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I woke up to a rough hand on my neck softly rubbing my sweet spot

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I woke up to a rough hand on my neck softly rubbing my sweet spot. I smiled softly leaning into the pillow against me. "I've missed that smile." I slowly started to come to and I realized what was going on.

I tried to move away from Antonio who was pressed so close to me but he had an arm around my wrist. "Shhh mio amore, we don't need to get up yet why not have some fun?" He said as his hand moved from my neck.

"Antonio please." I whimpered as he gripped my breasts painfully hard. "Shhh, let's not wake up James." He raised the hand on my waist to my mouth. I tried to cry out feeling him press himself against me from behind.

I was distracted by everything going on I didn't realize where his hand had been moving. I winced feeling my underwear being torn to shreds. As I gasped Antonio took advantage and stuck his fingers into my mouth.

It all happened so fast as he entered 2 fingers into my slit. I felt tears slowly start to fall as he made me suck on his fingers as he shoved his other hand inside of me. I gagged as he continued doing all of this while rubbing himself against me.

"Oh bambina imagine if that was my cock going down your throat." He groaned into my shoulder.  "Oh and feel how wet you are for me." I knew he was lying. He was just trying to see what I would do for him but all of this hurt.

It hurt so much I felt like I was being ripped in two. His phone began to ring and I thought maybe he would stop. Maybe he would see it as more important. But he didn't he just kept going and against every part of my soul it began to feel good.

He chuckled, he must feel my body start to enjoy it. After a few more thrusts I began to feel my orgasm approach. My body started to relax into him and he kept going and going but all of a sudden a young man ran into the room yelling "Master, there's urgent — uh I. I'm so sorry." He froze before quickly turning around trying to run out quickly.

"STOP!" Antonio yelled. Me and the boy both flinched hearing his voice with so much anger in it. "Turn around!" He growled and I couldn't help but fear for the boy. He and I both knew he wouldn't walk out of this room alive.

The boy did as he was told slowly. He turned and made eye contact with me before quickly looking away. "No no don't look down, watch boy." He whispered "Master I'm so sorry." "I said watch." Antonio rolled me over so I was on fun display.

He held me up and just continued to do what he had before. I cursed the nerves in my body because like before it had felt good. My head fell back over his shoulder. He moved his hand faster and faster until I finally came undone.

My breathing was heavy and I almost forgot about the boy. But my eyes quickly shot open and I saw the boy watching us with such a terrified look in his eyes. I tried to turn to Antonio and say "Antonio please he was just trying to get to you."

"Sshhh piccola topo. Sleep before you have to get up. Me and the boy are just going to have a little talk. Andre!" Antonio shouted slowly moving out from under me not allowing the blanket to fall below my chest.

It took a few moments but Andre ran into the room and his face changed from serious to sad back to serious in a flash. The man knew what was going to happen to the poor boy. Everyone except him knew.

"Take this young man out of here and bring him to my office. We need to have a talk." Andre turned to the boy who was pleading to him with his eyes but did exactly as he was told by his oldest friend and boss. Just like he always did.

Antonio got dressed and I watched him silently. As he was fixing his watch walking to the door I quickly spoke up "What're you going to do?" Antonio stopped before slowly turning around to look at me with his hand moving to his pockets.

"I'm going to have him reassigned to a different station. One far away from you." I let out a soft breath of relief asking "Really?" He nodded and I smiled softly, happy that the poor boy wouldn't face a horrible painful death.

"Sleep mio amore," I nodded looking to the clock on his bedside table seeing it was 4:27 in the morning.

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