The Billionaire's Bet(10)

“Oh … I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked,” I said, noticing the uncomfortable silence.

“It’s okay. I shouldn’t linger on the past. I’ve found you now and I can’t wait to get started.”

He stood up and suddenly his demeanor had changed. His face had gone rigid and his posture was more imposing. He walked over to me and held out his hand. “Come.”

I was mesmerized by his bright, blue eyes that were coaxing me to come with him. I took his warm, strong hand and he guided me up the stairs. We passed his bedroom, which was quite different, because the bed was suspended in the air, floating above the floor. He opened a door to the left. I was shocked by what I saw.

There were benches with straps and something that looked like a guillotine without the blade. There was a table with metal cuffs and a hammock with holes in it, suspended in the air. There was a chair with clasps on it, a large, red sheeted bed with the same straps and cuffs on each end and a table with all sorts of equipment. Wooden and leather paddles, some with spikes, some without. Whips, chains, slappers, canes, riding crops, more cuffs, scarves, tape and other binding materials, nipple clamps in all sorts with chains attached to them and mini vibrators. On another table there were some candles, a bucket of ice and an assortment of vibrators and dildo’s. On the walls hung a lot of ropes, some masks and outfits in all different kinds, but especially leather and latex.

I shuddered looking at it all. I didn’t know what to think of it. Some part of it was frightening, the idea of pain, the idea of being trapped, but it was also exciting me. I wanted to try it, but I was afraid at the same time.

I felt his body press against my back. “This is the playroom. I know it may look scary at first, but trust me, you’ll learn to love it. I won’t go all out right away, so don’t be scared. I’ll take it easy on you. We’ll start simple and soft, nothing with too much pain.”#p#分页标题#e#

“I don’t know …” I muttered.

“You can trust me. I will always abide by the contract. I won’t push you further than your limits and you can always say the stop word. Do you remember what it is?”

I nodded, feeling warmth pool in my belly from his hands that gently slithered around my sides.

“Say it,” he whispered into my ear. “What’s our stop word?”

“Red.”

“Good. Now what’s the word if you want me to slow down or stop the action and do something else?”

“Orange.”

“Good girl. Now, I have certain rules. We’re in the playroom now, so you must always call me master. If you ask something, always say please. I might be a beast in the bedroom, but I appreciate manners.”

“Okay,” I said.

I felt a slight pinch in my waist and knew it were his fingers. He released me and gave me a short slap on the butt. It wasn’t painful, but I jolted up.

“Okay, what?” Dominic said, his voice gruff.

“Okay … master.”

He chortled. “Well done. See, it’s not so hard to do as you’re told. Remember the rules, Julie. If you don’t abide by them, I have to punish you, like I did just now. That was lesson number one.”

My body was trembling and my heart was racing. I didn’t dare turn around. I heard him sniff and I felt a warm breath near my hair. “You smell so nice.” He moved aside my hair from my neck and I felt his breath heat up my skin. I gasped when his moist lips brushed along my shoulder. I closed my eyes as he started to give me tiny pecks from my shoulder to the top of my neck, stopping right below my ear. My panties were getting damp and I shuffled around on my legs trying to move closer to him, to feel him.

He nudged me forward and ripped open the zipper of my dress.

“I want this off,” he said.

Instinctive I clench my hands to my chest, trying to keep the dress from falling down. I’ve never really undressed like this, so visible, so naked in front of a man.

“But I thought you wanted me to wear it?”

“I know I did and it’s nice, but now I want it off. There’s no discussion possible. Take it off or I will,” he said, his voice more demanding than before.

I took in a deep breath and let the dress slide down to my feet.

“Take off the rest too. I want you completely naked.”

“What?”

“Do what I ask you, Julie. Take off your bra and panties or I will have to punish you.”

I swallowed. I’d never experienced a man being so dominant before. It was not usual for me to accept it, but I knew it was part of the contract. Part of the reason why I was here. To feel what it was like. It was part of the play.