Chapter 4

Camila shook her face away. Boss turn to leave. His goons followed too. When the door shut close, Maria and Anna rushed to their plates savaging the content in it. Camila could clearly see that the men was horrible enough to let the girls starve just so they could prove who own their lives now. They dig in with their fingers.

Camila only stared down at her food in disgust kicking it to the wall. But the girls didn't pay attention to her, they kept eating until their plates were empty. They were surprise to see Camila food spilled all over the wall.

Camila hardly can tell how long time had gone. Judging by her aggressive stomach, she could tell its already past mid day. Even the loud music she had been hearing had subsided. Seems like Boss only runs his business late at night. She drift to slumber with her churning stomach thinking of her promise to mother, thinking of Dante.

Whip!

Something thick lashed on Camila right foot. She jolt awake feeling the stinging pain of the belt. She quickly recognize the same man who had woken her with a bucket of water. Worse Camila could see his pants were already aside with only his manhood in sight. The girls bury their heads on the wall. They were shivering in fear.

"Here, here wide one. Just a little head up and we will pretend I request for it."

Since guarding the door, there hasn't been a moment he stopped thinking of Camila soft curves. Its tortured him he wouldn't be the first to have a taste. So in the middle of the night while everyone is still busy and distracted, the pervert worked his plan. He was glad Camila was still asleep while he sneaked in. He order the girls to moved else be whip by the buckle of his belt.

His cock jerked thinking of Camila swallowing him whole. His erection fought with pain to be tamed. He groaned, loomed closer with his belt at one hand and the other ready to hold her incase she comes pouncing on him. Camila wanted to get away from him but her body was too weak to do so. Even the music at the background was too loud for anyone to even hear her scream for help. She sat still, not terrified. He brought his erect cock inches closer to Camila lips.

"Come on wide one take me in. Try anything stupid then you will wish you were dead."

Camile shot him a fierce glare before turning her face over. For once he felt dead inside. His cock was denied that wet hole, that swoop swallowing. Holding her jawline, he made her face his cock. This time making it come in contact with Camila lips. He groaned silently.

"Open!" he ordered. "Open, all you get this from me." He stretch his belt for Camila to see. The tail of the belt wrapped around his palm with the buckle falling loose in the air. Then he wonders whether Camila knows nothing of what "giving a head" is. He tries to elucidate by opening his mouth wide while he dive his tongue in and out. That way Camila will know what she has to do.

"You know, like an ice cream on a corn." He bit his lower lips in annoyance.

Camila didn't open her mouth. As a matter of fact he look quite stupid describing what she has to do. If he force himself on her, it wouldn't escape boss notice.

"If you do this, I will let you go. I swear on my life." Camile looked up then down at his budging cock. She gave it a sniff bargaining her pointed noise on his shaft. '𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒚' The restless goon could hear his erection begging to be taken, quickly, the torture was too much. He was running out of patience.

Camila slowly opens her lip,

'𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝒚𝒆𝒔......' His mind screamed out. His cock slide in while Camila open her mouth. He embrace the intense pleasure with a groan waiting for her to dip her mouth to the root back to the tip. She did.

'𝑴𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒈𝒐𝒅' His mind sprout out. But what followed was a scream and half a cock on the ground. The goon jerk back with his arms wrapped around the remaining half still left on his body. Blood gush out uncontrollably.

"What have you done. what the FUCK, AHhhhhh" Camila only laugh, the blood from his manhood still all over her lips. She spat out the remnant in her mouth.

He fell down on his arse to grab his pants so he could tie half his cock that is still left in his private area. He may loose allot of blood if he doesn't act fast. Beads of sweat cascade from his forehead down his face. He sobs in pain that comes with attending to his stupidity.

Boss came in to see the goon still struggling with pain. Two of his goons looked over his shoulder to observe the whole situation. They were shocked beyond words at the scenario. Half of his cock was on the ground, they were even more awed to see Camila laughing.

Boss wasn't moved. He expressed no feeling.

"Boss, look what she has done to me." The goon cried out. What boss did next only ended his misery. He shot the goon on the forehead. The shot shook everyone present. Camila smiled. '𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.'

"Clean this up." Boss ordered. The goons quickly did as they were bid to.