the mafia

actions have consequences

Tharn looked angerly at type who was standing near the bed fully clothed peering down at tharn smiling.
While tharn slept type was able to get tharns long sock from the floor to wrap it tightly around his wrist to then tie it to the head board.
Tieing it with tight knots tharn woke up but was not able to grasp type.
He slipped away to then get dressed laughing.
Tharns eyes narrowed.
"Un tie me type."
Type shook his head.
"You deserve this After what you did to me and akira."
Tharns eyes widen.
"To you?"
"I didn't need the opportunity."
Tharns eyes narrowed.
Then he thrashed his wrist against the head board.
"Un tie me type!"
Type chuckled.
Turning around he stood at the door with his hand to the nob.
"If you leave me like this, you will be getting a punishment."
Type smiled.
Then he flipped off tharn from behind leaving him.
Tharn looked to the sock wrapped around his wrist, shaking his head.
You have no idea what i have in store for you street rat.
The next week type made sure to keep busy and never was alone. Tharn every day got more and more frustrated.
What made matters worse type was hanging with akira again for jobs.
Type knew it pissed tharn off so he rubbed it in his face.
This is what you get for not telling me you love me.
In the back of his mind type knew when tharn got a hold of him it was going too be bad.
"Oow!"
Type was on a job hovered over a guy. Punching his face in.
"Mmm that's enough."
Type gave him one more punch then let him go,bleeding on the floor.
Type got up to move near akira.
Akira crotched down to the man, shaking his head.
"We have been very patient. 5 days in fact."
"Please just give me mm more time!"
"If i do what do i get?"
"Iiilll pay you in full plus interest please."
Akira turned his head to type. The man followed his gaze.
Type shurgged.
"Its up to you."
Akira looked back down and motioned with his fingers for type to hand him a gun.
Type felt ill. This was the part of being in the mafia he hated.
Taking his gun out he gave it to akira then he left.
"Please! Oh god!"
Type left hearing the man scream then he heard the gun shot.
In the car type whipped the gun cleaned. He needed to dispose of it when they got back.
Akira looked out the window.
"I think im getting soft in my old age."
Type smiled.
Akira only shot the guy in the knee cap and then he had him call someone for help. Type was happy akira didn't kill him.
Inside the compound they went straight to the bar.
Type froze then composed himself. Tharn was already there and he had two shot glasses up for them too take.
Akira stepped to him taking it.
Then he sat down.
Type stepped to him with narrowed eyes.
What are you up too?
He looked down to the drink questionally.
Tharn motioned with his hand for him to take it.
"I think im..."
Akira interjected.
"Your knuckles have to be hurting. Take the shot."
Type flichened.
He knew tharn probably put something in his drink.
"Take it Type." Tharn leaned his head to him with a smile.
Type looked up too him.
"How long will it take effect?"
Type wasent stupid.
"15 minutes."
Then he motioned with his hand again.
Type rolled his eyes.Then he downed the shot.
"Good boy." He whispered.
Types eye narrowed he roughly handed the shot back to tharn.
"Akira i need to dispose of the gun."
Akira waved him off.
Tharn watched him go.
Walking to a room he disposed of the gun effectively.
Parting he was worried about what tharn had given him.
Without knowing what he could have given him he didn't know what antidote to consume.
Shaking his head he needed to go to his room. In 2 Minutes it was going to take effect.
Pacing half way he leaned his body by the side to the wall.
"You fucking asss...mmmmm"
Type hung his head shaking biting his lip.
He was hard.
Tharn had given him a potent aphrodisiac.
Walking slowly he was able to make it to his room.
Closing his door and locking it he then stumbled to his bed lying on his back.
He instantly took off his shirt and pants.
Type was getting hot.
"God damn you!"
Type then quickly put his hands down his boxers to stroke off his member.
His head leaned up moaning.
"Mmmm ggod!"
Without hearing it, tharn had unlocked types door.
He came in relocking it to then lean his body onto it with a smile.
Stepping forward he looked down at type.
Tharn then ran his fingers up his thighs making type open his eyes to look at him with anger.
"You are a mmmmm bastard! Aaaah this is too....mmmm far!"
Tharn chuckled.
"I told you don't leave me. This is your doing. Oh i should mention you can jerk off has much has you like. It won't do anything. You have to be fucked. "
Types eyes narrowed.