My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 5 Escape Read Online Free PDF Page A

with what I say.”
    “ Not without
hearing the plan first.” She crossed her arms over her full
breasts, again scowling at me. “Stop staring at
them.”
    I looked up. “At
what?”
    “My breasts.”
    “ Th at’s not my fault, the damn things are distracting me, and
you have a tendency to be hypocritical.”
    “I do not.”
    “Then stop staring at my
cock.”
    “I am not.”
    “ You don’t
lie very well. And the next time I go into the bathroom, don’t follow me
in.”
    “ I was
concerned about you.”
    “ If you’re so
concerned, help me instead of criticizing me.”
    She frowned, then opened
her mouth, no doubt to answer back with something
contrary.
    I cut her off, not interested
in playing her games. “Just get on your knees so we can start. I’ll
wrap your hair around my hand, then I’ll call Enzo. He’ll enter,
see my offering and ask me what I want while he stares at you with
lust. I’ll ask for a prison favor, which is to take a message to
my famiglia . Cue his asking for a favor back, which will be a blowjob
from you.”
    “Actually, why bother? I
can just hide behind the door and take him out.”
    “Like you did to
Frano?”
    She grimaced.
    I exhaled loudly, not wanting
to go into it. “U nlike with Frano, the guard will fling the door into you if
he doesn’t have you within his sights.” I touched my nose, which
had healed now. “I learned the hard way.”
    She frowned. “But, will he take
the message?”
    “ No, he’ll
pretend so he can get the blowjob, then he’ll brag to the other
guards about what he did, although he won’t get that far because
we’ll be taking him out.”
    “ H ow are we going to disarm him?”
    “ I ’ll distract him. As soon as the gun is away from your
head, attack him. That is, I’m assuming you know how to fight,
being FBI.”
    “ Yes. I’ll
punch him in the nuts, then disarm him, or maybe I’ll just break
his wrist—whatever suits the angle.”
    “ Buono . Now, kneel in front of me.”
    She walked over and knelt down,
her face right in front of my cock. I grabbed her hair and wrapped
it around my hand. “Get me hard.”
    She looked up at me with a
scowl. “Do it yourself.”
    “ It’ll be
quicker if you do it .”
    “ It’ll be
less painful if I don’t, and why do you have to be hard
anyway?”
    “ To come a
man must be hard, obviously.”
    “Then get to
work.”
    “Uncover your breasts, my
cock is sore, I’ll need all the help I can get.”
    She dropped her arms. Fastening
my eyes on her tits, I grabbed my cock and started masturbating,
the feel far from arousing.
    “ You
alright?” she asked.
    “No, it hurts, and it’s
dry. Moisten it with your mouth.”
    “As if!”
    I rolled my eyes. “So, you
will suck that fat cunt outside but not me?”
    “It’s for a
purpose.”
    “ As is this.
And if you suck me it won’t hurt, because I won’t be rubbing
myself.”
    “I’m still not doing
it.”
    “Am I the only person you
won’t suck?”
    “What do you mean by
that?”
    “ You sucked
Frano, and you’ll suck the guard, but not me, when I’m the only one
in pain. And what’s one more cock?”
    “ I don’t want
to suck anyone.”
    “ Don’t lie,
you enjoyed s ucking Frano, I saw your face on the video clearly, you
can’t fake that lust, it was real.”
    Her jaw tightened. She went to
stand, but yelped, my grip on her hair unrelenting. Her hands went
to mine, trying to pry my fingers open. “Let go.”
    “ Not until
you get me hard, and don’t think about hurting me, I’m not doing
this to be a bastardo , I’m helping you escape.”
    “I’m still not sucking
you!”
    “You don’t need to do it
for long, just until I’m hard, then I’ll call in the
guard.”
    “ You are manipulating me,”
she growled.
    I exhaled. “No I’m not, and if you
object to sucking me, make me hard some other way without hurting
me even more than I already am.”
    “Okay. Let go of my hair
and I’ll do it.”
    I did what she