Caught In The Middle

For the family

Quinn was standing beside Antonio wearing the deep red evening dress he had bought for her. It was hard to breath in it, it was tight and the corset she had on underneath because the dress was strapless was worse.

He grinned at her into the mirror after zipping it up for her and stroked a hand down her spine and across her buttocks to the back split and dipped his fingers inside.

“Open your legs…I have a surprise for you.”

“What? But I’m dressed ready to go…”

Quinn watched in the mirror as Antonio dropped down to his knees and took a bright pink double bullet wireless vibrator out of his pocket.

“Oh god…” Quinn breathed in startled. “Please don’t, this is my first time out with you…why?”

“Because I know everyone is going to want you…I need to make you remember who you actually belong to.”

“I don’t need reminding, Antonio…”

“Shut up and open your legs.” He growled, stroking his fingers through between her legs across her panties.

Quinn bit her lip and stepped her legs apart, feeling his fingers pull her thong aside and push up into her.

“You’re going to have to relax, Petalo…” He muttered. “Bend over…put your hands on the wall.”

Quinn complied putting her hands either side of the mirror and closing her eyes, feeling the heat of her cheeks as Antonio played with her p***y and ass and inserted the bullets inside her.

He stood up, stroking her butt cheeks and pulled the remote from his pocket, turning it on. Quinn gasped as they buzzed inside her holes.

“People will hear them…” She whined in desperation.

“No, they won’t. The din of so many in the room will diminish the sound…trust me.” He stepped away, shutting it off and grabbed his suit jacket pulling it on over his waistcoat and straightening his tie in the mirror, bumping his hips into Quinn’s ass as she dare not move until told to.

“Stand up, let’s get going…I want to see if those can make you come in the car on the way…”

Quinn stood up and glared at him in the mirror as he turned away towards the door.

The event was a small soirèe held in a very swank hotel banquet room. Quinn walked in on the arm of Antonio to a whole new world, her eyes wide as she looked around the room awestruck by the rich people chatting and drinking as champagne and hors d’oeuvres were walked around by stiff waiters.

The amount of people who turned to stare as Antonio entered with his bodyguard and right hand man, Matteo and Quinn on his arm made her want to curl up and hide, the leering smiles on the men’s faces and the frowning dark looks on the women’s as they all spoke in hushed whispers made her feel sick, let alone the fact she was standing in front of them with vibrators inside her holes, her panties soaked and her face flushed from Antonio playing with her in the car.

He chuckled a dark sinister little laugh. “See what I mean…” He muttered to her.

A man and lady walked up, she was about fifty and elegant, tall and slim with diamonds around her neck worth a small fortune, the man was clearly younger than her and Quinn wondered if he was a boytoy, but he wasn’t quite that young.

“Mr Ferrante, I’m so pleased you could join us, I wasn’t sure you would…”

“Mrs Whittaker…you’re looking lovely as ever, how could I miss one of your grand soirèes?”

Her eyes narrowed in amusement. “I don’t doubt you’re here for some other reason, but who is this lovely young lady, have you finally found yourself a potential wife?”

Antonio coughed and Quinn tensed up. “Maybe…” Antonio said coyly.

“Oh…” Mrs Whittaker exclaimed. “Well, this could be the gossip of the night, I wouldn’t let her stray too far from your side.”

“She goes nowhere.” Antonio stated coolly making Mrs Whittaker flinch back. She gave him a benign smile and stepped away.

“What the…” Quinn went to object.

“Silent!” Antonio growled under his breath. “Observe and don’t speak. These people are the scum of the rich…that woman makes her money selling young girls.”

Quinn gulped at that and nearly choked.

He moved her deeper in talking to people as he went, introducing her by name only and never giving her leave to speak, answering for her if she was asked a question. Soon people got the message and started not trying to speak to her at all, just looking at her with predatory gazes.

She felt a small buzzing start up inside her and jolted, her back straightening up and her eyes flying up to Antonio. His dark gaze was watching her and he smirked.

“You looked bored…” He said as explanation for startling her in that way.

She bit her lip and shuffled on her feet.

“Don’t do that!” He barked at her, lifting a hand and dragging her lip out from her teeth. “Do you have any idea how f*****g sexy that is?”

Matteo came to his shoulder and whispered. “Senator Smith is ready to meet.”

“Excellent…Quinn, come this way…”

“Where are we going?” She asked when he led her out of the banquet hall and down the hallway.

“To a private room, I have a meeting with Senator Smith regarding procuring a license for the new casino downtown.”

Quinn grimaced. She really didn’t want to be included in something so clandestine. She knew that whatever this discussion was it was negotiating on a corrupt level. She had already had the Senator leer at her when he had taken Antonio’s hand in introductions earlier and with the little things inside her she felt vulnerable and exposed being here.

Antonio swept into the back room with his arm around her waist and directed her straight to a chair, sitting down beside her and lifting his piercing gaze to the Senator who sat across a low table from them watching them enter with a grand smile on his fat face.

Quinn thought he looked like a bull dog.

Matteo followed them in and stood behind Antonio’s chair as the Senator’s assistant stood nervously holding a tablet and a folder.

“Get this man a drink!” Senator Smith ordered. The assistant moved to where a small bar was set up and placed his things down before looking up with a questioning expression.

“What’s your poison, Mr Ferrante?” The Senator asked.

“Just call me Antonio, no need to stand on formality…” Antonio’s voice was even and calm. “And, let’s leave the drinking until the agreement is done and the license is signed.”

Senator Smith’s face fell slightly. “Very well…I’m sure you know my first name…and the name I go by when signing into your Black Diamonds Club.” He smirked wickedly.

Antonio merely slow blinked. “Indeed I do, Senator.”

“Okay, well if the money is here that we agreed on, and the photo…”

“Both are here…” Antonio grinned viciously.

“There’s one more thing before I agree…”

“What’s that?” Antonio’s voice cooled.

“How about a little dance performance by your off-sider here…” The Senator’s gaze slid to Quinn.

Antonio’s gaze hardened as Quinn tensed up and looked at Antonio with worry. “Pardon?”

“Come on…I know from spending time in your club you like to watch a pretty girl dance as well, I’m sure you’ve trained this one to dance very well, hmm?” Senator Smith chuckled at the reaction he was getting. “So my request isn’t shocking, is it? I’m sure she will dance her sweet little ass off if you tell her to, hmm?”

Antonio’s jaw clenched tight and Quinn’s stomach dropped. There was no way he would make her dance for this horrible man, especially knowing what was inside her…surely. “Sir, no?” She asked tentatively.

“What’s this? Do you let your subordinates talk to you like that, Antonio?” Senator Smith grinned sickeningly, taunting Antonio, testing him over Quinn and what she meant to him.

Antonio’s top lip twitched in his growing ire at being snookered, if he refused it would tell the Senator he had a weakness, but did he have a weakness where Quinn was concerned? Only that no other man shall ever touch her. “Do it, Quinn.”

“But…” Quinn startled.

He turned to glare at her with those dark eyes glittered coldly like obsidian. “Do it!”