the deal

such bullshit!

To the bathroom, type was sitting to the edge of the tub to have his head hung to be grabbing toilet paper to then place it into his nose has the boss really hurt it.
Type then moved his head up to place his hands to the edge of the bathtub to look forward to sign to look around, there was nothing there, no mirror, no towels, no door, no shower curtain and going out everything was gone.
Widening his eyes type then went into the tub has the woman who brought his food went in, she then turned to stop to then turn her head to look into the bathroom.
"Um....Mr. vuto?"
Type narrowed his eyes.
"Go away!"
She signed to then turn her head forward to then leave, type then got out slowly to then grab some toilet paper to place over his junk to then go about to sit to the bed to grab the tray to eye over it to shake his head.
Type slowly ate to then get up to place the tray to the side to then go back to lay to the side to look over the door to take in deep breathes to feel defeated.
Type groaned to close his eyes has the boss came in, he went inside to then place his body to the door to look over type to then eye the toilet paper to his private.
"What are you doing?"
Type then turned to go to his other side to show his back to the boss.
Mr. Tyrion raised an eye grow to then step to him he then crotched down to place a finger in-between his cheeks, type tensed, the boss looked him over to then move up.
"Are you showing me what you are offering for something?"
Type then placed his hands to his ears, to then go into a semi fetal position.
Mr. Tyrion wrapped his arms about himself to look over type.
"You brought this on yourself."
Type signed so very hard.
"Just take what you want and go the Fuck away!"
Mr. Tyrion narrowed his eyes to then move to type to then move him to his back to place his hands to either side of his head to be in-between his legs, for type to turn his head to look to the side to be fuming.
The boss looked all over type to then shake his head to move down to go to his ear.
"You have real no reason to be acting this way you little bitch! You tried to escape, what did you think was going to happen? Hmm?"
Type closed his eyes to gulp.
"Because of you..... My legs are..... Just take it and go away!"
Mr. Tyrion rolled his eyes to then move up.
"What.... Is the one thing you want back?"
"Fuck off!"
Type then winced has the Man gripped at his wrists.
"Mr. Vuto!"
Type then snapped his head to look over this bastard.
"You know what.... Do what you fucking want! Rape me! Beat me! Take everything that you gave away! The only thing I truly want is to get away from you and take care of my sister you gigantic prick! All of this is such bullshit!"
The boss widened his eyes at types ranting to eyes over him has he breathed heavily, the man then went back to tilt his head to the side to then eye down, he then took the toilet paper from his area to throw it to the side to then eye over it, type turned his head to look at the door in anger.
"You are an ungrateful little brat."
Type gritted his teeth.
"Your sister was given a large some of money from one of my ex employees who should not have done this, I let you take over her debt. I've been working with you so much and all you have done is fight against me every step of the way. Even though you gave me something early, after I learned of your grandparents death, I made this new deal to which you agreed too. Then you try to run. So un grateful."
Type took in a very deep breathe to then lift his head back to place his hands to the bed to grip. The boss had gone down to start to lick at types limp dick that then turned hard quite quick, Mr. Tyrion then moved up to place his hand to that erection to grip and hard to have a very hard face has he looked to type, type winced.
"I have done so much for you Mr. Vuto..... And you have treated me so very badly."
Mr. Tyrion then placed his hand palm down to his head to move it about has pre cum came out, type started to thrash.
"Aaah! What.... What are you......"
"With a sensitive head like yours, this is quite something isn't it?"
Type breathed hard to then have his hips start to move on there own, Mr. Tyrion peered his eyes down to see type moving his groin up and down.
"Such a slut you've become."
"Nn....go to.... Hell!"
The boss lightly chuckled, to then stop moving that hand, type moved his back down to the mattress, to take in deep breathes has his cock was throbbing.
Mr. Tyrion looked to him.
"Is someone wanting to cum?"
Type took in a very deep breathe to then look to the boss to raise an eye brow to give a very dark smirk.
"Not by......a faggot!"
Mr. Tyrion widened his eyes to then scoff.
He then placed that one hand down to then start to really grip types erection, type moved up to place his hands to his chest to try and push him away to hang his head.
"Damnit! Stop!"
"Take it back!"
Type looked to the boss.
"Go to hell!"
Type winced to then look down has the boss was gripping his erection harder.
"Take..... It.... Back!"
Type squeezed his eyes tight, to then do something he never thought he would, since he was not going to take it back. Type moved up and quick to stay his arms about this asshole to then place his mouth to his has he winced.
The boss widened his eyes at this action to then let go of his dick to then be pushed away for type to get up and quick to run to the bathroom to go straight into the tub to breathe hard, to look towards the open door way, the boss stayed there to place his fingers to his lips to then roll his eyes to then get up to slowly go about to then stop in the door way to eye over type who looked over this man in pure fury.
Mr. Tyrion smirked to eye over him to then turn to leave, type watched him go to then look down to his erection with hatred to then hit his hand against the bath tub.
"Fuck!"