Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alice’s P. O. V.

I walk into the restaurant, feeling uneasy and taking slow steps. He has set the vibrating balls at the lowest intensity, but as I walk, they move inside me, driving me crazy.

If I were at home, I would have loved the sensation, but in public, they are too agonising for me.

I must admit, this monster is skilled at giving punishments. And I believe he deliberately punishes me more to hide his genuine emotions and prove to himself that he is still a monster.

I wonder when he will realize that he has a heart where I have already made a place for myself.

However, it’s a tremendous relief to know that he has feelings for me as well. The way he punishes me, I would have never guessed his true feelings if I hadn’t heard his words last night.

I moan and stumble a bit while walking as I feel an intense sensation between my thighs. He has increased the speed.

I immediately glance around and breathe a sigh of relief to see fewer people in the restaurant.

Then I look at my Master, who is smirking and looking extremely attractive.

I’m so aroused right now, and his hotness is only making it worse. It’s becoming challenging to control my moans. I squeeze my legs shut to control the powerful sensation.

I close my eyes and let out a sigh of relief as he lowers the speed.

“Alice, I’m having so much fun. How about you?” He already knows that I’m not enjoying it, but he asks to tease me.

He is so evil!

I don’t want to respond, but I have to, or else he will get enraged again for not answering him.

“No, Master.” I shake my head, crying, and he smiles at my condition.

As his phone rings, he turns his back to me, answering the call. “Hello.”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He continues talking on the phone for a few minutes, and I wait for him to end the call.

My eyes enlarge as I feel someone’s hand on my buttocks.

What the hell? How dare he touch me?

The only person with the right to touch me like this is my Master.

A wave of anger washes over me, and I’m just about to turn around and rebuke him, but before me, my Master turns around. His brows furrowed in fury as he sees someone’s hand on my buttock.

“How dare you lay your hands on my girl!” He shoves his hand away from my hips and bellows, landing a hard punch on his face.

My eyes glint with astonishment as I hear his words.

I can hardly believe my ears. Did he seriously refer to me as “My Girl”? Oh my God, am I dreaming? My rage instantly dissipates upon hearing his words.

When I turn around, I see Master attacking the man as if anger has possessed him.

“With this hand, you touched my girl, didn’t you?” He grabs the man’s hand and twists it, causing him to yelp in pain.

Truly, at this moment, nothing matters except the words ‘My Girl.’ I stare at him in amazement. Seeing his possessiveness over me, I feel ecstatic.

“I didn’t know that she is your girlfriend, Mr Wilson. I’m sorry.” The man constantly apologises to my Master, but he isn’t ready to show any mercy to him.

Girlfriend, really?

Although everyone in the restaurant is staring at us, no one dares to intervene as the enraged monster unleashes his wrath. Punch after punch lands on the man’s face, knees strike his stomach, and Master’s eyes burn red with anger. I’ve never witnessed him so consumed by fury before.

“Just get the fuck out of this restaurant if you don’t want me to kill you.” Master hurls him away, scowling at him, and he immediately disappears from our sight.

Master turns his gaze to me, the anger still simmering within him. He seizes my wrist and drags me somewhere. I keep my mouth shut because I don’t want to incite his rage.

He pushes me into the women’s restroom of the restaurant and shuts the door close, causing me to flinch.

Then he roughly pins my front body against the wall by pressing his hand on my back before grasping the hem of my dress and pulling it up.

I let out a moan as he aggressively fondles my bare buttocks with one hand while grasping my wrists behind my back with the other.

“Your assets are mine to touch, and only mine. Do you understand?” He asserts, giving a hard spank that elicits a moan from my lips.

“Yes, Master.”

The combination of the vibrating balls, Master’s touch, and his possessiveness sets my body ablaze with desire. It’s an intoxicating mix that ignites a fire within me.

Then he harshly rips my undies off and fastens my wrists behind my back with it before drawing the balls out of me with a jerk and causing me to yelp.

Oh no, now how will I go back home without my undies?

Reality snaps back as a surge of pleasure courses through me when he thrusts deep inside me without warning, filling and stretching me to the limit.

“You’re only mine, Alice.” He whispers in my ear and pulls the way out just to pound himself back into me with full force.

“Yes, Master, I’m all yours.” I shriek, surrendering to the sensations that consume me.

He tugs on my hair, intensifying the pleasure with each vicious thrust as if he is channelling the anger from that man onto me. I just moan louder and louder, relishing in the raw roughness of his actions.

He pulls out of me, turns me around, and then leads me towards the slab by carrying me on his shoulder with a swift motion.

He puts me down on the slab, grabs my thighs, quickly slays my legs, and then plunges into me after standing between my legs and digging his nails into my thighs. The pleasure is overwhelming, and my toes curl as I moan, throwing my head back in ecstasy. The sensation of him inside me is beyond words.

“You belong to me, kitten.” He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with every thrust.

“I… be…long.. to you, Master…” I just moan insanely, clenching my restrained hands behind my back.

I’ve never witnessed such a level of possessiveness before, and it’s breathtaking.