Under her control

Olivia's body was drenched in a cold sweat as she crawled backwards, retreating from the monster approaching like an animal ready to pounce and dominate. His eyes shone with rage, his chest rising and falling from anger. She had never seen Pedro in such a way before.

The way he tugged at his jeans and pulled them down roughly, the whip in his hand, was frightening. Olivia swallowed hard when her back slammed into the headboard. She was trapped with no way out.

The devil was in front of her now completely naked. His cock sprouted out like some hard weapon ready to fuck someone's life out.

“On your knees and bent over,” he ordered as he climbed on the bed. Olivia shook her head in denial, tears lingered in her eyes when he grabbed her by the hair and forcefully pulled her to him.

“Ahh,” she winced in pain when he shoved her down, making her lie on her belly in one go. Ripped her dress open.

“By the time I'm done fucking you, no man will ever touch what's mine!” He growled and spanked he