"If you want me to stop, say, my queen, I am sorry. Please stop spanking me," she said, and this time her hand landed on the left side of my thigh. Never! I couldn’t give in to her demands, even if she were a gangster. She smacked my dick again, this time on the place she had hit me before increasing the pain. "Bitch! Stop! Stop hitting me, you are not going to get what you want!" I snapped. "Then I will just keep doing this, you seem to like it." She said and slapped my thigh again. She was a goddamn bitch. She hit my dick again and again, and this time I couldn’t hold back any longer. I screamed. "You think you are stubborn, uh? I am more stubborn, if you don’t say the magic word, we are going to stay here forever." "Fuck! You are a bloody psycho, you should go to hell if you think I will give in to you!" I shouted, but I just received a little chuckle from her, she stroked my dick back and forth, taking away the pain from earlier and making me groan in both torture and pleasure.
I swallowed hard as I watched her fuck herself with the dildo, her mouth opening wider with each scream of pleasure. "Yes! Yes! Fuck me, yes!" I closed my eyes, unable to look at her; it felt like rejection. "Look at me!" she snapped, in between orgasms. I opened my eyes and continued watching her until she screamed in a high-pitched tone and came, pulling the dildo out of her wet and dripping pussy and kissing the dildo. She then wore her panties properly. Sex was one of the greatest tortures in the world. I never knew I would have to face such torture one day. I was never used to having sex all the time, I just had sex once in a blue moon whenever I had a new girlfriend or whenever I was horny and would visit a hotel and pick up chicks. She tossed me an angry look and jumped down from the bed, showing me her ass as she opened the drawer and placed the dildo inside. I felt weak where I was. I couldn’t even relax my muscles. She came back to me on the bed and untied my hands from th
"We don’t have much time, Queen, we need to leave," Jake said taking a step toward her, but she raised her hand and told him not to come any closer to her. Jake started breathing heavily. "When I arrived in front of Noah’s mansion last night, I and the men that went with me were attacked by the gunmen that were guiding his mansion. We tried our best to hide Noah’s body, but…" Jake paused and continued. "They managed to see the body, and they went crazy, and it led to a shootout, all of our men died at the spot. I managed to hide in an abandoned building until this morning because they were still looking for me after taking Noah’s body away, I think they will be coming for you, next queen." Jake said in a worried tone. "Relax, they won’t be coming for me. Those henchmen need someone to tell them what to do, and Noah is not alive to boss them around. Neither is his father, and he doesn’t have any siblings, he is the only child like me, and I knew what I was doing when I killed him." As
"C-Cocaine." I stuttered. "You have to go get it, I don’t care if you were a police officer, now you are my slave." She said, her cold gaze fixed on me. "Why do we have to go give the money to them? Why don’t you send it to their account?" I said, attempting to walk out of the office when her voice stopped me. "You can’t tell me what to do, I make the rules here," She stated and signalled for Jake to move closer to her. Jake leaned toward her, resting his hand on her desk, and she pushed the briefcase in my direction. I reluctantly grabbed the handle and tried to listen to what she wanted to tell him. She paused and shot me a death stare. "Go wait outside," she said. I wished I could punch her in the face. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and exited the office. I waited for Jake to come out, and I wondered what they were talking about that they didn't want me to hear, she might be giving him a blowjob because sex was the only thing in her stupid brain these days. Jake steppe
I reached for the gun in my pocket, pausing as Jake's shrieks increased. She grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him to a wall. Jake started struggling in her grip as she was trying to hit his head against the wall. His face was a total mess, his hair was rough, and his nose was bleeding. Jake was a disgrace, he was letting a woman spank his ass, and he couldn’t even do anything or throw a punch, I didn’t have to help him, I was obligated to by his queen, not him. I ambled to the door and was about to bang on it again when it swung open, and five gunmen entered the room. I took a few steps back, startled. "Ahh!" Jake's screams filled the room. I fixed my gaze on the small gap in the main door and was striving to run out when one of the gunmen grasped me by the neck and lifted me off the ground. My legs were dangling in the air as I touched the edge of my gun in my pocket. Looking into the man’s eyes with confidence, he increased his grip on my neck, his finger digging into my s
I gulped and fixed my gaze on the road, turning the car around in the direction that led to Ashley’s mansion. Why am I getting scared? What’s the worst that could happen? Jake made painful noises with his mouth. I stared at him with sideways eyes and noticed he was wiping blood from his body with his shirt. "…You didn’t have to endure a lot of pain to get what you wanted," I said bluntly. "Who are you to lecture me? You will have to face the queen’s wrath, and trust me, it is deadly." He said in a low tone, making my pores rise. I accidentally closed my eyes and opened them again while driving down the road. I drove the car into Ashley’s mansion and was about to drive to the garage when Jake asked me to stop the car. "Wait, let me—" he cut in. "Stop the car, I want to get off here." He said while wrapping his shirt around his bloodied head. He turned back and leaned against the chair, taking the bag and briefcase from the back seat. I stepped on the brake and waited for him to fi
She stopped hitting me with the whip and started catching her breath, giving me time to also catch my breath as blood was flowing out of all the injured parts of my body and landing on the floor. "You are too nice for this world, Chris," she started. "People like you are easily used by other people, you should be kind, not nice if you know what I mean, and as for what I am doing right now, don’t worry, I am not only torturing him, I am also going to send this to his naughty sister," Ashley said with a grin, her face covered in sweat. She moved closer to me with the whip and grabbed my chin. "Will you listen to me from now on?" she asked. "No, I won’t listen to you, if it’s my sister you want, you should go look for her and leave me alone!" I yelled in her face. She stroked a strand of her hair backwards and started spanking me again and again and again until my screams were the only thing that could be heard in the room. She stopped hitting me and looked at me. "Will you obey me?"
I finished wearing the koala suit and stood in front of the mirror to check it out. I looked ridiculous in the outfit, and I felt the morning breeze coming into contact with the skin of my penis. It was refreshing and embarrassing at the same time. I got my phone from the bed and headed downstairs. I grabbed my dick as I walked down the stairs in the stupid suit. My eyes flared as I saw the queen standing in the middle of the living room with Dave; they were both chatting.My face heated up as I sauntered over to them and cleared my throat. Ashley slowly turned to look at me, her eyes resting on the hand I had used to cover my dick. She groaned softly and pulled my hand away from my dick."Why are you hiding your dick? I have seen it a lot of times, haven’t I?" She said in a flirtatious tone and moved closer to me, biting her lower lip seductively, and I found myself being hypnotized by her for a second. She leaned in and nibbled on my ear. Giving me goosebumps all over my body. What
Dear beloved readers,As I sit down to write this author's note, tears of gratitude and joy fill my eyes. I cannot express how much happiness it brings me to know that you have embarked on this incredible journey with me, deep into the world of the mafia queen and her enthralling story. Your support and dedication have meant the world to me, and I am forever grateful for each and every one of you.With a bittersweet feeling in my heart, I must inform you that the journey of Book One has come to a close. The captivating tale of the mafia queen has reached its end, but fear not, my dear readers, for this is only the beginning. Book Two is right around the corner, waiting to sweep you off your feet once again.I have poured my heart and soul into crafting this novel for you, and I am overjoyed to hear that it has touched your hearts and minds. Your enthusiasm and encouragement have inspired me every step of the way, and for that, I am eternally grateful.Now, I have a little secret to sh
The following day dawned, casting an eerie light upon the grim gathering. Old man Carl stood resolutely on the shore of the sea, his face devoid of any trace of a smile. His stern expression and commanding voice cut through the air as he explained the rules of the game to Ashley and her group, who faced the submarines assigned to each of them.An intense tension settled upon the shore, amplified by Xander's frequent glances in Ashley's direction. She stood a mere inches away from him, next to Jake, while Carl loomed behind them all."Each of you knows exactly why you're here, you bunch of assholes," Carl began, his voice carrying across the water. He gestured toward the six sleek submarines bobbing in the water behind him. "Today, someone will meet their end, and this game will determine who. You will race in these submarines. The first five to cross the finish line shall be spared. The person who crosses last will pay with their life."With a sinister smile, he pulled out a handgun f
Mason stood outside his car in the dimly lit alley, stubbornly refusing to get inside while Melody persistently tapped on the window behind him. He retrieved a matchbox and a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up and taking a long drag."Sorry to keep you waiting. You know that queen is a handful," Carl said, spreading his hands as he approached Mason from the other side of the alley."What was all that? Why did you make me look like a fool, you old hag?" Mason growled, exhaling a plume of smoke. Carl stood before him, a smirk playing on his lips."Perhaps you still consider her your queen?" Mason questioned."Hell no. She's nobody's queen. Just a naive little girl claiming to rule Miami when she's nothing without her dead father," Carl remarked. Mason extinguished his cigarette on Carl's shirt, leaving a stain behind. "If I find out the punishment you plan for her is a joke, I'll come for both of you. Mark my words, old hag." Mason's words carried the weight of a promise. He grab
Ashley anxiously bit her lip, her mind racing as she desperately searched for a solution. "I don't have access to my money at the moment," she admitted, her voice filled with determination. "But I promise I'll find a way to get it to you. Please, help me put Mason in his place."Carl shrugged, his indifferent expression unchanged. "Fine, I'll do it for you," he conceded before turning on his heel and heading towards the door.Just as Carl left, Xander emerged from the bathroom, a towel in hand, patting his damp hair dry. A furrow formed on his brow as he observed the scene before him, sensing that something was amiss. Concern etched his features as he approached Ashley. "What's going on?" he asked, his eyes fixed on her with genuine worry.Turning to face him, Ashley's eyes brimmed with determination. "I have to eliminate Mason once and for all," she declared firmly.Xander's brow furrowed deeper as he raised an important point. "Are you sure that's the real reason you're going? Or is
The sound of Mason’s ringing phone pierced through the silence of the room, waking him up from his sleep. He let out a groan as he reached for the phone on his nightstand, his hand brushing his hair back."Carl, do you have any idea what time it is?" Mason scolded as he answered the call.But his scolding was cut short as he heard Ashley’s voice on the other end of the line. His heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name, but he quickly composed himself."What do you want, Ashley?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady."You have been asleep all day," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "I’m coming to take my mother, and you better be ready to hand her over. Meet me at the location I will send you, or you will regret it."Mason felt a surge of anger course through his veins. How dare she threaten him like that?"No, Ashley," Mason replied firmly. "I’m not playing your games. This game is mine to play. You come to me if you want your mother back, I will send you the loc
Mason dragged Mary to the pool area, her screams echoing through the empty halls. The afternoon sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow on the cold water of the pool. He threw her into the shallow end of the pool, and she splashed around frantically, trying to keep her head above water."Please, Mason, please," Mary pleaded as he repeatedly shoved her head under the water, "Get this on camera." Mason ordered his henchmen, "I want Ashley to see what happens to those who cross me." Mary struggled to breathe as her head remained underwater for too long, but just as Mason was about to let her drown, he pulled her head out to prevent her from dying.Melody had followed them to the pool area, horrified by what she saw. "Please, Mason, stop this," Melody pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "You're hurting her. You're hurting everyone. Please, I'm begging you." But Mason just sneered at her, his eyes cold and unfeeling. "You don't understand, Melody," he said. "Ashley needs to see that I
"Are you okay?" Xander asked, moving closer to Ashley.Ashley took a deep breath and looked at Xander. "No, I'm not okay," she said, her voice low. "I don't love my mother, but I feel like I have to save her. I don't want to be an orphan." Xander looked at her, concern etched on his face. He put his arm around her, trying to offer some comfort. Ashley appreciated the gesture but couldn't shake the feeling that she was in a dangerous situation. Carl was standing right next to them, observing their interaction with a disapproving look on his face. Ashley couldn't help but feel like she was being watched all the time.Xander understood the gravity of the situation, and he knew that this must be hard for her. "I'm here for you. We'll get through this together," he said, pulling her into a warm embrace.To everyone's surprise, Ashley gave Xander a crushing hug, as if she needed it more than anything else in the world. Carl, being the old man he was, remarked, "Ashley finally has a boyfrien
Mary's heart beat wildly as she strode past the imposing entrance of Ashley's mansion, brushing past the stoic goons who guarded the perimeter. Her eyes darted around the spacious living room, searching for Ashley. "Ashley! Ashley! Come out, we need to talk!" Her voice echoed through the room.Mason heard the commotion and burst out of his room, gun in hand. He descended the stairs at a breakneck pace, his heart pounding in his chest. When he reached the bottom, he was surprised to see a middle-aged woman standing in the living room, impeccably dressed in a fashionable outfit."Who the hell are you?" Mason growled, pointing his gun at Mary.Mary didn't flinch. "Chris, where's Ashley? I need to speak with her," she demanded, her eyes blazing.Mason chuckled darkly. "My name's not Chris, lady. And who the hell are you to be demanding to see Ashley?"Mary felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the cold, hard look in Mason's eyes. She knew she was in trouble. "Please, I need to see
Ashley was in a steamy bath with Xander, their bodies intertwined as they kissed passionately. She could feel his hands on her waist as he trailed kisses down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. They were happy, acting like a couple, and for a moment, Ashley forgot that she was a mafia queen.Suddenly, Ashley gasped as she woke up from the dream. She was confused and unsettled, feeling as though she had just crossed a line she shouldn't have. Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she looked around the dark living room. Everyone else was still sleeping, but Xander and Jake were nowhere to be seen.She slipped on her flip-flops and made her way outside, following the sounds of voices to the farm. When she arrived, she was shocked to see Jake and Xander in the middle of a heated argument, with apples scattered all over the floor."What's going on here?" Ashley demanded, stepping between the two men."Stay out of this, Ashley," Jake snapped. "Xander needs to leave. He's not welcome arou