Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alice’s P. O. V.

As I step out of Master’s cabin, confusion and hurt swirl within me. I can’t understand what caused such a sudden change in his demeanour.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

As I make my way back to the Wilson mansion, a mix of relief and anxiety washes over me. My mind races with thoughts. What could have triggered Master’s outburst? Did I do something wrong?

Despite the turmoil in my mind, a wave of relief envelops me. I feel at ease knowing he won’t share me with his brother. The thought of someone else controlling me besides Master is unimaginable. Thank God!

I rush to my room as I spot Edward Sir coming downstairs. The way he treated Nancy during breakfast has filled me with fear. It’s as if he has two distinct personalities because he is always sweet to me. However, I don’t want to take any risks, so I choose to keep my distance.

I kick off my heels and retrieve my drawing file and pencil from the drawer. After sitting on the bed comfortably, I begin sketching a portrait of my captivating Master, a smile adorning my face.

Today’s encounter with Master put me at ease. He indirectly reassured me he would never harm me. It’s a relief to see beyond the misconceptions others have about him. He may present himself as a monster, but deep down, I don’t believe he truly is.

Although he often displays anger like the Hulk, I’ll manage because, until now, I’ve enjoyed being his submissive. Through this, I have realised parts of myself I never knew existed, exposing a completely unique version of me.

After completing his sketch, a smile graces my lips. “His sketch is just as captivating.” I whisper, caressing the drawing.

After snapping a photo of his portrait, I put the file in the drawer. I lay down and slowly drift off to sleep.

Edwards’s P. O. V.

I return home in the evening and spot Alice making her way to the kitchen. Despite my decision to stay away from her, I can’t resist her.

I ask one maid to arrange a canvas in my room and send Alice to my room.

I enter my room and smirk at my submissive. I left her hogtied in the morning with a vibrator shoved in her pussy for multiple orgasms and a gag in her mouth. It was her punishment for having an orgasm without my permission at breakfast, because a mere spanking hadn’t satisfied me.

As I observe her current state, a sense of satisfaction washes over me. I approach her and release her from her restraints.

“Now, will you dare to experience pleasure without my consent, slave?” I inquire, gripping a handful of her hair.

“No, Master.” She responds, shaking her head, and I remove the vibrator from her core.

“Now, go to the bathroom and freshen up.” I order, rising to my feet.

She sluggishly gets on her feet and lumbers towards the bathroom.

After a while, a maid arrives with a canvas board and all the supplies required for painting. She leaves after setting all the things in front of my bed.

I take off my coat and wait for Alice while sitting on the bed’s edges.

Alice’s P. O. V.

When I’m preparing dinner, a maid comes to the kitchen and informs me. “Edward Sir is calling you into his room.”

Why is he calling me? I don’t want to go. There’s still one dish left to prepare for dinner, and I feel a sense of fear towards him. What should I do? If I don’t go, he might punish me severely this time.

I have no choice but to go.

“Okay.” I reply to the maid, and she leaves.

I call Mia and ask her to come to the kitchen.

“Mia, Edward Sir wants to see me. I have to go. Could you please prepare the last dish?” I request as she arrives.

“Sure, I will, Alice. But why is he calling you?”

I shake my head, filled with anxiety. “I don’t know. I’m terrified of him after what happened this morning.”

“He won’t harm you. Remember, you’re not his submissive, and you haven’t done anything wrong. So just try to relax.” She reassures me, blinking her eyes and holding my hand.

I nod, taking in her words of comfort, and leave the kitchen.

After taking a deep breath, I knock on the door of Edward Sir’s room.

“Come in.” He responds, granting me permission to enter.

I squeeze my eyes shut when I see Nancy giving him a blowjob. He sits on the edge of the bed while she kneels between his legs, her wrists bound behind her back. She is completely nude.

Oh God! Why are making me see all this?

“Stop.” He orders Nancy to halt. My eyes remain shut.

“Go to the bathroom and don’t come outside until I call you.” He gives her the next instruction. I hear her footsteps, and the sound of the door closing, and the zipping of his pants.

Finally, I open my eyes, and he approaches me with a smile on his face. It’s unbearable for me to see him this way, treating his submissive in such a manner.

“I want you to create a painting of me, Alice.” He tells me, pointing towards the canvas. I sigh, realising he only wants me to sketch him.

“Okay, sir.” I nod and stroll toward the canvas board. I begin drawing his painting, standing in front of the canvas while he watches me with a satisfied smile, seated on the edge of the bed.

I attempt to complete the painting as quickly as possible, feeling intimidated by his presence and his gaze upon me.

“Done, sir.” As I tell him, he comes closer, his smile widening as he gazes at his portrait.

“You have magic in your hands, Alice.” He praises me.

“Thank you, sir.” I give him a slight smile. “I’m sorry, sir, but I must go to finish preparing dinner now.”

“Alright, you may leave.” He permits me, and I hastily exit the room.

Please, God, keep him away from me. I just can’t stand being around him.

I return to the kitchen, and Mia awaits me there.

“Why did he call you?” She inquires.

“He just wanted me to paint his portrait.” As I tell her, she lets out a sigh.

I ask her, “Is dinner ready?”

“All done!” She replies with a smile.

“Thank you.” I say, embracing her with gratitude.

At precisely 9 o’clock, I approach my Master’s room. I knock on the door, but when there’s no response, I enter inside.

It appears he hasn’t returned from the office yet.