The Billionaire's Bet: A Seductive Deal (5 page)

My hands fumbled to undo
th
e clasps of my bra. As
it dropped to the floor, I shuddered and dropped my hands beside
me. My fingers hooked around the lace of my panties and I pulled it
down completely. I was naked, facing the wall of this make-shift
dungeon, and I hungered for his love.

I heard his footsteps before I felt his
arms around me. He pulled me into his embrace. His fingers
slithered up to my breasts and cupped them, gently massaging them.
He groaned in my ear. I was ready to slip away under his touch. A
sudden pinch got me wide awake. My areolas were being squeezed
between his index fingers and thumbs until my nipples were
stiff.

“
Hmm, nice and puckered,”
he murmured. “Alright. Go stand
over there, between the chains on the ceiling.”

He directed me toward a plateau in the middle
of the room and hoisted down some chains hanging from the ceiling.
“Hold up your arms,” he said. I did what he asked and then he bound
my wrists with leather straps to the chains.

“
Spread your legs, too.” Dominic lifted my
feet and placed them where they should be, then put straps on my
ankles. I was completely nailed to the floor. Legs wide, arms high
up in the air, shackled, totally nude.

When he came back up from the floor he
just gazed at me, his lips curling up into a devious smile.
“
I like my girl chained
up.” He ran his hands down my breasts and pinched my nipples again
until I squealed. He seemed to enjoy agonizing me, looking at his
broad smile.

He
stepped closer onto the plateau, moving his hand across my
spine and now he was only a few inches away from me. I could feel
his breath on my face as he inhaled and exhaled. “Do you give me
permission to kiss you?” he asked.

I was a bit dumbfounded by his question. “Um
… yes.”

A smack against my butt followed. The pain
followed after. A cry escaped my mouth.

“
Yes what?”
he said.

“Yes, master,” I mumbled.

Dominic
smacked me again, it wasn’t as painful as the
previous one, but still made me shriek from the abruptness of it.
He enclosed my mouth with his, smothering me with his tongue to
make me silent. He explored my mouth with eagerness, while rubbing
his hand over my aching skin. It was soothing, but a gentle
reminder of the force he’d use to make me do what he wanted. I was
his and had no control. Giving it up was hard, but it was also the
most erotic thing I’d ever done. Letting someone be in complete
control over your body was a new and titillating experience for me
and I wanted more of this. Of him.

When Dominic’s lips parted from mine again,
he licked his lips and stepped off the plateau. He took off his
shirt, button by button, right in front of me, as if he was trying
to kill me. Figuratively of course, but I couldn’t wait to get my
hands on those tight abs and smooth pectorals. If I ever got the
chance.

He walked to the table and grabbed a scarf
which he then put over my eyes and knotted it behind my head.

“Taking away your sight will heighten your
pleasure, Julie,” Dominic said.

His footsteps were all I focused on. Moving
around me, circling me. I didn’t know what he was doing or what I
should expect. Every sound was much louder to my ears now, as if
they picked up things I wouldn’t have when I could still see.

And then came the painful pang on my
breasts. “Ah!” I shrieked. He’d slapped it with his bare hand, I
could feel his fingers linger on my hardened nipples as if they
were his prize. And then came another smack on my other breast.
Each time my breath faltered. The pain was sharp, but the burning
skin that felt hot afterwards was arousing my senses.

His hands slipped across my body, over the
painful skin and I hissed when he touched it. He growled and put
his lips on mine only for a few seconds. His hand
suddenly came down with
fierceness on my pussy. I never expected this much pain, but it was
exciting and something new entirely.

“Ouch!” I screamed. He groaned near my ear
and sucked on my earlobe, then moved around to my backside.

“Now this is my idea of fun,” he said.

Dominic’s hand came down on my butt again.
After every smack he would caress my aching skin, rubbing it in
circling motions. He slapped me again and again with the back and
front side of his hand, back and forth from one cheek to the other.
I squealed and my legs were shaking beneath me.

His hand
s cupped around my butt. He steadied me. “Settle
down,” he said, his voice insistent. I felt his fingers travel from
my butt to my belly, each motion making me shudder, taking in
breaths as if I was preparing for the next blow. But it didn’t
come. Instead, he massaged my boobs and caressed my waist, until he
reached my inner thighs. Up he went to my longing folds, nudging
them aside, stroking my sensitive nub. Oh, how I wanted
more.

“Do you like what I’m doing?” he asked.

“
Yes, master,” I replied, this time
remembering his command.

He chuckled. “Good. Do you like
th
e soft spanking as
well?”

“Soft?” I muttered, lingering on the
word.

He laughed. “Oh, yes, this is definitely
soft. There is so much more I can do. I’d like to try
som
ething on you, if
that’s okay.”

“
Um …
okay.”

One of his hands moved up to my nipple and he
squeezed it boldly. “Okay, what?”

“Okay, master.”

“You’re starting out to be a wonderful sub,
Julie, but I want you to beg me.”

“What?”

“
You heard me. Beg
me to pleasure you.”

I flushed and felt the heat pool in my belly.
“I … please pleasure me, master.”

He grunted and released my nipple from his
grip. He walked away and I could only hear the muffling sounds, but
I knew he’d picked up something. Without a warning, he smacked me
with something hard and leathery.

“
Ow!” I yelped. It was much more painful
than his hand, but the sting that followed released
endorphins
that turned
me on so much I wanted more.

“
Yes, Julie. It’s a
soft, leather flogger. I want to increase
the intensity a bit.”

He hit me again on my butt, the pain sizzling
into a hot sting. Each time I gasped for air.

“Let me pleasure you more,” he said. The
flogger came down on my nipples, and again, but I could sense he
was restraining himself. He stroked them afterwards, using the
leather to caress my skin.

I was hit with the flogger a couple more
times and then he stopped to rub my aching skin with an oily and
creamy substance. It beca
me hot and soothing to my skin.

Dominic removed the scarf and I shook my head
from confusion. He was standing right in front of me, smiling,
wiping his oily hands on my breasts. “There.” He released my feet
from the restraints and next came my hands. I almost dropped, my
legs unable to bear my trembling body, but he caught me in his
muscular arms.

“I’m sorry, master,” I said, shaken by the
intensity of the whipping.

“
That’s normal. For a first-timer you did
great,” he said. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

Dominic picked me up and carried me to the
hammock that had holes in it. I sank into it as he placed me on top
and used the shackles to detain my wrists again.

“Raise your legs,” he said. He cuffed my
ankles to the chains holding the hammock in the air, spreading my
labia for him to see.

He looked around and flicked his finger,
probably determining what to pick next. He grabbed two clamps from
the table that had a chain attached to it and a vibrator hanging on
the chain. My eyes widened seeing it.

“
You have to trust me,” he said.
“Otherwise, I can never fully please you.” His fingers grazed my
areolas until they were hard enough for him to put the clamps on. I
bit my lip in agony. The chain slipped down my belly button until
the vibrator was covering my clit.

“Perfect,” he muttered.

Dominic pulled down on the vibrator,
pushing it down on my nub, but jerking my nipples at the same
tim
e. It was both stingy
and arousing. I licked my lips from the ecstatic pleasure it was
giving me.

I felt his finger brush my privates,
circling my lips, while still holding the vibrator on top of my
clit. He nudged my labia aside and entered me. I gasped as he
circled inside me, pushing his finger in and out.

“Hmm … you’re slick already. Good,” he said.
He took his finger out and released the vibrator, letting my
nipples rest a bit again, although the pain from the clamps was
still there.

I looked at my body, the redness of my boobs,
the soreness of my skin. Dominic zipped down his pants and took off
his boxers, setting his fully erect cock free.

Oh, dear lord, I want that inside me,
now.

He grabbed a condom from a shelf above him,
put it on and stepped right in between my legs.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Julie and you’re
not going to stop me,” he said, with a grin on his face.

He thrust inside me with no warning and I
moaned. It was deep and fast, giving me no time to ease into it. He
held my legs, pushing even deeper inside, and bit his lip. All I
saw was carnal lust on his face. The same hunger that had haunted
me since I met him.

He reached forward, grasping the vibrator
again. Nudging it against my throbbing clit, he forced my nipples
to face downward as far as they could go. I squealed and moaned at
the same time, the vibrator and the pain combined giving me the
ultimate pleasure.

“Yes, come for me, Julie. Come! I demand
it!”

His groans sent me over the edge. I
shivered when my body convulsed, my pussy clamping around his
penis. He pumped even more, while I came hard, wave after
wave.
His face lifted
upward to the ceiling and I heard him bellow. A hot feeling filled
my insides as he shoved his member forcefully inside me a few more
times, before he moved out of me again.

“Now that’s what I call a good fuck,” he
said, chuckling.

His cock lay spent on the hammock as he
reached out to my
ankles
to free them. He was breathing rapidly, his chest going up and down
as he walked to the other side to release my wrists too.

“
You
can rest now,” he said, removing the clamps from my
breasts.

My legs dropped down on the hammock. It
swayed from left to right, rocking me like a mother would with her
baby. It was a comfort after this heavy sex. The sex I would
remember for years to come.

Dominic left to clean the equipment we’d
used.
Tired, I closed my
eyes and was lulled into a light sleep.

Chapter 5

When I awoke, I was on a fluffy cushion
and there was a soft
,
red sheet draped over me. Dominic was sitting beside me, his legs
outside of the bed, his back against me. In his hand was an
envelope and he was turning it around and around.

I sat up in the bed and he turned around to
face me. “Morning, sleepy-head.”

“How long was I asleep?”

“Well the sun is shining bright, which says
enough,” he said.

My eyes widened. “Oh, no … I’m sorry, I
didn’t mean to fall asleep. It just happened. I was so tired and
…”

He chuckled and placed his hand on my lap.
“It’s no problem.
” He
smiled and brought my hand to his lips to kiss it. “I had a lovely
time last night.”

My cheeks became hot. “So did I …” I
stammered.

“I guess you have plenty to write about now,”
he said.

“Oh, I don’t think you’d like it if I write
about you.”

“
Why not? Just change the name. No one will
find out it was me.
I’m
glad to be of service to you, too.”

We both laughed and then grew silent,
holding each other’s gaze. H
e was still holding my hand, gently caressing the back with
his thumb. I knew my service was completed and that he’d gotten
satisfaction. So did I. I never expected to enjoy the thrills of
being his sub so much. It surprised me and I didn’t know what to do
right now. My mind was raging with thoughts about how I wanted to
stay, to experience more with him, to be with him. This was such a
revelation to me, that a partner could be both loving and painfully
arousing, I didn’t want to say goodbye to it. Yet, I knew it was
coming.

He held out the envelope to me. “I have this
for you, as promised. You did what I asked and I will do as much in
return.”

He nudged the envelope between my fingers.
I pried it open and looked inside. There was a check inside and I
didn’t have to look
very
hard to see the amount of fifteen thousand dollars on
it.

My stomach churned.
I don’t want this.

I didn’t want to be paid. It felt wrong. I
was just as much pleased by the sex we had as he was. Why would he
have to give me anything? I wanted to come here myself. Sure, the
money was the reason I initially thought of coming here, but it had
become so much more than that. I wasn’t in it for the money
anymore.

I sighed and put it back into the
envelope.
“I can’t take
this,” I said.