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Enslaved By The Mafians CHAPTER TEN
A box of cereal. And another one. And, oh yes, yet another box of cereal. The cart was slowly getting filled with one brand of needless junk after another.Shopping was one of the avenues through which Mercedes spent all the money she got from Tequila which she didn't know what to do with, released pent up stress, and most importantly, allowed herself room to breathe and think.Yes, she was definitely being followed, but today, she really didn't care, not wanting to add to her already overflowing list of anxieties.It had been a busy week, with her top-tier performance at the Pay Per View event, to Daniella's birthday, hushed as it was, and it still promised to be even busier, with another Pay Per View coming up in two days, which was supposed to be her second scheduled performance of the week, when she would once again be expected and aiming to captivate and intrigue grown men, who would be willing to spend their entire month's pay to see her shake her butt and touch herself. A pity,
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Unable to run quicker than a well built man in his early thirties who still went jogging every morning and who had chased criminals down dark, narrow alleys more times than he could count, Mercedes had been easily caught up with by FBI Agent Snyder, who had been stalking her for a while, in the name of investigative duties.At this time, she had been left with no other choice than getting into his car and agreeing to a questioning, after he had flashed his badge and threatened to arrest her.Presently, he had locked all the doors and gotten his tape recorder out, placing it on the dashboard."Name, please.." He said.Rolling her tongue around inside her mouth, feeling her teeth and coming to the annoying realization that she would have to answer whatever questions this federal agent had to throw at her, Mercedes took a deep breath before saying, "Mercedes Gomez."Agent Snyder smiled slyly before adding, "Not Coochie, no?""'Coochie' is not my name, young man. I've told you my name, so
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It was yet another night of work for Mercedes, or, as she was known and called in this life of hers, Coochie. There was another Pay Per View event at Tequila and she, as expected, was supposed to be the center of attraction, and the main event. And so, she had left her two bedroom apartment early, in a bid to get to the club on time and then have enough prep time backstage as she could get before the show would begin in earnest.However, from the moment she'd walked into the building that cool evening in her winter coat, leather pants and boots, she could feel that something, somewhere wasn't right. From the fact that she'd been asked to go in through the back door, to the way the bouncer at the aforementioned back door sharply turned away when he spotted her, and then, crowning it all was the way Andrej had waved almost eerily while smiling weirdly at her from his office's balcony which overlooked the entrance to the strippers' backstage area. He'd never waved at her before then. Wha
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Fluffy pillows, clean smelling sheets, a spacious bed that was definitely king sized, the feel of a thick, comfy blanket, and then, the slow regaining of full consciousness and memory… Where was she?Mercedes woke with a start, her eyes popping open sharply and her mind quickly recalling that she wasn't supposed to be here, that this bedroom she was in, nice, sizeable and beautiful as it was, wasn't hers, that she had last been in the changing rooms of Tequila, that she had been accosted by some men and that after seeing these men, she had blacked out.. All these things she remembered immediately caused her heart to begin racing, instilled fear in her and moved her to begin visibly shaking. She looked around and was stunned to see that there had been two men who'd been standing and watching her silently all along. They wore brown coats, with brown flat caps on their heads and gloves for the cold. They looked stoicly at her in a way that made her shudder even more than she already wa
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There was no small amount of drama at Tequila from that night until the following morning after Mercedes had officially been declared missing. It was Mindi who'd discovered this, coming back to the changing rooms after her own performance to see Mercedes's phone on the floor, face down, with her bag and locker ajar. She'd not taken it seriously until she saw the open second door in the room which led through the back door and out into the yard behind the club. Making a few inquiries and finding that no one had seen Mercedes, she'd then raised an alarm, and just like that, from that moment up until 9:44 am the following morning, she hadn't been found.Mindi was sitting in the changing room, in the exact same spot that Mercedes had been sitting the previous night, terribly shaken and reminiscing so much that although she had FBI Agent Ruby standing before her, shooting questions at her, she couldn't hear a thing."Miss Mindi!! Are you okay?" Ruby's impatience had run out and she was now
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All her life, via documentaries and word of mouth, Mercedes had heard of the countless unpleasant things which people who'd been kidnapped had to go through; beating, binding and restriction, rape, pressure for ransom and poor holding facilities, etc. And while she had never hoped or even slightly wished to be kidnapped, she had been surprised at how much of an exception had been made in her case.First of all, she had been kept in a nice bedroom on a king sized bed with clean sheets, allowed to use all the clothes in the wardrobe, which contained clean underwear and top quality outer wears - which made her feel that her kidnapping had been long premeditated - she was not asked for ransom or even spoken to, she wasn't chained or bound in any way, no one attempted to hit or sleep with her, she was served meals thrice a day by maids, and not refugee food either, but instead, good food, like the rich, trayful chicken sandwiches she was currently munching down on, which she had been serve
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"I'm telling you, Ruby.. Those fuckers over at Tequila know something.. Especially the manager, that pale, shaky Serbian fuck, Andrej.. And his bouncer, Randy.. I'm convinced that they know more about what happened to Mercedes than they told us."Agent Snyder was in his kitchen, standing before his coffee maker with his phone in one hand through which he was talking to Ruby, his partner, and banging the equipment before him to show his conviction and strong belief in every single syllable that made up the words he was saying."Well, how are you so sure? I mean, I talked to Mindi, the last person to have spoken to Mercedes, or Coochie… whatever, before she disappeared, and she seemed pretty sincere. What's giving you this confidence, Snyder?" Ruby, as expected, was very skeptical and critical, wanting concrete evidence before believing or going along with anything, because she knew full well that Snyder was undoubtedly a smart agent, but more often than not, he could be full of bullsh
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For the first time in nearly a week since he was attacked and stabbed, Gio was fully conscious and stable.He opened his eyes in his bedroom which now littered with Medicare products and subsequently caused a sharp, sickening smell to fill the room.It was morning now, and he was alone. For the past few days, he'd had nurses attending to him, cleaning his wounds and changing his bandages, with Sensi, his father and others in the Uomini Marrone coming over to see and check on him. He'd heard chatter about how the stripper from Tequila that his father had been eyeing had finally been brought to the house, and Gio was determined to meet this woman for whom he'd been stabbed and almost killed.Sitting up on the bed slowly, he could feel a stabbing pain in his rib area, the same area in which he'd been stabbed; then, standing to his feet as carefully as possible, he began to walk towards the door. He was wearing only a pair of shorts and nothing above, but he didn't mind. He wasn't looking
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“Gabi, can you stop acting like a girl and be a man, for God's sake?”“Hey, I'm doing this for you, quit acting like you won't wince if I went any harder,” came the response.Ruby was sitting before Gabi as he tried to clean up her face which had been messed up by her fight with Les Latinas De La Muerte at the hospital, and her face was so fucked up that it scared Gabi to Ben touch it, even with the tissue, for fear that he would hurt her or further damage her. This fear had made him keep dabbing softly and inefficiently at her face instead of wiping the blood away, and Ruby had tolerated him enough.Mercedes, sitting in the same room as them, breastfeeding Junior, looked on and smiled at them, shaking her head.She'd gotten her joy back due to two major things; one, the birth of Junior, her long-awaited bundle of joy, and two, the promise her aunt, Aylla Pedro, had made to her when he said she would try to help Gio gain his freedom again.And so, feeling good again, she was able to c
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“Where is she, you traitorous bastard?”The stony silence from Gio further incensed Don Fabrizio and caused him to nod his head towards the man with the whip, and this enforcer duly thrashed down on Gio's back with the nail-embedded whip.“Arrghhhhhh!!!”The screams from Gio's lips filled the room as he felt his flesh being ripped into by the nails and thumbtacks that had been strategically fitted into the whip to make each stroke ten times as painful as it would have been with an ordinary whip.He was chained, his two hands high above his head, and his legs just above the ground, making it very difficult for him to breathe and increase the pain because his frame was overstretched.He had been whipped well over a hundred times, and his bloodied back was a testament to this.This torture had gone on for the past three hours, and it had continued because Gio had refused to disclose Mercedes’ location.“Why do you punish yourself so much, boy? This is a woman that means nothing to you! S
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