Page 16 of The Sicilian Bastard
Luciano
Istalked away from Araceli's room as if the hounds of hell were on my heels. I only meant to take her back and tie her to the bed, but the beast inside of me said I needed to mark her. Claim her. Make her mine. I shook my head to clear it as I stalked downstairs. Araceli was not mine. She was here to be my sex slave. Someone to use and abuse until I got tired of her. Then I could work her out of my system and toss her back to Vegas with a check in hand. My wildfioreneeded training before anything else. Today, would be the perfect day to break her.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bite of food. I was going to need nourishment for what I had planned for the woman handcuffed to the bed. Once I had my fill, I went back to my room. My siblings called it more of a lair, but I thought the warehouse was more a lair for me than my bedroom. I knew I should hit the streets and try to track down information on the Russians. I couldn't seem to keep my mind from wandering to the morsel in my bed. It would be better for business if I played with her for a bit and then went back to work when Agosto got back into town. I assumed he needed a few days to get his affairs in order before taking over operations here. Vito, Eunji, Nicolo, and Rosalina were all going to be gone on a month-long excursion. I would take that time to play with Araceli and then I would let her go. If she proved more trouble than she was worth, I'd kill her. Simple.
I collected the tools I would need and left them in front of the bedroom she was staying in. I wanted the element of surprise. I ran back downstairs and fixed a tray of cold cuts and cheese. I grabbed five bottles of water and a large blanket. Once done, she would need space to rest.
I entered the bedroom and went back and forth with all the materials I needed. Araceli tried sitting up in bed so she could see everything I was doing, to no avail. The most she could do was lift her head while she lay on her side turned towards me.
"What are you doing?" she piped from the bed.
I ignored her and kept setting up everything I needed. This would be easier in my bedroom, but if I moved her, I ran the risk of her running away from me. I also ran the risk of her trying to kill me in my sleep. It was much better to build what I needed around her. Good thing we had servants who were seen and not heard. They were all loyal or afraid to talk. Tell them what you wanted and they got it done.
She's naked and covered in my cum. How I wanted her, but it wasn't enough. I stripped off my clothes and folded them on the chair in the corner of the room. It was going to get messy.
I approached the headboard and moved her cuffs around so I could deal with her body without a big fight on my hands.
"Get on your hands and knees," I commanded. She blinked at me in confusion. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "The longer it takes you to do what I say, the more it's going to hurt,fiore."
She snapped up and changed her position to doggy style. I grabbed the lube and smeared it on her backside.
"Have you ever had anyone back here,fiore?" I asked her while roughly sticking a finger into her little hole.
She shook her head no and I chuckled. I saw the moan she bit back as she stuffed some of the sheets in her mouth, her back sheened with sweat.
"You can change that answer now." I proceeded to fuck her ass with two fingers. I stretched it to the limitations. Her tears were my fuel. I licked them off her face. I made a V shape with my fingers and sawed in and out while adding lube to her hole, making it slick. Once her puckered bud was soft and pliant beneath my fingers, I knew it was time to move on. It was showtime.
"It looks like you need some training. I have brought a few toys that will help with that. The first is going to be posture. I couldn't help but notice you always slouching. If you want to survive my world, you need to stand, sit, and even lie with the attitude of a queen."
I lubed up the device that I had and let loose a feral grin. I pressed my hand on her lower back until she lowered completely on the bed. I kept pressing until she was flat, then I stretched her legs apart. It was a similar position to what I'd put her in last night, and my cock was throbbing at the mere sight. But this was training, so there wouldn't be a pleasure, not yet.
I worked the hook into her smaller hole. She grunted and whined but didn't outright cry or scream. Good. She could turn into a pain slut for me. I kept working until I knew it had slid in past her pubic bone. My body shuddered, thinking about my cock being that far deep inside of her. Her back arched away from me and I knew she was feeling tender. I added a tad bit more lube to be on the safe side. I wanted her to hurt a little, not break. Anything anally ran the risk of breaking a toy before it was ready. Now it was time to position her.
Since Araceli's hair was long, I decided to use that as my anchor. I pulled her upright and she whimpered. If I didn't know any better, I would think she was either an anal virgin or she hadn't done anal on a regular. This was too much for her. I frowned at the mere thought of concern. She was my slut to do with as I pleased.
I put my knees in the middle of her back as I lifted her upright. That way she knew to stick her tits out in this position. "You will assume this position any time you hear that door open. If you don't assume it and assume it right, you will be sorry."
Her entire body shivered. I hoped it was from fear. If not, I would have to work harder on being the monster under her bed. She squirmed, causing the ball to move, and her tiny yelp sent tingles straight to my cock. I wanted to do a more advanced position, but I knew I needed to take my time. The last time I got carried away, my toy broke, and I had to toss it back.
Araceli was shivering against the front of my body. It was intriguing. I caressed her breasts as I slid my hands down the front of her body and felt between her legs. She was soaked. I pulled my hand away so she could see her juices dripping off me. Before I could suck them off, she leaned forward and licked my hand. She groaned at the stretch in her ass from moving. She wasn't supposed to move. It turned me on that she was a little bratty. I wanted to beat it out of her.
I took my hand and reared back. I slammed down so hard on her ass, it jiggled, causing the ball inside to rub against her. She moaned and pressed her back up against me and my hard cock. Well shit. This was unexpected. Now all I wanted to do was unhook everything and shove my cock up her ass.
Why can't you?the devil on my shoulder whispered in my ear. I shook my head, trying to clear it. Fuck, I needed to train her, not fuck her. Not yet. She didn't deserve my cock yet.
"You like that, littlefiore?" I rubbed my nose against her throat.
Her pulse was racing. Her breath hitched. She was panting. Her nipples were hard and I flicked them roughly. No light petting for my toy. No, she needed to get used to me not treating her nice. She was so wet for me. I couldn't stop myself.
I unwrapped the rope from her hair and pulled the anal hook and ball out of her backside. She stayed still, not perfectly, but I could see her naughty fingers rubbing at my pussy. Mine. Not hers. That was my pussy she was playing with and I was going to punish her.
"That's not your pussy, fiore," I rasped. My voice was scratchier than a smoker who went through an entire pack in a few hours from stress.
"It feels so good," she moaned.
I tsked and smacked her ass again. "Hands off," I commanded.
She ignored me. She rubbed harder. I had to pry her fingers out of my pussy. Yeah, I needed to teach her a lesson. I had the perfect one. I gripped her wrists in one hand and belted the leather restraint onto her tiny wrists. I strung her up like a gift. Her legs were strapped to the sides of the bed. She was about to fight and I was going to love every second of it.
