Chapter 38: The Mafia's Slave Wife

Valerie was extremely tired as her tired breaking voice, her whimpers, cries in hurtness from his domination, the rattle of the table, and the slaps of his skin hitting hers so steady and grinding; could be only heard in the torture room.

She could hardly breath, But Lord Storm wasn't seeing this, it was as though he just started his totalitarian domination and all she had felt was only a warm up, she was exhausted, in severe pains, and warm tears crept from her eyes.

He told him before he starts, the repugnance and rage in his eyes when he warned her, But she was determined, she doesn't want him to look her with those eyes filled with anger and like a rabid beast.

As he plunged deeper inside her warm sheath, it was hot and harder, his fingers clutching so hard on her skin, her hips precisely, with a forceful strength and grinding to satisfy his every single urges,

He was so rough and severe, too big to handle, his huge cock explored every where in her, she felt so used, she felt seve