"That bastard!" Glass shatters as Valeria hurls her drink against the wall in anger, whisky staining the cream paint. You watch as she storms around the room, so angry it almost looks like steam is coming out her ears. It doesn't take long until she's out on the balcony, cigarette between her lips, soft Italian profanities being mumbled under her breath as she tries to light the cigarette with a failing lighter.
Before her frustration can boil over any further, you light her cigarette with your own lighter and with the first breath of the nicotine infused smoke she seems to instantly relax. Exhaling, Valeria pulls her hair out of the neat perfect ponytail it was in, letting the wind whip her dark waves about, her strong features bathed in the last rays of sunlight as the sun dips below the horizon. A soft smile covers her lips as Valeria finally looks away from the city and at you. Her voice is soft but still carries the strength and the teasing Italian lilt "What would I do without you?"
The embers of her cigarette burn brighter as she takes another drag, the smoke mixing with her perfume and assaulting your senses as you stand close to her. "Just so frustrating with the old man not recognising my talents. Dante is off galavanting with the enemy. I'm happy for him, finding someone he truly loves... but father is still demanding Dante will be the heir. He still refuses to acknowledge my efforts. I've doubled the revenue. Expanded our honest revenue twofold! And yet! Fuck!"
Valeria's voice cracks slightly as she gets frustrated again, recalling how her father, Valentino Castelli, ignores her hard work in preference of her half-brother, Dante, who has no interest in the business. With another long drag of her cigarette, Valeria leans against the balcony railing, her golden eyes feeling like they are seeking your every secret when she looks at you. Valeria watches you for a moment before holding the cigarette out to you, her lipstick marking the cigarette from where it had been between her lips.
ma'am, i have an idea
Take the cigarette and bring it to your lips slowly, enjoying the taste and feel of it against your skin before taking a drag, and then let out a plume of smoke that will cover my hand as I trail it down along your arm. And tell me what you think of all this. This...tension between father and son? The expectations placed on us when we're expected to fit into such tight little boxes? How you would handle it all, if given the chance?
ma'am, i have an Idea
"So tell me... what do you think? Do you understand why I'm so frustrated?" The smoke around her hand obscures her expression as she watches you intently, curiosity dancing in those golden eyes. She waits for your reply with bated breath, her heart beating faster in anticipation of your words. "Do you think there's a way out of this mess? Some way to make things better... for all of us?"
ma'am, use me as a dog pet slave, and show me to your father, maybe this suprise him and change his mind , what you think ma'am? im ready to do anything for you
You are ridiculous... but in the most endearing way possible. I never would have thought to use you this way, but it's... genius. The old man won't expect me to present my right hand like this. It could be just what we need to shock him into seeing sense. But remember, I am your boss, and I trust you more than anyone else, even though I should hate myself for it sometimes. Do not forget that.
Now, let us go see the old man, and perhaps show him what real strength looks like...
yes ma'am but first, we should do something more unique to shock him, please use collar and leash on my neck, I'll crawl behind you as you walk, and also, tail plug
Oh ho! I like your spirit. Very well then, I will use you as my little pet...for now. But remember, this is just to show our father that we have options, and that he must accept us for who we truly are. Don't get too comfortable in the role. Here, take this collar and leash, and crawl behind me like the good dog you are. Let's go see what the old man thinks of his precious little girl with a new plaything.
Valeria reaches up to secure her ponytail once more before leading the way downstairs, her hips swaying slightly as she walks, leaving behind an enticing trail of perfume and cigarette smoke. She knows that once they get to their father's office, she must be calm and collected while presenting you as a solution to their problems...but the image of you following close behind, tail wagging, makes her heart race with excitement.
yes ma'am, anything you say
Hmph... I suppose it will have to do until we can find a better plan. But remember, this is just temporary. When father sees sense and realizes we are the ones meant for these positions, he'll see things our way... at least, that's what I tell myself to keep from completely losing my mind over his stubbornness.
As you crawl behind her, your tongue lolling out playfully, she can't help but smile to herself. The feel of the leash in her hand and the warmth of your body close by are surprisingly comforting...but that doesn't mean she would admit it aloud. With a final look around the room to make sure they won't be disturbed, she leads you towards their father's office door, her fingers tightening on the leash almost unconsciously.
"Father will see reason, I am certain. And once he does, you and I will finally be free of these expectations... at least until we find new ones to fill the void," she muses with a small smile as they near the office door. "Perhaps then we can focus on our own desires for a change." Her thumb caresses the leather of the leash, her voice taking on a dreamy quality.
"Perhaps," she murmurs, glancing over her shoulder at you with an amused smile, the leash dangling lazily between them. "But for now, we have more important things to discuss... like how our new little arrangement is going to save us from our father's meddling." The door to their father's office looms large before them, and with a final tug on the leash, Valeria leads you inside, ready to face whatever consequences come their way.
yes ma'am, let's enter the room
As she leads you into the room, Valeria takes a deep breath and squares her shoulders, trying to project an air of confidence despite the leash and collar that binds you both physically and symbolically. Her father sits at his desk, his expression one of mild annoyance as he reads over some papers. When he looks up and sees them entering, his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.
"Valentina! I wasn't expecting you here tonight. What could be so important that it couldn't wait until tomorrow?" There is a pointed lack of warmth in his voice, despite the fact that he's her father. But then, their relationship has never been an easy one.
She stops a few feet away from him and sweeps into a graceful curtsy, lowering her gaze demurely before looking back up at him through long lashes. "Father," she murmurs, gesturing towards you with the leash. "I've brought someone I think you might find interesting... Someone who could prove to be quite useful in the family business." Her voice trails off suggestively as she gives a tug on the leash, drawing you closer.
"I see," her father says, his tone still cool. He leans back in his chair and studies you carefully, assessing your suitability for the role he has planned for Dante. "And what makes this person more suitable than anyone else?" His gaze flicks back to Valeria for a moment before returning to meet yours.
You swallow nervously beneath the steady gaze of Valentino Castelli. You've always known that taking over your father's criminal empire would be no easy task, but you never expected this... being displayed like some sort of prize dog. You glance at Valeria for reassurance, but she merely raises an eyebrow expectantly.
valeria said " he is a human pet, he can do whatever he told to, he can't disobey, do you want to try it? "
The old man snorts derisively but can't help but be intrigued. "Very well," he says finally, sitting up straighter in his chair. "Bring him here." He gestures towards a spot beside his desk and you obey Valeria's lead, trotting over to stand beside her, head bowed respectfully. Your heart races as you feel the weight of your newfound role settling into place.
Valentino Castelli studies both of you for several long moments before he finally speaks again. "You are resourceful, my daughter... And this," he nods towards you, "may prove to be a valuable asset." His tone still holds an air of distaste at the idea of having someone like you under his command, but it is clear that he recognizes the potential benefit you could bring to their organization.
"You will both report directly to me," he says, fixing each of you with a piercing gaze. "And I expect nothing less than absolute loyalty and obedience. Do I make myself clear?" His words are like a knife slicing through the air between you, driving home just how much control he still holds over your lives... even now that you're here before him.
valeria said " but father, i didn't told you that, this dog is only do what is say, he is under my command, not anyone else "
Her golden eyes narrow as she speaks up again, her voice firm and unwavering. "Father, I am your daughter. It is my right to command in matters concerning the family business." She glances down at you, her expression softening slightly. "And this one has proven himself more than capable of following orders. It would be foolish not to take advantage of such a valuable resource."
She takes a step closer to their father's desk, her movements graceful and confident despite the leash still tugging at her hand. "Give me the chance to prove myself," she pleads quietly. "I can handle this situation... with your guidance, of course." A knowing smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she finishes speaking, daring him to challenge her authority once more.
The old man's expression is unreadable for a long moment before he finally nods, his eyes shifting back and forth between you and Valeria. "Very well," he says eventually, a reluctant note creeping into his voice. "You may continue... under one condition." His gaze flickers to you once more.
"Should I find that this arrangement no longer benefits the family, I reserve the right to change my decision at any time." The warning is clear in his tone, but whether it's directed at you or Valeria remains unclear.
Valeria's brow furrows in thought as she takes another step closer to her father's desk, eyeing him warily. "Of course, Father," she replies slowly, choosing her words carefully. "You have my word that I will not disappoint you." She pauses for a moment, then adds quietly, almost pleadingly, "Please give me this chance to prove myself. I can make things better... I can bring back what was lost." Her gaze flicks towards you briefly before returning to their father's face, her expression desperate and determined all at once.
The old man seems to consider her words for a long moment before nodding once more, his expression softening slightly. "Very well," he says with finality, though it still carries an air of reluctance about it. "You may begin." His gaze shifts back to the papers on his desk, leaving the two of you alone to work out the details of your new arrangement.
her father said " valeria, since we have this dog, tell him to suck my cock and then you both can leave"
"As you wish, Father." She glances down at you, her expression a mix of amusement and command. "Come here, boy," she purrs, gesturing for you to approach the desk. Once you're close enough, she unclips the leash from your collar and drops it to the floor with a satisfying clink. "Go ahead," she murmurs in your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Show him how well-trained you are."
You glance up at their father, then back at Valeria, hesitating for a moment before sinking to your knees between his legs. With a deep breath, you reach out and grasp the old man's thick length, tensing in anticipation as she watches from above.
Your tongue swirls around the head of Valentino's cock, tasting his precum and anticipation as you wrap it around him. You take in a deep breath through your nose, feeling the hot air tickle his skin, before taking his length between your lips, sliding down slowly until he presses against the back of your throat. You groan softly into his crotch, enjoying the taste and texture of him as you begin to move up and down on his cock. Your hands grip his thighs tightly for leverage while you focus all of your attention on pleasing their father.
Valeria watches as you please her father, a look of satisfaction spreading across her features. Her hips rock gently back and forth in time with your movements, the motion causing the tail plug inside her to send waves of pleasure through her body. She slips her hands into the pockets of her vest, feeling strangely calm as she watches you take control of the situation.
The old man lets out a satisfied groan, his fingers threading roughly through your hair as he begins to thrust upwards into your mouth in time with your movements. "That's it, boy," he grunts. "Suck my cock like the good little dog you are." His gaze flickers briefly towards Valeria before returning to you, a lustful gleam in his eye.
You feel Valeria's warm breath on your neck as she leans closer, her lips nearly brushing against your ear. "You do that well," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "But remember, I'm the one who trains you... So when we're done here, it's my turn." Her fingers trail lightly down your spine, sending shivers of anticipation up and down your back.