“I want her,” He said and I couldn't help but notice how the Mafia’s eyes closely followed the young lady.
“The one in purple.” He added, ultimately qualifying his pick. He looked at her just the way he had lustfully scrutinized my naked body under the luminous bathroom light yesterday. The shame gushed through my body again, making me shudder. No one aside from my mother has ever seen me naked, at least not one I remember, talk more of the places he touched me– As much as I hated Vermont and being here, I wouldn't say I miss home or want to be there because home meant being Father's new sex toy and there's indeed nothing as dreadful as that. Gio brought her to our table. She wasn't all that pretty but she was tall. Her artificial lashes darted annoyingly, it made me frown. I didn't like to but I acknowledged how her hips curved graciously, her boobs, sufficiently bigger than mine. It was upsetting that Vermont would even prefer— I snapped out of my silly thoughts. Why did it provoke me? Provoke? No way! It didn't provoke me, I was merely unhappy about their sins. I consoled myself. ~ They didn't stop smooching and grinding each other which I successfully ignored until we were finally back at the mansion. As his bedroom was the only way to mine, I had no choice but to trail behind Vermont and his newly found pet. On getting to the master’s bedroom, I couldn't wait to disappear into my room–the inner room. Though it was nothing but a room stacked with chains, cuffs, and whips, I yearned to be fended by its walls. I had hastened my steps when his voice halted my tracks. “Where do you think you're going, pet?” His cold and grey eyes bored intently into mine that it made my knees wobble “To m-my room,” I managed to say, taking backward steps as he was closing the small gap between us. He didn't stop until my ass dropped to a nearby couch and his breath fanned my face. “No dearest. You would sit on this couch and watch me–” he paused, leaning dangerously close that his lips grazed my earlobe “–watch me lick, suck, and… fuck.” I could swear I felt my stomach churn, trying to retch the words that sprang into my ears.He's got to be kidding!
“What!?” “What?” He mocked with a sly smile. “I just want to see how long my righteous pet will stay dry down there.”A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET CHAPTER 1 72 hours ago… I observed my sister's unusually peaceful countenance as she lay on her bed to sleep.Right! It was past bedtime and Father wasn't home, which means she wouldn't have to accommodate his dick in her mouth or worse– ride him for a horrifically long time.I let out a sigh.“Eloise?”“What is it?” she responded rather blatantly “Let's leave here already,” I said for the Umpteempt time that evening. “Far away to… somewhere safe and free from all these. Father isn't home today, and you know it's an irregular chance.”Though Father has never made sexual advances towards me, every night he sexually molested Eloise, my older step-sister, I lay right here on my bed, petrified to death. Silently praying for it to end.Eloise threw me a death glare.“After what happened the last time?” she paused before adding a deafening “No!” It was about a year ago when I persuaded her to escape. We got caught by the territorial night guards and Fathe
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET CHAPTER 2Grace Being dragged roughly by these strange mafia men, barefoot and scantily clad didn't feel much better than being stuck with Father.This has to be the most horrible decision I've made in my entire twenty years.“Can you be more gentle? I can walk on my own.” I said trying to catch my breath as two brute-looking fellows dragged me and gave no sign of having heard me talk.Both were bald but one seemed taller and muscular while the other was rather fat and a few inches shorter.I was hurled carelessly into the back seat of a black SUV like a sack of grain and my head was met with a slam against a hard object, making me wince in pain.“owww!” I exclaimed.The two men ignored me, whispering something to each other that my brain couldn't decipher at that moment.My head throbbed even harder when I saw that the hard object that almost cracked my head open was another human’s head.I gasped, seeing a young man, cuffed and downright covered in blood.
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET Chapter 3 Grace For a prolonged time, I stood still under the shower, the freezing cold water attackingly washing over my body.An hour must have passed but I remained there. Too scared to face the awful sight of the inner room– as they call it.“Every woman who has come in here left either dead or at the brink of death.”Giovanni had said, vandalizing every hope I had in me.The inner room was a compartment in the mafia boss’s room, equipped with a horrifying amount of cuffs, chains, floggers, and belts hanging on the wall.There was an oversized bed lying right in the center of the large room, having shackles hanging from the ceiling down to the sheets.It was built for BDSM!If I died tonight, who’d save Eloise from Father? How’d we find mother?“Are you trying to kill yourself or are you just stupid?”I flinched as Vermont's voice jolted me out of my thoughts.He switched on the heater that I didn't even notice was there and walked into the shower space,
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET Chapter 4Grace I sat and watched Vermont make love to the Mexican lady. It wouldn't faze me, I thought.I had watched Father do the same to Eloise far too many times to be fazed by this one.It wasn't something new, but then, it was.What I was seeing was new and odd.The way he trailed soft kisses over her body, meticulously sucking and caressing her nipples was looking so pleasurable that for the first time ever, I wanted it for myself.They were inseparable as they went from the couch to the table and then to the bed. Moans filled the room, moans that mostly came from the Mexican lady. That, I've never witnessed. It was ardent.To make it worse, Vermont made eye contact with me way more than he did with the woman in his bed, causing a strange wetness between my thighs.I watched with unknowing interest how his wet tongue circled and played skillfully around her clit while she moved her hips in sync with his movements.After a while, he flipped her over,
VERMONTBlood oozed out, painting the white sheets crimson as I stood over her. Her small, fragile body lay still, and the knife I had plunged into her belly gleamed under the dim light, a reminder of the brutality I'd just inflicted. I sighed. The sound of her last whimper lingered in the room, filling my senses as though the air refused to let go of it. Her skin has already paled. It was my doing, my knife, my hand. This wasn't my first time, I should feel nothing.I was merely dominating my territory–But… a gnawing feeling twisted in my chest, a faint whisper of unease. I forced it down. Emotions are useless and I have no space for them in my world.This was a consequence of her stupid action. She’d been foolish to challenge me– to raise a weapon at me in my home. My kingdom. I merely dealt with her the only way I knew how— with violence. Yet, as I stared at her motionless form, my chest tightened. The door whooshed open behind me, Giovanni's voice cutting through
VERMONTBlood oozed out, painting the white sheets crimson as I stood over her. Her small, fragile body lay still, and the knife I had plunged into her belly gleamed under the dim light, a reminder of the brutality I'd just inflicted. I sighed. The sound of her last whimper lingered in the room, filling my senses as though the air refused to let go of it. Her skin has already paled. It was my doing, my knife, my hand. This wasn't my first time, I should feel nothing.I was merely dominating my territory–But… a gnawing feeling twisted in my chest, a faint whisper of unease. I forced it down. Emotions are useless and I have no space for them in my world.This was a consequence of her stupid action. She’d been foolish to challenge me– to raise a weapon at me in my home. My kingdom. I merely dealt with her the only way I knew how— with violence. Yet, as I stared at her motionless form, my chest tightened. The door whooshed open behind me, Giovanni's voice cutting through
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET Chapter 4Grace I sat and watched Vermont make love to the Mexican lady. It wouldn't faze me, I thought.I had watched Father do the same to Eloise far too many times to be fazed by this one.It wasn't something new, but then, it was.What I was seeing was new and odd.The way he trailed soft kisses over her body, meticulously sucking and caressing her nipples was looking so pleasurable that for the first time ever, I wanted it for myself.They were inseparable as they went from the couch to the table and then to the bed. Moans filled the room, moans that mostly came from the Mexican lady. That, I've never witnessed. It was ardent.To make it worse, Vermont made eye contact with me way more than he did with the woman in his bed, causing a strange wetness between my thighs.I watched with unknowing interest how his wet tongue circled and played skillfully around her clit while she moved her hips in sync with his movements.After a while, he flipped her over,
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET Chapter 3 Grace For a prolonged time, I stood still under the shower, the freezing cold water attackingly washing over my body.An hour must have passed but I remained there. Too scared to face the awful sight of the inner room– as they call it.“Every woman who has come in here left either dead or at the brink of death.”Giovanni had said, vandalizing every hope I had in me.The inner room was a compartment in the mafia boss’s room, equipped with a horrifying amount of cuffs, chains, floggers, and belts hanging on the wall.There was an oversized bed lying right in the center of the large room, having shackles hanging from the ceiling down to the sheets.It was built for BDSM!If I died tonight, who’d save Eloise from Father? How’d we find mother?“Are you trying to kill yourself or are you just stupid?”I flinched as Vermont's voice jolted me out of my thoughts.He switched on the heater that I didn't even notice was there and walked into the shower space,
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET CHAPTER 2Grace Being dragged roughly by these strange mafia men, barefoot and scantily clad didn't feel much better than being stuck with Father.This has to be the most horrible decision I've made in my entire twenty years.“Can you be more gentle? I can walk on my own.” I said trying to catch my breath as two brute-looking fellows dragged me and gave no sign of having heard me talk.Both were bald but one seemed taller and muscular while the other was rather fat and a few inches shorter.I was hurled carelessly into the back seat of a black SUV like a sack of grain and my head was met with a slam against a hard object, making me wince in pain.“owww!” I exclaimed.The two men ignored me, whispering something to each other that my brain couldn't decipher at that moment.My head throbbed even harder when I saw that the hard object that almost cracked my head open was another human’s head.I gasped, seeing a young man, cuffed and downright covered in blood.
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET CHAPTER 1 72 hours ago… I observed my sister's unusually peaceful countenance as she lay on her bed to sleep.Right! It was past bedtime and Father wasn't home, which means she wouldn't have to accommodate his dick in her mouth or worse– ride him for a horrifically long time.I let out a sigh.“Eloise?”“What is it?” she responded rather blatantly “Let's leave here already,” I said for the Umpteempt time that evening. “Far away to… somewhere safe and free from all these. Father isn't home today, and you know it's an irregular chance.”Though Father has never made sexual advances towards me, every night he sexually molested Eloise, my older step-sister, I lay right here on my bed, petrified to death. Silently praying for it to end.Eloise threw me a death glare.“After what happened the last time?” she paused before adding a deafening “No!” It was about a year ago when I persuaded her to escape. We got caught by the territorial night guards and Fathe
A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET PROLOGUE “The boys have the target, boss.”I heard Gio announce to Vermont who nodded in approval but his eyes still fixated on the Mexican girl who bashed the dance floor with her sexy dance moves.It was my first time in a club and I’d say there's nothing about it that's to my liking. The loud distasteful music, the cigarettes, the whisky, and even the people all irritated me.“I want her,” He said and I couldn't help but notice how the Mafia’s eyes closely followed the young lady. “The one in purple.” He added, ultimately qualifying his pick.He looked at her just the way he had lustfully scrutinized my naked body under the luminous bathroom light yesterday.The shame gushed through my body again, making me shudder. No one aside from my mother has ever seen me naked, at least not one I remember, talk more of the places he touched me–As much as I hated Vermont and being here, I wouldn't say I miss home or want to be there because home meant being Father'