The Billionaire's New Piece (The Billionaire Temptation #1) (BDSM Erotica) Read Online Free Page A

just as he asked me. I was thankful the floor was cushioned,
and then I realized that every inch of this room was designed especially for
this kind of play. I took a glance out of the massive window and wondered if
anybody was watching us.
    He guided my
body with his hands, arching my back in the air, while my chest pressed against
the ground. This strange position of submission caused me a slight sensation of
discomfort. Oddly, it felt really good.
    With my back
arched in the air, he spread my ass cheeks open, exposing my dripping wet cunt
and asshole. He put his face between my cheeks and started licking my clit.
    His tongue
danced around my lips, and darted in and out of my hole, before making its way
up to my asshole where he swirled around causing me to writhe in pleasure. This
was what I wanted; I had never felt pleasure like this before.
    He pulled
back, and brushed my ass with the flogger, and then gave me a light whipping. I
shuddered with each strike of the straps, but it felt so good.
    “Do you like
that?” He asked, and I squealed in excitement. He took the paintbrush next, and
stuck the handle into my wet slit and I moaned. I wanted his cock inside me,
next.
    Sensing my
thoughts, he said, “don’t worry. You’ll be rewarded with my fat cock soon. If
you’re good.”
    “I’ll be
good.”
    He pulled me
to my feet again, the brush still in my vagina.
    “Where else do
you want this brush?”
    “Where ever
you want it.”
    He slowly slid
the brush in and out of my pussy, and I could feel my juices dripping down my
thighs. He took a moment to lick my inner thigh, and nodded in approval.
    He slowly slid
the brush out, and played with my lips again, brushing them back and fourth. I
could barely stand, my legs felt so weak. He moved the handle to my asshole,
and slowly guided it in.
    I squealed
with pleasure yet again, and slightly arched my back where I stood. The brush
was sticking out of my ass, and I loved it. My arms were bound behind my back,
and I could feel the end of the brush with my fingertips. It turned me on.
    “Use your
hands,” he said. “Guide the brush in and out.”
    I did as he
said, and fucked my ass with the brush.
    He took the
flogger and tickled my breasts, before giving them a light whip, causing a
brief flash of pain in my chest. It made the sensations in my ass grow stronger
and more intense. I understood my body in a way I never had before. It was utterly
freeing.
    “I could
lavish you with anything you wanted, with my fortune.” He said, walking around
me, examining my body. “Yes, I think I’d like to keep you.”
    “Then keep me.
Have me.” I couldn’t believe how bold he was. I couldn’t believe that I loved
it.
    Then he took
me standing up. I felt his cock pressing against the front of my wet slit,
against the hairless mound of my vagina, before he guided the head of his huge
penis into my dripping cunt, first stopping to tease my lips. And when he
entered, I felt a wave of euphoria sweeping through my entire being.
    Oh my God. Oh
my God. His thrusts nearly swept me off my feet, it seemed he could lift me up
with his entire cock. He lunged in and out, and I could feel his cock in every
inch of my pussy; I could feel his every pulse and thrust.
    He took me
slowly, fucking me deeply. My eyes were closed and I could barely contain
myself. Kissing my neck again, he whispered, “Are you ready to be fucked hard?”

Chapter 5
     
    I don’t know what
came over me, but I replied, “Tie me up.”
    And in the
span of a few minutes, he had pulled the brush from my ass (after quickly
fucking me again with it) and undid the belt from my wrists. He motioned for me
to move towards the bed, and I did as I was told.
    When he
reappeared, he had four pairs of handcuffs. I moaned in agreement. He placed
each pair on one of my wrists and ankles, and then cuffed each one to a
bedpost. I was spread eagle, totally vulnerable, my wet cunt, asshole, and
mouth were his for the taking. And he