maifiso. thats what i want.
maifioso story.
Hope you don’t mind combing your asks into one <:3 @thatonefellah
And shall be served (it will be interesting to write him, but i have a scenario in mind)
Pay your debts next time
Tw: fear play, mafia vibe, bondage, [insert haru being caught by shishigumi scene], soft vore, a bit freaky 👀, open ended
You were over two weeks overdue to pay your mafia safety bargain! After opening your little business, it turned out you had to pay a fee to mafia man so they could keep you and your business safe from others. But recently your workshop wasnt giving much income, which ment no money, which ment youre in debt! For past two years the mafia protected your business by taking it under theyre ownership, but now you couldnt pay that fee!
As you paced around your workshop looking for anything to get the money for the debt. Maybe your earring? No theyre not even painted with real gold… god what to do what to do! You already received letters reminding you that your debt was due!
Suddenly a knock on the window was heard downstairs, looking down from your stairs you saw two figures outside. The curtains were covered so you only saw the outlines, maybe it was a client! As you rushed down the stairs, almost tumbling down, hoping it was someone willing to buy
Taking a deep breath, you exhaled turning the key and opening the door wide „welcome! Sorry i forgot to open my curtains, what can i help you with today?” You gave your best smile, opening your eyes to see two tall man. The one on the left was bulky and bald, with sunglasses covering his eyes, a big scar run down his face partially hidden by the glasses. The other one was a bit shorter and visibly younger, with curly black hair sticking from underneath his cap. They both wore black pants with white shirt, the shorter one had a vest paired with it. You knew these guys were no good news, but somehow you hoped to be wrong „c-can i help you gentl-?” „Your fee is due for almost three weeks now.” A booming groggy voice suddenly cutted you off, it was the taller mafia man. Youre in for some trouble… „i-im sorry, the workshop didnt g-get any customers for past mont-„ a hand suddenly appeared in front of you, cutting you off once more „dosent matter, youre go with us now” a shiver of cold sweat suddenly run down your, the worst case scenarios running over your head in record time. You were due for only two weeks! Why are they taking you somewhere already?! „S-sure, let me just-„ taking a step back, you formed a plan in your head how to escape using the back door… you could make a run for it now or- „now.” Your back sudden hitted something, or rather someone! Turning around it was third of the mafia man, he had slicked back dark blond hair and wore a top hat. He also wore a vest with tie hidden underneath.
Before you could even gasp in protest, you were quickly dragged outside, as two man held you by either shoulder ensuring you cant get away. Taking you to a back allay where noone would see the escort, your life started to flash before your very eyes, what was tha mafia planning to do? Will you meet the boss or will they get it done without him? Noone really knew who was the mafia boss, at least those who saw him never saw daylight ever again… only that he went by Sonnelino, hence the mafia name. Your mind lingered on what he might be like and look like, was he tall or short? Strong or weak, using his goons for all the heavy lifting? God you wished to never know the answer if it ment your demise…
After what felt like eternity of walking through dark allyways, in building tunnels and streets you never saw before, the three man entered a basement while dragging you along. It was a dark corridor, smelling like mold and old lead paint, you could barely see the tip of your own nose in the darkness. But the man didnt stop for a minute to turn the lights on, seemingly seeing everything perfectly fine
Suddenly the three of you stopped, as the third man opened a door in the darkness, letting in light and whole pallete of new smells. Walking inside it looked like some type of club or bar, the floor was made of purple-reddish tyles with black accents. Everything was in same color theme, very dark and weirdly unsettling. In the middle a circular bar, with cylider shaped shelf wrapping itself all the way around and filled with various bottles containing alcohol. Everything reaked of alcohol, cigarettes and very strong perfume, making you almost sneeze from the overwhelming mix. The people inside didnt seem to care or even wince at your arrival, it was mix of visibly wealthy and shady folk, both man and woman. Before you could linger on the surrounding more, you walked around the bar and entered another corridor. At the end of it was nightly black curtain, infront a guard, dressed same way as other three goons. But this one was pale and visibly oldest from the group, wearing dark fur ushanka. Seeing you approaching he stepped aside letting you enter through the curtains…
It was a spacious room, at the end stood wooden desk, and on each side massive bronze statues of- rabbits? That threw you off guard so much, you didnt notice what was in front of you at first „well well, now who do we have here” before you was big- no, huge! Black leather sofa, and in the middle sat absolutely behemoth of a man. His face covered by shadow of his fedora, only his mouth was visible with fat cigar sticking from between his teeth. Even sitting he was dwarfing over you in height, not to mention in size. And he wasnt fat, the absolute opposite of fat infact, you could see even with coat on that man could break you in half like a twig
With single wave of his hand the man let you go and left outside the room, leaving you two alone in akward terrifying silence „i hope my boys weren’t too rough when handling your ‚escort’ to me” he said with chuckle, taking out the cig and blowing out smoke with his nose. The cloud soon attacking your senses, filling your lungs with overly strong smell of tabaco, it took everything in you not to start coughing „now, tell me why did you happen get your self into debt, hmmm?” You didnt dare to look up, staring down at your feet and the blood red carpet underneath „t-the workshop dosent g-get many clients this t-time around-„ tapping down the ash, he grumbled in response „hmmm… i see, then why didnt you get a proper job, my dear?” You didnt have any answer to that, and even if you had to bite your tongue to not say it out loud „never the less, you have to pay back somehow” as he suddenly snapped his fingers, two man from before appeared catching your shoulders and hands behind your back. As one of them cutted down your legs, making you fall and and kneel on the carpet „and i have the perfect way of doing just that” standing up to his full imposing size, the mafia boss walked over to you, and bended down to be on same level. The smell of his cigar was suffocating at this point, you couldn’t help but scrunch your nose even more. But to your utter displeasure, the boss suddenly blew huge cloud of smoke right in your face, making you cough with disgust. Suddenly everything started spinning and you felt very lightheaded, what was going on?! You could barely keep your head up, as everything turned and tossed in your vision slowly loosing focus and then turning to utter black…
„Ughhh…” your head was banging like crazy, what happened? Opening your eyes, everything was still black, your head was still spinning a bit. You wanted to rub your eyes but soon relized you were tied up! Legs too?! Both your legs and hands were tied up, ankle’s togheter while your hands sat at your back. Your mouth was gagged with some type of cloth, it was already soaking wet. How long were you laying like this? You remembered the mafia catching you but than rest went to black…
You couldnt linger on your thoughts much longer tho, as suddenly light appeared in corner of the room. It was behind your back, but you could see with corner of your eye that it was dim and warm in color. Soon all four corners supported same dim light, giving close to none brightness. As huge heavy steps suddenly approached, a door opened „i see that youre awake, good” you quickly recognized that voice, it the mafia boss that somehow drugged you! You wanted to scream and shout, but with your mouth gagged only mumbles and whimpers remained. The mafia boss circuled around you, making you relize you were in the middle of a table? Thats odd… „now then, you probably wonder why i got you tied up in this dark room” you groaned in response, to his utter delight „as you know, if cant pay the fee with money there exists some, other ways to do that” a shiver run down your body, what could he possibly mean-? How was he going to use you?! So many questions, and no answers in sight! „And as for you, i came up with special something~” his tone turning weirdly dark and almost alluring suddenly, as he stopped right in front of you. He didn’t have his coat on, just the shirt and fedora, with his sleeves folded up. His hands were huge and muscular, with ton of black body hair on top side, his whole palm covered your face with terrifying ease
Was he planning to torture you? Kill you? Maybe use as a ‚toy’! The anticipation made your fear go times twenty! Your whole body was shaking at the point, as his massive hand reached out suddenly grabbing the rope tying your ankles. Soon your body was hanging upside, held up high so your face was a the same level as boss. You closed your eyes in case of any painful impact or torture the mafia planned for you. But it all never truly occurred, suddenly a puff of suffocatingly hot air hitted your face and soon body. Smell of cigar and rich alcohol sticking to it with every wave, was he planning on burning you aliv-?! „M-mgh?! Mhhh!!!” Your pleading felling on deaf ears, as you were suspected above a gaping maw! It was a direct opening with clear view down the throat, moving with every single breath. Huge fangs with sharp points were on both lower and upper jaw, connected loosely by bridges of saliva. Was he planning to devour you?! As you tried to struggle away, your head was slightly dropped down into the awaiting wet clutches. The boss didnt waist much time tasting you, but he did let few content purrs escape his chest. Soon swallowing your head and shoulders with terrifying efficiency, you definitely werent his first and last meal…
The smell of cigars and alcohol hugged you and sipped through your skin, as your body was slowly dragged through the mafia boss system. Soon enough plopping down in his extremely tight gut, it had barely any room inside! It felt almost vacuum sealed, especially with your crampedly tied up body. It was like oven inside, but the phumes from alcohol made you so dizzy that you didnt mind the heat nor the situation much at this point. You were effectively drunk in the mafia bosses gut.. „i do have to admit, you were truly delicious, my dear” a dark chuckle echoed around your whole body, amplified inside the mafiaso stomach
At least your debt was paid, right…?
Wooo boy this took awhile to be done, i hope its okey especially after my super long unplanned break! I already had half of it finished before hand so it might a bit worse for wear that my normal writting-
But welp, here it is, i hope to get back in writing pace for you my little munchkins!