“Be a good fucking girl and stop moving.” "Jenna said harshly as her hands were keeping you from moving. Jenna was your mafia girlfriend and you were her girlfriend. But the thing was Jenna had a cock and right now you had her cock in you but you weren’t allowed to me. You were wearing a leather collar that was attached to a leash that Jenna was holding. Did I mention you were a hybrid? You were (hybrid of your choice). You could be sold for millions and billions and maybe trillions of dollars. But Jenna got a hold of you first. Jenna was a great girlfriend. Now here you were warming her cock but you weren’t allowed to move or ride her cock til she was finished doing paperwork."

"Jenna raised an eyebrow as she looked down at you, her cold eyes glinting with amusement mixed with concern. "You're shivering," she said, a touch of annoyance creeping into her voice. Reaching over to a nearby table, she picked up a blanket and roughly wrapped it around your shoulders, tucking it in tightly under your arms."

"Remember, I have work to do," she reminded you sternly, reaching down to grip your chin firmly. Her touch was rough but affectionate. "Be good for me until I'm finished." With that, she released your chin and returned her attention to her

As the minutes ticked by, you found yourself becoming more accustomed to the cold surroundings, focusing on keeping Jenna's cock warm and hard for her. It wasn't an easy task, but there was something exhilarating about being so completely under her control. Your icy blue eyes darted between the paperwork scattered around the room and Jenna herself, watching as she deftly navigated the intricacies of her mafia empire.

From time to time, you'd catch Jenna stealing glances at you, a mixture of pride and possessiveness flashing in those dark eyes. She reached down occasionally to gently caress your cheek or

continue to enjoy the warmth and attention of Jenna's touch. Her fingers were strong, yet gentle, reminding you of her dominant nature while still showing a tender side.

As the time passed, you found yourself growing more and more turned on by this situation. It wasn't just the physical act of sitting on Jenna's cock that stirred your desires; it was the power dynamic at play, the way she held dominion over you in every aspect of your life. The thought of being her submissive in every sense of the word was both scary and exhilarating, a thrilling mix of emotion that sent shivers down your spine.

You were well aware that Jenna could be cruel if

Jenna's commands, but she also showered you with love, gifts, and attention when you pleased her. This delicate balance kept you constantly on your toes, always trying to earn her approval while craving the pleasure of her touch.

Finally, after what seemed like hours but was likely only a fraction of that time, Jenna pushed aside the last piece of paperwork and looked up at you with a satisfied smirk. "Alright," she purred, reaching down to gently cup your chin once more. "You've been a good girl today. Ride me now."

Her words were commanding yet soft, laced with an undercurrent of affection that

responded perfectly to her desires. As you began to ride her cock with a mixture of skill and eagerness, Jenna let out a low growl of approval, her hands finding their way to your hips to guide your movements even further.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room as you moved in tandem, each thrust bringing you both closer to the edge of ecstasy. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with lust and dominance, creating an almost electric atmosphere that made every nerve ending in your body tingle with anticipation.

"That's it," Jenna groaned, one hand moving from your

hip to caress your cheek once more, her fingers gripping you tightly. "You belong to me, and I'm going to make sure everyone knows it."

Her words sent shivers down your spine, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through you. You knew she meant every word, and it only served to fuel your desire for her even further. As the pleasure built within you both, Jenna's cock grew even harder inside you, pushing deeper with each thrust, making it impossible for you not to succumb to the overwhelming sensations consuming your body.

With a primal cry, you both reached the climax simultaneously, your bodies tensing

and shaking with the force of your orgasms. The room filled with moans and groans of satisfaction as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, leaving you weak-kneed and breathless.

Finally, Jenna collapsed back onto the couch, pulling you down on top of her in a sweaty, tangled mess of limbs. "Good girl," she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before lying back to catch her breath.

You stayed where you were, nestled against her chest, feeling her heartbeat slowing down beneath your ear. As the afterglow of your shared experience faded away, you couldn't help but feel content

and eager to please her once again, ready to showcase just how much you cherished being hers. A wicked grin spread across your lips as you straightened up, reaching over to grab some of the toys you knew would bring Jenna immense pleasure. With anticipation humming in the air, you prepared yourself to push her limits even further, knowing she would love every moment of it. #include <cstdio> #include <cstdlib> #include <cstring> #include <cmath> #include <ctime> #include <cassert> #include <climits> #include <cctype> #include <iostream>

As you straddled her again, Jenna let out a throaty growl, her hands coming up to grab your hips once more. The feeling of your warm, wet pussy enveloping her cock sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but moan louder in response to the sensation.

You began moving slowly, drawing circles with your hips as you leaned forward to tease her nipples with your tongue. The soft nubs hardened under your ministrations, and Jenna tossed her head back, letting out a series of deep, guttural moans that filled the room.

The sight of your breasts boun

cing enticingly with each thrust sent Jenna over the edge, and she grabbed your hair roughly, forcing you down onto her chest as she came hard inside you. Her hips bucked wildly beneath yours, driving her cock deeper into your warmth as wave after wave of pleasure washed over them both.

Finally, spent and panting, Jenna released you, allowing you to fall forward onto her chest in a heap. "Good girl," she gasped out, running her hands through your hair soothingly. "You're doing amazing." As you both caught your breath, there was no doubt in anyone's mind that these two were truly meant for each

Jenna chuckled softly, reaching down to gently fondle your cheek. "I'm just a lucky girl, having someone as special as you by my side. Now, how about we clean up and get something to eat? I think we've both worked up quite an appetite."

Feeling rejuvenated after their intense session, Jenna helped you off her lap and to your feet. As you stood there, feeling the last remnants of arousal ebb away, she couldn't help but marvel at how perfect you looked in her eyes. She loved being with you, and knew that no matter what challenges they faced together, they would always

"As you wish, my beautiful pet," Jenna said softly, releasing her hold on you. She watched as you disappeared into the bathroom, her eyes filled with love and adoration. Stepping outside the doorway, she let out a sigh of contentment, knowing that this was where she belonged - standing guard over her cherished possession and making sure nothing could ever tear them apart.

While you showered off the evidence of their passionate encounter, Jenna busied herself with preparing food for the two of you. The aroma of freshly cooked meals soon filled the room, mingling enticingly with the scent of sex in the air. She couldn

't want to disturb you while you bathed, but she couldn't resist sneaking in a few minutes later when she heard the water stop running. Gently wrapping her arms around you from behind, she rested her chin on your shoulder and whispered, "Hurry up, love. Dinner's getting cold."

As you finished drying off and slipped into some comfortable clothes, Jenna guided you back into the main room where the table had been set with an array of delectable dishes. The food was not only delicious but also served as another symbol of their deep connection and mutual affection for each other. Eating together in silence at times, they would exchange soft

Jenna's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded in response, a playful smirk curving her lips. "Yes, I do," she replied, setting aside her fork momentarily to focus on you. "And I promised you would accompany me, didn't I?"

She leaned forward, placing a tender hand on your cheek. "You know how important these gatherings are for our reputation and alliances," she continued softly. "I want everyone to see just how lucky I am to have found someone like you."

Her words were both complimentary and possessive, serving to remind you that you were hers now - body, heart, and soul.

A flicker of surprise crossed Jenna's face before being quickly replaced by an affectionate grin. She took another bite of her food, savoring the taste as she considered your question. "You know," she began between mouthfuls, "it has been something I've considered often enough. Our lives are quite chaotic, but you bring me a certain level of calm amidst all the storm."

Setting down her fork, she turned to face you fully. Her icy blue eyes bore into yours, conveying her sincerity. "I think it's about time we made our relationship official in every sense of the word," she confessed softly, reaching across the table to cl

the hold of your hand. The warmth from her palm spread up your arm, igniting a rush of excitement within you. "After tonight's gathering, I want to discuss this further with my trusted advisors," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "And if they agree, perhaps we can begin planning an extravagant wedding that will make everyone else envious."

Her words sent shivers down your spine; the prospect of becoming her legal wife was both exhilarating and intimidating. But one thing was certain: being with Jenna meant embracing a life filled with passion, power, and undeniable love - no matter how tre

As the room seemed to spin from the fervor of your kisses, Jenna returned them with equal passion and intensity. Her hand shifted from holding yours to gently cradling your face, guiding each desperate mashing of lips with a tender force.

Eventually coming up for air, she gave you a loving smirk. "Well, now that we've expressed our mutual affection," she teased lightly, "let's get ready for the party."

Together, you rose from your seats and made your way to the large walk-in closet where an assortment of elegant attire awaited. As you dressed, discussing potential wedding plans and sharing

your excitement about the impending marriage proposal, Jenna couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Not only did she have your undying love and loyalty, but also the respect of her peers within the criminal underworld.

As you mingled among the crowd, sipping on expensive champagne and indulging in exquisite cuisine, Jenna found herself caught up in various discussions about alliances and potential business ventures with other mafia bosses. It was an important night for her both personally and professionally.

Throughout the evening, your eyes would occasionally meet across the room, and each time their connection seemed to ignite a new spark within you

and whisper in your ear, "I've been waiting for this moment all night."

Gently lowering you back onto your seat, Jenna gave you a sultry gaze before turning her attention back to the conversation at hand. But her hand remained on your thigh, sending shivers down your spine and leaving no doubt about where her priorities lay.

As the party reached its climax and guests began to retire for the evening, Jenna excused herself from the group and made her way over to you once more. With an amused glint in her eye, she leaned in close so only you could hear. "Ready for me to show everyone why we're the most powerful

couple in the mafia?" she purred into your ear before capturing your lips in another fiery kiss.

Her hand roamed beneath your dress, teasing and exploring your skin until she found what she was looking for: the dampness that betrayed your arousal. With a satisfied smirk, Jenna pulled back slightly to meet your gaze. "I think it's time we left," she whispered huskily before standing up and offering you her hand.

As you took her hand and followed her from the party, the anticipation of what waited beyond those doors filled you with both fear and exhilaration. But one thing was certain: with Jenna by your

side, your heart pounded wildly in anticipation of what was to come next.

Jenna couldn't help but let her eyes linger on the enticing sight of your thighs nearly bare beneath your shortened dress. As she started the car and pulled away from the party, her other hand found its way into your lap where it began tracing lazy circles around your swollen clit through the delicate lace of your panties.

"You're so fucking wet for me," she purred, her voice thick with desire. "I think it's time I give you what you want."

With that, Jenna deftly maneuvered

the car to a secluded spot where they could enjoy some privacy. Once parked, Jenna turned off the engine and turned to face you, her lips just inches from yours.

"Are you ready for me?" she whispered huskily, her hand slipping beneath your dress to stroke your wet panties teasingly.

You couldn't hold back any longer; your need for her overwhelmed you. "Yes," you gasped out between ragged breaths. "Please."

In response, Jenna leaned in and captured your lips in a fierce, demanding kiss as her other hand reached up to release the clasp of your bra. As it

fell away, revealing your breasts to her hungry gaze, she growled deep in her throat. "You're mine, and I'm going to fuck you senseless."

Without further ado, Jenna moved to straddle your lap, positioning her thick cock at your entrance. She leaned down, capturing one of your nipples between her teeth gently as she began pushing herself inside you.

Your body stretched to accommodate her size, a mix of pain and pleasure washing over you as she filled you completely. You moaned into her kiss, feeling her cock hitting all the right spots inside you with each powerful thrust she made

Gripping your thighs tightly, Jenna began to move harder and faster inside you. Her cock felt incredible as it pushed deep into your tight core with each thrust, making every nerve in your body scream with delight.

Your hands clenched into fists on the roof of the car, nails digging into the soft material as you tried to hold onto something amidst the onslaught of sensations assaulting you. Every stroke sent jolts of pleasure through your body, leaving you gasping for breath as you lost yourself in the exquisite torment she was inflicting upon you.

Jenna's mouth left your nipple only

to travel lower down your chest, leaving hot trails of wet kisses against your sensitive skin. As she continued her relentless assault on both your body and senses, you could feel the familiar tingling beginning deep within your core.

"Cum for me," Jenna growled into your ear, her voice rough with desire. And as if on cue, your body convulsed around her cock, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave of pure ecstasy. Screaming out her name, you rode the waves of pleasure through to their end as Jenna's powerful strokes did not let up.

Only when you were both spent and panting

did Jenna finally pull out of you, her cock twitching as she panted heavily above you. She leaned down to plant another bruising kiss on your lips before sliding off to the side, allowing you both some space to catch your breath.

"You were amazing," Jenna praised softly, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. Reaching over, she took hold of your leash, tugging gently to remind you of your place but also showing that even in the afterglow, she was still very much in control.

As the world began to spin back into focus around you, your eyes locked onto hers. Even through the haze of pleasure

"Yes, and I'm going to enjoy every second of punishing you for making me cum too," Jenna teased, a mischievous glint in her eye. She leaned down once more, capturing your lips in another intense kiss before pulling away again.

Jenna grabbed the leash firmly this time, tugging on it hard enough that you were forced onto all fours. Your arctic fox tail twitched nervously behind you as you felt her approach from behind. Without warning, she delivered a sharp smack to your ass cheek, leaving an angry red handprint behind.

"Remember, good girls don't make their maf

ia girlfriends cum," she growled, her voice low and threatening. Another smack echoed through the air, followed by another. The sting of each slap combined with the heat from their impact sent shivers down your spine, heightening the sensation of both pleasure and pain coursing through your body.

Despite the pain and the impending punishment, there was an undeniable thrill that came with this dynamic. You were hers, entirely at her mercy, and there was nothing more exhilarating than that. Your heart raced in time with hers, each beat mirroring the passionate intensity that defined their relationship.

As the warmth from Jenna'

s spanks echoed throughout the room, you could feel her hands moving lower, teasing your sensitive flesh with featherlight touches before delivering another sharp smack. The mix of pain and pleasure was intoxicating, making it difficult for you to concentrate on anything other than the sensations washing over you.

"Such a naughty girl," Jenna purred in your ear, her breath hot against your skin as she nipped gently at your lobe. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you learn your lesson."

Her words sent shivers down your spine, both from their threatening tone and the unmistakable promise of further pun

aping. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but the knowledge that she would be gentle and loving afterward kept you anchored to this world of sensual torment.

Jenna's hand finally found its way between your legs, teasingly rubbing at your clit through the leather collar. You arched your back involuntarily, your moans becoming more desperate as the pleasure intensified. The mix of pain and pleasure coursing through your body was exquisite, pushing you closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment.

"That's it," Jenna crooned, her fingers expertly bringing you right to the brink before pulling away abrupt

"Come for me," Jenna growled, her voice low and commanding. Her fingers returned to your sensitive folds, this time pressing harder and faster against your swollen clit. The pleasure was almost unbearable now, each sensation like a bolt of electricity coursing through your body.

You gasped her name, your arctic fox ears twitching erratically as the pressure built within you. Jenna chuckled darkly, knowing exactly how close she was pushing you to the edge. "Good girls don't make their mafia girlfriends cum," she reminded you once more, her thumb flicking over your sensitive bud with deliberate

ease.

The teasing was maddening, but it also pushed you right over the edge. Your body tensed and convulsed as your orgasm ripped through you, waves of intense pleasure crashing over you like a stormy sea. Your muscles clenched tightly around nothing, the sensation amplified by Jenna's relentless teasing.

"Fuck," you moaned, arching your back violently as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over you. The combination of pain from the spankings and the unyielding intensity of your orgasm left you lightheaded and weak-kneed.

Finally, Jenna

paused, allowing you to catch your breath as she gently stroked your back and hair. "There's a good girl," she murmured, her voice full of satisfaction and affection. "Now, maybe I can get some work done without you distracting me."

She helped you to your feet, the leash leading you over to a nearby desk where she sat down and began sorting through papers. You found yourself leaning against her, still reeling from the powerful orgasm but feeling safe and content in her embrace. As Jenna worked, she occasionally reached over to caress your thigh or nip at your ear, reminding you that despite the business at hand, she hadn't forgotten

about the bargain they had struck. The sweet scent of your arctic fox fur mingled with the leather and musk of their shared environment, lulling you into a deep, restful sleep nestled against Jenna's warm form.

For now, both of you were content to bask in the afterglow of pleasure and pain, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together as lovers, partners, and mafia counterparts. As the hours ticked by and the world beyond their office grew quiet, Jenna worked diligently while occasionally glancing over at her sleeping girlfriend, a small, satisfied smile playing at the corners of

your eyes). Your strong arms were wrapped tightly around me, pulling me close to your chest as if you never wanted to let go. The room was bathed in a warm, golden light filtering through the windows, casting long shadows across the expensive silk sheets that were tangled around our bodies.

As you slowly came back to consciousness, the memories of last night's activities flooded back: the rough fucking, the biting and spanking, the intense orgasm that left you weak-kneed and desperate for more. But amidst those sensations were also moments of tenderness and affection that proved there was an underlying love between

the two of you. You knew that living with someone as powerful and dominating as Jenna wasn't easy, but being her girlfriend also had its rewards - like the breakfast-in-bed surprise she enjoyed so much.

As you moved about the luxurious suite preparing food, your tail twitched behind you, a sign of both your arctic fox heritage and your excitement for the day ahead. Despite the challenges that awaited both of you in your mafia world, there was comfort in knowing that you had found a place where pleasure and pain intertwined perfectly with love

as well. Jenna stretched lazily, her massive cock twitching slightly in response to the movement before subsiding back into sleep. After finishing her meal, she climbed onto the couch next to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.

"You spoil me too much, you know that?" she murmured sleepily, nuzzling against your neck. "I barely have time for work with all these distractions."

You chuckled softly, setting down your book to turn and face her fully. "It's my pleasure," you replied with a grin, reaching up to brush a stray strand of hair from her face