Chapter 7 What The Hell!

• *Trigger Warning*
• This explores mature themes, including explicit sex, violence, and power dynamics, which may be triggering for some readers. Please prioritize your emotional well-being and proceed with caution. If you're sensitive to these topics, consider reading with support.
• She was gone.
• Slumped against the seat, legs parted, cunt still twitching, His jacket swallowed her whole. Her mouth was open. Lips trembling. Breath shallow. She wasn’t even fully unconscious. Just gone. Mind shattered. Spirit wrung out. Body limp from too much wanting and nowhere to put it.
• Dominic stared at her as he drove.
• Slow at first. Then faster.
• She had no idea how fucking beautiful she looked like this. Used. Untouched. A contradiction in ruins. She hadn’t even come. Not really. Not the kind of orgasm he promised. Not the kind that would leave her shaking for days.
• His fingers flexed around the steering wheel.
• He looked down at her. The soft rise and fall of her chest. The damp V between her legs. The faint flush across her cheeks. He didn’t say anything for a long time.
• Then he laughed.
• “You passed out without even getting fucked,” he muttered, the words thick with disbelief and hunger as he drove faster.
• He reached over.
• His fingers didn’t ask. They dragged up her thigh, past the ruined denim he’d sliced open. Up over the slick, raw, soaked heat of her bare cunt. He didn’t touch her clit.
• He just pressed his fingers to the lips of it. Held them there. Felt the pulse. The twitch. The flutter that told him her body was still begging even though her brain had shut off.
• He exhaled through his nose.
• Then brought those fingers to his mouth.
• Licked them clean.
• God.
• The taste of her. It hit the back of his throat like sin.
• “You fucking whore,” he whispered to no one. “You begged until your brain broke.”
• He didn’t stop driving. Just slid his hand between her thighs again. Not to touch. Not yet. Just to own the space.
• The car sped up.
• The road stretched into the darkness.
• And still she moaned. Faint. Barely there. A ghost of pleasure still clinging to her throat.
• Dominic glanced at her again. The way her nipples were hard under his jacket. The way her thighs trembled even now. Her entire body was begging for a finish he refused to give.
• “You look better broken,” he said softly. “Better when you don’t talk. Don’t think. Just breathe and beg.”
• “You think I’m done with you? Oh no. Fuck I haven’t even started Princess” he whispered.
• She whimpered in her sleep. Barely audible.
• He turned the wheel, taking a left onto the long gravel road that led to the estate.
• His house waited at the end of it.
• And her room.
• No, not her room.
• His.
• His floors.
• His chains.
• His bed.
• His rules.
• “You’re not even close to done begging, little toy,” he murmured, voice thick with threat and promise. “Not even close.”
• And this time, he didn’t smile.
• He just gripped the wheel tighter.
• And drove faster.
• **
• Soon enough, he turned down the long gravel path leading to his estate. No streetlights. No neighbors. Just trees, stone, silence, and sin. His mansion waited at the end.
• He didn’t slow.
• He pulled into the driveway like a man possessed, parked hard, yanked the brake, and turned to her without hesitation.
• Still passed out.
• Still parted.
• Still ruined.
• He ran a hand down his face. Exhaled. Then leaned over and slid one arm beneath her knees, the other around her back. She barely stirred. Her head lolled against his chest. Her pussy left a wet streak on the seat as she moaned a little.
• ***
• The front door slammed so hard the frame cracked. As Dominic stepped into the mansion, with her ruined body in his arms.
• And what greeted him?
• Hell.
• Raw, dripping, moaning hell.
• The living room was a sex dungeon filled with his trusted men and their girls.
• Tanya was bent over the back of the couch, ass high in the air, tits pressed against the cushions, screaming for more as Matteo rammed into her like a man possessed. His hips slammed into her cheeks with loud, vicious snaps. The couch banged against the wall with every thrust.
• “Fuck…yes…fuck me…harder…I wanna cum again…”
• Tanya’s voice was hoarse, throat dry from screaming. Her mascara ran down her face. Her moans were wet and broken and full of whimpers. Her cunt was gushing over Matteo’s cock, dripping down her thighs and soaking the leather under her knees.
• Romano had Lena’s face buried in the floor, his cock buried in her ass, both hands wrapped around her throat as he choked the moans out of her. Her mouth was wide, tongue out, drool smeared across the tile.
• “Please…I…can’t…Romano…I can’t…”
• “You’ll fucking take it,” he growled, snapping his hips harder, watching her ass bounce every time he slammed in.
• Her moans were high and strangled, a mix of sobs and squeals as she took every inch with trembling legs and flushed cheeks.
• And Nico. His baby cousin.
• Fucking Nico, was on the recliner, shirtless, sweat-drenched, cock disappearing into Bianca over and over as she rode him with wild, desperate thrusts. Same bitch he fucked last week. Her tits bounced violently, nipples hard, hands on his shoulders as she slammed herself down faster and faster.
• “I’m gonna cum again…I’m gonna fucking cum…Nico…Nico…don’t stop…”
• Her cunt squelched around him, soaking his lap.
• And then they saw him.
• Dominic.
• Standing in the doorway.
• Holding his unconscious girl like a goddamn offering as he clenched his jaw. Oh he was pissed. He was fucking pissed.
• He didn’t speak.
• Not yet.
• Not while their girls were still moaning. Still riding. Still bouncing on cock like they forgot whose house they were in.
• Matteo smacked Tanya’s ass again. Loud. Her scream echoed.
• Romano shoved deeper. Lena’s moans turned to gurgles as his hand tightened on her throat.
• Bianca shrieked as her orgasm crested. Her entire body tensed. She came all over Nico’s lap, cunt spasming around his cock, mouth open in a silent scream.
• And Dominic snapped.
• “Che cazzo state facendo?” (What the fuck are you doing?)
• His voice roared.
• The room froze.
• Tanya gasped and fell forward, cock sliding out of her soaked cunt with a messy, wet slap.
• Romano stepped back. Lena collapsed, face smeared with tears and spit.
• Bianca covered her chest with both hands, legs shaking from the force of her orgasm.
• “State scopando nel mio salotto?” (You’re fucking in my living room?)
• He stepped forward.
• “Nel mio fottuto salotto?” (In my fucking living room?)
• No one moved.
• Only the sound of their girls catching their breath.
• Dominic’s arms flexed as he adjusted Isadora's limp body in his hold. He turned on them like a storm, like he was ready to pounce on them.
• “Voi pezzi di merda. Avete dimenticato dove cazzo siete.” (You pieces of shit. You forgot where the fuck you are.)
• His voice dropped into the deep, quiet growl that meant someone was about to fucking bleed.
• “Putane. Vestitevi.” (Whores. Get dressed.)
• The girls froze.
• Tanya grabbed for her bra. Her thighs were soaked. Her makeup ruined.
• Lena coughed as she rolled off the floor. Her cunt dripped onto the tile.
• Bianca clutched the blanket on the recliner, tits still heaving.
• Dominic pointed at Bianca first.
• “Tu. Domani mattina sei fuori. Non voglio vedere la tua faccia di troia in questa casa mai più.” (You. Tomorrow morning you’re out. I don’t want to see your whore face in this house ever again.)
• She blinked. “Dom…Dominic..what?”
• “Sei una distrazione inutile. Ti scopi mio cugino come se questo ti rendesse importante?” (You’re a useless distraction. You fuck my cousin like that makes you important?)
• “Domani. Fuori.” (Tomorrow. Out.)
• Bianca gasped. “Please…”
• “Zitta.” (Shut up.)
• He turned to Tanya.
• “Hai urlato come una porca in calore. Scopavi come se fossi in un porno pagato. Vattene.” (You screamed like a sow in heat. You fucked like you were getting paid to film it. Get out.)
• Tanya didn’t speak. Just grabbed her dress and ran upstairs barefoot, cum dripping down her thighs.
• Lena tried to sneak off.
• Dominic snapped at her.
• “Tu. Pulisci il pavimento. Hai lasciato bava e piscio ovunque.” (You. Clean the floor. You left spit and piss everywhere.)
• “Con la lingua, se devi.” (With your tongue, if you have to.)
• Lena dropped to her knees. Silently wiped the floor with the edge of her ruined shirt, trembling.
• Then Dominic turned to the boys.
• His eyes were black fire.
• “You forgot who you are.”
• “Avete dimenticato cosa rappresenta questa casa. Questa casa è mia. Ogni cazzo di regola. Ogni fottuto respiro.”
• (You forgot what this house stands for. This house is mine. Every fucking rule. Every goddamn breath.)
• “Pensate che potete scopare qui, nei miei muri, come se foste i padroni?”
• (You think you can fuck here, inside my walls, like you own the place?)
• Matteo looked down. Romano went pale. Nico gritted his jaw, hands clenched.
• Dominic looked down at her.
• Still passed out.
• Still leaking.
• Her cunt pulsing against his skin.
• “You want to know who she is?”
• He looked up.
• “She saw me.”
• Romano swallowed. “Saw what?”
• Dominic’s eyes burned.
• “Mi ha visto uccidere Diego.” (She saw me kill Diego.)
• Silence.
• “Ha visto ogni goccia di sangue. Ogni urlo. Ogni colpo.” (She saw every drop of blood. Every scream. Every bullet straight to his head.)
• “E non l’ho uccisa.” (And I didn’t kill her.)
• Romano stared. “You’re keeping her?”
• Dominic nodded once.
• “Lei è mia.” (She is mine.)
• She moaned again. Louder this time. Her legs trembled.
• And Dominic’s voice shattered what was left.
• “Se trovo una di voi puttane in questa casa dopo l’alba, vi trascinerò fuori per i capelli e vi lascerò nude in strada.”
• (If I find one of you whores in this house after sunrise, I will drag you out by your hair and leave you naked in the street.)
• No one argued.
• Bianca ran.
• Lena crawled away.
• Tanya sobbed upstairs.
• And Dominic?
• Dominic turned.
• Carried her limp, ruined body up the stairs. His boots echoed as he walked up the stairs.
• Cock still hard. And when the door shut behind them, the house was quiet.
• Too quiet.
• Because the devil had taken his toy upstairs.