The Billionairess

Chapter 9

Rose tossed me into the room, then shut the door and locked it behind her.

"What about the party?" I asked.

"None of your concern now" she said. She walked up to me, then eyed me up and down expectantly. "What are you waiting for? Take off your clothes."

I gulped, my face blushing and my hands getting sweaty.

"Yes, mistress" I said.

I removed the tailcoat from my shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. I then moved on to my waistcoat.

"Where shall I put them, mistress?" I asked, slipping it off my shoulders.

"Leave them on the floor. You can pick them up when we're done."

With a deep breath, I began unbuttoning my shirt. A cool breeze chilled the sweat on my bare skin. I let the shirt fall, then I began unbuckling my pants, and let those fall too. I stepped out of my shoes and socks. Soon I was in just my boxers and nothing else.

"All of it" she commanded.

I swallowed. I hesitantly hooked my thumbs into my boxers then slid them down, dropping them in a wrinkled clump on the floor.

With my entire body completely bare, I could feel my face heat up. I looked down at myself. Skinny. Pale. Not even a little chest hair. Pathetic compared to some of the Calvin Klein models she'd probably slept with in the past. I moved my arms to cover myself, but then she grabbed my wrists. Her teeth nibbled at my neck, and I let out a groan. Her breasts against my chest made my blood surge.

"Perfect" she mumbled.

She pushed me back onto the mattress, then crawled on top of me. She stared down at me like a vulture to her prey.

This is it. I thought to myself. This is actually happening.

She reached to the zipper at the back of her dress, then slowly brought it down. I watched her, my mouth salivating like a dog while she slipped out of her dress. Her underwear was dark red, lacy, and my fingers itched to feel it.

"Mistress" I uttered.

She smirked down at me. "Yes?"

"May I..." my fingers twitched.

She clasped a hand on the back of my neck and lifted me up so I sat up with her in my lap. She took my hands in both of hers then moved them to the back of her bra. Her lips plunged into mine, our tongues moving together in an erotic waltz. I tried not to get distracted as I pathetically fumbled to unhook her bra.

It slipped easily off her shoulders. She took it between her fingers and tossed it onto the floor. I stared in awe at her perfect breasts, round and pale like marble sculptures of Roman goddesses. My c**k was burning, begging and reaching for her.

She leaned forward so her breasts were in my face. I heard the end table drawer open, and she sat back up with a condom in her hand. She ripped it open with her teeth, then slowly slid it over me. Her slender fingers teased at my c**k as she slid it on.

"Enough foreplay" she said as she slipped off her panties. "You're clearly ready."

She lifted herself up, her entrance just above my c**k. She leaned her face down to mine.

"Do me one favor, Mr. Luxembourg" she whispered into my lips. "Try not to scream too loudly."

She lowered herself on top of me, and I let out aloud gasp. She felt so perfect. Tight, wet, and hot as an oven.

"Mmmm, right there" she said. "Now moan for me"

Her hips began to swerve over mine, moving in perfect rhythm. The mattress squeaked and the headboard bucked against the wall.

Pleasure radiated through me. I threw my head back, fully surrendering to her power like I had been wanting to this whole time. Her juices drenched my tip, flowing over me as she devoured my virginity.

"Yes, mistress" I said between ragged breaths. "Please, mistress. Faster, faster, FASTER!"

She pushed herself down on me, and my moans turned into cries. She threw her head back with her lips parted, her hair falling down her back like melted gold. She let out a few deep moans that grew louder with each thrust.

She began moving faster, and I could hear in her moans that she was already cumming, I bucked my hips to move deeper in her. Her nails dug deep into my skin, and the searing pain was as heavenly as the pleasure between my legs. I could feel myself being drenched, drowning inside of her warm juices.

"f**k me" I moaned. "f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k me mistress, f**k me, oh god, HARDER!"

Then I finally felt it. A glorious rising swelled inside, spreading through me like a forest fire until I was screaming. I gave myself to her. I was hers. My virginity was hers to dispose of, and I was enslaved to her.

"Have mercy, mistress" I croaked. My climax rose higher, and higher, and higher, until nothing else in the universe existed but her p***y riding my c**k.

"Good boy" she purred, rubbing her hands up to my collarbones. "c*m for momma."

I did. Oh, I did. I erupted into heat and sweat and insatiable need. My body contorted on the pounding mattress, until I burst inside her.

My vision was hazy, my head was dizzy. Everything around me seemed to melt like hot candlewax. I felt Rose lift off of me, leaving my c**k feeling cold and empty.

My vision faded into darkness.

I surrendered myself to the abyss.