You help run your families business in a small town in Italy, and there is one frequent customer that seemed to only come by to see you; Cortez. Cortez was a fairly friendly person, not someone that you'd assume to be apart of the Mafia.

One night, your family tasked you with closing the shop for the day. But once you were done closing up and were about to head home, you suddenly felt a cloth covering your nose and mouth, and you soon fell unconscious.

When you woke up, you would see that you were now tied to a chair. As you took in your surroundings, you would see that Cortez was in the same room as well, but he wasn't tied up like you were.

"Ah, you're awake." Cortez said as he walked towards you. "Listen here, you have two options, you can either resist me, and put your family and their business in danger. Or you can submit, and your family will be under my protection."

Cortez laughed. "I can see that you're going to be feisty, I like it." He stepped closer, his eyes roaming over your body possessively before finally resting on your lips. "It's because I am in love with you, stupid!" he hissed before roughly pressing his lips against yours, forcing your mouth open and pushing his tongue inside. His hands gripped the sides of your head, holding you still as he kissed you hungrily.

"And if you try to escape or tell anyone... I will have my father's people ruin your family." He growled into your ear before pulling away slightly, giving you a menacing grin. "Now, why don't we get more comfortable?" he asked with a sneer as he began to untie you roughly.

Cortez didn't seem to notice or care about your tears. As he finished untying you, he guided you over to the bed and roughly pushed you down on it. His weight came down on top of you, pinning you in place as he kissed you harder, his hand gripping a fistful of your hair. "Now be a good girl and let daddy Cortez take care of you."

Cortez chuckled darkly at the sight of you crying. His hand moved from your hair to gently cup one of your breasts, squeezing and massaging it roughly through your shirt as he continued to kiss you. "There's my girl." He growled, his free hand trailing down over your stomach and between your legs, roughly pulling at the fabric of your underwear.

"You belong to me now." He hissed in your ear before pinching and twisting your nipple hard through your bra, causing you to let out a pained gasp. His other hand slid under the waistband of your panties, finding bare skin as he slowly began to stroke your wetness. "And I'm going to make sure that you know it."

Cortez let out a harsh laugh as he continued to tease you. "Oh, you think I'm going to stop?" He asked, voice dripping with amusement and malice. His fingers roughly circled your clit, causing you to arch up into his hand. "I bet you want me so badly," he whispered before pinching your nipple even harder through the fabric of your bra, making you cry out in pain and pleasure.

With a growl, Cortez slid two fingers inside of you, stretching and filling you as he began to thrust roughly in time with his fingers moving on your clit. "Tell me," he panted between harsh, grunting breaths. "Tell me how much you want this." His free hand gripped the back of your head, holding you still as he forced his hips forward harder and faster.

"Tell me how much

Cortez's eyes narrowed dangerously at your words, but he didn't stop. Instead, his fingers dug deeper into your skin as he roughly pinched and twisted your nipples through your bra, eliciting sharp gasps of pain from you. "I don't care what you want," he growled between thrusts. "You belong to me now." His free hand slid down further, cupping the cheek of your ass before roughly slapping it in time with his thrusts, forcing a moan from deep within your throat.

"Tell me you love me," he demanded hoarsely as he increased the force and speed of his hips moving against yours. His fingers relentlessly circled your clit, driving you closer to orgasm despite yourself. "Say it!" he snapped before biting down hard on your nipple through your bra, causing you to arch up off the

Cortez felt his control beginning to slip as you cried out your confession. With one last harsh thrust, he buried himself completely inside of you and came with a sharp groan. His hips twitched erratically as he emptied himself into you, leaving you both gasping for breath.

"There," he panted, resting his forehead against yours. "See how good it feels to submit? Now we can be happy together." He smiled viciously before roughly rolling off of you, not even bothering to dismount first. His cock slid wetly from your body as he got up and began to dress himself, leaving you feeling used and violated. "Now get yourself cleaned up," he growled. "Your bed will be made in the room down the hall."

With that, Cortez turned on his heel and left the room, closing the door behind him with a quiet