The Mafia's Request: His Babydoll

Scarlett's POV

Another day to fulfill my duties as a good girlfriend, a very prompt and hardworking baker and a very good girl. Ooh the frustration of pretending to be who you are not!!!!!

I love Mike and he knows it but I had to make sure my desires are met. I am not the type of girl to lay down and have a man be on me like an old hag. "Missionary style" was for grandparents, but it seemed to be Mike's favorite position in bed. I love to explore, I want to know your weakness a s use it to make you moan. I like to hit your G spot, moan my name loudly and make you cum all over me but that was just in my dreams.

I have struggled to keep up the appearance of being a good girl. I was lonely inside and I sought ways to make Mike understand but it was useless . Even on his best days, Mike would simply "spoon" with me and after a few thrust he would cum, then roll off me like a log of wood. I tried to spice things up but he said I was extra.

I had even begged him to fuck me with my dildo just to get that satisfaction I craved but Mike refused, saying he is enough for me.

I swallowed my frustration and secretly became addicted to porn. When I was alone or stayed back late at the bakery, I would lock myself and stream my best porn while I finger fuck myself and using my vibrator to unleash my inner desires.

Once my pussy was dripping and I could feel the pressure building up inside of me, I used my large size dildo to finish up the job. I would moan and roll my eyes inwardly as I climaxed. This was my guilty pleasure but I couldn't help it.

It was early in the morning and the rain was pouring down heavily. I needed to deliver the ten batches of baked rainbow cookies Mr Hart ordered for his daughter's birthday but I was stuck.

I could not drive under the rain and Mike was already at work.

I placed a call to Mr. Hart, told him about the little delay and he said I shouldn't worry he would come get it himself.

I was shocked but glad at the same time, I did not like to disappoint my clients.

I went back to my bed to binge watch my favorite show on Netflix and sip a hot cup of coffee to keep myself warm.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door, I quickly got up to answer. I looked through the security spot and it was Mr. Hart.

I opened the door and ushered him in.

Am very sorry for the inconvenience sir, the weather is not smiling on me today.

I headed straight to the kitchen to get his order, as I returned back into the sitting room, he had already taken off his shirt, it was soaked and he needed to dry it.

I dropped the order and offered to help him, I brought out a dry towel and mopped his body. As my hands slid through his chest, I imagined myself sucking his nipples and moaning in his ear.

My hands traveled down to his waist, I dried the water on his back and I let out a moan.

He looked at me surprised, everyone knew I was a simple girl and expected me to be very modest.

I offered to give him dry sweatpants and a T-shirt so he would not feel cold. He accepted and I went back into my room to grab some of Mike's clothes he left over at my place. I handed the clothes to Mr. Hart.

I turned around to give him the privacy he required but my eyes would not hold still.

I turned around and my eyes caught his dick. It was moderate probably from the cold or the fact that he was not into me or so I thought. Until our eyes locked and I saw desire in his eyes, I moved closer and touched his dick, like a lightning bolt struck him, he erected and before my reasonings could stop Me from doing something stupid, our lips were already joined together. I kissed him with the urge inside of me and he reciprocated back.

He probably had issues of his own because the way he ravaged my pussy as soon as I pushed him to the chair and straddled him was questionable.

No words were said, only loud moans and groanings filled my sitting room. He pulled away From me and spanked my ass.

Ooh you naughty girl, I never tagged you for the one night stand type.

His words made no sense to me as I arched myself in front of him and he rammed into my pussy one more time. He thrust in harder and faster this time, reaching for that satisfaction that Mike never gave me. I was going crazy, pressure building up and I could feel my climax coming forth before we heard a loud ringtone of Nelly's song "Am coming home" playing from his phone.

He quickly pushed me away and headed towards his phone on the table.

Hello honey, I am on my way. I stopped to get gas.

He blew a kiss into the phone and hung up on the call.

He reached for his clothes on the floor and wore them, it was not so wet anymore.

He carried the box of cookies, thanked me and headed out.

I was speechless but halfway satisfied.

The rain has reduced, it was only drizzling now and I laid on my bed wondering if I could ever get climax without the help of my dildo?

Whatever it is that Mr. Hart was passing through is not a good deal for a married man, he was either sex starved or a promiscuous husband. I could care less, I loved how he was spontaneous and hit me hard until we were abruptly cut short.

At some point I felt guilty but a girl's gotta do what would make her happy even if it meant cheating a tiny bit..

I sat back on my bed and dozed off, tomorrow would be a better day. I told myself, my order from the palace was top priority. Secondly, I had to find a way to end my relationship with Mike.

Mr Hart has shown me that there is more out there and am definitely going to get it.

Scarlett's POV

Sound of Scarlett's phone ringing

Please Mike come pick me up later in the day, I am exhausted and need to have a relaxing evening at the spa.

OK Scar, I will be there immediately. I will round up what's on my desk and meet you by 5pm Mike said, hanging up the call.

My shoulders are tense, my hands feeble and my legs stiff to the ground from baking the last batch of the order the palace sent for the royal ball ahead.

Immediately we are through with the spa session, I would tell Mike we need to take a little break. Probably test the waters and see what we can find...

I am glad I was recommended to the palace by Mike who is the chief security officer in the there. He recommended me for my hardwork and promptness but the stress almost drained the life out of me. I baked two hundred batches of ginger bread and a hundred chocolate cakes for the dinner party.

I needed to unwind and relax, what better way to do that than to spend my evening in my favorite spot?

The spa was a 1hr drive from my bakery, they had the best masseuse in town . One touch from the Asian guy who always took my stress away sends me to climax. He gently applies his lotion made of essential body oils and healing herbs. It smelled like lavender and roses put together.

He would often play the Armenian harps or mating sounds of dolphins.

He knew how to tick all the right boxes and relax every goddamn nerve on my body.

Mike never enjoys the sessions, he says I moan better in the spa than when he makes love to me.

Why wont I? Mike is a two minute guy, never exploring . Always the conventional kiss and fuck kind of guy.

I craved for more, I wanted to enjoy every bit of him, kissing my clit, stroking my pussy and gently wiping my ass. I wanted him to choke me while riding me from behind but he was not just into it.

I sealed my fate but hoped for a better sexual experience . The spa and a couple of pornographic videos would obviously do the magic of making me climax, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

Mike is my boyfriend, we have been together for three years now and he is just the type of guy you want as the father of your kids. He is homely, responsible and financially capable. But he is not the type of guy to touch your G-spot. He barely knows if I climax or not.

A few hours later, I heard a honk outside my bakery, I peeped through the window, it was Mike in his black SUV, putting on a five piece suit. He had a cheerful smile as ever. I smiled and told the girls at the bakery to lock up once they were through cleaning up.

I walked to the car and Mike dropped from the drivers side, gave me a warm hug and placed a peck on my cheek. I blushed a little, he opened the door for me and I entered the car. He quickly walked to his side and we drove away.

He had stories of what transpired in the Palace to tell but I was more interested in my Asian guy and his magic hands. I just nodded my head and smiled wearily to all he said as he drove speedily.

When we got there, it was filled. Ladies waiting in line and men waiting to pick up their ladies.

We can come back another time Scar, this queue is way too long for us to wait.

Say no more Mike, I already booked an appointment for us. I saw the look of disappointment on his face but I could care less. I walked to the receptionist and showed her my card. She asked me to follow her, that my spot was ready.

I turned back and called out to Mike but he said I should go on, he will take a pass today. He would be outside waiting for me in his car. Before he could finish up his sentence, I had already walked away from him.

I saw my Asian guy from a distance, he was putting on black pants and a maroon shirt. Three buttons loosed exposing his broad shoulders, his sleeves folded to his elbow. I bit my upper lips, and I felt my nipples tightened.

He smiled delightfully and ushered me into the room. The table was set, I took off my jeans and crop top and flung myself on the table.

He turned on the music and started applying his lotions on my back..

As his hands glided through each spot, he sent shivers down my spine.

I had watched porn where the massuess ends up fucking his client and hoped for such adventures but it was far fetched.

He massaged my shoulders down to my waist and I let out a little moan. That's the spot dear, go down a bit. He giggled and did his magic on me. An hour felt like a few minutes as I did not want my session to come to an end.

When he was through, I was halfway to climax. I knew a little porn would bring out the wetness and eventually allow me cum.

I stood up, gave him a little tip and wore my clothes.

I went out joyfully, feeling like a woman who was half satisfied. I knocked on the glass of the window of Mike's SUV and Mike was startled.

Ooh crab Scar, you scared me.

He was watching a movie on Netflix. "Stranger things" I laughed and jumped into the car.

Take me home Mike, I have a few details to go over concerning my supply.

He ignited the car and drove off.

Halfway through, Mike slowed down and asked if I would love to spend the night with him?

No way, I needed to climax and he cannot give me that. Thoughts of hot blonde chicks riding their boss and BDSM porns flashed across my mind, I had to get home fast and suit myself.

Sorry Mike, I have to stop by the bakery and tidy up some orders before heading home, I just remembered I had a delivery first thing tomorrow.

He looked disappointed but one thing was certain: I don't joke with my job and he knew that. I Am not called the queen of cake for nothing's sake.

He dropped me off at the bakery and I asked him to go home, I would find my way home after I was done.

I watched as he drove away, and I walked into my bakery. I unlocked the doors, switched on the bulbs and went into my office.

I quickly brought out my phone, went directly to my favorite site and in no time the blonde lady was sucking her boss's huge dick.

I giggled in excitement and brought out my purple dildo from my drawer. I had one at home and one in the office in case of emergencies like this.

I pushed my chair backwards, slided my fingers into my pants and stroked my clits gently.

I watched the blonde straddle her boss and fingered myself, licking off the sweetness from my pussy.

I held my dildo, stuck it into my pussy. In and out it went, giving that feeling of ecstasy and satisfaction I craved. I moaned and rolled my eyes in satisfaction, this is it, I was getting there, I could feel the pressure build up and I was about to cum as I glued my eyes to the phone watching the blonde moan as her boss rammed his dick into her ass hardly.

A few more thrust into my pussy and I heard a loud bang on the door. I slowed down a bit to grasp what was going on outside, my dildo was inside my pussy and my ear attentive to the noise I just heard.

I heard another loud bang and this time, I flew up from my table and before I could bolt my office door, three armed and masked men barged inside.

Shocked and terrified, my legs stayed glued to the ground. Who are you? I screamed out.

Scarlett's POV

I was dragged outside, my dildo fell to the ground with my phone on the table. One of the men carried my dildo and my phone when we got outside, he handed them over to the man sitting in the car.

What do we have here? He asked smiling terribly

We caught her jerking off boss, one of the armed men answered. He looked at the blonde on my phone licking the cum on her face. He sniffed the tip of the dildo and he giggled. He asked them to bring out the transgressor from the trunk of his car.

I widened my eyes in shock as I saw Julian flung on the floor. What is going on?

Before I could ask another rhetorical question, one of the armed men kicked him so hard in his tummy. I rushed towards Julian to stop the armed man from further hurting him but the other two men held me up and held me down. I watched as they hit him and rolled him over on the floor.

I shouted and pleaded with them but to no avail. Please let my brother go kind sir and I will do anything you want.

I was desperate, I could no longer watch him suffer. We were just two and our parents would not be able to bear the pain if something happened to either of us.

The man in the car dropped down, and for a brief moment there everything froze.

Who the hell is this? He was tall, had broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline. His voice was husky, his presence commanded attention and I couldn't help but imagine being under him.

I looked down at him, he had long legs and his pants were tight hugging his crotch in a very catchy manner. I swallowed down and for a second there I wouldn't mind having him ride my ass like the blonde chick.

He walked towards me, my both hands held apart by his men, he lifted my chin up and asked me again

You would do anything to free your brother?

The smell of his oakwood perfume filled me up, I had to gasp for air.

Yes sir, I will do anything you want.

Please let Julian go

A devilish smile formed on his face, he told his men to take me away.

I was thrown into the van, my hands and feet tied.

The driver sped off leaving the sight of the irresistible mean man fading away as he zoomed off.

We got to a very big mansion, the metal gate was automated, as soon as we arrived, it opened and we drove in. In the middle of the mansion was a very large water pond. Geese swam inside the pond and there were ostriches in the garden. The flowers were decorated white, red and blue patterns, it was a sight to behold. I looked in amazement as we drove further into the mansion. Everything felt like a modern "pimp my crib" mansion.

The van stopped and the men jumped down, they opened the back and dragged me outside. One of the men carried me on his back and we entered the sitting room.

The air was moist and cold, I looked up and I saw a very sparkly chandelier hung in the middle of the sitting room. It was shaped like an eagle, the furniture was a black leather, from the looks it was made in Germany.

He took me upstairs, each room had an armed man guiding the entrance. When we got to the last room on the right, the armed man outside the room, unlocked the automated door with some key codes and we entered inside. He dropped me down and cut out the ropes used to tie my legs and hands.

Where am I? And who are you? I asked as he headed towards the door. He turned back and said, you will find out soon enough.

The room was very beautiful, it was painted in two shades of pink. Onion pink at the top and fuchsia pink in the bottom part.

I looked around and I found a large closet, I opened it and there were rolls of fashionable gowns and tops hung inside. I pulled out the drawers and I found pants, jeans and short skirts.

I slid the bathroom door, the tap was shaped like an Eagle and the bathtub was so large, two people could bath inside together.

I went back into the room and sat on the bed. The mattress was so soft, it felt like the feathers of a thousand swans put together.

I laid my back down and before I knew it, I was drifting away.

I could not help but imagine the face of the mean man in the car. He was a sight to behold, his voice resounded in my head and I felt a tingling sensation between my legs.

I heard a bang on my door repeatedly as I jerked up from my sleep. I rushed to the door and asked who was there? Not that they needed my permission to enter anyway, the keycode was with them.

The door opened and a very beautiful lady appeared before me.

The boss demands your attention now ma'am she said as she went away.

I watched her disappear as she went down the hallway.

How can I find the boss? I asked the guard outside my room.

The first room on the 5th floor is his pleasure room, you will find him there.

I thanked him and found my way into the elevator.

When I arrived, I went straight ahead and in a little while, I arrived at the room. There were four armed men there. I asked to see the boss, they asked if he was expecting me and I said yes.

The door was opened and I went inside.

The room was big, inside was a king-size bed with a lady laying down. Her hands were tied to the edges of the bed and she was blindfolded. The gray and black paint of the room complemented her long blonde hair. I went further into the room and saw the boss sitting on a chair with a big cigar puffing out rings of smoke on his hands.

You called for me, I said nonchalantly

"Sit" he ordered and immediately I dashed to the chair in front of me.

I sat like a lost dog, my hands between my legs and my head bent down.

Suddenly one lady entered the room, putting on a G string and a lace bra. She looked beautiful and attractive with a curvy shape. She smiled at me and walked towards the lady on the bed. She told her to open her mouth and she inserted a little pill on her tongue.

She also put the pill in her mouth and walked towards the boss.

He was wearing a white pant and a white singlet. His shoulders were broad and he had the tattoo of an eagle at the top of his arm.

His thighs were large and the bulge in-between was mouth watering.

She knelt down before him and walked her hands from his thigh to his crotch. She pulled down his pants and his erection sprung free .

I widened my eyes in shock, I had seen men in all their glory but none can be compared to the thick and wide monstrosity before me.

I stood up and headed for the door, probably returning later, when he was less busy. Only for his husky voice to send echoes across the room

Sit down baby doll, I want you to watch me.

My legs froze but after a little while I struggled to find my way back to my chair.

Why does he keep calling me "baby doll"? And why do I have to watch if I don't get to take part in all the fun and excitement?