The Billionaire's Daughter (24 page)

In
the main room, as Dante watched Karen carefully pack the risqué items and run
his credit card, he willed his cock to sleep.
 
It had been a very titillating shopping trip, the unexpected
paddling required by Kate’s sudden outburst adding to the spice of the
day.
 
And he was also considering
the toys he’d so carefully unpacked that morning.
 
Yes, the little excursion had been successful and
salacious.
 
The stop at the coffee
shop on the way home would probably be so as well, but he was really looking
forward to the evening that lay ahead.
 
Kate had no idea what was in store for her.
  

CHAPTER TWELVE

They
had arrived home by 3:30 and to ensure he’d have the rest of the day to himself
he told Kate she could have the afternoon to kick back and relax.
 
Besides the fact that he wanted to go
through his box of tricks, he knew she needed the break.
 
He could see the relief on her face
when he kissed her and told her the afternoon was hers, and made it clear
she was not to disturb him until after 5 pm.

Sitting
on the couch, the box open in front of him, Dante started going through the
contents item by item, starting with the cuffs.
 
Just moving them in his hands he could feel his cock react
and he couldn’t wait for them to grace Kate’s wrists and ankles.  The
leather was like that of the collar - soft and supple but strong, and the
buckles were small and well made. 

Placing
the leather cuffs on the coffee table, he retrieved collar and studied it.
 
It was the perfect width and had
beveled edges so as not to scratch its victim’s skin.
 
Sporting five chrome strategically placed rings, he could
imagine her wrists being held there by the matching shackles.
 
What a pretty picture she would
make.
 
He sat it next to the cuffs
and he reaching back in he found the heavy leather flogger.  It was
impressive. 

He
had one just like it but it was several years old and in a locked box in his
home.  It would be all new implements for Kate.  Running his fingers
through the leather tongues he knew he’d made the right decision.  It
smelled new, felt new, and he couldn’t wait to christen it on her delectable
derriere.  He could imagine the bright red stripes instantly appearing on
her white flesh - hear the sharp intake of breath as the hot thudding stroke of
the flogger landed on its mark.  His moved from reactive to swelling in
anticipation. Smiling he laid it across the table in front of him.

Turning
his attention back to the container of decadent goodies he spied a small
cardboard box.   He knew exactly what it was inside the innocent
looking package.  A vibrating egg.  The smile turned into a chuckle
as he pondered how Kate might react to the innocent looking intruder.  He
was sure she'd be mortified at first, then come to love it - even crave its
decadent invasion.

   
Laying next to the small box and wrapped in tissue paper was the riding
crop.  It was short and fat with a wide piece of leather at the end. 
While it wasn’t severe like a long thin dressage whip, it definitely left an
impression and he liked its balance and the way it felt in his hand. 

Then
there was the small black velvet jewelry box.  He brought it out and
lifted the top.  Laying against the black interior was a delicate pair of
silver nipple clamps.  They were completely adjustable, and if one wished
to attach weights there were chains that could be attached which were just as
fine looking as the clamps themselves.  Her naughty little nipples were
going to look divine locked in the silver clips and he couldn’t wait to watch
her experience them.

  
The dildo was next,  Still wrapped in its clear plastic packaging the
label boasted its many attributes.  Life size, strong, durable, hard
rubber, promising satisfaction. 

At
the bottom of the box were several long leather straps, each with chrome rings
at the ends, and a number of double sided metal snaps.  And last but not
least, a wide, silk, black blindfold, backed with soft foam to avoid any
peeking.  All in all, everything he could want.

He
carried the cuffs, the blindfold, the egg and the dildo across to the night
stand next to his bed and placed them in the drawer.  The flogger he hung
on a hook in his closet, along with the crop.  The leather straps and
metal snaps he laid out neatly in his bottom dresser drawer and covered them
with T shirts.

The
velvet box that contained the clamps, however, he left on the coffee table in
full view.  It looked just like a regular jewelry box, innocent and
unassuming, and he smiled at its deceptive appearance.  He stretched and
yawned.  It was a little after 4:15 and he wanted and needed a decent
nap.  Laying on his bed he closed his eyes and imagined just how glorious
Kate would look, naked but for the cuffs.  Or perhaps in a garter belt and
stockings and the cuffs, or in the harness in tight bondage.  And there
were always the corsets. 

He
felt his cock spring to life and touched himself absently.  As visions of
Kate dressed in all the different types of salacious attire danced in his head,
he let himself drift into a calm restful slumber.

In
her room Kate was laying on her bed thinking about the salacious clothing he
had bought her.
 
Her ass was still
scratchy from the nasty little paddling and she knew Dante would doubtless have
more in store for her that evening.  She had regretted her outburst the
moment it had happened but her remorse had not saved her from Dante's
discipline.  She ran her hand across her tender behind and wondered just
how much more she would have to endure for her lack of self control.

 
Not only did she know she was going to
be punished further she was also desperate for some pleasure.  Regardless
of the severity of the discipline it always had the same effect.  The hot
smacks would leave her pussy throbbing with need.  But the addition of the
rolled leather riding her so salaciously during the drive home had made her
need even greater.  But while it was a relief when he removed it upon
their return, it left her with a surprisingly empty feeling, and for the first
hour she had almost missed wearing it.  She knew she would have to tell
Dante that little secret.

Yes
it had been a long day.  First the shopping, the paddling, the long drive
home with her sore butt and agitating leather inside her pussy lips and up her
crack, not to mention the stop at the small cafe.  She was sure every
patron in the place knew what was between her legs.  And he made her walk
to the condiments bar 3 times just so he could smile secretly as he watched her
walk back and forth. 

Sighing
heavily she could finally feel herself beginning to truly relax, and closing
her eyes she felt herself falling into a deep doze.
 
She dreamed of kneeling before her King who sat on an
ornate, huge throne, being spanked by the court jester and running around an
enormous castle.
 
She woke up
feeling as if she was actually living a fantasy and none of what had happened
to her was real.
 
But as she came
out of her heavy sleep her bottom quickly reminded her of just how real it was.

Glancing
at her watch she saw it was almost 5:30 and quickly jumped from the bed, showered
and changed, and made her way to Dante’s room.  Knocking gingerly she
waited.  A few moments passed until she heard him invite her in and she
pushed open the door.  The only light in the room was from the small
bedside lamp.

“Just
wondered what you’d like for dinner?” she queried.

Dante
was sitting on the edge of his bed looking a little bleary eyed. 

“Are
you ok?” she asked.

To
his surprise Dante had fallen into a profound sleep and it was the soft knock
on his door that had woken him.

“I’m
fine.  Just had a long nap.  Dinner - hmmm - pizza.  How would
you like to have a great big pizza?” he smiled.

Kate
smiled broadly.  There was nothing she could imagine she’d like more than
pizza.

“That
would be terrific,” she beamed.  “Pepperoni and mushrooms?”

“Sound
great.  I’ll be out in a little while.  Order it in and set the
kitchen table.  And break open a bottle of some of that Cabernet for
me.  And whatever you would like of course.”

Kate
saluted happily and trotted off.

Dante
yawned.  He had needed the rest and after a hot shower he knew he’d be set
for the night ahead.  Just the thought brought his cock to life once
again, and he willed it back to rest.  Idly he opened the night stand
drawer and stared down at the tantalizing items waiting to be put to use.
 Smiling, he closed it and headed to the shower.

By
the time he entered the large kitchen the pizza had been delivered and the wine
opened left to breath.  Kate had also freshened up.  She had
obviously showered and was wearing a short black skirt and white turtle neck
sweater.  While it was a simple outfit she looked lovely, though he
thought the skirt too shirt.  But since they were in the house and the
staff wasn’t around he let it go.  Impulsively Dante grabbed her elbow and
drew her into him for a long, leisurely kiss.  He felt her body surrender
as her lips melted against his own.  Cock stiffening, he pulled slowly
away and pecked her on the cheek.

“You
look lovely, Kate,” he said, meaning it. 

Her
eyes sparkled as she smiled up at him. 

“Pizza,”
he announced, breaking away.  “I think we’d better eat now or we may not
eat at all.”

Kate
giggled and they settled into the table and began to share the rich, gooey pie.
The wine was comforting and smooth and when they had finished Dante felt
completely satisfied.  He watched Kate efficiently clean things up and
felt very proud of her.  She’d come a long way in a short amount of
time.  Having completed the chore she returned to her seat across the
table from him.

“I
want you to go and fetch that harness I bought you today, wait five minutes,
then come back to my room,” he instructed, his voice warm and inviting.

 A
surge of erotic spice sizzled down her spine and she hurried away.  Dante
rose, and picking up the half empty bottle of wine and his glass he made his
way to his suite to make the few preparations for the evening ahead.

He
began by setting the lights so as to cast a dim, warm glow throughout the
room.  He lit the fireplace but kept it on low so the room would remain on
the cool side, then pulled down the bed covers.  Satisfied, he sat on the
couch sipping his wine waiting for her to arrive.

It
was only a minute or so later that she knocked on the door.  When she
entered the sweater and skirt were gone and had been replaced with a thin silk
robe.  She was carrying the leather harness in her hands, and without
hesitating moved across the room and kneeled before him.

Without
speaking he turned her sideways, removed the robe and ran his hand across her
naked pink backside.  He smacked her twice, hard enough to extract a
wince, then took the top from her hands.  Turning her around so her back
was towards him he proceeded to dress her in the salacious outfit.  He
buckled the straps tightly and this time there was no outburst. 

When
he turned her to face him so as to buckle the straps around her breasts, her
face and chest were red and her breath short and ragged.  It was obvious
Kate was already filled with her decadent need.  It only took a minute to
buckle the breast straps, and he sat back and studied the lovely visage. 

Her
nipples were already hardening, and taking her breasts in his hands he began to
pinch and toy with them.  She winced and whimpered and moaned lightly, and
Dante knew she was already feeling the juicy wetness between her legs, but slipped
a finger in her her pussy to check.  She was dripping and whined quietly
at the teasing touch.  Withdrawing his finger he reached down and picked
up the box.

“This
is for you Kate.”

She
stared up at him.  He had a glint in his eye, and while the black velvet
box appeared to promise something glittery, perhaps a bracelet, or necklace, or
earrings, she had a feeling it did not contain anything of the sort.  His
hands caressed her ass as she carefully lifted the hinged lid.  At first
she had no idea what it was she was looking at, then assumed they were an
unusual pair of earrings.  They resembled miniature silver clothes pegs,
the rounded tops clinching a bud that rose up from the velvet backing. 

“They’re
lovely.  They're earrings?” she asked, intrigued by their unique
appearance.  His hands still roaming across her backside were totally
distracting.

“Close
your eyes,” he replied, removing his hands from her ass and taking the box from
her, “and you will find out.  Put your hands behind your back and keep
them there.”