Read My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 10 Stalked Online

Authors: Marita A. Hansen

Tags: #fbi, #romance, #soap opera, #erotica, #mafia, #kidnapped, #captive, #italians

My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 10 Stalked (5 page)

His jaw tightened. “No one will believe
your lies, and they are lies, because I didn’t do anything to
her.”

The man was either trying to
trick me or
he was deluding himself, and right now I was guessing it
was the latter with the strange way he was acting. Maybe he had
blocked out the memory, but regardless, he still had gotten my
uncle to dispose of what he thought was Sophia’s dead body. It was
just unlucky my uncle had dumped her in the river instead of
burying her alive.


Okay,” I said. “If it isn’t
true, then you won’t mind me telling Frano all about
it.”

I went for the door. Without
warning, he rushed me, knocking the knife out of my
hand
. Before
I could scream, he rammed me into the wall and covered my mouth
with his hand.


You are not going to tell Frano
anything,” he said, “and even if you did, he wouldn’t believe your
lies. Your whole
famiglia
are a pack of liars, and you’re deluding yourself if you
think I would kill someone I once loved.” He sneered. “Instead, the
only person I will be killing is your sick uncle. I will take great
joy in doing that, and you … you will now pay the price for
threatening me.”

I struggled
against him, trying to get out
of his grip.


Oh,
I’m going to enjoy fucking a Donatelli, instead of getting fucked
by one.”

I shook my head, yelling that I
was Frano’s, his palm stifling my words.

He
licked his upper lip, the gesture both erotic and terrifying at the
same time. “Sweet women leave a bad aftertaste in my mouth, because
I feel guilty for dirtying them.” He tightened his grip on my
wrists, making me scream into his hand. He smiled and lowered his
beautiful face to mine, his expression almost evil. “But you,
Camila, would taste so fucking bitter I wouldn’t feel any guilt
whatsoever.”

I continued to jerk against
his
naked body, but he was too strong
.


Don’t fight me. It’s my turn to give and for a Donatelli to
receive.” He let go of my wrists and picked me up with one arm, the
man stronger than he appeared. I struggled against him as he
carried me to his bed, but I couldn’t get free. He laid me down on
the mattress and let go of my mouth. The next thing I knew, his
lips were on mine. I jerked my head to the side, but he moved with
me, still kissing me. After a minute, he finally pulled away. I
went to scream but got the ball gag jammed into my mouth. I tried
to spit it out, but he grabbed the straps and tied them behind my
head. I hit out at him, the man barely reacting to my swipes. He
finally let go of me and grabbed me around the waist, hoisting me
further up the bed. I kicked out at him, but he jammed his lower
leg across mine. He attached a cuff to one of my wrists, while I
scratched and clawed at his arm with my other hand. Again, he
ignored me, although I was scratching hard, the lines on his arms
bleeding. I stopped attacking him and pushed the ball out of my
mouth and screamed. He grabbed the ball and stuffed it back in,
then cuffed my free wrist, securing it to the bedrail.

He got
off me and tied my feet to the bottom of the bed, spreading my legs
wide. Once he was done, he picked the knife up off the floor. My
eyes popped as he lowered it to my chest. I was dead; he was going
to kill me.

I
screamed into the ball gag, making him smile. He placed the knife
against my blouse, and started shredding my clothes, ripping them
off until I was down to my lingerie. He cut the bra up the middle
and pulled it off too, muttering that I had beautiful breasts. My
panties went next, leaving me naked and completely
helpless.

Even though I knew it would do no good, I struggled against
the cuffs and continued to scream into the ball gag. He started
stroking his cock, the
bastardo
hard for me. He climbed between my legs, my mind
in disbelief that this was happening.

He
lowered himself onto me, his face within inches of mine. I could
feel his hard cock pressing against my crotch and stomach, rubbing
against my body.


I
couldn’t fuck your niece in the
end,” he said, “her eyes were too innocent looking. It made me
soft, but yours are filled with evil. Maybe I’m only attracted to
bad women, which was why I wanted that lying
troia
with Frano.” He angled his
lips, looking like he was going to kiss my eye. I closed my eyes,
feeling his lips brush against my eyelid. I reopened them when his
lips pulled away.


It’s
hard to
believe that such beautiful blue eyes could be so evil?” he said.
“But they are. All of you Donatelli are blue-eyed devils. I looked
at stunning pale-blue eyes for six
years
as the man
who they belonged to raped and
abused me until I cut his cock off. If I had known it would’ve been
sewn back on, I would’ve stabbed his evil heart
instead.”


Then hurt him, not me!” I yelled into the ball.


I
can’t understand you,” he said,
continuing to rub his body against mine. “I don’t understand
anything, other than I need release: from my mind, from this
world.” Pain filled his eyes. “Your uncle made me like this. He
made me lose my mind. I thought I still had it, then my cousin
shattered the last pieces. I’m crazy now, and nothing can save
me.”

He
pushed himself down my body. I cried out as his mouth clamped onto
my pussy, what he was doing shocking me to my core. He was Frano’s
cousin, the man who always sneered at me when he saw me, someone
who’d never showed even an iota of interest in me, yet here he was
licking me below: something a lover would do, not a
rapist.

He
zeroed in on my clit, making me scream into the ball, the intense
pleasure coming out of nowhere. He licked and nibbled at it, making
me writhe on the bed. One of his hands moved up my body and grabbed
a nipple. He squeezed it, the intensity too much. I screamed again,
and thrust up, my body betraying my mind.

He pushed his face more into me, his tongue and teeth working
overtime, making me gasp against him. I had wanted Frano to do this
for me, had wanted that man so bad, still did, but what Jagger was
doing… My family had taught me many things, one of them being that
you took pleasure wherever you could, and what Jagger was doing was
bringing me great pleasure, the man certainly knowing how to
service a woman. And if Frano was going to cheat on me with
that
troia
, then
I would cheat on him with Jagger. Yeah, fuck Frano! I could play
the same game, just better. I would lie to him, pretending I didn’t
know shit, then I would slip into Jagger’s room and use him instead
of the other way round.

I
started thrusting my pussy at his perfect face, panting out the
pleasure he was giving me. I wished my hands were free, so I could
hold his head down and ride his stunning face.

He
pulled back and looked up at me with a surprised expression. His
hair was wild, and his eyes wilder. Now I knew why my uncle had to
have him, because with him looking like that, I would want to
dominate him too. Frano never looked vulnerable or wild-eyed during
sex, but Jagger… I shouldn’t be the one tied up, he should be, the
man obviously not knowing he had the air of a
submissive.


You like that, do you?” he asked, proving my point. He almost
sounded eager to please me, which didn’t make sense considering how
nasty he’d been to me. He was a complete paradox.

I shook
my head, knowing he wouldn’t believe me, but this was all a game,
which meant I had to pretend to not want what he was doing. But
fuck, it took all my will power to refrain from nodding my
head.

He
laughed. “When I ate your niece out, she fought me, but still came
against my face.”

My eyes
widened. He’d said he hadn’t fucked her.

He
grinned. “I’m joking. She isn’t my type. Good girls do nothing for
me. I was made for bad women, because you are turning me on more
than any other women has—other than Rita, but she’s wicked like
you. Are you a cheat too? You must be, because I’m rock hard.” He
laid down on me, his face a whisper away from mine. “Would you fuck
me if you thought Frano wouldn’t find out?”

I
remained quiet, knowing I would. Even if I hated Jagger, I would
use his body, because he was made for sex, the man too captivating
for his own good. Though, I couldn’t stay with him. I wanted a
strong man like Frano, not a reckless boy who was going to crash
and burn. Did I truly love Frano? I loved what he was, loved his
power, his looks, but was I truly in love with him? I may have said
I was, but I wasn’t sure. Maybe that meant I wasn’t, plus I always
did confuse desire and love with each other.


I
asked you a question,” Jagger
said, taking a hold of my nipples and squeezing them.

I
shouted into the gag, what he was doing blissfully
painful.

He let
go. “So, answer me: would you fuck me if you thought you could get
away with cheating? And don’t lie to me or I’ll give you pain
instead of pleasure.”

I made a
noise against the ball, saying I couldn’t talk.


You could’ve just nodded or shook your head,” he
said.

I
nodded.


I thought you would. Your eyes say as much, your wet pussy
confirming it even more. Now, if I take the ball out of your mouth
you have to promise not to scream. Nod for yes.”

I
nodded.

He laughed, the sound manic. Right now, if he stuck the knife
in my chest I wouldn’t be surprised. He removed the ball gag,
giving my mouth freedom. “Do you want to know what it feels like to
have your
culo
filled?”


No, Jagger, don’t,” I said, shaking my head.

He
pulled a face. “It’s painful. You uncle hurt me so many times. He
didn’t care how I felt, just used me for his own
pleasure.”


I’m sorry, Jagger, just don’t do to me what he did to
you.”


I wouldn’t,” he said, starting to rub his cock against my
pussy again. “Did you enjoy me licking you?” he asked, his voice
sounding almost boyish. Something was definitely not right. He was
chopping and changing between different personalities. “Answer me,”
he said.



, I liked you licking
me.”


That’s because I’m the fucking master at licking
figa
. I was made purely
for sex.”


You’re wrong, you’re more than that,” I said, lying through
my teeth.

He
stopped rubbing against me. “But you called me a whore.”


I
was angry at you; that is all. We
all say cruel things when we’re mad.”


Because I had Teodora. I might have been wrong about her
molesting me.” He frowned. “I don’t know what’s real and what’s not
anymore; that’s why I let her go. Maybe I should stop taking drugs,
but they help me escape.” His frown deepened. “You’re truly
listening to me?”


Why wouldn’t I be?”


No one ever listens. They pretend by nodding, but they never
truly hear me, especially women. They prefer to gawk at me. They
think I’m simpleminded solely based on my looks.”


Of course you’re not.”


Don’t patronize me.”


How is that patronizing? I just agreed with you.”


Can I fuck you?”


Jagger, you’re changing the subject again.”


Because no matter what I say, it won’t make a difference.
Now, can I fuck you?”


No,” I said, surprised he was asking permission.

He
started rubbing against me again. “You said you would fuck
me.”


I’m engaged to Frano.”


Every woman I want to be with prefers my cousin over me.
Maybe that’s the real reason why I need you right now.”


Bambino
, just get off me and I’ll
help you.”

 


Don’t call me a
bambino
!” he yelled, jolting me.
“I’m not a baby or a child; I am an adult. I fuck women for a
living.”


Then fuck me if you have to; I won’t object
again.”

He
stilled; his expression disbelieving.


I’m not tricking you,” I said. “If Frano wants to cheat on
me, I can play his games too. So, fuck me to your heart’s content.”
When he didn’t do anything, I thrust my crotch upwards. “Go on; put
your cock inside of me. Impregnate me, because your
bastardo
cousin
won’t.”


Why would you want me to get you pregnant?” he
asked.


Frano said I was pregnant with his child. It’s the reason why
Pedro didn’t kill me, and since your cousin prefers to fuck that
FBI
troia
instead
of me, I will get a D’Angelo baby anyway I can, and I can’t go
wrong with you: you will produce a beautiful child.”

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