Falling For a Hired Killer by Angela V. Stone

Author:Angela V. Stone [Stone, Angela V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mob romance
Publisher: Speedy Publishing LLC
Published: 2015-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

SELF DISCOVERY

I hung up my own clothes in the bathroom and then proceeded to hobble down the hall to find the bedroom Trigger was in. I felt as if I would fall with every step. It was absolutely crazy.

I entered the bedroom and looked around. There really was only a large bed and an oversized chair in the room. The light was turned down low so it cast a warm glow on the almost empty room.

"Cindy, there you are. Come on in, let's get this thing started."

I had not even seen him in the room. He had been standing up in the corner. I then saw that he had already set up the video equipment. It was all set up to film whatever would take place on the bed. I took a deep breath and tried mentally prepare for whatever was to happy to me. I suddenly felt extremely shy.

"Well, I need you to just show off what you have on first."

I glared at him. I was standing there barely wearing anything while he was still fully dressed.

"I am not comfortable doing that."

"Well, we have to do that to make sure that if we use this video that it is really you in it. Of course I am getting my kicks out of ordering you about as well. I know that you are enjoying that too as you like it when someone tells you what to do. Now show off for that camera and shake those tits and that big ass of yours."

I was extremely upset with what was going on. I really had no choice and I think that was what was really getting to me. My body was moving and doing what I had been told to do but my mind was going over the sequence of events that made me end up in this position. I teased the camera and did my best as I really did not want to have to do that again.

"Come on Cindy, keep it going, smile big, dance, wiggle that ass, shake those tits."

I was so scared. I wondered how many of the men on the crime family would watch this video just for kicks. I thought about that nasty old man Fanucci who had been rubbing his dick through his pants earlier on this evening. I was strangely turned on. I got a kick thinking about him watching the video and jerking off to it. I moved my hips and gyrated for that camera. I imagined how hard he would get and was thrilled by the fact that he would not physically get to fuck me. He would have to go to his wife or one of his many mistresses. I smiled when I thought about him thinking about me while he fucked them. I am sure that would make him insane. That pleased me.

"That was very good Cindy. You are more of a spitfire than I thought. If you ha dot live in that world you would do extremely well." I could hear the change in his voice.

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