Business Acquisition, or BDSM Takeover? #BDSM #EroticRomance #BillionaireDom @SaraRStewart1

Blurb

Business acquisition or BDSM takeover? Working in a male-dominated industry, Delia knows three things; she can sell anything, the only person she can count on is herself, and men are not to be trusted.

John sees, acquires, and transforms companies. His legendary focus and control have made him rich while his ability to recognize and nurture talent routinely guarantees success. Promoting Delia based on merit is the right thing to do, even if he’d prefer her bound and kneeling at his feet.

After finally being recognized for her hard work and effort, Delia wonders if this new boss is different from the men she’s known. Will these two end up in a mutually beneficial merger, or are they looking at a hostile takeover?

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Excerpt

As I lead her to the back hall where the private rooms are, I come across Delia, presumably coming back from the restroom. She has on a white club collar indicating she is a newbie and hands-off.

“Oh, hi,” she says. So here she is with those incredibly big and beautiful brown eyes again. God, she is lovely.

“Hi Delia, having fun?” She smiles and looks at the girl’s hand linked in mine.

“Yes, but maybe not as much as you’re about to have.” The thing about Delia that gets me is that, even though she is uncomfortable and has a bright pink blush on her cheeks, she doesn’t avert her eyes or look down in any way. She’s a challenge that I’m not going to take, even though she keeps eye contact, indicating her curiosity. But maybe,…

I look down at the little sub and ask, “How do you feel about an audience, lovely?”

The girl, whose name I don’t know, looks at Delia and then me and smiles. “Sounds fun to me.”

“What do you say? Want to see what all the cool kids are doing?” I ask with a wink and a smirk. I can tell she is thinking about it. I have no idea what she will decide, but my interest in this scene just jumped off the charts thinking about Delia watching.

“Just watch. I can leave at any time?” Delia asks.

“That’s right,” I say, assuring her I have no other plans.

“Okay,” she says, surprising me. “What room are you going into? I need to let Lilly know, so she doesn’t freak out and come looking for me.” I indicate to the room to our right, and she nods and walks off.

I know I’ve made a stupid decision. This is certainly going to complicate things at work and probably amp up my attraction to Delia even more. Still, I can’t seem to care enough to change my mind.

Opening the door, I gesture for the sub to walk through. I like that I don’t know her name, but there are some things I do need to know, and I take the minutes Delia is gone to cover limits and safewords with the little blonde before we get started.

Staging the room the way I want it, I’ve instructed my playmate to remove her clothes and assume the Sub position, naked and kneeling waiting for my direction. I take off my shirt, shoes, and socks but leave my pants on for now. Plugging my phone into the speaker system, I bring up a playlist of deep house mixes with no words and a perpetual pulse that amps up as it progresses, perfect for what I have planned and it doesn’t conflict with the base coming from the house speakers.

I notice Delia come in. She assesses the room and sits where I placed a chair for her. I’m ready and see Delia looking around at everything with interest but being very quiet. This has got to be the best-case scenario; I can look, and get my rocks off with a view of the person I’ve wanted all week. I can admit I am highly attracted to Delia, but this is as close to fucking we can get. My playmate even looks a bit like Delia, helping me to imagine it is her I’m playing with.

Striding to where the sub is kneeling, I walk around her with my eyes on her body. She has a tiny waist, perfectly round and luscious tits, and the cutest little heart-shaped ass, almost a miniature of Delia. The latter is much closer to my height.

“Walk to the cross and stand facing it,” I instruct.

The girl rises and walks to the cross, stopping just before it as instructed. I take her wrists, binding them to the cross on either side and repeat the action for her ankles.

“Very nice. Do you want to be punished or teased, little sub? You may answer.”

“Punished, sir,” she says.

“Very good, you must have been naughty this week,” I say. The music makes the room pulse with intensity, but it isn’t overpowering. I can still hear my little sub, and I’m sure Delia can hear us both. My body already starting to get hard from Delia’s gaze on me. I walk to the table and open my bag of tricks.

Taking out a paddle, a crop, nipple clamps, and oil, I cross to the small table to the right of the cross and put it all down. Then, picking up the nipple clamps, I attach them to the sub’s nipples and attach the chains to her wrist cuffs. This will be her for her pleasure as she pulls on her restraints; She’ll feel every move she makes centered on her nipples.

I look at Delia sitting in her chair. She is flushed, and her thighs are pressed together. Her eyes meet mine, and she just looks. No smiles or smirks, no uncomfortable looks away; not this girl she just watches with interest. I like it. I take my hand, rub it down my little sub's back to her ass, squeeze, and smack her ass hard.

The little sub squirms and moans. She is ready, and I repeat the action on her other cheek. Picking up the crop, I pepper her ass until it is bright pink and she is panting. I lean down and bite her neck, first on one side and then the other and then ask if she has learned her lesson yet or does she need more?

“More, please. Harder,” she begs.

Putting down the crop, I pick up the paddle and strike with short, sharp hits while she moans and cries out but doesn’t safeword. Her ass has to be stinging now as it is beet red. I lean into her and grab her hip with one hand while I run my hand down her stomach to caress her clit and feel how wet she is. She is dripping, and I can see she is zoned out. I turn my head to observe Delia.

Delia’s attention is rapt from where I placed her to the side, thighs pressed firmly together and her nipples tight balls of need straining for me to touch. Her sitting where I placed her an act of submission that has me pulsating. From her perspective, she can see both of us from the side. I cross the room and strip off my pants and boxers and put them on the bench, and walk back to my little sub with a condom in hand.

Delia observes my every step, and when her eyes finally land on my hard as fuck cock it twitches for her. I’m so aroused by her eyes on me. When her eyes come back to mine, I wink and then approach my lovely little sub. I put the condom on and release the nipple clamps from her restraints to hold the ends in my hand still connected to her nipples.

Lining myself up to her opening from behind, I impale the little sub with my pulsing cock. Pulling off the nipple clamps simultaneously, she screams out, ‘yes.’ She then moans as I continue to work her from behind slowly. Her pussy is vice clamping down around me from the shock of the clamps and it feels incredible. I imagine she is Delia and I’m fucking her senseless.

Speeding up, with both my hands on her hips now, I build a rhythm and pull her back each time I push in so we slam together, and my balls slap her clit.

“Oh, oh…please!” the little sub calls out. I look over at Delia. She is watching us and I keep my eyes locked on her as I pound harder and harder into the little sub until my playmate cries out with her pleasure and her pussy clamps around my cock. It gives me just the right amount of extra stimulus, and I pound out my pleasure with Delia’s eyes locked on mine. Connected to her as much as I can be, I spurt out my release into the condom, and it is the most illicit feeling.

I pull out and take care to release my sub from her restraints and then pick her up and carry her over to the recovery bed. I make sure she is okay, kissing her long and deep while thinking of coming with Delia’s eyes on me. I can feel myself getting hard again. When I turn around to put my clothes on, I notice Delia has quietly let herself out of the room.

About the Author

Sara R Stewart grew up on a houseboat in Sausalito, CA as an anchor out. She went on to graduate from Mills College and then had a twenty-one-year career in the Business Travel Industry.

Sara’s greatest passion has always been books. An avid reader, she loves how the romance genre can inspire emotions and dreams in even the most jaded of hearts.

Sara lives in East Berkshire, Vermont with her partner and two daughters. She spends her days working in the Travel Industry and her nights writing adventuristic love stories with an erotic twist. If she ever had free time, she would spend it reading, dancing, traveling, rock climbing and day dreaming.

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