His Bambina

Chapter 11

"Stephano it's been a week since you were given this duty. I'm going to need a more detailed update on how it's going." Vincenzo sighs rubbing out the stress lines on his forehead. From what I've gathered Vincenzo has been looking into getting more money, which I think could almost be impossible considering he's the most successful mafia in Italy.  
Stephano shrugs, almost looking bored. Does he even want to be here right now? I watch carefully not sure how Vincenzo will react to his little brother's incompetence, "I mean I just think that we've been going great with the casinos, and we have a great hold on the clubs we have so what else are you looking for?"
"Have you not been paying attention to anything?" I rub Vincenzo's arm, subtly telling him to watch his tone and he takes a deep breath, "We're not meeting our goal income, so you need to figure out how to fix that. If that means finding more clubs then you need to do that. Find out where my money is going Stephano or else someone will take your job."
I observe the paperwork in front of me, ignoring the sad puppy-dog look Stephano got when Vincenzo scolded him, "Your weapons are low."
The two boys look at me surprised, "What?" Oop... Did I say that out loud?
"Well I was just pointing out one of your problems. Your demand for weapons must be low, because it looks here the prices are consistent, but the buyers aren't. Either peace had finally blanketed the world no longer needing guns, or someone's taking your business."
Vincenzo places a double take on the paperwork agreeing, "You're right, I'm surprised this was missed." I notice Stephano wince from his spot knowing it was his paperwork he was supposed to be looking over, "What else are we missing fiore?"
His wandering finger on my bare thigh makes heat rise up to not only my face but my core. I clear my throat, "Well if you provide anymore clubs on your own, you'll run out of manpower, property, and risk drawing attention to yourself. I would at least expand before building anything which would also help the weapon problem but-"
"It can risk a war." Vincenzo squeezes my thigh giving me a proud look, "Well Stephano, I suggest you figure out who dares to cross our path and deal with them accordingly. Then I suggest you talk with Fabian and Tony about expanding their businesses." 
Once he leaves, Vincenzo cleans up and releases a relieved sigh, "You did good bambina, keep it up and you could be the brains to this operation." He sends me a playful smile but I know a part of him means it.
"Now what should we do daddy?"
His hands run up and down my body slowly as he stares at me intently, "Well Daddy has a little too much stress to think clearly, maybe you can help?"
Tingles shoot straight to my core knowing exactly what he means. We tested out some of our playtime rules a few days ago and let me tell you it was amazing. We didn't go too far, but I was amazed with how much pain and pleasure my body can withstand, "Yes sir."
I give him a devilish smirk before slipping off my skirt and blouse. He locks the door and I go down into my kneeling position with my hands resting on my bare thighs. Vincenzo rolls up his sleeves and loosens his tie approaching me slowly as if I was his prey.
"What to do today?" He mumbles to himself then lifts my chin to look at him in the eyes, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Anything you wish sir."
"Good girl." He leads me to stand and tells me to bend over the desk. Soon darkness consumes my senses as his silk tie covers my eyes, "Now we'll warm up a little before we get started. What's your safe word?"
"Kiwi." I smile fully ready for what's to come. I remember when I first chose the word Vincenzo was confused, but I hate kiwis so there is no way I would mix the word up with anything else.
"Good girl." Smack! A light yet firm swat is sent to my bottom, "You've been such a good girl today, but I couldn't stop thinking about being able to see your ass pink under that short skirt you chose to wear today."
"Mmm sir, I think you should make my ass red..."
He chuckles, loving the little masochist in me, "As you wish princess."
Another slap strikes me, much harder than the last. With each slap that echoes through the soundproof room a breathy moan follows. He flips me around so I'm facing him and immediately embraces me with kiss. My bra falls to the floor and my thong is ripped from my body. His mouth takes in my left breast and a slap on my pussy makes me scream in ecstasy.
"Whose pussy is this?"
"Yours Daddy."
"Damn right princess." A finger slips through my soaking core making me claw onto his shoulders, "Uh uh princess hands at your side. We're testing your control today. Don't make me tie you up."
He inserts another finger as I struggle to keep my hands at my side. He thrust his fingers at an even pace making my body need more. I wiggle my body to get more friction and he slaps my breast in response, "Stay still, don't make this become a punishment."
"Sir please..."
He quickens his pace for a minute then slows down once I get close, "Try not to cum until I say so, baby."
I mumble a response, my head too fuzzy to properly respond. He curls his fingers inside me hitting just the right spot, "Holy-" I try my hardest to keep myself from cursing, but I know if he keeps this up I'll gain the mouth of a sailor.
His warm lips trail every inch of me he can reach and nibbles and sucks wherever he wants.  He's made it very clear I'm his to everyone in this house, so I guess there is no reason to worry about him leaving any marks.
He brings me to the edge about four times, stopping before I can cum each time. I'm so sensitive now if he tries again I will not be able to control myself. His hands leave me and his mouth latches onto my clit. My knees shake, so he lifts me up onto the desk then continues his torture. He inserts his tongue inside making me shake and beg, "Please daddy! I need to cum I can't hold it anymore!"
He looks me in the eyes saying the one word I've waited for what seems like forever to hear, "Cum."
He goes back to my core and I release all over his mouth. He doesn't stop licking me till I'm clean and then lets me go.
"Thank you, Daddy."
He soothes my muscles the plays with my hair as I recover from the high he put me through.
Before I can reach for his member he hands me my clothes, "Uh uh princess, get dressed. We still have the rest of the day I planned for us."