All Chapters of Bought By The Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30
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Chapter 21
In my dingy apartment, my good mood evaporates into a feeling of let-down. Why? I've had a wonderful evening, have been wined and dined, had sex that left me wanting to scrape the top of my head off the ceiling. Why do I suddenly feel blue? The food, so delicious, sits heavily inside me.In my bed, I admit to myself that I'm lonely for him. I would like to be curled up in his bed with his arms around me as I drift off to sleep.But that is not the deal we have. This is not a relationship. I am not his girlfriend or even a fuck buddy. I am an employee, simply one with some very good terms written into the agreement we made. I will have all the good things in life, including the training and education I need, to one day be rich and independent in my own right. For that, I service my Master, billionaire Richard Haswell.I cannot complain. It is the chance of a lifetime. Nonetheless, I wish for more.I cannot sleep, finding myself thinking of my Master, of his face as he commands m
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Chapter 22
Grabbing the bottle, I slide it inside myself. My aching cunt welcomes it, taking it in as I first test for fit, and then plunge it deep inside, fucking myself hard, again and again. The bottle is slippery with oil and slick with my juices, but I ram it home, over and over. At some level, I am conscious that the headboard is clattering against the wall, but I don't care.Now my orgasm builds, the tension mounting, blood pounding in my ears, my body arched rigidly, my thighs shuddering and trembling in my search for climax.With an unquenchable heat, my orgasm takes me. My pussy sends pulsating spasms through my body. My thighs and stomach throb and clench in a rhythm that takes me completely, and I cry out, still working the bottle inside myself, making the ecstasy last as long as I can, drawing out the moment when my Master will leave me.Pumping away at myself, I hold onto the crescendo as long as I can, before it becomes unbearable, and with a gasp, I whip the bottle out of my
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Chapter 23
"Elizabeth, I'm sorry. This wasn't your fault. When you brought me that file of inconsistencies that you said you didn't understand, you were quite correct. Those inconsistencies were not your misunderstanding of the procurement system. As I read through, and then when I investigated more deeply, it was quickly clear that what appeared to you to be the case, in fact, was the case. Someone was, in effect, having the same goods and services charged for twice, and sometimes more than twice. It would have been discovered at some point with a physical inventory count, but that could have been months away, and in the meantime, you have saved the company a great deal of money."Francis comes in with the coffee, deposits the tray, and leaves again. Richard pours two coffees, and I sip at mine, a bit lost for words.He leans forward and takes my hand. "Elizabeth, I can't tell you how grateful I am for your quick wits and your eye for detail. A lot of people would have, if they had spotted t
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Chapter 24
"So, you missed me, and you fucked yourself instead?""Yes, I did.""Yes, what?" He presses my hand against his growing erection."Yes, Master. I fucked myself thinking about you.""And?""I wanted you there, inside me. But you weren't there, so instead, I lay naked on my bed and got myself off.""How? What did you do, Elizabeth? Tell me, in detail. I want to know."I am unused to this and am not quite sure what to say, so I hesitate. "Elizabeth, I have given you an instruction. I want you to tell me, detail by detail, how you fucked yourself.""I spread my legs and I played with my clit." As I say this, my Master's cock jumps under my hand. I feel it straining for escape. As well as I can through his clothes, I work him with my fingers. Ross's voice comes over the car intercom, "Sorry, Mr Haswell, we're stuck in a traffic jam. Might take a bit longer to get there."I see my Master take a breath for voice control. He succeeds, and sounding very casual, replies,
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Chapter 25
On the fourth floor, he unlocks the door and gestures me inside. As soon as the door is closed behind us, my Master grabs me by the arm and pushes me back against a wall. "Now, madam, you were explaining to me how you handle yourself alone." One hand grabs me by the wrists, gathering them and raising my arms above my head, pinning me to the wall. The other hand heads south, and not too gently, pulls up the edge of my skirt, questing up my thighs, past my panties, to between my legs. There is nothing restrained about his actions. My Master is ready now. His finger reaches in and up, straight inside me. I hear his grunt of satisfaction to find me already dripping for him.With his face close to mine, he says, "Now, if you please, continue with your tale.""I screwed myself with a bottle ... hard."His fingers plunge into me and I yelp. "Like this?""Yes, Oh God, yes." He stabs into me again, spreading his fingers as he goes, thumb outside, pressed on my clit, and I start to wh
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Chapter 26
Ross drops Richard back at the office, then helps me pack my small number of possessions into the car—a few clothes and personal items, my steam-driven laptop, and my books. None of the furniture is mine, and I wouldn't want it in my lovely new apartment anyway. When we return to the apartment block, with Ross staggering slightly under the weight of a cardboard box full of books, the concierge gives me a key. I notice that he is wearing a fresh shirt and is now sitting upright and alert at his desk."You've given me the wrong one," I say. "This is for 127A. Mine is 47A.""That's the one Mr Haswell said I was to give you.""Oh. Right." Puzzled, I take the lift to the twelfth floor, Ross following me.The twelfth-floor apartment is amazing. High above the city, the gorgeous park view is below, but now the view opens far over buildings old and new, across the river, and out to the hills beyond. There are three bedrooms, a huge lounge and dining area overlooking those stunning vist
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Chapter 27
I feel the rise of my orgasm within me, the tension building and my belly muscles clenching as it builds. Convulsing in a paroxysm of ecstatic joy, I try to lean up to embrace the sensation, but my Master's hand, flat between my breasts, pushes me down on my back again, holding me pinned as my climax overtakes me. I am unconscious of anything but the release, as my pulsating cunt sends violent waves of pleasure through my stomach and thighs. I do not know if I scream, gasp, or cry, only that I am lying helplessly writhing, speared by my Master as he gazes down on me, cumming at his command.Sated and exhausted, I lie there, my panting subsiding, as my Master locks eyes with me. "Don't move," he says. "You haven't finished."He draws level with my face, and once again, seizes hold of my hair, pulling up my face. "Open wide."I open my mouth and he pushes inside. "Finish me off," he commands. "I want to see you swallowing my cum.""May I use my hands as well?""Yes, you can
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Chapter 28
With my Master sucking and nibbling at my bottom lip, my heart begins to pound as I heat within, a familiar moistness between my legs. He trails kisses down my neck, and then struggling briefly with the buttons of my blouse, he unhooks my bra with one hand, cupping a breast with the other to suckle. As he sucks and nips at my puckering nipple, I am working at his shirt. I want his naked skin and the smell of his maleness all over me.Sitting up, he helps me with the shirt, simply pulling it up over his head before discarding it onto the floor, and then shucks off his trousers and shoes. His now naked body, bronzed, lean muscled, and lightly haired, smells deliciously musky. I have never been certain if this is his personal scent or some aftershave that he uses, but it is deliciously his scent, and right now, it feels like my personal property.He slides fingers behind my skirt to unzip it and slip it off me. Wearing nothing but white lacy panties, I lie back for him, arching my sto
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Chapter 29
... tonight will be the 'unwrapping' of my Master's birthday present.Because my hair is foxy, I do not care for wearing red as a colour. Perhaps it is the colour of love, but for me, it clashes. Instead, I have chosen green, a sumptuous deep shade in satin and lace, that sets off my Celtic pale skin, and complements my hair. So, I am wearing a moss green bodice, underwired to support my large, and otherwise slightly pendulous breasts, and to enhance my cleavage. It is made up at the front with 'untie me' laces. The matching panties are scanty, and also of the tie kind. Carefully I make up the panty side laces into a bow, of the sort that might easily be undone by, say, teeth. My stockings are the lacy-topped, hold-up variety, revealing the smooth curve of my thighs, inviting entry within.Over the whole, I am wearing a full-length sheer silk negligee, also green: almost, but not quite transparent, hinting at what lies beneath, without actually revealing it.My bedroom is care
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Chapter 30
My Master disappears from the room, to return a minute or so later with his briefcase and a bowl of ice cubes. Grinning wickedly, he opens the case, pointedly turning it with the lid facing back to me, so that I cannot see the contents. However, I recognise the spreader bar he produces.Quickly he shackles my ankles into the bar, spreading my legs apart so that I hover with difficulty between standing and supporting my weight on the cuffs. I am now stretched upwards, legs spread and my Master can circle me.He almost prowls around me. "Beautiful." Coming close, he circles my waist with one arm, kisses me again on the mouth then "Do you know what I find most appealing about you, Elizabeth?"Biting my lip with increasing arousal and anticipation, I shake my head. My Master slips his fingers between my legs, parts my lips with his fingers and tweaks my clit. As I yelp in response, he says, "You love to be fucked. You have no idea how much of a turn-on that is."And he plunges two
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