Chapter 90 : I Am Your Whore, Daddy
Chapter 90: I Am Your Whore, Daddy
Sophie
Adriano bent me over the counter. It had been one week since we had that dinner at one of their secret restaurants. I still blush profusely, remembering what had happened that day.
“Regular spanking.” He muttered, flipping my shirt up.
“Best idea Luciano has had so far.” He rubbed my ass with his hand while I trembled against the cold counter. He ripped off my panties.
“Lacy panties, what a naughty little girl you are, kitten.” He rubbed my bare ass.
“Nothing for me, okay?”
“Yes, daddy.” I whispered. His hand came down strongly on my ass and I cried out, trying to get away but he grabbed my hands and pinned them to the small of my back with one hand.
“Count,” he ordered.
“One,” I whispered. His hand came down again at the same spot which targeted the fleshy part of my ass, he rubbed the pain in as I counted.
“T..two.”
He spanked me again at the same spot, I got on my tiptoes, wincing as tears filled my eyes.
“T…three.” I didn't forget to count.
“Naughty little girl.” His three fingers pushed into my hole, stretching me up.
“So fucking wet, I will fuck this pussy good when I am done with your ass.” He promised as his hand came down in a series of spanks and I counted them out loud, my voice trembling so bad and the tears fell freely from my eyes.
His hand came down again quickly three more times and this time I screamed in pain, sobbing when he rubbed it and feeling the wetness leaking out of me.
“Ten,” I counted.
“Thanks daddy for disciplining you, kitten.” He said and I sniffed.
“Thank you, d..daddy.”
“Good girl, you are my good girl, okay?”
“Okay, Daddy.” I whispered as he kept rubbing my ass.
“Will you be a good girl for me and bot make any sound when I fuck you?” He asked.
“I want you to be very quiet, kitten. Can you do that for daddy?” I gulped, I didn't know if I could do that.
“Yes, daddy.” I whispered because I needed him to touch me. I was burning between my legs.
“I won't be nice if you make any sound, baby.” His fingers slammed into me and I gasped quietly.
“I may do something really bad.”
He fucked me with his finger, moving in and out with a fast pace and my legs stiffened. I got on the tip of my toes, feeling his fingers curled deeper inside me. I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming out aloud.
“That is my good little whore. You like my fingers in your little pussy, huh?”
“Yes, daddy.” My thighs were trembling so bad and my whole body was on fire with the effort of keeping quiet and his pounding fingers pushing me towards the edge.
He inserted another finger, making it three and moving them in and out at a fast pace. I was so close, so freaking close and just when I was about to cum, he pulled his fingers out but I didn't get time to beg as he slammed his dick into me and I screamed. He grabbed my throat, pulling me up against his clothes body as he pounded in and out of me. His one hand gripping my hips in a bruising grip, keeping my back arched up as he drove into me relentlessly. I was on the tip of my toes, screaming as his dick made me spasm.
“Someone can't keep her pretty little mouth shut.” His hand tightened on my neck, his dick hitting a delicious spot inside me which made me jump and scream with every thrust.
“I will need to punish you now, kitten.” He set his chin on my head, his thrust never stopping only speeding up as he ripped my shirt off me. He let go of my hip and mauled at my breasts, pulling at my nipples till I screamed and cried against him. I was so close to an orgasm.
“Cum,” the other came without him stopping. I cum, shuddering, screaming and clenching around him at the same time he slapped my breasts hard, something that pushed me closer to the edge again.
“Cum again.” He pinched my hurt nipples sharply as I cum again on his dick and he kept pounding into me with no sign of stopping.
“Are you my whore?” He asked and I nodded my head, wincing as he continued slapping my already throbbing breasts. He was so brutal, so rough and every part of my body screamed with pain and pleasure. He chuckled.
“I need the fucking words, whore. I know my dick is distracting you but you need to answer your daddy.” He struck my breasts, pulling at the nipples till I sobbed.
“I..I am your whore, daddy.”
He pounded harder and if fueled by my words, I sobbed trying to get his hands away from my beasts but it wasn't possible. He had full control over me, he squeezed the heck out of my nipples as if claiming them.
“Cum, my fifty little slut. Show me how good daddy is fucking that your little pussy.”
I cum the third time, sobbing so loudly and I was so sure everyone in the mansion was hearing me. He fucked so many orgasms out of me and by the end of it, I was sobbing into my hands. He pulled out of me and threw the condom away before picking up and sitting me down on the counter. I looked at him with blurry eyes, expecting there to be tenderness which he always held after anything sexual but his expression was amused and that means he wasn't done with me.
“Lay back.” He ordered and gently pushed on my shoulder and laid on the cold counter, blinking up at him and more tears escaping my eyes.My pussy, my breasts and my ass felt like they were on fire and I could only imagine how sore I would be in the morning. I was used to pain because of continuous physical abuse from my school otherwise I would not have been able to walk in the morning. He pressed my knees up and spread them.
“Hold them like this.”
He walked somewhere and came back with something I was familiar with. A butt plug, but it was bigger than the one I had worn the last time. This one was bigger.
“I..is that a real ruby?” The question left my mouth before I could stop it. There was a red stone at the end of the plug. He smirked, snapping open the bottle of lube.
“What do you think?”
It was real. He pushed his one lubricated finger into me and I gasped in discomfort. He hushed me gently as he inserted another finger, moving them in and out gently while I whimpered at the intrusion. Finally, he pressed the plug there and I winced.