The Billionaires' BDSM Sex Club: Deceiving Him

by Terry Towers

  "If you do not answer when I speak to you or ask you a question, you will be punished. Now tell me you are clear on this?" Her green eyes widened at the threat of being punished, which amused him, but he kept his expression hard.

  She began to nod and stopped herself. "Y-yes... Sir."

  "Better. Now turn around." She did as ordered and turned her back to him.

  He gently, pushed her hair out of the way and slowly began unzipping the back of her corset and let it fall to the floor. He kissed the back of her neck and she trembled against him, a soft moan like sigh escaping her lips. Vince smiled as he continued with a string of kisses making his way slowly dawn her back, loving the sound of her soft moans of pleasure and anticipation.

  Once he reached her lower back, he hooked his thumbs into the string of her panties and gave it a tug, pulling it down and letting it drop to the floor at her feet. He considered the boots, but despite the fact the poor girl could barely walk in them, they looked fucking hot on her so he left them - for now.

  "Spread your legs."

  "Yes Master," she replied promptly and widened her stance.

  Good girl.

  He placed another chaste kiss on her lower back and then swiped his index finger along the length of her slit, pleased to see how wet she was for him already. She gasped and her body tensed. He stroked her a second time and this time her body began to move with his finger, her needy pussy demanding more.

  "Turn to face me," he ordered as he straightened back up and took a step back from her.

  "Yes Master," she turned and he was given his first glimpse of the front half of her stunning nude body.

  He loved the curve of her hips, the plumpness of her breasts with large pink nipples and his eyes were especially keen on the sight of the thin landing strip of red hair between her legs. Fuck, he loved redheads! He had no idea where she came from and at that moment didn't give a fuck, because she was a treat.

  Vince nodded his head in appreciation. "Very nice." He was going to seriously enjoy seeing her come over and over by his hand.

  Chapter 4

  Vince was eyeing her naked body so intently that she wasn't sure whether she was embarrassed or turned on by his stare. When he said "very nice" in that sexy, deep voice of his it was nearly her undoing. She wanted to peel off his clothing and see for herself how magnificent his naked body would be. It was killing her to do nothing, but she managed to convince herself to wait for his next command.

  "Sir?" Was it bad that she was impatient? She could feel the evidence of her arousal, slowly dripping down her inner thighs. She had already been on edge so when he had slipped his finger between her legs, gathering her juices she'd nearly come undone right then and there. His intent stare was driving her near insanity, but perhaps that was the idea.

  He smiled down at her, and cupped her cheek in his palm. His thumb, traced her lower lip and by instinct she nipped at it and sucked it into her mouth. His breath hitched and his eyes grew darker. She swirled her tongue around his thumb, teasing.

  Pulling his thumb from her mouth, he took a menacing step towards her. Instinctively she took a step back, keeping a solid foot between their bodies. His jaw clenched and she immediately knew she shouldn't have stepped back. Was he going to punish her? If so, then how? A mixture of fear and excitement rushed through her as she thought of all the things he could possibly do to her.

  He took one more step, but this time she held her ground, allowing him to close all distance between them. Vince grabbed her ass in his hands and pulled her pelvis up tight against his, she could feel the ridge of is long, thick erect cock, straining to be freed from his pants. Oh God, she wanted it!

  She knew she should be leaving as quickly as her boots from hell could take her, but she couldn't. She didn't want to. She wanted this, and when all was said and done, she knew she could blame her actions on wanting the story, but in actuality she wanted this.

  She wanted him.

  "I'm not sure what I want more Lexie... To play with you, or fuck you until you're too weak and sore to stand."

  Oh-my-God! For the hundredth time since the elevator ride she wondered what in the hell she was doing here, with him, naked and moments away from being at his complete mercy. Was she insane? She had to be, but her body was craving him, demanding she stay and learn what he was about to show her.

  He walked her backwards a few more steps and she found herself under a steel bar with cuffs hanging from it. She knew then what he had planned for her and a rush of fear raced through her. If she allowed to happen what he apparently had in mind she'd be his, and helpless to stop it. She pushed down the fear as the ache between her legs reminded her of how much she needed this.

  "What's the safeword you want to use Lexie?" he asked grabbing her wrist and raising her arm over her head and then securing the leather cuff around it.

  Lexie let out a ragged breath. "I... I don't know."

  Grabbing her second wrist he lifted it over her head and secured that one as well. Once done he gave her a sly smile. "Being that you are no virgin when it comes to this kind of play, I would have thought you would have one in mind?"

  The son-of-a-bitch is toying with me! Without meaning to, her eyes narrowed and she glared up at him. A new rush of insecurities ran through her and she strained in earnest against her binds.

  He raised a questioning brow at her, his grin widening. "Would you like me to release you? Don't want to play after all?"

  The stubbornness within her reared its head again and she lifted her chin defiantly. "I was just making sure they were secure... Master," she could hear the condescension in her tone, but she didn't care.

  Instead of being angered he laughed hard and loud. "You are a fiery little one. I have to admire that."

  "You haven't seen the half of it Sir," her defiant nature was in overdrive now, and she was helpless to stop it.

  He stepped up to her and began to trace pinch and roll her nipples between his finger tips. Lexie closed her eyes and moaned loudly as short jolts of pleasure rushed through her from his expert touch. As they hardened he became rougher, pinching harder, until she winced as the pleasure turned to pain. Noticing her discomfort he immediately stopped.

  He leaned into her, his mouth at her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine.

  "When you are in here with me. You. Are. Mine."

  The meaning behind his words was perfectly clear. She was at his mercy, to do with as he pleased. And the thought excited her more than she knew it should.

  "Now, give me a safeword Lexie, or this ends now."

  A part of her wanted to take that statement as an opportunity to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible, but she couldn't. Deep down, she didn't want to. Deep down she wanted this. She wanted to lose control and feel what it was like to be powerless and under the command of such a wickedly sexy and powerful man.

  Lexie spoke the first word to come to mind. "Apple, Sir."

  He nodded. "Apple it is."

  Vince turned from her and grabbed an adjustable steel bar that had been hanging on the wall, cuffs on either end. She knew it to be a spreader bar. He hurried back to her and dropped to one knee, placing the bar between her legs, cuffing her ankles. He then adjusted the width until she felt a burning sensation in the muscles of her inner thighs as the coolness of the room brushed against her fully exposed moist pussy. Lastly, Vince attached thin chains from the bottom of the suspension rack to the spreader between her legs, so that she was now in a full X position. He secured it so she was virtually unable to move.

  Vince stepped back and examined his handy work, rubbing his chin in thought as his eyes roamed up and down her body. Desire coursed through her from the intensity of his stare. Her eyes fell to his groin, and to the large bulge under his pants. What would she need to endure to finally feel him in her?

  Once his eyes finished their travels he gave her an appreciative smile. His hand cupped her mound, and he slipped two fingers deep into her. She
cried out from the sudden invasion.

  He stepped closer to her, his lips grazing the side of her neck. "Ohhhh. So nice and tight Lexie."

  A tremor rocked through her body and she attempted to buck against his hand, but she was strung up to securely. All she could do was endure, as his fingers stroked her inner wall, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through her, each one more intense than the last.

  "Please," she managed to sigh closing her eyes and giving into the sensations flowing through her. It was good, so good, and she was rapidly coming towards her first orgasm of the night.

  "Open your eyes."

  She complied, her lust filled eyes fluttering open to meet his - their gazes locking. Her stomach clenched and her body felt like it was a coil, seconds away from springing loose.

  She moaned loudly, fighting the urge to close her eyes again and give herself to the pleasure.

  "You're close," Vince whispered against her mouth, his lips grazing hers.

  "Yes, Sir," she murmured. Oh-so-close. Seconds away. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, preparing to release. Just as she was about to hit the peak, he pulled his fingers from her and stepped back from her. Disappoint rushed through her. "Please Sir."

  He gave her a devilish smile and shook his head. "Not yet."

  Oh-dear-God! She groaned inwardly. It was evident that he planned on torturing her.

  Her stomach was aching slightly from the denied orgasm and her pussy throbbed. Lexie clenched her fists, taking a few deep breaths in and releasing, attempting to simmer the fire within.

  Finally what she'd been waiting for was happening and excitement reared back up within her as Vince pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the floor. He then undid the button and zipper on his pants. Letting his pants drop to the floor, his boxer briefs came swiftly after them.

  Another rush of anticipation raced through her, as she peered upon his magnificent body. His shoulders were broad and torso lean. His cock stood thick and proud, a drop of pre-cum shimmering on the tip. Oh, how she longed to wrap her lips around the head of his cock and lick the pre-cum from the tip.

  "It is to your satisfaction?"

  "Oh yes!" She licked her lips as her eyes admired his glorious cock.

  He strolled up to her and captured her chin in his hand, raising her eyes to meet his.

  "Where do you want me to fuck you Lexie?"

  His thumb traced her lower lip, "Here?"

  Lexie held her breath to keep from moaning as his finger slowly made its way between her breasts, down her stomach and then even lower, between her legs. He ran his finger, between her heated, wet folds. "Here?" He then walked around her and then stepped up behind her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back tight to him, his cock pressed against her bottom. "Or your ass?"

  "Anywhere," she whispered as she let her head fall back against his chest. "Please Sir, fuck me." And she meant it. All she knew was that she needed release - soon. How she got that release was of no consequence to her.

  "Such an anxious one," he whispered in her ear, sending a chill down her spine, as he slipped an arm around her and cupped her mound. Slipping two fingers between her pussy lips he stroked her from her anus to her clit, taking time to pinch and roll her clit between his fingers with each pass.

  She closed her eyes and moaned loudly.

  "So many choices," he murmured, kissing the back of her neck while continuing to torture her clit. She was in agony, she needed to move, to press back against him, and move against his hand, but she couldn't. His thick dick slipped its way between her soft folds, teasing her.

  "My God Vince!" she cried out. Her body was on edge once more, she was on the brink of an orgasm yet again and all she needed was for him to thrust that beautiful shaft into her and her agony would be over.

  Vince immediately stepped away from her, again leaving her with a feeling of

  emptiness and longing - both physically and emotionally. He walked around to face her.

  He ran his index finger along her collarbone and she whimpered. Even the slightest touch from him was turning her near insane with need. The evidence of her arousal was pooling between her legs uncomfortably and sliding down her inner thighs.

  "Normally I would punish you for using my name in here. But..." he stepped closer to her, his lips grazing the side of her neck while his fingers palmed and massaged her mound. "This cunt of yours is so tight, I need to fuck it now, so punishment will need to wait."

  Oh thank God! Her joy over the idea of finally having him in her and finally getting the relief she needed so desperately was so intense it almost brought tears to her eyes.

  Vince crouched down and kissed her stomach, moving lower. Lexie's body trembled.

  He glanced up, capturing her eyes with is own, while spreading the lips of her pussy with his fingers exposing her clit to him. His warm breath, teased her swollen clit and she moaned loudly, letting her head fall backwards, her long scarlet curls cascading down her back.

  He chuckled softly as his tongue gingerly flicked her clit and as she moaned a second time he took it fully between his lips and sucked. This became her undoing, she screamed out as over and over as she came. Wave upon wave crashed through her body, exploding between her legs. She'd never had an orgasm so intense and consuming as she was having at that moment. Her nails dug into the palms of her hands as she attempted to gain control of herself and her trembling body when Vince finally released her clit and began to unbuckle her ankles.

  Once he was done unbuckling her ankles she found that her legs had turned to jelly and was grateful that her arms were tethered to the overhead rail, as she would certainly have fallen to her knees otherwise.

  "Hold onto me when I free you."

  Lexie nodded and he undid the first cuff. She immediately wrapped her free arm around his neck, leaning onto him for support. He undid the second and she literally fell into him. Swooping down, Vince picked her up and carried her over to a red padded table.

  ****

  Vince couldn't have waited another moment to bury himself deep into her warm core if he had wanted to. She was tight. Way too tight to be a sub. Hell, she was practically a virgin which made him wonder for the umpteenth time since he met her why in the hell she was there to begin with, especially donning a T5S badge.

  "I want you on your stomach, holding onto the bar at the end of the table." Vince set her onto the bench and she quickly got into position. The table was slanted at a forth-five degree angle, so her pussy was titled up and positioned perfectly for penetration. He gave her moist, needy pussy a quick slap and she yelped, but as he gently caressed the area he'd just slapped she began to moan softly and move against his hand. Considering how worked up he was, his cock was throbbing so hard it was beginning to physically pain him, he anticipated this first time fucking her was going to be fast and rough.

  "Feet wider apart or they'll be restrained." Vince kicked lightly at her boot clad feet until her legs were spread nearly as wide as they were on the spreader, giving him a beautiful view of her fully exposed pink pussy.

  Pulling open a built in drawer under the table, he pulled out a condom, ripped open the packet and rolled it on. Fuck he hated condoms. In the morning once they had a little chat over who she really was and what she was doing there, perhaps they could discuss making her a permanent sub for him and making arrangements on the condom issue. He wasn't one for training new girls, but in this case he thought he could make an exception.

  God knew, she seemed receptive enough so far, so training her might be quite an enjoyable experience for both of them.

  Curious to know how receptive she was anally as well as vaginally, he slipped his thumb between her drenched folds and used her juices to lube up the tight entrance to her ass. Fuck he loved how wet she had gotten when she came.

  "Oh, God please Sir. Please."

  "You get it when I decide. And you speak only when spoken to." Vince growled as he gave her ass a slap this time, the pale flesh reddenin
g. She cried out and she hands tightened onto the bar at the end of the table that she'd been holding onto.

  "Yes, Master."

  He had a good mind to extend her wait, but couldn't bear it himself. He lined the head of his cock up to her entrance, gripped tightly to her waist and in one forceful thrust buried himself to the balls inside of her. He groaned loudly, while she cried out as her tight pussy stretched to accommodate his wide girth. Her pussy felt like heaven as it took him into its warm embrace.

  "Fuck that's good." He left himself buried deep within her a moment as he pressed his thumb gently past the tight rim of muscle and into her ass. She moaned and squirmed under him, trying to get away from the intrusion, but he had her pinned against the table and so the only way she was getting free was if he allowed it. "It'll feel good," he promised and she seemed to relax, the tight rim of muscle guarding her back entrance began to loosen around his thumb.

  He slowly continued to insert his thumb into her until it was buried to the knuckle and by that time she was beginning to moan, and attempting to press back against him, wanting it in deeper. He grinned at her eagerness and slowly pulled his cock - almost completely - out of her and then rammed himself back in with a deep feral grunt.

  "Do you want it harder?" He asked slamming into her again.

  "Oh yes Sir!" she groaned her response.

  Not being able to hold back a moment longer he began to fuck her in earnest, pulling out and slamming into her, while fucking her ass with his thumb. He loved the sight of his cock appearing and disappearing into her heated core almost as much as he loved the soft sighs and moans coming from her with every thrust.

  She writhed and moaned under him, desperately attempting to meet his thrusts. Her restrictive position made it near impossible to move with him, but her attempts were driving him near insane.

  "Oh God, I'm coming," Lexie cried out, her hands once again fisting the bar in front of her as her body went tense under his relentless thrusting. Moments later, she screamed out his name as her pussy throbbed around his cock and then released with a flood of her fluids, rushing from her, and dripping down his cock and balls.