Temptation: a billionaire erotic romance (24 page)

“Yes, Sir,” she said, desperate for him to allow her to reach forward and touch him.  Her grip on her clasped hands tightened.  They shook in her lap, thirsting for the feel of him.

Lightly, Val tapped the crop on her cheek, not enough to really hurt but just enough to keep stinging after he pulled away, reminding her of his power over her.  He ran the crop down her chin, stopping at her breasts to give each a sharp tap.  Serena closed her eyes tightly, taking in the sensation of it.

“Lay back on the bed,” Val ordered, stepping back.  Serena obeyed, watching down her body as Val forced her legs apart. 

He pressed his thumb against the crotch of the panties where her clit was.  Serena squirmed, her heartbeat picking up. 

“You’re such a whore,” Val said, turning the flat of his hand against her clit and grinding against it.  Serena moaned.  “Look at how wet you’re getting, you little slut.”

He forced her legs apart further, spreading her pussy open to him.  A deep, guttural growl sounded from his throat.  The tip of the riding crop slid up her pussy, glistening in its juices, and Serena shuddered.  How could she have doubted that anything Val would do to her would bring her to her knees?

The riding crop slapped against her clit.  Serena jumped on the bed, digging her fingers into the sheets. 

Val’s evil smile returned. 

“I own you, Serena,” he said, running the riding crop up her stomach.  One swift slap against her clit again, making her cry out.  “And I’m going to tear you apart,” he growled, with another slap.  “Bit.”  Slap.  “By.”  Slap.  “Bit.”

One more slap against her clit, making her clutch the sheets harder and groan.  She couldn’t stand it.

“Please, Sir, can I cum?” she cried.

The riding crop’s tip reached her lips, covering her mouth.

“Did I give you permission to speak?” he seethed.

She tried to answer ‘No, Sir, I’m sorry, Sir’ but when she opened her mouth, the riding crop slipped in.  She tasted her own juices on the tip and moaned.  It slipped out again and then slapped her on the mouth.

“Shut the fuck up,” Val said, shedding any last bit of romance she would have seen in him.  He leaned forward, brutal and menacing, his eyes on fire as they glared into hers.  “I’m going to teach you a lesson, whore.  You are
mine
.”

Yes
, the dark thing inside her hissed.

Val dropped to his knees in front of her, yanking her legs to the edge of the bed so that her pussy was before his face.  He pulled her legs apart, his strong arms pinning her helplessly to the bed.  Her breathing was ragged now, almost as ragged as Serena’s desperate panting.  Her eyes squeezed tight shut, unable to handle the overwhelming sensation of Val’s domination of her.  Val leaned forward and chuckled. 

“Look at you,” he said, his hot breath teasing against her.  His tongue ran up her slit and she squirmed.  He brought his hand down on her ass, spanking her with a sharp slap.  “Don’t move,” he warned.  “I want to see how much you can take before you disobey me.  I want to see you take this like a good little slave.”

His tongue reached out and flicked against her clit.  Serena bit her tongue, desperately fighting back the moans.  He ran the flat of his tongue against her pussy, slowly teasing her with it.  His tongue began flicking her clit again, slowly at first and then increasing in speed.  Serena’s fists closed as hard as they could on the sheets. 
Oh God oh God oh God
, she moaned over and over in her head.  Val’s lips closed around her clit and he began licking her in earnest now.  He drove her mad.

She couldn’t stop herself, she knew it was coming.  “Sir, please,” she sobbed, “please can I cum?  Sir—”

He slapped her ass in punishment for speaking, and it was too much.  She came hard and fast, unable to stop.

Val pulled back, his mouth dripping with her juices.  He watched her recover with a furious grimace.  When she caught her breath, he reached forward and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up.

“What did I say?” he snarled, pulling her face only a millimeter away from his.

“Sir, I—”

He slapped her cheek.  “Did I give you permission to cum?  Or did I tell you to stop being such a whore?”

“Sir—”

He forced her to him and slapped a hand over her mouth, making her moan again.  “Well?  Are you sorry?”

She tried desperately to say she was, but his grip on her mouth was too forceful.  She realized immediately that he had no plans of letting her apologize to him.  Tonight was not that kind of night.

Val pulled her head back, glaring at her with a wicked grin. 

“Answer me, Serena, or I’ll have to punish you again.”

Serena fought against his hand, trying to gasp that she was sorry, but it was useless.  Val was too strong.

“I see, bitch,” he spat, throwing her against the bed.  She fell across it, gasping to catch her breath.  “Then we’ll really have to punish you.  Lay back on your stomach and spread your legs.  That’s all you’re good for, after all.  Isn’t that right?”

“Yes,” she gasped, still struggling to catch her breath.

“I think you meant ‘Yes,
Sir
.’  Didn’t you, Serena?”

Shit.

“I see you can’t speak to your master the way you need to,” he spat, spanking her on the ass once, hard.  “We’ll have to gag that whore mouth so you can learn to shut the fuck up.”

Val grabbed a silk afghan from the wardrobe and marched back to her, yanking her up.  “Open your mouth,” he commanded.  She obeyed, and he wrapped the afghan around her head, gagging her.  He knotted it tight so that Serena was totally gagged, unable to untie it even if she tried.

“Now get on your stomach and let me see your pussy.”

Serena obeyed, turning over for him and clasping her hands behind her back like she knew he wanted her to.  When Val came back to her, he bound her hands with new restraints, leather cuffs he had bought specially for this occasion. 

She heard a loud, violent buzz as Val switched something on.  She bit her lip.  The silver vibrator.

For a few torturous moments, Val slid it up and down her pussy, teasing her clit and then pulling away before returning again.  Serena squirmed, feeling a second orgasm coming on but terrified of what would happen if she disobeyed again.  The vibrator found her entrance and pressed against it.  Val slowly slid it into her pussy, and Serena buried her face in the sheets.

“Good, slut,” he murmured, pulling the vibrator out and inspecting it as it glistened with her juices.  “Keep holding it in.  You don’t get to cum until I tell you, and we’re going to be playing for a lot longer than just this.”

The vibrator pressed up against her ass.  Serena jumped, surprised, but Val’s hard hand came down on her, forcing her into the bed. She bit down hard on the gag.

“What?  You want to act like a whore but don’t want to be treated like one?” he snarled, pressing it hard against her.  She writhed against the bed, fighting her orgasm.  “That’s all you are, Serena.  A whore for me to use and abuse as much as I want.  I can do whatever I want to you.”  He pressed it an inch further, the viciously shaking vibrator sliding an inch into her ass.  “Say it, Serena.  Tell me what a whore you are.”

He ripped away the gag and she gasped for air.

“I’m your whore, Sir!” she cried, breathless.

“And what can I do to you?”

“Anything you want, Sir!”

Val plunged the vibrator into her ass, and Serena sobbed a moan into the sheets.  Val thrusted the vibrator in and out of her, watching her moan helplessly underneath him.  Her pussy throbbed and burned with heat.  Serena was consumed by the idea of Val fucking her.  She needed it, or she would die.

“Thank me for destroying this pretty little ass.”

“Thank you, Sir!”

“Would you like me to destroy your pretty little pussy, too?”  She felt his hands leave the vibrator and dig into her ass, and his rock hard cock pressed against her pussy. 

“Yes, please, Sir!” she gasped.  She was out of her mind.

“Beg me,” he snarled, slapping her again.  “Beg me for my cock like the worthless whore you are.”

“Please, Sir!” she screamed into the sheets.  “I need your cock!  I’m a worthless whore that needs you to fuck me.  Please Sir please Sir please Sir please Sir….”

Her begging was interrupted by Val’s cock plunging into her soaking pussy.  Serena moaned and collapsed against the bed, totally powerless against him.  She was totally filled, with the vibrator in her ass and Val’s massive cock in her pussy.  There was nothing she could do against him. 

She was his whore, totally overpowered by him.

Val began pounding into her furiously.  He grabbed her hair, pulling her up against him and growling into her ear.  “This is all you’re good for, isn’t it?” he snarled.  She groaned against him, almost blinded by the pleasure.  “Being my sweet little slave, to play with whenever I want.  Say it, Serena.  Tell me what you are.”

“I’m your slut, Sir,” she moaned.  His pounding picked up pace, and one of his hands reached over to grope her breasts.  He pinched a nipple hard, and she cried out, soaring towards the edge. 

“Please, Sir.  Please fuck me like I deserve.”

He pushed her down into the bed, forcing her face into the sheets.  “Do you want to cum, whore?”

“Yes, Sir.  Please, Sir,” she gasped.

“Beg me.”

“Please, Sir,” she moaned, knowing it was coming and there was no way to stop it.  “Please let me cum, Sir!”

“Cum, Serena!” he ordered, slapping her ass viciously again.  She came instantly, screaming into the sheets, as Val held her bound wrists and pounded into her.  He growled as he fucked her and watched her cum.  “That’s all you are, you worthless slut.  You’re my whore, and you cum when I let you.”

“Y-y-yes, S-s-sir!” she screamed into the sheets.

Before she was even finished cumming, he grabbed her bound hands and jerked her up again.  Her ragged breath mixed with moans as he pulled her to him, his arms shaking.

 “Get on your knees,” he said, his voice just as shaky.  “I want to cum on that pretty little face.  I want to see you degraded and fucked like the worthless whore you are.”

He dragged her shaking form from the bed and let her fall to the floor.  She clawed her way up, holding herself up by the bedposts, still trembling from her orgasm.  She reached for his cock and guided it into her mouth, sucking passionately.  He thrusted into her mouth, his hips bucking wildly.

“That’s right,” he growled.  “Fuck me with your mouth.”

Serena felt him slide his cock out of her mouth and watched him with wide eyes as he took it in his hand.  He stroked his cock, watching her with burning eyes, his chest rising and falling raggedly.  “God you’re so beautiful,” he murmured. 

Her lips parted to say something, and something about that forced him over the edge.  Val came, shooting strings of cum to her face.  Serena closed her eyes, accepting her punishment with joy.  She was his little slut, and he could do whatever he wanted to her.  It was perfect.

When he was finished, he ordered her to clean up, and Serena immediately obeyed.  He picked a nightgown for her from the wardrobe and beckoned her to sleep with him in her bed.  She crawled in gratefully, feeling warm and fulfilled.

“I think, Serena,” he said, his voice warm as he wrapped his arms around her.  “We’re going to do very nicely together.”

“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled, basking in the warmth of his arms and the delicious comfort of the bed.  She paused, glancing up at him, but then turned red and ducked her head. 

Val smirked.

“What is it, Serena?” he asked, tipping her chin up so that she looked into his eyes.

“Nothing, Sir.”

“No, Serena,” he said sternly.  “Tell me.”

She bit her lip, embarrassed.  “Can we go again, Sir?”

Val chuckled, running his fingers through her hair.  She closed her eyes, relishing the feel of them.  She was his pet, now and forever, and for the first time, she felt like she belonged.  Everything, she realized, had been worth this.  Everything they had done—the fights, the death, the danger—it was all worth it, because it had led here, and here, she was with Val.  She was finally home, and there was nothing that could take that away from her.  She smiled and buried her face into his chest.

“Don’t worry, darling,” he said, his voice full of dark and endless promise.  “We’re just getting started.”

Christine Elliott is an author of dark, sexy romances and erotica.  She spends her days writing seductive stories about dominant and brooding masters, the lovely young women they seduce, and passionate nights you’ll never forget.  Her debut novel, Temptation, the first in the Temptation Chronicles BDSM trilogy, was published in June 2014.  She is currently working on its sequel, Submission, slated for release in August 2014.