The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Self-cleaning

“No one moves,” Maximo's word. In one motion, he lowered the windshield of the car and shot towards the direction the bullets were coming from. Shooting was inevitable. Maximo cars are not only shot once but many times.

Paul grimaced in pain mixed with fear and Maximo stayed with his efforts to provide resistance.

“Sial!” maximo grunts when the bullet runs out.

Seeing Maximo running out of bullets, Samantha did not stay still, she immediately took the weapon stored in one of Maximo's black boxes. He shot in the direction Maximo shot. Maximo was stunned when he saw Samantha was able to shoot. Shots from opponents stopped and followed by the sound of human moans. He did not expect that one of Samantha's bullets hit their opponent. Unfortunately, there is no time to be surprised.

“Down from the left door and take Paul into the tunnel. I'll protect you from behind!” Maximo gave the order. There was no chance for him to ask where Samantha learned to shoot from.

“Ya!” Samantha immediately responded. He came down from the left door with a watchful look around him. “Come out Paul, I'll protect you.” Samantha also opens Paul's car door while still ducking behind the car.

Paul's trouble shifted to move in and out the left door. Samantha grabbed hold of the man and immediately led him into the tunnel where the door was open. The road is slightly downhill and slippery. Maximo followed immediately from behind and made sure everything was safe.

“Akh!” Paul was again complaining when this time his foot was hit by a second shot.

“Sial!” Maximo's getting pissed.

He shoots blindly at the opponent, sparks clearly indicate where they are from. But the darkness of the night made Maximo could not see the figure of his opponent who was across there. Clearly, they were shooting from the direction of the forest, hiding among the trees and rocks.

A groan was heard again and it belonged to Maximo's opponent. Maximo used that opportunity to add an attack. He took the gun from Samantha's hand and shot it. His two compact hands alternately gave a shot while Samantha had already walked into a tunnel.

“Sit here for a minute Paul.” Samantha sat Paul in a place she did not know. The tunnel was dark and there was no light.

“Which part hurts?” Samantha immediately checked Paul's hand even by grabbing it.

“Akh, this way miss.” Paul carries Samantha's hand on his gunshot wound to his right arm. Samantha could feel a thick, fishy-smelling warm liquid begin to smell. The liquid did not stop coming out of the gunshot wound. The man's breathing gasped in pain as if death had already approached him.

“Great wound!” exclaiming the new Maximo came to catch up after closing the tunnel door. They were already safe inside the tunnel which had a length of about five hundred meters.

“Please your coat.” Samantha took off Paul's suit. Paul grimaced in pain and tried to endure it. Maximo also took off his suit and tied it to Paul's injured leg.

“What blood is still out?” ask Samantha.

“I don't think.” Maximo felt no more blood coming out of Paul's wounds. “You can walk?” tanyanya.

“Can mr.” Paul's spirit is still great. He knew he couldn't die here.

“We will walk down this tunnel. It was about five hundred meters long. Be careful, because this road is not a paved road. The road is rocky and slippery. Take off your slippers and put on my shoes.” Maximo gives Samantha his shoes.

“You mean you'll be barefoot?” Samantha did not think.

“Just do what I tell you.” Maximo did not want rejection. Groping, Maximo put his shoes on Samantha's legs. While he chose to go barefoot. Samantha's heart throbbed softly, touched by the efforts of the man who is currently prioritizing her. Although he could not see Maximo's face, he was very sure that Maximo was in front of him and looked at him with anxiety.

“Wake up,” Maximo told Paul.

Samantha and Maximo immediately help Paul to stand up. Paul's left hand was wrapped around Maximo's neck, while Samantha walked to Paul's right. Paul limped because his feet could not be put on the ground. It hurt too much and could only bend.

Throughout the journey they passed through in silence, there was no meaningful sound other than Paul's occasional grimacing in pain.

It took about eleven minutes to reach the end of the tunnel. Out of the tunnel they found a slightly uphill road. After exiting, the street lights were bright enough to illuminate their steps towards the residence of Maximo. A few bodyguards immediately greeted them and brought Paul in. While Maximo and Samantha walked behind, catching up with them.

As she climbs the stairs, Samantha notices Maximo's dirty feet. He is quite frustrated with the efforts of Maximo who cares more about Samantha than himself. They got into the elevator and moments later arrived on the fourth floor.

“Clean your body, after that rest,” Maximo's message before he goes into his room. Samantha did not chim in and turned into Maximo's room.

“What's up?” asked the man who was looking at Samantha in confusion.

“I will help you clean your feet, after that I will go back to my room.” Samantha answered with great determination. Maximo looked at her hesitantly, but the girl instead entered first into the room whose door had just opened a little.

In the room, Samantha immediately took off Maximo's shoes. But thanks to the shoes his feet became protected from the rough surface of the rocky road.

“Sit on the toilet, I'll check your feet,” the girl who was wetting the towel with warm water.

Maximo can only obey. He sat on the toilet seat while watching Samantha busy herself. The girl took off the toilet hose and flushed Maximo's feet with the water she drained from the faucet. Slowly the ground on Maximo's feet began to erode the water and Samantha could see Maximo's legs had wounds in some parts. It seemed like this man stepped on a sharp pebble that tore through the skin layer of his foot.

After no more ground covered Maximo's legs, Samantha rubbed Maximo's feet with a wet towel. He blew it slowly and gave the wound medicine.

“Take off your shirt and take a bath to be fresh,” he said despite remaining focused on Maximo's wounds.

Maximo took off one by one the buttons until they were all dated. Her attention remained on Samantha with her gentle demeanor while taking care of her leg wounds. That shirt he just threw away, away from him.

"Since when can you use a weapon?" I wonder if I don't ask. He thought Samantha's threat was just a bluff. Tippi in fact, this girl is quite adept at using weapons even right on her target even though the surrounding conditions are dark.

"Since I realized that I can't depend my salvation on anyone else." Samantha sounds sarcastic.

"The more I want to know from you, Sam." Maximo said seriously.

"Let's know until you're satisfied." Samantha stared at Maximo for a while before then returning busy with caring for Maximo's injuries.

Interesting, Maximo thought. Yes, this girl is indeed very interesting and fun when teasing him. "My client came off with her pants?” It's one of Maximo's ways to tease Samantha.

“Depending on your habits while showering, wearing pants or taking them off.” Take it easy samantha chimed in.

Maximo smiled faintly at Samantha's reply. He took off the clasp, zipped his pants and lowered them down. Once below, Samantha helps take it off. Maximo's body was not wrapped in a single thread.

“Your wounds have been treated, after bathing, I will give him wound medicine again.” The girl moved from her place without looking at Maximo who had been looking at her curiously.

“Samantha,” call Maximo when the girl is about to leave.

“Ya?” the beautiful girl turned around and looked at Maximo without hesitation.

“Can help me for other things?”

“For example?” Samantha walked over to Maximo.

“I can't take my soap because my wound medicine hasn't dried.” This guy is good at making excuses.

Samantha doesn't chim. He took the soap in one corner of the bathroom and went back to Maximo. Not only that, it unhesitatingly sat on Maximo's lap facing the man.

“Karen you helped me protect my legs, then I will help you until you are done,” he said. Maximo was curious as to what this girl would do.

He spilled the liquid soap on Maximo's chest and went down to his stomach. Swiping Maximo's chest in a circular and slow motion and then gave him a little water. Maximo just smiled at what Samantha was doing and he enjoyed it.

“I also want to lighten your load.” The man took the initiative to remove the zipper on the back of Samantha's body. Samantha did not protest. He let Maximo do what he wanted. After Samantha's clothes were taken off, she rubbed the soap on Samantha's back gently and carefully. They looked passionately as if they understood each other's needs. It wasn't long until he pulled Samantha's body closer to her.

Samantha was stunned as she felt her core meet a blunt object that barged in just like that. Maximo held onto Samantha's slender waist and made her turn slightly slowly. The man gasped as Samantha's core body completely fused with her core.

The girl did not refuse as Maximo grabbed her nape and******* her lips gently and occasionally a little brutal. Not until there, Maximo's nose and lips sip every point on his woman's neck, lau down to the chest.

"Max.." Samantha's voice rang out full of excitement.

"Yes, I enjoy it, Sam." Maximo's voice whispered in Samantha's ear, which he occasionally sipped and bit him a week. Samantha responded with water all over her body. They enjoy a dance together that occasionally makes both moaning and moaning enjoy when there is an electric shock that travels all over his body and makes both twitch.

Several times until then Samantha collapsed in the arms of Maximo who was still panting to enjoy the rest of the passion that has not completely subsided.

“You are very good at taking care of me, Sam,” praise Maximo on his breath that gasps.

Samantha did not chim in, she still enjoyed as she hugged Maximo's burly body which often made her blood boil. The smell of sweat that feels sweet when he kisses.

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