It was tickling at the entrance to her vagina - cold, hard and feeling vaguely alien but Gina needed it – well, she desperately needed something. She heard him chuckle and then he ran the thing up one of her inner thighs wasting its erotic vibrations on unappreciative flesh. She groaned and rolled against her restraints.
“Please Matthew, please fuck me, please fuck hard me and make it hurt – a lot,” she added screaming and sobbing at him
Matthew snatched the cover from her eyes and pushed his shorts to the floor. Gina screamed at him again her body shaking, her hips bucking. Matthew stroked her wet sex for several seconds savouring the feel and the sound of her. The sight of her bound like this and so desperate for him had him crazy with lust. She was his – utterly his then with a loud growl of hunger he stood in close and placed the head of his penis at her entrance. She held her breath, her eyes on his face waiting for his glorious penetration. He nodded and gripping her legs he moved his hips forward and thrust his hard, thick penis into her – all the way in - deep and rough.
Gina climaxed almost at once. Her body a mass of quivering delight, her sex throbbing and pulsing as she moaned and rolled with the waves of pleasure that finally engulfed her. She didn’t want it like this – chained and helpless but she couldn’t stop him or herself. Matthew – Hardcore Matthew was in charge now and from this moment forward he alone would dictate how sex would be between them.
He must have been aware of her climax but he didn’t stop. He’d made her beg for him to be rough so he intended to give it to her hard. He rammed into her hot, velvet wetness for many minutes more. His rapid thrusting delighted – but also scorched until she felt burned and bruised by his pounding. But none of that mattered – all she cared about was Matthew and his ability to satisfy her. Finally she shrieked with her second climax and her body shuddered beneath him.
He was panting and with perspiration dripping from his handsome face as, he too, climaxed heavy heaving copious amount of his semen into her. This was better than good – Gina was his triumph, a battle won and he, the victor, would savour the spoils.
Still with his ebbing erection embedded within her he leaned over and gently unfastened the restraints. He looked at her, a mix of curiosity and satisfaction on his face.
“Enjoy that, sweet girl,” his deep voice caressed. “I know I did – very much.”
He was naked having stepped out of his shorts and Gina couldn’t tale her eyes off him. He was so beautiful this man with the dark tastes, the dark desires. He’d done things to her – made her feel things she’d never imagined she could feel and she knew now that she was entirely smitten and totally his.
Chapter 4
“I’d like to ring Grace, please,” she asked once they returned upstairs.
“You haven’t forgotten we are going to Luisa’s for dinner. You don’t have much time,” he told her checking his watch.
“I’ll shower and dress first but then I want to speak to her, Matthew” she reiterated firmly. “You surely must realise that she’ll be wondering where I am, if I’m okay.”
Matthew nodded – off course she was right. “And are you okay, Gina. Okay with being here with me and with our arrangement. Are you okay with what I just did to you and the way I did it?”
The smirk was back on his face and his eyes were lit with a strange fire.
She nodded. “Yes Matthew, I’m fine with everything,” she reassured him.
The truth was she was better than fine – much better. Their session in his chamber had left her sore but nonetheless she was besotted – hopelessly falling for him and it didn’t matter any more if he took her to his chamber and tormented her with whips and things. Just as long as he continued to make her feel the way he had minutes ago when she climaxed gloriously and twice at his hands,
“Good – go and get ready then because Luisa is expecting us in less than an hour.”
Gina showered and put on a strappy summer dress and a pair of heeled sandals. She didn’t need much makeup her skin was glowing and her hair shone beautifully, she thought as she brushed it. Probably because the sun had sprinkled highlights through it she realised as it flowed and waved over her shoulders and down her back. She felt beautiful – she looked beautiful and that, she decided, was all down to Matthew, this wonderful place and how he made her feel.
“Grace,” she greeted her step mum excitedly as Matthew handed her his phone. “I’m fine,” she responded to the woman’s concerns. “It’s lovely here and we’re having a great time.”
Matthew had set the handset to ‘speakerphone’ so he could hear was said between the two women but that didn’t stop the constant chatter and laughter between the two.
“You’ve had a visitor,” Grace told her finally. “A young man – he says he met you at that event you went to with Charlie. Kyle, Kyle Hastings,” she told Gina. “I didn’t say where you were but he seemed quite concerned about you. Of course I did my best to reassure him – I simply told him you’d gone on holiday with some friends,” there was a pause. “Was that okay, Gina? Do you know him?”
“Yes, but it’s nothing important, Grace. I think he just took a fancy to me that night,” she explained catching Matthew’s questioning look. “Charlie will have told him where I live and that’s why he’ll have come round but don’t worry.”
The idea of Kyle Hastings going to her house looking for her was unsettling. It probably had something to do with him knowing she was in Matthew’s penthouse that night. He must presume that she knew something, she realised. His boss, Benito Carlotti, would love to have the information she’d found. The rivalry between him and Matthew was intense.
“Are they looking for me?” She asked him once Grace had hung up. “They must suspect that I have information. They won’t come here, will they?” She asked suddenly worried about her safety.
“If they did it might teach you to keep your pretty nose out of my business,” he smiled. “But no, they won’t come here because they’re only guessing - they don’t really know that you have anything at all, do they?”
Matthew knew nothing about how Kyle had helped Gina that night so he was puzzled why the young man had gone to the trouble of calling at her house.
“You must have made an impression on the young Mr Hastings,” he decided. “I can’t say I blame him.”
“He was nice, pleasant and when I left you he did invite me to have a drink with him. But I refused, of course,” she assured him. “I was going to meet you, remember, so Kyle Hastings had no chance I’m afraid.”
Matthew smiled. She’d also charmed him that night but he was mindful that she’d had an ulterior motive for wanting to be with him. She’d been on the prowl for information, information that she’d planned to use against him or so she’d thought. He frowned, Gina had spoiled his plans in a big way that night by stealing from him but not in the way she thought.
The journey to Paraggi was a short one and took only minutes in Matthew’s sports car. As they pulled up in front of the hillside house Luisa was at the door to meet them.
Once again she hugged Matthew tight and kissed Gina on the cheek.
“She is bellissima, bellissima,” she said enthusiastically patting her cheek. “Come and meet Katarina, she’s so exited. It’s a long time since Matthew brought anyone home to meet us.”
She took Gina’s hand and led her inside. The house was beautiful, the sitting room had huge patio doors leading out into a flower filled back garden heady with the scents of blooms and herbs.
“I thought we would eat out here,” she said pointing to a large wooden table laden with fruits and many different breads and set for four.
“Pour Gina some wine, Matthew,” she insisted and ushered them towards the chairs. “I’ll see to the meal and find Katarina and send her out.”
Gina sat down and sipped the red wine Matthew poured for her. The late afternoon sunshine was still bright and kissed the skin of her shoulders and back with its warmth. This place was lovely, this
garden, Portofino, Italy and of course being here with Matthew made it all just perfect.
Katarina was a good deal younger than Gina had imagined. She was only about eighteen or so. She greeted Matthew lovingly throwing her arms around his neck and kissing his face. It was obvious that he came from a very close and loving family and this was very much at odds with the Matthew she’d come to know.
She looked at Gina with intense curiosity on her young face and then after an uncomfortable gap of several seconds, she smiled.
“Pleased to meet you Signorina,” she said offering her hand. “I have been a little nervous about meeting you all day,” she explained. “The last woman Matthew brought home with him was very scary and I didn’t like her much at all,” she admitted.
“That woman was my wife, Katarina and as you well know, she divorced me,” he said running his hand through the curtain of black hair flowing down her back. “But in her defence Lisa did like you and don’t forget all those shopping trips you shared and the stuff she bought you.”
Katarina shrugged and rolled her big, black eyes. “That was just to get me on her side. And anyway it was your money she spent. She was not really a very generous person,” she turned to Gina. “She was – how do you say in English?” She paused - thinking for a moment for the right words. “A bitch – that is what she was, wasn’t she, Matthew,” she said innocently turning to her brother for confirmation.
Matthew laughed and tapped her backside lightly.
“Don’t use language like that in front of our guest,” he admonished lightly. “Lisa had her drawbacks, Gina, and, I’m afraid neither Katarina nor Luisa liked her very much.”
Gina could only wonder why. She was Italian like them and a member of the wealthy Carlotti family and obviously she’d tried hard to curry favour with them. So what had gone wrong? Or perhaps they were just heavily influenced by Matthew’s version of events.
The two women were good company and regaled Gina with tales of Matthew’s youth – his antics and of how proud they were of him. Katarina promised to go site seeing around the area with Gina and also told her she’d show her the castle in Portofino– the one on the hill that Gina had been so fascinated by.
As the evening drew to an end Luisa produced a huge cake – a belated birthday cake for Katarina who had celebrated her eighteenth birthday just a few weeks ago.
“Matthew couldn’t make it home,” she explained. “So I’ve had no choice but to bake another cake and do candles and everything.”
They sang and clapped and finally Matthew produced the dark blue velvet box – the one Gina had seen in his penthouse that night – the one containing the beautiful ruby necklace and earrings. He presented them to his sister and wide eyed with surprise and gratitude she disappeared to try them on.
He was obviously very generous. Gina had seen them and knew they must have cost a fortune. However she was relieved that the gift hadn’t been for anyone else. At the time she’d found them she’d considered whether or not they may have been for Lisa.
“I feel as if I’ve done nothing but eat while I’ve been with you, Matthew Dark,” she told him on the way back. “Pasta, cheese and all the ice cream and wine, I’ll go home enormous.”
“Eat isn’t all you’ve done though, is it,” he reminded her taking a hand off the wheel and feeling her thigh under her skirt. “Mostly you’ve spent your time with me, letting me fuck you, isn’t that right?”
His hand had reached her panties – he was driving and she slapped him off. “You are dreadful and you’ll have to wait. You should concentrate on getting us back safe there are so many twists in the road and it’s getting dark – so behave,” she insisted slapping him lightly again.
It wasn’t much but it was nonetheless another showing of her independent streak. He felt himself stiffen – it deserved a good spanking – at the very least she deserved to get her buttocks reddened because of it. He stiffened harder thinking about doing that to her. Perhaps not a spanking – perhaps he’d bind her to the special curved bench he had in his chamber. He’d strip her naked and lay her across it on her front and then he’d use a paddle or a lash. He smiled and removed his hand after patting her lightly on her thigh. She’d keep – she’d keep until the morning and then he’d keep her for as long as it took to extract an apology.
Chapter 5
On your knees, girl,” he said in mock anger. “Here in front of me on the mat.
Gina shivered with anticipation as she obeyed him and knelt at his feet. They were in his chamber, Hardcore Matthew’s chamber. She was naked and he’d cuffed her hands behind her back.
“Keep your eyes on the floor,” he growled at her as her eyes flicked to where his hands were easing his shorts down over his hips
She felt the tight curl of desire knot in her stomach and as his shorts hit the floor and she watched his large erection bob free only centimetres from her lips.
He grabbed her blonde hair and used it to pull her head back slightly then pushing his hips forwards he knocked his penis against her lips. She licked them - wetting their surface with her tongue knowing very well what was expected of her now. Then she opened her mouth wide and flicked out her tongue inviting him in - into the welcoming warm, wetness of her mouth. She drew his erect shaft all the way in until she felt its tip knocking the back of her throat. Gina closed her eyes and worked her tongue around him, feeling, tasting every centimetre of him as he continued to plunge in and out of her. She loved him, no use denying it to herself anymore so if this was what he wanted – needed from her then she was happy to please him this way.
But Matthew didn’t want this to be loving or gentle. He worked his rapidly swelling maleness mercilessly in her mouth and down her throat until Gina had to gasp for each hard won breath and spluttered as her mouth filled with saliva - but he didn’t stop. He pushed her head back allowing him to fuck at her throat hard. How was she supposed to use her safeword now?
He gathered up her long blonde hair and used it to move her head up and down on his still growing erection. He would dictate how this happened and again he wanted it to be rough. She had no choice and closed her mouth around him teasing with her tongue – running up and around his shaft. His reaction was instant and loosening her hair he grabbed her head in both hands to hold her still as he thrust in an out of the tight seal she’d made with her lips. He pounded in and out of her mouth with no thought to her comfort until finally she tasted the first hit of his warm, thick semen on her tongue. She closed her eyes – letting him use her – fuck her mouth like he did her sex. She heard his gasps and his deep moans of relief as he continued to thrust and empty himself into her willing mouth. Finally he withdrew and Gina spluttered red faced as she filled her lungs with air. His semen dribbling down her chin but she’d swallowed most of it – an automatic reaction – she’d hardly even had to think about it.
He walked away towards his cupboard his broad chest heaving with spent passion leaving her choking and coughing on the floor.
“That was good, Gina” he praised returning with a hankie and gently wiping her face. Then he helped her up off her knees and removed the cuffs and rubbed her wrists kissing them and sucking her fingers in that way of his.
“You were made for this place,” he decided kissing her mouth. “You were made to come here with me and share in all the pleasure – and the pain, off course” he growled watching her with those dark, unfathomable eyes again. “I’m going to tie you – bind you to this,” he smiled pointing to a curved bench – a little smile that just lifted the corners of his beautiful mouth. “And then my sexy, dirty, little girl I’m, going to give it to you hard and hot,” he smirked and despite the glorious way she’d just made him climax he felt himself stir and harden with anticipation.
Matthew shackled her wrists to rings at the side and her ankles to rings set into the floor. She was on her front, as he’d often imagined her and her legs were spread wide. He ran his trembling, eager hands over her prone buttocks and una
ble to resist he dipped his fingers into her wet sex as they brushed between her labia. He whistled softly, she was wet – wet and hungry and just for him.
He took his leather paddle and teased it over her buttocks and thighs – pressing it into her flesh – letting her feel its width and flicking it lightly so she also felt its sting.
“Glorious, isn’t it?” He chuckled softly. Then he raised the paddle and brought it down hard across both cheeks of her backside.
Gina squealed and wriggled. “That hurt,” she shouted back at him. “Really hurt and not in a nice way so don’t you dare do that again.”
But Matthew ignored her. Another hit and even harder than the first – she shouldn’t have complained and he wasn’t going to stop. She shrieked again. Matthew gathered pace slapping her buttocks until her flesh was red and angry and Gina was sobbing and shaking.
“How many,” he rasped at her? “How many strokes?”
“I don’t know,” she wailed. “But why didn’t you stop when I asked you, Matthew,” she challenged him outraged that he could just ignore her protests like that.
“You know the rules – if you want me to stop you use your safeword,” he replied rubbing a soothing hand over her scorched backside. “I told you, I won’t stop for anything else.”
Gina sobbed again and felt him begin to release her. “Well I’m using it now, Matthew Dark. So Black! Black! Black!” She yelled at him as she stood up and rubbed a hand gently over her rear. “You’re a monster,” she flamed. “I’ve a good mind to stop this for good – right now.”
“No, you won’t do that,” sweet girl he told her with certainty. “Just use the word and you will have control – like you want.” He pulled her close and kissed her, his tongue going in deep, plundering her – proving his ownership of her body. He felt her relax a little and led her to his bench. “On you get – like yesterday,” he told her. “You do want me to fuck you now, don’t you Gina?”
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