Maid Service Box Set (BBW Billionaire BDSM) by Burning Lust

Author:Burning Lust [Lust, Burning]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Erotica, Bdsm, Interracial
Amazon: B00P2S5NMA
Publisher: Burning Lust
Published: 2014-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

Volume 3

She chewed her lip, tiptoeing to reach around Victor’s head as she attempted to dust the shelves in his office. … Of course he wouldn’t move. No. That’d make things too easy. He’d already been practically tormenting her by revoking her ‘permission’ to wear the blouse of her uniform – not that it provided much cover anyway since he always made sure she fell out of it before lunch – giving her taller heels, and renewing his order that her nipples had to remain hard all day.

She’d spent the better part of the morning with one hand on her breasts as she swept, mopped, and vacuumed the lower level of the house.

Her breasts hung in his face as she dusted above him. “Do you need something, Lucille?” he drawled, despite the tightening in his pants as he ogled her.

“No, Mr. Bennett,” she shook her head, continuing to work her breast as she leaned over him. “Just dusting, Mr. Bennett.”

“You’re distracting me from my work.” He stared at the hand massaging her plump breast.

“Sorry, Mr. Bennett,” she offered, switching breasts as she teetered dangerously on her heels as she stretched further.

He tried to focus on the file in his lap, unable to keep from stealing glances as she massaging her breasts. Unable to help himself, he reached out to the neglected breast, tweaking her nipple. “Need a hand?”

She shivered, nearly falling, before exhaling, “Thank you, Mr. Bennett.”

He scanned the file in front of him, marking sections with the pen in his right hand. “Don’t forget to keep working.”

“Yes, Mr. Bennett,” she agreed, swallowing in the back of her throat as she wobbled on her heels again.

Her breasts swung forward, nearly brushing against his face. “Or that I’m working,” he added, even as the bulge in his pants grew. It wouldn’t be much longer before he couldn’t keep ignoring her.

“Yes, Mr. Bennett,” she repeated, unsure of what he wanted her to do. If she stopped, he’d punish her. If she continued and was distracting, he’d punish her. She switched breasts again, tweaking her nipple before switching the duster to her other hand and groping her breast again.

He removed his hand from her breast, instead moving it to her bottom, running his hands along the welts. He swung his hand back, spanking her.

She whimpered, not expecting the strike, and fell into his lap. Inhaling through her nose, she pushed herself off him, standing beside him. “Sorry, Mr. Bennett.”

“Clearly you just won’t be ignored.” Leaving his papers on the desk, he stood up and started for his living room. “Come with me.”

She nodded, bringing the feather duster as she followed him, “Yes, Mr. Bennett.”

He led her over to the chains hanging from the ceiling that he’d had installed, instructing, “Arms up.”

“... Yes, Mr. Bennett,” she agreed, setting the feather duster down before obediently raising her arms above her head.

Taking her wrist, he shackled one before fastening the cuff around the other hand. He went to a drawer in his entertainment center, pulling out a bundle of wires, clamps, and a remote.

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