Mafia fascinations(2nd book in mafias obsession series)

chapter 40: Dancing with the dead

Of course Giovanni's death had erupted the room into cries of fear and worry. People were panicked, others guessed something like this would eventually happen and some were even crying, just it was unclear if their tears were of shock or sadness. But by the time the clock struck 11pm, it was if the crowd hadn't seen a thing. Some left instantly, practically running out of the building to get away, whilst others? They stayed with excitement.

Thoughts wondered in my head of what it would be like. What feelings it would bring. And what people were so afraid or excited about. By the time the clock struck 11:05, one of the walls of the room had risen up, revealing a massive race track. Sat were of course people in race cars and an original audience that was already watching.

On the stage cages of people waiting to be tortured stayed, those in cages already having missing limbs, scars and bruises. Like they were simply what was left of a person and the true person that existed had left ages ago. Of course I wondered who they were, but I also wondered how things could get any worst for them. How bad the torture would be. Why and how they deserved to be tortured?

Maybe they were enemies? Traitors perhaps? Who knew. But I wanted to know. After all that was where my fascination and attraction stemmed from. Knowing the details about the person and the deaths. Knowing why, how and who.

The music suddenly changed from the upbeat pop and classical that it originally had to heavy metal and rock. Like it was a sign of telling you, you were now trapped until 2am. That there was no way of escape and you had to sit and watch whether you liked it or not.

In a corner you could hear some screams. Yet they sounded different to being afraid, even different to being hurt. Were they? No of course not. They weren't right?

"Are they?" I looked up at Lye, curiosity crossing my mind.

"How about I help you find out?" He offered with a smirk.

"How?" I asked cautiously.

"Trust me?" He asked, holding out his hand to me. Did I? Did I trust him in this moment? Did I trust he wouldn't get me into something I wasn't ready for? Truthfully I didn't know, but I took his hand anyway. "Wear this~ trust me on this~ I'm all you need to know at this moment~" before I could protest, he wrapped a mask around my eyes, consuming me in darkness.

Holding his hand a little more tighter, he guided me over to somewhere. Pulling me down onto his lap and running his fingers along my thighs, the touch being only a soft and slight one but making me whisper none the less.

Suddenly my skirt was hitched up, and his hands became rougher. His hands kept my thighs apart, not saying a word and making me think of how I was to trust him. He knew what was best for me right? He always did, so why was I so nervous now?

Before I could say anything else or hesitate at all, something sharp pressed against my throat and one of his rough hands grabbed one of my breasts. A sudden loud moan and scream filled the air and it took me a moment to realise the scream belonged to me and why. Someone was fucking me. A stranger? I knew it couldn't be Lye because he was beneath me. So who was it?

"Move an inch and your dead~" he growled in my ear, the sharp object pressing further against my throat. Almost like the other person wanted me to move, he fucked me even harder, making me squirm a little and whine.

"L lye ple-" before I could finish my sentence, two of his fingers were down my throat, making me choke.

"You call me senpai, sir or master. Do I make myself clear? And no complaining." All I could do was whimper a response, unable to nod and unable to talk.

"Go on~ speak~" he chuckled.

"Yes" I gagged a little, making me go quiet.

"Yes what~?" He dared me to finish my sentence.