One Night Mistake… Now I Carry the Mafia Heir

Chapter 192/The Absolute Tyranny of My Sadism

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Chapter 192: 192/The Absolute Tyranny of My Sadism

Chapter 192

Stephanie’s point of view

Professor Thorne’s towering, massive frame relaxed its heavy bulk over me for a few fleeting seconds, his ragged breaths as hot as burning embers against my neck, which was soaked with sweat and tears. His thick dick remained deeply embedded within my core, throbbing heavily as his warm release completely filled my exhausted depth.

I felt my breath returning to me with agonizing difficulty, as if my very soul had been suspended between life and death beneath his hands. My entire body shivered continuously from the sheer physical shock and the violent rupture of my virginity that had just overtaken my entire being.

He slowly pushed his upper body up, withdrawing his manhood with a smooth, callous pull. The sudden retreat allowed the hot mixture of pre-cum, his thick cum, and my warm virgin blood to spill explicitly onto the dark silk sheets. He didn’t utter a single word. Instead, he turned toward the leather bag with an insufferable, overwhelming composure.

He extracted a small metal key, then advanced toward my bound wrists and ankles at the four corners of the bed, unlocking the cuffs with steady, dominant movements.

The moment my limbs were freed, I instinctively curled into myself, retreating into the far corner of the bed. I clamped my burning, aching thighs tightly against my chest, bitter tears continuing to stream silently down my cheeks. With hysterically trembling fingers, I touched my throat and my stomach, feeling the raised, fiery welts left by the whip and the iron clamps the angry red brands standing out sharply against my pale skin as permanent proof of his absolute conquest over my innocence.

He walked with heavy, indifferent steps toward the bathroom, returning a few minutes later holding a white towel soaked in warm water. He stepped up to the edge of the bed where I lay curled up. Without asking for permission or showing an ounce of pity, his large hand shot out, clamping around my ankle to forcefully pry my thighs wide open despite the painful contraction of my muscles and my muffled whined protests. He leaned down and began to wipe away the sticky virgin blood smeared across my thighs and the entrance of my pussy. His touch was rough, detached, and entirely devoid of affection, yet it dripped with a cold, sadistic satisfaction.

"Look at me, Stephanie," he commanded, his deep, resonant baritone shattering what little remained of my defenses.

I lifted my tear-filled, dazed eyes until they locked with his piercing blue gaze, which burned with an absolute, towering pride. He carelessly tossed the blood-stained towel aside, keeping his eyes anchored firmly onto mine.

"Tonight, I took your virginity on my terms and in my way, after your own tongue begged for this pain," he murmured, his face inches from mine, his hot breath fanning my wet cheeks. "From this moment on, wherever you go, and whichever hallway of the academy you step into..." He paused, his large hand gripping my jaw with a firm, bruising pressure that anchored me to the mattress. "...you will remember that this body completely knelt and shattered beneath the authority of Professor Thorne. You belong to me, and our lesson in absolute obedience will continue without end."

My breath froze in my chest as those harsh words pierced through me, striking the deepest corners of my heart with a burning terror far more agonizing than the lashes of the whip itself. I stared helplessly at his broad back as he calmly buttoned his black shirt with absolute, cold blood. A lethal, existential panic consumed my soul at the thought that everything might simply end here that he would treat me as nothing more than a passing student whom he had taught a lesson in compliance, only to callously cast her aside without a second thought.

Despite the visceral dread vibrating through my limbs, and despite the burning, raw ache radiating from the narrow depth of my pussy, which had been stretched and bruised by his monstrous proportions, a sudden, maddening truth crystallized in my mind. I couldn’t walk away from him. I couldn’t endure a return to the hollow, empty reality of my past life without his frozen, absolute dominance enslaving me completely.

With a ragged, desperate gasp, I blindly tossed the silk sheets aside, exposing my naked, flushed body marked by his cruel brands. I began to scramble across the dark mattress, my limbs shaking hysterically as I moved toward the edge of the bed where he stood in his towering power. The warm mixture of his thick release and my virgin blood was still seeping slowly between my thighs, leaving a deep crimson trail against the dark silk as I moved through the sharp, physical pain to reach him.

I slid off the mattress, letting my bare knees drop heavily onto the ice-cold floor right beside his boots. Reaching out with trembling, desperate hands, I locked my fingers tightly around the hem of his black shirt in total submission. I buried my crying, ruined face against his knee, my body racked by hot, suffocating sobs that soaked straight through the fabric against his skin.

"P-Professor... Alexander... please don’t speak with such detached cruelty," I choked out, my voice breaking under the weight of my tears. "I... I am not afraid of your tools half as much as I am terrified of your absence and your indifference. I never want to leave your world, regardless of how much this agony burns."

I forced my pale, tear-stained face upward with an aching effort, my eyes seeking the absolute depths of his frozen blue gaze. He looked down at my broken, kneeling form with stone-cold, unreadable features. I swallowed dryly, delivering a suicidal confession that systematically shattered whatever remained of my pride.

"I love you... I love you with all of your violence, your cruelty, and the sadism that breaks me apart," I whispered, my voice a ragged thread. "My body and my soul already belong completely to your authority, so please... do not abandon me to this torment alone. Take me however you wish, but do not cast me away from you."

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