The Mafia’s Obsession

Ayla

My pussy twitches, aching for Alessio’s touch. The fact that I can’t see him, can’t hear him, can’t even move, is driving me crazy. I want so badly to rub my clit, to give it the much-needed release of an orgasm. But I can’t. All I can do is stay in place, waiting for him to return.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I don’t even know if he’s in the room. He could be downstairs, he could be outside for all I know. I wiggle my fingers, which is about all the movement I can muster, but there’s no response.

I’ve never experienced sensory deprivation like this before. I’ve heard about those tanks where you float on your back in saltwater, and I imagine they must be something like this. Well, except for the part where I’m strapped to a bed with my legs spread open. Ican feel some combination of my own wetness and Alessio’s cum leaking out of me, reminding me of the sheer animal urges that have been expressed today.

I got what I wanted, all right. I amdefinitelyat his mercy. And Ireallylike it.

I can really only guess how long I’ve been lying here. 20 minutes? An hour? Occasionally, I feel something, a breath, a movement of air, and I wonder if Alessio is watching me.

There’s no way to tell.

After some indeterminate amount of time, I feel his hand on my thigh. The fingers stroke up my body slowly, over my hip and to my chest, and my breathing gets faster. He’s teasing me, but I’ll take it. At least he’s paying attention to me again.

His fingers brush my pussy. It’s not much, but I’m so sensitive right now, so attuned to any stimulation. It makes me moan.

I whimper as the fingers go away. God, I want it so badly. My whole body is on fire.

And then, to my surprise, I feel him taking the earmuffs off and pulling the earplugs out of my ears. I gasp at the sudden change in my reality. I can hear! Waves are sloshing in the background. Birds are chirping.

My husband growls.

“I’d ask if you’re ready to be a good girl for me now, but it doesn’t matter. Today, I’m only loosening your restraints enough to fuck you.”

I try to keep my breathing steady as he unties my legs from the bed.

“When I release your ankle, you keep it where it is. You stay completely still. Do you understand me?”

I say nothing, and his hand goes to my throat.

“Do you understand me?”

I nod, unable to speak through the gag.

“Good.”

I keep my legs in place as he unties them, then he moves around to do my hands. When all my limbs are free, he helps me to stand up, holding my waist tightly. I put my weight on shaky legs, still blind.

“That’s right, bend over for me,” says my husband, pushing me forward and slapping my ass. I lean over the bed, my elbows supporting my weight.

My whole body tingles with excitement as Alessio wiggles the plug, then starts to pump it inside me. He pulls it out slightly so my ass strains around it.

“Good girl,” he says, teasing me with the biggest part of the plug. “I can see that your ass is ready for me.”

I just moan, in a very submissive headspace now. He can do what he wants.

Alessio gets on the bed in front of me. His cock strokes through the folds of my pussy, and my moan gets louder as he pushes the tip inside.

“Fuck, Ayla, you’re so wet for me. There’s so much here that I won’t even need lube when I fuck your ass.”

Then he removes the plug entirely, and I feel the head of his cock leave my pussy and press against my other hole.

“You were very cute running away from me today,” he growls, slowly pushing his cock into my ass. I grasp the bedsheets, screaming silently into the gag. “But now you’re right back where you belong. Now you get a reminder of who you belong to, and just how deeply I own you.”

His fingers dig into my hips as he starts to thrust. It’s intense, so intense I can barely process the sensation. It’s crazy how deep he feels inside me, like he’s fucking my soul.

“You are my property,” Alessio rasps. “My fuckingproperty. Your nipples and your clit are toys for me to play with, and your holes are for taking my cock.”

He pinches one of my nipples, as though to underline his point, then reaches around and gives my clit a little slap. My pussy clenches, feeling empty.

“Oh, would you like me to fill your other hole, too? I can do that. I can fucking do that.”

I hear him pick an object up from the bedside table, and then I gasp as something new parts my pussy lips.

“Yes, I brought your rabbit vibrator,” he purrs, stroking my cheek. “You’re going to take that in your pussy while I fuck your ass.”

I let go, releasing throaty moans into the gag as Alessio penetrates me with the vibrator. I’ve never felt this full before. I can’t believe he’s filling my pussy and my ass at the same time. The intensity is almost too much to process after being deprived of my senses.

Then he flicks on the vibration.

My back arches, eyes rolling into my head as the rabbit ears buzz directly on my clit. All the sensations blend together, a screaming explosion of pleasure overwhelming my lower body. He keeps fucking my ass, pumping the vibrator inside me, the rabbit ears dragging over my clit. It’s so much that I can’t hold it for much longer…

My hips quiver uncontrollably as my orgasm gets closer. I know I’m supposed to ask, but I can’t with the gag in my mouth. And frankly, I wouldn’t, even if I could. I can’t risk him taking it away. Ineedthis climax like I need air.

Somehow, Alessio is just as attuned to my body as I am. “I can see you need to come,” he groans, voice strained. “And I’m going to let you. When I count all the way down. Five… Four… Three…”

I do my best to hold it, wanting to obey him. I squeeze my muscles like I’m doing a Kegel, trying to hold it back, but it justmakes his cock feel so much bigger inside me, my pussy so much tighter around the vibrator…

“Two… One… There you go, baby. You can let it out for me now.”

Every muscle in my body squeezes at the incredible, earthshaking release. I feel my pussy and my ass clenching, his firm hands holding my hips in place, and his thrusting only gets faster. He’s fucking me with everything he has.

“Oh my fucking god…” Alessio’s cock starts to twitch inside my ass. His body crashes down onto mine, warm skin pressing against me, releasing pump after pump of his warm seed inside me. The vibrator buzzes between us, still on my clit, and my hips jerk as I continue to climax.

My husband breathes, staying on top of me, hands pinning my wrists to the bed. I can hear his shaky, ragged breath in my ear, feel his heart pounding.

“I’m never letting you go,” he whispers hoarsely. “Play your little games if you want, but I’ll always find you, and I’ll always bring you back where you belong.” He kisses my cheek.”Always.”