Temptation: a billionaire erotic romance (8 page)

“Open your mouth,” he commanded.  “Take this as far as you can, and suck on it.  Keep it in your mouth, or I’m going to have to punish you even harder than I’m about to.”

She took the vibrator in her mouth and held on to it, sucking as much as she could without losing it.  Being blind was more arousing than she had ever imagined.  Now she was truly totally at Val’s mercy—he could do anything to her, anything at all, and she would have no warning.

There was the sound of clinking metal and the squeak of a bottle lid being screwed off.  Val’s form moved behind her, then lifted her up from the floor and set her over the bed.  He grabbed her legs, pulling them apart and placing her ass up and open for him.  She heard him growl a groan and buried her face against the blankets, afraid she would moan back and be punished.

She heard a sharp rip and felt Val tear the panties off her.  The sheer brute force of it sent another shockwave of pleasure down her body.

“Get ready, Serena,” he said, slapping her ass.  She nearly yelped, but her mouth was full of the vibrator, and she didn’t dare stop sucking it.  She felt him apply lube to her, and then heard the sound of him adding a little to himself.  “Relax, if you want this to hurt less,” he commanded.

He pressed his hard cock against her ass, positioning himself against her.  She bit down on the vibrator, immediately tensing up.  But she remembered his words and paused, trying to relax.  She let go of every muscle in her body, giving herself over totally to Val.  She trusted him.  She wanted this.

Slowly, he pushed his cock into her ass, and Serena hissed in breath as she felt him enter her.  His cock was hard enough to hold in her pussy; her ass was struggling to hold his huge size.  But it was erotic too—he was claiming her, every part of her, as his, and she had no choice but to submit to it.  She was his slave.

Val groaned.  Slowly, he pulled out and then thrusted back in.  The feel of his cock fucking her made Serena shake underneath him.  She moaned.

“Keep sucking,” he ordered, grabbing her hair.  She jerked up, reacting to the intense, crazy feeling of his domination of her.  “The less you obey me, the harder this is going to be on you,” he said darkly.  “And the better it will be for me.”

Serena obeyed, sucking the now warm metal of the vibrator as her master fucked her ass.  Though he started slowly, his speed began to pick up, and after a while he had begun pounding her with a steady rhythm.  Serena moaned around the toy in her mouth, unable to stop herself.  She had worried that anal would be painful, but instead she loved it.  It stung, but it was good pain.  It made her pleasure more intense.

Most of all, she loved pleasing Val.

Val began thrusting into her harder, grabbing her hips and forcing her to him so he could bury his cock even deeper inside her.  He had begun to growl and grunt as he fucked her, primal and animalistic.  Every time Serena buckled underneath him or moaned too loudly, she was punished with a sharp slap.

Eventually, Val’s pace began to slow down.  His thrusting slowed, and his hips buckled for a moment.  She heard him groan, and he came inside her, his strong hands grasping her waist so hard she was sure she would be bruised in the morning.

“There we go,” he snarled, sliding his glistening cock out of her.  He slapped her ass one more time, watching her buckle underneath him out of pleasure.  “You can stop sucking now, slut.  You aren’t allowed to cum this time—maybe if you continue being such a delicious little whore you’ll earn an orgasm soon.  Until then, remember this, Serena: I own you.”

He walked around to her front, where she was still shaking in pleasure from his fucking her.  He leaned down and traced her lips with a finger.  “You’re my little fucktoy, slut.  And I’ll do whatever I want to you, and you will
not
disobey me again.  Do you understand, Serena?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered through trembling lips.

“Good.  Now go to sleep.  We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

*****

Over the next week, Serena learned what it really meant to be a slave.  The first night they had used the ceiling hook, Serena had to keep herself from screaming in pleasure as Val fucked her torturously slowly.  Another day, he had tied her hands behind her back and a placed vibrator in her panties and against her clit, then ordered her not to cum, leaving her sweating and squirming on her bed, unable to give in like she ached to.  Every night was a new delicious torture.

Through the last few days, they had gone through dozens of outfits from the wardrobe.  One night she had been a naughty schoolgirl in a latex skirt, the next she was in full slave regalia with a leather corset and fishnets.  Every night, she looked forward to his visits, on fire for Val and the things he did to her.

And yet, there was something strange about it too.  Eloise, for one, treated her as if she was mistress of the house, apparently on the orders of Val.  She never lacked fine clothes or jewelry, and unless Val explicitly told her to stay naked or remain in her room, she could explore the mansion as freely as she wished.  Her days were filled with hours in the massive library or the luxurious gardens, and her nights were filled with blindfolds, wrist restraints, and Val’s domineering, fierce voice ordering her to obey him in whatever he wished.

Only remembering Harry brought her down, but that was quickly fixed by Val’s arrival and harsh orders to get on her knees and worship his cock.  Which was exactly what happened when he came home that Friday.

When Serena was finished sucking his cock, Val ordered her to sit on the bed.  She obeyed immediately, getting off of her knees and returning to the comfortable, springy bed.  Val had recently bought her new silk sheets, almost identical to the ones from his bedroom. 

He was strange like that—he treated her like a whore at night, but during the day, she might as well have been a princess.  Not that she was complaining.  Silk sheets were a dream to sleep on.

Val got up, zipping himself up and appraising the sight of them both in the mirror.  Serena sat naked on the bed, eagerly waiting for her next orders.  She knew something big was coming—Val almost never let her sit on furniture.  Normally she knelt on the floor like a slave, something that was strangely erotic in its degrading nature.  Especially when Val pulled out the restraints.

“I’m having a few associates over for dinner tonight,” announced Val, smoothing down his suit and adjusting his tie.  Serena glanced the clock—it was only five in the afternoon.  Val had come home early after texting her, ordering her to be naked on her bed when he got home.

She should have known he had come early for a reason.  Val never left work early for anything, even sex.  Tonight must be an important business meeting, and there was no telling how many people would flood the mansion tonight.  Serena sucked on her lower lip, tantalized by the memory of what Val had said the night she agreed to be his slave.  ‘
I can share you with my friends or even strangers, let them fuck you or own you or do whatever they want to you
.’  Was that was he was planning?  It made her knees tremble.

As if he heard her thoughts, Val turned to her with a smirk.

“I’m not going to share you,” said Val, “if that’s what you’re thinking.  At least not yet, or at least not with them.”

Serena tried to hide her disappointment.

“But don’t worry,” Val said coolly, opening the drawer of her dresser.  She watched him pull out what looked like a dildo, thick and silver.  In his other hand was a small remote control pad, silver and discrete, something he could easy slip in his pocket and have no one suspect a thing.

Val pressed a button on the control pad, and the vibrator began shaking violently.  It was completely silent but so strong it nearly shook itself out of Val’s strong grip.  Val grinned.

“I have another game planned for today,” he finished.

Serena watched him approach with large eyes.

“Lay down, Serena,” he commanded, watching with lust in his eyes as she laid on her back.  Carefully, he spread her legs open for her, running an appreciative hand down her thigh.  “This is going to be fun,” he promised.  He chuckled.  “At least for me.”

He spread her legs wider, then ran a finger down her pussy, watching her squirm underneath him.  He placed the silver vibrator against her, and she shivered at the cold metal of it.  Slowly, he pushed it into her, and Serena squeezed her eyes shut.  It was so big—she was afraid it wouldn’t fit. 

But Val was careful, and nothing could stop him when he had an idea.  Slowly, he worked the vibrator into her until only the tiny plastic base was showing.

Val grinned.  “Let’s see if this works, hm?”

He pressed the button, and instantly Serena’s world was on fire.  The vibrator shook violently inside her, massaging her pussy and bringing her dangerously close to cumming.  Serena groaned against it, trying desperately to save her last dignity, but she knew it was useless.  Val wanted to embarrass her.  He wanted to show her what a whore she was, and he was winning.

Val pressed the button, and instantly the vibrator stilled, leaving Serena panting on the bed, helpless.

“Like I said,” Val said, his eyes on fire.  “Fun.”

Serena nodded, breathless.  “Yes, Sir.”

“But that’s not all,” Val said, returning to the drawer.  He fished around in it for a few moments, then pulled out another contraption that Serena hadn’t seen before.  “Stand up, Serena.  And make sure that vibrator doesn’t slip out of your pussy.  Keep it in.  If it comes out, I’ll have to whip you again.”

Serena obeyed, wincing against the size of the vibrator in her tiny pussy.  Even Val wasn’t this big.  But she liked it—the pain was pleasure, and she was struggling not to cum.

“Put this on,” Val ordered, handing her the contraption.  It looked like a pair of panties, but it was made of metal, and a lock was held on the front of it.  “It’s a chastity belt.  It’s going to be part of our game.  Put it on over the vibrator, it will keep it in when we’re in front of our guests tonight.”

Serena hesitated but obeyed, taking the chastity belt and placing it over her and the lace panties she had slipped back on.  She put it back together, snapping the lock back in place.  His jaw clenched, Val reached into his pocket and pulled out a key, carefully locking the belt and tightening it against her.

“There,” he said, his voice rough.  “Let’s see.”

Once again, he pulled out of the control pad and pressed the on button.  Serena jumped and grabbed at the post of the bed, unable to control herself.  It had been hard enough standing up straight with the huge vibrator in place, stretching so tight it nearly forced her legs apart.  But now it was impossible.  The vibrations rocked her from the inside and the pleasure made her legs as unstable as jelly.

Val’s eyes blazed.  “Did I say you could move, Serena?”

“I—I’m—I …
oh
! … I’m s-sorry, Sir!” she gasped.

Val pressed the button again, and Serena nearly collapsed.

“Yes,” Val said, his evil grin spilling over his face.  “I think this will do nicely.”  He turned around, returning to the wardrobe again.  Serena panted, trying to catch her breath as she watched him pull out a dress.  Val leaned down to the drawers at the bottom and brought out something else: a pair of tall, classy black pumps.  Serena nearly whimpered.

“Put these on,” Val said, tossing the shoes at her.  Serena leapt forward, catching them as best she could with her still weak legs.  “And quick, they’ll be here soon.”

Serena slipped the heels on, worried about their height.  She looked like a stripper, she realized, wearing thick pumps, lace panties, and nothing to cover her bare, bouncing breasts.

“Now walk,” said Val.  Serena took a few tentative steps.  The first were nearly impossible, wobbly and unstable, and she thought she’d twist her ankle and die.  But after a few moments, she got the hang of it, slowly becoming more comfortable.

I’m doing it! she thought.  This is sort of easy, I have no idea why I was worried that—

The vibrator switched on,

“WALK,” Val commanded, his voice stern and holding the threat of another whipping if she didn’t obey immediately.

Serena scrambled up, grabbing the bedpost for support.  The vibrator was absolutely pounding her pussy, mercilessly rocking her into the kind of submission only Val could bring about.  She winced, trying to find her balance again, and took another step.  Then another.  It was impossible, but she forced herself to do it, fighting back against her melting legs.

Each one was harder than the last—moving her legs shifted the vibrator in new, tantalizing ways.  Her panties were riding up against her clit, and with the chastity belt locked, there was nothing she could do.  Every step forced her closer to cumming, and though she fought it off, her whole body was trembling and she couldn’t help but moan.  It was sweet torture.

“Fuck, you’re hopeless,” Val said with relish.  “I hope you get the hang of it quick, darling, because if you don’t, you’re going to embarrass yourself terribly at this dinner.”

Darling
.  He hadn’t called her darling in so long.  She must really be turning him on.  Oh God, that just made her hotter and her torture even more unbearable.  Serena bit her lip harder, wishing Val would just throw her on the bed and fuck her already.  Though she knew he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.