Page 72 of Mafia Star

“We’ve avoided anything more than the basics about our past partners, and I’m glad about that. I don’t want to know, and I don’t want to have to tell you. But I know you’ve used leashes before, and I’ve worn them. I’m certain you’ve called women sluts, whores, cunts, and a few other things. I’ve been called those. Slapping my face has also been a hard limit. I didn’t think to mention it because I’ve never once gotten the sense you would do that or fish hook my mouth. I like the praise kink. The other stuff was fine, but it never did for me what your praise does. I like how we are, Daddy.”

She gives me a peck as she bounces onto her toes. She lets go and steps around me, but I grasp her wrists and pull her back.

“I like how we are too, cuore.”

She leads me out to her dresser and pulls open a drawer full of items still in their packaging. I lift out the last harness she described and unwrap it. I examine how it’s put together before I summon her over. I attach the neck cuff, along with wrist ones, then I guide her to the bed in silence. She climbs on and moves her hands to her lower back without me having to instruct her. But rather than attach the spreader, I leave her kneeling there. I fetch my belt and hold it up. She nods her consent.

“Beth, I need you to talk to me during this. I need to know if I’m too rough. Safe word or tell me to lighten it. If you take it because it’s a punishment, and it does more than just hurt, I don’t know that I’ll forgive myself enough to do anything like this again. I can’t handle the idea of harming you.”

“I will. I never want to break your trust. Period. But especially not about something as intimate as this. Something that is just between the two of us. I never want to make you regret anything about being with me. And I don’t want you to regret anything you do with me. I won’t put you in that position, amore mio.”

And now my heart is a melted puddle on the floor. To hear her call me her love, and for it to be in Italian the first time— that’s everything to me. It almost makes me want to abandon the spanking. But I love her, and I want her to feel absolved of her mistake while understanding just how dire it was. I still can’t believe she shot the guy. I wanted to. I would have if he’d gotten any closer to Beth. It was just so unexpected.

I sit on the bed, and she shifts to lie across my lap. I consider folding the belt in half, but at this angle, I don’t know that I’d have as much control as wrapping most of it around my fist.

“Five, Beth. No more. And that’s total, not each side.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I felt her disagreement the moment I said the number. I won’t harm her, but I won’t be gentle either.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

I raise my right hand and bring it down with a crack across both cheeks. I land a second one just an inch lower than the first only a second later. The next two are immediate and hit her horizontal crack. It’ll be uncomfortable to sit for a couple of days. The last one is across the very top of her thighs. It’s far lighter than the previous four. I don’t have the heart to spank her anywhere I already have. Her ass is bright pink already. I uncoil the belt, then rub, and squeeze.

I help her sit up, her ass between my thighs as I make sure the towel drapes open. I hold her and rub her back.

“Thank you, Marco. It hurts like a motherfucker, but I feel better.”

We sit together for five minutes as the burn lessens in her ass. When she feels better, I help her onto her feet.

“There’s one more thing in the drawer. It’s specifically for you.”

I furrow my brow as I walk back to the dresser. I spot what I hadn’t noticed before. I hold it up and grin.

“Are you trying to tell me something?”

“No. I got it before we even had sex. And you definitely don’t finish too fast. I just thought it might be fun to try.”

“Onto the bed. Kneel, legs apart.”

She hurries to do as I say as I rip the packaging off the cock rooster. It’s an ejaculator delay. I don’t get the name since it’s redundant, but it’s a cock sleeve with a ribbed outside tip and textures along the side to stimulate Beth’s pussy while I fuck her. The base will fit around my cock snuggly enough to be a ring that slows how soon I’ll be able to come. Considering how badly I want to drive my dick into her until she’s screaming my name, this might not be a bad thing. I don’t know how long I’d last with all these things to choose from and the picture she’s painted in my mind about suspending her.

She’s watching me, and her smile is the sexiest smirk I’ve ever seen. Fucking hell. She was smart to get this. But I’ll edge her with it until I can’t hold back. I slip the ankle cuffs onto her, then attach her wrists and ankles to the spreader bar. The chain from her throat cuff also connects.

“Daddy, I want to suck you.”

Who am I to say no? I help her turn, so I can put one foot on the bed and guide her mouth to my cock.

“I want you to fuck my mouth not just let me suck you off.”

I nod, too eager to say anything. Her mouth opens, and I slide in. I press the back of her head forward as I flex my hips. The temptation to thrust over and over, pushing her lips to my pubic bone is fucking intense. She’d choke, and I don’t want that. I don’t want to hear that with her. I keep the pressure light and my movements shallow. I let her decide what she can take. But my head falls back, and I groan as I feel the tip slide along the back of her throat. Fuck. I need that cock ring.

I won’t last if she keeps doing this. She gives amazing head, and I’m ready to come already. I pull out and grab the rooster. I slide it on before getting onto the bed. It’s easy for me to lift her and position her how I want, so she can ride me. The bar bangs across my shins, but I don't care. I grasp her hips and bounce her on my dick as my left thumb rubs her clit. I don’t let up until I know she’s close. I know how to read her expressions and her body. I lift her off, and she wails. I spin her around then thrust into her, making her scream. Maybe I should have grabbed the ball gag. My legs bracket hers as I use the chain running down her back to pull her to my chest and pin her there as I flex my hips over and over.

We go around and around as I edge her. The cock ring is doing the trick. I feel like I can keep going forever. But I know she’s going to get overly sensitive if I don’t be careful. I let her come once about halfway through our little game of sorts. The last time I lift her off me, I pull off the rooster and toss it aside. I reposition her the way we started. She slides down me, and I tip her forward, so I can suck her breast.

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