My princess to the Black Widow Mafia

Chapter 11. Part two of Bratty attitude

"Tonight I'm gonna fuck that bratty attitude out of you and I'm gonna make sure I put a baby in you by the end of the night." I took my tie off slowly as she watched.

"Give me your hands." She brought her hands behind her back together in front of me. I tied her wrists together firmly. "Is that good or is it too tight?" I asked her tugging at it to make sure it wouldn't come apart easily.

She nodded her head no to respond to me. I moved her hair from her shoulder pushing her head to the side inhaling her delicious scent.

I kissed gently across the side of her neck and shoulder while I massaged her breast rolling her sensitive nipples between my fingers. I sucked hard on the sensitive skin on her neck leaving a hickey behind.

I roughly turned her around to face me again she looked into my dark green eyes with her soft brown watery eyes. "Tell me your safe word." I allowed her to speak. "B-Blue r-rose." She whimpered out softly.

"Good girl. Lay down princess." I spoke to her softly noticing she was slightly scared of me. She laid down on the bed uncomfortably because of her hands being tied behind her back.

I untied it bringing her hands above her head re-tying them in a firm knot. She laid back comfortably. I could see her wetness seeping out of her core some already glistening on her inner thighs.

I spread her legs open pushing in two fingers into her warm and sopping wet core. She moaned out fisting her hands together. "You know daddy wouldn't hurt you right princess?" I asked her fingering her slowly.

"Y-Yes d-daddy." She moaned out riding my hand desperately. "Do you really? Because I can feel and see how scared you are of me right now." I asked her adding another finger into her.

She gasped and moaned louder when my third finger entered her tight hole. "Y-Yes I t-trust y-you d-daddy." She answered again. "If you trust me so much why are you scared of me princess?"

Her walls clamped around my fingers getting greedy for more. I fingered her harder making it harder for her to form an explanation for being scared of me.

"Y-Your e-eyes t-they g-get s-so d-dark I-it's s-scary t-to l-look i-into t-them!" She explained helping me understand the fear I saw in her eyes. "Good now get used to it because you asked for this you filthy slut."

She whined loudly when I pulled my fingers out of her right when she was going to cum. "N-No p-please d-daddy I w-was s-so c-close." She complained angrily.

"Bratty sluts like you don't get to cum." She pouted angrily with glossy eyes watching me suck off her juices from my fingers. "You don't get the princess treatment until that bratty attitude is fucked out of you."

She rolled her eyes immediately regretting it fear washing over her face. I smiled at her making her confused as to why I was smiling. "You want the devil in me to come out. Is that what you want princess?" I asked griping her neck hard.

"N-No I-I'm s-sorry I d-didn't m-mean t-to d-do I-it." She explained in a panicked tone. I let go of her neck slowly unbuttoning my shirt and taking my pants and boxers off.

"It's fine princess keep giving daddy that attitude." I lifted her left leg up bending it back towards her chest holding it down while I spread her right leg to the side her pussy on full display for me.

I rubbed her clit between my fingers watching her reaction to my teasing. "I've only seen you get this wet when I fucked you in my restaurant in London. Do you remember that princess?" I reminded her.

"Y-Yes I r-remember d-daddy." She breathily responded. "You were such a good girl for daddy then but now you're being a bad girl for daddy."

I probed into her entrance harshly once I finished my sentence making her cry out and gasp loudly from the sudden intrusion.

I gave her less than a second to adjust to my thickness and length before I slammed right back into her mercilessly.

"S-Slow d-daddy p-please!" She screamed out. "Take it. You're gonna take everything I give you I don't wanna hear you complaining."

She was complaining about my brutal pace and harsh thrusts but her pussy was greedily clenching around my shaft for more. Like she never wanted me to leave her pussy.

The position I had her in allowed me to thrust deep inside of her body taking every inch of my cock easily.

I held her leg up firmly against her chest she squirmed under me trying to get her hands loose from the tie. "I c-can't t-too m-much u-untie m-my h-hands p-please!" She begged complaining again.

I picked up my pace thrusting harder and faster into her making her scream out louder. "Each time you complain I'm going to fuck you harder and faster. I wanna hear you beg for more not complain cause you can't take daddy's cock."

My voice was stern and I was being domineering to her. With her mouth wide open screaming and moaning loudly. She looks so fucking good like this. I rammed hard and deep into her tight pussy enjoying the sound of her screams.

"D-Daddy I c-can't t-take I-it p-please y-your t-too d-deep!" She whined I plunged harder into her making her scream louder.

"If you really can't take it you know your safe word don't be afraid to use it you filthy little slut." I taunted her smiling at her wickedly.

I knew she wasn't going to use her safe word because she was enjoying this too much. She was only complaining to hide the fact that she liked how I was controlling her body.

"You wanna be a brat so I'm going to fuck you like one." I gripped her throat squeezing it tight to stop her from breathing.

I could feel her walls clenching and unclenching around me as she convulsed under me coming all over my cock.

Her face turned crimson red from the lack of air getting into her lungs. "You filthy fucking brat." I let go of her neck she trembled harshly breathing air into her lungs.

"I-I'm n-not a b-brat s-stop c-calling m-me t-that." She argued weakly I let her leg fall back onto the bed keeping myself lodged into her.

"You don't want me to call you a brat then don't act like one." I reasoned with her gripping her jaw so she wouldn't look away from me.

"I d-don't a-act l-like a b-brat." She protested against it even tho we both knew she was acting like one.

"Say what you want princess but I know how you act you can argue against it as much as you want but that brattiness and attitude is going to be gone by the end of the night."