Murderville 2: The Epidemic by Ashley, JaQuavis Read Free Book Online Page B

from the torture she was enduring, but he was no longer around to protect her. Still the thought of him brought her mental relief.
    Samad felt a climax approaching as he began to pump feverishly and aggressively. Sweat dripped from his forehead and onto Liberty’s naked body as a glob of semen shot inside of her. Samad smiled and looked down at her. He saw a single tear slide down her cheek, but the blank stare she wore never left her face. He chuckled, and then spit into her face, degrading her as if she were nothing. He slid out of her and stood up.
    “After I shower, the next phase will begin,” he said as helooked at her with disgust before walking to the attached bathroom.
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    Po and Rocko sat in the front of the van wearing workers’ clothes and doctors’ masks. They looked like two lawn workers, but they weren’t there to chop any grass. Po looked in the back of the van at the two Mexicans tied up, sitting back to back. Rocko had duct taped their mouths, hands, and feet so that Po’s plan would go smoothly. Impersonating the help was the best idea Po could come up with to sneak into Samad’s residence. Remembering the crazed look in Samad’s eyes, Po knew that he had to move swiftly if he wanted to keep Liberty out of harm’s way. Usually, he would never jump into someone’s business while putting his own life on the line, but there was something special about Liberty. He just had not been able to put his finger on what it was exactly.
    Po kept his head low as he tried to avoid eye contact with the two guards standing at the gate. He threw up his hand, and the guard granted him access as he talked to the other guard. Little did the guards know, they had just let two goons into Samad’s home. Po slowly pulled into the gate and couldn’t believe that his plan had worked. He drove up to the front entrance and looked over at Rocko. Rocko’s eyes held no fear. In fact, Rocko had a small grin on his face as he cocked his gun back. Po shook his head at his man. He knew that Rocko lived for days like this. Rocko loved to live life on the edge, and this was right up his alley . . . that gangster shit.
    Liquid splashing in Liberty’s face woke her from her troubled sleep. She was still tied up from the day before, and she squirmed trying to turn her face away from Samad urinating on her again.
    “Wake up, Sleeping Beauty,” Samad said as he finished relieving himself on Liberty. He had been getting pure enjoyment from torturing her, and he planned on a full day of doing the same thing. He even let most of his security take the day off so the screams wouldn’t be heard by them. He wanted complete privacy for his torture session with Liberty. He was determined to make the day a gruesome one for her. One that she would remember the next time she thought about running away from him.
    Liberty breathed heavily as the urine dripped into her eyes and nose. The vomit that erupted from her was trapped between the gag in her mouth and the back of her throat, causing her to choke violently. Samad laughed as he dropped his robe and climbed onto the bed. He was going insane, and Liberty would suffer severely from his madness. At that point, Liberty just wanted to die. She thought about reuniting with A’shai in the afterlife, which brought her a small measure of comfort. Tears streamed down her face as she closed her eyes and thought about her lost love. She knew that if A’shai were alive, Samad wouldn’t have touched her. She felt so lonely without her protector and best friend. Even in death, he was the love of her life.
    “I am going to fuck you like a whore is supposed to be fucked,” Samad said as he began to stroke his penis. He forcefully spread her butt cheeks and spit in her anus.Liberty cringed at his touch and closed her eyes. She began to pray. She didn’t even want help at this point: Liberty was praying for a speedy death. She didn’t want to endure what Samad had in store for her. She