Thread: A slave of debt (Wolfman x LaBellaMia)

Miki watched the young beauty fight for her dad's life with amusement. He watched with a gloating smile as the news of Patrick Doherty's financial and sexual infidelities started to sink in with the two females. Miki couldn't say he much cared for the older woman. She scolded her husband right before he was about to die, and she did nothing to intervene on her daughter's behalf. The young woman put up a most spirited fight, even managing to slip out of Vlad's grip. Miki was impressed by her, and he couldn't help but notice her natural beauty and toned firm body. As Vlad finally got a measure of control over the little wildcat, she pleaded for her father's life. She had a gun to her head and she was still pleading for the miserable vermin of a father who had betrayed her and her mother. Please...he'll pay you back...don't hurt him, she said. She wasn't crying, but she still sounded sincere. Miki shoved Patrick roughly to the ground and pointed the gun away from him. Watching the young woman had given him a twisted idea. He wanted her. Not to rape and toss away, he wanted to break her and build her up according to his wishes. If he could train her to be as loyal to him as she was to this despicable slimy man... but it would take time, work, and subtle as well as brutal measures to truly make her his own. Miki had trained enough whores to know a little something about these matters, and he didn't want to hook her on drugs. Hence, it would be a long struggle to truly make her his. He smiled at her and approached her, even as he with a jerk of his head ordered Oleg to watch Patrick. He grabbed a chair and sat down in front of the young woman. Tell me little one, do you think your father's life is worth saving even after he, a policeman, lied and sneaked behind both your and your mother's back? If so, I have proposition for you. He turned in his chair and looked at Patrick who was back up on his knees. Listen good mister policeman. This is what happens when you cheat me as well as your family. You refuse to pay, your family pays. His wife started weeping at that, mistaking Miki's intentions. Do what you will with me, but please don't hurt Caitlin. Please! Miki stood up and went to her. You? What could we possibly do with a withered old bitter hag like you, woman? No, your daughter, she is the prize. With a sudden motion, he tore away Deborah's nightdress. I mean, look at you! Saggy tits, pasty skin. No wonder your husband seek woman elsewhere. Now look at her, he said, pointing at Caitlin. Beautiful hair, beautiful skin, a well-trained young body, firm tits... no mrs Doherty, we won't touch you. We will either kill your husband or take your daughter. He went back to Patrick and looked at him. What will it be, Patrick. We kill you, and we consider debt paid in full. Or we take and keep your daughter, and we consider debt paid in full. He pulled back the hammer of his gun and pointed the gun at Patrick's head. Patrick whispered take her... Miki leaned in and put a hand behind his ear for comic effect. What was that you said, Patrick? You have to speak up so the women of your household know what a brave provider you are. Patrick didn't say a word, he only sobbed. Miki backhanded him and yelled SPEAK UP, PATRICK! WHAT DID YOU SAY WE SHOULD DO!? Patrick broke down and cried. Take her, take my daughter. Please don't kill me! An animalistic wail of grief and anger emanated from Deborah Doherty when she realized what he'd just said. YOU TAKE THAT BACK, PATRICK DOHERTY! YOU SELFISH MISERABLE EXCUSE OF A MAN, DON'T YOU DARE SACRIFICE YOUR FLESH AND BLOOD LIKE THAT! I- Sergei, the man who was watching mrs Doherty slapped her, rendering her weeping but otherwise silent. Miki ambled over to Caitlin. Then I guess decision rests with you, Caitlin. Do you come with me as my property or do we kill your loving father?