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Dio ascended the stairs with a haste just shy of a full out sprint. He eagerness was alarming, but from your place draped over his shoulder like a sack of grain, you had no room to protest.
Once he reached his room, Dio opened the door and stepped in the room. No one else was in the house, but you pushed down the urge to panic when Dio locked the door behind him.
Carelessly throwing your limp form on his massive bed, Dio unceremoniously stripped you. Briefly fiddling with the zip of your dress before roughly yanking it over your form and discarding it in a distant corner of his room, all while berating you ruthlessly.
"It is an honor and a privilege to be pleasured by me!" Dio snarled at you practically frothing at the mouth like a feral dog.
Dio's bitter rage at your rejection of him made him deaf to all of your desperate pleas for him to stop. But perhaps it was best he paid you no mind. Your cries weren't even convincing to yourself. It wasn't that you wanted him to continue, but a part of you had sadly come to the realization that whatever you wanted was inconsequential to Dio. All of your protests were in vain.
He ignored your halfhearted pleading and easily batted your shaky hands away as he reached for the clasp of your bra.
He was pleased to see that it matched the panties you were wearing earlier. You had quite good taste. Nevertheless, you misbehaved, and he had no time to praise you on the choice of your underpinnings.
Undeterred, he continued his path of brutality. Pinning you down onto his satiny duvet by your throat.
"A stupid little slut like you has no right to turn down my gracious offer!" He barked.
"I thought I had a choice-" You sputtered for breath. Knowing it was futile, your resistance at this point more for yourself. So that if you ever told others of Dio's violation, you can say that you didn't just take it lying down. That you struggled to be free and that you were simply outmatched in every single capacity.
Raising his other hand, you flinched, your rebuttal easily silenced by the threat. Tightening his grip on your throat with the promise of future injury, Dio pulled you in close, his hot breath and silver tongue whispering cruel debasements against your lips.
"The only thing that better come out of your mouth is an apology."
Struck wide and glossy, your eyes were unblinking yet overflowing with tears that seemed to perpetually seep forth throughout this seemingly never-ending nightmarish encounter.
As you went part your lips to utter an apology, the words didn't have a chance to breach your lips before Dio drew you in for a forceful kiss. His tongue felt like an alien appendage as it sought yours, pressing against your tongue sensually and sloppily to coax you into submission as to render you numb and thoughtless.
When he finally parted from you, it was as if he dragged the apology from your lips. You could barely see in front of you, your hazy vision filled with amber, cream, and gold.
" I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive me, sir. I'll never turn down an offer like that again. You offered a gift, and I was foolish to refuse it. I'm truly sorry- I know a stupid slut like me doesn't deserve your forgiveness. If you could find it in you to forgive me, I would be so very grateful. "
It was edging on facetious, but Dio let out a contented sigh regardless. He sees why you got firsts at Hudson. You learn fast.
He was certain it wouldn't take you too long to adapt to your new life by his side.
Dio's demeanor changed almost instantaneously. His earlier cruelty seemed to leech out of him at your words a gentle yet unfailingly condescending smile spread across his face.
" Oh my sweet girl , when you put it like that, of course, I forgive you."
Standing from where he previously knelt over your reclined form, you had a reluctant front-row seat as Dio stripped himself before you. He was lithe and surprisingly graceful as he took off his shirt and trousers. Stripping down entirely until he was naked before you revealing an adonis-like physique. While Bruno was an extraordinarily well-built man, Dio was close to the ideal. When he had the time to maintain such a figure, you had no idea, but you cursed him for trying to seduce you so. Or instead curse the fact that as you watched him, too scared to incur his wrath by looking away, you could feel a sticky slickness between your thighs. Shit. Dio would undoubtedly notice, and you doubted he had the grace not to comment on it.
While much to your displeasure, you'd already been acquainted with Dio's cock. However, seeing his erection rigid and firm, staring you down from the foot of his bed, was a daunting experience. He was no doubt appraising you as you timidly laid before him, legs straining to stay pressed together. . A strange part of you wanted to know what he was seeing.
His eyes met yours and trailed downwards,
"Come now, love, turn on your front."
You obeyed. You didn't want to be hit again. You were already worried enough about your face bruising. It would be hard to explain to Bruno or Giorno, for that matter.
You braced yourself as you felt him spread your ass cheeks, a wash of embarrassment rushing over you as Dio groaned at the sight. You shuddered almost violently as he licked a stripe from clit to your ass, teasing your puckered hole with his tongue. He brought his thumb to play with your clit. Despite your preparations, you could not ready yourself for the pleasure that shot through you like lightning.
"O-oh f-fuck." You whispered into the sheets, nearly smothering you, clenching the linens tightly in between your fists as Dio's tongue skillfully probed your most intimate areas. You could feel the thick muscle teasing your asshole and laving over your delicate interior folds.
The wet smack as he pulled himself from you was obscene, you shuddered at his sinful groaning as he savored the taste of your juices on his lips.
"Tell me when you're coming." He moaned in the cleft of your cheeks. "I want to hear the fruits of my labor as I make you come while I eat your tight little ass." Maneuvering his other hand, his two digits penetrated your cunt, causing your pussy to clamp down sharply at the intrusion.
"Ah-!" He alternated between scissoring his fingers and stroking your G-spot. You'd never had someone touch you like this, and despite the circumstances, your body couldn't deny the pleasure you felt.
Your hips snapped against the mattress violently as your orgasm began to seize you.
Remembering the instructions he gave, you were quick to inform Dio of your impending climax lest you incur more punishment.
"Mr. Brando- Sir, I-I'm coming." Were you moaning? Ugh, a part of you was utterly disgusted with how you chased your orgasm. Rocking and grinding your sloppy pussy against Dio's face.
"Yes, love, come, squirt on my face. Soil me."
As if by his command, you came. Messily. Your walls clenching violently on his thick fingers as a spray of your wetness burst forth in slick pulses. Dio didn't relent. He pressed his tongue in fingers deep, prolonging your shuddering, shivering orgasm until you were completely exhausted. Listless, you relaxed against the bed, your brain foggy and overcome with feelings of bliss and self-revulsion.
Making his way to the top of the bed to lay on his side next to you, He was amazed at how quickly you folded to his ministrations.
You looked so beautiful, so alluring illuminated only by the dim lamplight of his room and the moonlight nosily peering through the window. He wanted you to ride him, but he wasn't a complete monster. He could see how fatigued you were. Perhaps tomorrow, he would fuck your pussy. Maybe in his study. Once he'd finally dealt with your little boyfriend, the two of you had nothing but time to repair the cracks in your relationship and build the intimacy or rather submission he craved from you.
Outstreching his arm, Dio brought a hand up to gently pet caress your head as he leaned in and cooed loving praises in your ear.
"Good girl, pretty girl. Such a fast learner." You nodded mindlessly to his praise, unsure of how to proceed with him. You decided to tread lightly to spare yourself from further torment.
"Now come give me a kiss." Moving up to rest against his headboard Dio opened his arms.
You obeyed. Through sore and tired, you pulled your body to comply with Dio's demand and nestled yourself in his embrace, straddling him. He was hard again, and his cock was pressed against your soaked folds in such an intimate position, but you repressed any repulsion you felt. Any reluctance would result in abuse. You knew that now.
You kissed Dio and tried to match his passion, but it was hard not to just relinquish yourself to his control. His lips slotted against yours hungrily, and his hands gripped you hungrily. Feeling up your soft flesh.
He groaned, a deep rumble in his chest.
He broke the kiss and looked into your eyes with such admiration it startled you.
"What a good girl. My good girl." He embraced you tenderly. His warm broad hands rubbing your back slowly, soothingly. And in your exhausted state, it felt nice.
Until he canted his hips against yours.
"I said I wouldn't..." Was he speaking to you? You weren't sure. Dio seemed to mainly be having a quiet dialogue with himself.
"But you can ride me, right?"
You really didn't think you could.
"I stretched you out. Surely you can take me, hmm?"
Finding the will to speak, you wanted to protest.
"Dio I-"
"Shh...I'll do all the work. You just have to look pretty and take it ."
Dio wasted no time lifting you by your bruised ass cheeks and lining your cunt up with his throbbing cock.
"Put me in love." Dio whispering in your ear, you couldn't be bothered to lift your head from his shoulder. Sliding a hand down between you, obediently brought Dio's cock to your spent pussy. You tried not to be intimidated by the sheer heft of it pressing against your little hole.
In one fluid motion, Dio pulled you onto him.
The stretch was brutal. His girthy member pushed you to your limits. You cunt tried to push him out, to reject such a deep intrusion, but Dio only whispered calming words against your scalp.
"I know your boyfriend's cock wasn't this big, but you'll get used to it."
Dio laid back against his pillows and drew you down with him. Pulling you by your hair, he brought your lips to his before locking his arms around your back and starting to thrust into you. His pace wasn't particularly brutal or rough, but anything he did with his massive cock would have been too much to take.
You whimpered into his lips and tried to suppress the tears prickling at the corners of your eyes.
The original pinching pressure caused by Dio's cock in your center had subsided, causing you to relax and make yourself a vessel for his use.
Dully, pleausre thrummed in your core. Your muscle didn't have much room to contract against such a thick intrusion, but your pussy pulsed against him regardless. Bringing another orgasm to the fore.
You don't know how long Dio had been thrusting into you when your orgasm crept up on you like a thief in the night.
A startled moan escaped you, and you clamped down on his cock hard. Harder than you ever thought possible, so hard it strained your muscles. Dio was ruining your precious cunt. You were sure of it.
The intensity of your orgasm finally brought about Dio's. Pressing as deep inside you as he could, Dio released himself inside of you.
The sensation of his warm cum seeping into your cervix was foreign to you. You'd always used condoms in the past. Barely functioning, your mind couldn't even process where to put such information. God bless your IUD.
After resting on Dio's chest, you decided you needed to leave. Dio wouldn't let you leave the house surely, but you hoped you could return to your room at the very least.
You moved to go, and Dio kept you in place against his chest. The fluids at your centers were creating an unpleasant cool sensation on your thighs.
"Keep me warm." He whispered in your ear. You shivered the husky tired tone making his golden voice even more alluring.
Curse him.
"Rest now, pet."
You nodded emptily at his words. In reality, you weren't sure your legs even had the strength to carry you down all those steps.
"In the morning, we'll go speak to your boyfriend and set the record straight."
You were too tired to feel the dread that should have been sparked by his words.