Leo didn't give her a second to process the kiss. The moment the words "You belong to me" left his lips, he acted.

He yanked Belladonna forward. He used his full strength, pulling her completely off balance. She collided with his chest with a heavy thud. Her body went rigid against his. Her eyes flashed with cold defiance.

"Let go," she snarled, digging her heels into the floor to find her footing. She put her hand against him, pushing with all her strength, "You must have cheated! The bet is void! I can't lose to you."

Leo did not let go. Instead, he laughed looking at her. He grabbed her by the waist with both hands, his fingers digging into her dress, anchoring her to him.

"A win is a win, Bandit Queen," he growled, leaning down into her face, "You got cocky. Now honour your words and pay with your body."

"Do not touch me," she hissed, turning her face away.

Leo didn't waste his time arguing. He used one hand to grab her chin, forcing her face back toward him. He squeezed her jaw, puckering her lips, and crashed his mouth down onto hers.

It wasn't a romantic kiss. It was a takeover. He was letting her know she was at his mercy.

Belladonna gasped against his mouth, her eyes going wide. She clamped her lips shut, refusing to kiss him back. She tried to pull her head back, but her body won't listen to her.

Leo didn't care about her resistance. He bit her lower lip, hard.

When she gasped from the sharp pain, he swept his tongue inside. He invaded her mouth, sweeping over her tongue, tasting the wine she had been drinking and the minty taste of her breath. He kissed her deeply, roughly, grinding his lips against hers until she stopped hitting him and started gripping his coat to stay upright.

He felt her shudder. For a split second, her tongue moved against his, fighting back, wrestling for dominance even in the kiss.

He broke the kiss with a wet sound, leaving her panting and flushed.

"See?" Leo smirked, staring at her swollen, wet lips, "You like it rough."

"Keep your filthy mouth away," she breathed. Her face was red, her composure cracking, "I will make you pay for it."

"Filthy," Leo mocked, pressing his hips firmly against hers, trapping her against the hard wood.

He ground his crotch against her stomach, letting her feel the hardness of his erection through their clothes.

"I think you like getting dirty."

He looked down at her dress. The midnight blue silk was elegant, regal. It wrapped around her curves perfectly. It was a dress meant for a noble lady, not a bandit in the torture room.

"This is in the way," Leo decided.

He reached down and grabbed the hem of the expensive gown. He bunched the silk in his fists.

"What are you..." Belladonna started, her eyes widening in panic.

Leo shoved the dress up. In one rough motion, he dragged the fabric up her legs, past her hips, bunching it at her waist.

The cold air in the room made her shiver. Belladonna gasped, she took in a deep breath as she felt his fingers tracing her skin.

She immediately tried to shove the dress back down, her face burning with a mix of fury and intense humiliation. She was the Queen of the bandits. She wasn't supposed to be exposed like this.

"Stop it!" she hissed, her voice trembling, "You have no right to look at me!"

But Leo just grabbed both her wrists in one hand. He pinned them to the table surface above her head, holding her effortlessly.

He looked down.

She was naked underneath.

No panties. Just her pale, creamy skin and the intricate black lace garters holding up her sheer black stockings. Her pussy was bare, a neat, pale slit exposed to his gaze.

"I have every right," Leo whispered, his eyes devouring the sight, "I won the bet. I won you."

"You dare!" Belladonna struggled against his grip. She clamped her legs shut, trying to hide herself.

"Open them," Leo commanded.

"No..."

"Fine."

He released her hands, but before she could cover herself, he grabbed her shoulder, spun her around and forced her chest down onto the hard wood of the table.

Belladonna let out a cry of shock as her face was pressed into the table. Her ass stuck up in the air, pale and round, just asking to be groped.

"Get off!" she protested, her voice muffled by the table.

Leo jammed his thigh between hers, forcing her legs apart. He pinned her left leg to the table leg with his own, immobilizing her.

"You need to learn how to lose gracefully," Leo said.

He looked at her ass. It was perfect. Round, soft, and jiggling slightly from her struggles.

SMACK!

He delivered a brutal, stinging slap to her right cheek.

"Eehhh!" Belladonna cried out, her head snapping up, "You dare?!"

"I dare?" Leo raised an eyebrow.

SMACK!

He hit the other cheek. The sound echoed like a whip crack in the small room.

SMACK! SMACK!

He spanked her relentlessly. He put his strength into it. Her pale skin turned a bright, angry red with his handprints.

"Animal! Beast!" Bella almost had tears in her eyes, "You rogue!"

She bit her lip until she tasted her own blood, but she was determined not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her moan.

But while her head was determined, her body betrayed her. With every hit, she twitched. Her hips wriggled, pressing even more towards Leo. She pressed her thighs together, trying to soothe the tingle building between her legs.

Leo stopped. He rested his heavy hand on her reddened ass, feeling the heat radiating from her skin.

Meanwhile, he used his other hand to reach down. He spread her legs wide.

She was wet. Despite the anger on her face, her pussy was leaking down there.

"Look at you," Leo mocked. He reached down and ran a finger through her slickness. He held his wet finger up to her face, forcing her to look at it.

"Your mouth says no," he whispered, rubbing the fluid against her cheek, "But this... this says you desperately want a man to fill you up."

"I am not!" she cried, tears of frustration welling in her eyes. She turned her face away, trying to hide her flush, "It means nothing! It's just... It's nothing..."

"Liar," Leo chuckled, "Let's see how long you can keep it up."

He dropped to his knees behind her. He grabbed her hips, pulling her ass back until it was hanging off the edge of the table.

"Don't..."

He pulled her ass cheeks apart and buried his face between her legs. He pressed his mouth right against her wet opening. The smell of her sweat, and wet pussy mixed together was intoxicating. It made his penis rock hard in his trousers.

He wanted to taste it.

He dragged his tongue from the bottom of her slit all the way to the top in one long, wet stroke.

Belladonna's back arched violently. A strangled cry escaped her lips, "Stop!" she gasped, her hands scrabbling against the wood of the table.

Leo ignored her. He found her clit with the tip of his tongue. It was hard, swollen like a little pearl. His tongue played with her clit.

"Ah! No! Wait!" She tried to push back, to get away, but he held her hips in a vice grip.

He opened his mouth and sucked. He latched onto her clit, creating a vacuum seal. He hummed against her, the vibration driving her crazy.

"Oh god!" Belladonna sobbed into the table. "Don't... don't do that..."

She reached back. She grabbed his hair with both hands. She pulled, trying to yank his head away. "Please stop! I can't take it!"

Leo ignored the pain in his scalp. It only made him hungrier. He pushed his face harder against her softness.

Without pulling his face away, he inserted two fingers into her. She was tight, but so wet that they slid in easily. He curled them, hitting the rough spot inside her, pumping in and out while his tongue hammered her clit.

"Don't..." she whimpered, her resistance crumbling.

Her hips started to buck. Instead of pulling away, she was pushing back against his face, grinding herself onto his mouth.

Leo was relentless. He drank her juices. He tasted her defiance turning into submission. He worked her with a brutal efficiency, his tongue swirling, lapping, sucking, until her legs began to shake uncontrollably.

"I can't... I can't hold it!" She screamed, her voice breaking into a high-pitched wail.

But Leo didn't stop.

His fingers moved faster, scraping her insides.

He wanted to break the Queen.

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