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By: worthy stories
Episode:28
Athena
Trapped.
I was trapped and there was no way I could avoid my hundredth 0rg@zm.
“Sandro! Ah!” I cried out, trying to angle my body away from him.
A vibrator pressed against my ćƖĩť and and another inside me at its maximum volume.
“So pretty.” He praised, sucking and biting at my Ɲīpplës.
My legs shook, my hands balled into tight fists as I squirted. The vibrator got pushed out so he replaced it with three fingers.
“Please…” I whimpered but he ignored me, removing the vibrators from my body.
The covers had soaked up every 0rg@zm this man caused me, along with tears.
“Do you love me?”
I wanted to ki|| him. “Yes.”
“Then give me some more 0rg@zms and we’ll be done.” He kissed my lips, getting off of me and going to grab something off of the dresser.
I tugged at the ropes, knowing I wasn’t going to be able to get out of them. I had a love-h@ťě relationship with being tied up.
He came over and untied the ropes, surprising me.
It didn’t last long before he threw me over his lap and shoved three fingers inside my hole. “I’m going to spank you.”
I cried out, my body trembling and me tightening around his fingers.
“Do you know why your getting spanked?” He moved his fingers in and out of at a terribly slow pace.
“N- no.”
“Five spankings for never saying sir, another five for never calling or texting me.
Fifteen for questioning whether or not I would marry you one day.
Ten because I want to make sure your @zz is red with my handprints. I’ll round it up to forty because I’m feeling generous.”
This is what he calls generous? He is a f-__-king psycho.
The first slap was the most generous of them all.
My body jerked with every harsh impact of his hand on my @zz.
At some point he had to tie my hands because I was squirming to much. Each slap got harder and quicker the longer he spanked me.
Not even letting me recover, he slammed his hand down on my @zz and I jerked away even as the sting sent pleasure straight to my pus***sy.
“How many are we at?” His hand cupped my pus***sy as I tried to wipe my tears with my shoulder.
“T- twenty, sir.” I learned my lesson the first time he spanked me. As a reward, he massaged my sore @zz, bending down to kiss it softly.
His breathing was out of control, as if he was trying to control a demon that wanted to rip me to pieces.
“Good girl.” He gripped my hair, bringing my head back and I let a whine. He continued to spank me, the room being filled with harsh skin to skin contact me my cries.
My skin was on fire after every slap, “S- sir! Oh God!” I choked out, pushing my @zz up for more. He groaned out as if my screams and cries were turning him on.
“Th- thirty-nine, sir.” Tears fell down my face as he delivered the last slap to the same sensitive spot on my @zz.
Pulling me into his lap, he wiped my tears and kissed my quivering lips.
“” I nod and he sets me down on the bed. I hiss at the stinging feeing of the fabric against my @zz.
“Turn over.” I obeyed his command. The sound of him undoing his belt alerted all of my senses.
He chuckled, “Don’t worry, butterfly. I won’t spank you with this. Yet.” Yet. This man was going to be the death of me.
He sent another harsh slap to my @zz, my instincts kicking in and me lurching forward even as the Mõ@ɲ slipped out of my mouth.
I wasn’t able to get far, he grabbed my wrist and tied them on my back with his belt. The sounds of him shuffling out of his pants made my breathing increase.
“You look so pretty from the back.” His hand cupped my pus***sy, slapping it hard.
“This Pů$$¥,” He slapped it again and a small Mõ@ɲ slipped past my lips. “It belongs to me, understand?”
“Y- yes, sir.”
“Good.” It happened fast. His hips th-ru_sted into me with so much force I jerked up the bed.
He grabbed my hips, his th-ru_sts more harder than the last. It hurt like hell but in the most pleasurable way possible.
He was so rough, passionate, aggressive, loving.
“Oh my God.” He groaned, kissing down my back and leaving a bite mark in the middle.
His th-ru_st brought me back to reality, slamming into me repeatedly with no remorse. “S- Sandro, sir! Oh f-__-k!”
I Mõ@ɲed, him slapping my @zz and groaning. He grabbed my neck, lifting me so that my back would touch his chest.
I whimpered, knowing it would drive him crazy and it did. He slammed into me ruthlessly, reaching his hand down to circle my ćƖĩť. “I- it’s to much, sir.”
I choked out, tears falling down my face from the overwhelming pleasure.
“Take it like pretty .” I pushed my @zz back onto him, Mõ@ɲing his name as his grip on my neck tightened.
His Ç0çƙ is hitting every spot inside me that makes my knees want to go out. “Look at me baby. I want to see your pretty eyes while you come.”
My vision blurry because of tears, I look up at him and Mõ@ɲ at the view.
His eyes glued on mine with his lip tucked in between his teeth make me push harder onto him.
I tighten around his Ç0çƙ, my pus**sy throbbing and making him groan out.
“Sir, oh God, Sir please…”
“Come for me. Come for me like the good little butterfly you are.” His thumb circles my ćƖĩť faster, my legs shaking and tears falling from my eyes as I come like I never have before.
He lets me fall onto the bed, my body flat against it as he rams into me again.
The headboard slamming loudly into the wall as he fu**cks me like he h@ťěs me.
He’s destroying my pu*@zzy and I have no choice but to succumb to the torturous pleasure. He grabs the headboard and I grip onto on of the pillows.
Alessandro slams into me like he’ll never be able to fuÇ0çƙ me again.
“$h|t $h|t $h|t!” I chant, the bed sucking up all of my cries and begs for him. I don’t know if I want him to stop or keep going.
He moves my hair from my face, planting his hands by head as his strokes get deeper. He leaned down and bit my cheek, our groans and Mõ@ɲs mixing. He was aggressive with the way he f-__-ked me and it sent me over the edge every time.Oh- Oh God. Sandro!” I Mõ@ɲ.
“It’s okay baby. Your doing so good, butterfly.” I cry out, tightening around him as another 0rg@zm approached. “Your pu*@zzy feels so good around me. Like heaven on earth.”
His praising alone sends me over the edge, my @zz pushing into him as I cry into the sheets.
He doesn’t stop, not once does he stop until my pus**sy tightens around him more forcing him to still inside me. He uses me to reach his own climax.
I sucked in a rush of air when he slid out of me. My body felt limp against the bed, my breathing becoming more ragged. “One more, baby. I need one more.”
“I’ve given you a thousand. Tomorrow.” I whined as he turned me over. Chuckling, he kissed my lips, moving down my body until he was between my quivering thighs.
“No, now. I won’t be able to sleep right if I don’t give you one more.” He kissed my thighs, leaving a trail of dark hickey’s and bite marks. “I’m going to take care of this pretty pu**@zzy.”
He gripped my thighs as he kissed my ćƖĩť. I cry out when his warm mouth sucks on my overly sensitive ćƖĩť.
He pulls my lips apart before using his mouth to please me in ways I can’t describe. He uses his arm to pick my @zz up off the bed, “I can’t! It’s to much.” I cry out, his tongue th-ru_sting into me quickly.
I start to angle my hips away from him, causing him to slam them down. “Stop moving, Athena.” He demanded but I ignored him.
The pleasure was to much, my body couldn’t handle anymore, I tried pushing him off by his shoulders which seemed to anger him more.
He slapped my pu*@zzy, crawling up and pinning my hands above my head.
“Why are you so difficult?” Our fingers interlocked and without warning he th-ru_st back into me.
His Ç0çƙ stretches me out in a painfully pleasant way and I scream, my eyes closing, when he fu**cks me hard. “Look at me.”
He rams into me with such force that forces my eyes open.
He’s angry. Angry because I wasn’t being his good little butterfly.
My Břě@šť move with each hard th-ru_st of his hips into mine, the headboard slamming into the wall fiercely.
He sucks on my neck, biting down harshly on the skin. His hands move from mine, mines instantly flying to his back and leaving scratch marks along it.
My body jerks as his Ç0çƙ hits my g-spot repeatedly. He groans in my ear, lifting himself up to look me in the eyes once more.
“Will you let me eat your p**ussy?” I nod quickly, wrapping my legs around him. “Let me hear you say it.”
“Yes, sir! I’ll be a good girl.” I Mõ@ɲed, my walls tightening around him.
He kissed my lips, sliding out of me, and continues to kiss me until he’s back between my legs.
He allows me to catch my breath, once again kissing all over my thighs.I looked down at him, Mõ@ɲing softly as he ate me out at a slow and gentle pace.
I could feel his groan through my entire body, making me bite my lip. Wrapping my legs around his neck, he groaned again as if he was getting pleasure from the taste and sounds of me.
He rolled his tongue against me expertly, so good it made me wonder how many women he’d taste before.
“A- Alessandro.” I breathed, his mouth still moving slow against me.
He hummed against my p**ussy, never stopping to look up at me. “How many times have you done this?”
He stopped, his eyes finally meeting mines. “Athena, must I spank you again?”
“N- no, sir.” His attention moved back down to my pu@zzy, this time sucking at my ćƖĩť hard.
I arched my back, breathing faster and Mõ@ɲing. He pinned my hips down, knowing I’d start to move as his tongue th-ru_sted in and out of me.
Just his mouth could make me 0rg@zm in a matter of seconds. My ćƖĩť throbbed as his tongue moved in and out of me faster, his hand coming up to pinch my ćƖĩť. “My God.”
I Mõ@ɲed and he chuckled at my overwhelmed state. He f-__-ks my pus*sy with his mouth as if it’s the best meal he’s ever eaten.
His tongue laps up my juices as my body begins to shake slightly. My body feels so weak but energetic at the same time. I feel like if I come one more time I’ll pass out.
“You taste like heaven. So so sweet.” I Mõ@ɲ at his praising words, tugging his hair so he’s impossibly closer to my dripping Çüñť.
My mouth falls open as I grip his hair, coming all over his mouth. He moves his head side to side, up and down, trying to get every juice that falls from me in his mouth.
His jaw and mouth are covered in my juices when he gets up.
I could taste myself on his lips, his kiss rough and hungry. “I want to mark you.” He mumbled against my lips, gliding them down my neck.
“You already have.”
“With a dagger.” I froze. He smirked at the evident fear and amusement within me. “Tell me if you want me to stop. Understand?” He says, getting up from my naked body.
“Yes, sir.” My legs still shook from coming so many times in one night. He’s never happy if I only come once or twice. He pulled something out of the dresser.
“Tell me if you ever feel uncomfortable, alright?”
“Okay.” I nod. He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed as he gets onto his knees.
I feel the coldness of the dagger go flat against my neck before moving between my Břě@šť.
Fear and excitement ran through my body as the knife got closer to my pu*@zzy.
I had never experience knife play with anyone in my life so this was definitely exciting to experience. Another one of my firsts with Alessandro.
“Comfortable?”
I thought that my wetness would be enough to reassure him but I forgot how much he likes to hear me say it.
“Yes. Very comfortable, sir.” A shiver ran through me when he pressed the dagger against my ćƖĩť.
I pursed my lips to conceal any cry or Mõ@ɲ that wanted to spill out. The blade slowly pierced my skin, drawing a line of blood in a parallel line.
I hissed, Mõ@ɲing right after, because of the stinging I felt. It traveled straight to my Pů$$¥ making me more wet than I already was.
He continued to write out something along my waist.
The pain I was feeling made me want to come so badly as blood started gliding down my sides.
“That feels really good, sir.” He finished writing on my waist, putting the knife against my neck. My breathing was heavy as I was ready to be f-__-ked again.
He saw the glint in my eyes and smirked, knowingI wouldn’t mind having it against my neck as he th-ru_sted into me hard.
“Do you want me to f-__-k you with a dagger against your throat? Hm?” He slide the dagger across my neck as if slicing it open.
I Mõ@ɲed softly, being insanely turned on by this.
“Yes, please.” He smirked at the way I leaned up against the dagger, the sharp object almost drawing blood. “Please…” His eyes showed a darker lust.
He wanted it just as bad as I did but something told me he had other plans. And not the good kind.
“No. You’ve had enough 0rg@zms tonight.” He pulled the dagger away and I whined.
He walked into the bathroom, coming out with wipes to clean up the blood.
“I don’t think I’ve had enough. I can still walk.” Liar.
He raised his eyebrows with a smirk. “Oh yeah?” I nod with a tight lipped smile. He went to start the bath water before walking back in the bedroom. “Go on then. Get in the bath.”
I gulped, “It wouldn’t be very kind of you to make me walk all the way to the bathroom.
Your mother raised you better than that.”
“If your perfectly capable of walking I see no reason in carrying you.” I f-__-king h@ťě him sometimes.
I stood up off the bed, my knees giving out as soon as I was fully up. He caught me just before I could reach the ground with a laugh.
“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes, him picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the bathtub. My @zz was still sore from the spankings I got so I h@ťěd the hot water if the bathtub. Alessandro climbed in behind me, pulling me to his chest and wrapping his arms around me.
“How come you only come once when we have segz?” I was honestly curious. He had only come twice when we f-__-ked and it made me feel like I wasn’t doing enough.
He intertwined our fingers, running the pad of his thumb against my acrylic nail. “Because I have to make sure that you get all the pleasure you can. I put your pleasure above mine.”1
“But it feels good right? It makes you feel good?”
He kissed my hand as I turned my head to face him. “It feels so d@mn good, baby. You make it hard not to come a thousand times in your Pů$$¥.” I smiled, putting my hand on his cheek and kissing his soft lips.
“Well, you make it easy to come a thousand times. At least when you let me.” He laughed, making me smile even more. I loved his laugh. His laughs made my heart flutter. He yawned making me yawn shortly after.
“Sorry, baby. I don’t know why but whenever I’m around you I get sleepy. But I feel really energetic right now.” I opened my mouth with a smile.
“Really?”
He pulled his eyebrows together, confused by my happiness. “What?”
I kissed him again, but more aggressively. “Nothing. Let’s hurry up and wash so we can go to sleep.” After washing our bodies, we brushed our teeth and did our usual night routine before changing. I changed into a pair of black satin silk shorts and a black lace bra. I made Alessandro wear my favorite sweatpants of mine and a gold chain. We crawled into bed, me laying on top of him with my hands in his hair.
Alessandro had one arm wrapped around me while his other hand moved up and down my leg. My eyes were closed but I could feel him staring at me. Our faces were so close, his scent giving me butterflies. He kissed all over my face, knowing I was slowly drifting off to sleep. “Goodnight, butterfly.” I mumbled it back to him before falling asleep in his embrace.Like every morning, I woke up to kisses all around my face. “Wake up, baby.” He mumbled, kissing my face softly again. And like every morning, I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. He continued to kiss me until I stretched, telling him I was fully awake now. “You have court tomorrow. Make sure you have everything ready because I need you to win.”
“Am I going to get rewarded if I win.” I wiggle my eyebrows with a tired smile.
“You’ll always get awarded.” He kissed my forehead before crawling off the bed. I sat up, leaning against the headboard and feeling a bit lazy. “Athena.”
“Yesterday was a lot and I’m tired.”
“You can sleep when you’ve gone over your case files.”
I groaned in annoyance, “I h@ťě you.”
“I love you too.” I rolled my eyes, involuntarily getting up off the bed and going to the bathroom. Doing my morning routine with Alessandro, I followed him into the closet and changed into a simple black dress. He wore his usual attire but had a tie on today instead. Standing in front of the mirror, he looked annoyed because he couldn’t get it on properly.
“Let me help you.” I stood in front of him, tying up his tie with no problem. “Why are you even wearing this?”
“I have an important meeting today.” I dusted off the invisible dust on his shirt before turning around to make sure I looked alright. I was to lazy to do anything with my hair, my face only having lipgloss and lashes on it.
“I have to meet with lawyers today about the divorce.” I said, walking out of the closet and going to grab my heels.+
“Do you think the process will be rocky? I need you to be out of that marriage as soon as possible.” I sat on the bed to slip my heels on while he put on his rings and chain.
“Probably. Especially if he doesn’t sign the papers as soon as their handed to him.” I sighed. Divorce is terrible and knowing Oliver he’d make it harder than it had to be.
“Hopefully he will. I’d h@ťě for something to happen to him and you become a widow.” He walked over to me, doing something with my hair as if he hadn’t just thr_@tened the life of someone. I’m in love with a psychopath.1
“Your crazy.” I smiled, shaking my head as I stood.
“Only for you, butterfly.” I grabbed my bag and made sure I had everything in it. “Ready?”
“Ready.” He kept his hand on my lower back as we walked outside to his car. He’d have his driver drive us around today. We got into the backseat and my heart began to pick up speed at the thought of paparazzi surrounding us.
I’m used to it, of course, but that doesn’t mean I like it. He’s a very successful man and if it gets out that we’re dating the f-__-king media will have a blast. “You okay?” Alessandro asked, putting his phone away and putting his attention on me.
“Hm? Yeah. I’m fine. Just thinking.” He stared at me as if asking me to continue. “About how paparazzi is going to hound us if it hasn’t already gotten out that I’ve been at your place. I don’t like the idea of it that’s all.”
“Of us being public?” He questioned with raised eyebrows.
“No. I don’t mind people knowing but just knowing the paparazzi will most likely be on my @zz more is annoying.”He draped in arm over my shoulder, kissing my temple. “I’ll try my best to prevent that.” I smiled, setting my head on his shoulder. We arrived to my office and thankfully no cameras were around. Alessandro insisted on walking in with me, wanting to ‘get a feel of the place.’
I couldn’t wait to meet this Helena Andrews. She seemed like a stuck up Ɓîtçh and I disliked her more for trying to steal my office. With Alessandro’s hand placed on my lower back, we walked into the building. Just like every time I walked in, everyone stopped talking and directed their attention to me.
Whispers could be heard, probably about my divorce and why I’m walking around with another man’s hands on me. I could careless, my personal life and work life were to entirely separate things and I would keep it that way.
We walked to my assistants desk and when we got close enough I could see her arguing with another woman. “I cannot allow you to go in Mrs. Escarra’s office. She wouldn’t appreciate that.” She annoyingly replied.
Before Helena could say anything else, I walked up to her desk with a smile. “Hi, Joseline. Do you have what I need?”
Helena looked over at me, her previous rude attitude replaced with a Ç0çƙy one. “Athena Escarra is it?” I have her a fake smile before looking back in Joseline’s direction. “I was just speaking with Joseline here so she could let me into your office. I’m sure you don’t have a problem with that, right?” She raised her eyebrows, as if telling me I shouldn’t and that I don’t have a problem with it.
I looked through the papers Joseline gave me. “Actually, I do. I’m very busy right now.”
She chuckled, pushing her blond hair behind her ear. “I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce myself.” She held her hand out for me to shake. “Helena Andrews. Working on the-”
“Thank you, Joseline.” I started to walk away with Alessandro following behind me. I walked into my office and before he could close the door, Helena slithered her way in.
“Like I was saying, I’m Helena and I assume you’ve heard of me.” She chuckled, inviting herself to sit down in front of my desk beside Alessandro. Helena looked over at him, slowly eyeing him up.
“I haven’t. And could you stop looking at him like that? It’s making us both uncomfortable.” She looked at him for a while longer before directing her attention back to me.+
“Anyway, I don’t know why you haven’t heard of me seeing as I am making a reputation for myself here.”
I took a seat at my desk, setting the papers aside. “Your reputation here isn’t looking so well.”
“Neither is yours. Everyone here is afraid of you, I don’t think that’s something to be proud of.”
I leaned back in my chair with a smile, crossing my legs. “No, people here respect me. Hell, I’d rather have them fear me than think of me as some stuck up Ɓîtçh, yeah?” Alessandro chuckled, nodding at me with a smile.
She looked at the both of us with anger in her eyes. “Your-”
“Your excused.” I smiled. She rolled her eyes, standing up and leaving but not before sending a flirtatious smile to Alessandro. He looked at her in disgust, getting up to walk behind my desk. Turning my chair and bending down to place his lips against mine.
Helena blew out a huff of air before walking out, slamming my door shut. “Ignorant Ɓîtçh.” I mumbled against his lips. He picked me up, moving my papers aside and setting me on my desk. “How long until your meeting?”He smiled, starting to unbutton my shirt. “I have an hour to spare.” Smirking, I grabbed his tie and brought him closer to my face.
“How many times can you make me come in an hour?”
Twelve times. I came twelve times in one hour.
After cleaning me up and leaving, I stayed back to try and finish any research I had.
Alessandro had his driver come and grab me since I didn’t have my own car.
I wanted something to always remember my baby with.
No, I’m not getting this just because Alessandro got it, although it did push me to do so.
I’m getting it because I also lost a child and I want them to know I’ll forever love them, even if I wasn’t able to have a relationship with them.
“Could you wait here, please?” I asked the driver.
“Yea, ma’am.” He gave me a small nod. I hadn’t planned on getting it today or else I would’ve worn something better but I had a lot of free time so I thought why not.
“What can I do for you?” The artist asked. He was tall, dark brunette with dark brown eyes and tattoos that covered his body.
I sat down on the black leather chair, facing away from him and straddling the chair.
“There’s this tattoo.” I pulled the photo up on my phone. “Do you think you could do it?” I asked, showing him the photo.
He chuckled, setting the phone on the small table beside him and pulling a chair up behind me.
“I’m a professional, love. I’m sorry for your loss, though.” I gave him a small smile as I unzipped my dress, slipping my arms out of it. “Lower back, si?”
“Si.” I’d gotten a tattoo before and it didn’t hurt, but then again I was drunk as f-__-k that night.
I closed my eyes, wishing Alessandro was here with me to hold my hand through this process.
After the two or three hours of him putting that needle to my skin, the tattoo was on my back.
He helped me to a body length mirror so I could see the tattoo. “Is it to your liking?”
A tear fell down my cheek but I quickly wiped it. “I love it. Thank you.” I smiled and he nodded, smiling back.
I zipped my dress back up and grabbed my things, thanking him once more before leaving.
“Boss would like to see you. I didn’t tell him about your location as you requested.” The driver said once I got in.
“Thank you. Is he still at his company?” He nodded. “Take me to him.”
We arrived to Alessandro’s building in less than an hour. The pictures of this place didn’t do it any justice. It was large and tall, still very busy even as night settled in.
I walked in, being directed to his office by one of his employees. “She’s here boss.” His employee announced and Alessandro instantly looked up at me with a smile.
“My butterfly.” He stood up as I walked in. I set my purse on his desk and kissed him.
“I have to show you something.” I was nervous as $h|t.
I don’t know why when this man cherished and adored me more than anything on this planet. Taking a deep breath, I turned around. “Unzip my dress.”
I could hear him chuckle as his hand moved my zipper down. “I’ve seen your @zz countless-” He stopped talking. My entire back was to his view, showing off the very recent tattoo I had gotten.
After a few seconds of him not saying anything I got more anxious. “You don’t like it?”
“I-” Was all he could say before I heard him getting onto his knees.
I tried to turn around but he gripped my hips so I’d stay facing away from him. He placed the lightest kisses on my back. “I love you so much.”
He turned me around, still on his knees with tears brimming in his eyes.
“I love it, butterfly. It’s the most beautiful tattoo I’ve ever laid eyes on.” I smiled down at him.
He stood up, placing a kiss to my lips. The kiss wasn’t too short but wasn’t too long.
He let us have equal control over the kiss, his tongue moved against mine smoothly.
“Let’s get you home, butterfly. I need you to get enough rest for your case tomorrow.” He said once we parted.
He zipped my dress up, grabbing his things before walking out with me.
I had mixed feelings about this case but one thing I knew for sure was that I’d win it. For me, Alessandro, and our baby.
TBC