💮͓̽His Mistress💮

Wet, Willing and Whipped.

⚠️ Content Warning:

This chapter contains mature themes, sexual content, and emotionally intense moments intended for adult audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised.

Please note: Scenes include consensual BDSM elements, dominance/submission dynamics, and emotionally charged intimacy. If these themes are not for you, feel free to skip or read with caution.

💮Angel💮

"You have a beautiful villa, Mr. D'Amano," Luca complimented, his eyes roaming the space with admiration.

"Thank you, piccolo," Raul replied with a slight smile.

I stayed silent, drinking in the opulent gold-and-white ambiance of the villa.

"Ready to head to our room?" Raul asked, stepping close behind me.

I nodded, and he took my hand, our suitcase in his other hand as we climbed the spiral staircase with its golden rails.

When we reached our room, I fell in love with the sleek white interior. The windows were open, letting the cool summer breeze blend with the air conditioning, carrying the salty, sandy scent of the beach.

"Wow," I whispered, taking it all in.

"You like it?" Raul asked as I turned to face him.

"Like it? Hell, I love it, Raul. Your architects are incredible."

"Thanks, tesoro," he said with a grin. "Come on, let's freshen up so we can enjoy the night together." He pulled me by the waist and spun me around, making me giggle.

I slipped out of my romper and darted into the bathroom, Raul hot on my heels.

We sank into the cool water, scented with his body wash, as he massaged my hair. I melted under his touch, his fingers working magic on my scalp.

"Wanna do something fun?" he rasped in my ear, his voice sending goosebumps across my skin because I knew exactly what *his* kind of fun meant.

"Isn't that what this vacation's for, Raul?" I teased, turning to face him.

Without warning, his large palm grabbed my boobs roughly, sending a sharp sting through the sensitive flesh.

"I'll enjoy punishing you, tesoro," he growled, yanking my wet hair and capturing my lips in a fierce kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands settled on my ass, squeezing hard enough to pull a pained moan from me. He lifted me by my ass, positioning me to straddle him, his dick teasing my slick pussy.

"Hmm, yess—" I threw my head back as he launched a vampire-like assault on my boobs, his teeth grazing my skin.

"Raul!" I gasped, my voice thick with arousal as he dragged my sore nipple between his teeth.

"Ass up, tesoro," he commanded. I slid off him, dropping to my knees in front of him, my head low, hands behind my back, and ass raised high.

His hand collided with my ass in a harsh slap, making me scream in pain.

"Forgotten your manners, Caramella? Need a reminder?" he asked, gripping my hair tightly.

"I'm sorry, sir," I whimpered. Another spank landed, harder than the first.

"T-thank you, sir, one more for your little slut," I cried out, my voice shaking.

"You're fucking amazing, darling," he praised, delivering another stinging spank.

"Fuuuck meee!" I screamed as the final slap pushed me over the edge, my body squirting profusely into the tub. My ass burned, my cheeks wet with tears, and I felt like the slut we both reveled in.