Sophia

I woke up but he was still sleeping still holding me like a five year old holding his favorite toy. I smiled at his innocent face. Who can think this man can kill you without blinking an eye?

I tried to get up. He got a bit disturbed but he turned and slept again. I got up from the bed and did my business. Took a shower. I was shuffling the closet not able to decide what to wear. After years I have so many options to choose from.

It's strange how the house where I came to be a whore and slave has given me so much while the home I grew up has took everything away from me.

I settled on a flowy full length blue skirt and off shoulder white crop top with bell sleeves. I stood out of the closet and got ready. He was still sleeping. I smiled at his peaceful face, I kissed his forehead and covered him with the blanket.

I left the room and went to kitchen. Alysia was not there guess it's still early. I was cooking breakfast when she came. "Good morning Donna" you woke up too early. "Good Morning Alysia honey. Hey you know where the pain killers are? Don was quite drunk last night. I guess he might have headache when he will wake up." I asked her and she took out the medicine box from the top shelf. "Here you go Donna. Signore Ricardo takes this only. Don may also take this one I guess. Normally he never take any medicine." I took the pill bottle from her and placed in the breakfast tray. "Thanks dear." I thanked Alysia and I took him breakfast.

The moment I reached the hallway I got collided with Ricardo. "I-I am sorry I didn't see you there. Good morning." I said to him. He looked at me with the same anger he used to have before last night. I got the signal and tried move past him

"Stop" as I took a step he stopped me. "I know last night I might have said something but I didn't mean that. Don't let any doubt come to your heart that you and I are sorted" I nodded and he continued with his harsh words "I know you took care of my brother. Ofcourse you would have. These are your acts with which you lured him anyway, like the one you are trying to pull right now" he said giving a disgusted look to the breakfast tray. I looked down and he continued "Don't even for a minute think that I trust you around him. I am watching you and you make one wrong move and I will kill you sister in law. I was high so don't think I let my guard down. Got it?" he spoke in a low but harsh tone "Yes Sir". I replied not trying to stretch this conversation more than it already had. He rolled his eyes and said "I told you to keep this innocent act to yourself. Also you are the Donna of the most powerful Don and you don't know how to behave like one. Ofcourse you don't. This happens when you put crown on a peasant's head." Wow now I am a peasant too. He gives his workers more respect than he gives me even when he calls me sister in law. "You might have success on fooling my brother don't think you can fool me too. A whore will be a whore no matter how much gold you dig." He spitted his anger and left. I was hurt even though I wasn't shocked. I was expecting this. I did not expect him to be like all normal like he used to be but maybe deep down a hope was born last night. I blinked my tears away and entered the room.

He was still sleeping. For a minute I thought to wake him but then decided otherwise. He came pretty late it's better he gets his sleep. I kept the breakfast on the bedside chest.

I moved to glass doors and opened the drapes. As I turned my eyes fell on that shirt. I picked it up and saw that lipstick smudge . Shall I ask him about it? Should I ask him? Do I have this right on him? I looked at my wedding ring. Doesn't this give me the reason and my right to confront him. This do bind you to him but where is the ring that binds him to you. Where is his wedding ring? Don't forget he married you to punish you, this ring is the reminder of his ownership on you. But this marriage is real for me. We did took our vows in front of God. He is my husband. His name is attached to mine. Did this marriage nothing for him? He too vowed his loyalty to me. Do you have the courage to ask him? What if he gets angry ? I kept the shirt down at the chair. Keeping this internal battle aside and left it on his mood when he wakes up I left the room.

I went to kitchen with Alysia. Caprice was with Ricardo. So it's just me and her. We were chit chatting and were eating breakfast together.

"Doll!! Doll! Where are you? Doll!". My fork fell from my hand as we heard Don screaming. His tone was angry and annoyed. "I think you should go Donna. Don seems a bit angry." Alysia suggested to a me looking at my shocked expression. "Yea-yeah" I got up. "Doll!" I heard him again and I literally ran towards the room.

"Yes Don" I said as I entered he was still sleeping? I reached near him at the bed "D-Don you called me?" I asked. I don't know why I was scared. He had his angry tone on though. He held my hand and pulled and in a blink of an eye I was on the bed and he was top of me gripping my throat "D-Don?" I was not understanding why he was angry. "Where the hell were you? Why were you not here when I woke up?" Seriously?? I was shocked to listen what he is saying?

"D-Don" I tried to loosen his grip on my throat. "P-please" his grip even tightens more. Tears were filling my eyes. I needed to breathe. I tried to speak but I was not able to. I couldn't even loosen his grip so I brought my hands to his face in an attempt to make him realize he is hurting me and his grip loosened. He looked at me for a moment and then rolled off me and I got up coughing and catching much needed oxygen. I was trying to catch my breath when I saw a glass of water in front me. My first instinct was to through it at his face. But I know that will end in me loosing my life. But I was angry he almost killed me and for what? I rolled my eyes. I looked at him and shook my head "I don't want it". I said trying not to offend him. I don't want his gun replacing the glass. "Drink" he ordered. I sighed and rolled my eyes again. I took the glass and drank it

He laid again. With hand on his forehead. "Where were you?" He asked again "downstairs" I told him. I was sitting next to him with my legs dangling from the bed. "Why?" "Ah" he got up and he pulled my hair in his fist and I let out a scream. He turned my head towards him by my hair in his fist "Why were you not here when I woke up? You are supposed to be here when I woke up. Do you understand?" He said in a harsh tone. "I do not want a tray of breakfast and bottle of pills. I can call 100 people working for me to get that. What I want is you to be fucking here when I want you here. Do you understand?" He said. Why is he talking like this to me? My tears came back to me. It seems like whatever progress we made is spoiled. Whenever I have hopes rising for us he breaks me down. "Do you fucking understand?" he said with his temper rising "U-understood Don." I said because I know he was waiting for a verbal reply. His tone hurt me a lot. He left my hair "And why the fuck are these drapes open?" he said agitated. I got up and closed the drapes.

"Ughhh my head" he said in an irritated tone laying down covering his head with his hands. Why his discomfort make me forget his hurtful behavior every time? I reached his side and sat with cross legged on the bed. I took his head on my lap and start massaging it "What are you doing?" He asked a bit sleepy. "I-it will help you with your headache. My dad used to do massage my mom's head whenever she had a headache." He laid there silently with his eyes closed. I kept massaging him and he seemed to calm down a bit.

He flipped over on now lying on his stomach he hugged me from my waist. I kept stroking his hair. "Why you left me Doll?" He said in muffled voice. "Don't leave me ever, I can't loose you" he said burying himself into me. He thought I left him. Why would he think that? He is my husband why would I leave him? Now that we were making some progress and where will I go leaving him, he has become my home

"You won't" I said to him and he lifted his head to look at me. I smiled at him and said "You won't". He sat up and kissed me and I kissed him back . He hugged and laid with me. We laid sideways facing each other.

"What's this?" He said touching my forehead. I touched the spot where his hand and I remembered there must be a light bruise formed due to the hit from the bottle. "N-nothing Don" I said with a light smile. "Don't do this, don't lie to me." He said "I guess got hurt somewhere, it so silly I didnt even realize, when this happened" I said chuckling. "Doll, why are you lying to me. You can't lie to me. When did I hit you here?" He asked he is so sure that he would have hit me "Or did someone else? Did Ric?" I saw his anger fuming "No! No Don" I blurted before he lash out on his brother. Someone else hitting me, this is not something he can take normally. "Last night your bottle. It just hit me when you drank I was close to you. It was a mistake. You didn't hit me neither did anyone else" I told him the truth. "Oh, I am sorry Doll." Wow he apologized, he hit me like thousands of time, he almost killed me moments ago, and this is for what he is sorry. He never apologized to me. Because this he did by mistake. He always hurt you intentionally Sophia and he is not sorry for that, he is sorry because it was a mistake.

"Thank you Doll" his voice broke my thoughts. I raised a brow not understanding why is he thanking me. He understood my confusion and said rolling a strand of my hair in his finger. "For last night. For staying up waiting for me. For not letting me sleep in the puddle of my own vomit. For taking care of me." He explained to me. I cupped his cheek and looked at him. I can't believe he is thanking for such little thing. He is my husband ofcourse I would have taken care of him. "Don you don't have to thank me for it . You would have done that for me." I know he would have. "I am sorry I left your side when you woke up." I said understanding why he was angry.

"Why don't you shower. You will feel better" he sighed and rolled over to his back. "Your Dad's trick is good." He said sighing and I smiled "I am glad it helped you". "Come with me" as he got up. "Where?" I asked confused. "To take the shower" I blushed a bit I didn't mean to have shower together . "Come , won't you clean me up today like last night" he said offering me his hand to get up. I put my hand along his and got up

We entered the bathroom and he went inside the shower cubicle. I was not sure what should I do. Having shower with him I was shy and not ready for this. I mean he was literally killing me moments ago and now he wants me to bathe him.

He turned on the water and stepped out. When he walk over to me I took a step back. He caught me by the front of my top and pulled me He spun me around and pulled my top off and unzipped my skirt and it fell down to my feet. He then undressed me off my undergarments, he nudged me into the shower. He slipped out of his trousers and boxers entered moments later with two loofah in his hand. I moved over to put space between us.

He grabbed body wash poured it on the loofah and grabbed my neck next, pulling me to him again. "Wash me," he ordered, placing the it in my hand. I looked down and fingered the soapy net in my hand. He released a harsh breath and gripped my wrist bringing it up to his chest. "You can start here."

My hand automatically began moving in circles across his chest. He had an impressive build. No matter how many times we slept together I never touched him this way He watched me as I washed him and I almost dropped the loofah a few times because of the shiver in my hands as I was feeling scared, shy, vulnerable everything at the same time. When I reached his lower stomach and the hard erection stretched against it, I paused. I slowly ran it up and down, my nervousness making my grip firm and I briefly hoped I was hurting him the way he does me when he takes me. But you like the pain...a voice whispers inside me

The groan that erupted from his throat sounded pleasurable rather painful so I tightened my grip and continued the up and down motion. The hot water pounding over us was forgotten as I concentrated on him "Fuck," he groaned again. "Unless you want me to fuck you right now, I suggest you stop playing with my dick. I know what you are trying to do. It would be more efficient if you kneed me in the balls." "Does it hurt?" I asked and he nodded.

I kneeled in front of him. "Are you sure?" He asked me knowing what I was doing. "Yes" I said. I wanted to please him. I wanted to tell him that I am his and he don't have to worry that I will leave him. I want him to know I am his all his and I want him to be mine. Only mine.

"Doll I can't be gentle. I will hurt you." He said cupping my cheek in a way to warn me to think twice about what I was going to do. "I can and I will take whatever you give me". And it was true. He has made me crazy enough to crave him. I have given myself to him now I want him to give himself to me.

My lips opened on their own accord, enveloping his hard cock and I found myself gagging around him as he grabbed the back of my head and thrust slowly in and out of my mouth. His reluctant groan was animalistic as he gritted his teeth and tilted his head back. He seemed to catch himself quickly and lifted his head to peer down at me. I struggled to take all of him when the tip of him breached my throat. He was thrusting in me in an increased pace

When he finally drew back, I sucked in the much-needed air but as soon as I managed to catch my breath, my lips greedily latched onto his cock again. I watched his eyes widen slightly in surprise before he narrowed them.

I kept my eyes on his and tried to take as much of him as I could and then I pulled back until my lips were wrapped around only the head. I stared at the incredibly long length of his cock in amazement while I suckled on the tip and ran my tongue up and down his length. I had no clue what I was doing; I just knew I had to calm him somehow. His hand was still in my hair but his grip wasn't as tight as few seconds ago.

For a moment, I thought I had succeeded. For a moment, I thought I had won. It was the growl that erupted from his throat should have warned me but I was too caught in my own pleasure. I liked forcing a reaction from him. It made me feel like I was the one in control. But that control, as imaginary as it was, was short-lived.

"If you're going to suck me then suck me. Don't tease me Doll , you won't like the consequences."

It was amazing how he could embarrass me for the act I did to please him. I started to remove my mouth from his cock and save some of my dignity while I still could but he gripped the back of my head tight and pressed forward. I felt the tip of his cock touch the back of my throat once more so I opened up more for him but when he started to slide down my throat, I gagged but managed to swallow him.

He pulled out of me and knelt across me. He trailed his fingers in my hair and pulled my head a bit back and kissed me. A long ravishing kiss. I hold onto his shoulders to stay straight and my forehead touched his as he broke the kiss. I was catching breath and so was he. He put his hands on my jaw bone and we stood together. He left the cubicle, I couldn't understand why.

He came in a moment and I saw a black rope in his hands I swallowed realizing what will happen. But he never used ropes or cuffs on me before. His tie generally did this job. And why here doesn't he always ties me up in the bed? I was thinking and I saw him coming closer to me. I took a step backwards.

He came closer making a noose of the rope in his hands. Water was running all over him. I lifted my arms towards him offering him my wrists. He gave a smirk and I could see approval in his eyes. He took and secured my wrists tying them together with the rope. He lifted my hands with the rope and hooked it up on the shower head from the noose he made. He stretched the other end and the rope tightens around my wrists bringing them closer to the shower head. It stretch my hands and I wasn't that tall so it lifted me from the floor and I was on my toes.

Hot water was dripping down my head and I noticed his tie too in his hands and something else. It was his belt. Is he going to punish me? Did I do that wrong? I swallowed out of fear. He raised his hands towards me and I flinched because of fear. He sensed it but didn't stop. Why will he, he loves your fear

He gripped my jaw and kissed me hard. "You liked pleasing me?" He asked against my lips I nodded. "So now let me give you the pleasure. Don't be scared I won't hurt you, not right now. It will only be about your pleasure. Relax. Do you trust me? he asked " Yes Damon" I replied "Then give yourself to me Doll" he said kissing me down my neck and I let go of myself. There was no fear anymore. I believed him.

"Close your eyes" he whispered kissing against my earlobe. I did. He wrapped my eyes with his tie and tied it behind my head. I was breathing heavily due to anticipation.

He trails the tip of his belt from my forehead down the length of my nose, so I can smell the leather, and over my parted, panting lips. He pushes the tip into my mouth so I can taste the smooth, rich leather.

"Suck," he commands, his voice soft. My mouth closes over the tip as I obey.

"Enough," he snaps.

I'm panting once more as he tugs the belt out of my mouth, trails it down and under my chin, on down my neck to the hollow at the base of my throat. He swirls it slowly there and then continues to drag the tip down my body, along my sternum, between my breasts, over my torso, down to my navel. I'm panting, squirming, pulling against my restraints that are biting into my wrists. He swirls the tip around my navel then continues to trail the leather tip south, through my clitoris. He flicks the belt and it hits my sweet spot with a sharp slap, and I let out a scream. But he was right it wasn't painful it did hurt ofcourse but it sent a spike of pleasure to my core.

He held me by waist and whispered in my ears. "Next time you roll your eyes at me and this will not feel pleasurable." I shivered at his warning. I rolled my eyes at him when he handed me the glass of water. I thought he didn't notice "Got it Doll?" I felt another swat down there "yes-yes Don" he kissed me again. What his tongue doing to my mouth his belt was doing it down there. His belt was twirling and twisting around my clit like his tongue twisting around in my mouth. I received another swat and I arched back letting out a scream as I broke the kiss. I felt his lips moving down to my throat, he kneaded one of my breast as he sucked on one nipple. He twisted another one as he bites lightly on the other. He repeated the same with other one.

He trailed his kisses downwards as he reached my belly he nibbled on my belly button. He lifted me up and rested my legs over his shoulders his tongue replaced his belt. And his belt landed it's swat on my butt cheeks.

I was moaning mess the swipe of his hot tongue on my aching pussy caused me to suck in every bit of available air. What is he doing to me? Why is he delaying it.? Because he needs you beg him