Sex with a Billionaire

Max

After breakfast, we had plain make out sessions. Nothing crazy, just kissing.

Then the doorbell rang. We both stopped. "It's probably just the mailman with another package," Damien said.

He looked at one of his maids. "Could you please open the door and take the package?" he asked.

The maid obediently went and opened the door. My master walked into the room.

My eyes widened and my face paled. I flew off of him. My master turned and smiled at Damien. "Enjoying yourself, sir? Perhaps you come for more."

Damien sighed, and put a wad of cash into his hand. My master smiled widely. Then turned to glare at me. "Now come on, slut. It's time to go." He dragged me by the arm with a firm grasp as he led me to the door. I looked back at Damien, my eyes pleading.

His voice was cold and hard. "Do not treat her that way. I'll buy her from you. How much do you want? One million?"

My master smiled grimly at Damien. "No, she is not for sale. I can leave her with other rich people around town. I can make way more and still keep lots stashed. I will become known around. I will get even richer." He smiled greedily at the thought.

"Guards, stop him. Take him from her." Damien demanded. "I can arrest you of sexual assault and abuse."

Master glared at Damien. "You wouldn't dare!" Out of his pocket, he took out a knife. He pressed against my throat. "Come any closer and she dies." One guard took one small step forward. The knife in my master's hands pressed harder. Blood trickled down my neck.

When Damien saw it, he looked hurt, wounded, scared.

"You son of a bitch."

With one last glance at his face, my master pulled me out of the room and pushed me into his car.

In the car, I couldn't stop thinking of him. I couldn't stop seeing his face in that vulnerable situation when my master threatened to kill me.

My master turned back and smiled meanly at me. "Good work. You made him fall in love with you. Guess you've got quite some skill. For that, you will get clean shower tonight, and no appointments today."

I looked at him pleadingly. "Please, let me be with him. I will do anything."

My master immediately frowned. "So that's how it is. Oh, what love can do to foolish women."

"Please! You can't get me locked up in this place forever! Someday, I'm going to escape. I'm going to run away and never come back," I said.

My master frowns deeply. "More punishment for you. You think you can escape? Hah! Foolish woman. You can't get anywhere."

***

In my room, I was tied with rope onto my bed, stripped naked. These were one of the worse punishments.

I wasn't allowed to have supper tonight. I heard the steps creak as someone stepped into my room. This was my punishment. My master's nephew, Max, walked into my room. Whenever I was severely punished, my master would call Max to come and teach me a lesson. When I was younger, I would call him a monster demon. He was what had always made me behave. I would rather go to 10 appointments then be with him.

After all, he had one thing in common with Damien. He was madly in love with me.

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He walked in, grinning widely when he saw me, missing a few teeth. "Hey baby, how are you? Aww, look at your tits. Still as beautiful as I last saw them. Ready to see my bad boy? Oooh, are you getting wet? You better be! You're gonna have the night of your life."