Unlike my predecessors, I had kept my hands off the young women in my territory. I had fooled around my my share of whores and strippers, but those girls had already fallen. I left the ones who were still pure alone–they just didn’t appeal to me.
That was until I met Lily.
She was working in her father’s bakery after returning from college for the summer. Fairly unremarkable when she left, she returned more mature and had a look in her eye that caught my attention when I went in to pick up a cake for my wife’s birthday. We chatted while I waited for her father to box up the cake and I noticed a concerned look on his face.
As I paid, I found an excuse to touch her hand and felt a surge in me that had been long dormant. I could tell she felt something as well by the way her eyes widened and she subconsciously wet her lips. I decided we needed another cake for the party and I told her father that Lily should deliver it to my house that evening.
Her father hurried over, wiping his flour-covered hands on his apron. “Please, Don Carrado, may I speak to you outside?” I nodded and followed him to the sidewalk in front of his shop.
“Sir, you’ve been so kind to all of us by your different approach from the past. I know all the fathers really are so thankful. But, sir, I see how you look at my Lily and I’m worried. Is this just for the delivery or something more?”
I try to calm down. I’ve taken very little, other than money, from these people and in return they’ve had peace, festivals, and the finest cathedral around. For once, I see something I want. She’s old enough to decide if she wants it, too. And now I’ve got daddy worried.
“Marcello, your daughter is of age and is single. By the rules that predate you and I by hundreds of years, by right I can take her if I wish. But I’m not like my predecessors. I won’t take what doesn’t want to be taken. To answer your question, I’m going to see how your daughter feels about being my mistress.”
“But Don Carrado, she is my everything. I –”
“Let me stop you there. You have tried my patience already and now you are about to be disrespectful. And you know I can’t let that go. So, out of kindness, I’m going to prevent you from causing yourself suffering. Send the girl out with the cake you just boxed up and then send her over tonight. That’s the end of our discussion.”
Marcello slumped over and went back inside, saddened but understanding of the futility of resistance. This clear sign of my power reinvigorated me and a seed was planted at that moment. I would make Marcello pay in a different way for his insolence.
When Lily approached with the box, she looked enchanted. Her long brown hair had auburn highlights as she walked into the sunlight. Her brown eyes were only focused on me and her smile conveyed an eagerness to spend more time with me.
As she held the box out to me, I took hold of her arms and pulled her close. “Lily, your father told you that you will deliver the other cake to my house tonight, yes? I want you to put on a red dress and heels when you come. And then I’m going to take you upstairs into the bedroom and make you a woman in the bed I share with my wife. Do you understand?”
Lily shook a little in my hands and grinned widely. Her excitement caused my cock to grow rapidly. “Yes, sir, Don Carrado. I would be honored to have you take me this evening. I hope it won’t be the only time.”
Releasing my hold, I rubbed her arms as I moved my hands towards the box, the light brown hair feeling so soft against my rough hands. She elicited a tenderness from me that I thought had died long ago. I took the box and smiled. “We’ll see about that, darling Lily. We’ll see if you can please me like I think you will.”
And of course she pleased me. She was far dirtier than I could have hoped and her body was exactly what I imagined. Tight, soft, and firm in all the right places. Her face had an innocence outside of the bedroom that made her seem even younger than her 19 years, which make what we did while we fucked even more delicious. Even my wife had no quarrel with my choice of mistress; not that she had much choice, but she recognized at once that Lily was more than just a fling. She brought me back to life.
After a period that long exceeded established etiquette, Marcello and his wife, Maria, finally invited me over for a family dinner. I discussed the slight with Lily and she agreed it was disrespectful. While we recovered from a brutal session in bed, she turned to me and said, “Father is a good man, but he is weak. I don’t like how he’s insulted you, Don. I think you should teach him his place.” That was all I needed to hear to remove the inner objections I had to what I was planning.
The night of the dinner, I arrived slightly late. Marcello greeted me at the door unenthusiastically and showed me inside. The smell wafting from the kitchen was not appealing and I quickly realized that Maria had prepared a peasant dinner for us. I had not been so boldly disrespected in some time. Did they not think I would make them pay for this?
I was led to the table and sat down. Marcello pulled out a chair for Lily and I interrupted. “No, Lily will be seated on my lap.” Maria began to speak, but her husband stopped her and turned to me. “Of course, Don Carrado. Lily will be with you.”
I withstood a few passive aggressive attacks from both of them while we ate soup and I finally had enough. At the family dinner table and in full view of her parents, I slipped my hand up Lily’s summer dress and pulled down her panties to her knees. Enjoying their shocked faces, I put my hand back up her dress. Caressing her soft, thin thighs, I moved my hand up slowly until I found her slit–wet just as I knew it would be. I slid three fingers inside their daughter’s cunt and then pulled my hand out from under her dress. I shoved those fingers into Lily’s mouth and she methodically sucked her juices from my hand. Then I pulled her panties back up.
Marcello and Maria were at once deeply shocked, offended, and angry. But they knew if they acted out, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill them right here. They saw the depth of my disdain for them, but I wasn’t done.
“Marcello, you’ve done such an excellent job raising an obedient girl. Lily does absolutely whatever I want and she takes my cock however I want to give it to her. Do you know what she enjoys most? I can tell from how wet her young pussy gets. She loves it when I facefuck her innocent face–my old cock teasing her throat, while my balls bounce against her chin. And if I try to pull out when I’m ready to cum, she directs it onto her pretty face and rubs it into her skin with my cock. Did you have any idea of what a dirty little slut you have?”
Marcello’s expression turned to disgust and horror. Still I was not done.
“Lily, I think we need to make them understand. I want you to go upstairs into your parent’s bedroom and prepare to be facefucked. I want you to really express yourself while I pound your pouty mouth so they can hear it clearly. I’ll be giving them updates as we proceed and let them know just how much you are enjoying being my fuckdoll. And they will remain at this dinner table until we’re finished. When we are done, they will clean up our mess. And you’ll be leaving with me since you’re staying at my house now.”
As Lily raced upstairs, Marcello and Maria understood just how connected she was to me. “You’ve lost your daughter. And now you are going to experience a terrible punishment for treating me so poorly. If my men waiting outside report either of you leaving this house, I will make her an orphan tonight. Do you understand?”
They both looked down, broken. In unison, “Yes, Don Carrado. As you wish, Don Carrado.”
“Very good. I’m glad you understand. Now I need to go cover your daughter in cum.”
I picked Lily up and carried her up the stairs. She started pawing at my belt before we even got to the top. She had it unbuckled by the time we reached the landing. “Please, Don Carrado, let me suck you right here. Right in front of them.”
I lowered her down and she got on her knees, pulling down my zipper and then my pants. She pulled out my cock and immediately took me in her mouth deeply. I had to hold onto the railing because she was sucking it so sensuously. I grabbed her by the back of her head with my other hand. “Slowly, darling, we don’t want this to end so quickly.”
She pulled my wet cock out of her mouth and began slapping her cheeks with it. “Marcello, your little girl enjoys slapping herself with my cock. What do you think about that?” My laugh echoed downstairs as they stared at their table.
I stepped away and pulled her up. I unbuttoned her dress and pulled it off, exposing her breasts and thong. She started to take of her shoes. “No, leave those on. It will be a better angle with you in them. Grab the rail.” She did as she was told, leaning over the edge with her breasts hanging down. I reached out and pulled down her thong to her ankles and then slid my cock into her dripping pussy. Grabbing her hips, I started thrusting into her and I could hear her large breasts clang against the railing.
“Tell them–tell them what’s happening.”
“Oh, daddy–there’s a big hard cock in my pussy. I feel his balls bouncing against my clit. I’m getting wetter every time he pushes in. My little ass is shaking he’s pounding me so hard. Do you hear how wet he makes me, daddy? Mommy, did daddy ever fuck you like this?”
I pulled her hair and started moving faster. I pulled my cock out and teased her tight asshole with the head of my cock.
“God, he’s pushing against my asshole now, daddy. I shouldn’t, but I want him inside my dirty hole. I know he’s saving that though.” She pushed back into my cock and I thought for a moment about taking her ass now, but I want to save it so I don’t push forward. Instead I give her ass a hard slap and she squeals. I look down and her parents are glaring at me.
“Enjoying the show? Sorry, but it’s time we defiled your bed. We’ll keep you informed on what’s going on.”
Lily stepped out of her panties and I kick them downstairs. It lands on the table.
I was quite aroused by this point, so the sex in the bedroom didn’t last long. I first laid her out on the bed and kissed her clit, tasting her sweet teenager juices. Then I flipped her over and licked her asshole, spreading her cheeks as she described what I was doing loudly.
“Which side of the bed does your father sleep on?” Lily pointed to the other side, so we moved over there. I pulled down the sheets and had her lay down. I got on top of her and I pounded her in her father’s side of the bed for a few minutes. I made sure her wetness was spread all over where he slept. The I climbed up and straddled her shoulders before shoving my dripping cock in between her plump lips.
I put one hand up on the wall as I proceeded to fuck her mouth-cunt. “I’m treating your daughter’s mouth like a pussy right now. Can you hear her struggling to take it? Can you hear her sloppy coughs? Can you hear my balls hitting her chin? She’s a mess.”
Close to climax, I use my other hand to adjust Lily’s head as I go deeper and faster. She has completely surrendered to my cock and has taken it so well. I pulled out and she yells, “Give me your cum. Mark me with it.” She strokes my cock furiously and soon grunted loudly as I erupt over her sloppy face, spurting warm cum over her nose, cheeks, and mouth. When the spurts cease, she sucks my cock softly again and swallows the remaining cum she extracted.
“My face is covered in his cum, daddy. I’m a dirty whore. Come clean me up.”
I walk out and lean over the railing. Her parents are still seated at the table. “Get up here now!” Perhaps in disbelief they remained seated for a moment and then began to move after I pounded the rail.
I put my clothes back on as they made their way upstairs, agonizing over every step. As they passed me by, I reached out and grabbed Maria’s ass giving it a squeeze. “I see I have you to thank for her sweet ass.” She glanced back and shot daggers at me with her eyes, but kept moving.
I watched them pause in the doorway, shocked at the view of their naked daughter and her face covered in her spit and my cum. Her cunt was still glistening. I made a note to finish her up when we return to my house.
Marcello turned to me. “Don Carrado, please be merciful. What more do we need to do?”
I put my hand on his shoulder. “You need to clean up your slutty girl. I can’t take her out of the house looking like that. Use your sheets to clean up her face. And get her dressed in some clean clothes. I’ll be downstairs.”
I waited in a leather chair for about half an hour before they came down. Lily had been cleaned up and was wearing a beautiful long dress with her hair pulled back. Her makeup had been expertly applied–I could tell this was the work of her mother. “Did you do any of this yourself?”
“No, sir. They cleaned up your cum and dressed me up for you. I even made Daddy put my panties back on because I knew you’d want him to do that.”
My cock began to stiffen again. I stood up and took her hand, spinning her around to get the full view. “Such a beautiful girl. I’m going to really enjoy you.”
I turned to her parents–much less rebellion in their eyes now. “I hope you understand that humiliation was required to break your stubbornness. You see she’s happy with this arrangement. And as long as she is with me, nothing will ever happen to you as long as you respect me. You’ve done an excellent job dressing her up for me to take home. Say goodbye, darling.”
Lily kissed them both on the cheek and then took my arm. We headed out the door and never looked back.
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