Kidnapped by the Mafia Lord

CHAPTER3

The next day. The door opened, and it was him this time around. He came in fully naked with his d**k as hard as a rock and had a length of a long ruler; I was shocked and, in the process, forgot the instructions I was given the previous day, so I was punished. He left, and almost immediately, a lady came in wearing black lacy lingerie pushed me towards the wall with my legs spread apart. She had a tiny vibrator, she then turned it on and played with it around my c**t I couldn't control the feelings I was getting, I moaned softly. In a few seconds, something harrowing happened. She stuffed the vibrator inside of me, took it out and left. The pain was intense. A few moments later, two men came in and released me from the chains I had cleaned up, and before they left they said "never forget the instructions". I cried for days thinking "is this how I am going to pay for my uncle's debt"? Just as I was told, my hair was shaved, and it was painful. Days passed and became weeks with no sign of Mr. Loreto, then on that day, the door opened and it was him. Immediately, I took off my clothes and knelt down in tears facing the wall with my hands on my head. He then took me up and pushed me on the bed dipped next to me, he grazed his fingers inside my thigh, making me clench even harder, and he began rubbing circles around my c******s. I moaned as he slipped a vibrator in and out of me; his warm breath fanned my neck. Leaning over on one of his elbows, he pushed his fingers inside of me. The sound of my wet p***y being thrust over and over made me wetter. After a few moments, he pulled his fingers from me and placed them on my lips." Suck on it," he commanded, in fear. I did so. He took a deep breath as he closed his eyes and left. I didn't know if I enjoyed the moment, wanted more, or just wanted it to end, so I could go on with my life. But as days passed, all I could think of was his touch and the sight of the size of his d**k; it was like I had never seen one before.

A few days later, the doors opened, and it was him; this time, I had mixed feelings of happiness and sadness as I enjoyed the last time. I wanted more; immediately, I knelt down after taking off my clothes and faced the wall; I thought it was going to be as usual, him pushing me on the bed. Still, this time around was different; he told me to get up and face him, and he stared at my breast and p***y for a few seconds. I stood there craving his touch, then he pulled me closer, turned me around, and placed my hands on the bed; with one hand, he grabbed my waist, forcing me to arch my back with the other hand on my head; he rubbed his hard c**k against my entrance.

"Please", I whispered. "Please"

He pushed himself into me forcefully; I clenched the bedsheets in my hand as his c**k filled me. He wrapped an arm around my torso and groped my breast, softly tugging on my earlobe.

You have no idea how much power I have over you, Luisa, he murmured. He thrust harder into me/ anything I want, you will give.

I gripped the sheets harder, thrusting my hips back against his.

"What do you want?" I asked, and he said

"You, on your knees".

He pulled himself out of me, and I turned to him and knelt down. He stroked his c**k. "Stick out your tongue." You are going to swallow it". My toes curled, and I gazed up at him with his fingers rubbing my c******s; he took my chin in his hand, and I opened my mouth; his c*m sprayed over my face, completely missing my mouth; he wiped his c**k with the sheets and left.

He left again without saying a word. I was confused; I loved the experience and hated it simultaneously, and as days turned into weeks, I had not heard a word from Lorenzo. I didn't know if I should be worried or not bothered; just as I was lost in thoughts, the door opened again, and it was Marcus, Lorenzo's right-hand man. He then instructed me to come with him; I was reluctant because that wasn't part of the plan. I yelled, "NO, that's absurd," and then he forcefully pulled me up to the terrace.

On getting there, Lorenzo was there, and there was a table that had a tray, and on that tray, there were some unfamiliar tools like whips, balls, and so many more. I was confused and out of words, and immediately he locked my hands with the chains and locks. They were like a wheel, then he tore off the dress I had on and grabbed my breasts and pinched my n*****s in his fingers. Then he then went down with his fingers down my this and then my c******s. He was gently rubbing my c******s and then all of a sudden he dipped his finger. It definitely felt like just one finger, he pounded his fingers deeper inside of me. Then he went to the tray and picked up a bullet shaped like piece of material, turned it on, and inserted it deep in me. I screamed in pain for help, and no one came. My legs trembled, then he released me from the chains, turning me to face the wall and said "hands on the wall". He arched my back and boom, his d**k was inside of me. He pushed it in really deep that I screamed and moaned at the same time. He went in and out slowly at first, then went faster and faster that I couldn't feel my legs. He didn't stop there he then pulled me and pushed me on the table that had the tools and turned me to back him and then he took the whip and whipped my bum I screamed in pains. He moaned harder for the first time I had heard him moan; he whipped me and told me to count down from ten; he continued till I could no longer speak, and when he was done, he left. I was in so much pain I couldn't move, neither could I cry; I fell on the floor sobbing and wondering when all of this was going to end. The thoughts I had earlier of enjoying the s*x were no more; I felt raped and brutalized, and I was left strengthless; the door opened, and two masked men came, picked me up, and took me back to my room. Days passed, and weeks also, I had not heard a word from anyone except the people who were coming to treat all the injuries I had and making sure I recovered as they were instructed. Well, so I thought.