The Billionaire's Bet #2: A Hot Call (BDSM Erotic) (4 page)

“Fucking hate myself …” he said, his voice turning
into a whisper halfway through.

After a whi
le he started to alternate sniffs and sighs. Then they turned into sobs. Louder and louder. Until I could no longer ignore it.

I sighed and turned around. His face was buried in his hands, his elbows leaning on his knees. He let out a sad moan and
rubbed his eyes with his fingers until they were really red and swollen.

I sank to my knees and took his hands. “What’s bothering you so much?”

He gazed at me with those bright blue eyes, half opened mouth, defeated look on his face. “That I can’t give you what you want, okay?”

He stood up and walked to the shower, leaning his head against the wall, bathing in the water coming down.

“Why? What’s stopping you? Is it so hard to fall in love with a girl like me? Do you ever want more than just a relationship based on sex?”

He snorted and turned his face around. “
Yes! It’s not hard, but I have so much to deal with right now, that I can’t. That’s the problem.”

Suddenly it hit me. He didn’t just give me a spanking because he was angry at me for having broken the rules. He’d smacked me because he was angry at something else. Something had happened to him, whether it was at work or something else in the
past, but I could sense it influenced him, even now. He was taking his rage out on me.

The realization was frightening, but at the same time I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
What drives a man to do such a thing?
He was even crying, just now, and it seemed like he was totally drained. It was like he was tortured by his own mind.

I walked over to him and stood still right in front of him, spats from the shower falling down on my face. He held his hand firmly on the wall beside us, his features robust and menacing, but his stance and slumped head made him look beaten.

“Look, I’m sorry … please don’t ask me why,” he said. “I can’t explain it. I don’t want to. This is something I have to deal with by myself.”

I swallowed, feeling crippled
by his words in my attempt to understand him. “I want to get to know you, Dom, but you have to trust me, too.”

“I know,” he said. His arms dropped and with one tug he pulled me into his embrace. He buried his face in my neck and nuzzled my wet hair, pushing my body into his chest.
“I’ll tell you when I’m ready.”

He sighed and delved his fingertips deeper into my skin as he hugged me tight. “Goddamn, it’s been a long time since I held a woman like this.”

I chuckled and it felt like my fear of him had suddenly vanished. Somehow the idea that I could make this work wormed its way into my head. My arms moved out of their own when they entwined behind his neck.

“You make me weak, you know that?” he whispered close to my ear.

I couldn’t withhold the smile from popping onto my face. “I can see that, but is it so bad?”

“It’s not something
I’m particularly fond of, no.”

“You’re more into authority and power. Yes, I know.”

He chortled and planted a kiss on my shoulder. “Well, I want one thing clear though. I don’t intend to change that. I’ll love and keep on being dominant for the rest of my life, so if you can’t handle it then …”

“I know. I don’t want you to change,” I said. “I just want more. More love. More trust.
More like this.” I pressed my head further into his pectorals to hug him more.

“Maybe.
I could work on that,” he said.

We both laughed and kept holding each other, gently swaying under the hot shower, until we’d both rinsed away our pain.

Chapter 4

As the days went by we grew closer to each other. We spent some time together at the park, strolling around like an old couple. We ate lunch at a few different restaurants, trying out different things like tiny pieces of stuffed duck and a spicy pumpkin soup. We even watched a movie together, as if we were just a normal couple. It was almost funny.

Dominic always went to work at the same time, I spent my day working on my manuscripts. I had much more to write about now, especially with this turbulent relationship I was in. Whatever kind it was.

But he hadn’t put his hands on me ever since. Not even to make love.

However, Dominic decided to get us tested for STD’s, because he said he wanted to have sex freely. Odd, considering our sex-free days. Nonetheless, I was happy with it. It meant we were pushing toward a more steady relationship. Also, because we were both clean, which was a relief.

When Dominic came home he had this provocative smile on his face that made me laugh. “What?”

“I want to take you somewhere tonight,” Dominic said. He came to the table where I sat and placed his strong hands on
my shoulders. “You must come.”

I chuckled. “I
assume I have no say in this?”

“No.
None at all.” He bent over and I felt his warm breath in my neck, creating goose bumps all over my skin. “I want to take it a step further, you see, our relationship. I want to show you more of what I love to do. To increase your submissive experience.”

“Oh? And are you going to tell me somethin
g about what it is?”

“No, but I’m sure you’ll find it very interesting. Come.” He held out his hand in front of me and I took it.

Dominic led me up the stairs toward the playroom. What was he up to now?

“Do you see that suit over there?” he said.

I nodded. On the wall hung a black and red latex corset with a detachable piece for the boobs. Below it hung a tiny black thong with stockings. On the floor were two black sky high heels.

“I want you to put it on.
”

I swallowed back the lump in my throat and got goose bumps all over when I touched the material.

“Don’t worry, I’ve had it custom made especially for you.”

My eyes and fingers skidded across the material and I took it off the hook. I sized it up and indeed it would fit. But what was it for?

Dominic went ahead and grabbed some leather pants and thick boots. He looked at me when I peeked his way.

“Well, go on. Put it on. I’m not telling you twice, Julie.”

I did what he asked and took off all my clothes, then struggled to get into the outfit, but I managed eventually. I had particular trouble with the patch meant to go over the boobs, trying to lace it up to the rest of the latex. It was something capable of being ripped off. I could see why he found it a sexy set.

When I was done, I turned around and saw Dominic’s bare chest and tight fitting leather pants wrapped around his yummy package.

I fought the urge to rip it off him.

“Here, put this on too,” he said, after picking up something from the cabinet. It was a laced, golden mask with nice frills that would hide only my eyes. He grabbed a much bigger one for himself that would cover everything but his mouth. It was white with nifty black lines all across, making him look kind of scary.

He walked out the room and I followed him. My sky high heels were a trouble to get down the stairs with. By the time I was in the living room, Dominic had already grabbed our coats.

“Put this on too.”

“We’re going outside? Like this?” I yelped.

He frowned. “Yes. No
complaining.”

Before I could answer he’d already hooked his arm around me and pulled me out of the door. I squeezed my legs together and grabbed my coat tight as we waited for the elevator to come down. I knew the guard there would be looking at us. We were all dressed up, though it was hidden behind a coat, but nobody would miss my red face.

Dominic guided us to the car and quickly shut the door behind me before hopping in himself. He ordered the driver to go and close the blinds.

“Where are we going, Dom?”

“It’s master, not Dom. This time, you can keep calling me master. We’re going to a place that’s very special to me. I’m showing you more of my world.”

“More … bondage stuff, master?”

He nodded. “You said I needed to trust you more, so now I’m showing you what I love to do on free days.”

Okay. Guess I’ll just have to trust him too.

I couldn’t help shiver in my seat.

“Is it too cold?” he asked.

I nodded and Dominic immediately pressed a button next to his seat. “Turn the heat up,” he said to the driver. It wasn’t long before the radiator was blasting. As if I wasn’t sweaty enough. Sweaty from stress and angst, yeah.

When we arrived Dominic
helped me get out of the car, because I wasn’t used to the latex being strapped around me yet, I could barely move. We were at what seemed an abandoned warehouse. There wasn’t a soul around and the streets were littered with junk. Windows of the building were smashed and I couldn’t see a light anywhere.

I shuddered looking around, feeling vulnerable and naked.

“Come,” Dominic said and he pulled me inside.

“It’s in here?”

“Yes. Looks are often deceiving, you know.” It was cold and dark inside. We walked through the empty warehouse until we reached a door somewhere at the end. There was a staircase leading down and a broad door at the end of the hallway below.

He stopped right before the door. “Now … I have two simple rules you must obey in here. One is that you always listen to me, no matter what. Two is that you do not speak to strangers unless you have permission. You can only
talk to me, do you understand?”

“Yes, master.”

Dominic held my hand and I squeezed it tight as we walked down and he opened the door.

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

There was music and color, lights and people everywhere. And they were in suits. Dressed up for play. Toys lying around the room. Cages and bars and chains hanging from the ceiling. People dancing, naked. Some were in a spanking session. Others were just having plain sex.

My eyes widened and I gasped, wondering what the hell I’d landed into.

“This is the play party. I regularly attended it.”

“These people …” I mut
tered. “They’re all here to …?”

“Play. With each other
as well as others. Mostly for show and for fun.”

He took me through the room and positioned me against a wall. “Look around, Julie. Take in what you see and enjoy. I won’t force you to go anywhere nor will I ask you to do anything. Just see. Keep your eyes open. And if you’re ready, we can go see a show.
”

He took off his coat and hu
ng it on the stand. Now he was only dressed in tight leather pants, his package clearly showing. It didn’t matter to me.

I was still dazed from what I saw. All of the women here were subs, just like me. They wore kinky clothes, latex, leather, or just straps, as they strode around, being commanded by their Doms. Some were having sex with multiple men. One
danced in a cage, sticking out her tongue, being spanked while bent over. One got a beating to her nipples with a whip, quite harsh actually. Another was slathered in hot wax, screaming her lungs out.

“Are they okay, master?” I said, stuttering.

“Yes. They are here of their own will. Doms will never force their subs to do something they don’t want. Other Doms must always ask permission of the Dom as well, before they perform something on a sub that isn’t theirs. We may be beasts in the bedroom, but we value principles and safety.”

I nodded and took in a large breath before looking around again. My muscles felt strained and when
I looked down, I saw I clenched Dominic’s hand so hard, it had turned pale. I was crushing his hand and he didn’t even flinch.

I looked up to see him smile cheekily. “I can handle a bit of pain,” he said.

It was so hot in here I felt the sweat drip down my back. I still had a coat on, but was afraid to take it off. Underneath, I barely wore any clothes.

I released his hand and
blew some air into my heated face.

“Are you okay, Julie? Do you want to take your coat off? I know it’s rather sweaty in here,” Dom said.

His hand was already reaching for my shoulder. I sucked in some air and closed my eyes. I was dying in here, with this thick coat in the middle of a hot room packed with people. I wanted to get it off, but at the same time I was afraid people might look. How they might react to what I was wearing.

I shuddered when Dominic towered above me, keeping me against the wall, while he slowly slipped his hand inside my coat to make the buttons pop.

“Don’t be afraid. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone here is wearing these things, even raunchier than what I gave you. This is pretty obscure.”

I looked into his bright blue eyes and I could see he
was honest with me, gauging my reaction to what he did.

“Plus, you’re way too beautiful to hide under there,” he added.

A flush rose to my cheeks as he winked at me. Dominic pushed the coat further open and slid his hands down my waist. He moved closer and pressed his chest against me. My heartbeat rose as he pushed me into the wall, his eyes locked onto mine. His lips moved closer and soon they were right on top of mine. He left gentle, feather like kisses on my lips, and then my chin, my jaw, and my neck, trailing all the way down to my shoulder. With slow, caressing fingers he dropped the coat off my arms, exposing me to the public.

But I didn’t care anymore. He
touched me again and in such a loving way, I couldn’t resist. It was so tender and passionate, the way he draped his arms around me, tickling my skin with tiny pecks of his moist lips.

When he withdrew I looked down and could clearly see the big bulge in his pants. I swallowed, his smoldering eyes gazing deep into mine. “You see? It’s nothing to be afraid of. You look gorgeous. Nobody thinks it’s weird. Not here.” He stepped aside and let me ogle the room. Not a soul turned around to look at me in this kinky outfit. They were all busy watching the spectacle or playing a part in it.

It was actually very freeing. As if I didn’t matter whether I was in clothes or completely naked. Nobody would treat you differently. I was the same as them, part of the group, a sub, belonging to Dominic. We were all here with the same goal; to enjoy the night doing crazy, sexy stuff.

I shrugged. “Okay, I’m ready.”

Dominic’s lips curled up into a devious smile and he took my hand. Escorting me through the crowd, he brought me to a cage where a lady danced. She got poked from the side by her hungry Dom, while she made sultry moves to please her master.

We walked further to the other woman who had candle wax dripped all over her. It must’ve
been painful, but at the same time it looked like a piece of art, the way the red wax covered her body with tiny droplets, like a rose petal showering.

“Beautiful,” Domini
c whispered. “Don’t you think?”

I nodded and silently watched. Although I didn’t want to admit it, I
enjoyed it. It seemed like a sexual fantasy come true. Only the Doms could touch their own subs, unless they gave permission to someone else. The couples put so much trust in one another and in the people that came to the party. I admired the fact that these people had so much respect they could keep their hands off the subs.

For an hour or so we watched each of the shows. The spanking and whipping, the clamps and pain, the hot and coldness of the items being used on the subs. Time flew by, but I enjoyed every second of it.

Dom brought me to a table and sat me down for a drink, when someone approached him.

“Dominic Fury, is that you?” the man said quietly.

Dominic nodded and placed his hand on the shoulder of the man. Apparently they knew each other.

“Julie, have yourself a drink. I’ll be right back,” Dom said, and he winked at me. Then he walked off with the man, talking to him as if he was a long lost friend or something.

I shrugged and took a glass of strong liquor from the bar before sitting back down. Suddenly a masked woman came up to my table and sat down across from me.

She had a drink in her hand and slowly raised it to her lips, keeping her gaze on me. After she’d taken a sip, she put it back down on the table. “Hello,” she said.

Oh, shit.
I wasn’t supposed to talk to anyone and she was a stranger to me. Dominic wouldn’t like it if I did and I didn’t want to get punished again. I just kept looking at her like some crazy woman, trying to get her to go away just with my eyes. What else was I supposed to do?

“You can say ‘hi’, you know,” the woman continued.

She smiled when I didn’t answer. It was the loveliest smile I’d ever seen, even though I couldn’t see half of her face, which was hidden behind a pink mask. With her long, tin fingers she pulled out a knot in her wavy blonde hair that curled down perfectly. She tucked the pin away in her clutch and then held out her hand to me.