Chapter 45: Brats Get Punished

Chapter 45: Brats Get Punished

Luciano

As soon as Abigail left her seat and walked out of the room, almost everyone followed her with their eyes. I loved how her hips swayed with every step, the dress making her even sexier but I will not tolerate other men thinking the same thing. My jaw clenched, they dare to lust after something that is mine?

“I will snap every single head of yours if you don't stop drooling.” I gritted and they all quickly looked away, making my brother chuckle.

When I looked at my watch and noticed that she had been gone longer than she should have, I stood up and felt the urge to see what she was up to. I also wanted to punish her for her bratty behavior today. She had crossed the line several times tonight and I was planning on teaching her a lesson when we got back home. Maybe she should get her pretty little ass spanked now to give her a taste of what I would do to her. I went to the first bathroom and then the second and the third one but she wasn't in any of them. I frowned, where the hell had she gone?

I got my answer when I walked to the back of the house, she was standing by the railing that overlooked the garden, just gazing out. I quietly walked closer, admiring her small figure. She looked so beautiful but it didn't stop me from wanting to punish her, I stopped right behind her and got a whiff of her floral scent. I put my hands around her waist and she jumped.

“Shh, it is just me.” I whispered in her ear, she relaxed underneath my hold when she recognized my voice.

“You scared me.” She chuckled.

I kissed her neck, hearing her whimper when I bit her shoulder softly. I loved how responsive she was, I took her wrist in one hand behind her back and bent her forward.

“What are you doing, Luciano?” She asked.

“You think I would let you disobey me without paying for the consequences? No.”

“What if someone sees us?”

“Then, let them watch.” She tried to look back at me but I pressed her front harder over the railing.

I brought one hand under her dress, feeling the skin of her bare ass under my fingers. Just caressing her softly skin made my pants tighten but I wouldn't fuck her just yet. I spanked her ass and she yelped, the sound made me growl. Fuck, she was making this hard, the almighty Don. I spanked her again and she tried to get out of my hold.

“Isn't this what you wanted? For me to punish you for acting like a brat?” She nodded and that was the wrong answer.

“You better use your fucking words before I take you inside and throw you on the table to fúck you in front of everyone.”

“Yes, that is what I want.” She breathed, so submissive.

My fingers moved down to graze over her panties and she was already soaked.

“So wet for me already? You love it when I spank you, don't you?”

“Yes, daddy.”

I pushed her panties aside and without warning slid two fingers inside her little tight cunt. She let out a soft moan and I started moving my fingers in and out and soon she started moaning louder.

“Please,” she whimpered.

I leaned over her, letting go of her wrist to wrap my hand around her throat, forcing her head to tilt up.

“You better be quiet for me, baby girl.”

“I promise,” she moaned.

I started thrusting my fingers harder and faster and her back arched, showing me that she wanted more. Her lips were beautifully parted, she couldn't hold in her sounds of pleasure and I spanked her ass hard enough for her to jolt forward at the impact.

“Didn't you hear what I said? Don't make me put a fucking gag on your pretty lips, angel.”

“I doubt that you have that with you right now.” She sassed and I chuckled in her ear, noticing it giving her a shiver.

“I don't need an actual gag to shut you the fuck up.”

I felt her swallow against my hand and I hummed when she stayed quiet. My fingers entered her again, I was addicted to seeing her fall apart beneath me and it gave me pleasure just watching her. I added a third finger, feeling her pussy clench around me, she was close.

“Are you going to cum for me already? Such a desperate little thing.”

She whimpered when my thrusts got more aggressive and her grip on the railing tightened.

“Please, don't stop, Luciano.”

“You love being my little cumslut, don't you, baby girl?” I whispered in her ear.

“Yes, I do.” I fucked my fingers faster inside me.

“Say it, say the words.” I said through gritted teeth.

“I loved being your little cumslut, daddy.” I chuckled, satisfied at her obedience.

“Cum on my fingers, baby.”

She exploded in my fingers at my words, I placed a hand over her mouth to keep in her cries. As she came down from her high, I pulled my fingers out of her and felt her relax against me. I heard someone clearing their throat behind us and when I turned around, my brother stood in the doorway with his hands linked behind his back.

“Lucky me, a free pornshow.” He said in a sarcastic tone.

She looked down, she was blushing and it was adorable. I couldn't keep in the chuckle that escaped my throat.

“What do you want?” I asked him.

“The meeting is over, just so you know.”

He gave her a last glance before turning around and walking in again. I shook off the weird feeling I got from the way he was looking at her and turned to the embarrassed woman beside me. I grabbed her jaw and tilted her head up to meet my eyes.

“Don't think that this was your punishment, I will have my way with you when we get home.” Her eyebrows scrunched together.

“But I thought…”

“Brats get hard punishment and not the satisfaction of an orgasm.” I smirked at her nervous expression and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“But you want me to punish you, don't you?” She was quiet for a second before responding.

“Yes,” she mumbled.

That is right, I had big plans for her tonight. One was to fúck that bratty attitude right out of her and the second was to fill my house with nothing other than the sound of her pleads.