My father sold me to the Mafia King

Chapter 269:

Julie’s POV

While I was still trembling like a slaughtered bird under the effect of that cyclonic ecstasy that had ravaged my being and shaken my foundations, Robert didn’t grant me a single second to catch my breath. I felt his steel-like grip tighten on my buttocks, digging his fingers into my flesh with a violence that made me flinch. He lifted my exhausted body upward slightly while his dick remained embedded deep inside me like a stake of solid, unquenchable embers.

Then, with a threatening slowness, he leaned his head toward my chest, which was heaving in sharp agitation as if my heart were trying to leap through my ribs.

He captured my nipple stiffened from sheer arousal between his lips and began to suckle it with a voracity and savage hunger, as if he hadn’t tasted satisfaction in eons.

He teased it with his rough tongue and bit down with a calculated sharpness that made me let out a shredded moan a strange mixture of unbearable pleasure and a pain that awakened every cell in my body. His hot, panting breath scorched my skin, which was drenched in sweat and water. With every powerful, deep suck of my breast, he thrust his pelvis forward in a brutal stab, as if orchestrating a symphony of agony and pleasure between his mouth and his dick to penetrate both my soul and body at once.

”Oh... Robert... have mercy... I’m going to die!” I cried out in total disorientation, clutching his shoulders with my trembling hands. He remained submerged in my breasts, moving from one to the other frantically, squeezing them with his massive palms and burying his face between them, drenching them in his saliva and burning lust.

He was fucking me while holding me in mid-air, and his thrusts began to transform into something beyond description. They became faster, harder, and more violent, to the point that the wet ”squelching” sound emanating from our rubbing skin and from between my wide-open thighs began to echo through the silence of the bathroom like thunder.

I felt his dick hammering against the walls of my pussy with a force that made me think he would pierce through my vitals and come out the other side. Meanwhile, he continued to suck my nipples with an electric intensity that sent shivers from my chest down to my deepest core.

He suddenly leaned in to give me a savage kiss, the taste of my breath mingling with the bitterness of his. He whispered in a parched, husky voice against my trembling lips: ”I want you to feel every inch of my dick residing in your vitals, Julie... I want you to realize in every single cell of yours who this surrendered body belongs to.”

He continued his ruthless stabs, lifting me and slamming me down onto his thickness while tearing at my breasts frantically. This pushed me toward an entirely new edge of madness; despite having just squirted and feeling exhausted, the way he sucked my breasts while fucking me with such pure brutality made the fires of lust erupt in my veins again. It was as if my body had become a slave, begging for destruction and ruin at his hands.

My pussy was clutching his thickness with spasmodic pulses, and wetness overflowed from me so profusely that I felt my hot fluids sliding down his muscular thighs which bore my weight. Robert increased the tempo of his rhythm, and his stabs began to reach the deepest point of my womb with a massive pressure that almost made me lose consciousness.

He sucked my right nipple with a force that made me let out a muffled scream and bury my face in his neck, while I felt a second hurricane of ecstasy beginning to boil at a terrifying speed in my lower abdomen.

”Robert... I’m going to do it again... Oh God... faster... don’t stop!” I cried out, shaking my head left and right in a daze, digging my nails into his broad back so hard I felt his skin scratch under my fingers.

He didn’t stop. Instead, he increased the level of violence, turning his thrusts into successive stabs that left me no room to breathe. With every ”thud” of his solid pelvis against my limp body, I felt his dick hitting the lethal weak spot inside me with a force that made me lose control of all my senses.

Suddenly, my entire body stiffened and my eyes widened in shock as the second shudder of climax hit me with a violence that surpassed all expectations. I let out a loud scream that echoed through the bathroom, and I began to squirt my fluids for the second time in a burning flood around his flaming dick. My pussy muscles were pulsing around him in successive, frantic contractions, begging for more of him while I trembled in his arms like a dying bird.

Despite my body drowning in the flood of my pleasure for the second time, Robert maintained his monumental hardness. He didn’t cum. Instead, he continued his deep stabs inside me, watching with a dark smile of possession how I had completely collapsed under his dominance, and how my body had become merely a broken vessel receiving his tyranny without condition or limit.

I felt the cold air touch my burning entrance for a moment when he withdrew his dick from inside me, but that coldness didn’t last. He grabbed my waist and turned me toward the wall with a heartless crudeness, then pressed down on my back with crushing force to bend me forward.

I leaned my trembling palms against the cold marble, my breath coming in rapid, agitated gasps, while my ass was protruding back, completely exposed to his predatory gaze.

I thought for a moment he might invade my ass from the sheer intensity of his cruelty, but instead, he directed the head of his engorged dick toward my wet, wide-open pussy. With one single, brutal shove, he buried his dick fully inside me again.

I let out a loud scream, but he quickly shoved his thick thumb into my mouth, suppressing my cry and forcing me to suck on his finger while he whispered in a husky voice in my ear: ”Scream more, Julie... I want to hear how my dick tears you apart, inch by inch.”

He began to fuck me from behind with savage thrusts. Every ”thud” of his pelvis drove his dick to the deepest point of my womb. I was writhing under his grip, my nails scratching the marble wall from the sheer pleasure mingled with pain. ”Do you like this, Julie?” he asked in a tone filled with control, yanking my hair back hard.

My pride vanished completely. ”Yes... Daddy,” I said, my voice muffled by his finger. That word acted like the fuel that burned whatever was left of Robert’s mind. Every stab from him began to push me forward, making my forehead collide with the cold wall, while his strong hand pressed on my neck and the other squeezed my ass with malice. His dick was plowing my depths with successive, fast, and brutal thrusts, as if trying to brand my womb with his name forever.

I began to feel the electricity of ecstasy rising for the third time, stronger and harsher than anything before. I was moaning in total loss while his thumb still filled my mouth; I sucked on it frantically while shaking my hips back to receive his stabs even deeper. ”Your place is here, Julie... under my control... screaming my name while I grind you with my dick.” Robert growled, yanking my hair to force me to arch my back even more, making his dick hit the arousal spot inside me with terrifying pressure.

My body began to shake violently, and I felt my breath hitch as the third hurricane approached. My pussy was contracting around his dick in spasmodic pulses. In an explosive moment, my limbs stiffened completely and I let out a muffled scream behind his thumb as I began to squirt for the third time with a burning flood of pleasure.

I was trembling and convulsing under his thrusts, which didn’t stop even as I was squirting; he continued to pump me with a force that turned my screams into desperate gasps. I felt a total weakness in my knees; had it not been for his grip holding me up, I would have collapsed on the floor.

Despite reaching my third peak, Robert remained with his monumental hardness, refusing to cum, continuing to tear through my innocence with his throbbing dick, as if he wanted to drain every ounce of life from my body before deciding to finish.