The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Katrina's POV

My heart pounded as Silas circled me, I couldn't see him, but I could hear him.

The air between us felt electric, charged with his dominance and I could feel my wetness seeping through.

He had me kneeling on the plush rug in the center of the room with my legs spread apart and my wrists bound behind me.

I felt bare, kneeling there naked but I loved it.

The blindfold over my eyes heightened every sound, making me feel every sensation to the max.

"Do you know why you're here?" His deep, commanding voice sent a shiver down my spine.

He had taken a different tone, the one of my master. And I knew exactly what to do.

I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. "No, Master.

"Good girl," he murmured, his approval filled with satisfaction.

"But tonight, I want to test how much you can take. I want you to trust me completely."

I was ready to do that.

My lips parted to respond, but the sharp sting of leather against my skin stole my breath. It wasn't painful-more like a warning, a reminder of his control.

"You'll speak only when I ask you to. Understood?"

"Yes, Master," I breathed out. my voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation.

The sting of the whip kissed the curve of my thighs again, sharper this time and I gasped.

This was the first time I was getting whipped. I couldn't move, couldn't see. The airbuds were taken off when we moved to the floor, but I still couldn't tell where Silas was.

My knees dug into the rug, heat between my legs. Everything Silas did brought some sort of reaction from me, and I craved more of it.

I clenched my thighs together, trying to pleasr myself with the friction I got. But it was no use.

"You slut. Trying to bring yourself pleasure when I haven't yet let you," Silas grabbed my neck, cutting off my airflow.

Heat pooled in my stomach and my lips parted, my breathing irregular.

I was unsure if I wanted to shy away or push closer to him and so I stayed still.

"You look so beautiful when you tremble," Silas said, his voice dark and sexual. "But I told you, we're only getting started."

Silas let go of my neck, and once again I couldn't tell where he was.

The whip landed again, this time on the swell of my backside. The sensation wasn't unbearable-more of a rush, leaving me breathless. Each strike made me gasp, the pain affecting me in ways I didn't realize was possible.

I might have to take on the tag of a masochist after this.

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"Say it," Silas commanded, stepping closer. I could feel the heat of his presence even though I couldn't see him. "Say who you belong to."

Who I belonged to...

"Y-you, Master," I stammered, my voice breaking as the blindfold heightened every little sensation.

I belonged to him.

"Louder, Katrina." he ordered and I gasped when his palm came down on my face once more. At this point I was dripping, my core throbbing painfully as it begged for pleasure. I needed more. More of this. More of him.

"You, Master!"

He hummed, the sound dripping with approval. "Good girl."

His hand cupped my pussy, that one action making me moan.

"See how wet you are for me." His fingers slipped into me and I couldn't take it anymore, I threw my head back, my legs widening.

"Please," I begged, though I was unaware of what I was begging for.

Suddenly his fingers pulled away from me and I groaned in frustration. I needed him badly.

"Patience," Silas whispered.

The whip fell away, and I felt his hands graze the bare skin of my shoulders, then trail down my

back.

His touch was soothing, a contrast to the sharp sting from earlier. He tilted my chin upward, though I couldn't see him through the blindfold.

"You've done well," he said. "Now let's see how much more you can take."

Before I could process his words, Silas pressed a finger to my lips. "Open."

I obeyed, parting them as he slid two fingers into my mouth.

"Suck," he ordered, and I wrapped my tongue around them, I could taste myself on his fingers and I sucked.

"Good girl," he murmured, withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with something thicker. His cock brushed my lips, and I froze for a moment.

I hadn't realized when he had taken his clothes off.

"You'll take me in," he said, his voice firm but not unkind. "And you'll love it. Nod if you understand."

I wasn't allowed to speak yet, and so I did exactly as he said. My heart raced in anticipation and excitement.

I nodded and he gripped the back of my head, guiding me onto him. He started slow, letting me adjust, but soon his hips moved with a steady rhythm, He grinded against my lips, his cock bobbing up and down in my throat. The fullness made my jaw ache, but the way he groaned my name made me want to please him more.

All these while, he pleased me. Drove me to the edge of madness and back. Made me orgasm

and made my head spin.

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Finally I got the chance to return the favor.

"Relax your throat," he coaxed, his thumb brushing over my cheek as he pushed deeper. I tried to follow his lead, letting him set the pace, until he finally pulled away with a low curse.

He brought it once more to my lips and I sucked. Suckin his dick was hard with my hands tied behind me, but I still did it.

Silas's grip on my hair tightened as I tried to take him deeper. I was forced to rely on my mouth alone, but that seemed to please him.

His eyes were half-lidded, dark with lust, as he watched me struggle to keep up with his rhythm.

Tears burned my eyes, but it also made me wetter. Saliva dropped from the corner of my mouth as I sucked on.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

"That's it, Katrina," he murmured, his voice "Look at you, so eager. So perfect."

I flicked my tongue along his length, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked harder. The sound he made sent a shiver through me, and I pushed myself further, desperate to give him as much pleasure as he'd given me.

He guided me with his hand in my hair. When I gagged slightly, his thumb pressed against the corner of my mouth, wiping away the drool that dripped down my chin.

"Breathe through your nose," he instructed, his tone commanding. "Take me slowly, bit by bit. I don't want to hurt you."

I nodded as best as I could, focusing on relaxing my throat and following his lead. He began to move, his hips rolling forward in a steady rhythm, and I let him take control.

"Just like that," he groaned, his head falling back for a moment. "You're so good at this, Katrina. So obedient."

His praise made me go on, and I swirled my tongue around the tip before taking him deeper again.

The sound of my gagging mixed with his heavy breathing filled the room. I felt his muscles tense under my touch, and I knew he was close.

But just as he started to lose control, he pulled back abruptly, leaving me gasping for air. His chest heaved, and his hand cupped my jaw, tilting my face up. I still couldn't see his face because I was blind folded, but I know he was satisfied. "You're driving me insane," he growled, his thumb brushing over my swollen lips. "But I don't want to finish like this."

We were going on and on with this, and I loved it. My sex drive was high, and Silas was doing everything he could to make me enjoy this.

"On your knees," he ordered, his voice rough. I was already kneeling, but his hands on my hips turned me to face away from him. His touch slid lower, and I jolted when his finger teased between my cheeks.

"You're so sensitive," he said, his tone almost amused. "But you're going to love this."

"This won't work like this. I want you to lie and arch for me," His order came immediately and my heart raced.

"Leave your ass in the air, ready for me," and I did exactly as he said.

Laying on my chest with my ass towards the air, I pushed my waist downwards, my hands still tied behind me.

"Spread your legs apart,"

When I hesitated for a moment, his palm came hard against my ass, the sound reverberating through the room. A loud moan escaped my lips, the shock and pain sending me waves of pleasure. Chapter 97

"You liked that didn't you?" Silas asked, his hand coming down on my other cheek. Another moan slipped past, and I did exactly as he wanted.

"You hesitated. You were being disobedient. I'd punish you first before I give your reward,"

I couldn't help but feel excited for what his punishment would be, it seemed as if I wanted that far more than I wanted his

reward.

I gasped when his palm landed on my pussy, the shock being replaced with pleasure a few seconds later.

"Silas.." I moaned, pushing my ass closer to him.

"You liked that, didn't you," Silas massaged the part he had spank, pressing my waist down. His cock brushed against my entrance, and I pushed back, wanting him to put it in.

"Relax Katrina. Don't be impatient," Silas whispered, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

He pressed his tip to my entrance, sliding it up and down, but he didn't put it in.

I could feel how big he was, and for a moment, I wondered if he would fit.

"You'd get this later," he said suddenly, pulling away.

My whole body screamed in frustration and for a moment I considered going against him just to get punished once more.

Silas spread me open, sliding a slick finger into my ass. I gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, my body tensing.

"Relax," he said once more, his voice softening. "I'll take care of you."

Slowly, he worked his finger in and out, each movement careful. He added a second finger, and my breath hitched.

It was strange, almost overwhelming, but the way he whispered praise in my ear kept me grounded.

"You're doing so well," he said, his free hand gripping my waist. "Taking everything I give you."

His fingers quickened, and I couldn't stop the whimper that escaped me. My body felt like it was on fire, every nerve alight

under his control.

"Tell me how it feels," he demanded, slapping my ass.

"Good, Master," I gasped, my voice barely audible. "It feels... good."

Silas let out a chuckle. "That's what I like to hear."

He withdrew his fingers, and I felt the absence immediately. He leaned over me, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, "Now let's see just how deep you can take me,"

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