Wolk
The howny wabbit
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OOC: Open for one female to play Joseph's daughter. I probably don't need to specifically say this will have some BDSM elements in it. 
IC:
"Well, well, well, Joseph." Mario, the smaller of three suited and shaded men, said. Though he stood well over six feet, Mario's two 'soldiers' were by far bigger and hunkier.
"You ain't got my money. Again." He rubbed his nose. "This was your last chance, you fuckhead, and you blew it. Let me introduce you to my associates. This is Jerry "the Butcher" and this is Mark. I bet you've been wondering what Mark brought that chainsaw here for, en? You'll see, don't worry. Meanwhile, I'm gonna go outside have a smoke. Whatever they do to you, I have no part in it."
"Dad, I'm home. Do we have people over?"
Mario nearly bumped into the beautiful eighteen year old girl, who just entered the house. Swiftly, he yanked her in completely, closed the door with his foot and pressed her against the wall, a gun to her neck. Having established she is alone and scared witless, Mario pushed her into the room where Joseph sat tied to a chair.
She was one unbelievably hot thing, Mario noted. The scent of her perfume that he inhaled while pressing her against the wall, the feel of her nice big breasts against his chest, all contributed to saving Joseph's life.
"Well, look who showed up to save your sorry ass. How does an ugly sonovabitch like you have a daughter this beautiful, anyway? You're a skinny short little maggot, and she's a fucking model. Just look at these tits." Mario reached around the girl and groped her chest. "No matter. I'm gonna give you one more chance, Joseph. Don't screw it up! Come up with what you owe me in three months, or you will be sorry. For the delay, I'm gonna take her," he pointed at the beautiful girl, "as interest.
"If you fuck up, she's gonna get hurt; if she fucks up and doesn't behave like a good fucking slave should, you're gonna get hurt. Got it? Good."
"Let's go guys, put the cunt in the back seat with me."
A minute later the black BMW with tainted windows sped away. On the back seat, sandwitched between one of the 'soldiers' to the left and Mario to her right was the scared girl whose life just flipped completely upside down.
"Whatcha name, anyway?" Mario tossed her casually.
IC:
"Well, well, well, Joseph." Mario, the smaller of three suited and shaded men, said. Though he stood well over six feet, Mario's two 'soldiers' were by far bigger and hunkier.
"You ain't got my money. Again." He rubbed his nose. "This was your last chance, you fuckhead, and you blew it. Let me introduce you to my associates. This is Jerry "the Butcher" and this is Mark. I bet you've been wondering what Mark brought that chainsaw here for, en? You'll see, don't worry. Meanwhile, I'm gonna go outside have a smoke. Whatever they do to you, I have no part in it."
"Dad, I'm home. Do we have people over?"
Mario nearly bumped into the beautiful eighteen year old girl, who just entered the house. Swiftly, he yanked her in completely, closed the door with his foot and pressed her against the wall, a gun to her neck. Having established she is alone and scared witless, Mario pushed her into the room where Joseph sat tied to a chair.
She was one unbelievably hot thing, Mario noted. The scent of her perfume that he inhaled while pressing her against the wall, the feel of her nice big breasts against his chest, all contributed to saving Joseph's life.
"Well, look who showed up to save your sorry ass. How does an ugly sonovabitch like you have a daughter this beautiful, anyway? You're a skinny short little maggot, and she's a fucking model. Just look at these tits." Mario reached around the girl and groped her chest. "No matter. I'm gonna give you one more chance, Joseph. Don't screw it up! Come up with what you owe me in three months, or you will be sorry. For the delay, I'm gonna take her," he pointed at the beautiful girl, "as interest.
"If you fuck up, she's gonna get hurt; if she fucks up and doesn't behave like a good fucking slave should, you're gonna get hurt. Got it? Good."
"Let's go guys, put the cunt in the back seat with me."
A minute later the black BMW with tainted windows sped away. On the back seat, sandwitched between one of the 'soldiers' to the left and Mario to her right was the scared girl whose life just flipped completely upside down.
"Whatcha name, anyway?" Mario tossed her casually.
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