The Billionaire's Bet 2, A Hot Call(2)

He opened a door to the left. “This is the bathroom,” he said, and flicked on the light. It had yellowish walls and dimmed lighting, making it look old, but I could see from the material it was brand new. Nothing seemed touched. Everything was placed neatly on a stack or in line with each other. The towels rolled up into buns, gels and creams aligned from small to large and there wasn’t a speck visible. There was a big, wooden bath in the middle and a shower that looked more like a steam cabin was to the right. Two giant mirrors lined the walls facing the bathtub and in front were two deep sinks with stools in front of them. On the walls next to the mirrors hung a list of commands.

“You’ll wash every morning and every evening before I come home. Don’t make a mess, I don’t like it,” he said. “And if you do, clean up afterwards.”

Dominic never struck me as a neat-freak, but this surprises me!

“Can we do it together sometimes?” I blurted out.

He had a stern look in his eyes as he eyed me from the side.

“Maybe. Depends on how you behave, but consider this another lesson, Julie. Always address me as master, even if it’s a question.”

“Okay, sorry, master.”

He smiled and placed his warm, strong hand on my shoulder, squeezing it softly. “Great. You learn quickly. See, I told you, you’d make a fantastic sub.”

I smiled back and felt my cheeks heat up.

We walked back through the hallway and he showed me the bedroom again with the floating bed that suspended from the ceiling.

“You’ll sleep with me here every night from now on. You’ll go to bed at the same time as me or earlier, but never later. One thing I demand is that you always sleep naked.”

“Naked?” The words had already slipped out before I realized it. I slapped my hand in front of my mouth.

“Yes, Julie, naked.” He let my shoulder go, but instead fiercely grabbed my chin and forced me to face him. “You’re mine now and I want to be able to do anything I desire. You’ll be available 24/7 and I’ll expect as much. I also hate sleeping next to someone who’s clothed.”

“But master, I thought only the playroom was for that purpose?”

He chortled and his lips curled up into a devious smile. “I never said that it was. You are mine to play with whenever and wherever I desire. I’ll keep your boundaries in mind, but I will push you to your limits. Being my sub means doing whatever I want whenever and wherever I want when I demand it.”

I swallowed and gasped in some air as the realization hit me. He could very well ask me to strip publicly.

“Don’t worry, Julie. I won’t ask anything that’s revolting, against the contract or puts you in danger. If you want to stop, you know the stop word. You do remember it, right?”

“Yes, master.”

Still, I didn’t know what he had planned for me. It was thrilling, but scary as well.

We walked down the stairs and he showed me the kitchen, which was huge. The brick walls were lined with perfect black and white counter tops, a fridge, a stove, all from the same supplier. The view was marvelous as well, with windows in the back. In the middle was a large cooking island and at the end stood a tiny table just big enough for two people. There was nothing out of place, everything was in order.

“Amazing …” I muttered to myself.

Dominic muffled a laugh. “I’m glad you like it. You’ll be spending a lot of your time here in my home from now on. Since you haven’t had any breakfast yet, you can go make some, but I have to get to work.”

I turned around to face him. “I assume the casino then.”

“Yes, Julie. It has to be run by someone, you know. I’ll schedule a time at the restaurant for tonight. I also have a special request for you. Wait here.” He walked out of the kitchen and I heard him run up the stairs. A few seconds later he came jolting back down again with something in his hand.

“I want you to wear this today. Put it in after you’ve had your meal and don’t take it out unless I say so.” My eyes widened. He held up an egg shaped toy that looked like a vibrator. In his other hand he had a remote control.

I gaped and wanted to say something, but he squinted and the look in his eyes told me he’d punish me if I refused.

“Yes, master, I will,” I said, and he placed the vibrator into the palm of my hand.

He smirked. “Good. I’ll be going then.”

“Wait,” I said when he turned around, ready to walk downstairs.

His eyebrows furrowed and he scrunched his lips. “Turn around and bend over,” he said, jaws clenched.

I didn’t know what was going on, but did what he asked anyway. The smack that followed made me jolt straight up. “Ouch!” I yelped as the stinging pain sizzled on my butt.