Taming Graeme (Taming the Billionaire) (3 page)

 
“Olivia, you’ve obviously read a few books about my Lifestyle, but reading about it and living it are two different things.”

 
“Yes, Sir.” Her mind was still reeling from his kisses.

 
“It’s very important that you know what I will expect of you, and I know that you will live up to those expectations and obey me.”

 
“Yes, Sir.”

 
“The first thing you must remember is that you will be living by my rules, and if you do not obey those rules, I will punish you.”

 
“What if I try and I can’t?”

 
“Then our relationship will not last very long.”

 
“Oh.”

 
“My rules are simple, Olivia. You will do as I tell you, quickly and cheerfully, without hesitation.”

 
“I see.”

 
“I will use you sexually however I want, wherever I want and whenever I want, and you will not refuse me. Our relationship will be all about sex, Olivia, not romance.”

 
“I see.”

 
“I will, from time to time, choose to share you with my friends. I enjoy seeing my submissives pleasured. I enjoy seeing them pleasure other men of my choosing. I could choose to enjoy seeing you pleasure another woman, if it suited my whim. I may choose to display you at The Club, and you will submit to all my wishes eagerly, with a smile on your face. You will not partake of any sexual activity unless I tell you to. No masturbation, no other men, no other women. I will control your sexual pleasures. You will only enjoy an orgasm with my permission.” Graeme smiled wryly. “You may however continue to read your books.”

 
“Thank you, Sir. Will you be with other women?”

 
“If the mood takes me.”

 
“I see.”

 
“The correct answer to my comments was
Yes, Sir
, not
will you be with other women.”

 
“Yes, Sir.”

 
“If you displease me, I shall punish you. I am not a harsh man, but you know I am a strict man. I don’t tolerate foolishness at the Bank and I certainly don’t tolerate it from my pet.

 
“Yes, Sir. How will you punish me?”

 
“I think you have an idea of that from your books, Olivia.”

 
“Some of those Doms are scary, Sir.”

 
“You don’t crave the whip?”

 
“No, Sir. I had enough discipline growing up. I don’t crave harsh discipline at all.”

 
“Well, I shall definitely spank you with my hand, possibly with a paddle, and if you are very naughty or foolish, with a crop or a cane. I don’t care for belts or whips. I prefer orgasm denial and such, to get my point across.”

 
“What if I displease you greatly?”

 
“Then our relationship will be severed immediately.”

 
“I see. What if you displease me greatly?”

 
“Then I would imagine our relationship will be severed immediately by you. However, I have never had a woman seek to leave my protection and care. It has always been a case of me deciding the relationship is over. I make all the decisions, Olivia. You are basically handing your free will over to me. I will make all the decisions that need to be made.”

 
“I see. Will we have safe words?”

 
“Of course we will. You’ve obviously become aware of them in your books, am I correct?”

 
“Yes, Sir.”

 
“Well, your ultimate safe word is always Red, Olivia. And unlike some of your books, saying Red will not necessary end our arrangement. It should mean that I have pushed your limits as far as they can go at that particular time.

 
“However, blatant disobedience and disrespect will end any arrangement between us. I require your total commitment to pleasing me, and making me happy. I am very much a Dom, Olivia. I have singular tastes. I like my women submissive, obedient, sexy and compliant. I am a very sexual man, Olivia, and I enjoy fucking a woman every way she can be fucked, frequently. Do you understand me?”

 
“Yes, sir.”

 
“I will restrain you, and have sex with you when you’re tied up. Do you understand that?”

 
“Yes, sir.”

 
“I will spank you and occasionally I will find it necessary to use a crop or a cane, but I am not a violent man, and I will always stop when you use your safe word. However, if I think you are using that word simply to avoid punishment you deserve, I will terminate our arrangement and send you on your way.”

 
“Yes, Sir. I think it may be difficult sometimes, to please you.”

 
“So far you please me, pet. Do you have any questions?”

 
“Will you keep me as your pet for a long time?”

 
“How can I answer that when we don’t know yet how we are going to do together, Olivia? I was with my wife for nine years before she died. Francine was my pet for nearly two years until I came back to England. I still see and enjoy her occasionally.  Other than that, I usually change pets every two or three months…”

 
“So you have me here for a good time, not a long time?” she quipped.

 
Graeme laughed. “You have a impertinent tongue, girl. But also a sense of humour, which you will need. How long I have you here depends entirely on how well you please me, and continue to please me.

 
“Now, stand up, here in front of me.”

 
Olivia stood.

 
“Take your dress off, Olivia, and drop it on the floor.”

She stared at him, but the command in his voice was compelling. Olivia unzipped the mini and peeled it off, dropping it to the floor, her eyes never leaving Graeme’s.

 
“Good pet. Now, unclasp your bra and drop it to the floor and then put your hands on top of your head.”

 
Blushing scarlet, Olivia followed his orders. He picked up his brandy from the side table and leaned back, his eyes raking her from top to bottom.

 
“Hmmm, your tits are bigger than I thought under the clothes you wear, Olivia. Nice, very nice. I think we’ll have some fun with those tits. I like your pink nipples. Very innocent. And your waist is slim, no tummy, yes, I like what I see, little pet.”

 
Graeme stood then, and walked around her. “Nice ass. In fact, great ass. You should wear thongs, Olivia, not those cotton granny panties. I don’t want to see you in anything but thongs from now on, Olivia. Do you understand?”

 
“Yes, sir.”

 
“I’ll be checking every day, Olivia, to see that you are obeying me. If I see anything but a thong, I’ll punish you.”

 
“Yes, sir, but I don’t own any thongs…I’ll have to buy some.”

 
“Yes you will…Take your panties off now, Olivia, and then bend forward and put your hands on the edge of the sofa seat.”

 
She did as she was told. It felt awkward. Her head was lower than her waist, and her bottom was raised in the air. Oh, she felt so
naked.
He could see everything! She felt his hands on her bottom, squeezing her cheeks, then pulling them apart, stroking her bottom gently, then firmly. Oh, how he was making her feel!

 
“Step your feet wider apart, Olivia, wider, wider…good, now just stay there while I have a look at you. You’re totally exposed to me like this, Olivia, and I must say I like the view.” Olivia’s face was burning now.

He knelt behind her. Graeme’s hands were running up and down the inside of her thighs and she felt her excitement building. 

  “I want to taste you now, Olivia. Stay still…” and his tongue was exploring her folds. His hands were on her hips, holding her firmly in place. She was scared and excited at the same time. No man had ever done this to her, no man. His tongue dipped into her slit now, and she was amazed how erotic it was, plunging in and out, and now one hand was flicking her clit and she was shaking, and shuddering around his tongue. He pulled away, and laughed.

 
“Oh, you can’t come yet, Olivia, not yet. Perhaps I’ll let you come later, if you please me enough. You taste fine, Olivia, very fine, and I like that you are responding to me. That pleases me, so you can do it. However, you can’t come until I tell you.”

 
His fingers were exploring her now, one finger, then two, then three, and as they plunged in and out, his thumb was pressing on her other hole, and she liked it very much, what he was doing to her.

 
“Oh, little pet, you’re getting wetter and wetter, what a juicy baby! I love juicy girls, Olivia, love to suck them dry, and then make them wet again, and then fuck them hard. I like them to suck me as well, Olivia, and so I’m going to see how well you suck me. Stand up, turn around and watch me.” His voice was gentle, but she could hear the unmistakable authority in it.

 
Olivia stood and watched as Graeme casually undressed. He was now as naked as she was. He was like a god, he was so…so…masculine, with his finely toned muscles, the smattering of dark hair on his chest, that continued down, down to his manhood. Olivia’s breath hitched.

 
He was…he was every hero in her erotic romance books come to life.

 
No wonder the books called it a happy trail…He was so beautiful, so ready…so
large
!

 
He sat down again in front of her, his legs spread. “Kneel here in front of me, Olivia, and show me how you worship my cock. This cock is the centre of your existence now, Olivia. Show me how important it is to you.”

 
Olivia knelt between his legs and took his large, throbbing cock in her hands. The head was purple, and she could see droplets of pre-cum forming. The shaft was thick. Her fingers traced the veins in wonder…

She smiled up at him and licked the clear drops of pre-cum up, as they described it in her books, and then took him into her mouth and started to move her head, her hands and her tongue, to give him the best feeling she possibly could.

 
She’d never done this, but she’d read so many erotic romances, she was sure, in her slightly drunken state, that she would be good.  Her tongue languidly caressed that throbbing head, flitting in and out of his slit, and her hands stroked softly up and down that massive shaft. Graeme’s hands came up and he grabbed her head and held it firm as he started to push in and out, hard and fast. She started to suck hard, and she could tell from his groans he liked it. He hit the back of her throat and she thought she would gag, but she took a deep breath through her nose, and she was alright again.  He fucked her mouth fast and hard, and she could feel his cock swell, and quiver and she knew he was going to come.  She swallowed the thick, salty spurts down, all of them. He pulled out and still holding her head turned her face up toward him. 

 
“Ah, baby, for a first time that was very, very good. You swallowed every drop, just as a good pet does. It was your first time giving head, wasn’t it?”

 
Olivia nodded, disappointed. She couldn’t have been very good, because he could tell it was her first time.

 
Oh, no! Perhaps he would send her home.

 
Graeme smiled. He could read this girl’s mind, every thought, every emotion showed plainly on her lovely face.

 
“You pleased me yet again, Olivia. You tried very hard to please me, didn’t you, pet?”

 
Olivia nodded.

 
“I love that you aren’t experienced. I’ll teach you, little pet, how to use your tongue, how I want you to suck me…but this was acceptable. I’m happy with you. Perhaps I should please you now, eh?”

 
Olivia looked into his bright blue eyes and was lost. “Whatever pleases you, Sir, will please me.”

 
“Right answer, Olivia. I may let you be my little pet. I’m going to fuck you from behind, baby, fuck you hard and fast, in a few moments, when I’m ready. So, to inspire me to get hard again, I want you to stay kneeling, but now, I want you to move back, so that I’ve got a good view of you, kitten. Push your knees wider apart, and I want you to play with your clit, and plunge your fingers inside yourself, while I watch you…I want you wet, very, very wet, dripping wet. And look at me, Olivia. Don’t take your eyes off mine.”

 
Olivia was very embarrassed. “I’ve never done this before, Sir, so you may have to instruct me…please forgive my ignorance, but I’ve never…played with myself…”

 
“Really?” Graeme’s tone told her he didn’t believe her.

 
“Really,” she replied earnestly. “My grandmother caught me once, touching myself when I was about fourteen, and she gave me such a beating, and told me I was evil…I’ve never done it since.”