The Billionaire’s Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter

Xavier carries Cathleen in a bridal style as he strides into one of his luxurious properties in Miami. His footsteps echo through the grand hallways, each step triggering distant memories and feelings he had long buried. The house was always bustling with workers, but Xavier rarely visited, as the opulence and grandeur only served to remind him of the man he used to be. As they reach his bedroom, he pauses at another door, hidden within the lavish room. This door leads to what can only be described as a dungeon-a secret chamber dedicated to all things BDSM. The air is thick with a heady mix of leather and musk, hinting at the countless pleasures that await within its walls.

There were no windows in the room, only dark, black-painted walls. Cathleen knew Xavier was always wearing black, but she didn’t know he was this dark. The light in the room was dim, but it still allowed Cathleen to see enough inside. The room was too spacious to conceal anything. A huge bed with cuffs attached to the headboard and the foot of it, a bench with similar devices, and a couple of hooks hanging from the ceiling. On the wall were fixtures with a variety of devices attached to them: riding crops, paddles, clamps, and gags. It was a lot for Cathleen to take in at once. However, she needed him to ease the pain between her legs. Xavier closed the door, shutting out the outside world.

Cathleen walks to the wall and starts touching a paddle hanging from it. It was big, with raised letters over the surface that formed the word “slut.” Cathleen squirmed as Xavier stood behind her, his breath on her neck. “We can take it slow if it’s your first time being a sub.” Cathleen so daringly answered.

“I don’t want you to take it slow,” Cathleen said as she felt his hands around her waist, his chest pressed against her back. Xavier removed Cathleen’s dress, leaving her naked since she didn’t have any underwear on or a bra. He looked at her with fire in his eyes, making Cathleen feel sexy and desirable.

“You are fucking beautiful, Cathleen.” He growled, caressing her breast and making her moan. He pressed against her nipples.

“Give me a moment of truth, Xavier,” Cathleen spoke.

“Yeah.”

“Have you ever thought of me this way?” She inquired, and Xavier pressed hard on her nipples.

“Have you ever wondered why, from the first time I called you Cat?” Cathleen’s eyes widened. “Yeah, I know it’s wrong, but you liked tying your hair in high ponytails, and that drove me crazy, and your name is fucking so sinful, and every time I looked at you, I just wanted to bend you over and take you from the back.”

“What stopped you?” Cathleen asked.

“Your history with my family-I couldn’t imagine fucking a girl my nephew fucked, and you were teaching me self-control-one thing I never got to learn because I was always in control, but not after I met you. You are such a fucking daring Cat. So I decided to call you my Cat.” Cathleen didn’t know why the name she hated so much now made her spill juice between her legs. Xavier saw her juice, and his eyes were full of desire. He scooped her up as though she were nothing; her legs parted in between his arms, and then his tongue started to lick between her thighs, from where her juices stopped to her pussy, and Cathleen let out a scream as Xavier tongues trusted in her pussy. But he stopped before she could cum and put her down.

Cathleen was shaking uncomfortably; she wanted a release so bad. “You don’t get to have everything you want, Cat. You will only cum when I ask you to. If you can’t hold it, you beg, and I so much have mercy, I might let you cum, depending on my mood.” Xavier says, and Cathleen feels like finishing herself off. “Oh, and Cat, in this dungeon, you don’t touch yourself unless I tell you to.” Cathleen didn’t know what came over her, but she just answered.

“Yes, Daddy!” That word drove Xavier nuts, and he immediately shoved his two fingers inside her already parted legs. Cathleen let out another scream as she came. “If you fucking call me that again, I will reward you with more than a finger thrust.” He says this as he licks his two fingers, starting from the index finger to his middle finger. Cathleen nodded. “In this room, Cat, you don’t nod; you speak, yeah?”

“Yes, Daddy.” The word ‘Yes, Daddy’ went directly to his cock. He wanted her, but he wanted to do what she said she wanted before they flew down to Miami. “Daddy, can I tell you something?”

“Go on,” Xavier says as he plays with something that looks like a gag with a small tunnel or flashlight instead of a ball. Cathleen was still trying to understand what the thing he was holding was for, but before she could speak, Xavier beat her to it. “On your knees,” he says as he now takes off his clothes. “I don’t like repeating myself, Cat. Go on.”

“I never slept with Finn,” Cathleen said, and Xavier laughed.

“You think I’m stupid, Cathleen. I will fucking punish you right now for lying to me.” Xavier said he was mad now. He didn’t understand why she would bring out Finn’s name. He lost it; he scooped her up and threw the gag on the floor. “I will fuck you until you fucking tell me the truth,” he says as he throws Cathleen on the bed and cuffs her.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Xavier shoved his cock inside her, and Cathleen screamed. He didn’t stop or wait for her to adjust to his cock. His cock started moving against her pussy. Cathleen couldn’t do anything because she was cuffed. Xavier’s tip pushed more forcefully against Cathleen’s pussy. It was hard for Cathleen to take it all in. She bit her lips, not wanting to scream again. But it was hard when the man on top of her was mercilessly ravishing her. Xavier moved his hip, pushing further and further until Cathleen couldn’t. “Xavier, please uncuff me.” She begged because she thought it would be better if she were holding him closer. But Xavier continued to increase his pace.

“I told you, in this room, you don’t get to tell me what to do,” he says as he drives deep into her, and a single tear escapes Cathleen’s eyes. She wanted this, but now it was hard for her to take it. When Xavier looked up to her and saw a single tear, he started to be gentle. He uncuffed her, and Cathleen grabbed his shoulder, her finger digging into his flesh. She shut her eyes tightly and bit into her lips. When Xavier looked down on her, he started to move slowly, looking down at how her face changed with each thrust he made.

Cathleen started to like it. She wanted him fully in her virgin cunt. Xavier could feel she was now enjoying it because she started moaning, so he started to move inside her forcefully, with each thrust harder than the last. He started to give her his full length; his long strokes were fast. He then put a hand between their bodies, finding her clit, pressing it first while fucking her, making everything feel so intense. Then he started to rub on her clit driving Cathleen senseless. Cathleen moaned.

Cathleen was close, so she spread her legs wider. “Xavier.” She called, “Please.” The pain and discomfort were all gone, leaving Cathleen to bask in the euphoric feel of their intimacy.

The moment Xavier started to move faster and deeper into her, while kissing Cathleen deeply, kissing her lips, her neck, and nibbling at her neck, it became a whole different feeling. With Xavier against Cathleen, his ragged breath against her neck, and his cock buried deep inside her, Cathleen felt like losing her mind. Her pussy started squeezing around his cock. She felt him fully. She gasped and moaned. Her legs now moved on their own, encircling his hips, while she grabbed him hard. She was getting every inch of him now. His lips trailing from her neck to her breast, his hand on her clit, his cock inside her. Cathleen screamed, feeling herself fall apart while Xavier kept fucking her, leaving her a complete mess on the bed. Her pussy was pulsing around him, almost as if it were begging for cum to get inside her; his hot cum shot inside her, and Cathleen smiled, his hot cum now inside her. Xavier pulled out and disappeared into the restroom.