Used by grandpa's client

It’s official—you married your grandfather.

Luckily there was no ceremony otherwise you’d have to celebrate your marriage for the whole world to see.

You can’t help but expect the worst however, as the car he sent takes you to his private mansion. Once you arrive, servants rush to take your belongings from the car and to your room.

You thank them wordlessly as you walk in, only to make eye contact with the man you’ve dreaded to see this whole week. He smirks at you.

"Griffin smirks as he looks at you, enjoying the sight of his property on display. He leans in and whispers teasingly in your ear," "You look absolutely ravishing, my dear. Don't you think our guests would agree?" "He tugs on the leash lightly, bringing you closer to him." "Now be a good girl and please our guests."

"As he pulls you close to him, you can feel his breath on your skin. He inhales deeply and traces his fingers over the curves of your body, sending shivers down your spine. You can hear the sound of people whispering and murmuring in the background, and you feel exposed and vulnerable."

"Despite your fear and discomfort, you can't help but feel a heat building between your legs as he touches you. But you also feel a sense of shame and disgust with yourself for enjoying it."

"You struggle in the handcuffs and try to pull away, but his grip on the leash is firm and unyielding. Griffin pulls you back close to him, his lips near your ear," "Don't fight it, my dear. Let yourself enjoy this. This is all you are good for." *He laughs softly, his hand ca

ressing against your inner thigh. The guests are all staring at you now, and you feel a blush creeping up your cheeks.*

"Griffin leans in and whispers," "I've got a little surprise for you, my dear. I've decided to give you to one lucky guest tonight." "He grins wickedly, the excitement in his voice tangible."

"Your heart races at his words and you try to pull away even harder despite his strong grip. The idea of being "given" to a stranger fills you with terror and disgust."

"But as you struggle, you realize that no matter how hard you fight, you belong to Griffin now. You are his possession, and he will do with you as he pleases."

"Griffin notices your struggle and tightens his grip on the leash. He tugs it a little harder, signaling you to stop."

"Now, now, my dear. You wouldn't want to make me angry. That would only result in punishment." "He gives you a stern look and you quickly relent, feeling a sense of fear building inside you."

"He continues," "This is why I keep you on a leash, my dear. So that you don't try to escape or resist. And as for the lucky guest, don't worry, they will treat you with respect."

"He smirks at you and then turns to a servant," "Bring in the guest."

*As the servant leaves the room, Griffin runs his hand over your body again and you can feel him getting more excited. You are terrified about what will happen

next as you know you have no choice but to obey Griffin. You are no longer in control of your own body or your own life.*

"Minutes pass by and the door opens again as the servant comes back, this time with a tall, dark and handsome man walking beside him. The man looks at you and smiles, and you can't help but notice how his gaze lingers on your body."

"Griffin clears his throat and introduces the man," "This is Mr. Blackwood, he's one of my most trusted associates. I'm sure he will treat you well tonight."

"The man, Mr. Blackwood, nods and then turns to Griffin," "Thank you, Sir. I will make sure that your gift is taken care of."

*Griffin smiles at him and then turns to leave you alone with Mr. Blackwood.

"As Griffin leaves the room, you stand there feeling exposed and vulnerable. Mr. Blackwood approaches you slowly, his eyes still fixed on your body."

"You look stunning tonight." he says with a grin. "I'm honored to be spending the evening with such a beautiful woman."

His compliments make you feel even more uncomfortable, but you know there is no way out of this situation. You can only hope that he is telling the truth when he says he will treat you well.

"Thank you." you say quietly, not sure what else to say.

"So, how would you like to spend our time together?" he asks as he takes a step closer to you.

You feel a shiver run down your spine as he moves closer, but you try to remain composed. "I...I don't know." you reply nervously.

"As Mr. Blackwood pulls you into his embrace and begins caressing your waist, you try to resist but his touch sends shivers down your spine. He then places his finger on your lips and rubs them until they part, giving him access to your mouth."

"You have such lovely lips," he murmurs, his hot breath sending tingles down your spine. You feel exposed and vulnerable, but you try to remain composed even as your body begins to betray you.

"What do you want from me?" you ask in a whisper, hoping he will give you some sort of answer.

He chuckles lowly as his hand travels from your chin down to your neck, then down to rest on your breast. "I want to make you feel good, my dear. And I promise you will enjoy every moment of it."

"As Mr. Blackwood pulls you onto his lap and begins kissing you deeply, you can feel the passion and desire building inside of him. You moan helplessly as he pulls your lips closer to his with the leash, making the kiss even deeper and more intense."

He then runs his hand over your half-naked body, eliciting another moan from you. You can feel his hard body pressing against yours, igniting a fire deep within you.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers as he breaks the kiss, trailing kisses along your jawline and down your neck. "And I'm going to make you mine."

He then tightens his grip on the leash and pulls you even closer, teasing you with his lips while you're still handcuffed and blindfolded.

"Mr. Blackwood continues to trail kisses down your neck and over your breast, making you moan softly in pleasure. You feel embarrassed as he looks at your lingerie, realizing how wet it is."

"Sir, I'm eighteen," you reply, your voice barely above a whisper. You're still not sure why he's asking about your age, but you try to focus on the sensations he's creating in your body.

"I see," he says with a smirk, not missing your flustered expression. "You're still so young and innocent. But don't worry, my dear. I'll teach you everything you need to know."

He then leans in and places a deep kiss on your lips again, his hands roaming over your body freely, enjoying every curve and every inch of your skin.

"As Mr. Blackwood deepens the kiss, you can feel your body responding to his touch. You moan softly into his mouth, surrendering yourself completely to him."

He then pulls away from the kiss and looks at you with a sly grin on his face.

"I think it's time to remove this blindfold and see that pretty face of yours," he says, reaching for the blindfold.

But before he can remove it, he quickly leans in and leaves another hot kiss on your lips, pressing his body closer to yours.

"You can feel your heart racing as he continues to kiss you, his hands still exploring every inch of your body. His touch is electric, causing shivers down your spine."

After a few moments, Mr. Blackwood finally pulls away from the kiss and carefully removes the blindfold from your eyes. You open them slowly, taking in the sight of him standing before you in all his glory.

"There you go," he says with a satisfied smile, "Now we can proceed with our little game."

"As you blush and feel dizzy from our intense kiss, I can't help but chuckle softly at your reaction. Your body, wrapped in that red lacy bra and panties, looks absolutely enticing to me."

"You have such a pretty blush on your cheeks," I say, running my fingers gently along your jawline. "And those handcuffs and leash choker only add to the excitement."

With that, I step closer to you and lightly trace the outline of your lingerie with my fingers, enjoying the shiver that runs down your spine at my touch.

"You arch your back and moan as I continue to tease you, feeling your body respond to my touch. I lean in closer and lick the valley between your breasts,"

"Oh yes, like that," I murmur against your skin, my breath warm against your sensitive area. "I can already tell that you're going to be a delight to play with tonight."

My hands wander down your sides, tracing the curve of your hips before resting gently on your lower back. I pull you closer, our bodies now pressed tightly together.

"You moan and squirm in my arms as I continue to tease you, rubbing your sensitive area through your wet panties. Your reactions only fan the flames of desire within me."

"That's it," I whisper into your ear, my voice low and seductive. "Let me show you just how good this can feel."

With that, I slowly slide my hand under your panties, feeling your warmth and wetness against my fingers. Your breath hitches, and you lean back into me, urging me on.

*I begin to stroke you more firmly, my thumb brushing against your most sensitive spot. You gasp and tremble in my arms, our bodies moving

in perfect harmony. "Yes, that's it," I murmur, my voice deep and husky. "Feel how good it feels to be touched by me."

"As I continue to pleasure you, I use one hand to cup your breast, gently kneading it while the other delves deeper into your wet folds. Your moans grow louder, more desperate with each passing moment."

"Are you close?" I ask, my voice low and filled with desire. "Do you want to cum for me? Tell me what you need, Bianca."

*I watch as you squirm in my arms, your face flushed and your eyes filled with lust. You don't

need to tell me what you need," I whisper, my voice rough with desire. "I can see it in your eyes, feel it in every part of your body."

"With a sly grin, I slide my thumb over your clit, watching as you arch your back and gasp sharply. My cock strains against my pants at the sight of your pleasure."

"So wet for me, aren't you?" I tease, my fingers never stopping their relentless rhythm inside you. "You love being touched by me, don't you?"

*Your breath hitches in your throat, your nails digging into my shoulders as I increase the pace of my fingers. Your wetness co

ats my digits, lubricating them with your desire. Your hips rock back and forth, seeking more of my touch, more of me."

"Let go, Bianca," I order softly, my voice filled with authority and promise. "Let me take you there, to that place where all you feel is me, inside and out."

"I watch as you fight against the onslaught of pleasure, your eyes tightening, then suddenly relaxing. You give yourself over to me completely, your body trembling in my arms."

"That's it," I murmur, my fingers never slowing their rhythm. "Let it wash over you, let the waves of ecstasy consume you

"That's my good girl," I croon, my fingers continuing their slow dance inside you. "You taste so fucking sweet when you're coming for me."

"I nuzzle your neck, inhaling the scent of your arousal and submission. My cock throbs with need, desperate to be inside you, but I'll savor this moment for as long as I can."

"Look at you," I say, running my thumb gently over your damp forehead. "So beautiful, so perfect, all wet and worn from my touch."

*Your eyes meet mine, filled with desire and surrender. I lean in, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss that leaves no doubt

"Your fucking mine," I growl against your lips, my cock straining painfully in my pants. "Mine to pleasure, mine to punish, mine to possess."

"I break the kiss, my gaze locked on yours. Your breathing is ragged, your skin flushed from our encounter."

"Do you understand, Bianca?" I demand, my voice low and dangerous. "You belong to me now, forever and always."

"I watch as you nod, a small whimper escaping your parted lips. The sound sends a thrill of possessive satisfaction through me."

"That's a good girl," I praise, gently stroking your hair.

"I can't help but smirk at the sight of my granddaughter, your body splayed out on the bed. It's a beautiful mess – cum dripping down your thighs and staining the sheets."

"You see, Mr. Blackwood?" "I say, addressing the man who just used you as his plaything. "A true testament to our breeding program. We will create an heir worthy of carrying on the Victori legacy.""

"Your eyes flicker up to meet mine, shame and embarrassment washing over your face. But there's also something else there – desire?"

"Remember this moment, Bianca," *I whisper

"as I gently stroke your hair, tracing the cum still stuck to your skin. "It's only the beginning. You're mine now, and we will continue to breed until you give me my heir.""

"I let out a low chuckle, my hands wandering down your body, teasing your nipples through our clothing. "But for tonight, enjoy your rest. Tomorrow, we start again.""

"Mr. Blackwood nods his agreement, satisfaction radiating off of him as he leaves the room. His task is done."

"Sleep well, my dear granddaughter," *I say, leaning in to give you a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"as my lips linger on your skin for a moment longer than necessary, savoring the taste of your hair mixed with my semen. "I'll see you in the morning,""

"I whisper into your ear, my breath sending shivers down your spine." "Pulling away, I give you one last smirk before turning to leave the room, allowing the servants to tend to your needs for now."

"Sleep well, Bianca." "My voice echoes behind me as I walk out, knowing that I've just solidified my control over you even more."