Dominated by Him: Servicing the Billionaire, Part 3 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)

by Adriana Rossi

  A pair of legs approached the desk silently. He pulled back the office chair and sat down without speaking.

  Mary looked up at him from under the desk, expecting him to release her at any moment. Her wrists flexed on the handcuffs—but still he did not respond. Her knees ached. Her neck was caked with dry blood and her genitals were sticky with cum. She wanted desperately to go to the bathroom and clean herself. As quietly as she dared, Mary cleared her throat.

  Mr. White inched forward and bent over his desk, typing furiously.

  “Mr. White—sir? I think I learned my lesson,” she said, her voice as timid as a mouse.

  “Not to my satisfaction.”

  She couldn’t see his face, but she could hear the rough edge in his voice and knew that he was still angry.

  “What would satisfy you?”

  “I think you already know.”

  She was face to face with his groin and would need her hands freed if she was going to suck him off. Mr. White seemed to read her mind and bent over to uncuff her wrists. Mary rubbed her raw wrists and moved closer to Mr. White’s chair. Despite her fatigue, she couldn’t wait to have him in her mouth. She had never tasted him before and was excited to please him.

  “Well?” he said impatiently. “What are you waiting for? Get to it.”

  Mr. White’s harsh tone made her cheeks burn even though no one was there. She began by unbuckling his belt and letting it slide to the floor. She felt for his coiled penis and kissed the bump on the outside of the fabric. Then she unzipped his pants, tugging them to his knees. His cock was nestled in a black bush of hair, already hardening at her antics. She kissed it softly, tasting herself on her lips. Mary edged forward and buried her face in his lap, taking the tip of his member into her mouth.

  She sucked at the tip, her tongue teasing his length as she flicked it back and forth.

  “Good,” he sighed. “Now open wide and take it in your mouth. No teeth.”

  She did as she was told, her knees already protesting on the hardwood floor. Her mouth widened to accommodate his girth, her tongue running along the base of his cock. She took him halfway into her mouth and sucked, elucidating a groan from her boss.

  In response, his hand fell to her blonde head and applied a slight pressure. Mary opened her mouth wider as she felt him lengthening inside her jaw. She took him as deep as she would dare, loving the taste of him in her mouth. It had a musky flavor that was entirely his along with a tinge of salt.

  Mary rotated her tongue around the base of his cock, sucking her excess saliva as she let him pop out of her lips momentarily to catch a breath. She looked up at him, but he was transfixed on his computer screen. Annoyed with his inattention, she slid his wet member in her mouth and pumped it in and out quickly, her lips locked around his cock.

  “Yes,” he hissed. “Just like that, Mary.”

  Pleasure leaped inside her stomach as she felt him responding to her. She spread his muscled thighs apart with her hands and pumped him rapidly with her mouth. She could feel herself beginning to get wet again, and closed her legs tight, imagining his cock gliding up and down her wet canal.

  With a popping sound, his cock bounced out of her lips so that she could breathe. This time, Mr. White was paying attention. He looked down at her with a face that was contorted in frustration and eye-rolling pleasure. She could tell he was anxious to assume control.

  Mary yielded to the pressure at the back of her head and his cock speared her throat. She gagged as he grabbed her head with both hands and began to jerk his hips into her face. Mary tried to relax her throat as she felt him plunging inwards, violating her throat with his rock-hard cock.

  Mr. White closed his eyes in ecstasy, ignoring her gasps for breath as he skull fucked her. Soon he had pushed the chair aside and stood upright so that he could gain deeper access. He clasped his fingers behind her head and gave it his all—driving himself almost balls deep into her mouth.

  Mary imagined that he was banging her pussy as hard as he was fucking her throat. Her fingers cupped her vagina curled upwards, mimicking the movements of his cock into her mouth.

  The choking, smacking, wet sounds reverberated through the office; they seemed to intensify Mr. White’s sexual needs. He stuck his thumbs into her mouth and pulled her lips further apart, moaning as his cock struck the walls of her throat. He was getting close, and so was she. Mary shoved her four fingers into her pussy and yanked upwards as if she was trying to lift herself up. Pleasure tingled throughout her nerves, ratcheting up as Mr. White’s moans grew louder.

  He buried himself one, two, three more times and held himself there, stuffing her throat with his glorious cock. The tip of Mary’s tongue stroked the base of his balls and he gave a shuddering moan as his cock jerked inside her. His saltiness filled her mouth as he pumped a few more times. Mary pinched her clit and she came hard, melting into pleasure as her pussy clenched around her fingers over and over.

  She sucked and swallowed every last drop and stood up from her knees. Mr. White looked dazed as he ran his hands through her tangled, wet hair.

  “You’re incredible,” he whispered as he crushed his lips against her swollen ones.

  Mary clung onto his shoulders as he kissed her with a hot passion that rivaled his lovemaking. Their tongues mingled together, tasting each other. It was intoxicating. A different sort of warmth flooded her chest at his soft embrace and Mary felt very confused as he pulled away, still stroking her hair.

  Then he released her suddenly. “Leave while you still can,” he said rakishly as he eyed her breasts with a hungry look that Mary knew all too well.

  * * *

  Mary somehow managed to duck into the women’s restroom without being seen and began to wipe away her sexual exploits with Mr. White.

  This is completely mad, Mary thought to herself as she scrubbed at the semen caked on her thighs. Someone could have heard us—hell they could have walked in on us! Both of them were behaving recklessly, and yet, Mary didn’t want it to end. She didn’t think he was able to control himself, either. And what was that warm feeling about that flooded her insides whenever Mr. White invaded her thoughts?

  Oh, God. Am I falling for my boss?

  She scrubbed her skirt furiously as she forced her thoughts in a deep recess of her mind. It was no good to think of such madness. He would never see her as an equal, as someone worthy of his affections. She was good enough to sleep with, alright, but to take her as his girlfriend? He would laugh at the idea of it. What a scandal it would cause! She could see the headlines on the social gossip websites: Mr. White, billionaire entrepreneur elopes with his personal assistant.

  Mary looked in the mirror and studied her sad state of attire. Her white blouse was dirty, and worse, her bra missing. She could see her nipples like dark circles under the shirt. Her skirt was ruffled. She pulled nylons on from her purse, hoping no one would notice the transition. Her hair was a mess. She attacked it with her brush and reapplied her makeup. She crossed her arms over her chest. She would be fine if only she pulled on the jacket that was draped over her chair.

  She exited the bathroom, walking rather oddly with her arms crossed. She avoided everyone’s gaze as she sat down in her cubicle and pulled on her jacket. She had been gone for hours. What would everyone say? It was 3pm and it was time to do some work. She powered on the display of her laptop, opening her email as she wrung her hands with worry. There was an email from her boss:

  From: Matthew White (matthew.white@whitegroup.com)

  To: Mary Kramar (mkramar@whitegroup.com)

  Subject: Business Proposition

  Dom_Contract.pdf (1766.6 kb) Download

  Miss Kramar,

  It has come to my attention that we may need to enter an agreement concerning our activities at work. I have drafted a simple contract with some details that may be of interest to you. If this proposition sounds agreeable to you, you can sign it and return it to me. If not, we can discuss it at lunch tomorrow, if you like.
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br />   Please give me your answer as soon as possible.

  Thank you,

  Matthew White

  CEO, White Group Inc.

  Profoundly curious, Mary clicked on the attachment and waited as it downloaded. Contract? What does he mean? As it opened up in adobe reader, Mary saw that it was clearly a legal document. It had spaces where she was supposed to sign her name.

  I, (_________), agree to serve my master, (Matthew White), and obey his commands. I will agree to assume a submissive role at work and on alternating weekends. I will agree to be on call and I will agree to attend to his sexual needs, whatever they may be. In return, (Matthew White) shall attend to the physical needs of (________) and her safety. Sexual needs include…

  The document went on and on, outlining a submissive relationship to her ‘master,’ and all the sexual acts that would be asked of her including: caning, spanking, binding, biting. There was a list of rules—what she was not allowed to do as a submissive: speaking out of turn, failing to wear her collar, etc. There was a whole section on biting and feeding. It included the days and hours he was allowed to ‘feed’ on her and acceptable punishments he would give her if she challenged her master, or offended him in some way.

  Mary’s head was spinning. Hadn’t he said he was a hard man to please? She did not know if she would be willing to go this far. She hit the reply button, her fingers poised above the keyboard. She thought of declining his request. She was in too much hot water, and it would be safer to end it all. But she couldn’t stop thinking about how he fulfilled her needs in a way that no man had ever done for her. She wouldn’t be able to forget the feeling of his lips, his tongue forcing into her mouth. At the very least, she would meet him tomorrow. She had to see how far this would go…She had no choice.

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  Part 4 coming soon!

  About the Author

  Adriana is an erotica and romance writer located in the Bay Area. She enjoys film, pop music, and karaoke. For more information, please visit her Twitter.

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  Eric halted in front of the door that led to his Lord’s chambers and faltered. His heart began to jump. Suppose he’s found out. It was a worry that frequented his mind. Lord Gareth was, after all, the head of the state. Years ago, he had crushed the opposing Benial armies and assassinated the cruel, tyrannical king and claimed the land of Kanth for his own. Eric himself had fought with him. He had once believed in Gareth’s virtue, but he had become corrupt with power, as rulers often do.

  So he joined a rebel faction in the hopes of dismantling Lord Gareth’s rule. Still, he had grown up with Gareth, looked up to him. The heaviness in his heart grew with every deception he planned, with every murder committed. Though he knew he was doing the right thing, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of guilt.

  Once more, he raised his hand to the door and pushed it open.

  “Did you summon me, my lord?”

  Gareth looked up briefly from his desk.

  “Yes, Eric.” He stood up and shuffled the papers on his desk.

  “Tell the guards they are relieved of their duty for tonight,” he instructed. He opened a drawer and placed the stack of papers neatly inside. He then added, “And shut the door.”

  Eric did as he was told. He waited, quietly surveying the room. He rarely came into Gareth’s study, since the Lord disliked being interrupted during crucial Party work. A large walnut desk stood by an even larger fireplace, guarded with iron-wrought gates. A bearskin rug was placed before the fireplace. The entire room was covered in russet colored marble, which spanned across the huge floor. Near the walnut desk was a miniature library consisting of five tall bookshelves and three vases filled with various books and scrolls, and in one of the vases, an ebony cane.

  Gareth turned to Eric. He had taken a scroll from one of the vases and unrolled it onto the top of the walnut desk.

  “Does this look familiar?”

  His heart raced. Were they the faction plans? Did he finally obtain the headquarters’ blueprints?

  Eric stepped closer to the desk and peered down.

  It was an ornately decorated scroll with figures strewn all over the page. The figures were naked and copulating in various positions with captions such as “Flowers of the Mango Tree.” The scroll was highly detailed and done in India ink, framed with gold leaf.

  He blushed at the images. “My Lord, how does this apply—” he started, and then stopped.

  Suddenly Eric felt something cold brush against his crotch. Gareth had snaked his hand around his hips and now cradled t
he contours of his member with slow, tantalizing movements. Eric stiffened, too frightened to protest.

  Gareth leaned in close to his ear and whispered with a voice barely above a sultry murmur, “I know who you are. You’ve betrayed me.” With a perfect tongue, Gareth licked his ear. “Now,” he breathed, “you shall claim your consequence.”

  Gareth pressed his body against Eric and fingered his crotch with slow, deft movements. Using the tips of his fingers, he traced the sensuous shape with leisurely, circular movements. Gareth smiled, feeling the warmth increasing beneath his fingers. Eric shuddered as he felt Gareth explore him. He stood rigid, his mouth slightly open in shock. Gareth carefully tucked a lock of Eric’s hair behind his ear. He nestled his head on Eric’s shoulder and began trailing the tip of his tongue against Eric’s neck.