Isadora didn’t know where to look. Every inch of her skin felt too exposed. Her thighs were still trembling from Caterina’s touch and now there were more of them. More hands. More heat. More mouths with wicked, hungry grins. She tried to speak, to protest, but her tongue wouldn’t work. Her body betrayed her again, arching into Alessia’s light touch, twitching under Brielle’s lazy fingers. Caterina just purred, watching like a queen on her throne, her arms still cradling Isadora’s ruined frame. “I told you she was perfect,” she said, voice low and indulgent. “Mm. You weren’t lying.” Alessia leaned closer, her breath brushing Isadora’s cheek. “She’s all soft and wet and ruined already. We barely have to do anything.” “I call dibs on her mouth,” Brielle whispered with a grin, dragging her nails up Isadora’s throat, stopping just under her jaw. “Bet she makes the prettiest noises when she chokes.” Isadora whimpered..not in fear. Not entirely. Her body was humming now, helples
The room didn’t just freeze. It shattered. The moment Dominic stepped through that door, it was like there was no air in the room. Every seductive smile vanished like breath in winter. Caterina’s arms went slack. Brielle pulled her fingers from Isadora’s throat like they burned her. Alessia’s lips hovered an inch from the ruined cunt she’d just devoured, but even she..wicked, fearless Alessia…flinched. And Dominic? Dominic looked like fucking death. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked carved from granite. His eyes..black, fucking murderous like he was ready to kill. He wasn’t dressed like a man returning home from work. He was dressed like a man ready to bury bodies. Isadora lay broken on the bed, her thighs soaked, her chest heaving, mouth still gagged with the taste of another woman’s fingers. Her eyes found him… and what she saw made her body go still. His hands were fisted at his sides, leather gloves peeled halfway off like he couldn’t decide whether to kill or fuck.
He pulled his fingers out and smeared the slick all over her inner thighs, marking her. Then he dragged the same soaked fingers up to her mouth and shoved them inside. “Clean Daddy’s fingers.” She did. She licked every drop. Sucked them like she was starving. Her lips were swollen. Her eyes rolled back. Her whole body was begging even as it trembled. He pulled her tighter. “Watch her,” he growled to the women. “Watch how she cums when I touch her.” Dominic reached down again, this time rubbing slow, agonizing circles over her clit. His fingers were soaked in seconds. She was so fucking wet she could’ve been crying between her legs. She writhed. His palm slapped down hard on her cunt. She screamed. “Stay still,” he hissed. “You want to cum? You’re going to earn it.” He fucked her with his fingers again. Deep. Fast. Cruel. His palm grinding against her clit with every thrust. Her thighs twitched. Her stomach clenched. Her nipples were pebbled and hard, brushing ag
He shoved those fingers in..deep..down her throat until her eyes watered. “Clean every drop,” he growled. “Don’t waste a fucking thing.” She sucked. Hard. Tongue swirling over his fingers like a cock, like a craving, like the only thing that could save her was the taste of his cum and hers. Her cheeks hollowed. Her lips stretched. Spit ran down her chin. And Dominic? He moaned. He yanked his fingers free and grabbed her hair, twisting it in his fist, pulling her face down to his crotch. “Now clean my cock again” Her eyes dropped. His shaft was coated with cream, spit, and sweat. The veins were thick. The head flushed red and angry. And it twitched when her breath hit it. She didn’t hesitate. She dove in. Her tongue flattened against the base, dragging up the entire length in one long, slow lick. She reached the head and circled it like a fucking goddess, her moans vibrating across the tip as her lips parted again and she took him in. Not sweet. Not caref
The Next Morning~Doms Office The sun had barely begun to rise, but the Don’s office was already alive with smoke. He sat behind his desk like a man who hadn’t slept. Like a man who didn’t need to. His robe was loose, hanging off one shoulder, the ink on his chest half-hidden as his jaw was locked tight and a thick cigar burned between his fingers, the tip glowing red as he pulled slowly. He wasn’t rushing. He wasn’t angry in the loud way this morning He was calm. A cold kind of calm. And that was always worse. The phone was pressed between his shoulder and his ear, his fingers tapping against the desk, one knuckle cracked and still bruised from the night before. “Tell me exactly what the fuck happened,” he said, voice low, the kind of tone that made grown men piss themselves. The man on the other end was already stammering. “The shipment… the coke, Dom…it was supposed to land at Dock 3 like always, but the patrols came early. Someone tipped them off. We had to
The door eased open like a breath and in they came. Gianna. Valentina. Sofia. They were wrapped in lace that was transparent and you can see their whole body through it. Smiling like sluts ready to be ruined. Gianna was first in blush-pink sheer lingerie so thin it clung to her nipples like mist her tits bouncing gently with every step her thighs shining with oil as her fingers toyed with the gold straps of her heels Valentina followed right behind in emerald green lace high-cut at the hips her breasts spilling from the tight bodice, her dark curls wild and her eyes darker sucking her bottom lip as she rolled her hips with every step like she already felt his cock inside her Then Sofia last and filthiest violet lace loose around her body no bra no shame, her robe barely tied and already slipping from her shoulders her panties soaked, the dark patch clinging to her pussy lips as she walked like she was ready to kneel and beg They came in like a fucking fantasy And said it in
“We don’t understand, Master… please…”Gianna’s voice came first as hands twitched at her sides like she wanted to cover herself, but she knew better.“We didn’t do anything to her…”Sofia spoke next, voice trembling so hard it barely made it out. Her knees had started to shake. She blinked too fast, trying to hold the tears in.“We didn’t touch her… not at all…”Valentina’s voice cracked. Her lips parted, then pressed shut again like she knew anything more would only feed the fire.Dominic didn’t move.Not at first.“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”The sound made all three of them flinch. Gianna let out a choked gasp. Sofia covered her mouth with both hands. Valentina stared straight ahead, eyes wide and glossy, lips twitching.Dominic stepped forward slowly, His cock was fully erect, hard and thick and furious, veins running up its shaft like roots under skin. It wasn’t standing from lust. It was standing for violence.“If you had told me the truth,” he growled, his voice low and trembling fr
Gianna lunged first. She was already ruined from the face-fucking, spit dripping off her chin, mascara streaking her cheeks like war paintShe wrapped her lips around the head of his cock again desperate this time desperate like a slave begging for forgiveness through her mouthValentina shoved her out of the way mid-suck her own mouth wide eyes mad with hunger tongue already out ready to take him deeperDominic just chuckled“Greedy fucking whores” he muttered as his cock slapped against Valentina’s lipsSofia crawled slower more graceful her body was a trembling mess as she tried to press between the other two girls. “Please Master let me try…”He grabbed a fistful of her hair yanked her forward until her face crashed into his balls“You want to serve?” he growled“Yes Master… I want to taste your cock…”He forced her tongue out dragged it up the base to the tip while the other two girls whined beside her mouths open as their breaths was hot. He tilted his head back as three ton
Gianna lunged first. She was already ruined from the face-fucking, spit dripping off her chin, mascara streaking her cheeks like war paintShe wrapped her lips around the head of his cock again desperate this time desperate like a slave begging for forgiveness through her mouthValentina shoved her out of the way mid-suck her own mouth wide eyes mad with hunger tongue already out ready to take him deeperDominic just chuckled“Greedy fucking whores” he muttered as his cock slapped against Valentina’s lipsSofia crawled slower more graceful her body was a trembling mess as she tried to press between the other two girls. “Please Master let me try…”He grabbed a fistful of her hair yanked her forward until her face crashed into his balls“You want to serve?” he growled“Yes Master… I want to taste your cock…”He forced her tongue out dragged it up the base to the tip while the other two girls whined beside her mouths open as their breaths was hot. He tilted his head back as three ton
“We don’t understand, Master… please…”Gianna’s voice came first as hands twitched at her sides like she wanted to cover herself, but she knew better.“We didn’t do anything to her…”Sofia spoke next, voice trembling so hard it barely made it out. Her knees had started to shake. She blinked too fast, trying to hold the tears in.“We didn’t touch her… not at all…”Valentina’s voice cracked. Her lips parted, then pressed shut again like she knew anything more would only feed the fire.Dominic didn’t move.Not at first.“SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”The sound made all three of them flinch. Gianna let out a choked gasp. Sofia covered her mouth with both hands. Valentina stared straight ahead, eyes wide and glossy, lips twitching.Dominic stepped forward slowly, His cock was fully erect, hard and thick and furious, veins running up its shaft like roots under skin. It wasn’t standing from lust. It was standing for violence.“If you had told me the truth,” he growled, his voice low and trembling fr
The door eased open like a breath and in they came. Gianna. Valentina. Sofia. They were wrapped in lace that was transparent and you can see their whole body through it. Smiling like sluts ready to be ruined. Gianna was first in blush-pink sheer lingerie so thin it clung to her nipples like mist her tits bouncing gently with every step her thighs shining with oil as her fingers toyed with the gold straps of her heels Valentina followed right behind in emerald green lace high-cut at the hips her breasts spilling from the tight bodice, her dark curls wild and her eyes darker sucking her bottom lip as she rolled her hips with every step like she already felt his cock inside her Then Sofia last and filthiest violet lace loose around her body no bra no shame, her robe barely tied and already slipping from her shoulders her panties soaked, the dark patch clinging to her pussy lips as she walked like she was ready to kneel and beg They came in like a fucking fantasy And said it in
The Next Morning~Doms Office The sun had barely begun to rise, but the Don’s office was already alive with smoke. He sat behind his desk like a man who hadn’t slept. Like a man who didn’t need to. His robe was loose, hanging off one shoulder, the ink on his chest half-hidden as his jaw was locked tight and a thick cigar burned between his fingers, the tip glowing red as he pulled slowly. He wasn’t rushing. He wasn’t angry in the loud way this morning He was calm. A cold kind of calm. And that was always worse. The phone was pressed between his shoulder and his ear, his fingers tapping against the desk, one knuckle cracked and still bruised from the night before. “Tell me exactly what the fuck happened,” he said, voice low, the kind of tone that made grown men piss themselves. The man on the other end was already stammering. “The shipment… the coke, Dom…it was supposed to land at Dock 3 like always, but the patrols came early. Someone tipped them off. We had to
He shoved those fingers in..deep..down her throat until her eyes watered. “Clean every drop,” he growled. “Don’t waste a fucking thing.” She sucked. Hard. Tongue swirling over his fingers like a cock, like a craving, like the only thing that could save her was the taste of his cum and hers. Her cheeks hollowed. Her lips stretched. Spit ran down her chin. And Dominic? He moaned. He yanked his fingers free and grabbed her hair, twisting it in his fist, pulling her face down to his crotch. “Now clean my cock again” Her eyes dropped. His shaft was coated with cream, spit, and sweat. The veins were thick. The head flushed red and angry. And it twitched when her breath hit it. She didn’t hesitate. She dove in. Her tongue flattened against the base, dragging up the entire length in one long, slow lick. She reached the head and circled it like a fucking goddess, her moans vibrating across the tip as her lips parted again and she took him in. Not sweet. Not caref
He pulled his fingers out and smeared the slick all over her inner thighs, marking her. Then he dragged the same soaked fingers up to her mouth and shoved them inside. “Clean Daddy’s fingers.” She did. She licked every drop. Sucked them like she was starving. Her lips were swollen. Her eyes rolled back. Her whole body was begging even as it trembled. He pulled her tighter. “Watch her,” he growled to the women. “Watch how she cums when I touch her.” Dominic reached down again, this time rubbing slow, agonizing circles over her clit. His fingers were soaked in seconds. She was so fucking wet she could’ve been crying between her legs. She writhed. His palm slapped down hard on her cunt. She screamed. “Stay still,” he hissed. “You want to cum? You’re going to earn it.” He fucked her with his fingers again. Deep. Fast. Cruel. His palm grinding against her clit with every thrust. Her thighs twitched. Her stomach clenched. Her nipples were pebbled and hard, brushing ag
The room didn’t just freeze. It shattered. The moment Dominic stepped through that door, it was like there was no air in the room. Every seductive smile vanished like breath in winter. Caterina’s arms went slack. Brielle pulled her fingers from Isadora’s throat like they burned her. Alessia’s lips hovered an inch from the ruined cunt she’d just devoured, but even she..wicked, fearless Alessia…flinched. And Dominic? Dominic looked like fucking death. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked carved from granite. His eyes..black, fucking murderous like he was ready to kill. He wasn’t dressed like a man returning home from work. He was dressed like a man ready to bury bodies. Isadora lay broken on the bed, her thighs soaked, her chest heaving, mouth still gagged with the taste of another woman’s fingers. Her eyes found him… and what she saw made her body go still. His hands were fisted at his sides, leather gloves peeled halfway off like he couldn’t decide whether to kill or fuck.
Isadora didn’t know where to look. Every inch of her skin felt too exposed. Her thighs were still trembling from Caterina’s touch and now there were more of them. More hands. More heat. More mouths with wicked, hungry grins. She tried to speak, to protest, but her tongue wouldn’t work. Her body betrayed her again, arching into Alessia’s light touch, twitching under Brielle’s lazy fingers. Caterina just purred, watching like a queen on her throne, her arms still cradling Isadora’s ruined frame. “I told you she was perfect,” she said, voice low and indulgent. “Mm. You weren’t lying.” Alessia leaned closer, her breath brushing Isadora’s cheek. “She’s all soft and wet and ruined already. We barely have to do anything.” “I call dibs on her mouth,” Brielle whispered with a grin, dragging her nails up Isadora’s throat, stopping just under her jaw. “Bet she makes the prettiest noises when she chokes.” Isadora whimpered..not in fear. Not entirely. Her body was humming now, helples
“I honestly do want you for myself, dolcezza,” she purred, her fingers stroking lightly down Isadora’s sticky arm. “Because, you see, I do both genders.” Isadora whimpered softly, her broken body twitching weakly in her arms, still too wrecked to do more than breathe. Caterina chuckled, the sound deep and filthy, and nuzzled her nose lightly against Isadora’s sticky temple. “Because you see, baby,” she whispered against her skin, “I do both genders.” She pulled back slightly, tipping Isadora’s chin up with two fingers, forcing the girl’s dazed, shattered eyes to meet hers. “Male. Female. Anything I want,” Caterina said with a wicked glint in her eye. “Cocks, cunts, pretty little mouths, tight little asses. I take whatever the fuck makes me wet.” Isadora’s lips parted cause honestly this was turning her on so good, her cheeks flushing dark pink even through the bruises. Caterina laughed low and soft, the sound vibrating straight through both their bodies. “Best fucking decision