Club Alpha: BDSM Romance Boxed Set

by Amy Valenti

  Sophie felt Alex move behind her. She tingled with anticipation. He lifted her skirt up over her hips, as he had that first time in the bathroom. All of a sudden, there was a whoosh of air, and Alex’s hand landed fair on Sophie’s ass. She let out a small yelp, pain searing through her as he smacked her tight white cheeks. Sophie reeled from the sensation. She hadn’t expected this, so suddenly. Without warning, Alex suddenly smacked Sophie again. Her already sore ass burned with even more pain. Sophie knew it would be bright red now, she knew it would bruise, she knew she’d have trouble sitting for the next few days. Tears stung her eyes and she let out small mewls of pain as Alex smacked her ass, over and over.

  Despite the pain, Sophie was getting so turned on. She was completely helpless, completely given over to her new master. He was spanking her in the middle of his office, and she had to admit to herself, she did enjoy this. As though he had the same thought, Alex suddenly stopped spanking her.

  “Are you enjoying this, slave?” he asked.

  “Yes, sir” Sophie replied softly, not daring to speak up.

  Without warning, Alex moved his hand down between Sophie’s legs, to her hot, moist pussy. His fingers teased her sensitive skin, causing Sophie to let out a moan of pleasure. “Ohhhhh yes, you’re hot as a furnace down there little slave,” he whispered into her ear as he tormented her with his touch.

  Sophie wanted an orgasm. She needed an orgasm. She closed her eyes, hoping Alex would fuck her, do anything to give her that release she needed.

  He kneaded her soft skin gently with his hands, causing a small moan to escape from Sophie’s lips, the pain of being spanked still fresh in her mind.

  All of a sudden, Alex started spanking her again. The noise resonated through his office, smack after smack landing on Sophie’s already sore ass. She wasn’t sure how much more of this she could take. Her eyes welled with tears, she let out soft moans of pain with every slap, but she was helpless to do anything about it. Her legs felt like jelly, she writhed under her master’s touch as he continued to spank her.

  Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he finished. “Well done, slave. I think you’ve taken enough pain for now. What would you like me to do next?” he asked.

  “I want you to fuck me” Sophie cried out. She was desperate. She could practically see Alex’s smile behind her.

  “All in good time my dear, I have a better idea for now” he told her, moving behind his desk to Sophie’s mouth. She let out a small cry of disappointment, understanding that she wasn’t going to be fucked just yet. She wanted Alex’s cock more than anything.

  He unzipped his pants and gave it to her. His hard erection sprung out when released, inches from Sophie’s face. He slapped her across the face with it a couple of times before telling Sophie, “open up”, which she immediately did.

  Alex slid his cock inside Sophie’s mouth, giving her time to coat it in saliva. Given her position, she was almost incapable of moving her head. Alex started bucking his hips in and out of her, fucking Sophie’s mouth himself. She glanced up at him with her big eyes, watching as he had his way with her mouth, in complete control of how deep he went and how fast he went.

  Sophie was more turned on than ever. More than anything she wanted to move her hands down to her pussy and play with herself until the orgasm came. It felt as though she’d been on the edge for hours, that the slightest touch would send her reeling into the pleasure of orgasm.

  Dutifully, and without much choice, Sophie sucked Alex’s cock, getting more and more turned on as he demanded more from her, forcing her to take more of it down her throat at once. After a while, his movements got shorter and jerkier, this cock started throbbing, and without warning shot hot cum down Sophie’s throat. She dutifully swallowed it all, taking in every last drop.

  When he finally pulled his cock from her mouth, Alex moved quickly behind her. He gave Sophie what she wanted, slipping three fingers deep inside her pussy, his hands moving behind the moist fabric of her panties. She moaned with pleasure as he thrust his fingers in and out of her, leaning over with his other hand and rubbing the pink nub of her clit.

  The sensations running through her were more than enough to take Sophie over the edge. She wailed her pleasure as the orgasm washed over her, waves and waves of pleasure washing over her, feeling nothing but pure, unadulterated ecstasy. It felt like nothing else. Her muscles clenched, the walls of her pussy pulsating over Alex’s fingers. Sophie stopped breathing, she stopped thinking as she enjoyed the purest of sensations rushing over her, until finally the orgasm passed.

  She lay in a heap, panting, still tied to the table. “I should leave you like this to enjoy the view” Alex told her with a grin as he untied her. Sophie stretched her legs and slid her skirt back down over her ass. Her skin burned as the material of her skirt grazed over it. Alex saw her wince. “Just a little additional reminder of who exactly owns that ass” he told her with a wink, moving over to what looked like a storage cabinet. He pulled out two glasses, poured himself what looked like Scotch and some water for Sophie.

  He handed it to her and motioned for her to sit down. “I’m only assuming you don’t like Scotch, you’re welcome to my stash if you do.”

  Sophie shook her head. “Water’s fine, thanks” she said, wincing in pain as she sat in the comfortable mesh chair.

  “Now Sophie, you’ve come to the organization at an interesting time. I have to be at a conference tomorrow, and you’re going to come with me. I hope you have a passport.”

  Sophie nodded. “I do Sir, it’s at home though, I wasn’t aware I’d need to bring it today.”

  “That’s fine, we’ll stop by and pick it up, you can get some extra suits as well while you’re there.”

  “Ummm...” Sophie wasn’t sure how to approach the topic. “I umm... I don’t actually have any more suits” she stammered nervously, her face going red.

  Alex looked stunned for a split second, then recovered. “That’s fine. What size are you? Four?” Sophie nodded.

  He picked up his phone. “Hi Janet, can you call Antonio at Sack’s and have him make sure there are four suits in size four ready in an hour, different styles, and a blouse to go with each. Maybe throw in some stocking and a few pairs of shoes. Size... six” he added, Sophie mouthing her shoe size to him. “Thanks.”

  He hung up the phone and smiled. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you only had the one suit. Though this talk of clothing reminds me of the other rule I meant to tell you. From now on, you don’t wear underwear. Ever. I need to have easy access, after all” he added with a smile.

  “Yes, Sir” Sophie replied. She was getting used to those words on her tongue.

  “So, you’re going to have to learn this job on the fly. Janet has a folder and notepad for you, most of your job is going to involve being my sounding board, and taking notes for me at meetings. You’ll have to become proficient in a lot of investment banker lingo. I’m not expecting miracles of course, so don’t worry. It’s part of why I loved the fact that on top of being super sexy, you seem to be quick off the mark.” Sophie blushed slightly at the compliment.

  The next few hours flew by like a whirlwind. Sophie grabbed a small leather folder with notepads and pens inside from Janet as they left the office, avoiding her gaze. Janet wished them a safe flight, and they left the building, immediately being picked up by a limo. Sophie gave the driver her address, then ran into her apartment and grabbed her passport quickly. Ten minutes later they stopped in front of a department store, where a clerk was waiting with three large bags which were put into the trunk. Are those really my new clothes? Sophie thought.

  The entire trip Alex told her about what was going to happen. They were staying at a resort in the Bahamas. This was one of those trips where not a huge amount of business was done, it was more of a way for the executives of Wall Street firms to get together and have a vacation they could write off on their taxes, as well as network. Still, there would be a few meetings that Sophie would
be expected to attend with Alex, and he summarized a number of the deals he was working on.

  “You’ll also get to meet the other half of Carey and Uhlmann, Johann Uhlmann” he added with a smile.

  Before she knew it, they had arrived at the airport. Rather than being dropped off at the terminal, however, the limo driver drove them straight to a private hangar where a Gulfstream sat waiting for them. As they climbed into the plane, the driver following with the bags from the department store, Sophie looked around, amazed. The inside was decorated with white leather, plush seats and what looked like a full bedroom in the back of the plane. This is definitely not economy class. They sat down in the plush seats and a stewardess brought over the bags of clothes.

  Five minutes after the plane took off, Alex motioned to the clothes. “Go ahead, try them on, make sure they fit” he motioned.

  Sophie opened the bag. She gasped. They were all brand name suits. “Holy crap, this suit costs more than my rent” she exclaimed as she glanced at one of the tags. Alex laughed good-naturedly. “Well this job came with a raise, so you can get a better apartment” he replied.

  Sophie used the plane aisle as a catwalk as she tried on the different suits. They fit almost perfectly, well enough that no one would notice they weren’t tailored. Alex seemed to enjoy the show as Sophie flaunted her new clothes.

  Feeling spoiled, with new shoes and a new suit on, Sophie sat next to Alex and they went over some of what Alex did in his day to day life. When they finally landed in Nassau and were escorted via a private yacht to the resort on the private island where the conference was to take place, Sophie was amazed.

  Despite having a passport, Sophie had never left the country before. New York City had been her big trip, the most exotic place she’d visited in her life. The beauty of this tropical paradise astounded her. It’s like something out of a movie. The resort was tropical themed, with private huts filled with luxury bedding and plenty of air to let in the tropical breeze, looking out over white sand beaches and turquoise water.

  “This is amazing” Sophie muttered as she and Alex were shown their separate rooms in their private hut. “To keep up appearances, of course” Alex had whispered into her ear, making her giggle. The king sized beds were plush and comfortable, mints and chocolates imported from Belgium on the pillow.

  This was all too much for Sophie. She sat down on the bed and stared out at the ocean, at the soft wind blowing colourful decorations on palm trees. Alex came and sat next to her. “This is the life you should get used to, Sophie. There are a lot of perks to being my personal assistant that aren’t included in the job description.”

  “No kidding, Sir” she muttered. “This is incredible. Absolutely incredible.”

  Alex stood up and took her hand. “Well, we’re not quite finished yet my dear. This is just the beginning. In fact, there is a dinner on tonight, a networking affair more than anything, but there will be some business happening.”

  Sophie nodded. She got up and grabbed her leather folder where she would write her notes. The two headed off together in the direction of the conference hut. Sophie was met with even more opulence when they entered. Sophie felt like this must have been what a royal dinner must have been like in the tropical islands before they were colonized. A large buffet table lined the entire left side of the room, with small woven wood tables and chairs lining the other sides. A few people sat at the tables, but most stood in the middle of the room, mingling together with their plates of food.

  Sophie suddenly felt incredibly out of place. These people were all worth millions, if not billions. She spotted a few other people who were obviously assistants as well, and wondered if they felt the same way as Sophie did.

  Alex guided her towards the table. “Eat, grab a plate. You must be hungry.”

  Sophie followed his lead and grabbed a small plate, with fresh lobster and seafood, as well as tropical fruit salad. And to think that this morning I thought I was going to have pasta with canned tomato sauce for dinner tonight.

  As soon as they were finished, Alex waved over a tall, strongly built man. He had blonde hair and looked to be around the same age as Alex. His shoulders were so broad Sophie was pretty sure two of her weren’t as wide as one of him. He looks like a guy that would play an East German spy in a 80s action movie she thought to herself.

  Alex introduced them. “Johann, this is Sophie. She’s my new executive assistant.” Johann held out his hand. His grip was firm, but not painful. He shot Sophie a genuine smile. “So you are the unlucky soul who got the job” he added with a laugh. “Don’t worry, you will get used to Alex. It’s normal to hate him for the first few years.” Alex and Johann both laughed, and Sophie giggled. Johann kissed her hand before taking his leave.

  Sophie turned to Alex. “Was he kidding about you being mean?” Alex laughed. “Yes, mostly. In my younger days I was known to have a temper, and Johann enjoys teasing me about it, despite the fact that it has been at least ten years since I have punched a wall in anger.”

  “Ah, alright” Sophie replied, smiling slightly. She wasn’t quite certain that she understood Johann Uhlmann’s sense of humour.

  For the next two hours she mostly followed behind feeling awkward and uncomfortable as Alex said hello to all of the people in the room, all of whom knew him and ignored her. She glanced at a few of the other assistants, but none of them returned her gaze. Despite telling her some business might be done here that night, Sophie quickly realized that there was probably nothing that was going to be done that required her to be there taking notes or checking facts. After a while, Sophie left Alex’s side and grabbed a drink from one of the waiters.

  It was the best champagne she’d ever had. Sophie downed the glass, then grabbed another. She left the room, which was getting to be quite hot and stuffy, and went outside to enjoy the cool night breeze. There was a large patio leading out to the beach, and Sophie found a bench in the corner where she could watch the ocean. The sun had set and it was getting to be quite dark outside. The full moon let off a soft glow, enough to illuminate a bit of the beach, but not much more. Sophie was certain no one could see her sitting there by herself, enjoying the view of the dark waves. The breeze washed across her face, calming her down. I can absolutely understand why people come here during the winter she thought to herself.

  After ten minutes, Sophie was considering getting up and going back into the room, but all of a sudden two people came out onto the patio. Though it was too dark to make out faces, from the shapes Sophie immediately recognized Johann Ulhmann. He was with another man whose name Sophie had heard Alex say. It was something bird-related. Finch, maybe. Crow? Eagle?

  Sophie’s train of thought was broken by their conversation.

  “I’m telling you Johann, I vaguely brought up the mention of this transaction with Alex, but he pretended not to know anything about it.”

  Johann was obviously trying to calm the man down. “Relax, Tom. I know Alex. Of course he knows about this transaction. After all, he’s the one who wanted to sell the portfolio. It’s probably just slipped his mind. After all, he’s had a lot on his plate, and he hasn’t had an executive assistant for two months since the last one quit, he just hired one yesterday.”

  “It’s a two hundred million dollar portfolio, as you say, it’s one of your largest single portfolios, and you’re telling me it just slipped Alex’s mind?”

  Sophie listened intently to the conversation. The champagne had just started going to her head, but she was definitely not drunk. She was sober enough that her brain clicked into gear immediately, sensing that something was wrong.

  Her mind rewound to earlier that day when Alex told her all about his portfolios. He had mentioned one portfolio worth hundreds of millions, they must have been discussing that. Alex personally monitored the portfolio in question, it was his baby. He had invited only the upper echelon of his network to invest, a minimum of 5 million dollars to get in. He had mentioned it was his most profitable port
folio, returning 8% on average over the last five years, through the financial crisis. Now Johann Ulhmann was telling someone else that he was selling it? Something didn’t sound right to Sophie. She continued to listen.

  “Don’t worry about it Tom, let me deal with it. Alex has a lot on his plate. All that’s important is that we’ll have the signatures on the document when the sale goes through. You’ll take control of the portfolio and you’ll quickly become one of the most prominent traders on Wall Street.”

  Tom seemed content with that answer. They changed the subject to superficial niceties for a few moments before going back into the hut.

  Sophie sat on her bench, heart racing. She was pretty sure she had just heard Alex Carey’s business partner trying to sell off one of the most important assets to the business. She had to tell Alex.

  Sophie worried that if she entered back the way she came she might be seen, so she sneaked around the side of the hut, and entered back through the front door. To anyone who might have noticed her, she could have simply been coming back from her room.

  When she entered, she saw Alex speaking to a woman in a suit not unlike the one Sophie wore. She laughed at his jokes, and two minutes later they separated. Sophie saw her chance. She rushed over.

  “Where have you been, Sophie?” he asked. “I thought I told you to stay at my side.”

  “I’m sorry Sir, but this is important” Sophie told him. “I need to speak to you in private, right now.” Recognizing the urgency in her voice, Alex followed her. He grabbed her a drink to calm her nerves, and she downed it in one gulp, much to Alex’s amusement.

  “What’s wrong Sophie?” he asked, guiding her to the same patio where Sophie had overheard the conversation she was about to recite not ten minutes earlier. Sophie told Alex exactly what had happened, trying to remember the exact words that were said while the memory was still fresh in her mind.