The Billionaire's Bet #2: A Hot Call (BDSM Erotic) (5 page)

“I’m Daisy,” she said. I took her hand which was soft and smooth and shook it quickly, before retreating again.

She looked at me then tilted her head. I followed her gaze and noticed she was checking out Dominic. I almost spurted out my drink.

“You know … it’s okay to talk, as long as they don’t find out,” Daisy had her eyes back on me and flashed me a cheeky smile. “Your Dom is quite t
he handsome one. You’re lucky.”

“Yeah … he is,” I said, flushing
.

Shit, I’m talking to her. This isn’t supposed to happen, but what else should I do? Ignore her? That’s rude.

She chuckled. “Gotta love the dominant ones. They just come in, swoop you off your feet and before you know it, you’re in deep. We got that in common.”

Her
comment made me smile. “Oh, really?”

“I’m a sub too. My partner’s on the other side of the club right now, asking for permission to join with me.”

“So you’re going to join another couple? Does that mean the other Dom can do stuff to you too?”

She chortled. “Of course, darling. The Dom can do whatever he wants, as long as they give each other permission. Depends on the contract though. You didn’t know?”

I shook my head.

“You must be new here then.” She
took out a paper and a pen from her clutch and wrote something down. “I can teach you the ropes if you’d like. I could use a friend as well. Here, call me. I can tell show how to be a proper sub. Your Dom could be so pleased with you if you knew how to entice him.”

Daisy handed me the paper with a telephone number on it. I quickly stashed it away into the crevice between my boobs. She
glanced at Dominic and when I followed her eyes again, I saw him stare back at me. I quickly jerked my hand out of hers and shoved my seat back. “Excuse me, I have to go.”

She muffled a laugh and drank up the rest of her drink, while I stood up. I
walked to the exit, grabbed my coat and tucked the paper deep inside the pocket of my coat. Rushing out the door, a hand caught my shoulder.

“Hold your horses, Julie.” It was Dominic.

He turned me around and closed the door behind him. The sudden disappearing of the music made me feel deaf. His tightening grip on my shoulder was frightening.

“Where are you going?” he asked.
His eyes narrowed and the frowning look on his face made me shiver.

“I … I’
d like to go home now, master.”

“
I thought you enjoyed this? You seemed to.”

“I do … I did, but I’m tired,” I lied. I wasn’t tired. I was just scared he’d seen me and Daisy talk.

He sighed. “Alright, we’ll go home then. Wait here and I’ll grab my coat.”

He turned around and walked back inside, leaving me alone for a second. It was the scariest second I’d experienced since days. I didn’t know if he knew or not. I couldn’t see it in his eyes, nor could I hear it by the way he talked. I’d broken the rules and he could punish me wherever and whenever he wanted. Guess I would find out home.

Chapter 5

When the front door was closed, Dominic’s arms brushed past me and he leaned his head on my shoulder. I heard him sniff my hair and I was entranced by the kisses on my neck that followed. He growled in my ear as he took off my coat by slipping his hand down my chest.

“Seeing you there at the party, in that outfit, surrounded by sex … Oh, J
ulie, I want you,” he murmured. “I know what I did to you on the couch was wrong, so … Will you give me permission to play with you?” he asked.

I gasped when he kissed my jaw. “Yes.” The words stumbled
out like I was giving in to temptation.

Dominic
swooped me up from the floor from behind and put me over his shoulder.

I shrieked from being turned upside down. “What are you doing?”

“Call me master, Julie.” His fingers slid over the back of my leg and then suddenly came down hard on my butt. I yelped from the stinging pain on my skin. “If you don’t call me master, you’ll get another slap.”

“Yes, master,” I stammered.

With me dangling from his shoulder, he marched up the stairs and put me down inside the playroom. He grabbed my wrists harshly and took something from the cabinet beside us. I couldn’t see what it was, but I felt the snap as it locked around my wrists. My arms were stuck behind my back now. I had no way to free them.

“I know what you did, Julie,” he whispered into my ear.

My eyes widened and my heart beat like crazy. I panicked, hearing those words.

Dominic snatched a whip off the wall and flicked it
between his hands. He circled around me, keeping his narrow, blazing eyes on me with each step. “You defied me today.”

I pressed my lips together and looked at the floor, feeling ashamed of my betrayal to him. I’d broken yet another one of his rules. Was he going to be harsh on me this time too?

“Look at me,” he said with a demanding voice.

I looked up, shivering, barely able to keep my footing.

“You talked to someone, did you not?”

“Yes, master.
”

“Did you think you’d get away with it? Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”
He flicked the whip on the floor, making my heart jump. I closed my eyes from the scare.

“No, master, I didn’t. She just came up to me and started talking. I didn’t know what to do …” I muttered.

“No excuses.” The whip came down on the floor and my muscles tensed hearing the snapping sound it made. If that thing hit me, I knew it would hurt. A lot.

“I’m sorry master,” I said, my lips quivering.
“I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry.”

He smirked. “I’ll make you feel sorry.”
He towered above me and then suddenly ripped off the piece that covered my boobs, making them spill out. He hummed and then slapped my boobs. I let out a painful moan each time his hand came down, but it wasn’t as hard as last time, when he put me over the couch. This was more playful.

Dominic
put down the whip on a table and grasped my arm. He dragged me to a bench in the middle of the room. It was the bench with the guillotine without the blade. He placed me behind it. “Bend over.”

I did what he asked. “
Master, please be gentle …”

He chuckled. “Oh … I have a whole different thing for you in store tonight.
” His tone was low, carnal-like, almost ending in a grunt. “Do you remember the stop word?”

“Yes, master.”

“What is it?”

“Red
.”

“Good.” He circled around the
bench again, his fingers lingering on my body, making me squirm. “Damn, you look nice in that outfit,” he muttered, clasping my legs to the bench. Now I had no way out.

He walked to the front and opened the wooden guillotine. “Put your head in there.”

I hesitated and looked at the thing. Would my head fit in there? What would happen after? Was he going to hurt me?

“Don’t be so fearful. It’s not going to hurt you. It’s just something to hold you still.”

I stretched my neck and the wooden thing came down. The metal locks on either side were pushed down and now I surely couldn’t escape.

“Hmm, hmm.” Dominic licked his lips at the sight of me.
“Whatever shall I do with you …?”

He walked to my left and out of sight. I didn’t know where he was now. I couldn’t feel him and my head was unable to turn as he did.

When his hand came down on my butt I squealed.

“That’s for not doing what I said,” he muttered.

His hand gently went over my burned skin. He rubbed it softly, up and down, up and down. Then another smack followed and I bit my lip from the sting.

“I’m punishing you for talking to someone when I clearly told
you not to. Do you understand?”

“Yes, master,” I stammered.

“Good. Now, since you’ve yet to learn how to behave, I think I’m going to make you pay threefold.”

His fingers slid from my ass down to my pussy and rubbed the black thong between. I moaned when he kept stroking me, making me moist.

“You can tell me all you want, but I know you like it when I do this.”

“Yes, master …” I muttered.

He muffled a laugh. “I’ll make you come at least three times.”

My eyes shot open when he said that. I licked my lips as he ripped off my thong, pulling it apart on my legs. He grabbed my wrists and I clenched my hands into his. His finger dove into my slit.

I moaned loudly. Dominic drove his finger inside time and time again. It was fast, hard and merciless, the way he thrust his finger into me. I could feel my skin burn with desire, my chest heaving with breaths.

Oh, the delicious agony.
His fingers and the way he pounded into me was so good. It was almost shameful the way I wanted it so badly. And then he pushed another finger inside.

“Yes, Julie,
come!” he yelled.

I let out a guttural sound when he pushed into me. Delving with his fingers, I was sure he reached my G-spot, as I immediately felt the urge to cry and laugh at the same time, being overwhelmed with the massive feeling deep down in my belly.

The explosion came and burst me into flames. I thrashed around on the bench, my legs jerking on the straps, my hands squeezing each other. His fingers were still deep inside me, feeling my orgasm.

“God, I love feeling you come,” he said.
His fingers slipped out of me and I felt empty all of the sudden.

I could hear him walk away, but I didn’t know where he was. I heard some faint buzzing sound, something like a vibrator, but I couldn’t tell what it was.

“Next one,” he said.

Giving me no time to get some rest, he pushed something deep inside me. A loud moan escaped my mouth as I felt the thick, massive thing, whatever it was, twirl around in my pussy. It buzzed and circled, moving against my aching walls.

“Oh, master, what is that?” I said.

“
A special dildo I keep for occasions such as these.”

He slipped it in and out, teasing the tender, sensitive skin of my entrance.
I still shook from my last orgasm and yet he continued to caress my skin with the toy. He let it slip along my wet labia and circled it over my throbbing clit.

“Oh, my God,” I muttered.

“Hmm hmm, I know,” Dominic said. He plunged the toy back inside me like it was his own cock he pushed inside. “I’m not going to stop until you come again … and then again … and hopefully one more.”

He pulled it in and out, in and out, rubbing it up against my nub until I could hold it no longer.

A squeal came from my mouth as I came again, this time even heavier than last time as he thrust the dildo inside and brushed it past all my sensitive spots.

Dear lord, this is too much.

I was trying to catch my breath, when he walked over to me and stood right in front of me, his pants practically breaking apart from the bulge. “You see this? You see how badly I want you?” He sank to his knees and looked me straight in the eye. He leaned forward and kissed me like rabidly on the mouth, forcing his tongue inside. Quick and fast. He left my lips with a lick and went away again.

Damn, why can’t I see anything? I want to know what he’s doing.

“You taste so damn nice, Julie. I wonder if you taste the same down there.”

I opened my eyes wide.

What, did he just actually say that? Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do?

Before I knew it, his tongue was inside my pussy. I yelped from the warmth that pushed into my soft flesh. He licked my skin, pushed his tongue inside and stroke
d my knob with his finger. Alternating his tongue with his fingers, he worked my pussy like he knew all the places to go to make me come again.

“Lovely,” he muttered into my flesh. I could feel the vibrations of his voice against my skin, it
felt so wonderful. The way he licked and sucked on me was delicious and I craved more.

When he stopped, I was ready to beg him for more. “Oh, please … don’t stop,” I said.

His hand came down hard on my pussy and I jolted up and down against the bench.

“I am your master, Julie. Remember it.”

“Yes, master.”

He gave me another slap on my butt and I squeezed my legs together
from the sizzling pain it left.

“Hmm … I can’t wait any longer,” he said. Then he was gone again. He was at the table, that much I could see, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. I heard a zipper open and he
fumbled with something.

He came back and spread my butt cheeks apart, making
me flush, because I knew he stared right at my privates.

“I’m going to claim you now,” was all he said before he plunged inside with his hard cock. I gasped and moaned as he pushed inside, feeling a strange sensation whenever he reached the end of his member. There was something there, something hard and spiky.

“Oh, ouch,” I said. Each time I made a noise he pounded harder into me.

“It’s a cock ring, Julie. This’ll give you an orgasm that’ll blow your mind.” He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer, pumping further into me. I squealed with each push, his rigid shaft
teasing my G-spot together with the cock ring. I’d never experienced this before, but it was magnificent.

“Come on Julie, do it. I’m not going to stop unless you do,” he commanded.

Smack, smack! Two times he came down on my butt, making me yelp. The hot, sizzling pain aroused me. He thrust so violently, the whole bench shook. His fingers grasping me, delving into my skin.

“I can’t … I can’t,” I muttered.

“Yes. You. Can. Do it, now.”

But I couldn’t. My nub was spent and my G-spot too sensitive. I couldn’t build it up, no matter how hard I tried.

He jerked his cock out with a grunt and stomped over to me. “Alright then. Guess I’ll have to let you do the work.”

Dominic stood
right above my head, his cock twitching close to my face. He took off the cock ring, which had tiny silver knobs on the outside, and threw it aside. Then he stepped forward and nudged his member against my face.

“Open your mouth.”

I did what he asked and he pushed inside. I could taste my own sweetness dripping off him.

“Lick it,” he commanded with a low voice.

My tongue was already working on it, sucking him off from top to bottom. He was thick and twitching in my mouth each time I reached the tip. I circled it and went down on him again. If I could use my hands, it would’ve been so much better, but they were still chained up behind my back.

I looked up and saw his eyes looming down upon me, hungry, lustful, like an animal.

Dominic moved with the rhythm of my tongue, gently swaying back and forth into my mouth. His pace increased as my sucking did. He pushed himself further into me, helping me lick him. And I let him do it.

“Oh, god, I love this. I’m fucking your mouth, Julie. Don’t you mind?” he said.

I shook my head with his cock still inside. I was bound and trapped, being used for his pleasure, but it was the most erotic thing ever.

He laughed and moaned at the same time when
I teased his tip.

“I can’t control myself if you do that,” he said. His thrusts became more frequent and fierce. He grabbed my hair and kept me in place as he pulled his cock in and out.

“Oh, Jesus, I’m going to come,” he muttered.

“Yes, master,” I muttered. I was so horny from what he’d done to me, I didn’t care for anything other than wanting him. Didn’t care that he was practically riding my face. I wanted to feel him come, to taste him.

He moaned a couple of times, each louder and louder, and I felt his member swell inside my mouth. It pulsated and he let out a groan, arching his back forward, so his glory was pushed further into my mouth.

I could feel the seed being shot out into my mouth. The warm, saltiness slipped down
my throat as he thrust into me.