“Don’t kill me, I will do anything you want.” She begged clasping her hands together while her heart pound loudly in her chest. Alejandro had never been this furious at her even when she claimed to be his girlfriend. The look on his face told her he was not leaving her unpunished today.
“Of course, you will do what I want and kill you.”
She was still looking at him with confusion and begging for mercy with her eyes that she didn’t even have time to digest his words before he grabbed her by the neck tightly and pushed her toward his ensuite.
“Please, my lord.” She screamed after him with her heart banging in her ribcage with full force. Her death was sure today, no way he was leaving her unpunished today. What about her mother? Oh fuck. Her scream increased at the thought Of that. She went silent when her face slammed against the cold ties turning her scream to a whimper. The pain from her face transferred to all her body causing a loud wince to escape from her as a protest. She whimpered loudly with his knees pressed against her body rendering her powerless. The loud buckling of his belt missed with her loud thumping heart sounded like a deadly song to her ear. Her brain registered what he would do to her and her body fall limp, she could never be ready for this.
She felt his hard member at her arsehole and her body tensed, she writhed out of his hold finding a way to escape but a loud smack on her asscheeks quiet her down. Every breath became a struggle, a battle against the invisible weight that pressed upon her chest. The air felt thick, instilled with overpowering energy that constricted her lungs, leaving her gasping for oxygen. Panic nibbled on her as his member hardened more than before. She regretted her actions which consequence wanted to turn her into this. Shame, guilt, and every other feeling build up in her right now and tears rolled out of her eyes.
She whimpered at the rough grab of her neck as he made her bend, he yanked her dress up and tore her underwear aggressively. He could feel her fear building up just the way he loved it. He was not in the mood for punishing her like but seemed she would never learn.
Without warning or prepping her. He slammed into her arsehole with full force and a loud vibrating yelp left her mouth. She shivered against his hold as he hold her tight by her neck and pressed her face against the wall.
He pumped into her hole, stretching her wide with his size. She cried jerking vastly from his hold.
“Will you add salt to coffee again?” The question came out from him with a loud smack against her ass, her ass bounced back which cause a groan to leave his mouth and his cock hardened inside her, he kept fucking and spanking when he need to see how her ass bounce back.
She shouted and her mouth hung open. No, no, she can’t take his full length at all.
His member curved before he dived in again aggressively tearing her hole.
“Gosh! You are so tight.” He groaned and he pursed inside her and resumed pumping again.
“Won’t you answer me?” He grunted when she carved his member in, he smacked her asscheeks making her release him with a loud yell. He grabbed her waist as he slammed her body against his, he grunt enjoying this more than anything. He held her waist with one hand as his hand palmed her boobs. “Gosh! This feels good.” He grunted fisting her boobs as he slammed into her hard.
She shook her head unable to use her words. Every pump into her body was like a life was being taken out of her body. She was dying slowly with his aggressive pump. This was not a pleasure, it was nothing but a pain. She moaned painfully when he hit a spot again, she could feel every stretch, she could feel him at her stomach, and when he curved inside her with a grunt and she let out a painful shout.
His balls hardened as he pulsed inside her jerking as he explode every drop of him in her, his eyes caught something on the back of her neck and he stiffed.
A rose tattoo that the heir of her family has, he was sure the male-only have it in their family how come she had one? He pulled out of her immediately and moved away from her. She fell to the ground as she shook visibly on the floor, he could tell she was crying with how her shoulders shook extremely.
He stared at her feeling nothing but great disdain for her knowing she was Dario’s heir annoyed him more than knowing she was his daughter. The bastard purposely hid her away knowing he was coming that day.
Well too bad for his stupid dead body, his daughter was now under his roof as his sex slave maybe that thought calmed his nerves a bit.
He sighted her on the floor sobbing quietly and anger build up in him. How could she still be there? What was she waiting for? His pity? He scoffed, she would never get that. Her sob increased and he hissed. He watched with a smirk on his face as she drawled her knees to her chest and her whole body shook miserably.
He zipped his pants before prowling like a wild animal to her front. Her sob decreased noticing his presence. He crouched to her level and smirked like the devil he was.
He grabbed her hair and she winced, her eyes were red and puffy as they were fixed on the staring at the ground. He tugged her head closer to his and grabbed her jaw tightly making her stare at him.
His heart warmed seeing the fear in her eyes. Her eyes cowered with fear of him and he loved it because that was how it should be. He rolled his eyes at the way she tried to struggle out of his hold. When would she ever learn to be calm with him so she won’t go through all this pain?
“Clean the mess in my room and here before you left for your room and__” He trailed off studying her face if she was listening to him and hell save her cause God wasn’t associated with him, she looked like a puppy listening to her owner.
“If I saw a tiny stain, you will open your chest and give your heart to me by yourself cause you won’t like what I will do to you.” He noticed a big shudder that ran through her body and when he looked pleased that she heard him. He leave her chin and stalked out of the room to the pool to swim.
Jasira broke into a loud cry immediately after she heard the door close behind him. Her shoulders shook because of her loud wail, snort rolled out of her nose and she wiped it with the back of her hand and smeared it on her ruined clothes. The pain in every part of her body intensified as if they opened fire on her body.
Her feet wobbled as she tried to stand on her feet, the weight of her body was too heavy for her legs and she almost fell to the ground but she quickly grabbed the sink for help.
Her life reflected through her mind and she wondered how fast the night changed. She was just a mere waitress in a nightclub with a sick mother and now she was a sex slave to one of the biggest mafia lords in the mafia world. She was ashamed of herself, she couldn’t even look at herself in the mirror right now. Her mind kept bringing the disgusting sight to her, her screams were a nightmare to her existence, she just wanted to die right now so she could escape everything. Her chest burned with the pain of how she became this with no way out. She just want to be free. She wiped her tears away but they keep pouring out of her eyes.
She sighted her white torn pant on the floor and crouched to take it, painful cramps hit her between her legs and her arsehole and she winced painfully. How was she going to clean everywhere? she can not even stand very well, but his threat rang constantly in her ear. Despite the pain, she did everything he said she should.