Page 17 of The Beast of London & His Pet

“No, Alessio, please can't you do something. That wasn't normal BDSM,” she said, pointing at them and pleading with her eyes.

“What do you know about the BDSM lifestyle, Kitten?” I said, tapping her nose.

She looked away from me, flustered and pulled her hand away from mine.

“I looked up what pet play was when you mentioned it. I was curious,” she said with her cheeks turning pink.

She was a curious little kitten. Our world didn't work like that, and we didn't interfere with another man’s personal business. In my world everything was transactional. However, I could use this situation to my advantage.

“And what will I get for looking into the matter for you? Stefanos is an important business contact of mine,” I said, taking her elbow to lead her to our room.

“You get to marry me,” she said as we entered the room.

She paused and looked around the kitten room. I took advantage and reached behind her to unzip her dress.

“I will marry you regardless. Why should I rock the boat with Stefanos for your whim?” I said, pulling the lace down her shoulders until the dress pooled around her feet.

“You tell me right now why you want to marry me,” she said, twirling around and pointing to the ground.

Her anger made her forget she stood in nothing but her underwear and silver high heels.

“I tasted your tight little virgin cunt and became addicted. I want to own you in every way possible, and no man but me will ever touch you again. I’m going to drown your pussy with my seed so the world will know you're mine. My wife, my pet, and the mother of all of my children,” I said, moving closer as she stumbled backwards.

She was still processing my words when I dragged her towards the black and pink bench to bend her over it. I deftly moved around until her wrists and ankles were strapped in.

“You brought yourself into my world,piccolo gattino. These are the consequences of putting yourself in my sights,” I said, rubbing her voluptuous fat ass cheeks, squeezing the taut globes of flesh in my hands.

Six months would never have been enough.

My eyes trailed to her slim waist that made her ass look obscene in size and the long dark brown curls of her hair, I wasn’t sure if one lifetime would be enough with my feisty littlekitten. She glanced over her shoulder to look at me with her bright green eyes wide beneath the mask.

“Oh my God. You're not just a Beast. You're a bloody crazy Beast,” she exclaimed.

I smiled as I released her beautiful ass and slid my suit jacket off when I noticed what started tonight. Her strawberry tart on my face stained my jacket. I tossed it onto the bed and unbuttoned my cuffs to roll up my sleeves.

“Welcome to my world, Kitten. What do I get for looking into Stefanos’s pet for you?” I asked again, and she sagged onto the bench with her cheek resting on the padded material.

“The glimmer of a warm glow in your icy black heart, and knowing that you did the right thing?” she asked sullenly.

I slapped her ass until the flesh rippled the way it would when I fucked her pretty cunt from behind. She gasped in pain.

“Oh sorry, you need a soul for your black heart to feel anything,” she snapped at me with sarcasm dripping from each word.

I bit my lip as my cock jerked at her sassy mouth, and I peeled down her silky black thongs until they stretched out close to her knees. The scent of her wet cunt made my nostrils flare and I quickly stood upright before I ravaged her pussy.

I walked to the wall of paddles, canes, crops, and whips. Her long groan of dismay filled the room while I picked a pink and black tasseled whip. When I reached the bench, her cheek was off the bench, and she eyed me warily, I used the handle of the whip on her chin to lift her head up.

“I want your ass or your mouth. That is my price, you choose. The whipping is for the stunt you pulled in the restaurant,” I said, gazing into her eyes before I moved the whip so she could see what was about to abuse her ass.

I could stake my life on the fact that she had never been spanked before. Her grandparents doted on her. My talk with her Nonno confirmed they had let her do whatever she wanted.

That ended today because she was mine as soon as I placed my ring on her finger. My fucked up world was dangerous and she needed to learn how to submit to my Beast. She would learn to survive in my world.

I would have it no other way.

Chapter 10

Francesca

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