22.
Amelia's POV
I ruined my plan to escape just by little disobedience. I ruined Alessandro's big day simply because I
couldn't listen to a simple instruction; to simply spread my legs, allow Alessandro fuck me.
I would have been on my way to India right now, I would've escaped from here but I'm still stuck here!
I've put an end to Vesper's hope of meeting her mother. How can we ever run away from here now? Can we ever get the chance again?
"Hah!" I wailed, squeezing the sheets in agony. I regret everything I've done in the last 24 hours ago.
"Sorry, you just sprained your ankle and broke your right knee. You'll get better soon." The nurse assured me before leaving the clinic.
Hell, I know I'll get better soon but can I just recover out of this mansion? I want to leave here!
Alessandro walked into the clinic, his expression quite cold yet gloomy. My eyes met his and when he gave me a scrutinising look, I looked away, crying bitterly.
"I know I should've listened to you." I sniffed, still clutching the bedsheets.
"It's nice to be remorseful now but I'll give you a quick reminder that you can't shift back the hands of time." He said coldly and I nodded in support.
"Yes, I know I can't." If only I could, I would've did that without thinking twice.
"When people prove stubborn towards me, it doesn't end well, amoretto and you're just a little rat that is fond of finding a means to defy my orders." He hissed, his hands on his hips as he tapped his foot on the floor.
"I've learnt my lessons and I'd never try that again. I swear." I sniffed, wiping my tears but they came running down my cheeks again.
"No you're not sorry." Alessandro shook his head. "You'll be so sorry when I'm done with you." He chortled before storming out of the room.
What is he going to do to me now? Please don't add salt to my injury, Alessandro.
I cringed when he came back again.
"Do not skip your medications or you'll be extra sorry for yourself." He said before leaving again.
I wept more. I know he has great plans to punish me. I have failed to give him what he wanted even when I could see clearly that he was horny; even when I could feel his hardness poke my abdomen.
"Oh, Amelia. What have you done to yourself?" Vesper gasped as she rushed towards me. "How did you secure this much injury? What happens to us leaving here?" She tried not to yell and kept checking the door to see if anyone would walk in.
"I'm sorry, Vesper." I apologised, my voice extra soft. "It's my fault and I take full blame for that."
"Argh, you're so annoying." Vesper sassed. "....and I swear I'm leaving here without you. You can just remain here and continue warming the Don's bed. Nonsense!"
I watched her walk away in anger and even though I kept calling her several times, she wouldn't listen or turn back.
I saw a huge figure emerged from the entrance and as Gianni walked in, Vesper suddenly becomes a cringer.
"You fat ass, running away from me?" He yanked her closer, slamming his lips on hers without caution. I could see Vesper struggle with him as his touch was harsh and faraway from gentle.
He broke the kiss and grabbed her hair roughly with one hand, the other hand squeezing her breasts beneath her dress.
I suddenly got horny, seeing Gianni kiss and tease Vesper.
Vesper's eyes held hurt. I know she doesn't want to continue living her life this way but it can't be possible now that I've disrupted her plans on beginning her journey to freedom. But as soon as Gianni slams her over one of the sickbed in the ward, her eyes took a new transformation and are filled with hunger for more of Gianni's dick.
He spilled his orgasm on her face and rubbed it on her chubby cheeks. He grinned. I guess he's enjoying what he's doing to her.
I tried, suppressing the urge to touch myself but soon, I find myself crawling my hand into the hospital gown I was now putting on.
Watching Gianni and Vesper make out just felt like I was watching porn, live.
I was almost sliding my fingers into my clit when I remember Alessandro's rule. "Do not finger yourself, I can only do that to you!" His strict voice resounded in my head and I groaned, quickly letting my fingers out.
Oh hell, what can I do now that I'm hot. I'm just an idiot. I had created a big mess which I haven't cleaned yet and now I'm trying to disobey Alessandro again.
What if he finds out? Wait, he can never find out, would he? I chuckled. It's stupid to think he'll know if I finger fuck myself.
I ignore his order this time— again! I don't know why I love trouble but I can't stop getting hornier too.
Gianni wouldn't stop and I didn't stop getting hot too. I would just tease myself, cum and clean myself up. That way, Alessandro would never know.
"Hmm…" I moaned softly, rubbing my pussy slowly. At least, I can tease myself the way I want. I can just enjoy self pleasure while it lasts.
It's nice rubbing my pussy slowly and gently but I still wanted to do it the way Alessandro does.
Sometimes he starts slowly the way I'm doing right now and other times, he shoves his fingers in me and finger fuck me roughly right from the very start.
I grinned to myself, spreading my legs more widely. Gianni and Vesper were lost in their one world so noone would notice me.
Not even Alessandro if he comes later.
"Ah, ah….hmm." I finger myself roughly. I tried to dip all my fingers in myself but it's hard to do so and it hurts. How the hell does Alessandro do it then?
How does he fuck me with all his fingers and yet my pussy is not slack?
I quickly pretend I wasn't fingering myself when I saw them looking.
"Let's continue in my room." Gianni pulled up his pants and Vesper flashed me a shy look before leaving the room with her dick man.
I thought I would be able to stop teasing myself but to my surprise, I didn't and instead, I continued ramming my pussy harshly and mercilessly with my fingers.
I tried to put all fingers but it's impossible. I have yo and continued fingering myself with three of my fingers and damn it felt so good….
As I did this, I pictured the wet dream I had had that day and my sexcapades with Alessandro. The way he fucks me with his big cock….oh...the way he spills his sperm on my pussy and lick it off again, teasing me with his tongue.
His tongue is no different from a vibrator my heart skips thousands of beats when he does that.
I got carried away and didn't realise when Alessandro walked in. His cologne wafted through my nose and immediately, I opened my eyes, shoving my fingers out immediately.
He pinned me between his hands and gasped when he grasped my chin harshly.
"What the hell are you doing, Amelia!" He yelled and I shook in fear, regretting my actions again. He took my hand, moving my fingers close to his nose.
"I can smell your wetness so well, Amelia. You just fingered yourself even when I've warned against it."
I shook my head quickly, stuttering. "I...I.. didn't do it." I lied.
He moved his hand under my butt and felt the bedsheets. Again, he grazed his palm on my pussy and no doubt I'm wet.
"How dare you deny it when the sheet is soaked and your clit is filled with your orgasm?!"
Oh no, I'm in trouble.