Little Bambina

Twenty-three

Allison

I wake up to Luca calling me as he gently caresses my face. I feel like I've been run over by an eighteen wheeler truck. Fuck Luca and his abnormally big dick. He kept true to his word and thoroughly fucked me. In all three of my orifices. It didn't matter to him how many times I told him to slow down or stop he just kept going at it. He was gentle at first with my ass but it hurt like a bitch, eventually I got used to his dick inside of me and I started to feel a little pleasure. My mistake was emitting a low moan because he picked up his speed and brutally fucked my asshole spanking my ass repeatedly and telling me to make my ass clap. I won't lie and say that I didn't enjoy it because I did, it was pain and pleasure.

I thought my vagina was on a break but he slid his manhood right in it. He finally came in my pussy and I was glad it was over but he told me he wasn't done with me yet and I internally started crying. He pulled his dick out of my sore pussy and asked me to show him what my mouth do. I didn't protest and got to work. I worked his dick with my mouth until he was hard again and that's when he started fucking my mouth pushing his dick to my throat. This was my first time sucking dick as well as deep throating so I kept gagging and if I had eaten I swear I would of vomited all over him. He didn't give my poor throat a break and kept fucking my mouth until he came telling me to swallow his semen.

Luca was still not done with me as he fingered my extremely sore and sensitive pussy until I came. He also warned me that the next time I do something that makes him mad I'll have it worse. All I could do was agree cause I'm not trying to have a repeat of this ever again. I fell asleep right after.

Now here he is waking me up. I roll my eyes already getting annoyed. I just want to rest. He's exhausted me out. I try sitting up but hiss at the pain I'm experiencing, my whole body is in pain.
"Are you okay, bambina?" I send him a glare. "Ehh, I see. I made you lunch." He smiles carefully placing a tray full of food on the bed on top of my legs. The aromas are hitting my nostrils and my stomach grumbles. I haven't eaten since last night and I'm ravenous.

"Will you eat now or would you like to bath first?" Luca asks me. My hand already grabbing the fork before he can finish his sentence. I open my mouth to respond him but my voice comes out hoarse and my throat pains from trying to talk. I bite my bottom lip hard and tighten my grip on the fork getting angry. This dude fucked up my throat from all that brutal throat fucking and making me scream like a banshee now I can't talk. I really wanna stab him with this fork.

I close my eyes to calm myself down before trying to talk again and nothing comes out but a strange sound. I feel my eyes starting to tear up from the frustration I'm feeling.

Luca takes the tray away and forcefully removes the fork from my hand setting it on the tray. "Bambina..." He tries to hold me but I push him away. "I'm sorry Bella. I was too rough. Don't hate me, please. I will make a tea for you to feel better, okay." I nod my head hoping whatever tea he's going to make will make this all better. "Can I hold you?" I shake my head no I don't want him touching me, I'm supposed to be mad at him and if I let him touch me I'll just melt into his arms. "Please bambina. I just want to hold you and make you feel better. I'll feed you, bathe you and massage your whole body. How does that sound?" I nod my head eagerly liking the idea of a body massage because that is exactly what I need.

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I've been fed, bathed and massaged. Luca's hands are magic. My body feels better after the massage and my throat is better too thanks to the mysterious tea I drank.

"Bambina, are you still mad at me?"
"No, Luca. I'm not. I'm just kind of upset that you had to be so rough with me. I can hardly sit and it hurts to pee."
"I'm sorry, but you made me really angry with those piercings. I don't want any man seeing or touching your body. It belongs to me. You belong to me. You're mine, Allison, mine." He says angrily. What is he still angry for he got to punish me, I thought he fucked all his anger out on me.
"I get it Luca, but bring it down a notch with me. Look at me. I'm covered in hickies, bite marks and hand prints. Let me not even get started on the pain I'm feeling. You rearranged my guts, literally. So next time, if there is a next time that I get you mad, just keep it down a notch even though I enjoyed it in the moment the pain afterwards is too much. Like how am I supposed to walk around my father now when I'm literally limping? Oh my god!" I cover my face in embarrassment. How am I gonna walk around the house with my father there? Someone just kill me already cause my dad's gonna kill me. I can't lie to him about why I'll be walking funny, he'll just know what I did.

"You can stay here for a few days while you recover. I can go get you a few things or you can ask that friend of yours to bring you some of your necessities. I'll talk to your father and tell him that I'm keeping you here with me."

"Luca, you're a lifesaver. Even though we're in this situation because of you."
He raises his eyebrows at me. "Bambina, we're in this situation because of YOU."
"Whatever." I roll my eyes. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?"
"Huh? What? No! Pfff, I didn't. I was just blinking rapidly." I think I've had enough today, can't be making Luca mad anymore.

"How's your Nona?" I ask him. We need to have a real conversation about our lives and get to know each other better. "She's doing great but old age is getting to her. I moved her back to Italy three months ago."
"Why?"
"She kept complaining about my line of work and the fights I do."
"What fights?" I curiously ask. I didn't know he gets into fights.
"Just some underground fighting." He shrugs his shoulders like its nothing.
"You're part of some underground fighting club?! Luca, what the hell?"
"It's not a big deal, besides I don't fight all the time just once a week."
"Once a week is too much. Why are you doing this? You're already a–a–a substance dealer and now you also do illegal fighting. Do you enjoy living a dangerous life?"

"Bella, don't stress yourself. I've been doing this for many years. And like I told you before no one knows how I look like that has not changed. And about the fighting it's how I get rid of stress. You don't know what I go through and do when it comes to dealing with drugs. Fighting is my way of coping with the shit I go through. I hope you can understand me."

I sigh. I just came into his life and I can't just expect him to drop everything he's been doing for me or change his life for me. He's been doing this way before he knew me.

"I understand, it's just that I'm scared for you. I don't want you getting hurt. I don't want to lose you, I just got you back."  He hugs me and kisses my forehead. "You're not going to lose me, bambina. Look at me, do you really think anyone could hurt me?"
"Well, I'm sure you'll be doing all the hurting. No one can hurt my big, strong and sexy man." I purr kissing him on the lips. "You're such a tease, Bella."

"You know you like it."
"No, I love it just like I love you." He softly touches my cheek. "You're so beautiful, Bella. Extremely beautiful. And so sexy. And smart. So talented."
"Thank you." I say blushing.
"How is school going?" He plays with the ends of my hair. "School is great. I finally made new friends. I'm not that close with them but we do talk occasionally."
"That's good. I'm glad you made new friends."
I slowly trace the tattoos on his chest.

"Oh my god!" I jump away from him in shock. "What is it? What's wrong, bambina?" Luca asks me looking confused. I cover my mouth still in shock.
"That's...that's my name." I whisper pointing to his chest at the area of his heart.
"Oh. I thought it was something serious. Yes, that's your name."
"Of course it's something serious. Having my name tattooed on your chest is serious."
"Forgive me. Yes it's serious. That's why I have it permanently written on me. I told you I love you so I see nothing wrong with having your name tattooed on me. It is a forever reminder of my love for you. I am in love with you, Allison."
He had my full name tattooed on him. Allison María González.

Should I tell him that I love him too? I'm so frightened to say it I know that I love him but to say it out loud to him is is kind of scary. I can see that he really loves me. He's so protective and possessive but I love him nonetheless. I can see a future with him.

"I love you too."