Vanessa
This is better than him killing me, right?
At least, that's what I try to convince myself to get through this.
I walk on my hands and knees behind him. Sweat trickles down my back, creating a cold trail in its wake. The aching between my legs is almost unbearable now. I can feel wetness leaking down my thighs, I just hope no one else is able to see it.
This whole thing is fucking humiliating, but I can't deny the strange arousal I feel as Diego parades me around like I'm some exotic creature.
There must be seriously something wrong with me!
I release a small breath of relief as we return to the room resembling a serial killer's basement. My eyes meet Diego's, and a wicked smirk plays on his lips. "Your turn, Danny," he says with chilling calmness.
My mouth parts, but I don't dare make a sound. As fucked up as it is, I did earn this punishment. I should be grateful he didn't just pull out a gun and shoot me in the head.
While Danny leads me, I fix my gaze straight ahead, avoiding any eye contact with the men.
"You know, puta, your stupidity could've gotten me killed," Danny mutters, ensuring only I can hear. "He doesn't tolerate mistakes. He could have held me accountable for your foolish actions. Did that thought even cross your mind?"
Guilt washes over me, but I hold my tongue. I'm acutely aware of Diego's intense gaze, and I dread the consequences if he catches me speaking after he forbade it. No, I wasn't thinking about anything other than getting out of here. I didn't even consider that it would get Danny killed, but I shouldn't be surprised. Diego is a monster, after all.
"You deserve all of this humiliation and more. I hope he fucks your tight, little pussy in front of the entire family." His voice is laced in hatred and disgust, making me shiver.
If he didn't like me before, he must wish for my death now.
He finishes walking me around the floor and returns me to Diego, handing him back my leash. My "owner" pets my head, a satisfied smile twitching at the corners of his lips. "Good girl. Look who knows how to follow directions after all," he purrs.
Despite the shame and humiliation, hot pleasure tingles down my spine straight to my core, begging for release. Still on my knees, Diego stops and motions for me to crawl into the room. Danny follows, waiting patiently by the door for his next instructions.
Diego stops near a bench thing that has metal cuffs on either end. His dark, piercing gaze fills my belly with unease. "Get up here. Now."
His voice is calm, but there's a dangerous storm underneath his tone. If I don't comply, I'll be swept up into his fiery tornado and burned alive.
I climb up on the bench and he wraps the restraints around my wrists and tightens them. Then, he does the same to my ankles. He slips a black cloth over my eyes and ties it behind my head. Fear surges through me now that I'm completely immobilized and I start to fight against the restraints, but a hard hand immediately comes down on my ass.
"Stay still," he barks, making me freeze. My throat constricts as hot tears silently stream down my face underneath the blindfold. Tremors course through my body, and the sound of my racing pulse echoes in my ears.
I'm scared.
When I signed the contract consenting to him doing anything he wanted to me, I didn't expect dark, fucked up shit like this.
But I should have.
"What are you afraid of, Mascota?" he asks, a touch of gentleness in his tone.
How about the fact that he's going to take my innocence and there's nothing I can do to stop it?
"I-I'm a virgin," I stammer, my voice trembling amidst the tears.
He hums. "Interesting. I should have expected you've never been touched by a man." Fingers glide up my side teasingly until his rich, masculine scent surrounds me as he stands directly in front of me. He grabs my chin, stroking it with his calloused finger. "Your virginity belongs to me, but I promise to take it slow. Warm you up to receiving pleasure. And I won't fuck you until you're ready to beg for it, understood?"
I gulp, nodding. I'm still too afraid to speak. Too afraid of what he might do to me with my body completely at his mercy.
"Use your words, Mascota."
I think back to the contact.
"Yes, Sir." The words feel so foreign, so dirty coming from my mouth.
Yet strangely arousing.
"Good girl," he murmurs. He strokes my head and I fight the urge to lean into his touch. "Danny, lick her pussy. She's practically dripping down her legs."
What the fuck? He hates me. Would he really do that just because his boss asks him to?
I stiffen as two large, calloused hands rest on my ass, and I feel a hot breath tickling my core. I've seen oral performed in porn, even imagined a faceless man doing such things to me, but I've never actually had the opportunity to act on it.
I moan as a warm tongue slips between my lips. My breathing grows heavier, my legs shake as he licks my arousal from my thighs and down my legs before returning his tongue to my drooling pussy.
I feel my hair loosen as Diego takes out my scrunchie. "That's it, take your punishment like a good pet," he says, his accented voice thick with lust. He continues to stroke my head back and forth, running his hand through my hair, likely making it even frizzier with how much I'm sweating right now.
So, this is a punishment? This isn't too bad, I suppose. Not for someone who was about to get the head of the Mexican mafia put in prison for life.
My body feels like it's on fire as I grip the edge of the bench. I'm mewling and moaning embarrassingly loud, an unfamiliar feeling building in the pit of my stomach. Each stroke of his tongue brings me closer to the edge. He groans, the sound reverberating in my core.
In one fluid movement, he shoves his tongue inside me. "Oh fuck!" I shout. My legs give away and I fall forward, arching my ass even higher in the air. Danny's fingers dig deeper into my skin as he begins thrusting his tongue inside me.
The pressure builds until I'm practically screaming for release. I'm so close...
So close!
SO FUCKING-
"Danny, stop!" Diego suddenly commands just as I'm about to orgasm for the first time. Danny stops abruptly, withdrawing his touch.
I tightly purse my lips in disappointment. The feeling in my stomach climbs back down, but my pussy is still throbbing hard, demanding that they finish what they started.
"Please, Sir," I plead, my voice filled with desperation. I know I shouldn't, but I'm consumed by my dark desires. I want to come. No, need to come.
Diego chuckles. "As much as I enjoy your begging, this is a punishment. Orgasms are for good girls, and you weren't a good girl today, were you?"
I sigh, shaking my head.
"Words, Mascota."
"N-No, Sir," I stammer.
"Good. Next time you will behave when I tell you to."
He removes my restraints before peeling the blindfold from my eyes. The first thing I see is his huge erection. I glance at Danny who is standing near the door again, licking his lips, and notice that he's also hard. His brown eyes are filled with lust as they sear into mine.
I quickly look away. I can't believe a second ago his face was-
I shake my head, forcing away the thoughts.
"We're done here, Danny. Take her home, I have more business to attend to," Diego says impassively. Danny opens the door for him, and Diego walks out without giving me a second glance.