The Mafia's Good Girl
The Mafia’s Good Girl – Chapter 26

~ Violet ~

“Take off your clothes,” Damon said in a commanding tone.

Violet jerked her eyes open in shock.

“N-now?” she stammered.

Damon didn’t answer her in words, but his eyes gave it away. He was deadly serious. Violet swallowed hard and her shaky hands went to the zipper on her back. She pulled on the zipper of her dress until the fabric fell and pooled around her feet. Violet stepped out of her clothes and she was left in her strapless bra and black underwear. Damon took a moment and walked a circle around her. She could feel his gaze piercing through her skin and Violet shuddered.

“On your knees,” he said in that low, husky voice.

Damon was standing behind her and Violet kneeled on the floor. She turned her face to the side and watched as Damon walked another circle around her.

“Now, there are a lot of things written in that contract, but I just want you to remember these three main things,”

Damon went around the desk and grabbed something from the drawer. Seconds later, he came back and stood behind Violet. She heard a metallic sound and felt something cold hitting her neck. Damon was putting on a leather collar with a metal chain holder around her neck.

“What is this?” Violet gasped in shock, but Damon only tightened the collar around her neck further.

“Rule number one of the game. Whenever I need you to come see me, I want you to wear this,” he said.

He fastened the buckle of the collar and Violet felt suffocated. She opened her mouth to breathe and her hand went to touch the rigid black leather. She tried pulling it away from her neck, but it only made her skin bruise.

“Ouch,” she grimaced.

The collar was a little too tight and Violet was afraid she couldn’t breathe. The fear caused her to hyperventilate and Damon responded by tilting her chin up to him.

“Don’t fight it,” he said.

Violet swallowed hard and calmed her breathing. Even swallowing was hard because the collar was glued to her neck, but Violet tried her best to push through it.

“You’re not taking this off when you’re with me. Do you understand, Violet?” Damon said in that demanding and threatening tone.

“Y-yes,” she choked.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes… master,”

“Good girl,” he said with a smile curving on his lips. Then he let go of her face and started walking circles again. “Now, how does that feel?”

Violet took a moment before answering.

It feels degrading and disgusting. You’re treating me like an animal.

Violet knew better than to say those words out at him. So instead she said, “It feels… weird,”

Damon only cócked his head to the side and replied, “You’ll get used to it,”

He then walked around and stood behind her. He pulled on the collar until her head flinched back in shock.

“Rule number two, you must always communicate your feelings to your master,”

Damon was pulling on the collar so hard, Violet was choking. She wanted to tell him to stop, but her voice wasn’t coming out. He held her there for a few more seconds before finally releasing his grip. Violet gasped and panted for air.

“And finally, rule number three, what happens inside that room stays inside that room,”

Damon’s head gestured to the secret room behind the bookshelf. Violet knew exactly what he meant by that. Then he stretched out his hand in front of her face and his dark brown eyes pierced into her soul.

“Are you ready for hell, my little angel?”

Violet’s breath hitched again, but this time it wasn’t because of the collar. Her skin was crawling and her heart was pounding in fear. But despite all of that, Violet looked up at him with brave eyes and she took his hand.

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~ Damon ~

She’s full of surprises, isn’t she?

Damon didn’t think that Violet would be so easily compliant, but she was, and it pleased him. With a smile on his face, he led her into the secret room and closed the door shut behind them. The lights went on and they illuminated all the toys and contraptions installed. This wasn’t a new sight for Violet, but it still gave her Goosebumps.

“I know you’re still new to this, so I’ll take it easy on you tonight,”

Damon then brought her over to the massage table on the corner of the room and pushed her neck down until she was bent over the table. There were chains all along the table and Damon locked her collar down to the middle link. He then locked her ankles to the legs of the table, causing her to spread her a*s up high. Violet couldn’t move an inch as her neck and legs were tied down. Her back and a*s were exposed to the air and her knees were trembling. Damon stood right behind her and pressed himself against her skin. His hands slowly snaked around her body before removing her bras and cupping her breasts.

Violet’s breath hitched as Damon’s rough hands gripped and flicked hard on her n*****s. His chest was pressed onto her back and his hard bulge was rubbing against her a*s. Violet was still wearing her underwear and Damon didn’t like the fabric covering her skin.

“You’re not wearing underwear in this house anymore, do you understand me?” Damon’s tone was firm and commanding. And without any warning, he gripped her underwear and tore them apart. The broken fabric fell to the floor and Violet’s naked a*s was in full display.

“Y-yes… master,” she stammered.

Damon smiled in response. He was looking at her round and perky a*s and he was biting his l*p, looking very satisfied.

What a fúcking good girl.

Damon bent down as his eyes traveled to the folds covering her pússy lips. He put a finger on her skin and she shuddered responsively. Damon’s index finger pushed her folds aside and pressed until he found her clit. Her body jerked in response and Damon rubbed her sensitive part harder.

Violet tried her best to suppress the m***s as Damon’s finger worked its magic. While his index finger was rubbing her clit, he pushed another finger through and it slipped into her entrance. Damon could feel the wetness pooling around her as he hooked his fingers into her tight hole. He started shaking his hand while grabbing onto her tightly, and his fingers were hitting her g-spot over and over again.

“Oh!” Violet couldn’t help the m***s escaping her throat. Her breath was now ragged and her cheeks were flushed red. Damon could feel her nearing her órgasm and he pulled his hand away. Violet mewled in response but he only smiled at her.

Damon checked his hand and saw the clear liquid drenching his fingers. He licked her juices clean and they tasted sweet on his mouth. Damon let out an appreciative g***n as he looked at her swollen pússy lips.

So pink and raw. I can’t wait to destroy this little pússy.

“Hmm, you’re such a beauty,” Damon murmured as he planted a k**s on her folds. Violet squirmed in response, wanting more of him, but Damon pulled away and stood up.

“Tell me, have you been a good girl, Violet?” Damon said as circled around her and stood in front of her face.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Damon smiled and took off his suit, then he proceeded to take off his belt.

“Have you learned anything new since we last did it?” he asked.

“…Anything new?” Violet looked up at him in confusion.

God, she’s so innocent.

Damon bent down so he was on eye level with her. Their faces were only inches away and he stared at her with his piercing gaze.

“Have you been with any other guys?” he asked.

Violet blushed a little at the question. Then she shook her head and muttered, “No,”

“Did you start touching yourself?” he pressed on.

Violet didn’t answer this one. Her cheeks turned bright red and Damon couldn’t help it. He grabbed her cheek and pulled her face closer to him.

“Answer me, kitten,” he said.

“Y-yes,”

“What?”

“Yes, master,” Violet said in a whisper, sounding like she was ashamed. “I have…”

Damon smiled and let go of her face. He stood up straighter and took a step back from her.

“Show me,” he demanded.

Violet looked at him to see if he was serious, and of course, he was. He was waiting for her to make a move. Violet’s right hand was shaking as it slowly moved down the table and reached for her clit. Her fingers rolled and rubbed the sensitive bud, and Damon was watching.

“Don’t stop,” he ordered.

Damon’s hand went to unbutton his pants and he revealed the bulge behind his boxer briefs. He pulled his manhood out and started stroking it. Violet didn’t know where to look and maybe she wanted to look away, but she couldn’t. Her eyes were fixed on his every move. Damon then took a step closer and his tip was staring at Violet right in her face.

“Go on, you know what to do,” he said.

There were uncertainty and fear in her eyes, but Violet obeyed. She parted her lips and her tongue went out to touch him. The moment her tongue hit his skin, Damon let out a g***n. She was licking him like a little girl licking her ice cream.

“Good girl,” he grunted and put a hand on the side of her face. “Now open your mouth,”

Violet didn’t immediately obey. She looked scared and she froze up. Damon’s large hand then pinched her cheeks until her mouth open.

“Open,” he said again.

Violet obeyed this time. She opened her mouth wider and Damon pushed his length into her.

“Don’t let it touch your teeth,”

Violet stayed completely still as Damon started moving in and out of her mouth. He started off slow and steady at first, but then he picked up the pace and started ramming himself deeper. Violet wanted to gag when he did it, but she managed to suck it in. Damon’s tip pushed to the back of her throat and she felt so warm and wet, Damon couldn’t stop cursing and groaning.

Fúck. This feels so good.

For the next few minutes, Damon used her mouth to pleasure himself while she stayed completely still. This was the first time she ever gave any guy a blowjob, so the fear in her eyes was justified. Damon used her until she gagged and choked, and he only gave her a couple of seconds to recover before pushing into her again.

Fuuuck!

She felt so good that Damon could cúm into her throat right now if he wanted to, but he didn’t. Instead, he pulled himself out and walked around the table to stand at her back. He stared at her round a*s for a moment before his saliva-covered length started rubbing against the slits. Violet couldn’t stop squirming and whimpering as he did it.

* SMACK! *

Damon slapped her a*s cheek raw and a red mark was imprinted on her white skin. He then grabbed her h**s tightly in place while positioning himself on her entrance.

“Stay still,” he said.

“Damon, wait—AH!“

Damon didn’t wait and he just plunged himself into her all at once. Violet’s eyes shot up in shock as electricity sparked through her veins.

“What did you just call me?” Damon said as grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her face up.

“M-master…” she corrected herself and begged. “Please slow down,”

Damon’s hands were firm on her collar as he took long strokes, taking her from behind. His length pushed and stretched her tight walls, before pulling out completely and entering into her again.

She’s so fúcking tight. God.

Damon hadn’t felt anything this good in a long time. He savored each moment as his length penetrated in deeper and deeper. Before long, Violet’s body began responding to him and she was moving to meet his thrusts.

“Does this feel good, kitten?” he asked her.

“Yes, master,”

Damon smiled and picked up the pace. His hands were still holding her collar and he was pounding into her like an animal. Violet scrunched her eyes closed and her m***s grew uncontrollable. He could feel her getting close and Damon slapped her a*s on the same spot again.

* SMACK! *

“Ah!” Violet cried as the pain stung her skin. Damon didn’t stop the pounding and her walls were clenching tightly.

“Are you going to cúm, my little angel?” Damon pressed his lips onto her ear as he continued mercilessly drilling her.

“Y-yes, please…”

“Ask nicely,”

“Master, can I cúm, please?!”

Violet was on the verge of breaking apart. Her breathing was labored and her body was convulsing. Damon pushed himself into her deep and hard before slapping her a*s again.

* SMACK! *

“Come,” he said, and she did.

Violet came so hard, she was practically squirting all over him. She let out a sharp cry as the sensation took over her body. Her stomach clenched and her walls closed all around his length. Damon never felt anything as divine as this before, he was losing his mind.

s**t. Fúck. s**t.

Damon took slow strokes as Violet was riding out her órgasm. If he wasn’t careful, he would’ve busted himself into her right this moment. Damon loosened his grip around her collar and slowly pulled away. With his length still hard and covered in juices, he walked over to her front and stood in front of her face.

“Here, taste yourself,”

Violet opened her eyes to see Damon’s length staring right at her. She swallowed instinctively and opened her mouth. The next thing he knew, she was licking and sucking his shaft. She was a fast learner and Damon was having trouble containing himself. With his jaw clenched hard, Damon leaned down and his hand reached for her pússy from across the table. He used his fingers to play with her again while she was sucking on his length. Damon thought this would throw her off her rhythm, but Violet managed to continue. Even through the m***s and gags, Violet was taking him a like champion.

So full of surprises indeed.

Damon put two fingers into her hole and his moves were making her squirm. He knew she was about to cúm again and his fingers worked faster and faster. Within seconds, Violet came exploding again and her m**n reverberated around his shaft.

Damon g*****d appreciatively and he looked at her face. Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head like she was going to pass out.

“Hey, you’re not passing out on me, are you?” he said as he held onto her face. His length was still buried deep into her throat.

Violet opened her eyes and shook her head. The movement caused his tip to hit the walls of her throat from side to side. It felt so good, Damon couldn’t help the curses leaving his mouth. And the next thing he knew, his length throbbed and pulsated, and jets of white liquid shot into her throat.

“Fúck!”

Damon spilled his load into her mouth and Violet was shocked. He thought she would gag, so he pulled away. But instead, she remained calm and swallowed everything like a rock star.

That was fúcking incredible.

“Good girl,” Damon nodded his head and bent down to her face. There were traces of cúm on her lips and it made him smile. “That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”

Violet didn’t answer in words, but she nodded her head meekly. Damon then unlocked the chain linked to her collar and freed her ankles as well. She wanted to get up but her knees were too weak, she fell back on the table again.

Damon stifled a laugh and went to get his suit. “Go to your room and get yourself cleaned up,”

Damon put his suit back on and grabbed his belt. Meanwhile, Violet still stayed in the same spot, too weak to move or do anything. Damon didn’t bother helping her and he instead went to the door.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, sweet girl,” he gave her one last look before exiting the room. She was holding onto the table for support and her breathing was ragged. Ignoring the pleading look in her eyes, Damon turned around and walked out.

Don’t worry, little angel. There are 29 more nights of this to come, and you have seen nothing yet.