Married into the mob (closed)

"No. We'll be leaving in a few days," said the Blood King. The words make Scarlett perk up. There was a sudden rush? Good. That meant he would be gone sooner and for longer, she would finally be free. "Start packing your bags," he said looking at the women and headed for the living room to sit and watch TV. He didn't even pack his own bags. He left that job to the help. "I want you packed by the morning. I'll make the reservations. We'll leave in two days." His logic seemed to be a bit flawed, why be packed in one night but leave in two days? But there was no challenging his logic.
 
Zita looked in shock as it was so soon: " few days? i mea...dont your need...clear a schedule or something...Bags? I...*sighs as he simply walks away after informing her prepare the bags. She tense up thinking it was to be ready by morning, she return t her room to pack properly the clothing she thought be necessary.Only to have Scarlett walk in to remove most of what she picked out to select more clothing that did not require her to leave the room. As she glance down 80% where sexy night gown Scarlett knew make the king horny for her. She only allow her carry sexy underwear and only thongs. She tense up as Scarlett inform her this couple outing was more about him teaching her be a good wife. When she looked confused till Scarlett said with a nervous smile and avoiding contact: " Dont worry about outing clothing, you spend most of the days and nights with the King and he will "personally" teach you be a good wife in bed...if your lucky , perhaps producing a child will distract him .." *Though Scarlett knew that would not reduce his appetite from Zita holes as he seem never get enough of his fiance *

Zita pales at the idea spend alone with her fiance and knowing she might end up practically living on his cock, making her shiver in fear. She hated knowing she could not escapsed her faith. She nodded: " Perhaps after so much fucking, he get bored of me and pick another woman..." *makes a nervous laugh which dies as she hears someone approach the bedroom just as Scarlett finished packing Zita things and leaves the bedroom*
 
Sitting on the couch, laid back with not a care in the world, the Blood King carefully went through the news channels. Of course they were already broadcasting about the violence on the streets. A whole building of rivals being wiped out, the high-velocity weapons being on par with the military, and the police being ill equipped in dealing with them. It brought a smile to his sinister face as he changed the channel over to some cartoons.

Scarlett leaned in and saw what he was watching and leaned back in. That was one of his unusual, yet softer, habits-ones that she did not mind.

"Getting you two out of here and by yourselves will give you the chance to learn about him. He does have some good qualities, but I still depise the man. If I had the chance, I would throw him into the river with the gators and watch them rip him apart and laugh at it the whole time." Then she calmed down, "But I digress. Get you two out of here and there can be some peace in the city. With him gone the city will fall to his lieutenants and they are not the best when alone. A lot of them hate one another and will do what they can to be the best in his eyes. That means turf wars, a civil war."
 
Zita nodded as she listen to scarlett, ahe waa aware acarlwtt knew more of his qorld than she did and be wise to listen. She smiled and motion scarlett give them some privacy. She qatched scarlett quickly clean up and leave to pick up the blood king suits to the dry cleaner.

Zita approached her fiance as she was wearing one of the ahory dress he bought her. She sat beside him as he qatched cartoon, swallowing hard. " the bags are ready..." she sat cloar till ahe lean against him, looked up nervously " are you still angry at me ?" like a child asking a parent if they still love them
 
Once more he didn't answer, wanting to see her squirm. He could hear her just fine. He was still mad at her for all of her stunts, and that of Scarlett. The two of them together were worse together.

He changed the channel and then flicked his eyes over to her, "Not really" he finally confessed," his arm reached out and wrapped around her shoulder drawing her in still she was almost on top of him, his hot breath lingering in the air.

Now that her bags were packed, they were ready to go. "Hand me my phone, Red" he said to Scarlett. The girl quickly came in with his phone, handed it over, and left trying to avoid eye contact. A few presses of the button and a travel agent answered.

"Hello, sir. How can I help you?"

"I like to book two tickets to China, First Class tickets," The Blood King said calmly, "With adjoining tickets to South Korea, Vietnam, and to Japan."

"Yes, sir..."
 
Zita relaxd as he seem less angry " i did not mean to anger you." gasps as you pulled her over his lap. She smiled at him nervously , blink as he summon red.

She looked startled at he ask several destination . She looks at scarlett as she seem unsure of going several places
 
The travel agent was tapping away at the keyboard trying to line everything up. He didn't ask for much, but he knew what he wanted, only the best. While he waited his left arm suddenly stretched out, wrapped around Zita's neck and pulled her in till her head was resting on his hard chest and he wouldn't let go.

"Okay, sir, I have something that you'll like. Two First Class tickets. I'll be needing names and what time you'll like to depart.

"In the afternoon" the Blood King responded, that way they weren't rushed getting out the door in the morning and dealing with traffic. "My wife, Zita, will be traveling with me."

"Very well, sir. I have what your requesting. I'll be sending an email to you with your itinerary. If everything is as you like I hope you have a lovely trip with your wife."

"Thank you" he said before handing up. One of the rare times he was nice to a stranger. He put the phone down, but still refused to let go of Zita.
 
She gasps as he pulled her against him as he made the arrangement for their travels. She glance at the tv nervously as he spoke to the travel agent.ahe felt so small and helpless as he held her possessively.

She blink as she heard it be today whixh send her in a panic. She looked up startlwd as he describe her as his wife. She did not know if he did to tease her or view her as hia wife.

Shelooked around as she wanted an excuse to pull away " i think, i forgot add something in my bagage..i be back... " she tries act casual to pull away.
 
He didn't let go, at first, but a couple of slowly jerks and his arm relaxed to the point that she was able to slip out and go into the back. When the travel arrangements were done he hung up the phone and put it aside and went back to watching his cartoons, chuckling every now and again.

Scarlett looked out of the kitchen and slipped past the living room and into the bedroom. "What did you forget" she asked in a whisper.

For the Blood King, he wasn't at all disturbed by anything. He sat there in his own little world watching cartoons while people were on the streets dying. In his mind, he had done his good deed for the day and went back to the relaxation he so desparately deserved.
 
Zita walked up to Scarlett: " i am terrified, he expect me to be a proper wife from now on...he wants us time alone to bond....god i am terrified..." *She was freaking out a bit* " i'm sorry, i am just panicked that no one be there to distract him. I am sorry, i know i am just having a freak out moment. I just need to catch my breathe" *she smiled at Scarlett: " Would up add sexy lingerie in my luggage and stay upstairs. I think i need get him in a better mood before we go, i dont want him set you up with Tony or big black while we are away cause i upset him" * she wanted Scarlett stay in their bedroom and not see her do her duty as a proper wife. she changed into a short nightgown*

She recomposed herself before going downstairs to meet her husband and kneel between his legs: " I am so grateful, you wanna spend more time with me, husband" *she reached to unbutton and unzip his pants, sliding her hand inside to reach and grab his cock. She pulled the huge thick cock and took it in her mouth, looking up at him as she began to suck him slowly as she moaned. She blushed as she felt his cock began to grow as she bob her head up and down his cock as she moaned. She pulled her mouth off making a popping sound as she jerks his cock: " I look forwards to my husband teaching me how to be a good wife on our trip" *She slip his cock back in her mouth sucking it faster and as deep as she could feel his hard cock was gagging her. She pulled her mouth off and climb in his lap and slide herself along his enormous cock, lets out small whimpered as she slid herself on his cock, forcing herself , till his cock slide between her labia to get his cock wet with her juice. She slowly slid the nightgown off and slid his cock up and down bit more between her labia, letting soft moans as she gave him a taste to what he will soon taste on their honeymoon.

Zita finally slid off his hard glistening his cock which she kiss his lips before picking her nightgown to pat it dry. She place a couch pillow on the ground to lay her forehead on it before reaching back to spread her legs and butt cheeks . She swallowed hard as she exposed herself " please husband, fuck my ass dry...relieve your rage in my asshole till your in a good mood...Allow me be a good wife , please...dry fuck my asshole till your needs are satisfied, my love. Please dont stop no matter how much i beg, i need it, love" *submitting completely to him for the fist time to start their honeymoon on a positive step*

She swallowed hard knowing it was her duty to make him happy, he could see her tighten her ass to ensure she be as tight as fuck her ass: "please daddy...i need your be merciless in my asshole"
 
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Finally Zita was learning her place. As a good wife should, be between the legs of her husband and sucking him off, even without an order. She still had a lot to learn about a good blowjob as she could not deep-throat him as well as other women, but she was learning and his fat head felt great poking the back of her head as she tried slurping, each time drool ran down his shaft.

She milked his cock for all that it was worth and when her body slid off of him and came to rest beside him, his cock slowly became flaccid as his gaze turned to her with a mixture of surprise and satisfaction.

"That was pretty good" he sighed touching her flat belly with his right hand reaching over his body. "You're learning fast. Next time, though, you're going to take it to the face," his hand slid up her body, cupping each breast softly before going up and rubbing the tip of her chin, the tip of his index finger wiping over her wet lips and up to the nose. That's where he pictured his thick white seed would fall, coating her face, marking her as his. It would be a good way of humiliation and domination.

But, first, she wanted it to go into the ass. "I'll fuck you raw," he growled, "But it's going to happen like this, you're going to get it doggystyle, you're going to get it in the ass, and when I'm done, you're going to take it right in the face and you're going to like it."
 
Zita looked up humiliated as he spoke: "of course , husband....i make sure i take your cum on my face before you dry fuck my face...i'm sorry...i do better next time" *She nodded to her husband and push the table aside and got in doggy style position, spread her legs as she tighten her asshole as much as she could knowing that what he enjoyed the most. " yes husband...fuck my holes raw as much you need...i love knowing i am your woman and feel you cum inside me. " *gulps*

She turn one last time to kiss him before getting back in position: " please i need you dry fuck my ass raw from now on....or i doubt you truly love me as a husband..." *Acknowledging his action was due to love*
 
Taking the cock into his hand, the Blood King traced the tip around her rounded ass before slapping both cheeks hard and pulling them apart and watching them snap together. Just the way he liked it. Zita wanted it raw, she was going to get it raw. Her husband mounted her, his cock sliding between her inner thighs, brushing over her tight twat before it found her anus. It took a moment. Reaching down between them he grasped his member, aimed it and shoved the head in. Zita tried to resist it out of a knee jerk reaction, but he grunted and fed in the tip. His cock bent that he straightened out and leaned his body over her and it slid in. Even with little lube it went inside and he could feel the walls wrap tightly around his cock.

"Ah yeah" he grunted and sighed in delight, "That's a good bitch" before thumping into her. It started out slow as the motions pulled them apart before going back together. After a few strokes his cock was popped out because her walls did so.

He shoved it back in and tried again this time holding her hips tightly as he steadily picked up the pace of his thumping.
 
Zita whelps loudly as he slap her ass, his hand print still on her cheeks, whimpers as he began mounting her. She whimpered as her slide his enormous cock between her labia which made her tense up. She threw her head back as shissed as the head slide inside her ass.She screamed as he stretches her walls before dropping her head in tears.

She shook under him in tearsletting shark screams as her husband began to thrust in and out of her ass, tears running down her cheeks: ' arrrggghhh...owww...plz...more...harder...please...fill me with cum"

She clawed the floor as she rewarded his thrust with sharp screams of agony, her innoncence staining his balll. She force herself moan and beg him tear her ass" yesss...yesss...moree...harder daddy...i neeed it"
 
Doggystyle was his favorite position. He held the power over her, hands on her hips. She couldn't escape him and he was going to make it tough for her. His cock rubbed up her inner thighs, teasing her. Her holes were leaking juices, she couldn't help it, but she loved it, but she was going to admit to it. She wanted her tight anus taken by him, and his cock was ready. The mushroom head pressed against her hole, but he wasn't going to tease her, or try to work it in slowly. Grasping his fat member with his right hand to keep it straight he shoved his entire body into her ass.

Their bodies clapped coming together and his meat went right inside her all at once. She jumped and screamed, but his hands kept her in place. "Shut up" he growled to her, the tone of which silently told her that bad things would come if she opened her mouth and said anything but glorious words about him.

"That's it. Nice in tight. That's how I like my girls, nice and tight and you're going to love it, my loving wife."
 
Zita winced painfully as she was not used to his huge cook which made her always feel like a Virgin each time he fucked her ass. She blushed as she got wet at the contact of his huge cock.
Before she manage to relax she suddenly felt her husband cock impale her, screaming at the top of her voice.

She drop her head I tears biting her lower lip, not dare defy her husband. Tears run down her cheeks as she bite down her lower lip muffler her scream while he ducked her ass.
 
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His cock came out of her hole glistening in juices. It was glorious to see as the walls tightened around his rod like a clenched fist. The more his rod disappeared inside of it, the more he wanted to keep going back into her. Looking down at her heart shaped ass as it shuddered under each impact, he felt his cock grow as the blood pulsed, his sac tightened, but he didn't want to cum just yet. He wanted to make her suffer some more with this glorious image of his lovely wife on her hands and knees, taking it in the ass the way a good wife should.

"Take it. Take it" he growled nipping at the back of her neck, his heavy breath in her ear. His powerful hands grasped her bare tits and pulled on the nipples hard until they turned cherry red. "You're going to take it nice and hard" as his pace started to pick up. He wasn't going to be a loving husband about all of this. He wanted her ass and began pounding her nice and hard, the bed shaking and their bodies colliding with loud claps of flesh on flesh.
 
Zita body shook under her husband firm grip, hisses as she bites down her screams as her husband pounded her tight asshole like a madman. She claw the floor as she tried bare his powerful thrust lifting her hips with each powerful thrust. Tears ran down her cheeks as she drop her head down as she submitted to his demanding thrust. She sum her courage as she ask in her small, cracking voice: " aarrrghhh...yess...owww...more...please...daddy...tear my ass...harder....arrrghhh god...its sooo big...i cant...take it...owww...please fuck....me harder...i...i...neeed it..." *knowing he expected her to entice him even against her will like a proper wife that values his needs over her own*

Zita let out a smal sharp cry as he nip her neck and ram up deep in her asshole, wincing as he grip her tits like a hungry man. Nodding repeatedly as he tell her she will take it nice and hard as she didnt dare challenge him. Tears running down her cheeks as he thrustsed deep and hard, the friction of his growing pace brought fresh tears to her eyes knowing he was pounded, burning her anal walls. Shaking her head in tears, whimpering knowing he was far from done and could keep fucking her for hours till she no longer could stand or walk once he fed his hunger with her tight ass.
 
Zita pleaded for mercy. She would have none of it. His long shaft continued to plunge into her as their bodies came together harder and faster. Each time they clapped his sac would slap her inner thighs. Such energy was flowing, the heat coming from their bodies made his sweat glisten. Her flesh continued to glow. It was so sweet to feel her body be taken this way, hard and in the ass. Such a slut. That's all he could think about, her being a slut.

For being such a slut, she was going to learn it. Learn it well. If she wasn't going to learn the easy way, then she was going to learn the hard way-through punishment.

His shaft plunged in, her body tensed up. She cried for mercy once more, her face burrowed into the pillows, ass higher in the air. His hands slid back to hold her heart shaped ass to give her a few more slaps to the ass. Those hands prints continued to linger on her hot flesh.

Finally he felt his sac expand and tighten. This was it. It would be easier to just drop his seed into her body and have it be an easy clean up, and she could feel his thick, white, hot seed inside of her, but her insolence was going to cost her. Pulling out his meat with a pop, he orders her to roll onto her back then mounted her chest, shoved the glistening cock into her mouth one more time before jacking off on her face.
 
Zita gasps before feeling her husband push her face into the pillow, muffling her cries. She clung the the pillow as it soaked her tears as she cried with every powerful thrust that impaled her asshole dry. She winced as her slap her ass hard enough to leave his prints.
She gasps as he pull her back to gag her with his cock before he began jerk his cock furiously in her face. She open her mouth and stuck out her tongue ready receive it in her face as she did not dare upset him as he was about to cum in her face.
 
Seated on her chest, holding her down, his dong in her face, stroking slowly as his rod tighted, contracted, and spurted his thick white seed. It sprayed on her face, into the eyes. "Yes" he smiled in delight. "That's what I want to see" as his wife sputtered a bit from the cum that had entered her mouth. He didn't get off of her immediately, even with his quickly flacid cock. He pushed the tip into her mouth to milk out the last few drops.

"That's what I want to see" he continued. Taking his cock back into his hand, he wiped the tip around her lips, taking some of the cum and spreading it over some of her face that didn't have it.

He loved to see women with cumshots on their face. It was a feeling of dominance and also showing how dirty Zita would be for him.

"Clean that up" he ordered. "I don't mean with a rag. I want you to eat it all, like a good girl." Rolling off and laying beside her, staring intently to ensure his order was carried out.


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Zita did not dare defy his command as he was in a good mood.she used her tongue to clean every bit of her husband cum to hide all evidence. She hate how he enjoyed reminding her she was his woman. He easily made her feel like his property by even wrap his arm around her waist. She always felt small around him as he always seem to have esp much power and control over her body and life.

She slowly god up and cleaned up. When she returned downstairs, Scarlett had place her husband coat on and inform them the limo was ready and luggage in truck. She listen her husband explain that he wanted Scarlett clean house top to bottom Naked while being taped for profit and that she be fucked in their absence by a big client.Scarlett knew her lower rating be severally punished .

Scarlett wave them goodbye and close the door as they got into the limo..Zita sat across from her husband nervously as the driver began to head to the airport . She shivered at the idea this be considered their honeymoon, she had hope to have managed to run away by now yet here she was in the limo with him heading to their destination.

The limo finally stopped at the airport and the driver began to take out their luggage as the door open for them. she froze up as the door open as she simply wanted to run away. But she knew better than humiliate her husband in public. She followed after him as they arrived to the front desk lady who welcome them before they boarded the plane.

As expected it was in first class and her seat by the window. Her heart was pounding so loudly it muffled the sounds around them . Her distraction broken as she felt his hand lay over her own.He did not say a word during the trip yet kept physical contact with her. Soon enough they arrived at their honeymoon hotel.

It was the best hotel and he had reserve the honeymoon suite for them, they had their private butler that led them to their honeymoon suite. She gulped as the butler put their things away and watched the Blood King give him a big tip before they were left alone. She finally understood why Scarlett insisted she wore all white dress and underwear for this trip. She slowly back away from him and walk to the balcony as if looking for the view but she honestly just wanted distance between them as she was terrified as it was actually a honeymoon suite and he introduce her to everyone as his wife since she wore the proof on her wedding finger.
 
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It would appear his wife finally learned her place. She took the cum to her face and loved it. Now they were finally leaving for their vacation. It was suppose to be a happy time, but you couldn't see it on his face. Wherever they went, the Blood King had a stone cold face. Staring into his icy blue eyes would send chills down people's spines.

But his removal from the city had the desired results. With him gone the order was given and the great purge of the city began when it was suppose to. The high-powered weapons carved out a city of blood. The police couldn't respond, there was too much blood shed that the news called it 'The real life Purge' based on the movie. Scarlett was much too frightened to go anywhere and locked herself in the apartment not daring to go out or even look out the window.

Reaching their hotel room, the luggage was stowed and the Blood King went to the window to look out at the Pearl of the Orient, the lush and vibrant city that had modern western architecture with a splash of conservative tradition. He looked at it proudly with his hands clasped behind his back as if judging it and being satisfied with what he was seeing, but saying nothing and showing still no emotion on his face.

When he was satisfied with looking at the city he came back to the bed and sat on the foot of it beside his wife, removed his shoes before sliding back, flopping his head on the plush white pillow then curling his sock covered toes and wiggling them at his wife silently asking for her to massage him.
 
Zita tense up as he lay on their bed, gulping as she wondered what he has in mind. She relax as he wiggle his toes, she kneel down and began massaging his feet. She carefully massaged his feet til he had enough. She forces a smile before going to the large washroom. She honestly try to buy herself time or he fell asleep...

She waited till it was silent before returning to bed now that she was in her nightgown. He appeared asleep and she was sure he be to tired to fuck her. She slip under the covers on her side of the bed. She turn to her side of the bed with her back to her husband.
 
He was suffering from jet-lag and didn't have the stamina to stay awake any longer. The tender touching his wife was giving him made his muscles sore at first but start to relax and that made him light headed enough that he slowly slipped away without even noticing it. He just remembered feeling his wife's touch then passing away into slumber. He didn't even have a chance to pull up the blanket or roll over.

He was out and there was a relative peace in the area. She was lucky. He was in pleasant mood for the moment and she should keep it that way. While they slept, time passed slowly. The Blood King didn't have dreams like most people, he felt the emotion, but what he saw was how he wanted his kingdom to be where he sat on a throne of gold and watched as the city around him was turned into the place it should be and not the waste that it is right now. He took delight in knowing that now the city streets were running red with blood as the worst of the worst, the slime in the gutters, were being dispatched and would no longer taint the rest of society with their pungent stench and leach off of those that are trying to make this place better.

As he dreamed there was a sick smile on his face. If his wife could see it, it would be creepy because she didn't know what he was dreaming of, maybe another woman.
 
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