The Billionaire Bad Boy Plan

by Michelle Love

  "Well, any friend of yours is a friend of mine. She'll just have to deal with the fact that we're in love with each other," she says leaning back in the spa.

  I smile at Sienna and realize that she wants to be mine. No matter what! Through all the Caroline's and any other threat to the "thing" we have. It is a "thing" because it isn't like a normal relationship, at all.

  I mean we couldn't really get married religiously. What we are doing defies religion and normality altogether.

  Caroline is going to have so many questions for her. Shit! This lunch thing will be interesting. I may have to put Caroline back in her place if she's mean to Sienna, at all.

  Mmm, I don't know how best to handle this, really. Maybe Caroline is different. I mean she was kidnapped for years. Probably starved, tortured and God knows what else. She'll just be happy to see me happy. There's probably nothing to worry about at all.

  "Sienna, I want you to take your time in here. I'll reheat dinner and organize everything. Just be down in forty minutes okay?"

  Sienna smiles and is happy with my plan to serve her dinner. She looks really tired and relaxing for a while longer will do her the world of good.

  I hop out and dry and I put on some boxers and a t-shirt. It's nice to be home and casual for a while.

  SIENNA

  Okay so apparently I am the biggest sook ever. Well, I've acted quite that way about Caroline and her obvious word, "girlfriend." Ugh, that was a pretty silly thing for her to do. I guess she loves him too. Thankfully, just as a friend.

  I let the smell of peppermint overtake me and I use my hands to cool over my eyes. I am so annoyed by puffy eyes. I usually never cry because of them. I guess I'll hop out in a minute or two and put on my sexy nightie and silk gown. I want Jonathan to know that I am in this the whole way.

  Actually, even if Caroline is a bitch to me, I'll be nice back. I won't let her ruin what Jonathan and I have together. I know that good will always win out in the end. I guess I shall try my best to be as nice as possible. Jonathan seems to like her lots.

  Okay, these peppermint bubbles have done the trick. I smell great and I can smell dinner and it does seem that he hasn't managed to burn anything yet, thankfully.

  I am so excited to go downstairs and hold him again. It's like I can't stand to be away from him for more than ten minutes. Really, Sienna? You've fallen hard for this man. You will never love anyone the way you love Jonathan Ellis. Oh, dear, it's so insatiably good to be in love. It is also very terrifying to need someone this much!

  I head downstairs and Jonathan is serving up dinner.

  "Mmm, looks good.”

  "Are you feeling better, Sienna?" he says with his dreamy eyes.

  "Yes, thanks. Do you want help?"

  He looks at me firmly, "Sit your bottom down. I have got this!"

  I like the way he looked at me, just now. His eyes have a glint of control and it makes me long to be his submissive. I like it when he controls me. In every way. I like the dominance. The alpha male inside of him. It longs to control me and the world around him. He is so unbelievably sexy when he is in control.

  I think of how he rolls up his sleeves or sits with one leg over the other...ankle on his other leg, or how he pushes me into the desk at work to take me. God, he's good, insatiably good.

  I sit at the table and wait to be served by him. It's like he has this magical wire that pulls or pushes me like a rag doll. But I love it. I crave for him to push and pull me. I want to be dominated by him, and I have a sneaky suspicion that if Caroline pushes this rag doll without his permission, he'll cut her off. I understand it all, now. I am his toy. No one else can play with me unless he says so. They have to be sought by him. He is my keeper and no one else can have me unless he lets them.

  The game is his in every way. Emotionally and physically. He is in control, but to him, it is a game that he must stay in control of, always. Seeing me hurt tonight had been completely out of his control and it had made him feel like he had failed me.

  I look at the table. It has been decorated with beautiful candles and some roses clipped from the front yard have been elegantly arranged in a vase, lovingly. I am so happy that I am his. I can't wait for him to sit down and try it.

  He brings our plates, "I microwaved the sauce, I hope that's alright," he says.

  "Yes, that's great."

  He places my food down and has a tea towel over his shoulder and his stubble and muscular legs drive me crazy.

  "It smells so good," he moved as he spoke, sitting next to me.

  I try to eat gracefully and I look at him as I eat. He watches every mouthful and I hope my eyes aren't bulging out like some kind of weird fish.

  "It tastes beautiful, Sienna," he says, savoring his mouthful.

  "Yes, it's not bad for a first go.”

  We continue to eat and our eyes lock over each other. It feels like a trance that cannot be broken. It feels like magic has filled the air in the room. I cannot look away.

  "Sienna, can you feel how much I love you?" he asks.

  I nod a yes and he moves in and kisses me sensually like we are the only two people alive. I can feel myself taken by him. It's like our souls have connected and entwined with each other.

  "Jonathan, I love you."

  He picks me up as if I am a feather and lays me down on the sofa in the lounge.

  "Take off your clothes please Sienna, and lie down with your back facing me."

  I slowly take off my gown and then my nightie. I lay face down and turn my head to the side closing my eyes. He pours some oil onto me and starts kneading my back, firmly.

  "Oh, yeah…," I say, as he pushes into the tense spots.

  "Sssh, just enjoy it."

  I lie still and he goes to my neck and pushes in. His fingers feel so perfect pushing into my skin. He reaches to my shoulders and feels and presses firmly continuing down and over the whole spread of my back. When he gets to my bottom he starts again. All the way from my neck down to my bottom. It feels incredible. I feel like nothing could ever worry me again.

  When he gets to my bottom the second time, he continues on it and presses into my buttocks. He continues massaging and pushing deep into the tissue.

  "Oh, God."

  He moves down my legs and presses firmly and then kneads as firmly as he can, without hurting me. He goes to my ankles and feet and then starts again, starting on my bottom.

  My legs feel so light and my ass feel like Heaven and all I want to do is stay with him, forever. He is the man I crave, like nothing else in my life. It's like nothing else matters when he touches me. Money, my degree, my friends... nothing. They all seem somehow insignificant to me now when he's touching me like this. It is so sensual, so beautiful and so unbelievable. God, I am in Heaven right now.

  I feel perfectly relaxed and he taps me, "Turn over."

  I turn and expect him to kiss me and then make love to me, but instead, he continues.

  "Close your beautiful eyes.”

  I do as he says and he places some oil on his fingertips and begins to massage my forehead, my temples and my whole face, except for my eyes. My face relaxes and feels perfect as he moves over it effortlessly, making me feel so good.

  His hands go onto my collarbone and then I realize I am like putty in his hands. My body relaxes more and I feel amazing.

  He moves to my thighs and uses lots of oil to press them and goes down my legs to my ankles and the top of my feet. It feels so good.

  "Mmm, my beautiful girl. I love doing this to you."

  I lie waiting to see what's next and then his hands move to my head and he starts massaging my scalp like a hairdresser would do when they wash out your hair. God, it's so good, and he loves doing it too. Wow!

  He pulls my hand and I follow him upstairs to the bedroom.

  JONATHAN

  She lays down on the bed and I tie her hands and her feet securely. Her legs are open and I can see her shaven pussy. My cock is like metal. I liked the lead up to th
is. I was going to pleasure and tease her like crazy so she begged me to have my cock. I started the role play now.

  "I am going to fuck you, soon, slave. I need to see how much you can handle first though."

  I see her breath quicken in anticipation. I move a light finger over her neck and it goes down over her naked breasts as I watch her jump slightly in a jolt.

  I circle her erect nipples and watch each nipple harden in excitement as they are aroused. There is a slight quickening of her breath that turns me on. I move closer to her right breast and lick her nipple and then do it to the other one again, then I repeat.

  "Oh God…”

  She is supposed to lay quietly as the submissive so I warn her. "Sssh any large movements or sounds may cause me to slap you.”

  She nods a yes and waits for me to continue. I trace my kisses from her toes up to her inner thigh and she wriggles, but only slightly. She is quite breathless as I lick her inner thigh and rub my exposed cock on her leg.

  "Oooh... Jonathan."

  I pull away and use a light, slap to whack her leg.

  "Quiet, slave. You must be quiet."

  She jumps and smiles, knowing what she has just done. I wonder if she wants me to slap her. I trace my fingers over her pussy and see what she does. Will she react?

  "Ooh."

  I slap her leg again and she jumps and smiles. She is playing the game well, my Sienna.

  "I am in control, remember. Call me Master."

  "Yes, Master.”

  I walk away and leave her wondering what will happen next. I can see her wetness coming through the lips of her pussy. I am in ecstasy as my fantasy comes alive.

  I place my head between her legs and pull her hips to me.

  "Oooh… Master."

  I place my tongue on her clitoris now, and move it up and down the opening. She is writhing on the bed and is desperate for me to enter her. My cock is ready. But not yet.

  She is trying not to call out now or moan knowing that I may stop, so I enter a finger inside her and continue licking her clitoris.

  I slap the inside of her leg and stop my licking and the finger movement inside her. She remains still and I continue after a moment… now licking wildly and pushing two fingers in and out of her vigorously. Her pussy smells sweet and beautiful.

  She holds her moans and comes all at once, and she is breathless.

  "You are a good slave."

  "Yes, Master," she says, still catching her breath.

  God, she's so good the way she lets me tease and tantalize her into submission. I want her to be my slave and I know she gets pleasure from it because her pussy is wet and my cock is like a rock.

  I am untying her now and swaying her over onto her back. I tie her hands above her head but leave her legs so they are free. With my hands, I raise her hips so that her ass is in the air. I have never wanted a woman as much as I do right now and I have never felt so wanted in all of my life.

  I am so extremely turned on by the evening as I had watched her eat and then massaged her firmly.

  "Are you ready slave?" I say.

  "Yes, Master," she says.

  A slap on her ass follows and she cries out in ecstasy. It is not painful but turns her on. I feel alive.

  I hit the other cheek and she writhes, her body not expecting it and I grasp her breasts as I hover over her from behind. I pull her nipples as they harden in excitement.

  "You are my sex slave, and I am going to fuck you. Brace yourself."

  I push my cock inside her and she gasps as I go in as far as I can, touching her G-spot. My hands reach and pull her hair as I fuck my Sienna as hard and fast as I can. I remember that I have given no safe word but I feel that she is showing no signs of stopping and is pushing back into me so I can feel it too. My breath quickens as her pussy gets wetter and wetter again. My cock is pummeling away and each time it touches the sweet spot, she gasps in ecstasy.

  "Come on my cock, slave," I say loudly.

  I know she can feel the orgasm about to occur and she can't help but moan in pleasure as it takes over her body.

  "Oh God, yes, yes," she says.

  I feel like I am beyond exhausted and I pull her hair as I direct my cock into her pleasuring myself. I get into a rhythm and then I can’t control it.

  "Fuck yeah…," I say as I pull out and blow my load on her ass.

  "Well done Master," she says. "Can we do it again?" she asks, quizzing me.

  "Oh yes, fuck yes," I say, but not tonight!

  I know that she loves me being in control. It's like an addiction that I can't control. I know that if I play dominant then we will get along just great. I can't believe how much I enjoyed it, again. The anticipation, the wontedness from her. My Sienna is the most perfect thing ever. She falls asleep now, relaxed and satisfied.

  The next day I feel amazing. Sienna is getting ready and I have a chef coming in to get a lunch together for Caroline. She was finishing her hair and she noticed me standing in the doorway, eyeing her.

  "Mr. Ellis, will you allow me to see your cock?"

  I felt it grow more as I nodded a yes to my Sienna.

  She undid the zip and placed her hand inside my underwear allowing my cock to fall out in a rigid wanting. She licked the tip of it with her tongue and then used her hand to pull on it up and down. She wet the shaft with spit so her hand could move more freely.

  I felt so turned on and my legs went like mush. She continued moving her hand up and down and then she let her mouth take it, right to the back. Her eyes looked up at me like she was my slave and I was unbelievably turned on. Fuck, yeah.

  "Sienna, I..."

  She kept sucking and pulling until I could not handle it anymore. My breath was taken away by her beautiful morning act of submission. I had not expected it.

  She continued and I saw her look up at me. Her pink lips moved over it up and down so erotically. She used a hand to pull on my shaft. The doorway held me up and I was in Heaven.

  "I'm nearly cumming…," I said, just as I jolted inside her mouth.

  She sucked harder and used her mouth to swallow my load as it blew inside her. She picked up her earring which had fallen on the floor. She used the hand towel to dry my cock and then zipped my trousers back up.

  "Thank you, Mr. Ellis. I will be in the lounge room reading should you need me again."

  She placed her earring back on and she fixed her skirt and tucked her shirt into it neatly. She turned and walked out of the room, and closed the door behind her. Fuck yeah, she was my slave, in the office and out of work hours. Damn! I was definitely the luckiest guy on the planet.

  SIENNA

  I was so horny after giving him an orgasm. I needed to relax, too. I still had time before Caroline or the chef arrived.

  I unbutton my blouse and remove all of my clothing. I even take off my bra and my silk, purple underwear.

  I lay down on the couch in the centre of the room and face my legs open. I couldn’t help but touch myself.

  My hand moves down to my pussy and I touch my clitoris. My other hand goes to my breast as I squeeze it and then pull on my nipple. Jonathan’s cock was so hard as I’d unzipped his trousers. I had to masturbate.

  I continue to move my hand over my horny pussy and I can feel the wetness as I move my hand up and down. My hand moves up and down my opening and I play with myself.

  “Oh, yeah...”

  I reach to my bag and pull out a dildo. I lay back on the couch and rub it over my clitoris. I am so turned on and I wanted desperately to pleasure myself, so I entered the dildo inside. My other hand pulls on my nipples and I move it in and out, moaning as it touches the sweet spot.

  “Oh, oh…,” I moan.

  I get the dildo into a rhythm and imagine it is Jonathan’s cock.

  I feel myself cum and as I reach orgasm, my hips move in divine ecstasy. I am satisfied, for now. I place my clothes back on and sit down to study the book I’d picked out just moments beforehand.

  Mmm, I co
uldn't help it. Jonathan Ellis was just too sexy for his own good. I had definitely needed to put his cock in my mouth and I had also needed an orgasm. So, I had done it. I could be submissive and still masturbate when I needed too.

  I knew he hadn’t been expecting me to make him cum which made it so worthwhile. I liked it when he was in control, but sometimes I felt the need to take matters into my own hands otherwise I would sit here horny all day knowing he was in the next room. He was just in the next room and I wondered if…

  "Sienna, did I just see you take matters into your own hands?"

  He was standing in the doorway and had been watching me masturbate.

  "Yes," I said, biting my lip.

  "Well, when lunch is over, I will have to punish you for taking control."

  I felt excited by his words. They were firm and he was not mucking around. "Yes, I understand."

  He walked back down the hallway and back into his office. I was going to have to sit with this Caroline woman and then be punished afterward. It was going to be a long day, I could feel it in my bones.

  The doorbell chimed and I knew that I would need to answer it. Jonathan had come out with the telephone in his hand pointing at it. I went to the door. It was a blond haired, blue-eyed man. Dressed in chef's apron but without the silly hat.

  "Hi, I'm Hal."

  I looked in his eyes. They were the deepest blue like the ocean. A girl could easily get swept away by him. It was like he was a supermodel dressed like a chef.

  "Hi, I'm Sienna. Please come in."

  I walked to the kitchen and looked back at him. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I looked and caught him looking.

  "Here you go. Everything you need is here," I said.

  The doorbell chimed again. Jonathan walked past me and looked at his watch.

  "She must be early," said Jonathan.

  He opened the door and I stood behind him waiting to see her and wondering what she looked like.

  "Jonathan, I've missed you so much."

  Her arms went around him eagerly and she kissed him on the cheek. Her eyes looked at me like I meant nothing to her and she walked straight past me and into the lounge room.