Mob Bosses Son's Birthday Present (Closed)

Micheal grabbed Lola's wrist and he pulled her onto his lap. She smiled at him. "It is lovely." She said. She leaned in and kissed him softly before he starting feeding her with her fork. She was looking into his eyes and smiling at him.

She felt his hand go down between her legs. She was glad the subject of her farther was put to rest for now. She didn't want to talk about him. She was wearing panties under her dress. She discreetly took them off and placed them in his pocket.

"You know what I'd really like to do now? I'd like to sneak off to the toliets and have you fuck me right up against a cubicle door." She said grinning at him. Her ass was grinding against him.
 
Micheal pulled her panties out leaving them sitting on the table in plain sight. there was an incredibly obvious damp spot right across the crotch. "That's better, gives me better access."

Micheal slipped a finger into her, then a second all the while he continued to feed her and occasionally himself. The waiter came over a few times to make sure that they had everything they needed. If he knew what was going on he was good at keeping it on the down low, only once commenting on how she looked a little flushed and bringing her a glass of ice water.

"Well that's really too bad that you want to fuck since I'm not really in the mood right now." He was definitely bending the truth a bit but he wanted to see what she did when she didn't get what she wanted right away.
 
She was surprised to see him put her panties on the table but she didn't show it. She let out a soft moan as he slipped his finger into her. He added another. She bite her lip. Her pussy was so very wet. She wanted him quite badly right now.

"Oh Micheal that's such a pity." She said blowing air onto his neck. She was grinding down hard on him. She pushed her boobs up against him. She kissed his neck. "Micheal please fuck your little slave." She whispered. Her eyes were full of lust and desire.

She moved her hand to his leg. She stroked his leg softly. Her hand went to his cock. She stroked his cock. "Pretty please give me this cock." She said. She moved in kissing him passionately. Her tongue moved into his mouth playing with his.
 
"What makes you think that you deserve to be fucked?" He slipped her over keeping her hand off his crotch as he slipped a third finger to her slowly stretching her around his finger and pumping faster. Now anybody who cared had to notice the sound of his fingers pumping against her wet cunt. He waited until she was nearly ready to cum before pulled his fingers out and smeared them across her face and then pushed her back into her own chair returning his attention to his meal."
 
"Well I'm a very good girl who deserves a fucking." She whispered as he moved her so her hand was off his crotch. He slipped a third finger into her. He was pumping his fingers into her. She was moaning softly. She loved the way he worked his fingers. Pulling her closer to cumming and then he pulled his fingers out. He smeared his fingers across her face. He moved her back to her seat and she wiped her face with a napkin. She was frustrated with him. She glugged down some of her wine and went back to her meal. She was so annoyed. She wasn't paying him any attention. She would give the odd frustrated look but other than that she did interact with him. "I'm going to use the ladies room." She said before walking off to the ladies. She needed to calm herself down. She was feeling all hot and bothered. She splashed some water on her face.
 
Micheal wished he'd told her not to wipe her face but she was a little quicker than that. It was fine that she wasn't paying attention to him. He wasn't really paying a lot of attention to her as much as his meal. Well he was, but he'd accomplished most of what he wanted. She was frustrated.

"Don't fall in." He teased returning to his meal. He assumed she was in there giving herself a quick orgasm, if she could even manage it without his help. Maybe she could, he hadn't trained her to react only to his touch but she didn' tseem to have a lot of positive sex without him. Either way it didn't matter much. She was free to her pleasure for a few minutes. She didn't seem likely to run away.
 
She was feeling confused why all of a sudden he wasn't wanting her to beg for him and then him finally give in to her. She knew he wanted her but she didn't no why he'd turn her away. She knew she was hot piece of ass and why would he say he wasn't in the mood. She didn't even feel like pleasing herself right now. Her mind was full of questions and thoughts. She just didn't know what else he wanted from her.

She tried so hard to be good for him but it didn't always seem to get her anywhere. She looked at herself in the mirror. She took a deep breath in then released before leaving the ladies. She walking back towards their table when she felt someone grab at her ass. She turned to see a big guy who towered over her. "Get your hands off me." She said. He pulled her towards him.

"Such a hot body. I want it and what I want I get." He said. She tried pushing him away but he was bigger and so much stronger. "Get your hands off me. You are not having me." She said. He placed his finger on her lips. "Shh little girl you know you want me and I'll have whether you want it or not." He said. She hoped Micheal would come save her from this big guy. She was Michael's not this creeps.
 
Micheal's table was on the far end of the restaurant from the restrooms, she'd have to make a lot more noise than that if he was going to know that she was doing anything other than sittin gin the bathroom dealing with the condition he'd put her in.

"Why don't you just hush up. The only kinds of girls Enrique knows are little whores. You're certainly prettier than most of them but I know a hooker when I see one." He dragged her into the broom closet and shoved her roughly up against the cold concrete wall. "I'll make you a deal. If you arent' a whore and you aren't wet I'll just let you go and with a thousand bucks as an apology, if you are you'll let me fuck you and you can give your pimp his cut of your fee?"

He put his arm across her throat holding her in place while the other hand hiked up the bottom of her dress and slipped between her thighs up to her bare cunt.
 
"I'm not a hooker." She said. He dragged her off to the broom closet. She was kicking and hitting out at him but she wasn't strong enough to hurt him. He pushed her roughly up against the cold concrete wall. "No please I'm not a whore let me go." She said. Her eyes trying to plead with him.

"Stop no please. Stop it." She screamed. She didn't think Micheal would come to her rescue. She knew she was wet from Micheal's teasing. She wasn't wet for this guy she was wet for Micheal. She knew that the guy wouldn't believe her if she explained why she was wet.

His hand hiked up the bottom of her dress. Her panties were back at the table so her pussy was bare. She closed her eyes. She was just shouting no again and again but she knew her shouting wouldn't put him off. Micheal wasn't coming to save her and she was on her own with this guy.

She was scared and just hoped someone anyone would walk in because they heard her screams and shouts. She didn't know what she'd tell Micheal if this guy had his way with her. She just wished she had stayed at the table with Micheal.
 
"Of course you're a fucking hooker." The man growled. "Look at this, dripping wet just like a little worthless slut ready for a good fuck." She screamed again. He pushed her up against the wall harder cutting off her air after a few screams. "Stop that."

Outside Micheal did hear her scream though. "She really should learn how to control herself." Micheal calmly got up out of his chair and walked towards the direction of the screams. A few of the other patrons were looking in that direction. "What ever it is relax, I've got things well in hand. No need to call the police or anything just return to your meals."

They didn't return silently to their meals but nobody seemed to be callign the police or doing anything that would make the situation worse. Micheal could have gone faster but it was taking his time for some reason.

The man continued his assault on her, ripping the chest open to reveal one breast to his hungry mouth slobbering all over her. "Why don't you just admit you want this, it'll hurt so much less then. Not that I mind hurting you."

Micheal opened the door calmly. "Not that I mind hurting you. You took the words right out of my mouth." Micheal said stepping into the room.

The man looked back at him. "Oh it's you, your hooker here is noisy and stubborn."

Micheal grinned. "She's not a whore, she's a slave, and a private one for now. And if you thought she was just a common mouthy whore you should have come to me and told me to get my bitch in check."

The man got up and turned towards Micheal. "I, I didn't know-"

"Didn't know?" Micheal took forward. The man was probably going to walk away but Micheal snagged him by the wrist and wrenched him off balance and drove his foot into the side of the man's knee shattering it.

The man fell to the ground howling in pain. He'd probably never walk again and if he did it would be with a severe limp. "You do not touch my property. Come along Minx, we are leaving."

Micheal walked out handed the waiter a large fold of bills. "Make sure this gets cleaned up properly, my girlfriend was almost raped but I don't want to press charges or anything stupid like that. He'll live, make sure he knows who the fuck I am and how lucky he is that I intend to let this lie."

The waiter nodded apologized then complimented Minx.

The two got back into the car. "Sorry about that, usually this is a safe place to leave a lady alone. I just can't catch a break today can I?"
 
She was tearing up now. She was petrified of what he could do to her. He cut of her air. She was unable to scream anymore. She closed her eyes. She was going to her last resource praying. She wasn't one to pray for help but she was in dire need. She wasn't sure just what praying would get her.

He ripped her dress revealing one of her boobs. He was slobbering all over her body. "No I don't want this. I don't want you." She said. She was surprised to see Micheal opening the door. She sighed in relief. She didn't know what Micheal would do. Hearing Micheal saying she wasn't a whore made her feel better.

Micheal grabbed the man by his wrist and knocked him off balance. Micheal drove his foot into the side of his knee shattering it. The man fell down. She followed Micheal out of the broom closet. Micheal paid the waiter. She was surprised to hearing him call her his girlfriend she sorted liked it. She didn't show how happy she was about the girlfriend comment.

They went to the car and got in. "It is okay wasn't your fault. I was just scared but you came and saved me. Thank you Micheal. Today has been eventful. Can we go home and get in bed together?" She said. She just wanted to be near him. She longed to be in his arms. She just needed him right now.

"Micheal your not mad at me for what happened are you? I didn't lead him on or anything. I'm sorry Micheal." She said looking at him. The day had really got to her. She was feeling insecure and unsure of herself.
 
"I know you didn't lead him on there are a certain amount of guys who just get like that when they see a pretty girl. And yes I suppose you can sleep in the bed tonight. I don't know if I plan on sharing it with you." She'd just been nearly raped, obviously now wasn't going to be a good time for her but that didn't mean much to him.

"You'll be safe." He smiled getting them home quickly and walking her up to the door. "Go, make yourself comfortable."
 
"Micheal please sleep with me. I need you." She said. She knew she sounded quite pathetic right now but she really needed him right now. He drove them home quite quickly and then he walked her up to the door. He told her to get make herself comfortable. She was unsure he'd come to bed with her like she asked. She went upstairs got changed into http://www.comparestoreprices.co.uk/images/by/by-caprice-heartbeat-cami-top-by-caprice.jpg and then climbed into bed. She hoped Micheal would come join her.
 
Micheal sighed but he still felt bad about how he'd treated her that morning so he sighed and parked the car then went up to bed pulling in, he didn't really look at her as he did flipping on the television. "Don't know why you'd want me around, this whole thing has been my fault from top to bottom."
 
He got into bed with her and she smiled. She was happy he joined her in bed. He put on the TV. "Micheal I forgave you for what you did and that guy wasn't your fault." She said. She looked at him and smiled. She stroked his chest softly. She leaned in and kissed him. "I need you Micheal right now." She said looking into his eyes. She turned off the TV and moved on top of him. She was kissing him passionately.
 
Micheal didn't understand but it was really difficult to keep arguing when a beautiful woman presses her body to yours and kisses you. Even harder when her tongue slips between your lips and the two of you become a tangle of arms and legs trying to pull off her clothing and mostly managing it while eventually coming to be ontop of her, here wrists pinned over her head.

"What are you? I want to hear you say it." His free hand slipped down between her thighs stroking her slit.
 
Micheal was somehow on top of her now. She didn't know how he got on top of her but he was. He pinned her wrists over her head. "I'm yours. I'm your slave." She said looking into his eyes. He hand slipped between her thighs and he stroked her clit. Her pussy was wet. She moved her lips onto his and kissed. "Micheal I'm yours all yours. I'm your slave." She said. She moved her legs round him. She kissed him passionately. "Micheal I want you. Take your slave." She said. She was looking deep into his eyes. She stroked his back softly.
 
"Do you have any idea how lovely that sounds my pet?" He kissed her and slipped out of his pants pressing his cock between her thighs. "That's right, you are my slave and you're stuck here doing whatever I want." He leaned down so his lips were pressed right against her ear and he growled. "And right now, more than anything I want you."

Micheal pushed his cock into her in a long slow thrust that filled her completely, he held there for a moment then pulled out and pushed back into her, he wanted this to last so he took his time, with long, steady strokes, his forehead against hers so she could see his eyes staring into her the entire time.
 
He kissed her as he slipped out of his pants. He pressed his cock between her thighs. "Yeah I am." She said grinning at him. He kissed her lips. "I want you too." She said. He pushed his cock into her. She moaned softly as he was taking long slow thrusts into. He held his cock deep in her wet pussy. He was taking his time. It felt so good. She looked into his eye. His forehead was against hers. She kissed him as she thrusted herself down on his cock. She was so wet. She was playing with his tongue as she looked into his eyes. "Oh god this feels so good and right." She said. Her breathing was heavy. She looked into his eyes. Her pussy was tightening round him and she was cumming.
 
It only took Micheal a few more thrusts after she'd come for him to have his own orgasm slamming into her a few more times. He released her arms but stayed ontop of her for a few more moments. "Don't ever forget you belong to me." He rolled off her and kissed her cheek. "Question. What would you have done if instead of breaking that man's knee I'd told you to give him what he wanted? Would you hate me then?"
 
He came deep into her wet pussy. She had just came down from cumming. He let go of her and he stayed on top of her. "I won't ever forget." She said. He rolled off her body. He laid next to her. He kissed her cheek softly. "I don't know what I would of done. I don't know if I'd hate you. I find out hard to hate you. Something inside of me just can't hate you for some reasons." She said looking at him smiling. She snuggled up to him. She kissed him softly on the sleeps. "Do you want to get some sleep?" She asked.
 
Micheal quirked a brow at her. "Well you took care of what I was going to head out and do. I find you so confusing you know?" He kissed her forehead. "I am sorry I scared you, you didn't deserve that and you've been nothing but flawless." His eyes closed for a moment obviously deep in thought about something. "That could be interesting."
 
He kissed her forehead. "Yeah I know I'm confusing but you are too." She said. She liked being in his arms. She felt safe and happy with him right now. "It is okay I forgave you. Yes you scared me but you were stressed and frustrated so I understand why it happened." She said. He closed his eyes. He was in deep thought. "What you think about?" She asked. Her head was resting on his shoulder. She kissed his cheek softly.
 
"Oh nothing my little Minx." He teased. "Just wondering what it would be like if my personal little slave slut were in a few movies. Obviously if today has taught us anything it's that I'm far from the only person who finds you attractive."

Micheal paused gauging her response. "Besides I do want to see what you'd look like stuffed with cock, maybe in one of those interaccial films that are making so much money right now." He left out that he owned such a company which was how he knew what the sales figures looked like.
 
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