“Ready?”
“Yes, Sir,” I respond, but my body trembles, not from fear but anticipation. But the sting doesn’t come and I’m confused. Then I feel it. The cool liquid I can only guess is lube being trickled on my puckered entrance. “Oh God!” The words are out before I can stop them and I’m awarded with a harsh swat of his hand. Biting my lip to keep from screaming out, I shut my eyes and breathe through my nose.
He starts teasing my ass with an index finger, slowly and gently, but it has my body prickling and sizzling. I feel a second finger then. It enters me and he continues his ministrations, scissoring me open. Readying me.
Silence sits heavy around and I’m tempted to beg. Or plead. But I know it will earn me punishment. Once I’m squirming and pushing back against his fingers, he pulls them from me. A second later, cool metal meets the forbidden entrance. A butt plug. He works it in, as if he’s scared of hurting me, and as soon as it pops past the tight ring of muscle, he growls.
“That’s going to be my cock soon, Raina.”
The leather whip whooshes and then the bite comes. It’s a cat o’ nine tails and each leather strap hits various parts of my thighs, ass, and pussy. Keeping silent is becoming difficult, but I bite down on my lip. Another swat and another. Every inch of my body is alight. Needy. My pussy is soaked, drenched with need for him to take me. But he continues his torture. In my head, I count twelve, but I can’t be certain because when he finally drops the whip, I’m floating above myself.
A buzzing sound startles me, but his hands massage my ass that’s hot from the lashes. “So fucking beautiful with my mark on your creamy skin. And your cunt, it’s wet. So fucking wet. But if you come, I’ll punish you. Do you hear me?” he warns.
“Y-ye-yes, S-sir…” I hiss through clenched teeth.
As soon as the words leave my lips, I’m impaled by a thick plastic dildo. That’s all it can be because it’s cold. Cool. Not a cock. Not Franco. My head spins out of control from the pleasure and pain. He rains down swat after swat on my red ass while I’m filled beyond anything I’ve ever experienced. “I need your ass, Rai,” he growls.
I’m still full when he tugs the butt plug and before I have time to miss the feeling, Franco drives into my ass so deep I can’t be quiet anymore. I cry out so loudly, I’m beyond pain, I’m in subspace. I’ve heard of it, but never knew it existed. I thought it wasn’t real.
“Good girl. Feel me. Ground yourself to me,bella,” he murmurs but doesn’t stop his assault on my ass. My pussy clenches around the dildo and my ass squeezes his cock. I know this because he tells me. He spanks me. He drives into me. He claims me. He fucks me. He owns me.
My body is boneless; my mind is soaring above us. Watching two people connect and fuck like animals, but this is what I need. What my body craves.
Suddenly, he grips my hips and bites out, “I’m going to fill your little ass, baby.” With each word, he drives in and out, in and out. “I’m going to mark every inch of your beautiful skin.” His fingers dig painfully into my hips and I know he’s marking every inch of my skin. “You are mine, Rai, all fucking mine.”
He grunts. I nod.
He plunges. I cry out.
“Come for me,bella,” he roars and as his body locks, mine shudders. My eyes roll back in my head. I can’t get a grip on anything. My throat hurts. Burns from screaming. Tears stream down my face. And I splinter. I shatter. And he’s there to hold me as warm jets of his release fill me.
* * *
The party downstairsis in full force, with the thump of the bass vibrating through the walls, through me. A harsh swat on my ass silences me. That’s when I hear the soft sounds of his slacks and boxers being pushed down. I hear the foil being torn by sharp teeth. And then I’m filled. A thick cock inside my tight body and his fingers on my hips.
Lucio is finally claiming what is his. And I’m lost in the bliss of his touch, his lips. He kisses my neck, and bites down gently. I’ve dreamed of this for so long, and now it’s happening.
“Is this what you wanted, Raina?” His smooth voice is a whisper, a gentle rasp. My head spins as the pain slowly subsides. Even though it still hurts having him inside me, I welcome the pain. He waited till I was eighteen.
My dirty secret.
My dark desire.
He is mine for in this moment. There is nothing else that matters right now. He is mine. And I am his. I always have been. He just took longer to realize it.
“Yes, Lucio.” My murmur is tinged with desire, filled with guilt, but my body, the traitorous bitch, is needy. Wet for the bad man who hides in the shadows before me.
“You’re going to be an asset to me. You, little principessa.” He groans while his hands grip my ass. His voice is huskier, deeper than usual.
“Why me?”
Without answering, he tugs my head back, allowing a whimper to fall from my lips. “Because your tight little eighteen-year-old cunt is delicious. And, when Moretti comes for you, I’ll know deep down I’ve had you first.” I’m confused. I’ve never met this person he mentioned.
“What—”
“I’ll fuck you every day if I have to. So when he slides inside you, and no doubt he will, you’ll have had me first,” he bites out as I fist the sheets, taking his brutal attack.
I moan and whimper. His drives press me into the mattress. “I don’t—”