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21: Caught Again
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“It’s high time I gave you real punishment,” Vito said, whipping her with the flogger… a multi-tailed one as she winced. She couldn’t move because her legs were locked in a spreader bar, her wrists cuffed.Ortensia’s heart skipped. She’d never experienced anything like this, but she couldn’t deny the way she felt when the flogger landed on her. It wasn’t pain, it was pleasure. And she hated that it felt like that.Vito tossed the flogger aside and began to remove her clothes, and it made her breathing quickened. When he gave her a light slap on her breasts, she bit her lip to keep the moan from slipping out.Then he crossed the room and picked up clamps… nipple clamps, clit clamps.Even before the metal touched her skin, every breath was a countdown. Vito’s gaze, the metallic click of the clamp opening, It was psychological warfare. Her body tensed, not from pain yet, but from anticipation.He hadn’t touched her, and yet her skin burned. The silence between his fingers and her flesh w
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He stared at the figure curled up on the bed, the remnants of the dry tears from last night's sex still visible on her cheeks. His fingers brushed through her hair gently, the weight of what had happened pressing on him more than he cared to admit. It was the first time he’d experienced anything like this. Maybe because Ortensia was the first woman he'd ever taken her virginity. He couldn't stop the thought that lingered in his mind… “A virgin at 28. Not anymore, doll.”He remembered how she had pleaded with him last night, how her voice had trembled when she called his name, her body shaking at every touch, every movement. She had been so sweet, so innocent, that he had almost lost control. He could’ve pushed deeper, could’ve taken her harder, but he held himself back, even though it had been a fight. It wasn’t the sex he had expected…no, it was far more complicated, more raw.Ortensia stirred on the bed, shifting slightly. Her eyes were still glazed with the aftereffects of what had
Last Updated : 2025-05-03Owned By The Devil Himself 1: Sold
ORTENSIA “It’s been thirty minutes since we left my workplace, Cayden,” I said, my voice laced with frustration. My stepbrother remained silent, his long strides forcing me to keep up as we walked along the roadside. My legs ached, and I was already exhausted. I scoffed at his silence. Cayden’s arrogance was getting out of hand. He had the audacity to drag me from work to God-knows-where, all because he claimed he had my money in cash and needed to give it to me before he spent it. “Cayden,” I called again, coming to a stop. He finally turned to face me and said, “Chill the fuck out, Ortensia. This is the road to my new place, cupcake.” He licked his lower lip, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. He took a deep drag before exhaling the smoke into the air. I hated that nickname. And I hated him even more for using it. Growing up with a single mother, I had learned to fend for myself. Things only got worse when she married Cayden’s father, another single parent. Unlike m
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ORTENSIA “Forty million?” Even I was shocked at the amount someone was willing to pay to buy a human. I heard the bidder call out, “Forty million going once… twice… three times… we have our buyer!” Fear gripped me. I had never been this terrified in my entire life. Did this mean I was now his sex slave? Then firm hands grabbed me, lifting me off the ground. I was carried into a car, and we drove off. My heart pounded against my ribs, the fear suffocating me. Minutes later, the car came to a halt, and rough hands dragged me out. I had no idea where I was, but the moment the door shut behind me, silence filled the air. I was still trapped in the hooded sack, unable to see anything. My hands remained tied, but at least my legs had been freed. Moments later, the door creaked open. I heard approaching footsteps. My body tensed, dreading what would come next. Then, I felt my hands being untied, followed by the hooded sack being yanked off my head. Blinking against the dim light, my
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VITO “Wait… a kiss?”She looked shocked, her lips parting slightly, but I didn’t stop. I moved in closer, my breath ghosting over hers, watching the way her chest rose and fell in uneven pants.Just as my lips were about to claim hers, my phone rang.I clenched my jaw, muttering under my breath, “Perché cazzo mi chiami?” (Why the fuck are you calling me?)Annoyed, I yanked the phone from my pocket and answered sharply. “Set the flight first thing tomorrow. And don’t fucking disturb me again, dumb wit.” I hung up before the idiot on the other end could respond.Slowly, I turned back to her, she was frozen, her wide eyes filled with something between fear and disbelief. Her hands clutched the fabric of her dress like it was the only thing keeping her standing.I smirked. That’s undoubtedly what I wanted.“Already scared?” I taunted, tilting my head.She shuddered. And then, finally, the tears she had been desperately holding back slipped free, trailing down her flushed cheeks.“Please…
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VITO“I don’t like repeating myself,” I warned, but she stood frozen. I took a step toward her, but a knock on the door interrupted me. “Don V, I need a minute with you,” Enzo’s voice came from outside. I exhaled sharply. “Okay.” Ortensia let out a quiet sigh of relief, but I wasn’t going to let her off that easily. “You’re wrong if you think I’m fucking done with you,” I said venomously. “You better wait for me. We are not done.” Her face paled with confusion. I grabbed a pajama shirt and trouser, threw it on, and stepped out of the room to meet Enzo. “Che diavolo?” (What the hell?) “I’m sorry, Don V, but I need to show you something quickly,” Enzo said, handing me a file with details about Ortensia. It stated that she didn’t know her biological father. I arched a brow. “So what are you implying? That Ortensia might be innocent?” I let out a cold laugh. “You amuse me, Enzo. This is exactly why we should suspect her. They’ve hidden her real identity so well that no o
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ORTENSIA I didn’t look back when I had the chance to escape. I didn’t hesitate. The moment was short, a small window that could close any second, and I had to take it. Only the driver, an older man with a cold look, and Enzo, Vito’s burly, tough-looking guard, were with me. That made it easier. No army of guards, no tight security just them and me. My heart pounded as adrenaline rushed through my veins. I ran. I ran like my life depended on it because it did. The city blurred as I pushed forward. My breath was rough, my legs burned, but I refused to stop. My flats smacked against the pavement expensive, but useless for running. Still, I couldn’t slow down. Not yet. Then, like a miracle, I saw police officers. My heart leaped at the sight of their uniforms. I forced myself to run faster, closing the gap as quickly as I could. When I finally reached them, I nearly collapsed, gasping for breath. “Hey, miss, calm down,” one of the officers said, stepping closer with a concerned l
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Content Warning Dear Readers, Starting from this chapter, the story delves into darker and more intense themes that may not be suitable for all audiences. This includes explicit sexual content, BDSM dynamics, strong language, graphic violence, blood, references to drug use, emotional manipulation, and other mature or potentially triggering material. Please proceed with caution and take care of your mental and emotional well-being. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This story is intended for a mature audience (18+) and explores complex relationships and emotions within a fictional context. Thank you for reading responsibly.******** Ortensia closed her eyes tightly and prayed silently. She had a phobia for darkness. The ground was too cold for her body, and she couldn’t endure it any longer. The room was dark as night and she couldn't see anything. She tried to stay calm, but her heart was beating too fast. She stood up from the bed with weak legs, walked to the door, and s
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He stared at the figure curled up on the bed, the remnants of the dry tears from last night's sex still visible on her cheeks. His fingers brushed through her hair gently, the weight of what had happened pressing on him more than he cared to admit. It was the first time he’d experienced anything like this. Maybe because Ortensia was the first woman he'd ever taken her virginity. He couldn't stop the thought that lingered in his mind… “A virgin at 28. Not anymore, doll.”He remembered how she had pleaded with him last night, how her voice had trembled when she called his name, her body shaking at every touch, every movement. She had been so sweet, so innocent, that he had almost lost control. He could’ve pushed deeper, could’ve taken her harder, but he held himself back, even though it had been a fight. It wasn’t the sex he had expected…no, it was far more complicated, more raw.Ortensia stirred on the bed, shifting slightly. Her eyes were still glazed with the aftereffects of what had
Owned By The Devil Himself 22: Torment Tastes Sweet
“It’s high time I gave you real punishment,” Vito said, whipping her with the flogger… a multi-tailed one as she winced. She couldn’t move because her legs were locked in a spreader bar, her wrists cuffed.Ortensia’s heart skipped. She’d never experienced anything like this, but she couldn’t deny the way she felt when the flogger landed on her. It wasn’t pain, it was pleasure. And she hated that it felt like that.Vito tossed the flogger aside and began to remove her clothes, and it made her breathing quickened. When he gave her a light slap on her breasts, she bit her lip to keep the moan from slipping out.Then he crossed the room and picked up clamps… nipple clamps, clit clamps.Even before the metal touched her skin, every breath was a countdown. Vito’s gaze, the metallic click of the clamp opening, It was psychological warfare. Her body tensed, not from pain yet, but from anticipation.He hadn’t touched her, and yet her skin burned. The silence between his fingers and her flesh w
Owned By The Devil Himself 21: Caught Again
As soon as the door shut behind her, she sank to the cold floor, her knees giving out beneath her. The weight of what she had just seen pressed hard on her chest. Her hands trembled, her eyes wide with shock. Vito had killed a man, It wasn’t just a killing, it was an execution. Three bullets straight to the man’s head. No hesitation, and no mercy. The man had begged for his life. He told Vito he couldn’t give him what he wanted. If he did, his wife and two children would be killed. His voice had cracked, his eyes wet with fear. But Vito hadn’t flinched. He didn’t care, he shot the man like he was nothing, like a fly to be swatted. Blood everywhere, the echo of the gun still rang in her ears.She sat there, frozen. Her mind screamed at her to move, to run. This place… this house, was a prison, and Vito was the devil guarding its gates. She couldn’t stay another second. She had to get out before he came looking for her, she had to escape while she still had her sanity.Moving quickly,
Owned By The Devil Himself 20: Witness Him Kill
“Go on, put the damn G-string and bra on. Or should I wear them on you myself?” Vito said cold and calm, like a man giving instructions to a servant, not the trembling girl standing naked before him.Ortensia froze, her arms crossed over her chest, one hand angled low, desperately trying to hide whatever dignity she had left. Her cheeks burned, and knees weak like glass. She couldn't believe she was standing naked in front of Vito, stripped of everything. And now he wanted her to wear that black scrap of lace, as if she were dressing for his hunger.Her throat clenched. “Please…” she whispered, her voice cracked and small. “Please don’t make me.”He didn’t blink, no softness, and no mercy. “Remove your hands,” he said, stepping closer. “I want to see how wonderful they are.”She backed away, her hands tightening over her skin. “I… I can’t.”He scoffed, a cruel grin forming at the edge of his mouth. “Covering yourself like that?” His tone was dripping with contempt. “You still don’t ge
Owned By The Devil Himself 19: Naked Before Him
“I’m going to what?” Ortensia’s voice cracked, more disbelief than defiance.Vito sat up on the bed, his spine hitting the headboard with a thud. He rubbed his eyes like a tired child, slow and heavy. Then he looked at her lazily.“You’ll spend twenty-four hours here with me,” he said, voice flat, like it was already decided. “In my room, doll. Why do you make me repeat myself?”“No. I won’t,” she snapped, her voice trembling, her feet unsure. “Stop this, Vito. I can’t… I can’t be with you like that, not for twenty-four hours.”He didn’t move, he just stared at her, like a storm pretending to be still.Then, casually, like he was talking about dinner, he asked, “Where’s the clit stimulator I put in you?”Her heart dropped. “I… I took it out.”His brow twitched. “Seriously, doll? I thought I made it clear not to remove it.”She swallowed hard, cheeks burning. “I had to pee. I used the restroom, I…had to take it out.”Then silence sat heavy between them. He opened his mouth, but she cut
Owned By The Devil Himself 18: His Room
When I was taken from the restroom, everything happened so fast I didn’t even have time to scream. One second I was alone, and the next, a hand clamped over my mouth and everything went black. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the restroom anymore. I was in some strange, dark room that reeked of smoke. My heart pounded so loud I could hear it in my ears.Then a man stepped out of the shadows.“I’m Ricardo,” he said with his voice calm like this was some kind of business meeting. “Vito’s friend.” He added.I stared at him, confused and terrified. “Did Vito… send you? Did he ask you to take me?” My voice trembled. “Please, I don’t know what I did wrong. Just let me go. I’m sorry if I upset him.”He didn’t answer me right away. Instead, he pulled out a gun and pointed it straight at me, and I froze. My whole body went stiff, my hands started shaking. I’ve never felt that kind of fear before… not even close. It was like my lungs didn’t know how to work anymore.He took a step close
Owned By The Devil Himself 17: Mafia Business
“Hey, enough of this bullshit,” a voice cut through the tension in the room, its cold tone carrying a weight that made everyone stop in their tracks. Vito’s eyes snapped to the source of the sound, and his fingers instinctively tightened around the grip of his gun.He wasn’t dumb, He knew who this was. This man was their real boss, the one who had given the green light to kidnap Ortensia, knowing it would get him here, into this mess. Vito knew it wasn’t just some pawn; this was the one pulling the strings. And now, Vito was face to face with him. The man responsible for the trap they had just walked into.Without hesitation, Vito aimed his gun, but before he could even adjust his stance, the man's men had their weapons trained on him. It was a standoff, one that would only end with blood.“I told you not to provoke him. He’s got a temper,” the man said, stepping into the light. The moment Vito saw him, his jaw clenched. His grip on the gun wavered for a split second, before he mutter
Owned By The Devil Himself 16: Mafia World
Ortensia couldn’t sit still anymore, the vibrator underneath her was buzzing at a low but constant rhythm, teasing her, making it hard to think straight. Her thighs trembled slightly, the fabric of her dress doing nothing to hide the way her breathing had changed. Across the room, Vito was in a deep conversation with some older man in a black suit, sipping wine like nothing was happening. He didn’t even look at her, but she knew he was aware, he always was.She clenched her jaw, trying not to squirm in her seat. Every small movement made it worse. The sensation was maddening, just enough to make her wet, but not enough to push her over the edge. That’s exactly how he liked it, control without touch and obedience without words.She couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, carefully, she stood up. Her legs wobbled a little, but she held herself together and walked toward the restroom, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. No one paid her any mind, she’s just another pretty girl a
Owned By The Devil Himself 15: Vibrator Pleasure
ORTENSIA “Fine, I’ll send Isolde to bring in your dress. The gathering is by 9 this morning. Don’t worry about breakfast, Doll… you’ll eat after the gathering,” he said and walked out, his voice leaving no room for argument.A few minutes later, Isolde came in with a dress draped over her arm. She looked too smug for my liking. The moment I saw the gown, I scowled. A flare gown… too frilly, too loud, too much…. Not me and never me.“I don’t like it,” I said flatly, crossing my arms.Isolde rolled her eyes like she’d been through this exact routine too many times. “You never like anything I bring.”“That’s because you keep bringing me crap like that.”She huffed. “It’s not crap, it’s couture. And Vito picked it.”Just like that, my mouth snapped shut. That name had a power over me, I hated Vito, the devil himself in a designer suit.I stared at the dress again, then at her. That smug smirk told me she knew she’d won. I snatched the gown from her and slipped it on without another word.
