Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Next day,

Mia’s P. O. V.

I stand behind Edward, making the ponytail of his hair, while he sits in front of the mirror on the stool, our eyes fixed on each other’s in the mirror.

It’s unbelievable that the person I had a crush on for a long time is now my boyfriend. I know he inflicted pain on Alice and me, but now he has changed and I’m in love with him.

“You know, I used to wonder how your hair would feel under my fingertips.” I confess as I run my hands through his long locks. The strands feel like silk, slipping easily through my fingers, and I feel satisfied as my fingers glide through them.

I lean in and inhale deeply, taking in the scent of his shampoo, a subtle but intoxicating aroma that fills my senses.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The long hair makes him look different from others.

He takes my hand and guides me to his front before making me sit on his lap.

“I never knew you felt that way.” He utters, his voice tender as he plays with my hair.

“I wish I could have shown you how much I cared for you before.” I smile at him, feeling grateful that he has changed and that we have a second chance.

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me close to his chest. “Now you can touch my hair whenever you want because now you have right on me, my body, and whatever’s mine.”

As we sit there, wrapped in each other’s arms, I realise that I have never been happier. Despite the pain and heartache that Edward caused me in the past, now I know that it was all worth it because it led me to this moment. A moment where I am with the man I love, and who loves me back.

“I love you, Mia.” He whispers into my ear, his breath warm against my skin. I feel butterflies in my stomach because it’s the first he spoke these three magical words.

“I love you too, Edward.” I reply, turning my head to kiss him.

Our lips meet in a soft kiss, filled with all the love and affection we have for each other. For the first time in a long time, I feel complete, like I’ve found my missing piece. Edward is that missing piece, and I never want to let him go.

As we pull away from the kiss, he whispers, “Mia, I know I’ve hurt you in the past, but I promise to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I’ll love you and cherish you always.” His words bring tears to my eyes, and I take him into a firm embrace, burying my face in his chest.

I listen to his soothing heartbeat, and he strokes my hair with affection.

We stay like that for a while, lost in each other’s embrace until Edward breaks the silence. “Mia, there’s something I need to tell you.” I can see the seriousness in his eyes as I raise my head from his chest to look at him.

“What is it?” I ask, a hint of concern in my voice.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about my past mistakes, and I want to make things right. Mia, I want to help other people and make a difference in their lives. I want to start a foundation or a charity or something, to help those in need.” He says, his eyes shining with determination.

I look at him, amazed by his decision. “That’s amazing, Edward. I’m so proud of you.” I praise him, my heart swelling with love for him.

He smiles at me, his eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Mia. I couldn’t have done it without you.” He pulls me close to him once again, and I rest my forehead on his.

***

Alice’s P. O. V.

As I’m busy cooking in the kitchen, my phone buzzes in my jeans pocket.

I pull it out, and a smile flashes on my face upon seeing Alexander’s name on the screen. After yesterday’s unsatisfying encounter, maybe today he’ll allow me to climax. He can’t punish me for an entire week, I know it.

I open his message.

Mine: Come to my office at 2:00 PM with these items.

Ropes

Vibrator

Nipple clamps

Feather

P. S. Be on time, don’t be late! And don’t forget any of the mentioned items.

As I read the message, my breath becomes heavy.

Nipple clampssomething I didn’t enjoy. He used them on me last time when I shared his bed without his permission.

He’s planning to punish me in his office.

God! I’m nervous and excited, both at the same time.

I glance at the time on my phone; it’s 1:00 p. m.

There’s only one hour left. I need to get ready and pack the items from the playroom that he’s asked for.

My lunch is almost done, but I have no time to complete it. I instruct a maid to continue cooking.

Life is so unpredictable. In the past, I was the maid of this house taking orders, and now I’m the owner of this house, giving orders to the maid.

In fifteen minutes, I’m ready with the equipment packed into a bag on my back.

I return to the kitchen and quickly pack lunch for my love with the help of the maid.

Just as I’m about to step outside the main door, I hear Aunt’s voice.

“Where are you going, Alice?” She asks me.

Not now, Aunt. I’m running late.

After turning around, I reply, “I’m going to Alexander’s office with his lunch.”

“Oh, okay. I just needed your help, but it’s fine.” Aunt says with a hint of disappointment.

She needs my help, and I can’t leave like this. But if I stay, I’ll definitely be late, and he might increase my punishment.

Yet, I can’t go without helping her.

It’s just in my nature.

“What help do you need?” I ask her.

“I want to gift something to Alexander as a thank you for taking care of you and helping me.” She tells me.

“Aunt, I’ll send you a link to a gift he loves. I’m running late now.” I tell her in a rush, glancing at the time on my wristwatch.

Only thirty minutes are left.

“Okay, thank you.” She expresses her gratitude with a smile.

I hurry outside, and the car is already waiting for me as I messaged the driver.

I get into the car, and the driver starts it immediately.

Finally, I reach my destination on time. I rush into his grand office building, making my way directly to the elevator.

No one dares to stop me because they already know about me as Alexander’s girlfriend.

The elevator doors open, and I dash into it.

In a few minutes, I reach his floor and then run towards his office.

I open the door and find my handsome man sitting behind his desk, working on his laptop. When he notices me, he shifts his gaze from his laptop to me.

“Impressive! You’re on time.” He praises me, and my smile broadens.

I just sit on his lap after placing the paper bag on the table. My pack bag is still on my back, and I encircle my arms around him. “I missed you, baby.”

He embraces me back. “I missed you too, love!”

After breaking the hug, he kisses my forehead, and I close my eyes, feeling his lips against my skin.

“You’re looking gorgeous.” He compliments me, admiring me, brushing my hair away from my face, and I blush.

Every time he makes me feel so special.

“Did you bring everything I ordered?” He asks in a firm tone.

He’s perfect in transforming from my boyfriend to master.

“Yes, Master! I’m your good girl.” I respond with an innocent smile, hoping he’ll lessen my punishment.

“You’re my naughty girl, that’s why now I’ll punish you.” He declares, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck and pulling my face closer to his. Then he takes my lower lip between his teeth and stretches it, causing me to hiss in pain.

After leaving my lips, he holds my hair in a forceful grip and captures my lips in a wild kiss, not letting me kiss him back. I snake my arms around his neck and try to kiss him back, but he doesn’t allow me.

He removes the bag from my back and places it on the table before opening the knots of my dress’s sleeve. When he opens it, the dress drops from the one side of my shoulder. Then he unties the other knot, and now the dress falls to my waist, exposing my pink bra.

He pinches my nipple above the fabric of my bra, and as I moan inside his mouth, he enters his tongue into my mouth. His tongue dances inside my mouth, and his hand traces the curves of my body.

He unclasps my bra from behind and removes it before squeezing both of my boobs and biting my lips.

He withdraws his hands and lips from me before standing up and ordering me in a dark voice, “Stand up and strip.”

I obey him in an instant, standing in front of him and stripping.

Now I stand naked, his intense gaze fixed on my body.

He picks up the bag and takes out everything with a satisfied smile on his face, which makes me feel proud of myself.

He stands up from his chair and commands, “Sit on the chair, placing your legs on its armrests.”

I comply without a question, sitting on the chair. As I stretch my legs onto the armrests, my thighs part, and I feel a twinge between them.

He picks up the ropes from the table and binds my right ankle to the right arm of the chair. He does the same with the other ankle. I’m now fully exposed in front of my Master, the wetness between my thighs growing with each passing second.

He binds my hands behind the chair, wrapping the rope around my right thigh and connecting it from behind with my wrist. He does the same with my other thigh. Now, I can’t move myself an inch in this position. He’s bound me so tightly, but this bondage position is taking my desire to its peak.

He removes his tie, fixing his searingly intense at my bound body. The bulge in his pants clearly states that my position has aroused him.

“You’ve seen too much now.” He utters while blindfolding me with his tie, making the atmosphere more intense for me. I can just feel him, which is torture, but thrilling at the same time.