Blackmailed by the Mafia Boss

“I will get tested,” he said.

“You will?”

“I keep my word.”

“My father won’t get hurt?”

He cupped her pussy, making her stop. “I’ve promised you so long as you keep me entertained, your father will not be hurt.” He stroked a finger between her folds to find her wet. He liked that.

Sliding deep into her pussy, he felt how tight she was. Adding a second finger, he began to pump to his own pace.

“Watch me,” he said. “Watch my hand.” He moved his hand out. “You’re so wet. You want a nice, hard dick, don’t you?”

She didn’t answer as he pushed two fingers back into her cunt.

He heard her gasp, and he didn’t stop as he worked his fingers, drawing them up to play with her clit, and moving back down to fuck her.

Gino wanted to pound her pussy, and soon, he would. First, he wanted to play with her. By the time he sank his dick into her tight cunt, she was going to be begging for him to take her.

He removed his fingers from her pussy and stood up.

Taking her hand, he helped her out of the bathroom. This room was placed at the highest point within his home. He’d done it on purpose. She couldn’t leave, as the only escape was out of the window. There was no chance of her ever finding freedom unless he granted it, and he had no intention of doing that.

As they sat on the edge of the bed, straight across from them, there was a mirror.

“Come here.”

He liked how she wanted to fight his instruction, but to do so would result in a punishment. Part of him hoped she tested him. The last thing he wanted was an empty toy. He wanted her to push, to fight, to show him he’d not made a fucking mistake.

She moved toward him and he took her hand, spinning her around and sitting her on the edge of the bed, putting her legs on either side of his, spreading her open.

“Look at yourself,” he said.

He gripped her chin, forcing her to look at the two of them. She couldn’t avert her gaze as he held her.

The lips of her pussy were open, and he saw her clit, swollen. She was so ready to be fucked.

This woman was surprising him. He liked that as he could help control all of this.

“This looks like a pussy that wants my dick, Avery.”

She moaned as he stroked over her delicate flesh. Her arousal surprised and excited him. He slid two fingers in deep and added a third, pumping in and out.

“You’re so tight.”

“Please,” she said.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

She didn’t answer.

He attempted to pull his fingers from her, but she caught his wrist, halting him.

“Please, don’t stop.”

“You want to come?”

“Yes.”

Of course she did. Who wouldn’t want to? He smiled as he pulled his fingers out of her cunt and started to strum her clit.

She tensed up, arching against his hand, wanting him.

He loved to see her fall apart. When she looked to be close to coming, he moved down, finger-fucking her again, driving her wild.

Each time he stopped, preventing her from coming, she’d release this little growl that was the cutest and sexiest sound in the world. It didn’t stop him from working her body though. With his free hand, he caressed her tits, teasing over each nipple before pinching the hard buds. She cried his name, and hearing as it echoed around the room took every ounce of strength he possessed not to throw her to the bed and fuck her.

The time for taking her would come, but he wanted to anticipate each and every step. This was his first toy, and he meant to use her for his own pleasure.

She begged and pleaded with him. Only when he couldn’t take it anymore, did he let her come. When she did, it was a sight to behold. She gave him everything. Her body shook, and he watched her cunt as it tightened. He couldn’t wait to bring her to orgasm with his dick balls deep inside her.

With the last few ripples of pleasure started to subside, he kissed her shoulder, removing his hands and putting her to the bed.

She spread her legs a little wider, and he chuckled.

“Have a good night, Avery.” He stepped away from the bed in all of his naked glory. His dick was impossibly hard. It was to the point of pain, but he didn’t give a shit. He wasn’t going to do anything tonight.

His dick didn’t have control of him; he did.

“But, what about you?” she asked.

“My time will come.”

With that, he left the bedroom, flicking the lock into place. He stood by the door, waiting, expecting something.

When he took her out of the room, he’d need to get some cameras installed. Owning Avery had taken an interesting turn, and now he couldn’t wait to learn everything about her.