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Once she was bent over, I eased the dress over her hips and down her legs, then held it still while she stepped out of the material.

I kept my focus on the dress, rather than her pert little rear, knowing I needed to take a moment to maintain my control.

Once she was free of the dress, I carefully placed it over the top of the desk.

She could do what she liked with it tomorrow, but for now, the only thing I wanted her focused on was me.

Even though I had stepped away, she hadn’t moved.

She remained bent over, her hands placed on the bed, her halo causing the silky golden curtain of her hair to shine as she looked at the sheets.

Isabetta was softly encased in light, glowing like the angel she was.

I wasn’t sure if she had peeked over at me when I had moved around the room, but I could imagine those pretty brown eyes looking through her long hair as she bit her lip.

I took my time as I undid my jacket, setting it over the chair at the desk. Next came unbuttoning my shirt slowly, my eyes on her, watching for her reaction. I wanted to see what she did when she was left alone. When she knew I could see her, but I wasn’t touching her.

It only took a few seconds for her to squirm, her weight shifting from foot to foot exactly like she had before. Her now revealed high heels made her legs look longer, bringing her ass up to exactly the right height. But all she had accomplished by moving around was to wear through my self-control.

I had just gotten the last button undone and was about to remove my shirt when she lifted her hands from the bed.

It was a shame; I’d had such high hopes for her.

At the same time, I was glad she had made the mistake.

I was looking forward to punishing her. Just a small one for now.

There were so many new things she was about to experience, and I needed to ease her into them.

I crossed the room in an instant, then my hand cracked loudly against the lace-covered flesh of her ass.

My other hand pressed down between her shoulder-blades, forcing her back into position.

“You move when I tell you that you can move, tesoro. And right now, I want you bent over this bed. I want to see those soaked panties and that perfect ass.”

Sliding my hand up her spine, I gripped the halo that hovered over her head, the metal warm against my skin.

I tugged her head back sharply, smirking at the sight of her blushing as her teeth dug into her lip.

“You like that, don’t you? Knowing I am looking at you.

Imagining all the things I am going to do to you.

Maybe I should just take you like this, hmm? Or was it the spanking you enjoyed?”

I didn’t miss the trace of worry that creeped into her eyes, so I eased my grip on her halo and pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

Once I started, I couldn’t help but carry on the kisses, trailing them down her spine, and each one relaxed her more.

I didn’t want to push her too hard, too fast. The point was to make her mine, to shape her, without breaking her.

“Don’t worry, I want to look you in the eyes when I make you mine.

I want to see the moment you realize how deep inside of you I can get.

How I fill you like no one else ever will.

And I want to see your pretty tears when you come apart on my cock for the first time.

As for the spanking, I am sure that’s not the only one you will earn.

” My words were spoken against her skin as I sunk down, dragging her panties with me, leaving them around her knees.

Seeing her pretty pink pussy, still tender and slightly swollen from Havoc’s earlier attention, had my cock pressing hard against the front of my trousers.

Ignoring both for the moment, instead I snapped one of the garter straps against the back of her thigh.

I grinned as she wiggled, that slight burst of pain was going to seem like nothing in a few days.

Though I was glad to see she didn’t hate it.

Havoc had stretched her a little on his fingers, but I wanted to make sure she was ready for my cock.

I didn’t want to hurt her. Her tears were beautiful, but I wanted her to enjoy her first time enough to be an enthusiastic participant in many more, much filthier times.

I needed her to know I was always going to make her feel good, even if I had to punish her or cause her a little pain before we got to the good part.

While I had tasted her earlier on Havoc’s lips, being this close to the source, I was unable to resist leaning in and running my tongue from her clit, all the way to swirl against the tight bud of her ass.

I felt her squirm and try to pull away from me, but a quick slap to her ass forced her to still.

She was going to have to learn quickly that no part of her body was off limits to us, especially not that tight ass. I had a lot of plans for that hole.

Settling my lips against her clit, it took very little licking to draw it out from under its little hood.

Once I had it coaxed between my lips, I slid a finger slowly into her wet pussy.

Fuck, she was tight, even after having taken three of Havoc’s fingers just an hour ago.

I could feel her gripping my finger as I thrust in and out gently, a little deeper each time.

Her squirming forced her panties to the floor, but I didn’t care.

Her soft moans filled the room as she tried to bury her face against the quilt.

I let her get away with it for now, but when I was deep inside her, I was going to hear every little sound she made.

Smirking against her sensitive flesh, I sucked on her clit hard, feeling her buck her hips.

It was an excellent distraction as a second finger slid in to join my first, stretching her open.

I worked them both in and out, waiting till I had them buried deep before I scissored them, trying to spread her a little more.

Fuck, it was going to feel like she was strangling my dick.

I was caught between murmuring praise into her skin, but not wanting to stop tasting her.

I would have to save my words for later.

Right now, I needed her ready to take my cock, and that meant getting her fucking soaked.

I stuck to two fingers for now, wanting to hear her beg before I added a third.

Though she didn’t truly know what she desired yet, we were going to have to teach her how to beg properly.

I knew Milo would teach her what I liked.

He was good at that, always trying to bring Havoc into line, even though it was unlikely to happen.

My fingers now glided inside her much easier as I worked them in and out of her tight pussy while teasing her clit.

I drew circles around her sensitive button until the sensation made her shift and whimper, only to suck on it harder.

She squirmed so delightfully; she was such a responsive little treasure.

I could feel her juices drip down my wrist as I crooked my fingers, teasing against the sensitive spot inside her that would have her seeing stars.

“Please … Renzo.” Her words were barely more than a gasp.

“I can feel it, it’s so much, I’m so close…

” She sounded confused, needy, and a little desperate.

Just how I wanted her. I tucked a third finger against the two currently filling her and stretched her tight little hole open to fit me, not letting her resist. I grinned as her toes curled and heard her pulling on the quilt as she squealed.

The backs of her calves were tense, and there was a slight tremble to her thighs. She was so close.

Just as I felt that little flutter deep inside of her start, I pulled my fingers free, and leaned back, watching as she let out an indignant sob.

Her pussy was soaked, trying to grip onto the fingers that no longer filled it.

Her body begged, even though she kept her mouth shut.

Isabetta straightened up and glared at me, but I was already on my feet.

My hand tightened on her throat, and I pushed her onto her back as I loomed over her.

“Now, now, tesoro. What did I say about moving when I told you to stay still?”

Her eyes were wide as she looked up at me, her thighs locked around my own as she rocked her needy pussy against me, not aware of what her body was instinctively doing.

“I know you want to come, little tesoro. I know what you need. But don’t you want to come on my cock?” My voice had become a low growl, each word a threat promising pleasure, not pain.

Her eager nod was all the permission I needed to let go of her throat and push her legs wider.

My hands then slid up her sides, gripping the delicate lace that covered her torso, I pulled it sharply, and felt a distinct sense of satisfaction as the fabric tore.

Tugging the rest free, I tossed it on the floor, captivated by the creamy tanned skin now on display. Fuck, she was perfect.

I left the garter belt and stockings in place, as I liked the way they framed her pussy, drawing my attention. The white made her seem even more flushed, her pink skin begging for my touch. She wasn’t doing a good job of staying still though, as one hand tried to slide between her thighs.

Catching her hand, I twisted her wrist and pinned it to the sheets.

Not enough to hurt her, but enough that the threat was there, while my other hand moved back around her throat.

“We’re the only ones who will pleasure you.

You don’t touch yourself unless we give you permission.

” She looked so pretty, with tears welling in her eyes.

I couldn’t wait to see Havoc make her cry.