Taken By The Mafia Lord

Mimi found herself staring out at an empty stage. How the hell did she come here and what is the name of the lord was she doing here? She wondered.

Before she could think further, a powerful spotlight that made her shade her eyes from the glare appeared and when the intensity decreased, she looked up to discover that Victor was suddenly standing there.

He struck a pose like those male strippers at a club and was bare from head to toe except for the towel hung loosely around his waist. She had a feeling what he was about to do.

Strip dance.

Slow sensual music began to play from God knows where and he began to whine his waist to the rhythm. What the fuck?

The scene was freaky in the sense that there was no one else but her in this place. There was just something forbidding about it, like that feeling you get in a horror movie.

Mimi found out this was a theater and while Victor was performing on the stage, she looked down to discover she was in the judge's seat and even had a scorecard in her grip as if she was going to rate his performance after he was done.

"Oh, God!" Mimi gasped and dropped the scorecards, startled. What the hell was going on?

She tried to stand up but she couldn't as her butt was glued to the seat. Oh no, this can't be happening.

Her attention was moved back to Victor who seemed to have reached the climax of his performance and his hands were moving down to the towel on his waist.

"Oh no," she gulped, knowing what time it was. He was going to strip!

As if he was trying to build anticipation, Victor reached slowly for the towel, teasing her when she wanted this to be over.

Then, he let the towel drop.

Mimi shut her eyes because she didn't want to see him naked. It was a  shocking sight! However, she couldn't close her eyes forever especially now the arena had gone eerily quiet.

Fine, this is it! Why should she be scared anyway? It wasn't like this was the first time she saw him naked? She even watched him have sex for christ's sake.

So Mimi bravely opened her eyes and scanned Victor who had gone creepily still. Yet her eyes couldn't help but scan down his body, since he wanted her to watch, why shouldn't she accept the invitation. Moreover, he wasn't the only man she had seen naked - she had seen everything that was to see in a man's body.

But when her eyes fell upon his biological structure, Mimi's eyes widened and a strangled scream left her mouth.

"What the hell?!" She cried out, horrified.

It was quite a terrifying scene because Victor was missing his private part as if it had been cut off since the stub he had left was bleeding. Mimi was so frightened that sweat formed on her forehead. This had to be a nightmare.

However, as if that wasn't enough, Mimi suddenly felt something slimy in her grasp and she turned around slowly with dread, only to see that Victor's missing member was pulsing in her hand.

"Oh my God!" Mimi screamed in horror, tossing away the member that fell on the floor while she stumbled away in fear. This was not happening? Mommy, she was so scared!

But she bumped into Victor that appeared out of nowhere and tears filled her eyes.

"Please let me go," She pleaded with him.

But Victor simply showed off his mischievous smile and then raised his hand for her to see that it held the pulsing member she was sure she had tossed away.

He said, "You said the next time I pulled a stunt like that, you'd crush me till there's nothing left," Victor reminded her of her promise.

"I did it once again," He hinted at the strip dancing, "But to save you the energy, I cut it off myself and now it's left for you to crush it like you said you would," Victor added with a creepy smile, "With your teeth,"

Oh God, Mimi went pale, her eyes widening to the size of the moon. This can't be happening. She tried to run, but it seemed like her feet were stuck to the ground and she couldn't make a move.

Victor's creepy laughter increased and he announced, "Say Ahh," bringing his throbbing member to her mouth that opened on its accord without her willing it.

"No, no, no!" Mimi shouted, shaking her head vigorously. She didn't want to do this. What was she? A cannibal? Of all things to eat, why his member?

And just as Victor attempted to put it into her mouth, Mimi woke up from her nightmare with a scream.

She leaned out of the bed gagging and gasping as if she could see herself swallowing that disgusting thing until she realized that everything had been a dream.

A bad dream.

"That asshole!" Mimi shouted upon realizing it had been a dream all this while. She felt cheated on as if Victor had played a prank on her in the spiritual realm.

"How dare he?!" Mimi was so filled with anger that she jumped down from the bed and pulled on her bedsheet.

She imagined the sheet as Victor and began to hit it on the bed severely, yelling, "Who do you think you are? You dare to infiltrate my dreams as well? Is this payback, huh? Let's see how you survive this then!"

Mimi continued to hit the bedsheet aka imaginary Victor on the bed and when it seemed like it wasn't enough, she dumped it on the floor and started to jump on it.

"Die! Die! Die! Die you pest! How dare you give me a nightmare?! Who do you think you are?" She kicked the sheet hard imagining that it was Victor and he was groaning in pain.

And while she was doing that, the door to her room clicked open and her mother came in.

"Mimi baby, what is wrong?" Her mother asked, having heard her voice from outside.

"It's nothing, momma," Mimi replied, standing straight and slightly out of breath, "I'm just working out, that's all,"

"Exercising?" her mother's brows were furrowed in thought, It had almost seemed like she was cursing somebody.

"If you say so then, breakfast is ready, don't keep us waiting," the woman announced.

"Sure mommy," Mimi smiled at her and as soon as the door was closed, the smile fell from her face and turned into a full scowl.

"You asshole!" She picked the bedsheet and went to her bathtub where she turned the tab and began to drown Victor - in her imagination.

Mimi needed to do this to relieve the anger, else she might kill Victor today when she sees him.

Sometimes a little madness was a decent therapy.