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Tricking to win [Me & Raz]

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Forever Unbreakable

Banned
Banished
Joined
Nov 15, 2009
Angel looked at the gang war that was breaking out, she was nervous that they wouldn't win much less she saw an old boyfriend of hers. Sighing some she knew he saw her to, but she just wondered what the hell, why did they have to meet again in this sort of situation. A gun shot rang out as her gun shot a bullet, hitting a guy in the knee, him letting out a blood curdling scream. Smirking slightly she pulled back as well as her gang pulled back with her, they had gotten the guy they wanted, a guy who had raped one of her close friends. Looking back she got a sad look in her eyes, her old boyfriend was supposed to be against her now?? This wasn't the place nor the way she wanted to meet him again, they both had grown up and they both wanted to be gang leader's or in a gang, they were now and she was not wanting to be. If he saw the tattoo on her neck, showing she was a gang member's bitch, she also having bruises on her arms and around her face.

The next night after she had shot the guy in the knee the leader's and the gang member's weren't happy about her doing that. She didn't have a good night much less any sleep, she was even more bruised up, even having some cuts marks from knives, looking at herself in the mirror she looked away and sighed some. She didn't want to be in this gang anymore but she had no choice, she didn't know who else to go to until one person popped into her mind. Growling slightly she knew she would be in deep shit and most likely get killed if they found out, but it was worth it. Getting a jacket on she went down the stairs, pushing a guy away as he tried to pull her back "Leave me the fuck alone if you know what's better for you", Her eyes were full of hate, anger and the guy backed off. She was going to find a guy that belonged to that gang, find a guy that would tell her where her old boyfriend was.

Her eyes scanned the streets as she walked down them at night, feeling a hand grab her arm she turned to slap them until she saw it was one of the gang member's from the rival gang. Her eyes went wide and she looked at him "I need to see your leader, please take me to him, or at least show me where he is." She was desperate and the guy could tell, he gave her a piece of paper with the address of a club and she nodded "Thank you, it means a lot.", the guy just nodded and pointed her in the direction. Walking as long as she did, she was tired, and she made it there by at least ten at night, looking up she sighed some "Please let him recognize me, if he doesn't I will most likely be dead." Going towards the door she saw a few gang member's who smirked as she came up not letting her in "Let me in, I need to talk to your leader, it's something he will enjoy." They growled and nodded, she went in and looked around then leaned up against a wall, she didn't want anyone to see her marks or that she belonged to a gang. Seeing a gang member go up to the balcony she whimpered, going over to the balcony steps she looked up then to the side as the member pointed to her.

Would he remember her?? Would he even recognize her with all these marks?? Would he kill her if he knew she belonged to another gang??

She would just have to wait and see, now it was just a waiting game.
 
It was that night that he started having nightmares again, the first ones in a long time. The night after the battle with their rivals. His men were all outfitted with pistols and enough clips to take out a few banks. He himself had a Spas-12. The order of retreat had been rather fast from what he saw: they had only killed two and injured 3, Anjelo getting his knee blown out. Alexander was near the front, and a shot took the head clear off one of the guys. It was then that he had seen her, the first time in a few years, Angel.

Their retreat followed closely after the rivals, and he stood in the hideout for a good bit of the night, eyes open and staring at the wall. He had almost hit her with that shotgun blast, not knowing she was there, with them. His blood boiled slightly at that idea, the fact that she was now a enemy, and that he almost killed her. His sleep wasn't well, full of nightmares of the many ways she could have died.

The next morning, knowing that she was out there and close by, he sent out a handful of men with directions in case they ran into her. He himself headed to the club, getting ready for when she would come. He knew she WOULD come, too. Cleanup was fast, the liquor was tested for any abnormalities, everything was good so far. The club opened about 7, and everything was rather a rush. He sat up in the V.I.P, looking over the balcony as he relaxed, a glass of good whiskey in his left hand, his right draped over the couch he was on. It was a few hours, but he heard somewhat of a commotion at the stairs, knowing that she was there finally. He waived his hand, gesturing for her to be escorted up to him, then sat down next to him.

"What are you doing here." He said, a half question that had no venom in it, though it could have been confused to have. "You have your own members to look to, what use do you have for another gang?"
 
He knew as well as she knew that she would go to him for help, she knew she could trust him and even if she was in a rival gang he would accept her, at least she thought. Seeing everyone in the club, most of the gang members glaring at her since she and the gang had killed some of their men, her heart raced and she wanted to say sorry, she just didn't know how. The marks on her didn't show at all since she had put some make up on, also she had on a long sleeved shirt, pants, and a jacket over the shirt. She had never liked to wear baggy clothes but she didn't want anyone to see the marks on her, a sign she was just a bitch to be used, to have their anger taken out on her. She could do nothing to stop them, if she tried it would just be worse, the night before she was scared for her life, for her old boyfriend's life.

Closing her eyes as she walked up the stairs and sat next to him she looked out onto the dance floor and sighed some, you wouldn't understand, I came to you cause I trust you, cause I know you will help, I know you will always be there for me. Her head turned back to him and she had that look in her eyes, that empty look that he could always fulfill and take away. She was lost in this world , she was scared of what might happen to her and him if anyone founds out. Looking back out onto the dance floor her hand took of her jacket "You know I hate wearing this kind of stuff, baggy clothes, gang stuff." her hand pulled up her sleeve showing bruises and knife cuts that had dry blood. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stayed looking to the side "I..What I did yesterday..they didn't like it..and I paid for it in the way...the way...the way they always put bitches in their place."

Her sleeve went back down, her eyes closed, and her body tensed "I've been treated like this for the last two years, I don't know how to get out, I don't know how to stop it, I can't do anything about it, I've tried to run away but they just find me and drag me back." Biting her lip lightly as she was afraid "I'm afraid if I do something they really don't like, they've already threatened if I make another mistake, they will kill me, that's why I came to you, I can always trust you." She looked back at him, he would see that her tears ran down her cheeks, made some of the make up run off, and a black bruise on her cheek "I don't know what to do, but I don't want to keep going through this."
 
He simply sat there, listening to her words. For a moment, they sounded hollow to him. But, he jumped slightly when she took off her jacket, thinking she was pulling out a weapon of some sort. The guys around him jumped, too, hands diving into jackets onto the handles of pistols. He knew better than to think she was drawing out a weapon, but he was overly cautious. Then he saw her roll her shirt sleeve up, and he was mortified by the wounds and bruises she had. He didn't touch, he just looked for a moment.

Her tears caught him, not because she was crying, but because he saw she was wearing enough makeup to hide a bruise on her face. His hand came up, gently framing her cheek, thumb brushing over where the bruise was. He thought for a long moment. "You want out of there, huh?" He repeated, thinking of something to help her. She might be a rival at the moment, the one that shot Anjelo, but he deserved it, he knew it.

"I'll help you." He said softly, pulling her closer to him. "I'll help you get out, and send a blow to them as well." His fingers gently went through her hair, trying to calm her down. "Tomorrow night, I want you to head out for a walk around 8, alone. We will come and... ahem... pick you up. We will send some terror down their spines, and we'll play the part of it, so they think we mean business."
 
She knew when they reached for their guns they were just being cautious, they had a reason to since she just had shot a guy the day before. Seeing the look on his face when she showed the bruises and marks on her arm she sighed some "I told you I wanted to be in a gang, but I never wanted this, I never would want to be a rival against you either." Her eyes went to the side and nodded to the gang members telling them it was alright "I'm not going to hurt you guys, It was a mistake to even try, I'm sorry." Looking back at her old boyfriend she whimpered some and winced slightly as she felt his thumb brush over her cheek "Yeah I want out, I want out badly, it costs me everyday and every ounce of my will staying there, they just beat on their girls if they are angry,annoyed,drunk, or whatever the fuck, I don't want that anymore, I could even help keep the girls under control, you know I've always had a thing with talking with them." Her eyes went down to the ground and she nuzzled into his hand "I've missed you, I never thought she would meet up in this kind of circumstance though, It would have been better if it were different."

She closed her eyes and her arms wrapped around his body as her head slide down and laid in his lap, they used to do this all the time, and she hoped he didn't have a girl. If he did she would be devastated and wouldn't be able to live through it, she would rather die then watch him everyday with a girl right by his side. Shivering some she whimpered a little as thoughts of the gang came back to her "They are going to wonder where I am, I..I..I don't know what to tell them if I go back tonight, much less if I stay the night." Her eyes opened as she looked up at him and she bit her lip "Would...Would...Would you mind if i stayed the night?? I don't know what will happen if I go back, I don't want happened last night to happen again." Her head laid back down again and she stayed close, closer then she had ever been before since she needed the comfort, and someone to be there for her. If he answered with the answer, No you can't I have a girl, she would most likely run off and cry or something, she didn't know.

Hearing what he said about them coming to pick her up at 8 she tilted her head, looking up at him "What do you mean?? We will send some terror down their spines, and we'll play the part of it, so they think we mean business?? I never heard you talk that way, much less actually caring so much." She was feeling awkward with the gang members around and she bit her lip leaning up and to his ear "I hope you don't have a girl, cause if you do, I might have to kill her to take her spot." Pulling back she smirked and looked into his eyes then kissed his cheek, down his neck, then his lips smirking slightly she pulled back "I think I better go, They will wonder where I am, and I need to tell them I was just walking, doubt they would believe it though." Getting up she got her jacket on and smiled "Thank you for helping, and I will walk at around 8, and I hope you and a few of your guys are the one's picking me up." Smiling she nodded then started to walk down the stairs, and started out towards the door.
 
The very first thing he answered was "I don't have a girl, no." He let her lay against him, fingers slowly going through her hair. "I am the head of my gang. I have to think of the best of the gang." He smiled, kissing her lightly as she stood. "I will see you tomorrow. I will be there to pick you up. But don't worry, it won't be too bad." He watched her leave before turning his head to look over the club.

The next day went slowly. 8 came around eventually, and he was parked out near a alleyway with about 5 of his men in a white van. Two were in the front, three in the back. It took a little bit, but he found her, walking alone. Quickly, him and three men jumped out, masked, and grabbed her. Her struggling was quieted by Alexander putting a cloth to her mouth, one laced with chloroform.

He carried her personally to the van, closing it behind everyone, and taking off. When she woke up, she would find herself on a stone floor, her hands tied back behind her, her legs tied together at the thighs and ankles, and blindfolded and gagged.
 
She smirked slightly as he said he didn't have a girl "Well that's good and I understand you have to think for the best of your gang." Smiling as he kissed her she nodded glad that he was going to be there to pick her up "I'm glad, I wouldn't want anyone else to try it." Her mind wandered that night, wondering just how much trouble she would be in, what all he would do to her to make the gang freak. She was up all night, and when 8 came around it was starting to make her tired, she had to fake that she didn't want it but at the same type she was thinking of seeing how the gang would react, if she didn't fake it, if she went willingly.

Feeling the cloth go around her mouth, and nose she screamed and kicked but she was quiet within seconds. Her mind wandered again, flashes of stuff as she was out, hearing slightly, ropes and chains she whimpered as she started to wake up. Trying to move her arms she whimpered, she couldn't move anything and she was in a very uncomfortable position. Alexander never told her exactly what he was going to do and the face she was bound, gagged, blindfolded made her feel a little anxious. She moved her head and yanked at the ropes wanting out since she was scared someone else had gotten her. Tears rolled down her cheeks, she wanted him to say something, to hear his voice, to make sure it was him, and not the gang about to kill her.

She was vulnerable, she had on a skirt showing some of the bruises and marks, and only a thong underneath showing that she was shaved down there. Growling as she tried to get free it was no use, the ropes where tight and there was no way out of this.
 
Everyone was getting the room ready, and he moved over to her, stroking fingers over her skin lightly. "Calm down just a little. Wait until you hear me get louder." He looked around at everyone, looking eager for action. HE scowled. "Get out of here, you guys. You're getting paid for this. I'll all you if I need something." There were grumbles, but they all left, leaving him alone with her.

He moved over to a camera, turning it on as he faced her. He made sure his voice was masked as he spoke. "We have your woman, and we know she has important information of you guys. Either you give us $100,000 every day that she is here, or every day we will torture her... starting today."

He turned the camera off, putting it down before grabbing a sybian, which had a hump-like attachment on it. He moved to her, grabbing ehr and carrying her to the machine. He undid the ties around her thighs, leaving the one at her ankles, then thinking about it, ungagged her. He kissed her lightly, letting her know it was him, before sitting her on the sybian, weighing it down slightly and putting the rope holding her thighs together under it so she couldn't get away. He picked up the camera and put it on a stand, angling at her. "Day one of torture. Enjoy it, you sick men." He said. He started the sybian off at a low power, but after 10 minutes it was at full, and he left her there. The panties would be good proof that they had her.
 
Angel whimpered and shivered as she felt his fingers over her skin, nodding at what he said she bit at the gang not knowing if he was going to hurt bad or just tease her a little bit. Hearing him yell at some of the gang guys she looked to where she heard the talking.

Hearting his voice her head swung to the side, as she heard what he said tears rolled don her cheeks, her hands started to struggle again, all just putting on an act. She knew it was him by his voice, she always remembered his voice but it still was getting her on edge, if they found out if it was just an act.

What would they do?? What would happen to her and him??

Hearing him talk about giving them that much money each day her heart pounded like crazy, if she had been kidnapped by another gang it would have been even worse. She yanked at the ropes on her wrists, and she screamed but it only came out a little whimpering muffled sound.

Hearing the click of the camera go off she shook her head and yelped as he moved her over to the machine, her reaction as she was set down was a loud gasp, her body trembled. and the fact she wasn't able to move her legs was another upset. Feeling the gag come off and his lips on hers she whimpered and wiggled really not wanting him to tape her reaction. Biting her lip as she felt it start, her fact turned red and she was holding back low moans, she had changed since they were first together, she was more sensitive and her body jerked as she felt start to go up. Biting her lip harder her face turned a dark red, her mouth opening some and a low but deep moan came out. Her fingers gripped onto the ropes around her wrists and her thighs clenched to the machine as he turned it up to full blast. Whimpering she kept jerking, her body not having experienced this kind of thing ever, and the fact that it was a game made it enjoyable.
 
He sat behind the camera, watching the whole thing, making sure not to interrupt the camera view at any time, for any reason. Her moans were too much for him to handle after a bit, and he slowly began to rub his hard length from inside his pants, watching as she wiggled and moaned, her juices going everywhere after a while. He let the machine run for two hours, moans going louder and more juices and her scent filling the room, before he walked to the camera. "That is enough for tonight." He said in his gruff voice, turning it off and pulling the tape out.

He went over to a decently large box, sliding the tape into the foam near the top. He walked over to Angel then, turning the machine off. He slid her weakened, sensitive, and pleasured body off the machine, laying her down on a mat for the moment. He undid all the ropes on her, then, before she could do anything, he pulled her panties off, carrying them to the big box and putting them into a smaller one. He sealed it, and went over to the door, giving it to one of his henchmen to send off. The panties were evidence of what was on the tape.

He went over to Angel, kneeling down, helping her sit up. "Now... what should we do before tomorrow night?"
 
This was her first time every riding a machine at all, and the fact that she hadn't been fucked for a few weeks was also even harder on her, Closing her eyes as she saw him take his cock out and start to stroke it she whimpered some really not knowing what would happen. Hearing him turn the camera off she whimpered hard and wiggled, trying to undo the ropes herself

Looking at him as he went over to the box she got a somewhat scared look in her eyes, her body was limp as he pulled her off and she shivered from the cold of the mat on her hot sweaty body, Biting her lip she looked at him then grabbed at her panties but wasn't fast enough "Damn you I need those!!" Her body tensed as she saw one of the guys get handed the box as well as him stealing a glance at her. Glaring at the guy she hissed slightly telling him not to even think about it, looking at Alex as he come over to her she shivered as he pulled her to help sit her up "I think for a few hours just to rest, unless you want to take advantage of my weak state, have fun." She smirked, panting quiet hard since she knew he would probably take her, he knew it was fun for both of them anyways.

Wrapping her arms around his neck she laid her body against his and still panted "You know that was so not fair, I had never been on one of those, much less haven't been fucked for a few weeks, tormentor!!" She giggled and then closed her eyes, she was wasted and needed to sleep or at least relax and rest till her body was strong enough to hold it's own again.
 
She was being rather the tease as she said he could fuck her if he wanted, in not so easy words. Of course he could, he could have anything he wanted. But he didn't feel up to it at the moment. So, he unlaced her arms from around his neck, laying her down. "I'll let you rest, you'll need it for the machine tomorrow." He smirked, standing And leaving the room.

He came back a few minutes later, with a plate of steak and mashed potatoes, and a glass of water. He trusted her with utensils, and he put the plate near her, going back to the door. "Eat up and sleep. My men won't go near you, and I'll have the plate taken care of in the morning." And with that, he was gone.
 
Knowing he wasn't going to fuck her she growled lowly as he unlaced her arms, looking up at him she clung to a pillow not even ready to feel safe enough with anyone at the moment. Closing her eyes as she heard him she growled lowly "You are such a damn tease...I don't want to be on the machine again tomorrow...seriously.." Seeing him get up she closed her eyes and whimpered slightly, she didn't know what was going to go on that night, or the day after but she knew it wasn't going to be fun, she was still worried about if the gang caught them.

Hearing him come back in she turned towards him and saw the food he had for her, shaking her head she bit her lip "You know I don't eat much, and you are spoiling me right now..but I will eat it for you, and to be ready for tomorrow." Eating the steak and mashed patotes plus drinking whatever he gave her, she laid back down and fell asleep within minutes. Her sleep was peaceful for once but she still tossed and turned, not staying still.
 
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