Page 144 of Monster in Disguise

I feel sickened and disgusted by his words, knowing that there is no escape from this nightmare. I can only pray that Catalina will forgive me for what will happen next.

His words stun me into a momentary paralysis, but something deep within me compels me to nod in agreement.

"Anything." My voice is strained with determination. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her. I am already gone.

My father pauses, his inscrutable expression giving nothing away. Then he chuckles darkly.

"Damn boy, I should have known you were a homo." His sinister smile sends shivers down my spine as he looks down at me. "I'll make you a deal." His eyes gleam with excitement. "Get me hard, and I'll let her go. Fail and..." He trails off, whistling ominously.

God...is this really happening? Is this what it's come to? But I cannot afford to hesitate or question, not when Lina's life is on the line. So I nod again, steeling myself for whatever humiliation is to come. I can take it. But Lina...she won't be able to handle it.

With a crooked smirk, my father unbuttons his pants and takes out his flaccid penis, waving it in front of my face.

"Let's see how well you put that mouth to use." His tone is mocking and condescending, as if he expects me to fail before even starting. But I cannot afford to disappoint him or lose Lina.

And so, with a sense of numb detachment, I close my eyes and empty my mind of everything except this one task at hand.

I can do this!

Taking a deep breath, I tentatively take his limp member in my hand and bring it to my mouth. Bile rises in the back of my throat. I open wide and take him inside, fighting every instinct that revolts against this act. But desperation drives me on as I work my tongue around him, trying everything in my power to elicit a reaction from him. Praying silently that it will be enough to save Lina.

Father is sporting a bored expression, his hands crossed across his chest as he watches me choke on his cock. As I lick him, a small twitching of his dick gives me hope. Just as I'm about to apply more suction, he pushes me off, his foot nabbing me in the forehead and shoving me to the ground.

I can see he's semi-erect by now, but he quickly tucks himself in.

"You wouldn't even be a good whore." He spits on me, the tip of his shoe making contact with my ribs and making me wince.

Shit! My wound!

Father shakes his head callously.

"It seems that you failed, boy." He raises an eyebrow at me. He only did this to test my limits, shaming me in the process. "Now, what will it be?" He tips his head towards the table, raising one hand in the air, ready to signal Silvio.

"I..." I gulp. My eyes wander wildly around the room. There isn't any way out, is there? "I'll do it," I finally acquiesce.

"Let's see." Father nods at me, taking a seat on the chair next to the wall.

I scramble to my feet, my gaze set on Catalina.

"Let me give her some water," I say as I watch her writhe in pain, her limbs trying to move against the shackles holding her firm.

"Make it fast," he grunts.

This is the one moment that I thank the heavens for my sleeping pill addiction. I carry them with me everywhere. If I can't spare her the pain... then at least I can spare her the memory.

With my back to Father, I pour a glass of water, quickly dissolving a pill inside. Then I move to the table, crouching down in front of Catalina.

Her lips are chapped and full of small lacerations. She must have bitten them when the pain had been too much. Just seeing her like this is killing me. I lift my hand and lightly stroke her hair, knowing I have no right to do so.

"Aghh..." A small moan escapes her lips, and I will myself to be strong for her sake.

"Shh, I got you," I whisper in a low voice so that Father won't hear. I help her drink from the glass, glad to see most of the liquid going down her throat.

"It will all be over... soon," I vow to her. Somehow, I'll make sure she gets out of this alive.

"What's taking so long?" Father complains.

I straighten my spine, putting on my best poker face. If he knows how much she means to me, he'll kill her immediately; a fact of which I'm painfully aware. I need to buy some time so the pill knocks her out.

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