Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (best reads of all time TXT) 📕

8

Warning: This chapter extremely refers to sexual acts and some readers might find it offensive. Please read it at your own risk!

“It’s my turn to play wild,” he said with a cunning snigger

Was he trying to say that he’ll play wild on Xbox with me? 

I frowned at him with a question written on my face, “I-I don’t get it,” I mumbled softly,

He was mute but his body was in functioning. He adjusted me in between his legs and finching me down in the mattress, after examining my position, he stood up from the bed. My conscious mind was studying his intentions and it was suggesting nothing positive,

I felt my heart coming out when I saw him with two long ropes, He had them wrapped around in his hands, on which my inner-alarm triggered, “Wh-what a-re these r-ropes for..for? I stuttered badly and tried to move back, 

He moved forward with a smirk on his face, like he was enjoying my weak form, “You’ll know it soon, naughty one,” he said in his darkest shade of tone, "these ropes are used for those who like to disobey,"

I gulped, Is he going to strangle me?

I shut my eyes tightly and prepared myself for the suffocation but even after a few moment that didn’t happen to me, instead, sensory cells of my legs conveyed me awareness of those ropes wrapping around, he tied each of my feet firmly with the corner of the bed; forcefully spreading my legs. 

When he gave it a final knot, I hissed in pain, “Ah- please, gentle,” I cried instantly,

“Were you?” he asked me with a deadly-frown, his question sound meaningless to me,  I raised my eyebrows as in asking about his question, my face furrowed to ask him about his cavil,

He didn’t answer me, just kept keen in tieing me up, he also tied my hands above my head, “Wha-why are you doing this?” I asked, my heart kept its speed like a bullet-train,

He stood straight at my left and poured a glass of champagne for himself as he kept his eyes on me and gulped it in a simple sip.

“Wait kitten, just wait for daddy,” he said as soon as he finished his sip, For who? he placed the glass on its respective position and motioned towards me, I gulped the thick lump down my throat, my body was still rooted to the spot with my mind in distress.

I noticed him stepping away from my sight and entering into another adjoined-room. My intuition kept presenting awful scenarios in front of my eyes. I tried to free myself but it was impossible as ropes were determinedly attached to my dermis. Right a moment went by, he promptly arrived with his naked chest on display, he was… only in his boxers.

I immediately eyed down because I was not used to this kind of heavy situations, I had no idea how to tackle everything happening at that moment. I grew up watching cartoons and RATED-13 movies, my parents were strict in this case. I had no idea how to cope up with this. I was loathed by our current awkward situation.

Why is he shirtless? 

He climbed up on me, I jerked when he was sitting on top of my helpless state, my body hype up in anxiety, and noticing our positions, I raised my eyes, flickered deep into his, I spotted lechery in those solid orbs. I was tied and he was shirtless which is daunting. My heart raced when he pulled down his pants and left himself in a boxer. I was too embarrassed to look at him in such a situation.

“Kitten, watch me!” he whispered softly, I can’t. his voice traveled down to my heart where my body responded to his tickles, I deliberately shook my head, “Eyes on me now!” he growled this time and my eyes shifted involuntarily on him. He smirked at my reply,

He leaned on me and foremostly tore my shirt in half; exposing my half skin to his lustful glimmers. I wept on my helplessness, I didn’t even know his name and he watched me naked without my permission, no one has ever humiliated me like this before.

He continued undressing me till I was left in my undies. He swept his hands on my stomach, his desensitized skin rubbed on my fragile part and I notified new tingles in my deeps cores but I was too stubborn to refuse these tinglings. His middle finger travelled from my stomach, passing my chest valley to lips and stopped on my forehead. Then again gradually coming down to my nose, my upper lip, and stopped at my lips.

“Open your mouth baby girl,” he whispered with a hiss and bit his lower lip, I did what he asked, gulped and sight him with pitifulness, I wanted him to acknowledge my embarrassment but he totally overlooked every sign of my unease. I wanted to cry out so loud and yell at him to leave me alone.

“Suck it, baby, come on!” he inserted his finger in my warm mouth and he wrapped his finger around my tongue, I have never done anything like this and the disgust I was feeling was above than any emotion at that time. It was making me stomach-churning while he was enjoying it with groans and moans. He undertone gruffed. His finger was going back and forth in melody.

He speeded up his finger in my mouth like he was finger-fucking me. I was tongue-tied, my eyes were showering tears and indirectly begging him to stop.

My hand fisted the sheet. I whimpered to signal him to stop and thank mighty he did when I was about to get choked.

“Eyes stay still on me baby girl, if you try to divide your attention from me then I’ll make sure to punish you from worse to worst,” he threatened me, Punishment!? AM I GOING TO BE PUNISHED?

Immediately, my body started trembling in fear of getting hit by him, that’s the worst he can do, right?

he smirked at my weak form like he enjoyed watching me helpless. I pleaded him to stop with my glossy eyes which he chose to ignore. He adjusted himself on top of me, sat on me near my vulva, parted long legs and trapped my thighs since I’m in between them.