Alcina’s Aunt, her Mothers much older Sister arrived from Scotland three months later, the Italian Authorities had only just remembered the little girl had been left in their care. The Coroner had finally released her Fathers body for burial and when they discovered her Father had no living relatives they had hastily searched through their records to find her dead Mothers next of kin . When they contacted her Aunt they had told her she must come and collect the child, little Alcina had a British passport and dual Nationality and as far as the Sicilian Government was concerned she was her Scottish family’s problem not theirs. They were afraid of the powerful Mafia Dons, and they wanted this pretty little problem removed from their island as soon as possible.Lady Annabella Truro was quite a lot older than her little sister Maria, twenty five years older to be precise. Everyone had been shocked when their Mother had produced a baby girl at the age of 50, they had all thought she was me
She would wink saucily at him knowing it would arouse him and she was always right within minutes he would jump up from his seat throw her over his shoulder and race away to the nearest private room so he could enjoy her body with wild rampant sex. Maria never turned him down, her sex drive was as high as his and she matched him in every way, demanding he took her harder, faster, deeper loudly screaming his name as he brought her to orgasm repeatedly. The other Dons coveted Carlos's mad young wife, they openly tried to charm her away from him, but only succeeded in angering their wives and mistresses by comparing them to her. Of course, it only alienated her from the other women, they openly criticised her and called her a whore for adoring her husband and enticing their men even though she had done nothing wrong. She was happy with Carlos and it did not bother her what the other women thought of her, they had four years of blissful happiness and fun until she got pregnant. It shocked
She soon realised he enjoyed punishing her, he never hurt her deliberately, and everything was consensus, Maria found she wanted him to dominate her like that. They both adored their tiny, beautiful daughter, a real Daddy’s girl lighting up whenever he returned to their house and holding out her hands to be lifted by her Papa. He would swing her into the air and make her scream with laughter, she was afraid of nothing knowing she was safe in her Papa’s arms, neither of them was prepared for Maria’s death or the decision by her Father to cut all contact with her English family afterwards. Carlos should have explained it was to protect them but all his concern was centred on his now Motherless tiny daughter. Maria was kidnapped by a rival Don when Alcina was three years old, Don Pelligrenni had coveted her since the day he had been introduced nearly a decade before. His lust for the pretty English girl had led him to bide his time and plan his actions, no one suspected he carried such c
What they told him made his blood run cold, the other Don had taken her for one reason, sex, he had lusted after her for so long he had snapped and no amount of reasoning would stop him, he had to have Maria.Maria had changed into her short silver sparkly Vera Wang mini dress, it was one of Carlos’ favourites and she wanted to please him as he had sent for her to join him at his nightclub. She hadn’t stopped to think how strange this request was or that it had been from one of his men, Carlos never sent messages through his men. Instead, she had been so excited at the thought of a night in the club with him that she had ignored all the red flags, he never called her on their land-line, got one of his men to call her, or went to a club after a meeting and finally he would never have sent a strange car to collect her when he had a fleet of his own to choose from. Maria had stupidly ignored all those signs and rushed out of the villa where a strange man held the car door open for her, s
‘Molto meglio, ora accendiamoli e continuiamo la tua punizione.’ [Much better, now let’s turn them on and continue your punishment.]Maria could not stop herself as he used a riding crop on her he turned the vibrator and the stimulator onto their highest settings and she orgasmed so fast it took her breath away, panting heavily she came down to feel the pain from the bite of the crop before she began to climb again.There was nothing she could do as she began to drown in a cycle of pleasure and pain tears streamed down her face as she begged him to stop her body wrung out and everything blurring into a red-hot agony beyond anything she could bear. Pellegrini was a Master of his art and knew exactly when to stop freeing her from the bench and placing her into a warm bath, he washed her gently watching closely as her shivering stopped and her breathing slowed. He carried her back into his room and felt her tense immediately,‘Oh sì, piccola Sub, sono ancora lontano dall'aver finito con
He grinned and walked over to a small chest of drawers opening the top one he pulled out a handful of leather dog collars and worked his way through them until he found what he wanted, a plain thick black leather one with three gold loops attached. He placed it around her neck tightening it until she had to lift her head and look at him.‘Va meglio, ora mettiti in ginocchio.’ [That’s better, now get on your knees.] Maria did as she was told she knew there was no point in fighting him and she was exhausted, he picked up her damp hair and to her surprise, he braided it and placed an elastic band over the edge.‘Bene, non posso nasconderti dietro quella criniera ora, vero?’ [Good, can’t have you hiding behind that mane now can I?]Then he gripped it tightly forcing her head back he growled‘Ora mi fai piacere. ‘ [Now you please me.]He commanded forcing her mouth open and thrusting his hard cock into her throat making her choke as he took his pleasure and almost killing her when he ramme
She managed to push him into the fire and raise the brand above her head as if to stab him and his guards reacted exactly how she had hoped. The sound of the guns going off seemed to be far away and she felt nothing as the bullets slammed into her naked body, and she crumpled to the floor dead before she hit the ground. Maria had got her final wish, she had escaped from hell and Pelligrenni was furious with his men, even though he sustained substantial burns to his hands and face he yelled at them for killing her. In the end, though he showed her one last act of kindness, he made the arrangements to send her body back to Carlos and she was buried with all the love and tears the death of a young Mother murdered two days before her thirtieth birthday should have.Pelligrenni should have realised that sending her back would not be the end and that Carlos would make him pay dearly, he traced the place Maria had been sent back to him from and then he came for the other Don. The isolated
She felt bad for not speaking up and hurting the pretty lady’s feelings but then lowered her eyes with a soft sigh there was nothing she could do about it and the Witch was watching her closely so she remained silent. From Heathrow Airport they caught the sleeper train to Scotland and the Witch put her in a small bed with a tiny window shutting the curtain she said simply.‘Stay here until I come and get you. Go to sleep and when you wake we will be almost home’She left her alone in the dark and Alcina trembled with fear, the blackness was all-consuming wrapping itself around her small body, she could not breathe and began to panic. Little whimpering sounds came from her lips and she began to struggle for breath as the panic attack gripped her she hated the dark it had always terrified her and then a guardian angel rescued her. The Train Guard had heard the soft whimpers coming from one of his beds and he sensed something was very wrong as the sounds grew strangled so he opened the c