Tainted

Shame

Carlo ended another business call.

He had become quite the busy man in his new line of work, his knowledge to run a line of bars and clubs was becoming affective in running a crime family.

Just a sprinkle of murder, drugs and guns were appended, but it was not much different than what he was used to.

Antonietta opened his office door, strutting in with a bored expression as she silently stood, waiting for his gaze to avert towards her.

"Yea"?

"You've got some visitors downstairs".

Carlo looked up at his beautiful wife.

She walked around as if a grey cloud loomed over her head, he hadn't seen her smile since she faked several for their wedding photos.

"Come here".

"Not now Carlo, please". She sighed heavily.

The new Don narrowed his eyes, annoyed with his wife's disobedience before carefully pushing his chair back, tapping his leg as he once again signaled her to near him.

Her lips pursed, quietly nodding as she had no other choice but to listen to her husband.

Antonietta always felt anxious around him, he was an unpredictable man that had really taken on the role of a malicious mafia Don with no remorse.

She couldn't keep track of the many times he had violated her since their marriage, it was best to just accept at this point.

Her bottom made contact with his thigh, a grunt of approval escaping Carlo's lips as he adjusted her on his crotch.

"This is where I want you". He whispered, removing her long red locks that hid her pale neck from his mouth.

Carlo latched himself onto the skin of her neck, locating her pulse where he sucked briefly before darting his tongue out to lick.

"You smell so good".

Antonietta sighed, imagining a man she had cried for when his death was brought to her knowledge.

She missed Mateo.

Carlo lifted her legs, pushing up her dress as he exposed her clothed pussy to the shadows of the room.

Each foot was placed on his thigh, her black heels digging into his legs as she felt his fingers dancing along her slit.

"No, keep the heels on".

Carlo had stopped her from removing her shoes, he liked feeling them dig into his skin, a man who was used to the feeling of pain which now brought him a sense of pleasure.

He moved her panties to the side, his fingers connecting with her drenched pussy, therefore giving him easier access to her wet hole.

"I'm starting to think you like my touch". He chuckled, rubbing small circles on her clit as it elicited small whimpers from her lips.

"Not even close". She whispered, her eyes widening when the words escaped her lips without her permission.

Carlo grabbed her jaw violently, turning her head in a painful angle as he roughly connected their lips in a kiss.

"Don't make me punish you Antonietta, though I enjoy your tears of sadness I also enjoy your moans which is what I want to hear right now".

Carlo shoved three fingers into her, plunging them in and out as he smiled deviantly at the whimpers that escaped her lips.

"Such a dirty wife".

He reached for her surplice neckline, yanking it down to expose her perky breasts before pulling at her right nipple furiously.

"You're being too harsh". She complained, wanting him to stop.

"Good, I want you to feel pain".

His thrusts quickened, pumping his fingers like a mad man as he pinched her bud harshly.

"You're mine Antonietta, say it".

"No".

Carlo removed his hand from her breast, quickly opening the drawer beside them to retract a gun.

His finger was on the trigger as he pushed it into her temple, he hadn't stopped his assault on her exposed pussy, contracting louder moans from Antonietta who now gasped as she felt the cold metal on the side of her head.

"Say it"! He yelled, removing his fingers from inside of her to harshly slap her pussy, she jumped at the contact.

Sniffles now took over her moans as tears ran down her face.

"I'm yours Carlo". She said in between tears, gasping as his fingers entered her once again.

He rubbed his palm on her clit as he plunged his fingers in and out, never removing the weapon from the side of her head as he felt her pussy clenching and unclenching around his fingers.

"You dirty whore, you're gonna cum aren't you, is that what you want"?

Antonietta felt shame and arousal run through her, saddened by her new life while the realization of the monster she had married hit her, she would never escape him.

Her breathing became erratic, she was close.

All that could be heard was the wet sounds of his fingers inside of her as her moans flushed through the room and Carlo's threats whispered into her ears.

"You'll never escape me Antonietta, you belong to me now, I own your mind, body and soul, and if you ever try anything I'll kill you before you have the chance, that's a promise".

Her scream resounded through the office, the orgasm flooding every inch of her body part as she squirted onto his fingers.

"Oh fuck my love, yea, just like that". Carlo spoke, watching the liquid seep through as it drenched his hand and the floor in front of them.

"I didn't know you had that in you, has Mateo ever made you cum like this"?

Carlo patiently waited for her high to die down, now hearing her loud breathing as she tried to control herself, shame was the only thing she felt at the moment.

"Answer me Antonietta".

"No". She whispered, hating her response as she knew the boost of ego it would give him.

A loud laugh escaped him as he placed down his gun, nudging her off before shaking his head in amusement.

"Good, I want to be the only man that can do that to you, now get out, tell my guests I'll be down in a minute".

Antonietta let her head fall in humiliation, looking up at him through hooded eyes before turning on her heel as she quickly ran out.