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He said goodbye to his team as always, asking them to be well prepared for tomorrow. He smiled under the shadow of his hat, leaving the barracks and arriving at his car. As soon as he got in, he took off his hat and suit, leaving only a tight black bodysuit, letting his wings and tail breathe at once. He sighed, throwing his clothes in the backseat and starting to drive. He was tired, but he couldn't show it in front of his subordinates. What would they say about him? People already judge him by his short height and weight; he was practically a stick, but he had skills that none of his team could compare. "C'mon c'mon cause I like what I like..." He sang "Bathroom Bitch," the song that was currently playing on his radio. These songs were catchy. Although he had a lot of money thanks to his loans and a "little" money laundering, he lived in a house that was somewhat small for someone like him. Only Chance knew the location of his house. He turned off the speaker, got out of the car on his way home, opened the door and quickly entered, closing it behind him, closed the curtains and turned on the light.
Bags of counterfeit bills were strewn all over his house, old guns, knives, and daggers (and a couple of beer bottles too) were scattered on the floor, it looked like a tornado had hit. Twotime sighed, ignoring the mess and running over to his bed. On his nightstand, he left the old dagger that was already starting to rust a little. He still remembered his first kill, right there he discovered his love for this part of society. Sometimes, he heard small screams of voices from those he had killed, he was used to ignoring them but one in particular haunted him. He simply lay down in his bed closing his eyes, he wasn't even going to have dinner today. He was so exhausted, he had been running like an idiot all day after a debtor (who of course, didn't pay) how could those idiots run so fast? It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, curling up into a ball. Twotime usually slept alert, but something that night made him feel dizzy, which made him fall into a deep sleep. For his part, Mafioso waited outside the house in a black car with matching windows, smiling grimly as he looked at him through the window. An infiltrator in the enemy base... My God, how clever he was! That idiot, of course, took a while to tell him, but he finally opened his mouth. An old debtor was inside his base right now, Itrapped. It didn't take long for him to gain the team's trust, and of course, this god of lies, he had slipped some sleeping pills into one of his beers.
"You don't owe me anything anymore, Itrapped, I assure you," he mentioned through the second-hand phone, through which he spoke with the blond "I hope so." The other just hung up with an arrogant voice. Mafioso chuckled before entering the house, he forced the lock of the house quite easily. Seeing the bags on the floor he knew he was in the right place. He went up the stairs humming, finally he would not have to deal with that damn rat anymore. He carefully opened the door to Two time's room, seeing Two time's thin and small figure "Is this damn rat really the cause of my problems? I thought at least he would be a little taller .." He mentioned somewhat disappointed, taking a pair of handcuffs out of his shirt, carefully moved his arms behind his back, tying these 2 he kept humming while doing this. He caressed one of his sore thighs out of curiosity, blushing a little at the softness of them. "Interesting.." He left the house with Two Time on his shoulder, still deeply asleep. Mafioso didn't even bother to close the door, he didn't care whether he left evidence or not. The next morning, everyone gathered at the agreed meeting point.. except Two Time, this was weird. Two Time was always the first to arrive and the last to leave. "Has he fallen asleep?" Builderman said, somewhat confused, trying not to cause any unrest in the situation. "Let's wait a little longer, then I'll go see if he's okay at home." Chance mentioned, worried.
When something happened to the boss, he would at least call to let them know. Something strange was going on. Two time woke up hours later tied to a cement pillar, his legs tightly bound with a wire that cut his skin. He was confused, disoriented, and worried. Was he dreaming? "Chance? Seven? Guys?" He mentioned, thinking it was a joke or something. The dark room lit up out of nowhere, making Two time's eyes close, rejecting the light. "Oh, but how adorable you look defenseless like this," Mafioso mentioned, approaching in small steps. Two time's skin prickled, that damned and sexy voice. He tried to move his hands to hit him, but it was practically impossible... his now lowered tail was hiding under his legs. "Attacking me while I'm sleeping? I never thought you'd sink so low, idiot." Two time mentioned with sarcasm in his voice, being silenced by a punch to the face, which made his nose bleed. "If I were you, I'd behave, idiot." Two time gulped before taking a breath through his mouth, the blood in his nose making it difficult for him to breathe. "Listen to me carefully, you're going to give me all your damn plans, the data of your employees and everything you know... you are the leader after all, right? Or am I wrong? With that stick body, I wouldn't make you my leader..." Mafioso mentioned, caressing the upper part of his thigh, Two time's skin prickled, letting out a small sigh, "come closer." Mafioso took a step closer, Two time spit on his suit. "I-I won't give you shit." Mafioso clenched his fists, kicking Two time's stomach several times. Until he noticed that he was already struggling to breathe, even if he wanted to, he couldn't kill him yet. "I'm going to denigrate you, I'm going to do things to you that you can't even imagine, bitch... I'm going to show everything to that damn team of yours, I know where your damn base is." Mafioso mentioned, pointing to multiple cameras around them, taking pictures every 5 minutes. Two time tried to catch his breath but only coughs came out of his mouth. "We should take advantage of that nice body of yours, right?" He mentioned with a flirtatious smile, roughly grabbing Two time's chin. One of his subordinates came in, leaving on the floor some scissors, Two time's same old dagger and a couple of other things that we would see _ later "oww, and this little thing? What memories" Mafioso mentioned, caressing Two time's dagger, then making a small cut on one of his arms, Two time let out a small moan of pain. This gave Mafioso an idea. Without any care, he moved to Two time's other arm, with the sharp point he began to cut his skin, starting to write his own name "MAFIOSO" and a bunny on the side "his personal touch" the image of his name bleeding on the arm of the man who had bothered him for years made him hot. "Now, even if you manage to escape from here, I will be eternally marked on your skin.." Mafioso mentioned, stroking the swollen skin around the cut with a finger. Two time's eyes shed a couple of tears, he was used to the pain but.. having Mafioso's name on his arm? Even the scar was going to contain his name, he felt humiliated. With incredible calm, Mafioso removed the wire from Two time's legs, he took advantage of the moment to try to hit him, he succeeded, kicking his nose Mafioso fell backwards cursing under his breath, he brought his finger closer and pressed it against Two time's eye, making him cry blood, the black-haired man only let out a scream before curling up into a ball himself "I was thinking of being a little nicer but it seems you like it hard bitch." Mafioso mentioned growling, squeezing his legs under his weight. He took the scissors and began to cut Two time's bodysuit as carefully as possible, scraping the black-haired man's skin. Seeing his torso full of scars he didn't pay attention, when he got to his lower part he smiled flirtatiously, not seeing a bulge in his boxers. "Oh, were you a woman pretending all this time?" Mafioso didn't mind transsexuals but he found it funny to treat him like that. He lowered her boxers carelessly, seeing her pussy dripping a little "Oh! But you're such a hot girl... were you waiting for this?" Mafioso mentioned without taking his eyes off her pussy. Two time felt small, he just kept silent at her comments and his vision was starting to get a little blurry... his back arched as he felt Mafioso's thumb pressing against her clit, he let out a moan that he stifled by biting his lip. "Oh god! You're such a cute girl..." now Two time was sure she did it on purpose... somehow these comments turned him on... he had never been praised like this, much less with such a sexy voice in front of him.
"What's wrong? Are you horny, bitch?" Mafioso mentioned, shoving 3 of his fingers into her pussy at once. Two time moaned, closing her trembling legs. His own tail began to give him away, moving restlessly from side to side. "Oww, are you excited? How cute.." He began to thrust with his fingers, his nails scraping her skin. Two time threw her head back to avoid looking at his face. Mafioso roughly grabbed her chin again, forcing them to look into her eyes. A couple of seconds later their lips crashed. A long, rough kiss without any care from Mafioso who continued pressing his fingers against Two time's pussy. They broke away from the kiss panting "tell me you love it, tell me you love being a slut Two time" Two time fell silent closing his eyes. Mafioso pulled his fingers out of Two time's already self-lubricated pussy, moving closer to rub his erection against it. "Say it or I'll leave you dripping here" Mafioso threatened, squeezing Two time's jaw and starting to unbuckle his belt. Two time whispered "I like it.." "what? I can't hear you~" Mafioso mentioned flirtatiously, pulling down his pants along with his boxers at once, his cock bouncing against Two time's pussy making him moan. "FUCK I LIKE IT!" He mentioned blushing, already consumed by the lust of the moment, it was so much that his eye no longer hurt .. Mafioso smiled proudly, Two time's legs tangled around his hips .. without warning he suddenly entered Two time, causing the other to arch his back and let out a rather loud moan. He didn't wait, he just began to thrust quite hard, making Two time's entire body bounce. He stopped for a moment to remove the handcuffs from his hands, lifting him off the floor, letting him lean against the cement pillar, Mafioso began to thrust once more, spanking Two time's ass hard every time he could. He was already so wrapped up in the lust of the moment that he hadn't even noticed his arms and legs were free "Oh god, you're a total slut .." He mentioned, between moans, stopping abruptly out of nowhere. Two time was already close to cumming, this bothered him a little. Mafioso brought his hand to Two time's hair, roughly throwing his body to the floor, putting him in doggy style. "Beg me to keep going," Mafioso mentioned between gasps, stroking Two time's already red tail and ass. He felt Two time's walls pressing against him. "Mafioso... please~" who would have thought that the boss of a mafia would be begging for cock. Mafioso moved again after this, thrusting even harder. "Oh my god bitch, I'm going to get you pregnant!" Two time felt on cloud nine, cumming all over Mafioso's cock. He gave a few more thrusts before cumming deep inside her womb. Two time's legs shook like noodles, falling to the floor like a bag of sand. Mafioso pulled out of him, throwing the last of his cum on his face.
He watched the panting Two Time as he put his pants back on and fastened his belt. "Now I think killing you would be a waste, dear," he said, retying his hands to the cement pillar. Mafioso left the room, leaving poor Two-Time alone. He had some pictures to send.