Diesel
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"She's clean," he said. "Lucia Conti. Nineteen. Untouched. Obedient."
Obedient.
Like a doll.
Diesel's eyes snapped to him. Then back to me. His lips pressed into a hard, thin line.
"This her?" His voice was low, cold as steel.
"Yes," the man said.
Diesel didn't move immediately. He watched me, slow and deliberate, like a predator deciding how to claim his prey.
Then he crouched down to my eye level.
His hand closed around my chin, fingers rough and sure.
"You afraid of me, Lucia?" His voice was harsh, a blade cutting through the thick silence.
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"Come on" he said patting his lap , i peeked at his face through my eyelashes chewing on my lower lips, and that look on his face was straightforward saying that 'if you did something wrong now i am about to fuck you up' which is definitely not a good thing,even though i felt a little twitch in my heart but still letting out a deep sigh i slowly crawled over his lap laying stomach down on his thighs , he placed his hand on my lower thighs making me flinched slightly. I kept my face down on the mattress digging my nails into his clothed thigh. It is scary and i am really not a big fan of such stuffs. "I am so.. sorry please i wouldn't walk out like that again" i mumbled through my pout trying for the last time but it only earned me a pinch on my thigh making me winch and push his hand away. I turned my head and glared at him return to which i got a sharp swat on my bum way worse than the last one."Would you like to repeat?" He said with a clenched jaw and cocked eyebrow making me sigh and shook my head with a frown and pout as i turned my head back towards the mattress. He is scary. "Is that the only thing for which i am punishing you huh?" His cold and sharp voice spoke near my ear making me jump slightly, i pushed my face into the metress closing my eyes tightly, ",no" "Then?" "I didn't... respond to your texts and calls sorry" i mumbled the last part feeling like crying,its not like i didn't wanted to call him back or talk to him i just....forgot. i didn't mean to do that it just happened ."Yeah you will be sorry after this, now better start counting hmm if you stopped or forgot,i will start all over again understood? " he said traicing my spine with his hand and finally resting it on my bum, my eyes widened realising what he just said. Bu- oiee!" I cried out when i felt a harsh smack on my back , it made me tear up, it was way more rough and painful, "Count kitten!" He snapped,i flinched and sniffed slightly counting "One" He looks like that monsterConcluida
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