Billionaire Bought: My Billionaire Boss, Part 6 (A BDSM Erotic Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page A

collar.
    "You will answer yes, sir."
    "Yes, sir," I said quickly and wiped away a tear.
    "I said to take off your clothes," he said.
    "Yes, sir," I said and unclipped my bra before slipping my underwear off. He kicked my pile of clothes to the side and continued to stand behind me, holding my collar. I could hear his breathing, low and fast and despite the sting on my skin, or maybe because of it, I felt myself getting wet.
    "Over here," he said and pushed me towards an angled padded bench. At first I had no idea how you were meant to use it and then I saw the padded shelf at knee height. I stepped forward and knelt. My body went over the top of the bench, my hands hanging down either side. In this position my ass was sticking out and I knew that soon, Mr. Stone would punish me.
    He let go of my collar and then I felt his hands on my ankles, securing them in leather restraints. With each movement and moment, I felt myself getting wetter. Felt myself tensing in anticipation of his hand hitting my ass.
    The smack didn't come though. He walked around in front of me and secured my hands with leather restraints also. I was almost pulled flat against the bench now, my breasts rubbing against the padded surface.
    Once Mr. Stone had me secured he walked away. I tried to see where he was going but I couldn't move. I heard the door to the next room and the distant rustling of papers. I held my breath but he didn't make any more sound.
    "You didn't trust me, slave," Mr. Stone said from behind me.
    I yipped and then let out my breath. Of course he'd be able to sneak back in behind me without me hearing anything.
    "How many letters are there in Matt Black?" he asked.
    I quickly counted them out. "Nine, sir."
    "And how many letters in Jackson Stone?"
    "Twelve, sir."
    "So twenty-one for your lack of trust. And then..."
    I felt his hand stroke across my ass and then his fingers cup my sex. I moaned as he moved his hand, his middle finger slipping inside me for a moment. He kept moving, stroking his finger over my back entrance. His finger moved in a small circle and I felt pleasure starting to build, mixed with fear.
    "And then I'll fuck your tight ass until you scream," he finished, his finger brushing over me.
    He moved away and I heard the rustle of paper again but I could hardly concentrate on it over the feelings twisting inside me. I'd never ... not with a man. Mr. Stone's vibrating sex toy was it and that had melted my brain.
    Mr. Stone appeared beside me, holding two documents. Without speaking he showed me the front page of both. It was the waste-disposal contract I'd found earlier today. He then flipped to the back page and showed me his signature before doing the same on the other copy.
    The signature was Matt Black.
    He leaned in close to my ear. "He forged the contracts," Mr. Stone said and then he was gone, somewhere behind me.
    "Count aloud. Miss a number and I'll start over."
    "Yes, sir."
    I tensed but no blow came. I realized I was holding my breath in anticipation. I let it out and tried to calm myself and that was when his hand came down on my ass.
    "One," I cried.
    "One what?"
    "One, sir, One sir," I gasped.
    "We'll have to start over," Mr. Stone said.
    His finger brushed over my sex and I felt how wet I was. Pleasure tingled through me and the he hit me again. This time I wouldn't get it wrong, although the sting was making my eyes water.
    "One, sir!"
    He hit me again.
    "Two, sir!"
    Another. And another. And another.
    I kept the count even as he sped up and then slowed down. He moved from one cheek to the other and then back again in a random pattern. The pain soared and then I went past it, feeling wetness on my thighs, my pussy throbbing and ready for Mr. Stone's cock.
    I hit twenty-one and before I could catch my breath, Mr. Stone had his tongue in my pussy. He licked upwards, gently brushing against my ass before coming back down again. The pleasure mixed with the pain and I started to gasp as he moved his mouth