The Billionaire's Bet: A Seductive Deal (4 page)

The word ‘come’ was repeated over and over
in my mind like
it was
something to lure me into his arms.

“
Don’t cheat,
I’ll know it if you have. If you can do exactly
that, you can come by my house this evening and we’ll begin. The
address is in the envelope.”

He stood up from his chair and buttoned up
his suit. I got up from my chair too. He walked over to me and
placed his hand softly on my arm. “If you’re ready, I’ll see you
tonight.
Oh … and wear
that dress you wore yesterday. It looks quite nice on
you.”

He escorted me to the door and when it
opened, I saw all the women that were seated stare at me like I was
supposed to run in fear. Only I didn’t.

“
The job is no longer vacant. Sorry
ladies,” Dominic said.

Most of them sighed, others frowned or
rolled their eyes, but they all went anyway. I followed them into
the elevator and looked one last time at Dominic, who stood there
proud and statuesque, simply waving at me until the doors
closed.

***

When I closed the door to my room, that pink
dildo was the only object of my attention. I put down my bag and
took a deep breath, before walking over to my nightstand and taking
it into my hand. It was thick and squishy, though not soft, but
very large. I gazed at it and dirty thoughts crossed my mind.
Thoughts of what I could do with this, how long it would last, if I
could do what he asked of me, if I still wanted to go through with
this. The idea of obeying him was somehow arousing me.

I breathed in and out a couple of times and
figured I’d just do it. See if I could make it. There was no harm
in trying and his offer was titillating my thoughts. My curiosity
overtook me.

I took off my shoes one by one, zipped down
my pants and lowered them together with my panties. Sitting down
onto the bed, I placed the dildo on top of my sex and began rubbing
it across. Back and forth, back and forth. I circled it around and
soon my folds began to moisten.

This feels really nice.

I rolled the dildo over my folds, making
it slick from my own wetness. It was a rather sexy thought to know
that Dominic had given me this toy and that it had
been in his hands. Now it was
all mine to play with.

Hissing, I pushed the dildo down onto my clit
and circled it around. After it was slick enough, I dipped the pink
cock into my pussy and moaned loudly. It felt so fulfilling inside
me. I looked at the clock and noticed only five minutes had passed.
I had to spend another fifteen minutes doing this and I couldn’t
come. I didn’t know if I had the strength to stop myself.

I pushed it in and out, slower and faster and
moved along with my own rhythm. It was so delicious and I couldn’t
help but grab my boob and squeeze it. I took it out again and
slithered it across my labia, stroking my aching nub.

Oh, this is too hard. Oh my God, I can’t
handle this, but I must. I have to.

The resolve to do as he asked was stronger
than my lust. My will to please him, so I could please myself, was
all that mattered. This was new and so overpowering. I was at mercy
of my own strength to deny myself pleasure.

After the twenty minutes had passed I
stopped. The dildo dropped to the floor. My nub was aching like
never before. I wanted to come so badly, but knew I wasn’t allowed
and I wanted what he offered more than just an orgasm I gave
myself, so I persisted.

Panting, I got up from the bed and grabbed
a fresh pair of panties. My hands were stiff; one had marks all
over it from the edge of the bed. My legs were shaking, but I put
on the black cut out dress he wanted me to wear anyway. I took out
the envelope from my bag and sat down on the bed again, trying to
avoid my pussy as it was overly sensitive.

It was a contract indeed. Dominic had already
taken the liberty of signing it himself. I read through it,
noticing a lot of the requirements. He’d provide me with care,
clothing, shelter, food and whatnot. In return I’d obey the rules,
care for myself and do whatever this contract said. The contract
had a date and legal agreement. Objectives were to reward me for
good behavior, grant protection and care, regular necessities and
of course sexual favors if earned. I had to perform sexual actions
when asked to do so. I would take punishment in any form if I did
not obey. Our safe word would be red for stopping completely and
yellow to slow down or do something else. And here was the part I
did not yet know. I was not allowed to leave the premises unless I
had permission. Another strange part was that I might be given a
mark as to show that he owned me.

I know there is a contract, nonetheless it
feels weird to read this.

I sighed and read the rest. Somehow the idea
of doing this wasn’t scaring me. It was actually too tempting to
say no to. Suddenly it sank in what I was about to do. I picked up
a pen and went over it one last time, before signing the deal.

My breathing was ragged as I picked up my bag
and walked to the door, ready to become his.

Chapter 4

A taxi brought me to a luxurious apartment
building on the address that was on a piece of paper included in
the envelope. I gave the driver some cash and got out.
On the wall was a telecom and I
pressed the button next to Dominic’s name.

“Hello?” a voice said.

“
Dominic? It’s me, Julie.”

“Ah. Please, come up.”

Something buzzed. I went inside and was
greeted by a doorman. The hall was squeaky clean, bright and looked
expensive. I walked up to one of the two elevators present and
pressed the button, waiting for it to come down. My heart was
racing when the doors opened and I stepped inside.

I pressed the button, number twenty nine,
the highest level. The wait was long and tedious and I was almost
skipping about on my wobbly legs. When the doors opened I faced
only one door, once again, just like at the casino.

Walking up to it, I couldn’t help notice
my hands shaking as I reached for the door.
It opened when I was about to knock.
Dominic looked at me with a confident smile. He was wearing a
tight, black suit, accompanied by a red tie. When I looked at him
all I saw was what I wanted.

“Welcome. Come on in,” he said and he made
some room for me and pointed at his loft. I stepped inside and
looked around. It was a beautiful loft with on one side a natural
stone wall and staircase and on the other side a gigantic bookcase
going from the floor all the way to the ceiling, with a balcony
somewhere midway and a few steps leading up to it. I marveled at
expensive looking white couches and seats, the magnificent view
from the window, the golden chandeliers hanging above me.

Dominic closed the door behind me and the
thump shook me out of my daydreams about this loft. I turned around
and gasped. He was right in front of me, only a few inches away.
His lips were so close to mine I could almost taste them.

“Since you’re here, I assume you’ve completed
the test?” he asked.

Holy shit, that’s
straightforward.
I
flushed and nodded.

He smiled. “Good. I hope you enjoyed
yourself. Have you brought the agreement?”

I took the envelope from my bag and gave it
to him.

“
Great,” he said and he held out his hand.
“Let’s sit down for a few minutes.”

He walked me to his seating area and I sat
down on the comfy couch while he poured in some water for me.
“Thanks,” I
said when he
handed it to me. He sat down across from me and opened the envelope
to take out the papers.

“I see you’ve signed it. Good. Now, before we
start anything, I do want to go over it with you again, just to
make sure we both know what we’re getting into.”

“
Okay,” I muttered, taking a sip from my
water.

He listed all the things that were on the
paper, everything I needed to agree to, and everything he would do
in return.
He said that
this night would be a test and that we’d see how it goes from
there.

“Do you have any questions, Julie?”

“
Ah … yes,” I said, still unsure if I would
ask it or not. “Why did you try to find someone through a newspaper
ad? I mean, there must’ve been an easier way.”

He chuckled. “Well, if I’d known how these
things work, then yes, I might’ve searched for someone through a
different channel.”

I almost choked on my drink. “What do you
mean
‘if
you’d known how these things work’
? I thought this was normal to you?”

“The lifestyle is. Searching for a new
partner isn’t.” He looked down at the carpet and avoided my
eyes.

“Oh … I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked,” I
said, noticing the uncomfortable silence.

“
It’s okay. I shouldn’t linger on the past.
I’ve found you now and I can’t wait to get started.”

He stood up and suddenly his demeanor had
changed. His face had gone rigid and his posture was more imposing.
He walked over to me and held out his hand. “Come.”

I was mesmerized by his bright, blue eyes
that were coaxing me to come with him. I took his warm, strong hand
and he guided me up the stairs. We passed his bedroom, which was
quite different, because the bed was suspended in the air, floating
above the floor. He opened a door to the left. I was shocked by
what I saw.

There were benches with straps
and something that looked like
a guillotine without the blade. There was a table with metal cuffs
and a hammock with holes in it, suspended in the air. There was a
chair with clasps on it, a large, red sheeted bed with the same
straps and cuffs on each end and a table with all sorts of
equipment. Wooden and leather paddles, some with spikes, some
without. Whips, chains, slappers, canes, riding crops, more cuffs,
scarves, tape and other binding materials, nipple clamps in all
sorts with chains attached to them and mini vibrators. On another
table there were some candles, a bucket of ice and an assortment of
vibrators and dildo’s. On the walls hung a lot of ropes, some masks
and outfits in all different kinds, but especially leather and
latex.

I shuddered looking at it all. I didn’t
know what to think of it. Some part of it was frightening, the idea
of pain, the idea of being trapped, but it was also exciting
me.
I wanted to try it,
but I was afraid at the same time.

I felt his body press against my back.
“
This is the playroom. I
know it may look scary at first, but trust me, you’ll learn to love
it. I won’t go all out right away, so don’t be scared. I’ll take it
easy on you. We’ll start simple and soft, nothing with too much
pain.”

“I don’t know …” I muttered.

“
You can trust me. I will always abide by
the contract. I won’t push you further than your limits and you can
always say the stop word. Do you remember what it is?”

I nodded, feeling warmth pool in my belly
from his hands that gently slithered around my sides.

“
Say it,” he whispered into my ear. “What’s
our stop word?”
“Red.”

“
Good. Now what’s the word if you want me
to slow down or stop the
action and do something else?”

“Orange.”

“
Good girl.
Now, I have certain rules. We’re in the playroom
now, so you must always call me master. If you ask something,
always say please. I might be a beast in the bedroom, but I
appreciate manners.”

“Okay,” I said.

I felt a slight pinch in my waist and knew it
were his fingers. He released me and gave me a short slap on the
butt. It wasn’t painful, but I jolted up.

“
Okay, what?” Dominic said, his voice
gruff.

“Okay … master.”

He chortled. “
Well done. See, it’s not so hard to do as you’re
told. Remember the rules, Julie. If you don’t abide by them, I have
to punish you, like I did just now. That was lesson number
one.”

My body was trembling and my heart was
racing. I didn’t dare turn around.
I heard him sniff and I felt a warm breath near my
hair. “You smell so nice.” He moved aside my hair from my neck and
I felt his breath heat up my skin. I gasped when his moist lips
brushed along my shoulder. I closed my eyes as he started to give
me tiny pecks from my shoulder to the top of my neck, stopping
right below my ear. My panties were getting damp and I shuffled
around on my legs trying to move closer to him, to feel
him.

He nudge
d me forward and ripped open the zipper of my
dress.

“I want this off,” he said.

Instinctive I clench my hands to my chest,
trying to keep the dress from falling down. I’ve never really
undressed like this, so visible, so naked in front of a man.

“But I thought you wanted me to wear it?”

“
I know I did and it’s nice, but now I want
it off. There’s no discussion possible. Take it off or I will,” he
said, his voice more demanding than before.

I took in a deep breath and let the dress
slide down to my feet.

“
Take off the rest too. I want you
completely naked.”

“What?”

“Do what I ask you, Julie. Take off your bra
and panties or I will have to punish you.”

I swallowed. I’d never experienced a man
being so dominant before. It was not usual for me to accept it, but
I knew it was part of the contract. Part of the reason why I was
here. To feel what it was like. It was part of the play.