Chapter Four #3
I put my hand between her shoulder blades, feeling her muscles jump in surprise and apprehension before I caressed the curve of her spine down to the restraining belt.
I gripped it tight. “Should I make it up to you?” I asked and yanked the belt back, pulling her suddenly into the pumping action of the fuck machine, where she yelped, bucked and whimpered before I shoved her back out of its reach.
“Do you know what I think?”
“I don’t care what you think,” she spat.
“I think you were jealous,” I continued in a musing tone. “You saw me looking at those beautiful women on the dance floor and you became green with envy didn’t you, belladonna?”
I emphasized my question with another stinging swat.
“Ow! Yes! Fine! I saw you staring at that woman’s ass and got jealous. Are you happy now?”
Little did she know that I was indeed thrilled, but I didn’t show it.
“That woman is my brother’s wife and she, I have no doubt, is receiving her punishment at the hand of my very displeased brother.
She is another naughty girl, and I’m sure her punishment fits the crime.
In fact–” I moved around in front and flicked the dangling metal of the clamps.
“—I’m sure she’s getting spanked in the car where his men can hear her cry and beg for him to stop. ”
I flicked the clamps again.
“Does that excite you, Bella? Another woman getting spanked by her master, her god? She’ll fuss and struggle and cry, but when it’s over, she’ll be down on her knees, swallowing his cock like a good girl.
” I flicked the dangling metal attached to her nipples and added in a few tugs. “Do you want to be a good girl?”
She moaned, panted, and finally said, “Yes, Sir. I want to be a good girl.”
“Tsk tsk, little Gaby. Tell me your name and I may let you have an orgasm.”
I put down the cane and grabbed the flogger, dusting the ends down her back and ass in a figure-eight pattern. Her long moan of desire filled the room; she wanted more, but so did I. “Tell me your name.”
“Allegra,” she responded.
“Allegra. A pretty name for a pretty woman.”
“Please, Gaetano. May I come now?”
I continued dusting her back, the hypnotic slap, slap, slap of leather tendrils on her skin filled the room. “Second name,” I demanded.
“Gabriella.”
That wasn’t what I was looking for, but at least now I knew where Gaby came into things.
“Allegra Gabriella…?”
She didn’t add her last name. I flicked the leather between her thighs when the dildo pulled back.
“Oh! More please,” she begged.
I alternated with the dildo gently guiding the soft leather strips to strike her sensitive lips. Not enough to give her what she was asking for, but enough to let her know this was a negotiation and I was in control.
Allegra struggled in her bonds, her needy little cunt pulsing, searching for anything it could grip. The sheen from her brow earlier had now extended to encompass her body. She wanted it, but was still fighting me.
I dropped the flogger and picked up the paddle. I cracked it across the seat of her ass, the edge catching the top of her thighs. I kept up a steady stream of swats on her backside and thighs while she cried and begged, but I wasn’t stopping, not this time, not until she gave me her last name.
I knew the moment I’d won when her muscles stopped straining against the bonds. Through her hiccupping cries, she gave me her last name.
“Calabretta. I am Allegra Gabriella Calabretta. The eldest daughter of Don Rego Calabretta, but I’m not a spy! My family doesn’t even know I’m here.”
I stored that information for later. The Calabretta family was a cog in a very big wheel, but a cog all the same. Later I would find out why she was hiding, but for the moment, her name was enough for me.
I dropped the paddle and removed the fuck machine, turning it off. Once the whirl of the motor was gone, the room was plunged into silence with the occasional hiccup from G—Allegra but I would soon fill it up again with her moans of pleasure.
No longer concerned about her ass wiggling, I removed the strap from around her waist and, parting her warm ass cheeks, shoved my face in deep, and flicked her nub with my tongue.
With her waist free of bonds, Gaby pressed her hips back, meeting my thrusting tongue.
I slipped a finger past her swollen folds and straight back to a little hidden erogenous zone and pumped it while I suckled her clit.
“Yes!” she cried, her legs began to quiver with her impending orgasm.
Clamping down on her sensitive nub while I darted my tongue, Gaby fell apart, her tasty essence exploding on my tongue.
After licking up all her sweet nectar, I straightened up and undid my pants, yanking them and my boxers down.
I stroked my cock and pressed the head against her opening.
Gaby groaned, arching her backside in invitation.
Gripping her hips, I thrust deep inside of her.
I rode her hard, the clanking of the metal on the nipple clamps jangling in time with my thrusts.
Having her nipples manipulated while I fucked her drove her to the edge so fast, it almost pushed me over the edge with her, but I took control and rode her through every orgasm.
“Gaetano!” she cried, shuddering and milking my cock so hard I thought it might break off.
I pulled out, leaving her gasping and empty, greedy for more. Right where I wanted her.
“Allegra,” I said severely. “Why did you run from me?”
I grabbed lubricant from the implement cupboard and stroked my cock. I rubbed her anus with the lube and pressed two fingers past the tight ring of muscle.
“Answer me.”
I pressed my cockhead inside her tight ass.
She gasped and tried to wiggle away, but I gripped her hips to hold her in place.
“I told you! I was afraid you were sent by my father to find me and would take me to him if you discovered who I was.”
It was an answer, but I could tell she was lying. I pressed past the tight ring of muscle. “Try again, piccola.”