It did not stop the boy's advances though; a couple of times, she agreed to a date. The first time she was sixteen and a half and he was eighteen from the nearby college, he had taken her for a meal and been the perfect gentleman. When he should have driven her home though he persuaded her to go for a drive with him instead and took her to a local make-out spot. Alcina had no idea what he was up to or where they were, he pulled the roof of the cabriolet car down. She had loved it, even willingly getting into the back seat so they could lie back and look at the stars he said as they snuggled down. He had smiled smugly as she had positioned herself right where he wanted her, she was lying beside him, leaning slightly forward giving him a perfect view of her breasts. She was so naive, she had been happily naming the constellations when he had pulled her top down exposing them to him because she had not worn a bra.He had taken advantage of cupping them he had rubbed his thumbs over her n
He tired of them quickly and when they complained he handed them to his Guards to have some fun. It was not a pleasant experience for them they were repeatedly raped and then shipped off to his brothels. Don Giovanni did not like waste, he had no use for them but they could earn him plenty of money on their backs. They learned quickly not to complain and not to expect anything from the powerful Don, his reputation for being a cruel sadistic lover preceded him. As he grew more obese the physical act of sex lost its appeal it was too much effort for his huge body eventually he could only get aroused by causing pain and fear. Girls would be brought to him and forced to strip and once naked they were held by his Guards so he could beat them with his leather whip. His fleshy little cock would get semi-hard and they would be forced to suck him off he always discarded them afterwards and sent them to his brothels. The Guards were repulsed by the things he did to the gir
The Manager said as the woman was forced to her knees for the finale and Giovanni replied‘As long as she makes me some money’He strode away without a backward glance, Ricci would never see his Mother again. The little boy's bright intelligence soon surpassed his brothers and their Father took great delight in humiliating them. At meetings and get-togethers, he would parade the little boy like a trophy, picking him up in his huge hands and asking him a question and Ricci always gave the correct answer. Antonio and Frederico, taken off guard, rarely gave the right answers, they were slow and ponderous, taking much longer to work things out they would get angry as the boy would jump in with an answer in seconds. He was never wrong, even when their Father allowed them to set the questions Ricci got them right every time.They hated the little boy who had it so much easier than they did and they plotted and schemed but their Father kept them away from his favourites by sending them
Don Giovanni watched his beautiful youngest son rape the young maids roughly and smiled to himself. His boy was shaping up to be just like him, always ready for a bit of fun with pretty girls. Well he could learn all he needed from these sluts, they were employed to clean his house and keep his men happy. They had no choice in the matter they were the daughters, girlfriends, and even wives of his enemies and he had taken them as payment for debts owed. He watched hungrily as his Son grabbed the other girl and forced her to lick and suck him while he fucked her friend,‘Inventive’He thought as the boy shot his seed over the girl's faces, then surprised him by making the girls pleasure each other so the two of them could enjoy the show. Ricci walked around the two girls slapping their asses hard and then forcing them to tongue each other. He grinned back at his Father, pulling one of them by her hair he threw her to her knees in front of him and pinched her nose hard so she opened her
He looked into his own eyes,‘Did he carry that gene? Was he genetically primed to become like his Father? After all, his half-brothers already showed signs of following their father's path. Could he abuse a small child like his Father?’He closed his eyes and then flashed them open,‘NO!. He was not like his Father. He would never be like his Father. Women and children would be safe when he was Don’His beautiful eyes darkened to a deep sea green,‘Never’He vowed out loud to himself.He watched his Father closely from then on and saw the sadistic bully, the hateful perversions and the lies, his eyes were well and truly opened to the psychotic man who had fathered him.Ricci gathered his evidence, made his plans and bided his time, he was young and he needed to grow up, and then he would make his move.Ricci discovered the plot by his older Brothers to eliminate them both and seize the ‘Family’ as joint Dons. They had set a trap to catch his Father and knew when they threatened him R
He indicated a cage in the middle of the room,‘When you are not working for me you will be kept in there so all my servants can see what happens to the lowest slaves I possess.’They looked horrified as the Guards dragged them naked and threw them into the cage locking it behind them. He signalled for the Master of his servants to come forward,‘If they do anything wrong punish them severely, work them hard from dawn to dusk in the lowliest jobs that no one else will do. Should any man foolishly desire them they must use them openly for all to see and they can be used in any way a man wants nothing is out of boundsHe took great pleasure in making sure they were punished for any tiny misdemeanour and no matter what they did he always found mistakes. They would be taken into the main hall where his people worked and his Guards would hold them down and whip them, not too hard just enough to mark them making sure it was painful but not debilitating. They were humiliated daily, all the o
He had a day off so he was cruising the town driving the brand new Porsche Convertible his Father had given him that morning when he spotted the four girls sitting on a wall eating ice creams from Gino’s Parlour. It was the best ice cream in all of Sicily and all of Italy too and the locals tried to keep it all to themselves but occasionally tourists got through he slowed the car and then decided to park it his eyes never leaving the stunningly beautiful golden-haired girl in their midst. She sat with them but did not eat the ice cream she was drinking a Diet Coke and laughing at something one of them had said to her. He was completely entranced by her beauty watching her smile at her friends and toss her thick mane of hair back over her shoulder as she stood up. It cascaded down her back shimmering in the sunshine and his body responded,‘Come sarebbe stato sbalorditivo sparso sui suoi cuscini.’ [How stunning would that look spread over his pillows.]He thought lecherously his cock t
Eloise grinned as her younger friend blushed to the roots of her golden hair at the suggestion, they were lying by the pool in their tiny bikinis, and the boys were working at the nearby bar. Their eyes roved over the slender tanned bodies of the girls hungrily, they loved these spoilt, super-rich English girls. They had no inhibitions and willingly slept with them, well not slept exactly, they rarely slept, they did however have wild adventurous sex. These particular girls enjoyed doing just about anything and everything the boys wanted all except that stunning blonde she had not even allowed any of them to so much as kiss her. Her friends had explained she was younger than them at only seventeen but the Italians knew that was over the legal age in Great Britain. They had fucked enough willing seventeen-year-olds so they should know and they were very interested in this beauty. Marcel watched as she approached the bar smiling shyly,‘Hi guys, can we have some more champagne cocktails