Countless - S01 E56 (Story Episode)

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Countless - S01 E56 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 56

I smiled demurely at Beauty and moved closer to her. My plan was to sacrifice my lips by kissing her for some secs, and after getting her carried away, I will lunge sideways and switch off the light before Pretty even gets to react to the situation

But as closer as I get to her, Her rate of ugliness started affecting my mind as I couldn’t find the vigor to proceed with the plax

Where in the devils Play store did Beatrice downloaded this beasts? Chai! Ah don suffer today

I closed my eyes and bend my head down a bit to meet her lips. She reciprocated the kiss as she penetrated my mouth with her tongue

I opened my left eye and looked in Pretty’s direction. I could see bewilderment of ectasy written on her face. Just the exact result I wanted

Beauty wrapped her small arms around my head and limped her miniature but fat body up on my me and wrapped her legs around my waists. She feels so small in my arms. Am sure who ever gave birth to her would have definitely find it very easy in the delievery room

Our lip-lock proceeded gradually and I struggled to swallow the not-too-bad taste of her tongue and lips

Still with an open left eye, I watched Pretty stuck a finger in her p---y and placed the gun with the other hand on the divan chair. She rose up and pointed the finger she just withdrew from her p---y to my face beckoning me to suck on it

Over my shangoic insured body

Seeing the horror of whats about to happen, and with Beauty still lost in our kiss, I stretched my left hands swiftly towards the switch and the room became dark instantly

I disengaged myself from the liplock with Beauty and she landed heavily on the floor with a loud thud. She groaned and cursed me loudly in the darkness

“what just happened?” I could hear Pretty’s voice from the darkness

I adjusted my sight to the latest contrast of the room and was able to saw Pretty searching under the bed

“Pretty, on the light, that sonofabitch have twisted my ankle….I can’t move”. Beauty continued groan in the darkness

In a flash, I calculated my moves and marched towards the chair to pick the gun. I picked it and before I could turn around to switch on the light, I felt a heavy jab landed on my stomach followed by a punch on my nose as I bent down from the effect of the slap

I winced in pain as I staggered backwards to regain my stamina only to receive another heavy knock on my right ribs. I fell to the floor with the gun still held firmly in my hand and it took my eyes some seconds to subscribed into the darkness

Beauty was still on the floor. The silence in the room was disrupted by the ringing of my phone. I turned around swiftly and saw that the phone was closer to

Pretty than it was to me. She picked the phone and opened the back cover, she removed the battery and the room released another album with silence featuring darkness again

“switch on the light Pretty, I can’t move!” Beauty cried out and I saw Pretty moved towards the light switch

I managed to get up and regained my foot on the floor as the light came on

“oh boy, drop that gun!” Pretty ordered

“and why should I do that?” I smiled wickedly “you think am gonna let your collective ugly asses rapè me to death?…huh! Not in this life time bìtch” I said with an impious grin as I wiped the sweat forming on my forehead with the back of my left hand. The pain in my ribs was becoming less excruciating

I shifted my gaze to Beauty sitting on the floor with a doloured face. She held her right ankle and was rubbing it as she kept her face locked on mine

“now! You guys should listen to me very well,” I said with a tone of authority “you will open the door now and you will make use of your ugly eyes by watching me get out of this devil’s confinement…Or else, am gonna have to disengage your head from your neck with bullets!” my thunderous declaration was countered with an unexpected laughter from Pretty as she stepped closer to me. Even Beauty was laughing very hard despite the fact that she’s still injured on the ankle

“you think this is funny? Eh? You try me and watch how I will use this gun to raise the power of your dilapitated faces to square root of 10” I lashed out angrily and simultaneously pointed the gun at their irritating looks

Pretty let out a slight chuckle and stepped forward slowly towards me

“Stay where you are or you will be dead so fast, they won’t be ready for you in hell!” I threatened with a serious and determined tone with the gun still pointed at her face

She neglected my threats and stepped forward again

“Bìtch! I ain’t joking! Don’t try….”

“I can’t decide, is it boundless courage you have in that empty brain of yours or incorrigible stupidiy that you don’t know that the gun you are holding is a pure toy gun?” Pretty spoke outrightly as she walked closer to me and stood boldly infront of the gun and stared into my face unshakingly

What! Toy gun? Are you kidding me?

There’s no way am getting out of here alive if she’s rplan