Today, the mafiosi who he owed money to had threatened his life."Oh, daddy," I said, "what are you going to do?" Well," he responded, "they said there... was a way I could cancel the debt, but...no, I can't." What, daddy? Anything is better than getting killed."He was almost in tears. "They want you as payment. They want to take you as a slave on the black market."I couldn't believe my ears. I knew organized crime was involved in the slave trade...but I never felt that would affect me. As shocked. I spent the rest of the drive thinking about it. I couldn’t decide whether to just tell it all or omit stuff that would embarrass everyone. I’d have to figure it out quick as we were almost there.Pulling into the driveway, I was a little panicked about the whole thing. I grabbed the bags while Grandfather went in and I decided to control the whole thing from the beginning.As I walked in to the kitchen, I told everyone, “I’m going to take a shower. We’ll have this conversation when I’m. Even the Grip sailors took a step back, and one made a sign to ward off evil. Wondering what the commotion was about Dent glanced down and suddenly realized the apparition he must be. Literally every inch of his body that he could see was completely covered with blood! Enough that it was still dripping off the edges of his breastplate as he walked along, he was convinced that if he turned around to look there would be a set of bloody footprints leading back to the Vengeance's deck. The two. He removedthe nozzle and shoved a butt plug in its place."You aren't gonna get rid of that shit until I say so, boy!And when I'm done with ya here, you're gonna clean up that messyou just made with your tongue!"Then he started laying into my ass with what felt like atwo-by-four. He wasn't holding back either; I could tell thathe was pissed! He just kept flailing away at my ass until Icouldn't stand it any more and tried to scream again."You earned this, shithead! Take your beating like a.