Deeper Submission

I woke up the next morning wrapped in Jace arms. His big body was warm against my back. I felt sore between my legs but in a strange good way. Memories of last night flooded my mind. The way he spanked me. The way he filled me completely. I blushed hard.

Jace stirred behind me. His hand moved down my stomach and cupped my pussy possessively. "Good morning Scar," he said in a sleepy deep voice. "Did you dream about my cock?"

I tried to pull away but he held me tighter. "You are impossible," I whispered.

He chuckled and kissed my shoulder. "And you are mine." His fingers started rubbing my clit slowly. Even though I was sore I felt herself getting wet again. Jace noticed immediately. "Always so ready for me. Such a perfect little slut."

He pushed two fingers inside me without hesitation. I moaned softly. He moved them gently at first then faster. The wet sounds made me embarrassed but I couldn't stop my hips from moving.

Jace turned me onto my back and spread my legs wide. He looked at my exposed pussy with hungry eyes. "I need to taste you."

Before I could reply he lowered his head. His tongue licked me from bottom to top. I cried out and grabbed his hair. He sucked on my clit hard. His tongue flicked fast. Two fingers slipped inside me while he ate me like a starving man.

The pleasure built quickly. I moaned louder and louder. My thighs shook around his head. Jace growled against my pussy and sucked even harder.

"Cum on my tongue Scar," he ordered.

I came hard. My whole body shook. Jace kept licking me through the orgasm until I was a trembling mess.

He climbed up my body and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself on his lips. It felt dirty and exciting at the same time.

"Now it is your turn to ride me," Jace said. He lay on his back and pulled me on top of him. His cock stood hard and thick. "Take what you want."

I hesitated. I was still new to all this. Jace gripped my hips and helped me lower myself onto him. The stretch was intense. I moaned as he filled me completely.

"Ride me Scar. Move those hips."

I started moving slowly. Up and down. Jace groaned and squeezed my ass. "Faster."

I moved quicker. The pleasure grew with every bounce. Jace sat up and took my nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard while I rode him. His hands guided my movements.

"Fuck you feel so good," he growled. "This pussy was made for my cock."

He suddenly flipped us over and took control again. He fucked me hard and deep. Each thrust hit a spot inside me that made me see stars. I wrapped my legs around him.

Jace choked me lightly with one hand. Not enough to hurt but enough to make me feel owned. "You belong to me," he said while pounding into me. "Say it."

"I belong to you," I gasped.

"Good girl."

He rubbed my clit fast. I came again with a loud cry. Jace followed right after. He filled me with his hot cum once more.

We lay together catching our breath. Jace stroked my hair gently. For a moment he looked almost soft.

Later that day he took me to a different room in the mansion. It was like a private gym but with many strange items. Chains on the walls. A large padded table. Different toys and ropes.

"This is the playroom Scar," Jace explained. "Here I will train you properly."

I felt nervous but excited. Jace tied me wrists to chains hanging from the ceiling. He made me stand with my legs apart. Then he blindfolded me.

"You will learn to trust me completely," he said.

I heard him move around. Suddenly something soft touched my breasts. A feather maybe. Then his hands. Then a light slap on my ass. He teased me for long minutes. Touching everywhere except where I needed it most.

"Please Jace," I begged.

"Please what?" he asked.

"Please touch my pussy."

Jace rewarded me by pushing a vibrator against my clit. The strong vibrations made me shake. He moved it away when I got close. Again and again. Edging me until I cried with need.

Finally he removed the blindfold. He fucked me while I was still chained. Hard and fast from behind. U came so many times I lost count.

By the evening I was exhausted but satisfied. Jace carried me to the bathroom and washed me gently in the big tub. He held me close while the warm water relaxed my body.

"You are doing so well Scar," he whispered. "I knew you were perfect the first time I saw you."

I looked up at him. "Why did you choose me? There are many girls out there."

Jace was quiet for a moment. His hand stroked my back. "Because you are pure. And I need something pure in my dark world."

He did not say more. But I could feel there was pain behind his words. I wondered what made this powerful man so obsessed with owning me.

That night we slept together again. Jace fucked me slowly this time. Almost tenderly. He whispered dirty words in my ear but also called me beautiful. I felt myself falling deeper. I was scared of how much I was starting to crave him.

Outside the mansion dangerous things were happening in Jace mafia world. But inside these walls I was learning to submit. And I was getting wetter for him every single day.