Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

“How many minutes are you late, Alice?” As he questions, raising his gaze from my chest to my face, I lower my eyes because of shyness.

“Thirty minutes, sir.”

“So you’ll get thirty spanks on your tits. Fifteen on each.” My eyes dilate in shock at him, and he just smirks at me, tilting his head.

Fuck! Can I take this? Thirty spanks. It’ll hurt a lot. He is so cruel.

Monster!

“And I’ll tell you the rules while punishing you.” As he cups my tits, I close my eyes.

He gives them a gentle squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from me. I lost myself in his touch, forgetting about my punishment. His touch erases the world for me.

“So ready for the punishment, little kitten?” As he takes away his hands and calls me ‘kitten’, my eyes shoot open, and he just grins at me with a hint of evilness in his eyes.

“You’re asking as if I say I’m not ready, you won’t punish me?” I blurt out and close my eyes.

Shit!

However, I told the truth; this monster doesn’t give a damn about anyone.

“Yes, you’re right. I’m going to punish you if you’re ready or not.” Upon hearing his voice, I open my eyes.

Then he raises his hand in the air, and I can feel my heart pounding as I hold my breath and squeeze my eyes shut.

“You must obey my order immediately, without a question, no matter what.” A yelp escapes my mouth as his hand land on one of my boobs.

It hurts!

“You must refer to me as Master.” The next moment only, he hits the other one, causing it to bounce and me to yelp again. This time, I feel his ring hitting my skin, and it hurts even more.

“When and wherever I call you, you must come.”

Smack!

“You can’t do anything without my permission. You can’t even look into my eyes and utter a word without my permission.”

Smack

He gives me two hard spanks, and I cover my burning hot tits with my hands without realising it. With each smack, my nipples stiffen and an electric current flows directly between my legs.

“Remove your hands if you don’t want me to increase the number of spanks.” As he warns, I drop my hands down right away.

I have no choice except to take his punishment.

“You can’t have a sexual relationship with anyone because you belong to me.”

Smack.

“You’re my slave.”

Smack.

“You’ll only please your master.”

Smack.

“No matter what!”

Smack

It hurts. I’m squeezing my hands to control myself from not covering my assets, which are bearing the torture.

However, I’m dripping wet between my thighs.

Shit! The punishment is turning me on.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

What is wrong with my body? What is it want?

“Please stop, it hurts.” I jump up, screaming as he smacks both of my tits together six times in a row.

My tits are on fire, and they have turned light red.

“Only ten more to go, Alice. You must take them all. If not, then how will you learn to obey me?” As he speaks, his voice devoid of emotion, I stare at him with moist eyes.

“I swear, I’ll never be late. Please, just-” He shushes, placing his finger on my lips.

“Weren’t you listening to the rules? You can’t speak without my permission, Alice.”

I close my eyes and tears trickle down my cheeks because I know he won’t stop punishing me.

He is truly a fucking monster!

“Now stay still if you don’t want me to tie you up.” He grits his teeth.

I nod, wiping away my tears.

“You’ll be present in my room sharp at 9 a. m.”

Smack. Smack.

“Now your only duty is to please me. I gave your cooking duty to someone else.”

Smack. Smack. Smack.

“If you lie or hide things from me, you’ll get a severe punishment.”

Smack. Smack. Smack.

“If you don’t follow these rules, then you have to face the worst.”

Smack. Smack.

Telling the rules, he hit me ten more times without mercy, completely ignoring my tears and red tits. A sob escapes from my mouth at the end. My tits are on fire.

Aunt Rose was right about him. I should have never come in front of him.

He is heartless.

“I hope you’ll be on time from now.” As he speaks with no emotions in his eyes, I just give him a nod because I don’t like to answer him after what he did to me.

Why my body enjoys it, I have no idea. It’s cruel.

“I want a verbal response.”

As he snaps at me, I respond right away. “Yes, sir.”

A moan escapes my mouth as he pinches my nipples, which have gotten sore because of the torture.

God!

“Haven’t you heard the rules? You must call me Master.”

“I’m sorry, Master.” I apologise before moving my face down and murmuring, “Monster!”

My mouth is agape as he slips his hand into my undies. As his rough hand came into contact with my crotch, I just close my eyes. The sensation of his fingers moving over my wet folds is exquisite. My breathing becomes laboured and my heartbeat quickens. His hand is magical; he is driving me crazy with just his fingertips.

Why am I so aroused?

“God Damn! The punishment made you so wet, kitten.” My eyes widen in shock.

I just can’t believe it. What the fuck is wrong with my body?

As he takes his hand out of my undies, I crave his touch. I squeeze my legs because I’m feeling an intense sensation between my thighs.

The need to rub something against my wet crotch is overwhelming.

Why do I want him to touch me between my legs again? What is he doing to me? What is going on with me?

“Do you want something, Alice?” As he asks me in a teasing tone, I drift my gaze to him and see him smirking.

Yes, I want him to rub me. What the fuck? How can I crave his touch after what he did to me?

I don’t understand why my body likes his touch, but it does.

Fuck! This man will make me insane for sure.

“I’m asking you something, kitten. Do you want something?” He enquires in a grim tone.

“Nothing, Master.” I lie, shaking my head because I don’t want to tell this monster what I want.

He is a monster! I should despise his touch, but my body is betraying me by yearning for it.

“Stop lying, because I know you want something. Last time, I’m asking you to tell me honestly what you want.” He grits his teeth.

His temper is like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment, and his nose is the first place to show the signs of his mounting rage. Grumpy Billionaire!

“Why do I tell you?” I dare to question him back in a fit of anger.

Now, I’m sure he will murder me, but I just don’t want to let this monster know that my body desires him.

With a forceful grip, he clutches my chin and fixes a piercing stare upon me. “You must tell me because I’m your Master. Don’t compel me to punish you again on your first day, Alice.” As he warns me in a dominating tone, I gulp the lumps down my throat.

I don’t want him to punish me again, so I have to tell him.

“I’m sorry, Master.” As I apologise, he leaves my chin with a jerk.

“Now just tell me the truth.”

God! Why does he want to know this? Somebody tells him I’m struggling to express myself, as I’m feeling bashful.

I let out a deep breath. “I-I want your hand-” I pause for a second and continue, “inside my panty.”

I feel a tidal wave of shyness washes over me, leaving me feeling vulnerable, and my eyes dart around the room, searching for a place to hide.

“You’re behaving as if someone hasn’t touched you before like this.” He rolls his eyes.

“Because it is true.” My words come up spontaneously and unfiltered.

“So it means you’re untouched?” A look of surprise washes over his face and his eyebrows lift, creating deep creases in his forehead.

I just nod, but as I recall his words, I immediately give him a verbal response, “Yes, Master. Nobody has touched me before like this.”

“Damn! That means I’m the one who touched her for the first time. It gives me a warm, gratifying feeling.” Although he murmurs to himself, I hear him.

But why am I delighted after listening to his words?

“Today you won’t get what you want because you lied to me. This is your punishment.” Listening to his words, I feel a pang of disappointment as my desire for his touch intensifies.

I’m so turned on. I can’t believe the torture has done this to me.

“Now you can wear your clothes.” I nod in agreement as he instructs me.

I almost forgot that I’m standing naked in front of him.

As I bent to pick up my bra and dress, he smacks my ass, causing me to jump. “Do I have to remind you always that I want a verbal response?” He strokes my ass, and I close my eyes.

His touch is so… I am at a loss for words to express his touch. It drives me insane.

“No, Master.” As I answer, he withdraws his hand, and I crave his touch.

Fuck! Why is my body betraying me?

He goes to his chair and sits down there.

His domineering personality adds to his allure.

He gazes at me with a tinge of neediness in his eyes, and I turn red as I put on my bra.

When the fabric of the bra touches my sore nipples, I emit a moan. They have become so sensitive because of the punishment. I still can’t believe that I’m so damn turned on because of this.

His intense gaze is making me wetter. Is this man doing some kind of magic over me because I have never felt so horny before?

I walk over to him after donning my maid dress.

“You can leave, and remember that you can’t touch yourself.” He gives instructions.

“Okay, Master.” I leave after bowing in front of him.

As I make my way out of his room, I can feel the weight of his powerful presence still lingering in the surrounding air. It causes me to let out a sigh of exhaustion and frustration.

He is the death of me!