Page 40 of Mafia King

Theo is submitting to whatever Nikolai wants, and knows this is just how it has to be. A fresh wave of arousal rolls through Theo at the knowledge that he is offering everything to his Daddy without hesitation.

Nikolai steps behind him and Theo hears the wet, squelching sound of lube being worked over meat.

Theo listens then to the soft sound of Nikolai stroking himself once, twice. Then the thick head of Nikolai’s cock presses against his tight ass hole. Nikolai grunts as he pushes in with one long, controlled thrust, filling Theo completely.

Theo’s mouth opens against the leather in a silent cry. Nikolai is big, stretching him in the exact way his body has already learned to crave.

“Are you ready, boy?” Nikolai asks.

“Yes, Daddy,” Theo replies. “I need this. I need… you. Fuck me. Don’t hold back. Push me further than I think I can go…”

Nikolai grunts and is more than happy to oblige. He fucks Theo from behind in deep, steady strokes, one hand gripping his hip, the other occasionally trailing the crop along the curve of his ass as a reminder.

The angle hits every sensitive place inside Theo. His fingers dig into the cushion. The earlier crawling, the crop, the command to present—everything collides.

Theo’s orgasm builds fast and hard. When it breaks he cums with a wild series of moans, his ass clenching around Nikolai’s cock, his thighs trembling as his own dick shoots what feels like a never-ending series of hot, thick blasts of semen.

But Nikolai does not slow.

Theo’s Daddy pulls out only long enough to flip him onto his back. His shoulders land against the soft leather and his legs are pushed wide.

Nikolai drives back into Theo hard and fast, the rhythm relentless now, the wet sound of their bodies loud in the quiet morning room. Theo can only hold on, eyes half-closed, another climax already coiling tight in his belly as his cock hardens once more. Nikolai lasts only a few more minutes before he pulls free with a low growl.

“Open your mouth. Wide.”

Theo obeys at once. Nikolai strokes himself twice more and then shoots his seed, thick ropes of cum landing across Theo’s tongue, his lips, his cheek. Theo swallows what he can, the rest warm and sticky on his skin. The taste is salt and him.

Theo keeps his mouth open until Nikolai is finished, eyes lifted to his Daddy’s face in complete submission.

For a moment the only sound is their breathing.

Then Nikolai’s voice returns, calmer, edged with dark amusement…

“Back on all fours,” Nikolai says, his voice cold but somehow full of wicked heat. “Follow me upstairs to the shower.”

Theo rolls carefully off the couch and settles onto his hands and knees again. Cum still marks his face. His body is loose and humming with aftershocks and his ass suddenly feels empty without eight inches of heavily lubed cock inside it.

Nikolai gives Theo a single playful crack of the crop across one warm cheek—sharp enough to sting, light enough to make him jump and then giggle, the sound bright with lust and post-orgasmic bliss.

“Crawl as fast as you can,” Nikolai tells him. “Ahead of me. Now.”

Theo does not hesitate. He sets off across the living-room rug and toward the wide staircase, knees and palms moving quickly, the crop and his Daddy’s footsteps following close behind.

Every part of Theo—body, mind, the complicated tangle of the job waiting somewhere outside these walls—narrows to the simple, perfect command to obey.

“Yes, Daddy,” Theo says. “I’m yours. Anything you say, I’ll do…”

And in the moment, Theo truly believes that too.

That afternoon the city’s finest department store rises like a polished monument of glass and pale stone on the corner of two quiet avenues.

Soft classical music drifts from hidden speakers. The toy and book floor occupies an entire upper level, reached by a private elevator that opens onto wide, carpeted aisles lined with carefully curated displays.

Elegant lighting glows over shelves of hand-stitched stuffies, wooden puzzles, coloring books with thick pages, and sets of building blocks in muted colors.

There are no garish plastic toys here.

Everything feels intentional, high-quality, chosen for children but also for adults who still need the comfort of childhood things.