The Mafia's Good Girl
The Mafia’s Good Girl – Chapter 34

– – – – – Three Days Later – – – – –

~ Violet ~

As more days had passed, Violet grew more and more comfortable in her new job. After their little moment at the church, Violet felt like she could trust Damon, so she was no longer afraid of anything he’d do to her. And after their holy bath session three days ago, she became the most fearless girl to ever walk the planet.

“You still remember your safeword, right?” Damon asked.

“Yes, master,” Violet replied.

Violet was standing naked in the middle of his secret playroom and Damon was walking circles around her. For the past three days, Damon had been training her, expanding her limits and her imagination,

“I doubt that I’ll be using it though,” she said again, her tone was playful and challenging.

Damon stopped his tracks instinctively.

“Is that a challenge?” he asked with his eyebrows narrowed at her.

“Maybe it is,” she whispered seductively back while biting on her bottom l*p.

Damon’s lips twitched into a smirk. He took a step closer and his face hovered tall in front of her. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her face up to him. Violet’s entire body was roughly forced forward, but she was unfazed. She only looked up at him and smiled.

“Hmm, you’re becoming such a bad girl,” Damon hissed and put his other hand around her neck. “I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson,”

Damon’s lips were a mere inch away from hers and Violet squirmed to get closer to him. Damon held onto her neck firmly so that she couldn’t move any further. And just when she least expected it, Damon crashed his lips onto hers. His k**s was so fierce and so deep that when he finally pulled away Violet was losing her breath and her footing.

“C’mere,” he said as he led her to another corner of the room.

Violet swallowed hard when Damon stopped in front of the wooden pillory. They had been trying out different things in this room but not this one. Violet always found the pillory rather intimidating. Back in middle school, she saw pictures of the medieval times when people would be punished by being shackled to the pillory. It also reminded her of the guillotine, where people in the French revolution were executed. Their heads were locked into the wooden frame and the sharp knife would fall and behead them.

He’s not gonna put me in there, is he?

As if to answer the question on her mind, Damon brought her around the pillory and made her kneel in front of it. The hair in the back of her neck stood up instantly. Violet could only stare at Damon in fear as he unlocked the wooden doors.

“What will you do to me, master?” she asked.

Damon put her head and hands into the hole and secured them tightly. Violet’s body was forced into a bending position with her a*s sticking up behind her.

“I’m gonna fúck you until you can’t walk for days,” he said as the metal lock clicked. “And every time you try to move, you’re gonna remember the feeling of me inside you, and it’s gonna drive you crazy,”

Oh my, oh my.

Violet’s stomach began to twist and she could feel the wetness pooling around her lower area. Damon took a moment and smiled at the sight before him. He was thoroughly enjoying the powerless Violet completely at his mercy.

After a few seconds of just watching her, he then went to the drawer and pulled out some kind of wand made of glass. There were small circles formed on the end of the wand and they grew in size as the circles went up.

“W-what is that?” she asked.

“They’re called anal beads,” he replied. “This one, in particular, is made of glass,”

“A—what?” Violet gaped, but Damon didn’t say anything else.

He grabbed a bottle of lube and doused a generous amount on the wand. He was then standing right behind Violet and she squirmed in fear, not knowing what he was going to do next.

Suddenly and without any warning, Violet felt a push to her butthole. He was rimming her hole with the anal bead, and she felt the smallest circle being pushed into her.

“Hey, wait a minute—!” she cried.

“This will only maximize your pleasure, but you have to let it,” Damon held onto her a*s with his strong hands. He didn’t let her pull away or avoid him. Slowly and very surely, he pushed another one of the glass beads into her hole, stretching her further.

“W-wait…” Violet sighed and grimaced. Though they had been very active sexually for the past three days, her butt hole remained untouched since the first time they did. She thought she made it clear that that part of her was out of the question, but of course, Damon had to keep pushing her limits.

“Take a deep breath,” he instructed.

Silencing the chaotic shouts in her brain, Violet took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She felt another bead entered her and this one was bigger than the previous one. There was pain and discomfort there, but Violet kept her breathing steady and she felt her walls adjusting to the size. Before she knew it, another bead entered and another one entered her again. Violet felt like her hole was so full and she could burst at any moment.

“Good girl, you took that well,” Damon said in his low husky and voice.

He stepped away from her again and came back moments later with another toy. This time, he was holding a vibrator in his hand. Violet recognized it because they had used it on her before. Violet remembered how good it felt when he pressed the vibrator on her clit while pounding her pússy with his length. Her heart began to race at the idea that he would do that to her again in this position. Violet’s legs began to squirm and she could feel the anal beads moving inside her. It was a strange and yet weirdly pleasurable sensation.

Woah!

Damon was standing behind her again and Violet heard the vibrator’s low buzzing sound coming to life. He pressed the device against her clit and Violet couldn’t help but m**n. Her clit was being stimulated and her entire body was aroused. She could barely keep her legs together, and every time she moved, the beads in her a*****e were moving too, pressing against her pússy walls, sending shocks and jolts of electricity through her veins.

“Not so bad now, is it?” he said as he pressed the vibrator harder to her skin.

“Oh my God—!”

All these sensations were sending Violet over the edge. Her stomach was clenching and she was so close to her órgasm, her legs began to shake.

“Are you gonna cúm for me, baby girl?”

Damon was teasing her and purposefully moving the vibrator away from her. Violet m****d in protest and tried to get close to the vibrator again, but it only made the beads inside her move again.

“Master, I want to cúm,” Violet begged and squirmed. “Please, may I cúm?”

“Mhmm, not yet,” Damon replied in a devilish taunt.

“Ughh,” Violet cried in protest as Damon pulled the vibrator away.

Moments later, she heard the sound of his pants unzipping and Violet felt his tip rubbing along her folds. Damon g*****d when he felt how wet she was. Her juices dripped on top of him and he stroked himself with his hand a few times before pushing his length into her core.

“Ah!” Violet’s m**n was a mixture of a cry and a gasp.

Damon took slow long strokes into her and she felt her was moving with his thrusts. Every time he pushed into her or pulled away, the beads in her other holes were moving too. Violet’s insides felt so full, it was only a matter of seconds before she exploded. Damon continued his steady rhythm and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she couldn’t keep it in any longer.

“Master, please let me cúm—!”

“Only good girls get to cúm, Violet,” Damon said teasingly. “Are you my good girl?”

“Yes, sir,” she begged and her voice was shaky. “I’m your good girl. I’ll always be your good girl,”

“Hmmm,” Damon let out a smirk and put the vibrator back to her clit. “Cúm for me, kitten,”

“Oh—shh!” Violet’s eyes jolted wide as her body convulsed in shock. “Aaahhhh!”

Violet let out the loudest scream as she found her release. The tsunami of euphoria took over her and Violet couldn’t see anything but the stars. She was drowning in pleasure for what felt like an eternity. This was the biggest órgasm she had ever experienced and Damon wasn’t even done yet. He continued his strong and steady thrusts while kicking the vibrator up a notch. The device was buzzing hard against her clit and while Violet was still in the high of her órgasm, Damon pulled the anal beads out of her. The pleasure she was feeling was now quadrupled. Everything was kicked up to a hundred. Violet’s entire body fell into a frozen state of shock as everything inside her exploded into the air.

HOLY SH—!

Violet couldn’t believe what was happening to her. Damon had been teaching her many things and she had great órgasms before, but she had never experienced a feeling like this all her life.

Whoever knew that hell could feel this good?

Violet’s órgasm lasted longer than expected. She was clamping hard around Damon’s length and he stayed inside her to feel all of it. More juices squirted out of her and Damon g*****d in response.

“Fúck, baby,”

Damon’s thrusts were slow and sensual as he was savoring the feeling of her órgasm. He bent over on top of her and used his free hand to tilt her face to the side. He caught Violet’s eyes and he captured her lips with his. She let out a m**n and he kept kissing her until she was done riding her órgasm.

When she was finally done, Damon pulled out of her core and his tip traveled up to her butt hole. Violet let out a little gasp and Damon whispered to her ear, “Do you trust me?”

Uh-oh.

Violet swallowed hard and said, “Yes,”

Violet knew this was going to hurt and she swore she’d never do it again. But after the magic he showed her just now, Violet was completely under his spell. She took a deep breath as Damon slowly eased his length into her tight butt hole. And when she started to feel some pain, Damon pressed the vibrator harder on her clit and the pain immediately went away. The pain had morphed with the pleasure and it was impossible to have one without the other. Violet’s eyes rolled to the back of her head again as she felt the fire in her stomach burning like wildfire.

That’s it. If this is hell, then I’m never leaving.

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~ Damon ~

Damon pushed his length until he was completely buried inside her. Then he slowly picked up the pace and built a steady rhythm, pounding into her a*s. His balls were slapping against her pússy’s entrance and he could feel her juices dripping out. Damon g*****d and paused for a beat to see if she was okay. Violet didn’t say her safeword and she didn’t look in pain, in fact, her h**s were moving to meet his thrusts, she was still hungry for more.

My girl is getting stronger and stronger as time goes by.

Damon smiled in excitement and picked up the pace. Before he knew it, he was drilling into her like a well-oiled machine. He used her body and took her for however long he wanted to. He brought her to a few more órgasms before slapping her a*s hard and spilling his own load into her.

“Fúcking—!”

A string of curses left his mouth as he emptied himself into her. He was cúmming so much that when he pulled out of her tight hole, his seed was dripping down to her pússy. Damon saw how Violet’s hole was slowly closing up and how she was covered in his cúm. She was marked as his and she would be reminded of it all night long. And tomorrow, he’d get to do it all over again.

Damon was smiling from ear to ear as he adjusted himself back in his pants. He then went to unlock the pillory and Violet’s small body was released. When Violet tried to stand up, her knees were shaking and she could barely stand on her own. Damon caught her before she fell and held her in his arms.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked her.

Violet’s cheeks blushed a bright pink as she nodded her head. “Mmhmm,”

Damon stifled a laugh and grabbed his suit to cover her body. He then hoisted her into his arms and carried her out of the room. Violet locked her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest. Her ragged breathing was now calming down and beads of sweat fell from her face. Damon could’ve kept going and made her try more things in his playroom, but he didn’t want to overwork her. They still had plenty of time left and he wanted to make sure she’d be strong enough to handle it.

Once they arrived in Violet’s room, Damon laid the helpless girl on her bed and covered her naked body with the duvet. Her eyes looked tired but she managed to keep her gaze on him and force out a smile. He smiled back and cupped her cheek with his hand.

“Good night, sweet girl,” he said.

Damon kept his hand on her face as he leaned down and kissed her lips gently. Violet sighed as he pulled away and her hand was holding onto his, stopping him from leaving.

“Do you have to go right away?” she asked him.

“What, you want me to stay here?”

“Yeah,”

“And do what? Cuddle?” he scoffed.

“No, we don’t have to cuddle…”

Damon paused and stared at her pleading eyes. She was pouting a little and it took everything in him to shake his head and let go of his grip on her pretty face.

“I can’t stay,” he said simply.

Violet looked disappointed, but before she could say anything else, Damon already turned around and headed for the door. He let out a sigh of relief when he managed to exit the door and closed it behind him. Staying the night with a girl was out of the question for Damon. It was a matter of principle, their deal was for s*x and s*x only. Nothing more, nothing less. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem for him, he’d done this a hundred times with so many girls already. But deep down, Damon knew that just one more second of being in there with her and he probably wouldn’t have the strength to leave.

Is it her that’s getting stronger or is it me who’s getting weaker?