A pleasurable session

Maria pulled Camilla up from her lying position.

"Look, I won't lie to you, the domestic staff don't really like you that much" Maria told Camilla.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because they think you are a spoiled heiress who Dante dotes on".

"but that's not who I am" Camilla protested.

"Then maybe you should make them believe otherwise" Maria told her.

"How do I do that?" Camilla asked.

"Stop getting into trouble and acting smart, I am sure you must have given the madame a taste of that smart mouth of yours" Maria told her.

Camilla looked away and didn't say a thing. Maria sighed and patted her head.

"Try and be nicer and less mouthy, okay?"

"Okay."Camilla replied.

"goodnight" Maria told her.

"Good night"

Maria left the room while Camilla got ready for bed.

It was only when she was in bed that she allowed herself think about what had happened between she and Dante earlier.

She but her lips as she reminisced about the kiss. His lips had claimed her roughly.

Her hands wandered down to her breasts. She squeezed them as she remembered how Dante had touched them earlier in the room.

She rubbed her nipples between her fingers and moaned at the sensation she felt.

She felt hot between her legs. Her vagina was wet and her panties were soaked with her fluids.

She bit her lips even more harder as she struggled to keep the moans in. She squeezed her legs tightly and moaned in ecstasy.

She got up, took off her panties and then she put her pillow on the bed. She laid on it and started to move on it. She moved up and down, sideways and in a circular motion.

Camilla humped even faster on the pillow. She pinched her nipples as she moved wildly on the pillow.

She imagined she was on Dante moving up and down on his cock, while he groaned Italian curses in her ear.

This imagination was too much for her over heated body and with a loud moan, she reached her climax.

Her vagina clenched with little pleasurable aftershocks. She shifted from the pillow and lay on the bed panting.

It was official, she was attracted to Dante and wanted him to fuck her badly.

She got up, removed the pillow case and changed into a new set of underwear before going to bed.

The next morning, Camilla woke up early and went to the kitchen to meet the madame. She was determined to follow Maria's advice and be nicer.

"Good morning Madame, how was your night?" she asked the madame in a pleasant voice, making sure to keep a friendly smile on her face.

"You are late" the madame said and went back to making breakfast.

Camilla swallowed down whatever retort she was going to say and joined the madame in preparing the breakfast.

After sending Camilla to deliver food to all of Dante's men and putting Dante's food on the table. The madame informed Camilla that there was no food for her to eat and that she would have to make breakfast for herself.

Camilla was already tired and exhausted from the cooking and delivering of the food.

She didn't even have the strength to prepare anything, she simply ate some bread and washed it down with water. She went to her room and had a shower before wearing her clothes.

She headed to Dante's study and started her work. Dante entered the study and looked at her.

"Someone is looking very serious today" he commented.

She looked up at him. "Good morning" she told him.

"Good morning, how was your night?" he asked her.

Camilla blushed as she remembered what she had done last night.

Dante tilted her shin up, "What happened to your lips?" he asked as he rubbed her bruised lips.

Camilla blushed even more as she remembered how she had bit her lips during her little pleasurable session.

"Why is your face all red, are you having an allergy?" he asked.

Camilla stepped back from him and went to turn on the AC. "It's hot in here, don't you think?" she asked him, looking all flustered.

"I guess so" he replied as he looked at her amused.

"How long do I have to continue working for?" she asked.

"Until you are remorseful" he told her.

"I am remorseful already" she told him as she gave him her best puppy dog eyes.

"I will be the judge of that. By the way, I do want to talk to you about something important"

"What is it?" she asked.

"I kissed you yesterday, I previously told you that I wouldn't force you into anything. So, did you like the kiss?" he asked her.

"Yes" she replied straightforwardly, surprising Dante.

"Do you want it to happen again?" he asked.

Camilla walked close to Dante, her heart beating very wildly.

"Yes" she whispered.

He leaned down and kissed her, she fisted her hands in his hair and pulled at his curls as she kissed him back.

Dante picked her up and placed her on his desk. His hands unbuttoned her blouse quickly. He discovered that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.

"Naughty girl" he whispered.

Camilla gasped as Dante took one of her nipples into his mouth while his fingers slowly rubbed her other nipple in between them.

"Danteeee!" Camilla cried out in a long moan.

Dante released her nipple from his mouth and looked at her.

"You do know you have to be quiet or else you want me to gag you" he warned.

Camilla pouted at the unfairness of it all. The feelings Dante was evoking in her with his fingers and mouth was too good for her to keep quiet.

He went back to sucking her other nipple while his other hand hiked up her skirt, he looked at her.

"is this okay?" he asked her.

"Yes….yes….yes….. Oh Dante! It's very much okay" she replied.

Dante smiled and shifted her panties to the side, her vagina was already soaking wet. His fingers slid inside easily.

His two fingers moved quickly in and out of her vagina. Dante could feel the barrier blocking his access to her vagina. He made sure not to breach it.

"Oh….. Oh…. Oh…" Camilla moaned unable to keep her voice down.

Dante withdrew his fingers and she complained.

"Don't worry, I am not stopping" he told her.

He took out his handkerchief from his pocket, folded it and tied it around her mouth to muffle her moans.

"now you can be loud as you want" he said with a wink.

He took off her panties completely, spread her legs wide on the table and put his mouth to work on her vagina.

Camilla squirmed on the table. She had never had her vagina licked before and she was to discover that it was very pleasurable.

She gripped his hair tightly and ground her vagina into his face.

She felt her orgasm approach and tried push his face away but he stubbornly stayed put and gripped her legs to pull her even closer.

With a muffled moan, her climax hit her.

Dante looked up at her, his mouth wet with her juices. He stood up and untied the handkerchief on her mouth and then he kissed her. She tasted her juices on his lips and she liked it.

He took her hand and directed it to his very hard and erect cock.

"You have to help me now, is that okay?" he asked her.

"Yes" she replied.

"kneel" he ordered.

Camilla got on her knees obediently, she was at eye level with his cock which was gutting out and could barely be contained by his trousers.

"Now unzip my pants and take it out" he ordered.

She unzipped his pants and took out his cock, it pulsed wildly in her hand.

She gave it a slow leisurely stroke that made Dante almost lose his breath.

"Open up princess" he told her as he stroked her hair.

She opened her mouth dutifully and he slowly put his cock inside.

"Fuck! Princess! Your mouth feels so good" he groaned appreciatively.

He fisted her hands in her hair and started to push back and forth, her mouth felt so good and warm. He knew he wouldn't last long at this rate.

As he felt his orgasm approach, he pulled out and came into his handkerchief.

"Did I do good?" she looked up at him and asked.

He rubbed her lips as he looked at her fondly. "You did good, princess" he praised her.

A knock sounded on the door. "Dante, are you busy?" Geremia asked through the door.

They looked at each other in alarm.

"I am uh busy, is it urgent?" he asked.

"Yes, it's about Valerie" Geremia replied.

"Okay, uh can you come back in ten minutes time" he replied.

"Sure" Geremia replied. They heard his footsteps as he walked away.

They looked at each other and burst into laughter. He helped her get dressed up and got dressed himself.

"See you later" he whispered as he patted her head and left the study.

Camilla relaxed back on the chair, a satisfied look on her face. She was so screwed, she thought to herself.