The iron room situated a bit at the back of Micah´s underground dungeon, also sometimes revered to as ´the butcher room´,was only lit by an old light bulb, who shone a yellowish glow upon its current occupants, Don Micah, Marco and their newly prisoner, Ricardo, giving a silently, ominous vibe to the already dark atmosphere, that hung in the air around them. The cold and moist room was only furnished with stainless steel equipment.
In the corner was a table with on the top a variety of ´tools´ with above the table a closet filled with more torture equipment and next to the huge iron entrance door, there was a chair which was bolted to the cold floor and was currently occupied by Marco.
There was a small room with mirrored glass in it so you cold not see outside but people from outside could witness every horrible detail what was happening inside the room.
The second chair was also bolted to the floor and was situated in the middle of the shadowy room, directly under a large beam in the ceiling which had also had some ´attributes´ for Micah to work with whenever he had some unwanted ´guest´ over down here.
The third chair was not bolted like the other two and could be used anywhere. Like right now Micah used it while sitting on it in the middle of the room facing Ricardo who sat on the second bolted chair a few meters away from him, while he was busy sharpening his knives while his eyes never left Ricardo´s, looking pretty calm.
Meanwhile Ricardo, who had just regained his consciousness again after receiving a rain of blows to his head and stomach minutes ago from Micah, tried to open his swollen eyes but managed only to open the left one, only for a short amount of time while groaning softly as the pain in his head slashed right trough him. He knew that there would always be a change that things would go haywire, only never thought it would happen so soon or that things would be discovered by his new boss, Don Micah, or by Sheila for that matter, but here he was, everything exposed.....well almost everything....but that would be for another day.....or maybe if Micah was really about to kill him, he maybe could consider using that extra bit of information as leverage to appeal to Micah´s thirst for info about Don Salvatore to make Micah´s wrath against him go down a notch or two....
As Ricardo was contemplating all of that in his mind, upstairs, Snow, sneaked out of her room again and went down. After getting familiarized her self with Micah´s house, she had discovered the another entrance door to the dungeons and had memorized the code from one of the guards she once had followed to the door and watched from behind in the shadows. When she thought back of the moment she a smug grin appeared on her luscious lips. ¨The idiot did not even thought of hiding the code!¨ Snow smirked as she punched in the code onto the security panel next to the door and waited some seconds for the device to accept it and then she heard the soft click, making a smile to appear on her face as she quickly pushed the door open until she had enough space for her body to squeeze trough it and went down the stairs.
At the bottom of the staircase she sees another door with a keypad so again she puts in the code and the door opens. Slowly she popped her head around and scanned her surroundings in the darkly lit hallway before stepping into it.
Since she didn't hear anything, she stepped out of the shadows and started walking, that was, until a loud scream pierced trough the air making her stop in her tracks for a brief moment. Then another scream and some grunting.
She started moving again and followed the loud noise that came from the other end of the hallway. There she went into a small room and closed the door behind her. Once she turned back she saw the window and gasped trilled, upon seeing the scene in front of her!...
´¨Well well! seems i have underestimate you, my dear Micah save!¨ she whispered wide eyed while licking her lips as she watched on as Micah just licked the edge of a knife after he had retrieved it from Ricardo´s now limp body. She realized quickly that for one reason or the other, they couldn't see her which made things more exciting for her. So excited that erotic thoughts started to enter her mind.....thoughts of her being in that same room with Micah as he would pleasure her withe the handle of his knife. As she watched him leaning over Ricardo´s lifeless body.
Her hands wandered down her belly and landed i between her legs where she touched her already drenched panties and started rubbing her eagerly waiting pearl who was begging for some much needed attention....
As Snow started pleasuring herself and bringing her self closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy, inside the butcher room, Micah wiped his knife dry on his slacks and turned towards Marco who stood stood leaning against the wall next to the door as he lit up a cigarette.
¨What do you want to do with the body?¨ Marco asked after blowing our some smoke.
¨Be creative but me sure it will send a message!´
¨Okay boss will do!´ Marco nodded as Mica stepped passed him onto the hallway.
With a heavy sigh he started to walk when a sudden noise made him halt in his steps....
¨What on earth?¨ he whispered under his breath when he recognized the sound.
The sound of somebody enjoying themselves started to invade his brain together with a scent he recognized as well.....
¨No, that can´t be!´ Micah muttered as he turned towards the theater room with the mirrored window....
Micah pushed the door open and stood frozen on the spot when he witnessed Snow with a couple of long digits shoved down up in her tight love channel, moaning his name...
´Shit....Damn!´ he cursed as he felt his cock steer to life in his pants, becoming steel in merely seconds while watching her orgasm....