Chapter 8

She peak down at his bulging underwear. His cock making its landmark in his pants. Now that's the sign she had been looking for. He looked down too seeing how much his cock tries to wage a war in his pants. It needed her mouth in his cock. Without thinking, he undid the robes.

She strengthen her sore wrists by twirling them around at the joints.

"While don't we start over there." Camila point towards the sofa. The old man grin stupidly while Camila lead the way. Her ass cheeks waggled, he thought of how much he wanted to squeeze then while he takes her from behind. But Boss should have warned him about the last dickless fool who had been unfortunate before.

She pushed him toward the sofa. He plops down, steadied himself to remove the last clothing on him. Camila squat down to her knees. The man spare her the trouble of spreading is legs aside. His greasy cock came into sight. She took him in without wasting time. She was so good, just too good while she she took him in like popsicles. He was sure he will explode from the pleasure or pressure of her heat. He succumbs on the head of the sofa, slung both of his arms atop too. He hadn't felt this good for a long time.

Unknown to him, Camila had other plans, escape and save the girls. While she suck down, she reached for the legs of the table. She was careful not make or give the slightest hint of sound

"Oh darling." He purred and groan through his throat.

She quickly straddle him making the junction of her thighs rub his shaft. He growled. But what happened next made his eyes bugle out of sockets. Camila shoved the neck of the wine bottle deep into his mouth hole breaking it into his throat. The big remnant she took out, she foward it towards his throat, slitting it open. He bleed profusely until he died.

Blood stained her face, breast, arms and laps. Infact blood spill everywhere, soaking the sofa while some snared the carpet. She quickly went to wash up, flipping on the shower. She scrubbed all the stains from her hair to toe, every now and then she flinch thinking Boss or any of his goon might have sensed a murdered client.

Her curl hair was damp now, so she tied it into a quick bun with some strands of her hair. She shrugged herself into the dead man clothes that was still lying on the floor starting. Well just his coat. She quickly button up. The remnant of the broken wine bottle, she grab for it by the side of the wide awake dead man, spat on him before heading for the door.

Thank her stars the loud music from the bar managed to drown down the creaks the door made while Camila open. She sneak a peek at the hallway from the slightly open door, the coast is clear, no sign of Boss or his men. Same as the room she came out from, every adjourning room doors was numbered. Hers was room 4. Too rooms away was room 7. She trotted imagining the worse. She listened close while she eavesdrop on the bare door of room 7. She could hear silent sopping but whose. Only one way to find out, being a slut. So she walked herself in. Who are you?" Was the deafing question that followed. A middle age man blared over his shoulder blared over his shoulders at the intruder

"Boss sent me to entertain you" Camila came to the man viewing. She undone the coat just to tempt him exposing her sexy curves, though the sleeve of the coat still hanged loosely at her wrist hiding the bottle.

When she came in she was shocked to see Anna hands tied up to a poll completely naked. Her palm not properly bandage had blood stain on it. Her mouth was tape up. But what awe her was lifeless Maria under this idiot. He had been riding her pale immobile body. Beads of sweats snared all over, from his bald head to his sagging chest and bulging stomach, down to his hairy legs leaving wet patch of sweat on the bed covers.

He licked his lower lips discreetly while he eye savoured her breasts, down to her curves. He rolled out of Maria body to the much preferred candy. But damn it all, one look at Anna still petrified, Camila waved the sharp teeth of the bottle against the fools neck. He had not seen that coming. With a loud tug to the floor, his blood spilled everywhere.

Camila quickly rush to untie Anna. She remove the tape from her mouth. Both girls rush to Maria side. But it was too late. Camila felt her pulse, but she is long gone. There's nothing they can do but leave her behind. Anna wasn't willing to leave her sister, crying and begging Camila in bringing her with them. Camila refuse to listen, they need to get out of here fast before Boss or any of his men find them. So Camila help Anna into a white button t-shirt which covered her bare body to her lower hip.

The door open unexpectedly halting with ice cold fears on their faces. Anna knew they were goners while she cling closer to Camila. But it was Tessa carrying a tray of drink for the clients who now appears to be dead. She had come for the girls, Maria and Anna. So she put in some sleeping tablets to drug the man to sleep.

She slowly placed the tray on the floor. Staring at the horrid event before her. Two lifeless bodies. The client and most painfully, Maria.

"Oh little one." Tessa went to embrace Anna.