Married into the mob (closed)

He doesn't react to the kisses, but he doesn't reject them. That was a good sign. When Zita calmed down they continued their walk along the shore. The only noise came from the waves lapping at the shore. He was cold, more so than the wind over the water. He never let up on the grip. They were nearing the end of the beach where it turned to large boulders and a curved path that went up to a parking lot where the driver would be waiting for them.

Not much of a romantic. He got out of it what he wanted and placed his rules. Now he wanted to see her follow them. But his eye would be on him. He contemplated using a hired man to follow her around at the school, but that would be too obvious. Perhaps hire the teachers to keep tabs on her. Yes. That definitely seemed easier. He could tap into her grades as well as her progress and who she spoke to at the college.

"On Monday we will go to the college and have you speak to an adviser, get your placement test done, and get the ball rolling" walking together up the path to the parking lot. He was being generous. Perhaps the blowjob loosened him up. Zita had to capitalize on this as much as possible before he mood soured by the time they got home.

The driver was waiting for them with the door open. They slid inside as he closed the door and rolled away from the beach. He wasn't smiling, he hid things deep, but his tone was slight upbeat and he was still holding on to her hand. Positive signs. If he stayed that way she might be able to persuade him to be more lenient with Scarlett.
 
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Zita held on to him as they walk along the beach, it was strangely relaxing to be by his side today. She looks up the beach to see the parking lot as she had taken note of all his rules concerning school. She still was shocked he had accepted and did not plan to mess up her opportunity to finish her education. She nodded to him: "that's sounds wonderful...thank you"

**The driver greeted them before opening the door allowing them to enter before starting the car. Zita slip inside as she sat before him smiling: " Are you going to actually stay home or must you head to another meeting?" *She was still wondering if Scarlett was gonna be punished but was to afraid to ask and place him in a foul mood* " I was thinking...perhaps we could advance our wedding plans before i start school...if that would please you..." *she kneel before him and in between his legs. She look up at him as her hands ran up his thighs, running her nails over his leg as she clawed over the material of his pants. Repeating the slow motion as she looked up at him* " I am sorry for causing you so much stressed since, i arrived in your life..." *She looked up innocently*
 
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Those innocent looking eyes, wide and bright, she played and teased him. Not sure if she had a hungry appetite, or she was acting like a 'yes man' by always stroking his ego to get what she wanted. But he didn't want to change what was happening. Instead he stretched out and allowed her to do what she pleased. To keep her in suspense, he didn't mention anything about his future plans, not even what he wanted done to Scarlett. All to drive up her fears and cause her to do more and more 'adventurous' stuff with him.

As the car rolled on and eased to a stop at redlights, the Blood King looked down at her, hands gently rolling up and down her biceps, feet stretched out on either side of her body. Already he was firming up. The Blood King's stamina was becoming famous for being insatiable.

Her mouth was moving but nothing was being heard by him. With Zita in this position between his legs, he didn't care what she said because soon her mouth would be wrapped around his throbbing cock and she would have a belly full of his semen. Anything she says after that would be taken into consideration.
 
Zita reached up and began to undo his pants as she blushed as her gazed lowered to his crotch. She reach in to withdrawn his cock, shivering at his touch, kissing the head of his cock as his cock harden before her eyes. She was amazed at his stamina and his insatiable appetite as he was much older than her yet he was more demanding that a teenager. She flickered her tongue at the base of the crown on his cock to see his reaction. She look up at her man as she wrap her soft lips over his cock and moaned,wiggling her tongue under the crown of his cock. She slid her mouth over his cock as she kept eye contact, sucking him hard before beginning to bob her head up and down his shaft moaning loudly. She took up speed as she sucked harder, using her tongue to tease the base of his shaft.

Time to time, Zita pull her lips off making popping sound to tease him, blushes as she felt him harden in her mouth. She gagged loudly as the head of his cock hit the back of her throat but she kept up with the base as she saw the pleasured expression on his face. It strangely brought her satisfaction to she him enjoying her blowjob, it was an odd feeling that she could give so much pleasure to a man that was feared by all. She began undo her top to push up her breast. Crushing his cock between them as she sucked the head, bobbing up and down. Once he was painfully hard and so close to cumming in her mouth. She removed her panties, wipe his cock dry.

She withdrew completely and turn her back to him and parted her legs apart wide. Lean on the seat facing him as she reach back to part her butt cheek: " Please daddy, dry fuck my asshole as hard as you can...I been so bad...please punish my asshole with your huge cock for being a bad girl....please daddy"
She wanted to acknowledge his duty to punish her severely when she did wrong for the first time as was his husband duty. She understood he expected her to know her place as a proper wife due to his position. For the first time, she began accepting the fact he was in charge of her life and not only as the blood king but as her husband, future father of their children. Though she hated he had so much power, she understood he would take care of her as long as she began to accept her life as his wife
 
He was enjoying the blowjob, wanting to have her deepthroat him, until she pulled back and pleaded for him to ride her. Showing that bare ass to him, he took her up on wanting to go in dry, he didn't care about her pain. When she sat down, reaching underneath herself to feed in the cock, once the head went inside of her he reached forward and grabbed her shoulder, restraining her thin body and slamming it down. As dry as it was, it went in hard and painful-for her. The rim opened up and took him in, he could feel every vein in his cock rubbing up against the inner walls and then the sac rubbed against her hole.

He grunted and smiled, pulled her back until she was laying against him, head resting on his shoulder, "That's a good bitch" he whispered holding her tight around the waist with his right arm while reaching up and fondling her still covered chest with the other. He couldn't nibble on them, not yet, but he didn't want her to be nude. That would ruin the fun.

With Zita arrested to him, he began thumping by lifting his pelvis into her. With his dry shaft shoving into her, it took a lot of effort for it to go in otherwise it was just heaving her body upward and back down.
 
Zita tighten her asshole as much as she could knowing he enjoyed resistance when he took her anally.She tense up knowing it be extremely painful but knew better than try deny her holes from her husband. She held her self in place as she parted her cheeks, properly exposing herself to her man, gulping nervously. Her eyes bulging as she lets a scream as he force her take the head in her ass. Her back tenseing up as she dug her nails in her buttcheeks not daring move away. Tense up as she felt his powerful grasp on her small figure before throwing back her head as she scream at the top of her lungs as he impales her.

She stumble forward as tears ran down her cheeks, hisses in pain as he pulls her back against him. Her head force rest back on his shoulder as her body shook from the painful shock: " arrrghhhh...ahhh shit... " * Whimpers as he complemented her as tears ran down her face as she was impaled on his dry cock. Hisses as she felt his firm grip before she lets out sharp screams with each of his powerful thrusts : " please....ssst....daddy...harder...please punish me harder...i neeed...it....daddy....owww....god..."

Zita let out sharp scream with his demanding thrust , her legs trembling yet did not try to escape as he took her without mercy. She force herself to part her legs wider for his use, offering her asshole to relief his frustration like a good wife.: " plea..se...more....i need it...i...been so bad...daddy...remind me...i am..your woman...."
 
"God damn bitch" he grunts then wraps one hand around Zita's thought putting it into a light hold while pulsing his pelvis into her body. Once, twice, three times, each pulse makes the woman moan and shrill feeling the massive head crawl up her hole. Her hands paw around, frantically reaching around for something to hold on to as her body is invaded. Some juices start to coat his head and roll down the tight shaft, but it was still going in dry.

"Get in there" he muttered feeling that he was on the edge of getting in there, fully, but the anus rim stopping just short, even as his sac brushed against her flesh.

"Get in there, god damn it" he yelled a bit louder.

His hand now grabbed her breast and gave it a hard squeeze. "Next time, you're wearing a uniform, you cum guzzling whore" wanting to sweeten the pot with all of this dirty talk.
 
Zita eyes filled with tears with each of her husband powerful thrusts into her dry ass, his thrust rewarded by screams of agony. Her eyes bulging as she felts his cock enormous head ram deep in her tight walls. She tries to grip on the seats before her for support as he impaled her ass.His powerfuly rewarded with sharp screams as he pounded her asshole without mercy. She shook her head in tears as he pounded her violently: " arrghhh...daddy...its hurts....!!! tooo big!!! " *shaking her head as she try claw away from his cock in desperation as her asshole was raw. Her eyes filled with fresh tears as he discipline her violently* Shaking her head as she dares try to pull off his cock before he was done with her raw ass. She knew it would anger him and entice him to lose his temper and release his rage in her asshole.

Tears running down her cheek as she tries to defy him boldly so he loses his full temper in her dry asshole. Knowing he needed it to be able to focus on his work: " i can't daddy...please...no more...!! *Tries to push him off defiantely before he was done with her cry ass*
 
He could hear her pitiful pleas of mercy, but he was showing none of that. She wanted to be a whore, she was going to get her ass fucked raw. With the tears streaming down her cheeks, the Blood King grabbed her and filled them over. Now her face was buried into the plush leather seat, ass in the air, cock still burrowed into her. He wanted her doggy style, being on top of her and holding the power.

Holding her shoulders and pulling her frame towards him, he pulsed with energy thumping into her body without mercy, fast and hard.

"You going to start doing as I say, right?" he barked loud that it echoed in the tight confines of the vehicle. "You're going to be a good little whore for me?"

Looking down and seeing her polished, heartshaped ass, she needed to keep this figure. She needed to workout. No surgeries. She's got a great ass, he loved to plow it. She just had to maintain it.

Getting his rod all the way in, her dry walls wrapped tightly around his member, straining to hold him. She could only take so much, she was crying now. He liked it. He wanted to hear her plead, beg for mercy. He fucked her, slammed his powerful body into her body until her lower body was almost above her head.
 
Zita cried knowing what was to come as she was already getting a small taste of his rage, fresh tears running down her cheeks. Winces as her husband began bury her face in the leather seat as as she wailed helpessly under his powerful fram. Her body trembling as he position herself properly behind her to fuck her ass raw. Screamed as he pulled her under him hard, screamed at the top of her voice with each of his powerful raw thrusts into her dry ass.It was much more painful than any other time that he fucked her asshole in the past. She never imagine such agony as his powerful thrust let her with a burning raw sensation. She nodded in tears screaming back: " yes daddy!! yess...please...no more dadddy!!" *Crying as she somehow knew he would show her no mercy this evening and she be fucked fow a long time if not days*. Her entire body shook in pain as she clawed on the seat before her in tears.

Zita eyes bulges as he impaled her violently, shaking her head in tears: " please...daddy...i'm sorry...stop...mercy...i ...be...goood..." *cryings as she tries to pull off his cock and push him off, sobbing knowing he was far from done with her violent punishment: " please...daddy...owww...tooo big....!! i swear ...nnnghhhh...god..." As she soon realized he was far from done, she clung on the seat as he hung over her , his powerful thrusts seem refuse to stop, she reluctantly submit. Forcing the words out: "please daddy...please ...rape my ass dry ...all week...i..need...learn...my place...pppllleeeaaaaassssseeee!" *Acknowlwdging his husbandly duty to remind her place by raping her holes *
 
His entire body was on top of her, fucking downward and slapping her ass with no mercy. His rod was burrowed in all of the way, sac trying to get in as well. He pulled back enough for just the head to remain inside, but it was coated in fluid. The head came out with a pop. He grasped it in hand and slapped her ass with it. Her pitiful tears and cries did not reach his cold heart. When he looked down seeing the tears rolling down her plush cheeks showing she was sincere about remaining truthful and following his orders, it didn't make any difference.

He slapped her ass once more and said, "Suck on me. Suck on me till I cum and you better swallow it."

He sat down and pushed her aside, taking her place on the seat. His legs were opened, his cock standing fully erect on its own. He wanted her to suck him dry. "You keep sucking until I cum twice. You better get it right, slut."
 
She look up in tears, her entire body trembling under his: ' yes daddy..."
Zita collapse under him as he withdrew his cock, stumbles back on the seat as he pushes her aside. She crawls back to him and begin to suck his cock,gagging at the taste but she did not dare stop. She looked up, sucking up and down his cock faster and deeper, wiggling her tongue against his balls. She sped up as she suck deeper and faster, gagging as the head of his cock hit the back of her throat but didnt stop.
 
He sighed in relief feeling her saliva roll down his shaft. Going in dry is a lot of fun, painful for her, but all so rewarding for him. Now he wanted to have her do the work and wet him up. Each time she took him in she went a little further down the shaft. She yawned, eyes strained as she took him in. "You're going to learn how to deep-throat' he said reaching down and scooping up her long flowing hair and holding it behind her nogging to showing her glowing face. "When we get back home, talk to Scarlett. She'll teach you how to use that mouth of yours," smiling devilishly as he relieved the glory days.
 
Zita look up blushing as she did her best to deep throat her husband , she pulled back a few times to try catch her breathe. Looking up at him embarrassed only to gag loudly as he took control. She fought the urge too pull away and allowed him to guide her pace. Her back tensing up at the mention of Scarlett, she was surprised to find herself jealous at the idea he mentioned another woman name. She hated how he had no hesitation to mention her as her mouth was full of his enormous cock.
 
"Open you mouth. Open your mouth, cunt" he panted grasping the back of her head. His cock seemed to be getting bigger, the skin stretched as it aimed for her mouth. It seemed inhuman, but he wanted her to fit it in her mouth and throat as much as possible. The tip of it brushed against her lips, smearing the bit of saliva. Her mouth was hesitant, quivering for a moment fearful what it would do to her throat.

"Open up!" he commanded.

Zita's mouth opened, tongue rolled out, eyes closed tight and hands on her thighs waiting apprehensively for the pain to follow.

He didn't want. He shoved his gurth down her throat and plugged it holding it tight.
 
Zita eyes bulges as he ram down her throat, she instinctively tries to pull away. Only to find her restraining her movement, gagging loudly on his cock. Her eyes filled with tears as he gave her little choice, coking as she look up helplessly at her husband trying to pull away and failing miserably. It was a harsh reminder she had no real say in the matter of their sex life
 
"Take it. Take it. Take it" he panted looking down. Her wide eyes looking up, silently pleading for mercy. Her hands pawed at his thighs trying to hold on to something. She couldn't breath. His cock plugged her hole, his sac slapped her lips. He kept going and going. Then he pulled back and cock slapped her several times. "Did you like it?" he asked her looking down with a sick smile. She knew she couldn't say no to him.

"Finish me off. You better swallow it this time" reaching down and grabbing her breasts and squeezing them quite hard.
 
Zita eyes bulges as she was trying catch her breathe, looks up at him and force herself to nod: " yes...i love when... you..... fuck my mouth.... like that.... daddy..." *Winces as he squeezed her tits and begin to suck him hard and fast, gagging loudly but she didnt dare pull away. Looking up as she blushed and gagged on his enormous cock , his balls slapping her chin as she did her best to suck him faster. She wigggles her tongue, as she teased his balls as she bobbed her head up and down his cock faster. She knew better than defy him and knew she best swallow every dropped knowing it was his wish when he used her dirty mouth.
She blushed as she felt herself getting wet for him as he force her to comply to his demands against her wishes . As much as she hated it , her body seem to be respond possitively to his possessessiveness.
 
Though Zita's tits were not big enough for a good ol' fashion tit fuck, the Blood King reclined in his seat with his hands now resting behind his head relaxing to allow his fiance learn how to do work for herself. His cock slowly came out of her mouth, inch by inch. Her throat ached as the vacuum was created when it came out, the saliva dripped from the tip that ran down the front of her dress soaking it.

She coughed and sputtered, eyes still watering. He allowed her a chance to catch her breath before saying, "Finish me off before we get home" The car was only a few blocks away from their apartment. Traffic was still slow, but she needed to hurry it up.
 
Zita pulled back coughing as she did her best to recomposed herself quickly as she tense up at his command. She crawls back between his legs as she took his cock back in her mouth. Blushing as she looked up at him as she began to suck him nice and slowly. Once she had a good pace she began to deep throat him, using her tongue to tease down the base of his shaft. Soon enough she could feel the head in her throat going deep and deeper toll her lips were press against his balls , sticking out her tongue to rub between his balls. She quicken the pace as she deep throated him faster and faster, her throat tightening around his huge cock making her eyes bulge time to time.
 
She was making him cum. His cock swelled. His hands returned to grabbing the back of her pretty little head, drawing her in, the tip running down her throat till she couldn't breath. Her eyes bulged, pupils dilated, and she grasped his thighs tightly, fingertips digging into his flesh as he came hard, the pulsing jet of thick white semen going down her throat and into her belly. He kept going, his cock jerked-each time her eyes watered more.

"Ahhhhh yeah" he sighed in relief feeling the tension being released with each shot.

When the last drop was done he pulled back until the head popped out of her mouth and Zita coughed violently.

"You need to learn how to take head better" he warned her, cock slapping her once again, smearing his fluids on her left cheek. "Scarlett will teach you. Learn from her."
 
Zita pulled away as she glared at him, hating how he was telling her get lesson from his ex. She got up and cleaned up before sitting in front of him pissed. She was sick of being compared to Scarlett: " When are you leaving? " *She wanted as much distance between them*

Zita started to feel bitterly jealous of Scarlett, she step out of the limo first and started to head in the car not bothering waiting after him. She started think best to leave and let him and his damn ex fuck. She found herself boiling with rage, she walk ahead. As she was greeted by Scarlett and far earsot of her husband: " I think you need to fuck your ex on a regular basis since he seem prefer you between his legs" *She walked up towards her bedroom and headed in the shower. Locking the door in case he had hope fuck her again, she was done on trying to be a good wife.
 
Seeing her take off in a huff the Blood King smiled as he watched her slam the bathroom door. Scarlett didn't want to be near him, either. She was afraid of her punishment. Instead, he sat in the living room kicking off his shoes and taking it easy. He had tapped in her mind. It was part of the plan. He wanted to get Zita to be jealous of Scarlett so she would push her away, make her isolated. Make Zita isolated and he will be able to manipulate and control her.

The Blood King couldn't help but chuckle as this as Scarlett quickly walked in to pick up his shoes and socks before heading into the back with her head hung low. The air had the smell of sex, and the look on his face showed that they did it.

Scarlett reached the bathroom door and knocked lightly, "Zita...Zita...I need to talk to you..."
 
Zita was so upset as she never seem to please him as he kept mentioning Scarlett over and over again. She grabbed a pillow and screamed, before trying to calm down. Curses hearing Scarlett tap at her door, mumbling under her breathe.

After a few minute she rolled her eyes as she replied: "Come in and hurry up, i plan to get clean and sleep..."
 
The door opened slowly. Scarlett walked in nervously, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Listen...I know you're upset with me. But, you have to understand...he's been dropping my name around you just to make you jealous. He may say a lot of things about me, that he's fucked me and all of that," waving a hand down to the ground, "But's it's all lies. I mean, when I started out, when I was younger-just turned 18, I gave myself to him. We did it a few times, but after that I just became his servant. I clean his clothes, do his food, and every once in a while, when he's feeling the need to release and wants to humiliate me, he will pleasure himself in front of me and make me clean up. He does it to torture me knowing I won't resist, but he wont have sex with me, perhaps also to torture me. He's trying to drive us apart, so you won't have any friends or any one to help you. You have to believe me, Zita. I want to help you. I don't want to see you dead in some back alley."
 
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