His Every Desire: The Billionaire's Assistant (Billionaire BDSM Domination Erotica) (3 page)

"She is running a personal errand
for me," Taylor said as I hung from the rack in his wardrobe with
nipple clamps on my breasts and pussy juice running down my
legs.

"A personal errand?" Poor Harry obviously couldn't
believe his ears.

"That will be all for now, Harry. Hold all my calls.
I am not to be disturbed. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Harry replied meekly. The intercom clicked
off.

"Where were we?" Taylor asked himself.

I felt his hands on the back of my
head. He had unfastened my blindfold. I squinted against the light
and wondered whether the ball gag would be removed next. It wasn't.
Taylor turned me around to face him. His handsome face was placid.
I couldn't tell by looking at him that he had just brought me to
orgasm, applied nipple clamps to my breasts before spanking my ass
with a paddle until tears came to my eyes. He looked cool as a
cucumber.

Taylor was still wearing his pants and shiny shoes.
He shucked them off now. First, he removed his shoes and socks.
Then he unbuckled his obviously expensive belt. Could that be
alligator skin? He undid his pants and allowed them to slide to the
floor. After stepping out of them, he carefully placed them on the
back of his chair and approached my body.

"I'm going to fuck you," he said. "Do you
understand?"

I nodded behind my gag. My nipple clamps pinched as
my tits bounced up and down in agreement. When Taylor unfastened my
hands from the rack above my head, I nearly fell to the floor. My
arms were cramped up, and my legs were jelly. He held me and
lowered me gently to the plush carpeting front of the wardrobe.

He was completely naked. I was nearly clothed. My
skirt was hiked around my waist and my blouse was unbuttoned. My
breasts hung free beneath a bra that had been pushed up under my
armpits. I felt so inelegant next to this magnificent creature. His
body was the stuff dreams are made from. He was flawless.

Taylor lowered his body onto mine. I
looked down the length of my body to the place where his thick
penis was about to enter my cunt. I thought he was uncircumcised,
but I wasn't sure. I didn't get a good look at it before he plunged
his dick into my dripping pussy. It was enormous. That was the last
thought I had before the massive rod of hot veiny flesh penetrated
me. I couldn't gasp thanks to the rubber ball in my mouth, but my
eyes opened nearly as wide as my mouth.

He pushed into my body repeatedly. His hard cock
turned my pussy inside out at every stroke. I was more than ready
for him, but I never expected that his dick would be so long and
thick. This was very far removed from sex with Mark in my best
friend's childhood bedroom just weeks ago. This was real sex. I
moaned from behind my gag, pressing my teeth into the hard rubber
ball. I was going to cum again.

Taylor must have seen the signs
because he slid a hand between our bodies to help coax my orgasm
into fruition. Pressing his palm firmly against my
mons pubis,
he let his
fingers slide onto my throbbing swollen clitoris and rubbed circles
into the flesh until my cunt contracted around his cock. He removed
his hand but kept grinding his dick into my pussy. I bucked my hips
upward toward his body. I needed his long, thick cock to penetrate
me as deeply as possible. This was ecstasy. I arched my back and
pressed my head into the plush carpeting.

When my body stopped shaking and convulsing, Taylor
let his own climax happen. Hot loads of white, creamy cum shot
inside my waiting pussy to mix with my natural juices.

He didn't even speak when it was over. Taylor
separated his body from mine, removed his accoutrements from my
mouth and nipples and turned his back on me like nothing ever
happened.

"You may be dismissed, Miss McDermott," he said. His
naked buttocks were prominently on display.

With trembling fingers, I fastened my buttons and
tugged my skirt back into position. I found my cellphone and that
stack of signed documents and left his office without looking
back.

When I returned to my desk, I had to sit sideways
thanks to my sore buttocks and aching vagina. I was staring into
space when my intercom buzzed. "Yes," I croaked. It was Taylor
Greene.

"Make sure you send those documents before you leave
today, Miss McDermott," he said sternly. "And prepare to stay late
tomorrow night. I have a special project I need you to work
on."

"Yes," I repeated. This was the best job ever.

Chloe Cassidy