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

He wrapped it around his hand and
wrist, the idiot now only having one hand free. He indicated with
his gun for me to move away. I sat down on the bed, trying to hide
my grimace at his next words.
    “ Pull my cock
out,” he said to Rita. “And if you bite it you’re dead.”
    She raised her hand, hesitated, then
unzipped Gino’s pants, pulling out his thin prick. She stared at it
as if she wanted it to disappear or shrivel up—as I did, because
all I wanted to do was to yank her away from the greasy bastardo .
    Gino tapped her head with
his gun. “Hurry up, and remember what I said about
biting.”
    She took his cock into her
mouth, making me grip onto the bed, my anger growing. Her gaze
shifted to me, her eyes so sad. Feeling guilty, I focused on the
floor, unable to stomach watching. I glanced up a few seconds
later. She was still staring me, her cheeks now rosy, making me
wonder whether she was imagining blowing me instead of the guard, a
pretty picture to get her through.
    Gino moan ed, his gun lowering, Rita
obviously good at what she was doing, because Frano had also
reacted in the same way.
    “ Gino,” I
said.
    The imbecile turned to look at
me, his gun dropping to his side, the man losing concentration—and
soon his life.
    “Now,” I said.
    “ Now wha—” He
screamed as Rita grabbed his wrist, the woman without a doubt
breaking it.
    The gun slipped from his hand.
Rita grabbed it off the floor and pointed it at his cock. “Let go
of my hair,” she snarled, her eyes practically glowing with
violence.
    “ You bitch!”
Gino yelled, yanking on her hair violently, causing her to holler in
pain.
    He went for the gun, but not quick enough.
Rita slammed it down on his crotch, causing him to holler louder
than she had. He let go of her hair, looking as if he didn’t know
whether to grab his broken wrist or his balls. He opened his mouth,
probably to scream for help, but his voice got swallowed up as I
leapt off the bed and slammed a fist into his face, knocking him to
the floor. I dropped onto him and grabbed his head, snapping his
neck like Sasha had taught me, something I wished I could’ve done
to Alberto—if he wasn’t a massive brute who could crush
me.
    Rita let out a gasp. “You didn’t have to
do that!”
    I looked up at her. “He
was the man who killed Julie.”
    “Who’s Julie?”
    “ One of
Mario’s slaves. He deserved to die for that alone.” I pushed up to
my feet. “Though, I will tell them you killed him.” I nodded behind
her. “Unless of course they have cameras in here, then I will take
the punishment.”
    “ You don’t
have to if you c ome with me.”
    “ D on’t waste your breath; you only have minutes, so get out
of here.”
    She hesitated for a second,
then ran for the door, disappearing through it. She let out a
startled yell, making me follow her out. Matteo was standing a few
feet away from her, looking amused, then his gaze shot to me, the
smile instantly morphing into anger. He indicated with his gun.
“Get your asses back in there.”
    Rita held her hands up and walked
backwards into the room with me.
    “Stand by the window,”
Matteo said to Rita, his eyes flicking to the dead
guard.
    She headed for it, while I went
to follow.
    He pointed the gun at me. “Not you,
Jagger, you’re going to kneel in front of me.”
    I shook my head, knowing
what he wanted. “You’re not my master.”
    “ Do as you’re
told or I’ll shoot you.”
    I clenched my hands, and
dropped down front of him. Before my knees barely touched the
floor, Matteo struck the side of my temple with his gun, knocking
me down. Pain burst through my head. Rita yelled out, followed by
Matteo yelling at her to back off. He grabbed my hair and yanked me
up, the pain making it hard to focus.
    “ Look at
me, ”
he spat.
    I opened my eyes and looked up
at him, his perfect face not so perfect any more, his anger warping
it.
    He sneered at me. “I can make
Alberto not want you anymore.”
    “I hope