Page 37 of Doll's Eye
“Just because we had sex?! God, were you this clingy with all your women?”
I chuckle and reach over her to dig for the cuffs attached to the bed, buried behind the pillows. Without taking my eyes off hers, I restrain one wrist in the cuff, and her eyes finally reflect fear.
“Massimo,” she grits out, causing a crooked grin to tug at the corner of my lips. “Uncuff. Me. Right. Now.”
“I don’t think so,gattina. You’ve tried my patience, and now you must pay.” She begins thrashing and pulling on her restrained wrist. Tiny little thing is no match for me nor the steel. Easily enough, I pull her other wrist up to the second pair and click it around her wrist. “You fucking—”
“Tsk tsk.” I cluck my tongue and wag my finger in her face as she screams through her teeth and flails about. “The more you curse and yell at me, the worse it’ll be.”
“I don’t give a shit. You will uncuff me right now!”
Sighing, I lean back on my heels. “You’ll be released once your punishment is over. And however long that will be is entirely up to you.”
She begins swearing at me in Italian as I get up from the bed and go close the door. On my way back, I smile as I start peeling my clothes off. She’s screeching and fighting, and I know her wrists will be a mess after this. I almost feel bad for that. I don’t like to see her skin tainted unless it’s from me and the pleasure we make together.
“Sshhh.” I go and straddle her again, containing her flailing legs. “Bambina. Calmati, amore mio.”Calm down, my love. Her nostrils flare as she breathes heavily out of them.
“I’m going to kill you once I—”
“Alessia. Do I need to muzzle you?” I say sternly.
Her nostrils flare again as her eyes widen in outrage. “You will not fucking muzzle me.”
“Then hush. Take your punishment like a good girl.” Her lips thin as she sneers, and I think she’d rather silence herself than me silencing her with a gag. “You are so beautiful.” I kiss her on the lips, and surprisingly, she doesn’t try to bite me. She’s learning. That’s good. “I’m sorry, but I will have to rip this dress,bella.” She’s still silently glowering. The two thin straps of her dress easily snap. Reaching under her, I find the zipper. “Are you still sore, baby?” I rasp closely to her face. Her silence makes me chuckle. “Now, we aren’t talking?” Nothing. “Very well.” She remains quiescent and docile as I remove all her clothing. “Do you have any idea how ethereal you are right now? Red with rage, at my mercy, naked.”
I nudge her legs apart to inspect her puffy little pussy. It’s still swollen, but it’s gone down severely since this morning. And what do you know? It’s glistening. “Ah,amore.” I remove my eyes from her cunt to look at her face. “You’re fuckinggushing.” Her nostrils flare, and I know how much the invective inside her is raging.
Moving off the bed again to get a good look at my masterpiece, I decide to leave my pants on for now to abstain. First, she needs her punishment, then I can take my own pleasure.
Taunting her, I run my fingers down from her clavicle bone over her sensitive and raw nipples. I watch them pebble then continue down her smooth, slender legs.
“Knees up,gattina.”
Face full of defiance, she not only hikes her knees up but spreads them nice and wide unabashedly. The daring look on her beautiful face has me laughing inside.This woman…
Crawling over her, I take a nipple harshly into my mouth, making her suck in a sharp breath through her teeth. I don’t bite down, but I pull it to the back of my tongue and watch as she fights through the pain. Pinching her other nipple, I pull it, and her lips turn white as she strains them into a flat line.
I’m not necessarily trying to hurt her or even get a reaction from her. I'm just giving her a reminder of whose castle she’s in. I’ll treat her as my queen and, most of the time, as my equal, but she will learn not to disrespect me and fight me every time she may not agree with something.
I switch sides and do the same to each nipple. Her body tenses under me, and she fights back a whimper. Knowing I’ve made my point, I move down her body and cup her breasts, giving them a firm squeeze. She jerks her body to try and buck me off her.
I chuckle and sit back. My fingers wrap around her tight thighs to push her knees up at her sides. Such a beautiful sight. Her pink, puffy, wet cunt. “Keep your knees up.” She obeys me as I let go. Taking one finger, I slip it through her folds to her entrance and slide it in. She’s tense and tighter than normal. “Tell me. Are you sore?” I slowly pump it in and out of her, and she only stares at me. “Tell me,gattina. Or I won’t be gentle at all.”
“Yes.” Her words come through her clenched teeth.
“Then I’ll be gentle.”
She scoffs. “Right. Do you even know how to be gentle?”
Chuckling, I continue pumping slowly with just one finger and place a kiss on her inner thigh. “I have yet to really let go,gattina.”
“And have yet to be gentle,” she retorts.
My heart thumps in my chest for some reason as I pause. “Is that what you want, Alessia? Gentle?” She’s back to silence. “No, Alessia. You don’t want gentle.” I add another finger inside her, and her eyelids grow heavy as her chest heaves. “You need me to take your power and for you to feel mine.”
Every minute of every day, she feels as if she needs to prove herself. Prove how strong, brave, and intelligent she is. Giving control over to me, she can, for once, be just a woman and not the ruthless daughter of a don.
“I hate it,” she says in a breathy whisper.
