My neck hurt and I could feel and unusual breeze on my chest. I looked down to realise that I had been stripped naked. Not only that but my hand had b...en stretched above my head tied to the bracket in the ceiling where the heavy bag had been. The heavy bag was now sitting in the corner of the room.I tried to move my hands, but it was no use. Whoever they were, they had tied them pretty tight. The more I moved my hands the more they hurt. I gave up. I stood there for about five minutes before. I’m obviously drunk as fuck.’ His lips quirk. ‘Really? I hadn’t noticed.’ ‘I guess it was just my stunning conversation and infectious laugher that lead you here.’ ‘And that ass.’ I laugh out loud as I clutch my sides. Em slaps my back. ‘Don’t choke.’ I look up at Leo through bleary eyes. There’s a lopsided grin on his face. The guy is just too much. Funny, hot, considerate. ‘Serial killer?’ ‘Only Coco Puffs. Can’t stand the other stuff.’ Witty? Check! ‘I’m a Lucky Charms girl myself.’. It didn't seem like he liked her answer but accepted it. He stood back up, rammed into her hard a few more times and then pulled out as he spun her around on her back on the table. He grabbed her head and shoved his cock back in her mouth, fucking in and out a few times before driving it all the way in and clearly cumming in her mouth. The whole time he was in her mouth, she was turned with her legs open and I had the perfect HD view from the camera from her high heels, right up between her. It sounds insane, excessive. But Monster really was that dangerous. He was a true natural; he was gifted in the same sense, and at the same level that a gold medal Olympic athlete is gifted. Reflexes, speed, precision, focus. Imagine the average guy using a lap pool suddenly dropping into a race with Michael Phelps. That’s the difference. Except his “event”, his skill set was very, very anti-social.One of the team snipers had given the iconic description of Monster: “Shooting Monster between.