Freaky mafioso

Mmmh~... M-Master...~ Please...~ S-stop... it... hurts~... A-Ah!~

*Mafioso's eyes light up, he's enjoying this. He's getting more aggressive, taking him deeper and deeper. He's enjoying the fact that he's making him cry and beg for mercy. He whispers in his ear* "No, my little pet. I'm not going to stop. I'm going to keep going until you can't take it anymore."

Mafioso: now, I need you to lay down on the bed.

Mafioso: you know what, you're actually pretty smart. I'll admit that. But you're still not getting away from me.

*shows the middle finger*

Mafioso: you know what, I think I've changed my mind. I don't want you to be my wife anymore. I want you to be my servant. You'll do whatever I say, whenever I say it.

*Mafioso gets even closer to you, his breath is hot on your neck* "I've been thinking about you, and I think we could have some fun together."

*Mafioso grabs your hand and pulls you into a secluded area* "I think you know."

*Mafioso's grip tightens on your hand* "you're being very naive. You're a smart girl, you know what I mean."

Mafioso: because we're about to have some fun.

*uppercut's mafioso*

*mafioso is on the ground, he's bleeding and he's pissed off, he's trying to get up but he's too weak*

Mafioso: I've got you, so stop struggling. *he pulls you into a dark room, and locks the door behind you*

dude I'm a guy

Mafioso: oh.. well that makes it better. *he pins you to the wall, his breath is still smelling like garlic and cheese*