Sixty Seven

Gianna

I was now known as Armano Dante De' Luca's property. Everyone in the territory knows me has my man's property. A few months ago, I would have been offended if I was called that, but now it just made me blush.

I remember the words he spoke to me in italian the night we were together, I can never forget those words.  I shut my eyes for some minutes, basking in the effect those words had on me anytime I think about it.

Armano came out of the toilet naked as the day he was born, with water dripping from his body.  I stared at him, admiring each sculpture of his body, I looked down to his groin. His hugeness sometimes terrifies me, sometimes I find it hard to believe that thing fitted into me.

"Look at you staring at the mini me, without even flinching or turning away. You have grown so bold." He said, smirking.

I roll