Chapter 84 #2
Niccolo did a double-take as he looked at Mei-ling in shock.
She finally broke eye contact with the thug and gave Niccolo a steely look. I told you that you have ONE job. DO IT.
Niccolo cleared his throat, looked back at the thug, and said, “Ti scoperà nel culo.”
The Camorra thug looked at Niccolo in surprise – then glanced over at Mei-ling –
And then burst out laughing. “Yeah, RIGHT, bitch!”
Mei-ling took something out of the bag and put it on the table so the thug could see:
A plastic tube of lube.
“I’m going to fuck you in the ass,” she repeated.
As she continued to speak, Niccolo translated everything she said into Italian.
“What’s more, I’m going to film it.”
When the thug heard that in Italian, he looked around at the camera tripods in alarm.
Mei-ling took out a dildo from the bag and set it down. It was maybe six inches long.
“And I’m going to make you like it.”
She pulled another dildo out.
This one was eight inches long and thicker.
When she set it on the table, it wobbled back and forth slightly.
The Camorra thug’s eyes widened.
“In fact, I’m going to make you come from it. We’re going have a video of you busting a nut while you’re being fucked in the ass.”
She pulled out one more dildo –
A 12-inch monster, thick around as my forearm.
The Camorra thug’s eyes bugged out.
He wasn’t saying shit now.
Finally, Mei-ling pulled a bundle of straps and leather bands out of the bag. As she continued to talk, she stepped into it – and it became clear exactly what it was:
A strap-on harness.
“Once we find out who you are from the police, we’ll know who your family members are. Once we know that, we’re going to send the video to your father… and your mother… and your brothers… and your sisters.”
“FUCK YOU!” the gorilla yelled as Niccolo was halfway through his translation.
Mei-ling finally looked away from the thug and began touching the dildoes lovingly, as though inspecting which one she wanted to use.
“In fact, I think we’ll put it on the internet – on every gay porn site in the world.”
“FUCK YOU!” the thug screamed.
Mei-ling picked up the smallest dildo.
“But more than that, we’re going to send it to every person in the Camorra, whether they know you or not, so that every boss and foot soldier in Naples can watch you getting fucked in the ass – ”
“FUCK YOU!”
“ – and watch you come – ”
“FUCK YOU!!!”
“ – so they’ll know that you like it,” she said as she slid the dildo into place.
Click.
In the office, Massimo had his hand over his mouth like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
Adriano’s hands were gripping his hair like he was going to tear it out. He looked over at Roberto. “…uh…?”
“We don’t do this sort of thing,” Roberto said in a deadly serious voice.
Adriano stared at him like he didn’t quite believe him.
“WE DON’T,” Roberto growled like he was threatening to shoot Adriano if he said anything else.
Out in front of the cameras, Mei-ling picked up the bottle of lube and squeezed out a dollop on the head of the dildo attached to her hips.
“If you’re wondering why I picked the smallest one,” she said, staring at the Camorra thug, “it’s because I’m going to break you in first. Once I’ve done that – ”
“FUCK YOU!!!”
“ – I’m going to move up in size. I think I’ll make you come when I’m fucking you with the biggest one.”
The gorilla was nearly in hysterics now. He was trying to rip the handcuffs out of the rings in the base of the pommel horse, to no avail. He was cutting his forearms, he was pulling so hard.
“FUCK YOU!!!”
Mei-ling stared him in the eyes as she lovingly rubbed the lube all over the head of the plastic cock. “There’s another option, of course.”
The thug stopped shouting and watched her like a baby mouse eyeing a hawk.
“The other option is that you answer this man’s questions… every single one of them… truthfully and honestly… and we won’t make the video. I won’t touch you. Nothing will happen to you. But if you don’t…”
She ran one finger sensually over the plastic shaft as she stared him in the eyes.
The message was clear.
The thug was trembling now –
But when Niccolo finished translating, the man snarled, “Non sono un topo.”
For the first time, Mei-ling looked over at Niccolo.
“‘I’m not a rat,’” he translated.
Mei-ling looked back at the thug…
And gave him a chilling smile.
“Then you’ll be my bitch.”
As Niccolo translated, she started walking around behind him.
Click.
Click.
Click.
“NO! FUCK YOU – NOOOO!” the thug screamed.
“Oh shit,” Massimo muttered.
“Oh, fuck, man,” Adriano whispered. “I don’t know if I can watch this.”
Mei-ling walked around behind the Camorra thug…
And positioned the tip of the dildo right between the guy’s ass cheeks.
“Last chance.”
“Ultima spiaggia,” Niccolo said, cringing as he said it.
“FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING – ”
Mei-ling leaned forward the slightest bit.
The tip of the dildo touched gently between the guy’s ass cheeks –
“ALRIGHT, STOP!” the thug screamed in panic. “STOP, STOP, STOP!”
Niccolo held up a hand to Mei-ling, and she paused.
The thug broke down. Tears began rolling down his cheeks.
“Just… turn off the cameras… turn them off, and I’ll tell you everything,” he whispered. “Just… don’t do it… please…”
“Holy fucking shit,” Adriano whispered in awe.
Niccolo translated what the thug had said.
Mei-ling walked around slowly…
Click…
Click…
Click.
She stood in front of the thug, the lubed-up dildo right in his face…
And then she leaned over so she was just inches away from him.
“Good,” she said soothingly. “But know this: if you lie… or if you jerk me around…”
Niccolo translated.
“I’m going to start with the biggest dildo first,” she growled. “Understood?”
The thug looked up at Niccolo as he translated.
Then he looked back at Mei-ling and nodded as fast as he could. “Sì – sì – ho capito.”
Yes – yes – I understand.
Adriano looked over at Roberto and said very seriously, “Remind me to never cross your wife.”