for you. I can have you exit this place the way you are now, or in 4 separate plastic bags... that depends on how you behave tonight.</strong>"<br><br>Don smiled at her again, slightly laughing and went back to the chair in front of her, to sit and look at her while playing with his razor blade on his hands. "<strong>The reason of you being here, is because I need a new pet... and guess what ?, you are the lucky winner, you got the job, pretty.</strong>" He glanced at her once again, looking at her young and sexy body with lust, ant then added a few more words. "<strong>You be an obedient little girl, and you might even get a reward or two.</strong>"<br><br>The man smiled once again and remained sitting on his chair, waiting to see what kind of reactions Tara would have after what he said to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A gift for the Mob Boss</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 16:55:41</strong>
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				He took out the razorblade from her pocket and Tara’s eye drop to it in an instant. It was one thing to stand up to a man’s talk, but she was not going to go up against a man with a weapon that had clear intent of using it on her. When he took hold of her by her jaw she gritted her teeth, her eyes locked on to his.<br><br>“People would come looking for me, and would be found out and tossed away for life…is that what you want?” She had already been pretty bold with him, and so she would continue on with the same risk. "I'm an honor student with a full scholarship to a college of my choosing...don't think that they would let my absence go with out a full search party..." He looked allot smarter then the thugs who worked for him, but in this day in age it was hard telling based off looks. "<br><br>He released her jaw walking back to his chair, it took a few moment to have all of what he said sink in. "Behave?....what do you mean by that?" She watched him play with the razor blade in his hands, listening to him as he went on. Tara’s mouth dropped. "Pet?....I'm not a puppy or a dog who is going to beg for treats. I'm not a pet to anyone...not ANYONE" Being that she had never been subjected to much of anything that was sexual it would seem that she was a bit confused on his meaning of the word 'pet'. "You can't slap a collar and leash on a human being...Slavery is over with....or are you that far behind in your history lessons?" Tara was showing her true innocence’s right there.
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