All Chapters of Bought By The Billionaire: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50
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Chapter 41
I am tired of studying. Although I have exams next week and need to revise, my brain and eyes are tired. I can feel myself growing stale almost by the minute.My Master is sitting opposite me, working, legs crossed at the ankle, examining papers and accounts, making occasional notes in the margin. Bored with reading about economics, budgets, surplus and deficits, financial accounting versus cost accounting, and..... I decide it is time for a change of tone. Plucking a grape from the bunch on the table next to me, I toss it at my Master. It bounces off his file, and down onto the settee beside him. Over his glasses, he gazes expressionlessly at me for a moment, picks up the grape, pops it in his mouth, and returns to his note-making. Piqued at such a non-response, I pluck and toss another grape. This time it lands on his lap. Once again, he levels a look at me and pops it in his mouth. "I thought you were supposed to be working?" he says. "Studying hard for your exams?""Wel
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Chapter 42
Startled and abashed, I want to look anywhere but into his face. "Do you realise Elizabeth," he continues, "that this is where we first met? Time for a replay of those events I think."A cuff snaps around my wrist, and my arm is pulled upwards to the shower head, then locked into place.My other arm follows, and I am bound naked to the showerhead, water still playing over my hair and face, breasts and stomach.As I finally look at him, my Master is stripped down to his jeans, bare-chested and barefooted. "Francis left five minutes ago. You know, I was watching your performance there, for some while Elizabeth, and you didn't even notice me. I must have been remiss in my attentions to you."He shrugs off the jeans. "I could fuck you brainless right where you are, but I think we can take a little longer over it. Do you like the cuffs? They're new. I bought them as a present for you."The cuffs are bright, shiny and very secure. I could not now release my hands, firmly affixed
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Chapter 43
Later:"Can I ask you, something Master? Richard?"He looks at me. I only ever call him 'Richard' when we are in company. In private, between us, he is always 'Master'."One of those questions, eh?" he says. "Go on then. But I'm not promising an answer.""Why didn't you marry Adele? She's so beautiful, and obviously more experienced with life. Why did you ask me and not her?"He looks away, clearly taking the time to choose his words. "She is beautiful, yes, and you're right. In some ways, she is more obviously 'wifely' material for me, but there was something about her that, as I came to know her well, it.... well, it repelled me. There is a coldness about her. Beautiful; yes, she is, but beautiful like a statue. You are so much more alive than she. There were other things too."Such as?""Well, for a start, she was too obviously after the money.""What makes you think I'm not interested in the money?"He laughs. "You'd be foolish to not be at least a bit interested
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Chapter 44
Adele stares at the ring for a moment, unblinking, before fury washes over her features. Her expression changes completely, her perfect features made ugly by rage. As she flushes red, then white, her complexion turns that odd shade of a woman wearing make-up the wrong shade for her skin colour."Is that from him?" she hisses. "Did he give you that?"Nervous now at this further abrupt switch of tone, I babble a little. "Well, yes. We're engaged. It's not been made public yet. In fact, we were going to announce it tonight." Beginning to feel afraid, I want to go. Standing, I say "It's been nice to meet you, Adele, to finally have a chat. But I need to be going. I've got things to do."Quickly I stand to leave, then become aware that Adele is looking at someone over my shoulder. Turning, I find a man, no, two men, standing close to me. Too close.One has something in a pocket, pointing at me. A knife? A gun?"Don't argue Elizabeth," says Adele sweetly. "Just go with these gentle
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Chapter 45
Chilled by the implicit threat in my captor's words, nonetheless, I keep talking. "What are you going to do with me? Ransom me? Is that it? You want back the money you stole in the first place?"Mack swings around again to look at me. This time the car almost comes off the road. "I told you. Shut it."He drives to a less appealing part of town; old abandoned warehousing and industrial units. The area is depressing, with very few people apart from a couple of what look like homeless types, curled up in sleeping bags atop, or under, old cardboard boxes. Broken bottles and hypodermic needles are scattered over the ground. No reputable person is going to wander here accidentally. Do they intend to hold me prisoner here? In this awful place?Mack pulls up at the back of an old warehouse, brick-built, run down and empty, several stories tall, but long unused and falling into disrepair. Broken windows access black spaces and pigeon nests. The remains of an old hoist and winch groans in
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Chapter 46
... he reaches, grasps the top of my panties and is about to pull when...There is a wailing noise, eerie and strange as it echoes around the room, but to me as welcome as sunshine after rain. The cavalry has arrived...... at last.The sound of police sirens reverberates around us.Konner dashes to the window, peering down through clouded glass and cobwebs, then says. "There's police cars out there. Lots of them. The building's surrounded."Fury washes across Mack's face, followed by confusion. Adele's expression is apoplectic."How?" she demands. "How did they find us?"They both look at me. Relief washing over me, still sick to my stomach but nonetheless relieved, I say "You figure it out. You're neither of you all that bright, are you?"Bafflement on both features. "Did it occur to you that mobile phones these days do a lot more than make phone calls? Of course, my friends know where I am. They only had to trace my phone signal."They still both look blank. "It's
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Chapter 47
My Master steps over the threshold, carrying me in his arms. My huge white meringue of a dress catches on the handle, and he struggles through the door with me and it together. I giggle, as he makes complex manoeuvres trying to get himself, me and the dress all through the door together."Welcome home, Mrs Haswell," he says. Smiling, running his hand over the bodice of my wedding gown, his deep blue eyes are almost glowing. "You look beautiful in this dress, Elizabeth. But on the whole, I think I want to get you out of it."Sucking my lips in anticipation, "Yes, um, I think you're going to have to help me." The dress is boned, buttoned, laced and cinched in tight.He looks the dress over from all sides. "Er, yes, I see what you mean. Not so much a dress as a construction. How did you get into it?""Francis helped. She did up all the buttons at the back. And the laces."He starts at the back, pulling at laces, trying to loosen the bodice. After several unsuccessful minutes,
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Chapter 48
After long moments, the layers of silk, gauze and lace encasing me are pulled back and I emerge from my dim white tent, blinking a little in the sudden explosion of light. My Master eases me upright, turns me to face him, lifts me and carries me through to the bedroom, where he deposits me gently on the bed.As he unknots his tie, stripping off his shirt, he smiles down at me. "Don't worry. I wasn't about to ravish you again just yet.""Of course not, Master. We'll give it five minutes or so shall we?"He chuckles as he lies down next to me, his head cradled in the crook of my neck. "Of course, yes. Foolish of me. Five minutes."His arms lock loosely around me. "I Love You, Elizabeth Haswell.""And I Love You too, Master."*****"So where are we going?" I am excited. My Master, my new husband, has kept me in the dark as to where we will spend our honeymoon."You'll see." He sounds, and looks, smug, refusing to say another word on the subject. But, besides smug, he looks
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Chapter 49
... I pour icy champagne down the length of my Master's back. He yelps, standing suddenly, bolt upright. I collapse into a fit of giggles, making no resistance as my Master grabs me and spins me, bending me over the back of a chair, pulling my ass up and out. Looking backwards through the waterfall of my long red hair, I catch a glimpse of his expression; laughing/stern. He tries to maintain his poise and authority, but is having difficulty.His hand sweeps down on my derriere, slapping hard against one cheek, making me gasp and jump. But my pussy flutters a welcome."That, Elizabeth," he says "Was very naughty. I am going to have to change my plans on what I had in mind for you today.""I'm sorry Master." I splutter to stop myself from laughing. "It seemed like a good idea at the time."Slap! The hand comes down on the other cheek, stinging. "I'm not going to stop this now," he continues, "Until your rear end matches your hair."Since my hair is brilliantly red, my butt is i
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Chapter 50
My Master leads me through the long hallway, to the back of the house, past the kitchens, and to the rear staircase.Once of a day, this staircase would have been for the use of servants only, so that their lords and masters did not have to pass them on the main, and much more glamorous, front staircase. Dark and dingy, it leads up to storerooms, utility areas and the rear servants' access to the upper hallway. Also, I now realise, it must lead down too.An oak door blocks the way, the timber ancient, and looking capable of holding off the Hordes of Genghis Khan.My Master winks at me with an air of mystery then produces a large skeleton key. "This is our private area." The lock sticks and then grinds open. "I must get some oil on this," he mutters.The door swings back, and cool damp air wafts out. Cellars?Of course, cellars. A house like this would have had butteries, cold storage rooms, the butler's pantry, laundry areas. And they would all be in the basement areas, where
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