46- Enough, I’m Done - Part 2

Isabella

The moment Lucus, Marco and Enzo had entered the room I knew I was done for, having entered the room during one of my rewrites the trio had been more than eager to put their own two cents into the punishment, critiquing it where they thought it fit best as they each move to treat themselves to one of Lucus’s uber expensive alcohols as I noticed men loved to drink just as much as they loved their salt.

Yet when it came down to my corner time, Lucus was more than pleased to “add” to the punishment by making sure that I was now kneeling instead of standing and that I was not allowed to cheat by sitting on the backs of my feet all while keeping my hands folded neatly behind my back. Fighting the urge to speak out of turn, I chose again the latter when I found myself struggling to do even the simplest thing which caused me to falter more than 3 times which had me starting over as my knees began to hurt.

Attempting not to whimper as my body begins to protest, I struggle to finish with my punishment as I absolutely did not want to keep repeating the task for another time as it was already approaching more than 2 hours since the start of my corner time and I wanted nothing more than to be done.

Fuck this, I’m done, I mentally groan having just about enough of everything when a pair of strong arms move to carry me back towards my room, having called it when they took pity on me as they could no longer bare to see me struggle as the person in question moves to set me on the bed.

“Be right back” whispers the voice as they move to get a pair of soft fuzzy pajamas before returning towards the bed where they proceeded in changing me, applying cooling gel to where my knees hurt before carefully placing on the pajamas before tucking me into bed, my brain falling into mush as my body silently protested at the pain.

No more, if this is how they treat someone just by having a little bit of fun then I want no part in it, deal or no deal I now knew it was time to stop playing games and get the fuck out of dodge. These assholes can cry all they want once I’m gone but I’m sick and tired of being treated like I don’t matter as I would make sure they definitely couldn’t find me, come my final thoughts as I eventually let sleep take over me.

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Unknown POV

I’m sitting off to the side of a dimly lit room as my eyes gaze to a very lovely, yet naked young woman, her cries sounding all around the room as she’s all but tossed onto a table that was centered within the room. “No, Please don’t” cries the girl, her body being shackled with metal restraints as guards move to pin her down.

Her legs are then forcefully spread apart as they are carefully placed into stirrups before being chained into place. Her pussy now out on full display for all to see within the room as her juices begin to glisten in the light, lube being added right before their brought on “stage” for all to witness.

Being first to approach, does Angelo move to stalk forward, his fingers wasting no time in running all along her rapidly rising chest as they move to toy with the valley between her perky breasts, the woman's nipples taut as we purposely keep the room cold for that very reason. Letting his hand slide lower he moves to plunge his fingers harshly into her ever waiting, ever soaking cunt which earns him and those within the room an ear splitting scream as she tries to get away.

Annoyed, Angelo moves to snap his fingers with his other hand as he summons someone to finally gag the bitch who’s voice is now brought to subtle whimpers. Much better, come my thoughts as I continue to watch Angelo for while he was Antonio’s brother, Angelo could also be a bit of a sadist and when choosing women, Angelo liked to be the one in control and had no problem asserting his dominance over someone if it meant getting what he wanted.

Now thrusting his fingers in and out of the bitch, the girl before him and us continues to fight within her restraints, my auctioneer moving to approach her, as he slaps one of her perky breasts as he moves to speak, “This shall not stop, not until you cum for your new master.”

Whimpering, her tear stained eyes slowly widen in fear as it slowly begins to dawn on her that this was her fate as every single one of us horny bastards begin to chuckle, relishing in her fears as Angelo continues, thrusting his fingers into her harder and harder while his other hand moves to pinch her already harden nipples, earning him a moan as she finally caves.

“Good girl” purrs Angelo, the girl's body beginning to shake as Angelo finally demands her to cum, keeping his hand deep inside of her, her body convulsing as if betraying her as she finally comes undone. A delicious sight to behold as the rest of us watch. Only once he was sure she was finished does Angelo move to withdraw his hand from her, her sweet juices dripping from his fingers as he moves to lick them clean before wiping anything remaining along her body.

Glancing towards Antonio, Lucia and Vincenzo I can’t help but see each of them readjusting their pants while I do the same just as the girl is finally carted off and another one brought in its place. Eyes trained on the new whore I almost miss the sound of a small ping as my phone suddenly goes off alerting me as well as the other three of an incoming message as Angelo had yet to come back after fucking his newest toy.

Reaching for my phone, I can’t help but feel my blood begin to boil as I move to read what was just sent from my spy, the very spy who was tasked at keeping an eye on our sweet Isabella.

Spy: Sir, just caught wind that Lucus and the other plan to initiate the Princess in about 3 days, what are your orders?

Me: What do you think? Get her the fuck out of there! I want her hidden. Under no such circumstance are they allowed to find her. You have two days to make it work, be sure to send me the information once you do.

Spy: On it.

Clenching at my phone, I move to put it back away, the eyes of my associates still on me as I move to take a big swig of my super expensive bourbon, my eyes now focused on the claiming unable to tell them what I just learnt.

“You gonna tell us what just happened?” asks Antonio, his voice barely above a whisper as we continue to watch as twenty girls were auctioned and claimed right before us as I attempted to tell them what I had just found out.

“Lucus and his band of misfits are planning to initiate the Princess” I whisper to them, each of them growling softly at the news.

“I know, I told our spy they had two days to make something work and get her the fuck out of there, they’ll message me once they get it situated” I say my thoughts now consumed by the only woman I ever needed. That we ever needed, for while we might be Mafia and always at odds there was one thing in common that we shared and that was our dear sweet Isabella, a woman as beautiful as her would be more than enough for us as we would each take a turn at breaking her and then once broken she would be ours to mold into whatever we wanted her to be. Our own personal slave to serve our own personal needs.

Author Note: Sorry for the lack of updates, I did have a bit of trouble when posting chapter 44 as it wasn't showing on the Anystories app but now that it's fixed I'm working on doing a massive update so please keep an eye out for any and all updates, thanks. :)