What Katy Did With Her Billionaire Boss
Katy needs experience to help her get a job. When she gets the opportunity to work for Marcus Grant she takes the opportunity. But she soon realises Marcus is the man of her dreams, literally. She wants him to tie her up and dominate her. Will she be able to keep her feelings to herself? Or will Marcus fulfil her wildest fantasies? More
Katy needs experience to help her get a job. When she gets the opportunity to work for Marcus Grant she takes the opportunity. But she soon realises Marcus is the man of her dreams, literally. She wants him to tie her up and dominate her. Will she be able to keep her feelings to herself? Or will Marcus fulfil her wildest fantasies?
Warning: This 12,700 word story contains BDSM, spanking, oral sex and a hot, billionaire who always gets what he wants. Will Katy regret what she did with her billionaire boss?
Excerpt: She felt somehow ashamed that she had given herself to him so freely, she could not meet his eyes. He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.
“Are you sorry you came back?” he asked, watching her face as she struggled to find words that would explain her feelings.
“No. I’m just sorry about earlier, about making you angry.”
“Would it make it easier if I punished you?”
“Punished?” Katy remembered her dreams, the feel of her dream lover’s belt across her bare bottom. Is that what he meant, would she enjoy it as much in real life as she did in her fantasies, would she be brave enough to find out. “I’m not sure what you mean.”
He started to undo his belt buckle and unthread it, Katy swallowed, her mouth becoming very dry. “You can bend over my desk and I can punish you.” He bent and whispered in her ear, “Have you ever been spanked Miss Richards?”
“Do you want to find out if you like it?”
“Then bend over my desk, and we can begin. I think you will find it very exciting.” He stepped back, allowing her to slide to her feet. He watched her face, waiting as she decided whether she wanted to go along with this. He did not pressure her, the decision had to be hers.
Katy looked at Marcus, she trusted him, trusted him not to hurt her, so she turned and bent over his desk.
He lifted the skirt of her dress up, exposing her still naked bottom. “Brace yourself, Miss Richards.”
Her knees went weak as she gripped the edges of his desk. He looped his belt in half, holding an end in each hand, he pulled his hands sharply apart so that the sides of the belt snapped against each other, making her wince. She could hardly breathe while she anticipated the first strike of the belt.