Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alice’s P. O. V.

I come to my quarter with a smile on my face because Edward Sir forgave me and didn’t punish me. I thought wrong about him. He is not a monster.

However, my smile disappears as I recall Alexander Sir has made me his submissive. Although I like what he did to me, I am experiencing anxiety because all this is new to me. No man ever touched my body like him before.

It’s pointless to ponder about it because I can’t get away from it. I just hope Aunt Rosy never gets to know about this.

Mia enters the room, perplexed. Did Edward punish her?

“Are you fine, Mia?” I approach her and enquire, holding her shoulders.

She looks at me and answers, “He punishes me, and I like it.”

“What did he do?” I arch my brows at her.

“He spanked me, and I became so wet.” Her eyelashes move down in shyness.

Alexander Sir only gave me one swat today, but it was enough to ignite my body with a fire of carnal urges, proving that spanking is a turn-on.

“Did he punish you?” As she enquires, I shake my head, smiling.

“I apologised to him, and he forgave me.” As I tell her, her eyes widen in shock.

“I’m amazed; I never thought he would forgive you.” Her voice is full of disbelief as she speaks.

“Even I’m shocked, but I’m happy.” I grin at her with glee.

“I hope he makes me his submissive someday because I like what he did to me today.” She expresses her thoughts.

I silently stare at her, my stomach churning to tell her that Alexander Sir has made me his submissive. However, I can’t tell her because I want to keep it a secret, so Aunt Rosy doesn’t find out. She will certainly kill me or him if she finds out.

Edward’s P. O. V.

I’m in the playroom with my submissive.

Alexander and I have our separate spacious playroom with all the equipment and furniture to both pleasure and punish our slaves.

I bind my slave to the four-poster bed. Her butts are on the bed’s edges as she is laying on her back on the mattress. I bound her wrists over her head and splay her legs in the air while binding her ankles to the front bed posts. I love to bind my submissive to uncomfortable positions. This arouses my carnal needs differently.

She moans as I attach a pair of nipple clamps to her nipples. I’m just being extra soft with her.

A devilish smirk appears on my face.

I pull down my pants and rub my shaft against her.

“Master, I’m sore.” She screams, clenching her hands.

“I don’t care. I just want to show you how soft I’m with my submissive.” My lips twist into a smirk and I jab into her, pulling the chain of clamps, stretching her nipples and causing her to scream in pleasure and pain.

After I’m done fucking the hell out of her for hours, I unbound her ankles and wrists.

“Wear your uniform, come to my room and clean it.” After ordering her, I walk towards the door to leave, but I turn around as I recall something.

“Don’t fucking try to remove the clamps.” As I instruct her, smirking, she stares at me, her mouth agape in shock.

“But, Master, how will I work-”

“I’m just being extra soft with you, my slave.” I leave the room, letting out an evil laugh.

It is so much fun to dominate women.

Alexander’s P. O. V.

I’m standing on the balcony, puffing on a cigarette and blowing out a cloud of smoke. I’m dressed in a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and a few top buttons undone.

It’s already a quarter past seven, but ‘Alice’, my new submissive, hasn’t arrived yet. She is already fifteen minutes late, not bad. I’m quite desperate to meet her and punish her for being late.

I understand she is new to this, which is why she is late, but I’ll make sure she is never late again.

After throwing my head back, I blow out the smoke in the air and my lips curve up into a smirk.

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I’m painting, standing in front of the canvas, donning headphones and singing the song. When I do this, I always lose track of time.

“Alice, don’t you have to make dinner tonight? It’s quarter past seven.” Aunt Rosy shouts, pulling off my headphones.

“Just chill-” I halt when I recall Alexander Sir instructed me to see him at seven, and I’m already late.

Fuck! I’m in deep trouble again. I have to run.

“Thank you, Aunt. You’re my saviour.” I take off my coat and slip into my black heels.

“Alice, what’s the rush?”

How do I tell her that Alexander Sir won’t leave me because I’m already twenty minutes late?

I ignore her question and rush out of the room. I run in the corridors, praying to God to save me from the monster.

And I bump into a strong muscular man.

Fuck! One more problem.

I slowly raise my gaze to the face of the man. It’s Edward Sir!

Why do I keep bumping into him?

His intense gaze locks onto mine and I find myself lost in the depths of his dark brown eyes.

I have to go because I’m already late.

“Please pardon me, sir. I’m in a hurry.” After bowing in front of him, I hurry to Alexander Sir’s room before he can say anything.

I knock on the door, panting, and my feet hurt because of running in high heels. Fuck, why do girls have to wear heels?

“Come in.” I hear his deep voice from inside the room, and it’s enough to drive me insane.

I sigh and push the door open before going inside.

My heartbeat increases with each step I take towards him.

I have an intuition that this evening will bring a significant transformation into my life.

It’s certain that my life will change, because how can it stay the same after becoming Alexander Wilson’s submissive?

Is he something I can handle?

I’m sure he’ll punish me as I’m late.

Oh God, I’m so stressed.

However, deep down, I don’t want to be spared from him; in fact, I’m quite excited to experience this with him because what I felt with him in the morning was something I can’t put into words.