Chapter 153- Perfect Picture

Isabella

Panting like crazy from another earth shattering release, do my juices move to coat the floor beneath me and the St. Andrews cross. My legs also soaked. Thick, rough fingers soon leaving my pulsing wet center, no doubt covered as well, do I move to hear an audible pop from behind me followed by a nibble.

More rough fingers soon caressing my body. Hands as if they were creating the perfect picture. My body shivering at the touch, only for a new wave of heat to enter my body.

Another loud smack.

My body now breathing much slower as I move to continue counting. “8… 84, Kyrios (Master).”

SMACK.

“8…. 85, Kyrios (Master)” my body now on literal fire as I finally finish my counting. The sound of clattering soon filling the air as sweet voices move to praise me. My men each moving to remove something from along my body. One working on removing the nipple clamps that had been given to me while another worked on removing the vibrating clip from along my swollen clit.

Another pair of hands soon working on removing my blindfold while another worked on removing the restraints from around my ankles and wrists. My legs officially Jello as I instantly fall into a warm pair of strong arms.

My eyes now shining with exhaustion as I move to see who had caught me. Grant, my sexy green eye demon. Grant carefully scooping me into his arms so I wouldn’t have to walk. The last 2 hours spent on alternating between spankings, paddles, whips and crops. Each of them fucking me while in between each punishment while using various vibrators to stimulate me. Each of them edging me for a total of 9 fucking times followed by 14 orgasms. 2 in which I squirted on. A new record. One that totally surprised me.

My body now covered in hickies from all of their love bites even as they devoured every inch of me that they could. Nothing left empty.

“Easy sweet girl, we have you. We’re so fucking proud of you. You did so well with taking everything that we gave you tonight” whispers Grant, his voice gentle along my ear before kissing me along my face.

My men now taking me back towards the bathroom in which I’m then placed within a tub. Warm water soon greeting my skin along with soothing vanilla. My body propped against Grants as they work on massaging my body. My eyes closing as they pamper me in turn.

Tony quick to bring me some water in which I eagerly take. The liquid cool against my heated throat. A cooling cream soon greeting my skin once I was clean and dried off. My body the focal point of someone’s warm touch.

The last thing I hear before completely passing out is a chorus of warm chuckles as I move to mumble something intangible. Sleep now claiming me as I move to snuggle between my four wonderful kings.

Meanwhile in another part of the world….

Third Person

“Alrighty Gents. First up for bids is item number 6 2 4 3 7 8. Her name is Nataly. Age 20 and a total virgin. Standing about 5 foot 2 inches with brown hair and blue eyes and a 38c cup. This spitfire has serious meat on her bones. A fine catch among many. With a unique ability to speak Russian, Greek, Italian and English. Let’s start the bidding at 10k.” says the auctioneer into a microphone.

A tiny girl with beautiful curves now sat kneeling upon the floor of the stage. Currently dressed in only a white bra and thong along with black strappy heels. Heavy chains now shackled around both her wrists and her ankles along with a special gag.

A gag designed to keep the girl from talking back without covering her face from those currently bidding on her within the room. Antonio and Angelo both sitting within chairs as they watched. Both with drinks as well as two girls who currently sat upon their feet. Heads bowed in submission. Both currently chained in new collars of their respectable owners.

The auctioneer still rambling off numbers. “45k. Do I hear 50k?”

Antonio and Angelo both just sipping their drinks enjoying the show. Two younger men both fighting for the young girl. And while Antonio and Angelo would have loved to have bidded on her for their own personal gain, they were there under strict orders to fill for another.

Another man soon coming to greet them as he moves to sit down next to Angelo. A grin rising as the words “SOLD” echoes the room. The man in question now looking at the pair before him.

“Ah, Marcello! How good to see you again there our friend” chuckles Antonio as both he and his brother move to shake hands with the man.

“Likewise my friend, likewise” says Marcello as he moves to shake hands with each of them in return. “You know, word on the street is that you four are dead.”

“Please.. not even close. Not even in death can anyone stop us” jokes Antonio, the three of them now laughing.

“I’ll say, not even the devil himself wanted us” chimes Angelo.

“So, does that mean you four are back in the game?” asks Marcello while a server moves to approach them with more drinks.

“That’s providing that we even left the game to begin with in which we didn’t” chuckles Antonio as they each watch another young girl get dragged onto the stage before everyone.

“Hey Marc. Would you be up for a proposition? One that we hope you’ll say yes to?” asks Angelo as he and Antonio move to address the issue at hand.

“Go on. I’m listening.”

“Do you remember D’Amico? The one who destroyed all of our empire? Well turns out he also stole our woman while in the process. So we need help. Lots of help if it means getting her back” growls Antonio, anger steadily rising at the thought of Isabella with Lucus and his brothers.

“Please, say no more. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I hate Lucus and his brothers. The self-righteous bastards” growls Marcello, his hand raised before shouting. “50K”

Silence soon filling the air as the auctioneer waits for another to bid before slamming his gavel. The petite blonde now sold. “SOLD. For 50k to Lord Pardou.” The girl soon taken from the stage. The girl then brought to Marcello as he moves to pay for his purchase. Marcello then moving to shake hands with both Antonio and Angelo.

“Please, call me. I’ll be waiting for that day when war begins to wage among the D’Amico clan.”

“Thank you. We plan to attack all of his properties within 3 weeks top. The day his wedding takes place. We’ll give you all of his European estates while we take his American ones.”

Chuckling again does Marcello move to leave. A grin now on his face as he too held a grudge against Lucus and his family. For not only did they ruin him it was high time for a little payback as well.

“Next up, item number 8 4 6 5 2 1. Her name is Esmeralda. Age 17 and also a virgin. Standing at 5 foot 5 inches. She yields fiery red hair and beautiful green eyes. Her breast are a size 34b and speaks fluent French, English and Italian while carrying housekeeping skills. The starting bid will be 15k. Do I hear 15?”

“15k” yells Angelo, his hand now raised as he waits for someone to oppose him.

“Do I hear 20? No? Alright then, going once, going twice, SOLD to Lord Manocchino.”

Again, the moment the gavel hit the stand was the girl then brought over to Angelo and his brother. Already in her new collar and leash as Angelo moves to hand over his payment. The payment officially going through as Angelo barks out a command.

“SIT! NOW!”

Refusing to sit does the girl in question only move to glare at him. Rage rising as Angelo moves to tug on her leash. “Look at me like that again little girl and I’ll make sure to remove those pretty little eyes of yours. Because you won’t need eyes to see what your doing like the little whore that you are.”

Shaking at his words does the girl move to do as she’s told. Now scared for her life as she moves to submit. The auction still going. Angelo and his brother soon leaving the auction with a total of 12 girls. 10 for their client and 2 for their new club. Perfect additions once properly trained.

The girls soon escorted towards the warehouse for processing while Angelo and his brother both head for their office. Vincent and Lucia currently away on business as the pair find themselves in the presence of two little blondes. Both kneeling and barely clothed.

An itch soon rising as Angelo and Antonio soon order the pair to lean over the desk. The two a little reluctant at first but knew better than to object. Both scared and visibly shaken. Both new to this new way of living.

Angelo the first to respond by hitting each of them with a cane that they kept secretly nearby. Both screaming in pain. “SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOUR NOTHING BUT SLUTS. OUR SWEET ISABELLA WOULD NEVER COMPLAIN, SO NEITHER SHOULD YOU.”

Angelo and his brother Antonio both sharing the fun in punishing the girls as both soon lay bleeding upon the floor. Both wanting to leave but couldn’t until they were dismissed. Angelo and Antonio soon sitting within the room once dismissing the girls. Antonio soon whispering the words that weighed heavily upon each of them.

“Only 2 more weeks. In 2 weeks Isabella will be ours. In 2 weeks she’ll be right back within each of our beds. And in 2 weeks Lucus and his brothers will be no more.”