Chapter 5
802 Words
Gabriella's POV.
"Only call me sir!" He commands and I nod. He spanks my right ass and there I know I have done something wrong.
"What did I do?" I ask.
"What did you do? Call me sir, add sir to every word you utter." He says.
"Yes sir." I reply.
"Bend over, I'm taking you from behind. Are you still sore?" He asks.
I'm still a bit sore, but I don't feel like telling him. It kind of feels absurd.
"No." I answer.
"No what?"
"No sir."
"That's more like it! Now, bend over! Your two hands to the back!" He commands and I do all as he has just said.
I bend over, the cold air brushes my skin. Goose bumps takes over my skin, but it's not from the cool air, but for the man standing behind me. He binds my hand behind my back and lay on me.
His husky whispers sounds incoherent as his hands are moving over my bare skin.
"You can't c*m, slut!" He whispers in my ear and I feel his breath on my ass. I am yet to recover from his breath on my hole, when I feel a finger slip in.
A pained moan escapes my lips, before I can control it. He pulls his finger out and this time slip in more than one finger, but I decide to hold my screams back. Ass f**k isn't as great as Laura said. I will so kill my bestfriend.
"Stop holding back your moans or I will punish you." With that I feel wetness on my asshole and then the tip of something hard before he slams into me at once.
"Arrrgh." I scream.
"f**k!" He cusses as he enters me. "The tightest." He murmurs.
He doesn't move until my laboured breaths are back to normal and as soon as they come back to normal. He begins to move slowly, the pain begins to fade and I feel like screaming for more. He fastens his pace and pull out of me. I feel empty, but he slams into me again and I scream again.
"I didn't want to use a gag for you, don't make me to." He warns as he moves his mouth to the nape of my neck. One hand is holding my hair and the other can't stop smacking my ass.
My moans are the only sound heard and I feel him move faster and pull out without warning. He slaps my ass and pinch my n****e before letting me go.
I try to stand on my feet, but I fail terribly. s**t! How evil is anal s*x?
"Wash up and receive your credit card, you need a good amount of official gowns as you will be accompanying me to my business trips and dates." He says, buttoning his shirt. He walks out leaving a sore me naked and right there I concluded that my earlier nice thoughts of him were wrong.
He is indeed a ruthless business man!
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I'm laying restlessly on my bed. I washed up, but I am just too tired to do anything.
I'm well dressed in the conservative mid thigh length black gown selected for me, but my tired and sore self doesn't feel like going out. God knows how much I hate shopping!
Hush.. don't mention God. You are unholy! ~ my inner mind warns and I hiss.
"Brie!" He calls my name as he walks in. He eyes my hair which is scrawled not really nicely on the bed. My long legs sprawled too. He closes his eyes and open them almost immediately.
"Mr Rucci, I just wanted to rest a bit. I am weak." I explain, standing up and pulling my hair into a messy bun.
"Brie..." He wants to yell I know, but he decides not.
"I will get going now. I will grab a cab." I say, stepping into my strap heels shoe. I sit back on the bed to adjust the straps, but I stop when I feel his presence very close.
"Stop flaunting your legs or else I will rip the skinny gown off your body and have you bounded up. I will flog you and you will count!" He says calmly and I gulp.
Why is he confusing? He chose this cloth, didn't he see how short it was before asking me to wear it?
"And, oh! Did you say you will grab a cab? Why should you grab a cab. Alex will drive you to the mall." He says, holding my arm as I stand up.
"Thank you." I say and he nods.
"We are getting married, this weekend. You have three days to prepare." He says and with that he places my card in my palm, leaving a shocked me.
"What?! Marriage this weekend?"
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