At first, she thought he was joking, what kind of a man is he?

He smacked her giving her the same order and she was left with no other choice but to bark like a dog.

"That's my puppy!!" He gave an evil smirk enjoying her view from the back.

"Come closer!"

She obeyed without arguing and he fingered her for about a minute. He smeared the wetness from his fingertips over her waist. His cold dark eyes looked askance at her, his voice low, "Lick it."

At this moment, Liora realised what he meant by "bed obedience." It turned out he is dominant so she has to be submissive, "Once I get pregnant, this will all be over." She encouraged herself mentally.

She looked down at Dashiell's bulging crotch and reached out to unbuckle his belt. Dashiell's body was well-practised from years of indoor fitness. Her fingers inadvertently touched his belly; it felt firm. The moment she pulled down his trousers, it revealed a small slice of tight musculature.

Plain black briefs encased a rather spectacularly shaped erection in the centre.

Liora's fingers rested on the edge of the briefs, gently pulling them down. His pubic hair was cleanly shaved, his genitals completely exposed. She looked up with some surprise, just in time to meet Dashiell's eyes. His expression was still indifferent, his pupils dark as a pool.

"Give me the hungry look on your face!"

"Yes, master." She bites her lips showing the expression of someone hungry for his dick.

With a sexually cold face, but this thing underneath...

It was extremely hot.

Before this, Liora had only seen Leander's penis, with its pink glans and considerable size. She didn't have much of a reference to compare it to. However, the one in front of her made a stronger impression. The moment it burst out of Dashiell's underwear, only one word flashed through Liora's mind: shocking.

She gestured vaguely with her hand, knowing deep down that she couldn't even bring herself to touch it.

Sitting on her knees between Dashiell's legs, she reached down and circled his penis as if it were red-hot iron. Her palms tingle from the heat; the shaft was too thick for her to circle with one hand. She tentatively licked it.

She continued to hypnotise herself, telling herself it was Leander's penis. She was telling herself she was with Leander.

Her licking movements became familiar. From the glans to the base, she licked meticulously. The tip of her tongue swept over every inch of him. Pre-ejaculatory fluid seeped from the tip, and she hesitated before taking the glans into her mouth, swallowing it inch by inch.

Liora was pinned and struggled. The object in her throat pressed so hard against her that she could barely breathe. She gripped the arms of her office chair, unable to speak before Dashiell grabbed her long hair, forcing her head onto the desk. He then stood, one hand on the desk for support, holding her head in place, pushing further.

"Oooo..." Liora was in pain.

It felt as though her throat was being pierced.

The back of her head repeatedly struck the desk.

When released, she sat on her knees, coughing and struggling to catch her breath.

Dashiell undid his tie, pulled her up, tied her wrists with the tie, and then positioned her on her back in front of the desk. He pressed her hands above her head onto the desk.

Still coughing, she was pulled up by the waist as Dashiell positioned himself behind her and entered her forcefully.

"Oooh ......"

"Moan for me, say the word!!" He commanded her, still hitting her ass continuously, it became so red as she had no other option but to bear the pain.

"Yes master, oh!! Oooh!"

Liora lay prostrate on the desk, not crying, not begging for mercy, just forcing herself to obey his order, as if undergoing a kind of torture, her conscious mind resisting, her body catering.

He tugged at the collar buttons and pressed her lower back vigorously against the desk, his lower belly slamming ferociously.

The computer screen reflected her miserable appearance at the moment, both hands were forced to clasp and press behind her head, two lines of wet tears hung on her white face, she was biting her lip so hard that her lips had already seen blood, her nose was red, the hot tears encased in her eyes crashed and flew out with the movement of his pumping.

Dashiell's impression of Liora is very faint, women are nothing but beauty and ugliness in his eyes, Liora belongs to the category of beauty, but it is not stunning, it is just that the temperament of her body is cool and gentle, and makes her face present a kind of beauty of age.

Dashiel recalled the first time he met Liora with his younger brother, she was so boring, and wondered what her brother saw in her to wife her, and yet, at the moment, this boring woman was biting his cock to the point of arousal.

Liora didn't know why, but Dashiell was fucking harder and harder.

He thrust violently and violently for dozens of strokes, right up to the point where she came with a shuddering orgasm in her loins and belly, her lust dripping down the centre of her legs to the floor.

Liora gasped for breath, physical tears still in her eyes as she was placed in a kneeling position with Dashiell's arms around her waist, her arms clasped around the back of her neck, her legs bent up in a kneeling position, exposing her fleshy red buttocks.

Dashiell reached for the strap and tied her left leg to the arm of the office chair, the cold strap brushed against her skin and Liora shivered down the back of her spine at the coolness, she took her hand off the back of her head and put it in front of her face to look at it, the tie was tied in a dead knot and her wrists were red from the abrasion and the pain of the fire.

She only had time to blow into her wrists before both arms were yanked open by Dashiell and wrapped around the entire back of the chair.

The position was odd, she was sitting on her knees in the office chair with her arms wrapped around the back, her wrists were tied in a dead knot with her tie while her left leg was still strapped to the armrest with a belt.

Sexing with Leander, he never did that to her.

Liora was in a trance for a moment, images of sex with Leander flashing through her mind, he would kiss her, he would stroke her all over, lick her ear, and say wife, make me a baby.

The images in her mind interrupt, she can't see the man behind her moving, the only thing in her sight is the glass-walled cabinet behind her desk with all the honours Dashiell has won.

-- Award for Most Influential Person in Foreign Trade

--Special Dedication Award for Italian Philanthropy

--Vice President of the Spanish Jewellery and Jade Industry Association

She scanned through them in a single glance, and before she could see the fourth one, his sex plunged in, and her vision suddenly went haywire as the long, thick sex stabbed her to the bottom, and she was so aroused that her scalp went numb, and a muffled grunt was forced out of the back of her throat.

Dashiell pinched her thin waist, pumping and thrusting inside her.

She couldn't move a muscle as her hands were hooped to the back of the chair, her left leg was bound with a belt, and her right leg was held down by Dashiell.

Liora was going crazy as she was being fucked, she bit her lip but still grunted a trilling cry out of her nose.

The phone rang suddenly, Liora's nerves tightened, her pussy contracted violently from the tension, and almost immediately she heard a short low gasp from behind her, followed by a rush of hot liquid pouring into her body.

Dashiell had finally cum.

Dashiell unbuckled the belt.

Liora leaned back in the chair for a full minute before pulling her hands back from the chair's backrest. Her wrists were rubbed purple, and she turned to look at her left leg. Because it was trapped on the armrest, her left leg had a blood mark from being constricted.

Kneeling on her knees was both numb and painful. She carefully stood up, and the semen inside her began to flow down. She quickly sat back in the chair.

Her phone started ringing, she was too weak to even try and grab her handbag to bring out her phone, she had no idea who was calling, maybe her mom was trying to reach her again to talk her out of her marriage with her husband.

Dashiell walked to the sofa and unzipped her bag, "You don't have to get my bag."

"I insist, you are my puppy and I am your master!"

"But!!"

He took out the phone from her bag and saw it was a call from Fiammetta.

"I guess my mother has noticed your absence in the house." He gave an evil impression and her heart started beating, what had she gotten herself into?

"Don't answer it, I beg of you!!" She pleases but Without hesitation, he swipes to answer.

TBC

He places the phone on his ear and Fiammetta speaks immediately thinking the phone was answered by her daughter-in-law."Liora, where are you?"

Learning about Liora's pregnancy, she hired a nutritionist, tonight, for the first time, she didn't stay at the hospital. She went to buy some nutritional supplements and didn't see Liora when she got home. Worried that she might have an accident being less than three months pregnant, she called to ask her whereabouts.

"She is here with me," Dashiell's voice was a bit hoarse. His suit jacket was missing, leaving only a black shirt. He had unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a more prominent Adam's apple than an average man.

He wasn't wearing pants, and his strong and straight legs stood in front of the sofa. His genitalia hadn't completely softened yet.

Having just fucked his sister-in-law, he answered his mother's call and told her that his sister-in-law was with him.

Liora didn't know what the conversation was all about since the phone was on speaker, she didn't know what Fiammetta was asking about.

She just heard him say, "Okay." Then the call ended.

"What did she say?" Liora was startled by her voice when she spoke, her throat felt strained, and her voice was only a whisper.

Dashiell handed her the phone.

With both wrists tied, she couldn't even unlock the phone. She held up her hands, hoping Dashiell would help. But he had already left for the bathroom. She could only place the phone on the sofa, lower her head to unlock it, and then check the call log, she contemplated if she should call her back or not.

She was puzzled over what Dashiell had said, not understanding why he said that, and even less clear about what Fiammetta said on the phone before the call abruptly ended.

But one thing was certain, Fiammetta must not have suspected anything.

She searched around and couldn't find scissors, so she bit the knot open. Her released wrists throbbed with a burning pain. She rubbed her wrists and then her left leg, and it was only then that she noticed the clear five-finger mark on her waist.

Dashiell was more aggressive in bed than Leander, and he lasted a long time. If not for this call, she wondered how much longer he would take to ejaculate.

Liora sat on the sofa, looking down at her belly, praying silently in her heart, hoping to conceive a baby tonight.

A baby with Leander.

However, what Liora doesn't know is that the moment she makes a deal with the devil, her life will take a different destiny.

The floor in front of the office desk, including the chair, was covered with water stains.

Liora gritted her teeth to put on her skirt. She then wiped the floor's moisture with tissue. The lewd smell hit her nose directly, and she couldn't believe she had produced so much fluid.

She tossed the wet tissues into the trash can and turned to see Dashiell, who had somehow come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel around his waist.

She wanted to start a conversation with him but she was speechless, she was so curious to know what he talked about with his mom.

"Our agreement will remain a secret right?" She finally said the question and he gave her a short response saying, "It depends."

He walked straight to the office desk and dialled the intercom, saying, "Come in."

"Is he inviting someone in now? Oh my gosh, this isn't right! What should I do?" She mumbled.

Finlo on the other end of the phone responded immediately, "Yes."

In just three seconds, the office door opened, and Finlo, dressed in a black suit, stood in front of the desk without looking away, awaiting Dashiell's instructions.

"Take her downstairs," Dashiell turned and walked towards the inner room. Catching a glimpse of the water stains on the floor, he softly instructed, "Have this place cleaned up at once ."

"Yes,"

"Mrs Liora, please come with me." Finloa requested politely.

"Okay, lead the way!" she said in an embarrassing tone hoping the ground could just open up and swallow her.

Liora didn't know if Finlo had noticed anything, but she felt so embarrassed that she almost didn't dare to make eye contact with anyone. She couldn't even lift her head in front of the elevator and stared at the ground until Finlo handed her a cup of warm water.

"Have this, it will help."

"Thank you..." She spoke with a hoarse voice.

"You are welcome, kindly wait here, I will be back."

"Okay!" Finlo took his leave and she started feeling guilty thinking of her husband at the hospital, "It's worth it, I am doing it for him."

Finlo brought back a box of throat lozenges and handed one to Liora.

He said nothing but seemed to know everything.

Liora felt as if she had been stripped naked in front of everyone. Thinking that someone would come to clean the office soon, her embarrassment was obvious. She hesitantly took the lozenge from Finlo and popped one into her mouth, relieved to see no gossip or mocking expression from Finlo.

The driver had been waiting in the parking lot. Seeing Liora approach, he quickly got out of the car and opened the back door.

After Liora got in the car, Finlo bent down to hand her a business card: "You can call me if you need anything."

Liora took it and nodded. She didn't think she would need Finlo's help in the future, but she still smiled gratefully at him saying, "Thank you."

"Stay safe.." Finlo added before they drove off.

Fiammetta wasn't home. The nutritional supplements she bought were all placed in the living room. As soon as Liora entered, the new family nutritionist came over to introduce herself, "Hello, Mrs. Liora, I'm Thalassa Vermillion. You can just call me Thalassa."

"Hello," Liora's throat was still sore, but her voice was now audible. She had taken two lozenges in the car, and they seemed to be effective.

Sable, hearing the commotion, also came out to greet her, "Welcome home ma'am, Should we eat now or later?"

"Let's wait a bit. Where's my mother-in-law?" Liora looked around and didn't see Fiammetta, she hoped she didn't find out about what transpired with her elder son.

"Mrs. Fiammetta went to the hospital. She said she's worried about Mr. Leander being alone there and she was also worried about you."

"Okay, thank you for the information." Liora felt relieved to hear this news.

She didn't eat much for dinner. Under the nutritionist's recommendation, she also had a cup of hot milk. Back in her second-floor bedroom, she took a bath and felt weak and sore, even a bit swollen.

When she cleaned herself, she gently touched it, luckily it wasn't very painful.

After finally finishing her bath, she dried herself and her hair. She opened her mouth to look in the mirror and found several cuts on the inside of her lips from biting. She applied medicine and also rubbed some medicinal oil on her wrists.

After tidying up, she returned to bed, feeling too exhausted to keep her eyes open.

Leander's pyjamas were still on the bed. Since his accident, she had been sleeping with it every night, as if she were holding Leander himself. "I miss you so much Leander, I miss you and I am sorry!! Forgive me, I have no choice, please." she cried and slept off in the process.

She slept deeply. The phone rang for the third time before she suddenly woke up, pulling the phone from under her pillow.

It was 5:03 in the morning, and the caller was Dashiell.

Her heart raced for some reason, perhaps due to the sudden wake-up or maybe because it wasn't yet dawn.

"Hello..." She slid to answer, her voice raspy from just waking up.

Dashiell's voice sounded unusually deep in the darkness: "Come over now." He ended the call.

"But bro..." She realised he had ended the call without even letting her speak.

"No no!!" She was almost in tears.

"I haven't even recovered from the last time I encountered him and he wants me already this early, what happened to his consciousness??" She complained on her bed.

"I know I agreed to his terms but I never expected him to request for me this way, I guess it is what it is!!"

She lay on the bed in a daze before realising Dashiell was back and he was next door.

"Oh no, this is too risky, what if I get caught, everything will be ruined and if Leander gets told, all these will be in vain." She rough-handled her hair.

She thought about the first time she entered Dashiell's room, it was on the eve of her marriage to Leander.

Because they were setting up the room, all of Leander's friends and brothers came to help. Some even decorated Dashiell's door. Knowing that Dashiell didn't like others touching his room.

"Sometimes I wonder how I ended up having him as my elder brother and I know he will be so upset if he finds this here." He removed the decorations and entered to check again.

"Have you seen Leander ?" Liora asked a few people, "Missing him already, that's so sweet, well he went into Dashiel's room."

"Oh thank you so much." She thanked them from the depth of her heart.

"You are welcome at any time." She left heading to Dashiel's room and one of them said, "She is such a beauty, Leander has good eyes you know." They continued with their conversations and decorations.

She knocked at the door, "Baby, are you in there??"

"Yes my love, hold!!" He opened the door for her and just like that they were locked in each other arms kissing so deeply.

"Let's stop, what if your brother sees us doing this in his room? You know he is so different from you," she said giggling with all her cheeks red.

"I don't care."

"Come on we have all night and wow, his room is just normal."

"Yup, that's my elder brother for you." He kissed her cheek, she took a proper look at Dashiell's room, It was in cold grey tones. The walls were clean without any decorations or ornaments. On the grey-black desk, there wasn't a single book or pen. On the spacious bed, besides a black velvet blanket, there was only a grey pillow.

The room was large but felt incredibly empty as if no one had ever lived there.

"I agree with you, your brother is weird."

"Told you, he hardly comes around you know, also this place is like a hotel to him, he just uses it for sleeping and that's all, he doesn't even wait for breakfast."

"That's unbelievable!!"

Leander caressed her boobs from behind and kissed her neck slowly as she flowed with the rhythm.

"You know you look extremely hot in your outfit, you don't expect me to just let you go out without me having a taste."

"My baby is so spoiled." She turned around and they engaged in a foreplay before a knock disrupted them.

They laughed so hard because it was indeed fun.

Liora stopped thinking about the last and got off the bed as she headed straight to the bathroom. After washing up, she looked at herself in the mirror, then took off her nightgown and took a shower.

She knew very well what Dashiell's invitation meant at this hour.

She picked out a black halter dress with a V-neck cutout from the closet. She didn't wear anything underneath and walked to Dashiell's room door. Without knocking, she opened it, and the only memory that flooded her thinking was that of her husband. She felt so guilty as she took more steps, the room was dark with no lights on.

As she closed the door, her vision was obstructed, and she couldn't see anything. Hesitating to turn on the light, she heard a snapping sound from the direction of the bed. A sensor night light immediately turned on, casting a warm yellow light from the bedside. On the large grey bed lay a man. He wasn't wearing anything, his naked chest and abdominal muscles were clearly defined, and his legs looked exceptionally long. He lay on his back, and the curve of his Adam's apple was sexy.

However, Liora's attention was on his lower body-a strikingly large erection.

Was it morning arousal?

Liora wasn't sure. Leander usually only got this in the morning at around seven, but it might be different for everyone due to their biological clocks. Perhaps Dashiell usually woke up early, so his morning arousal came earlier.

"You came late, why?"

"Huh!!"

"Are you deaf? Why did you come late? Have you forgotten our agreement?" He said in a dominating voice and she had no other choice but to apologise to him.

"I am sorry Master!!"

"Good puppy, now get the belt over there." He pointed and she obeyed.

"Time for your punishment puppy, get on your knees." she did as instructed and his eyes were as cold as ice.

He smacked her boobs which was a bit painful to her, "Whenever I mention something, be happy like a dog and start barking, so bark bitch!!"

"Woof!! Woof!!! Ruff!!arf!!arf!!!"

He grabbed her hair, it was so painful but she kept barking but not that loud, luckily the house was soundproof but even at that she had to be extra careful.

"Get that apple with your mouth over there and bring it over here."

"Yes, master." She obeyed and got the apple she got whipped from behind, "That's a good doggy." Tears gathered in her eyes.

"Moan for my puppy." He whipped her again and she tried her best to moan despite the pain she had to endure.

He stopped and went back to the bed where he lay, she didn't know what else to do but to stare.

"Done looking?" Dashiell's voice was consistently impatient. He had probably been drinking the night before, and his voice had a slightly hoarse tone, "Come here puppy."

She returned him to the bed and she realised with his look that he lacked sleep, with a hint of irritability between his brows. He slightly furrowed his brows, his pitch-black eyes staring at her, "Take off your clothes and come up, are you that dumb?."

"I am sorry Master!!"

Liora removed her nightgown, carefully avoiding his legs as she climbed onto the bed. Unsure of how long he had been aroused, she was worried he wouldn't have the patience to wait because he already exhibited some painful task

The first thing she did upon getting on the bed was to hold his penis, using both her lips and tongue.

She needed to get it wet quickly.

Otherwise, with his size, she might end up hurting herself.

She half-laid Dashiell's thighs, her hands gripping his long and thick penis. Opening her mouth, she slowly took it in. She tried to imagine it was Leander's penis, and the man in front of her was Leander. As he was stroking her hair, she unintentionally looked up and met Dashiell's gaze.

His eyes were darker than before, narrow and squinted, like a predatory animal eyeing its prey, ready to pounce.

And Liora was that prey.

The moment she averted her eyes, Dashiell pressed down on the back of her head, flipped over from the bed to the floor, and she was still pinned under his pelvis, his penis deep in her throat.

On the bedside table was his new suit. He pulled out the tie and covered her eyes, tying a knot at the back of her head.

Liora's eyes were beautiful, innocent, and gentle. When she reached climax, there was a captivating beauty about her. But Dashiell didn't want to see those eyes. It was as if she was always searching for Leander's shadow on him unfortunately he wasn't Leander.

Liora's eyes were blindfolded and she couldn't see anything, but her senses were infinitely magnified.

The huge thing in her throat seemed to have swelled several times. Dashiell pushed up his hips, and her throat was almost stabbed. The pain made her struggle and move involuntarily, but he grabbed her wrists and pressed them behind her head.

He penetrated deeply and fiercely, in and out very quickly, reaching the bottom with every insertion. Her throat contracted violently because it could not bear the invasion of the giant object. At that moment, he was bitten by her, and he felt extremely comfortable.

Liora couldn't make a sound. She knelt on the bed with her legs in her hands. Dashiell held her head and fucked her very fast.

I don't know how much time passed before Dashiell finally let go of her. Liora knelt on the bed and kept retching and coughing.

She raised her hand to wipe her burning lips. As soon as she wiped her mouth clean, he turned her over and lay on the bed, and her slender waist was lifted into the air by his hot palms.

Dashiell held the wet cock into her vagina and inserted it into the end.

Liora was stabbed so hard that her whole back shivered, she supported her body with both hands and crawled forward. His size was too big, and she couldn't bear it.

However, the next second, Dashiell grabbed her waist with two hands and pulled her back. This time, his cock pushed deeper.

She was shivering violently and wanted to scream and cry loudly, but she was afraid that the maids would hear the noise, so she could only bite the sheets tightly to prevent any sound from coming out.

Liora clenched the bed sheets tightly but still let out a whimper on the verge of collapse.

"Hmph...please, please slow down."

She was shaken and wanted to cry, and every fierce thrust of Dashiell made her scalp numb.

When she climaxed, she cried so hard that her whole body trembled, and her vagina contracted violently. Dashiell groaned and ejaculated deep inside her.

This time he came very quickly.

"Can I go now?"

He smacks her hard saying, "You don't tell me what to do puppy, I am your master and you are my puppy!!"

Before Liora had time to rejoice, she was hugged by his waist and sat on the chair. "I can't do this anymore!!" She said it in her head but couldn't say it out of her mouth as a result of fear.