Page 9 of His for the Taking

New tears streamed down Nina’s cheeks as she got herself into position, placing her hand forward, followed by one knee. My cock was so fucking hard it ached. My balls were full and drawn up, ready to fill every hole she possessed.

I stepped behind her, gripping the bunched fabric of her dress and ripping it from her body, leaving her in just her white lace panties, the crotch stained red from my earlier intrusion. “That’s better,” I murmured. “Such a pretty girl, darling.”

She was slow in moving as we made our way down the hallway, and the entire time, I gazed at her perfectly rounded ass and the way her tits swung with every hesitant move she made.

When we reached the door at the end of the hall, I scanned my key card and pushed the door open, waiting for Nina to crawl inside. My cock ached to be buried deep inside her tight, little virgin cunt as I continued to witness her degradation.

Once inside the room, I got rid of my tux jacket and turned to watch my wife, who was still on her knees like a good girl. Her eyes were so wide as she lowered her gaze to where my cock tented my pants.

I reached down and groped myself, and in that moment, her fear became almost tangible. I saw it, smelled it… tasted it in the air. She stood and made a run for the door, but I was ready for it. She didn’t make it more than a couple of feet before I was on her.

“Where do you think you can go, Principessa? You’re in a building full of dangerous men, and they all know you're mine. Even if I didn’t catch you right away, they’d drag your beautiful, naked ass right back to me.”

“You’re a monster,” she whispered.

I chuckled, gripped the back of her neck, and pushed her against the wall. “I sure the fuck am, pretty girl.” We were right next to the door… right by her faux freedom. “You’ll find no kindness from anyone, cousin.”

Adrenaline pumped in my veins, heightening my need for dominance as I spun her around and pressed my body against hers. I tangled my hand in her hair, working out the pins that held it all back from her face, and I inhaled deeply in pleasure when her dark locks fell loosely around her.

I yanked her head back, and she gasped.

“Looks like I’m going to have to teach you a lesson, Nina.” I dragged my tongue up the side of her neck, over her cheek and temple, then leaned back to stare into her eyes. “Cry harder for me, wife.” I ground my cock into her belly. “You feel what it does to me?”

I kept hold of her as I walked us to the master suite and tossed her onto the bed.

She scrambled back, her tits still on display from her degrading journey from the elevator, the material of her wedding gown now a heap near the door where I discarded it. And the more she scuffled back on the massive bed, the more I spied her little finger-painted panties.

I could see the blood in the center from where I’d roughly stretched her sweet cherry, but I knew there was more to take before it was fully popped.

“Please, Antonio, you don’t have to do this.”

I smirked at her, removing my belt from its hoops. Her gaze darted to my hands as I wrapped the leather around my palm.

“Please,” she begged, and my cock jerked. “Antonio, don’t hurt me, please.”

Her soft whimpering made my dick so hard the motherfucker ached. I stepped toward her but remained silent. I just admired the way she was crying and pleading for my mercy. But she’d soon find out that wasn’t something she’d ever get from me.

I reached down and dragged my finger along her ankle and moved upward to that crease where her shapely leg met her pussy. “Stay still for me, sweetheart,” I growled, barely controlling myself.

While staring into her eyes, I ripped off the stained panties.

“You won’t be needing these.” A sweet tear slid down her cheek. “My beautiful Nina, the next time you run from me, I’ll make you beg for death.” I stood and brought her panties to my nose and inhaled. Fuck, she smelled like… mine.

I let the panties flutter to the ground and unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock. “Come here,” I ordered, and she swallowed, her gaze darting between my face and my cock. “Now.” She exhaled and moved onto her knees, crawling closer. “Lie on your back, head hanging over the mattress.” Her confusion was apparent, yet she obeyed.

Her pussy was bared, but she kept her legs closed.

“Open for me, my pretty whore.”

She squeezed her eyes shut but listened to me, and even though I stood at the foot of the bed, her feet pointing toward the headboard, I could see—thanks to my height—her little pussy lips opening up like a flower’s petals.

“Perfect, darling. Open your mouth.”

She opened her eyes and looked at me. “No, please no,” she cried.

I leaned forward and brought my hand down swiftly on her bared cunt, slapping her virgin snatch and making her cry out. “Close your legs and I’ll spank your pussy even harder.” I swatted her cunt again.

The slaps weren’t gentle. I wanted them to hurt. It was a punishment, after all. “Nina, when I married you, I bought you. Do you understand that?”

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