Adrik

The internet cafe ended up being a dead end. The only footage in the surrounding area showed a man wearing a cap, but his face was turned away from the camera. The rabbit had worked her magic in hacking into some prominent parties' data, enough for me to exploit their services. She gave me a full report of Abrosimov, which Denís double-checked. The bastard was as clean as the media portrayed image, lauded for his work around the world.

There was a knock on the door, and I looked away from my laptop, glancing at my fuck bunny in her gimp mask, kneeling on the rug. It had been two days since I fucked her ass in my office.

“Come in,”

I shouted, just to watch her jump.

Viktor came in with a file in his hand. The accountant was going through all the transactions for our operations because if someone was looking to overthrow me, they were collating wealth in order to facilitate an attack. Someone was skimming. I held my hand out and took the file.

“Are we keeping Denís?”

he asked before glancing at Ania.

“For now. Any word from our informant?”

“Nothing so far. The Fox may have retreated for now,”

he said with a frown.

“And the ones we have been tailing?” I asked.

“Still nothing unusual. They haven't met with anyone or been to any obscure places to access the internet,” he said.

“Keep our men on them,”

I said, pondering on the five men I suspected were after my seat or in cahoots with one another. “Their devices were all clean. The bunny checked them out.”

“How’s she working out?”

he asked with a smirk.

“I've never had a more obedient fuck toy,”

I said to him, but my eyes were on the bunny in question.

“That's a pity. Vadik would have liked her on his chair again,” he said.

Her head dipped down as she heard the doctor’s name.

“The next person in his chair will be the traitor. Keep the security tight on all high-value shipments.”

“Da, Pakhan,”

he said before turning to leave.

Once the door closed, I glanced at the time. I could check the accountant's file later. Tomorrow, I had a meeting with Gavriil, Dima, the enforcers, and the captains. I wanted to check everything prior to the meeting.

“Hop over here, Zayka,”

I said to my hot little slave. She hopped like a rabbit until she neared my desk. “Stop and inspection.”

She stopped and stood up, locking her hands behind her neck. I stood up and walked around her. There were a few marks left from my belt, faint dark lines across her breasts and ass. I pulled the chained nipple clamps from my pocket and clipped one onto her nipple.

She hissed at the pain, smiling. I clipped the second one on and let the chain between them dangle over her tits before flicking each nipple to hear her gasp in pain. The black clips were a contrast to her dusky pink nipples and pale white tits.

“Ready to please, fuck toy,”

I said, watching her drop to her knees, placing her hands between her open legs to part her lips for me.

I unzipped my trousers and pulled my cock out before easing my balls out.

“Lick my balls,”

I said, placing my dick over her masked face and my balls in her open mouth.

She began to lap them up, licking beneath the heavy sack, swirling her tongue around them. I never told her to stop, and she continued to lick me until my cock lengthened along her face.

“Suck.”

She immediately sucked my ball into her mouth, avoiding any teeth as my slippery wet ball vanished into her mouth. I played with her hair, watching my dick strain over her masked face as she sucked my other ball into her mouth.

It was always a beautiful sight to watch her debase herself. There was still a touch of mental resistance on her part no matter how obedient she was, I knew it lingered within her.

“Suck and lick them both,”

I said wanking my cock as she got to work.

I spat on my dick a few times, with some of it landing on her gimp mask before I started rubbing the length of my cock while licking and sucking on my balls. The combination of her mouth and my hand was simple yet exquisite. I began to pump my hand faster and harder until my balls started to tighten.

“Open,”

I barked at her as my cock stiffened.

I shoved my dick in her mouth, still wanking the base, ensuring that she would receive a full load from her Master. Her lips wrapped around me as she sucked my cock. My cum shot into her soft wet mouth as her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock.

“Good, fuck bunny, keep it all in your mouth.”

She moaned, and I felt her lips press down on me to prevent any of my cum from escaping. I closed my eyes as the last of my cum hit her tongue as it licked my cock hole. She was the best slave I’d had, yet it wasn't enough for me. I slowly pulled out of her.

“Open,”

I said as she tilted her head up before opening her mouth for me to see my white cum in her pink mouth, another sight that I couldn't get enough of. “Swallow.”

She swallowed a few times before licking her lips.

“What do you say, bunny?”

“Thank you for my reward, Master,”

she said clearly and loudly.

“Follow my lead,”

I said, holding one of her pigtails.

I went back to my desk and nudged the chair out of the way.

“Get under my desk, ready to please,”

I said, releasing her hair to watch her feel around the desk before she got into place. Once her mouth was open, I unfastened my trousers before I sat down, pulling myself into place. “Keep my cock warm while I finish my work.”

The pain in her nipples would be a constant reminder of who she was dealing with. I waited until my dick was in her mouth before I picked up the file to focus on my business while reminding my little fuck bunny who she belonged to.

***

Later that night, I went into her bedroom, but she wasn't there. I was about to check if the main door was left unlocked when I heard the shower running. After flinging my shorts on her bed, I went to the bathroom door, using a finger to push it open. The door slowly opened up, and she was washing her hair with her back to me.

I eased in from the side before grabbing her shoulders until she jumped and let out a shrill scream.

“It’s only me, cock sucker,”

I said, referring to her under-desk duties. “You did such an excellent job today that I couldn't resist another hole to fill up in my Krolik.”

“Yes, Master,”

she said with a little nip in her voice.

I reached around her and gripped her nipples. She immediately gasped in pain. The nipple clamps had done a number on her tits. I’d never come across anyone that I wanted to own or hurt as badly as I did Ania, and every time I saw or felt her resistance, it irked me.

“Try again, cunt,”

I said viciously, pinching her nipples until another scream echoed around the bathroom.

“Sorry—sorry. Yes, Master,”

she said between panting through the pain.

I released my hold on her nipples, and she raised her hands and started to massage them.

“Poor Krolik,”

I said before turning her around, moving her hands away to look at her nipples.

They looked red and painfully swollen. I traced my belt mark across her breasts before reaching her collar.

“I’m meeting your friend in ten days, Krolik,”

I said, raising my eyes to meet her terrified dark ones. “Your meddling dead friend.”

She disappeared, dropped to her knees and held my ankles with her head bowed down.

“Please don't kill him. He meant well. It was all my fault I left him a—a message saying if he didn't hear from me in six weeks to donate my money,”

she cried, choking on a sob and gripping both my feet. “Please, Master, he won’t do anything. I-I will talk to him. I’m begging you.”

“Hmm. You do look good down there,”

I said, leaning back to look at her crouched on the floor. “What are you willing to do for him?”

She glanced up at me, blinking the water away from her eyes.

“Anything. He has a family—I will do whatever you need me to,”

she said, moving her hands to my legs.

“Do you understand that I am a sadist? I derive pleasure from the suffering of others,”

I said with a cruel smile.

She nodded. “Yes, Master.”

I stepped closer, the water cascading down my body, my eyes locked onto hers.

“You say you understand, Krolik, but do you truly? Do you feel it in your bones, in the very core of your being? I don’t just want your obedience—

I want your surrender. I want to break you open and see every part of you laid bare before me.”

Her hands fell away from me, and she sat up, looking at me with her big, sad brown eyes. I’d seen the glimmer of what she could become, but now I had her exactly where I wanted her.