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SOLD TO THE RUSSIAN MAFIA

SOLD TO THE RUSSIAN MAFIA

Author: Taser Malloid
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Chapter 1 1.

Word Count: 1577    |    Released on: 02/02/2025

17 yea

show you true love and ensure you happiness - money and power" Paul Fredinar

his father- Paul took off the boy's little pants and gave his son 7 lashes on his bare bottom. The lashings were only supposed

u need to have in life?" Paul s

made his way to the mini bar located in the corner of his room and poured a neat bourbon and an apple juice for the boy. Contemplating if he wanted

e seconds till he could leave, his favorite nanny Lindsay had su

but his favorite character was easily Van. Miguel thought

Van, although he wasn't the brightest, had a best friend who would go to the end

seen first hand from his father. Van had power just by being himself, that's what Miguel wanted to have love and loyalty from someone just by being hims

his bedroom or office having a "screaming match'' as Miguel says. Today being Saturday is when Paul gets drunk by 10 am, passes out by 10:30 am and w

day, Miguel didn't think much about wearing the pink underwear

to himself, he couldn't piss off his father if his dad went to punish

liquid to the brim being placed in fro

e cup in front of his father, waitin

Paul was about to drink his phone started to ring "FUCK" Paul said after looking at the caller ID. "

ky juice again. It doesn't happen often but sometimes Paul would give his son bourbon. He would realize

cause his father would be expecting his c

give me tim

gave me the adult juice" all these thoughts an

THEY KILL ugh russinas" Paul said after chucking his phone on

d little Miguel's apple juice still

disobey me. I said finish your juice,

pot, but crying meant weakness and he knew his d

father in the eye and said. "I apologize for di

ou, YOU GIVE ME EXCUSES, I don't care if I gave you a glass of horse shit I

bitter liquid went down his tiny throat he was doing everyth

n anymore and some of the liquid began to come back out. Flastered on how he threw up,

s screaming at his son. He then put him on his knee and then pulled his pants down a

PINK IS FOR THOSE

he said to his son " Everytime I whip you I want you

pered his little body was already trying to adjus

ed his son up and ca

further onto his fathers shirt distracted with the smell he didnt notice he was in a cell until his father flicked him

ppy to eat. The last thing he ate was grapes and cheese that he had for snack on Saturday in the

hould hold his breath and just eat it. The little boy was too weak and needed to eat somethin

l picked him up and walked him to the kitchen and sat him on the breakfast bar where there wa

g he looked to his father wa

time devouring his food. Once done he sa

now why it's important to follow through, why when someone tells you to do something you do it because when

your go to nanny for the week... oh and son next time i see a pink clothing I'll make y

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