Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alice’s P. O. V.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I stumble into my room, clutching my heels in my hands, and let them fall to the floor before collapsing onto my bed.

My legs are still trembling from the intense orgasm I just experienced, and that monster shamelessly threw me out of his room.

But despite everything, the orgasm was mind-blowing, and I can’t deny that I loved it.

Master’s behaviour is quite confusing. Sometimes he acts like a normal human being, and other times he becomes ruthless. Today he rendered me speechless with his advice on standing up for myself when someone mistreats me.

I felt relieved when he assured me that the office woman wasn’t his girlfriend. Thank God for that.

I don’t understand why, but I have this feeling that he tries to portray himself as a monster to the world while hiding his true identity behind the facade.

Lost in my thoughts, I eventually drift off to sleep.

***

Next morning,

I wake up, slowly opening my eyes and stretching my arms above my head. As I rub my eyes, a soft yawn escapes my lips. The morning light peeks through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room.

I feel a sense of happiness being Alexander’s submissive. It almost feels like a dream. Ever since becoming his submissive, I’ve discovered new things about myself. I enjoy being bound, controlled, and experiencing pleasure mixed with pain. It turns out I’m quite the horny girl. It’s unbelievable.

But it’s only the beginning, and I have no idea what lies ahead for me.

I grab my phone from the bedside table and jump out of bed when I see the time. It’s already seven o’clock, and I need to get ready and prepare breakfast by eight.

“Come on, Alice, hurry up.” I mutter to myself as I rush into the bathroom.

***

I hastily get dressed after taking a quick shower and make my way to the kitchen.

I prepare breakfast on time with the help of Mia. She arranges the breakfast on the table because it’s her duty to serve it, while I see her from the kitchen.

As my phone beep in my apron’s pocket, I take it out. I receive a text from my Master.

My Master: Today you don’t have to come to meet me in the morning.

Why? I want to meet him.

“Such a desperate submissive I am.” I giggle at my eagerness.

I suddenly freeze in shock as I catch sight of Edward Sir’s submissive crawling behind him like a pet. She’s wearing nothing but a black lingerie set, with something attached to her nipples and a chain hanging from her bra.

He sits down, and she kneels beside his chair, placing her hands on her thighs.

My Master joins them, and Mia serves them their breakfast.

“Greet your ex-Master, submissive.” Sir commands his submissive.

So she used to be my Master’s submissive.

“Hello, sir.” She politely greets my Master, keeping her gaze lowered to the floor. Mia stands quietly behind them after serving them breakfast.

“I hope your new Master is treating you well, Nancy.” My Master asks her with a mischievous tone while taking a bite of his sandwich.

“Yes, sir…” Mia and I exchange confused glances as Nancy responds with a nod and a sudden moan.

“Tell him what’s inside you right now.” Sir orders her, pressing a button on his phone.

Nancy moans even louder. “Yes, sir…”

“Go on then.” Sir smirks at her while Master continues eating his breakfast.

“I have three vibrating balls inside my pussy and a butt plug in my asshole.” She reveals, causing my breath to hitch. This is a lot to take in.

“Well done, Bro. You’re teaching her a great lesson.” Master praises him, patting his shoulder.

Nancy moans uncontrollably, struggling to stay on her knees as the vibrating balls work their magic inside her.

“Did you just cum?” Sir asks her, grabbing a handful of her hair and glaring at her.

“I’m so-” Sir cuts her off with a hard slap across her face, causing her to fall to the floor. His cruelty towards her sends a shiver down my spine.

Will they treat me like this? Will I endure the same cruelty and suffering as Nancy? As these thoughts linger in my mind, tears flow down my cheeks involuntarily. The fear grips me tightly, intensifying my anguish.

“You broke the rule. Now you’ll be punished.” He states, turning his gaze towards Master.

“Do you want to join me in punishing her, Alex?” He asks, but Master declines.

“No, you punish her. I have to go to the office.”

Master wipes his hands with a napkin before leaving the mansion. Sir stands up, taking charge of the situation.

“Get up and bend over the dining table now!” He commands Nancy in a loud voice, making me tremble in fear. She immediately complies, while he instructs Mia, “Bring me the wooden spoon from the bowl.”

Mia nods and hands him the wooden spoon, her eyes filled with unease.

“I’m going to give you a hundred spanks.” He announces, and my gasp escapes involuntarily. A hundred spanks? It’s hard to take them.

As he raises the spoon in the air and strikes her, I squeeze my eyes shut, unable to bear the sound of Nancy’s screams.

Overwhelmed with fear and sadness, I rush to my room, tears streaming down my cheeks. The echoes of her pain and suffering resonate within me, and I can’t help but feel terrified for my future.

The realization hits me hard: After Alexander is satisfied with me, he’ll hand me over to Edward, subjecting me to the same cruel treatment. Aunt Rose was right. They are both monsters, and I should have heeded her warning.

I collapse onto my bed with a heavy thud, burying my face in the pillow, my cries muffled. “Mom, I’m so scared. I need you, and I miss you so much. Please come back to me.”

***

Alexander’s P. O. V.

As I sit in my car, I call the CCTV operator and ask him to send me yesterday’s afternoon CCTV footage of outside my cabin.

I open the laptop and download the file from the email before playing the video.

I fast forward the video and begin playing it when Alice exits my cabin and bumps into Kelly.

My brows furrow in fury when I see how harshly the bitch Kelly yanks Alice’s hair and clenches her jaw. The pain etched on her face ignites a rage within me I can barely contain.

“How dare she hurt my kitten? I won’t let this go. She must pay for what she’s done.” I clench my teeth in fury and slam the laptop shut.

***

I storm into my office, my rage still consuming me, and grab Kelly by her hair, much harsher than she had done to Alice. The horrified stares of the office staff do not deter me.

I push her into the lift and press the button for the top floor. Clenching her jaw tightly, I dig my nails into her skin, wanting to inflict more pain on her than she caused my kitten. My anger blinds me as I’ve lost control upon witnessing the CCTV footage. Who the hell gave her the right to treat my submissive like that?

“You’re finished, Kelly.” I hiss, conveying my wrath through my gaze.

“Wha-what ha-happened to you, sir?” She asks in a stammering tone, staring at me like an afraid cat.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” I snap, releasing my grip on her face as the lift doors open.

“Follow me.” After ordering her in a stern tone, I go straight to my cabin.

My PA had already arranged punishment items on the table, just as I had instructed.

I pick up the scissors and turn towards Kelly, an evil smile playing on my lips.

“First, I’m going to punish you for your behaviour towards my submissive in my office, and then I’ll punish you for claiming that I’m yours.” I approach her, holding the scissors, and she stares at me in horror.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“You know very well, Kelly, I don’t forgive people so easily. I believe in teaching them a lesson.” I retort, starting to cut her hair in a fit of rage, recalling how she had pulled Alice’s hair.

“Please, sir, don’t do this. I’m sorry.” She pleads, tears streaming down her face, but her pleas fall on deaf ears. I continue cutting her hair, consumed by fury at the memory of Alice’s pain.

After I have finished cutting her hair short, I grasp her wrist and bring the scissors closer to her fingers.

“No, please.” She screams, trying to take her hand out of my firm grip.

The poor woman assumes that I’m going to cut off her fingers. Although I do want to hurt her badly for hurting Alice, I won’t do it because I’m not that cruel. I never inflict physical harm on others.

I trim the nails of her both hands because with her these nails she had given marks to Alice.

After that, I instruct her to bend over my table and give harsh spanks to her buttocks with a wooden ruler as punishment for claiming ownership over me.

“You’re fired, so get the fuck out of my office.” I thunder at her, dropping the ruler to the floor.

She stands up, staring at me with pleading eyes. “I’m so–”

“I told you to leave.” I yell as loudly as I can, causing her to vanish from my sight.

“Fuck! I’m still not satisfied. I fucking want to kill her for hurting Alice.” I growl, knocking things off the table onto the floor.

Then I try to engross myself in work, but nothing helps me out, so I call Alice to meet me.