The First Taste of Corruption

Family bonding

The kitchen was silent except for the slow, rhythmic sound of Rebecca’s breathing—shallow, expectant, her lips parted just enough for Stefano to see the pink tip of her tongue pressing against her teeth.

"You’ll do anything for me, won’t you?"

The words curled around her like smoke, thick and intoxicating, seeping into her mind, changing it.

Rebecca nodded, her fingers trembling where they rested on her thighs.

Stefano’s hand cupped her chin, tilting her face up. The ring pulsed against his skin, its power humming through his veins, whispering to him, guiding him.

"Show me."

Her breath hitched.

She knew what he wanted.

She always knew.

Rebecca’s Training Begins

Stefano didn’t move. He didn’t have to.

Rebecca’s hands lifted, her fingers trembling as they reached for his belt. The leather slid free with a soft click, the sound obscenely loud in the quiet kitchen. Her pulse hammered in her throat as she undid the button of his slacks, her fingers brushing against the hard heat beneath.

"Good girl," Stefano murmured, his voice a dark caress.

Rebecca’s cheeks flushed, her body reacting to the praise like it was the most natural thing in the world.

She pulled his cock free, her breath stuttering at the sight of him—thick, heavy, already leaking at the tip.

"Lick it."

The command was soft, but it wasn’t a request.

Rebecca leaned forward, the redhead vixen's tongue darting out to lap at the bead of precum glistening at his slit. The taste exploded across her tongue—salty, musky, him—and a soft, involuntary moan escaped her lips.

Stefano’s fingers tangled in her hair, not forcing, not yet—just guiding.

"Again."

She obeyed, her tongue swirling around the head, her lips wrapping around him, taking him deeper with each slow, tentative suck.

"That’s it," Stefano growled, his grip tightening. "Take it deeper, princess."

Rebecca’s eyes fluttered shut as she sank further, her throat working around him, the pale beauty's nose brushing against the coarse hair at his base.

She had never done this before.

But it felt right.

Like she was made for it.