The Godfather episode 14 – 15

🔞 THE
GODFATHER 🔞
( Bounded By Honour. . . )

CHAPTER 14&15: R@PED.

By; Holland Cisca.

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>VITO’S BAR< 8:25PM< * Vito and his men sat in the private chamber at one side of the bar. They were discussing on another mission, creating plans on how to solve it. He finally came up with one. One which wasn't gonna favour Pablo, and one which was definitely gonna favour Micheal the most. "I heard Castello's brother, Jonathan, has joined some of his brother's men to his and they are creating a new group against us for killing his brother. Well, this leads to two secret missions for tonight. Pablo, you'll lead some men to Jonathan's hide out. I want every thing about him to be erased, including his documents, his home, his warehouse and his life. Micheal and Fred, I also learned that he has a second warehouse underneath the national library. For the love of God, don't get the library blown up, I'm pretty sure you have a wiser way to handle it. And after that, you move to the border, there will be a transaction going on there, I need it terminated. " He puffed on his cigar, " I need this mission to go smooth as every other mission we've been too. Don't get yourselves caught or you get your life terminated. Understood? " " Yes, sir. " They all chorused. The barmaid walked in with a glass of whiskey and bottles enough to reach every one. She poured the whiskey in each glass cup before leaving the room to attend the rest of the customers outside. Vito had purposely given the toughest task to Pablo, he was only doing that to prepare him for the future but Pablo was so blind to see it coming. After they had drank the whiskey, they all departed, leaving Vito alone in the room. Pablo passed a glance at him for a while, pain and anger written on his face. He left. Meanwhile, Micheal on the other side called Fred to a corner, he persuaded him to take the men out for the mission without him. When Fred asked him why he wasn't following and what he was up to, he said he had an unfinished business with a friend. "I have to settle this or else I get myself and every one else in trouble." " Is it too serious? " Fred asked. " It's damn too serious and I can't let it go. This is my only chance to handle the case, I don't want dad or any one to find out about this. It should be our little secret. " He convinced Fred to the point that Fred believed every single word he said. "Okay." Fred agreed. * **LATER THAT NIGHT*** * While every one had dispatched to their various mission, Fred and Micheal gave each other sign which no one else knew. Pablo drove to Jonathan's hide out with his men and Fred took his men down to Jonathan's second warehouse which was underneath the national library. Michael stood back, ready and prepared to carry out his secret agenda. Unfortunately, Vito hasn't returned from the bar yet, he's been mourning his death and thinking of a way to get Pablo understand why he is so desperate to have him as his heir and not Micheal. Micheal made sure both Pablo and Fred's van were miles away before he returned into the mansion. He sent two guards to search for Anastasia and bring her to the basement where no one will know what he is about to do. Anastasia was just leaving the kitchen, walking through the hallway when some one grabbed her by the side, covering her mouth from making a noise. She struggled to let go but then some one else held her both legs, making it impossible for her to escape. They carried her to the basement as requested by Micheal. As they got to her room, they pushed her to the ground. Anastasia's eyes flew open as she saw Micheal standing at the middle of her room, his hands folded to his back. His eyes were emotionless so it was difficult to explain what he was up to. "You. . . you're here?" She asked, surprised. " I don't blame you, you have ever right to be scared and surprised. Yes, I'm supposed to be out like the others but here I am, standing right before you." " What do you want? I don't meet with your brother anymore, why do you still want me?" "Like I once said, you and Pablo are going to pay for what you did to me. Now, my father looks at me like I'm an outcast, he doesn't trust me like he used to and that's all because of you, b**ch!" He yanked. He grabbed her hair in his fingers, dragging her up to her feet. "I think it's time I get this hair of yours cut off." Anastasia grew terrified, she didn't want to lose her hair. She was ready to do what ever be says but not her hair, no she couldn't risk it. "Please. Please, I beg you don't cut it off. I can do whatever you say just please. . ." " Well, I love the sound of that." He smirked. Anastasia realized the only thing he would want from her at the moment is to force her to have s*x with him. "Take off your cloth." He ordered. She wished she could reverse her statement but it was already late and Micheal had already ordered her to do the very thing she feared. "Are you deaf, I said take off your cloth." He barked. Anastasia slowly took off her cloth until she was standing stark naked before him. Micheal scanned her from her chest down to her junction, then back up to her face. "You never stop amazing me with this s×xy body of yours." He covers the gap between them, grabbing her l-ips forcefully into his. He held her butts, squeezing it in his grip, forcing a loud m0×n out of Anastasia's mouth. His fingers moved below her butt, finding their way into her vagina as he fingered her hærd. He was loving what he was doing to her, but wasn't getting enough of it. He jerks her up, dropping her on the bed. He spreads her legs wide open, he wasn't ready for a k×ss, all he wanted was to have his way right into her sensitive s₱0t. He spread her legs wide open. Anastasia tried to close it back but he pushes it open with his both hands, leaning his face closer to her skin. He was teasing her with his tongue but it felt like hell to Anastasia. . . A burning hell for that matter. Then he pulls out, taking the next step with his first and second finger, thr-sting it in and out continuously. Anastasia s¢ræmed, but he covers her mouth with his hand. She kept beating his hand to let go of her mouth but he punishes her by digging deeper with his fingers until her skin was sore. He pulls his fingers out, staring at his w-t stained hand. He licked on it, humming in excitement. "Never knew you were this sweet." He said, licking every part of his fingers that none was left. Anastasia was gasping, forcing more air into her empty lungs. She was ashamed to look at him and the way he was tasting her wetness. She tries to close her leg again but doing so angered him. "You shouldn't close it until I am done." He warns, spreading it apart. This time he dried her s₱0t with his tongue, teasing her once again with his tongue. He moved up to her br×ast. The way her n×pples pointed up, hungered him. He rubbed his tongue on her left n×pple, childishly playing with it while he grabs her right n×pple, squeezing it in his hand. Anastasia m0×ned in his hand, still struggling as she moved her body in response to the pain he was causing her. As if that wasn't enough, he unfastened his belt, pulling his trousers away from his leg. He shifts his boxers out of his w--st, now he was down to the final judgement of torture. He ins××ts his hærd d**k into her V s₱0t, thr-sting in and out in a repeated manner. Anastasia held the sheet of her blanket firmly in her hand, her chest bouncing in response to his act. Her legs were paining her and her skin was becoming sore and weak to hold further. She was crying but he wasn't looking at her tears, he wasn't moved by it so he kept digging. "Oh, I love this." He whispered. "You're so sweet, Ana, so fu*king sweet." He held her shoulder, pulling her in him as he went into her deeper and deeper. "Oh, fu*k." He turns her that her back faced him, he pulls her butt up, fu*king her in a doggie style. The way he digged in hurt her, she has never done it before and she was silently praying he'll let go. He stops, slapping her butt softly, squeezing it in his grip. He turns her over again, he was staring at her teary face. Her eyes red and sore from crying, and all he did was to laugh at her face. "You look beautiful when you're scared." He k×ssed her l-ips. While he was k×ssing her, he trailed his fingers again into her V s₱0t, rubbing it gently with his hand. He was massaging it to ease the pain he had created. Again, he spreads her legs open, drying her wetness with his tongue until nothing was seen on it. "I can't imagine how tonight would be if I hadn't done this with you. You did make me night, Ana, I am impressed." " Go. To. Hell." She cursed. " You will regret what you did to me, asshole. You will regret every bit of it. " " Well, I don't mind regretting it, as far as I already got what I wanted, I'm satisfied with that. " He said, pulling on his trouser. He fastened his belt, adjusting his shirt on his skin. "Now let me give you a simple warning, if anyone else hears of this, I will slice your throat off your neck." He threatened. " I will report this to your father and I don't care what you do to me." She said tearfully. " I'm pretty sure you don't wanna try that. And besides, you're scared of dying, aren't you?" He noticed the silence in her, he laughed. " Yeah, you are, aren't you? Because you know you'd lose him if you die." He smirked, leaving the room. Anastasia bursted out in tears, she cuddled her legs to her chest. She could feel the pain all over her body, piercing in her like a spear. She has never felt this humiliated before. This punishment was way to bigger than any he had given to her. She lost her pride to this asshole, as if that wasn't enough, he just raped her. She wished a day like this never happened. She wished he had just fu*ked her to death and every thing would be a forgotten incident to her. ~~~~ To Be Continued...