HURACIO
Katalina hugged my head and wrapped her legs around my waist. She suddenly became hysterical and no matter how I tried, she wouldn’t let go.
“Katalina!” I yelled, trying to push her away so I could get a grip and dislodge her. It was like a Koala hugging a tree, and very awkward. She was surprisingly tenacious.
Exasperated, I stopped trying to push her and just dipped my hand into her pussy. She was wearing nothing, so I had easy access.
“No, no.!”
The moment I touched her, she screamed louder, let go, and tried to get away. I grabbed her, dragged her to the small bed in the room, and quickly chained her to it.
“What are you doing?” She screamed in panic, looking around the room. As her eyes started darting around the room, her breathing became rough. The more she saw, the wilder her eyes got.
The moment she realized what was happening. Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
“You.. you… You are… ” she became incoherent.
“Yes. And from henceforth, you are my little pet. Look around, this is where you will be staying until you learn to be obedient.” I smirked.
“Huracio, this is wrong. You can’t do this to me! I am not a pet. I don’t want to be a pet.” She yelled in panic. Tears cascaded her cheeks like a torrent of water. She yanked her chained hands frantically, inadvertently injuring her wrists. Seeing them turn red, I got angry.
“Stop!” I snapped at her.
Seeing my rage, she instantly calmed down and just glared defiantly at me.
“From now on, no one is allowed to hurt you without my permission. You are also not allowed to hurt yourself. I will treat your wrists, but if you hurt yourself again, I will make you wish you were dead. I will show you the true meaning of pain. Do you understand?”
“…”
Intentionally manipulating my voice to sound dreadful, I glared straight into her eyes, enunciating each word, making sure they drilled into her stubborn head. She shivered and fell into a daze. I had to smack her cheeks to wake her up.
“Do you understand?”
“…”
Still unable to answer, she blinked and nodded. The tears didn’t stop, making her pathetic, yet alluring. The urge to protect and possess her gripped me. Swallowing hard, I ignored my needs and continued.
I smacked her cheeks again. “Good girl.”
I grabbed her legs, spread them out, and swiftly chained them to the ankle chains from under the bed.
When she saw the chains, she wanted to wriggle free, but I gripped her tightly, inflicting pain on her ankle. She hissed, sniffed, and glared.
So cute…
“Hold still,” I growled.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked more out of curiosity than fear.
Knowing that she had caught on, I smiled and walked over to a shelf by the wall. I grabbed two boxes and a tube. One had a remote-controlled clit stimulator, while the other had a pink spanker, while the lube was a moisturizer. Adding scissors, I carried everything to the bed and placed them on a nearby stand.
“What are those?” She sniffed with a slightly trembling voice, but her curiosity was stronger.
“This is your punishment for biting my tongue.”
I walked over, got on the bed, and knelt in between her legs. When I tried to lift her nightie, she tried to clamp her legs together, but the restraints on her ankles made it impossible.
I slowly started cutting her night dress, shocking her.
“What are you doing? Stop! Stop!” She became frantic…
It was at this moment, she finally realized that she was in a situation.
Fear came back into her bright, foxy eyes, and they quickly became teary again.
“No. No. Stop it. You promised not to do that to me. You promised.” She cried.
Twitching my mouth, I ignored her and continued cutting until I had enough for a good grip. I then grabbed both sides of the cutting and yanked them apart. A tearing sound filled the room. Her pale skin, smooth like jade, filled my sight. Her labia was so pretty and dainty.
I once regretted promising to let her come ask me for it, but after finding out that she was a virgin, that regret evaporated. The best time to train a pet is when they are still green. Everything she will know about sex will come from me. By the time I am done with her, she won’t be able to live without my permission. To train her into the perfect pet, I am willing to wait for the moment she comes crawling, begging for the forbidden fruit…
Katalina’s pussy was soft, and to my surprise, it was a little slippery.
Did she like being manhandled?
“You seem a little wet?” I teased her, sniffing my finger. It smelled so good.
“What do you mean? I am not wet.” She looked away and her ears turned red.
I don’t know what I did, but something I did turned her on. That was shocking.
I put a little lube on my finger and started rubbing it against her clit. I thought she would start crying again, but she just averted her face, hiding her expression.
Yes, she was aroused. Though she tried to stay still, her waist moved with my hand. Sometimes, following, and sometimes, retreating.
Once I got all the moisture in, I picked up the spanker.
“What do you want to do? Please don’t hit me with that.” She sniffed.
“Every time you hit me, I will always bring you here and do this to you. Remember, you desert this.”
Smack!
I brought down the spanker on her pussy.
“Aww!” She yelped and her waist shot up. Her face grimaced and she glared at me.
Smack, smack, smack…!
Alternating between her pussy and her inner thighs, I repeatedly spanked her. Five spanks on the pussy, and two on each inner thigh. Each smack was as soft and gentle as a pat on the cheeks, but her pussy was soft and moisturized, therefore, it stung.
With continuous gentle smacks, the stings spread and became painful. Though it was painful, there was a hint of pleasure there. Her clit was also being hit, causing it to be greatly stimulated.
Tears slid down her face, her waist was wiggling, and she was caught between pain and arousal.
“Huracio, please. Please stop. I will never hit you again. Please.” She cried.
When she saw that I wasn’t going to listen, she cursed me out.
“Bastard, fucking pervert. No wonder my Mum ran. You are an animal. I hate you. I hate you!”
Her curses and pleas were mixed with moans and sobs. It was extremely erotic. I got hard and brought out my cock. When she saw it, she glitched and choked. Overtaken by sporadic whoppings, her eyes grew wild in shock.
“Do you like it? Is Kelvin this big? If you behave, this will all be yours.” I chuckled, knowing she found me creepy.
“Don’t bring that near me!” She screamed.
Beep beep.
Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Salvatore. They found Helena’s traces and I had to leave.
I snorted, resisting the urge to smash the phone. I was about to get to the interesting part.
I quickly tucked my dick in and zipped up. I then picked up the clits stimulator. Fixed it on her pussy, and left it there. There was an iPad in the room. I picked it up and set the timer for the stimulator. It would massage her clits every five minutes, for 3 minutes. Long enough to turn her on, and short enough to keep her hanging. And if it fails to keep her stimulated, it would at least piss her the hell off for the next one hour.
Once I was done, I headed out. She screamed and cursed, but I ignored her.