Submission at the Billionaire’s Feet

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As soon as she entered the grand foyer of the billionaire’s mansion, she felt her heart racing with excitement. She knew she was about to embark on an experience she had at all times dreamt of. She had met the young and handsome billionaire at an exclusive party a few weeks ago and ever since, she had been unable to get him out of her head. She had heard whispers around town that he was into a certain sort of ‘kink’ but she never wondered in a million years he would be interested in someone like her.

Dressed in a simple black dress, with her hair flowing over her shoulders, she made her way up the massive staircase to the second floor where she was met by a butler who led her to an ornate room. The room was decorated in shades of red and black, with a large four-poster bed taking centre stage. In the centre of the room, stood the billionaire, dressed in a silk robe. His eyes gleamed with pleasure on seeing her.

“I’m glad you could make it,” he said in a husky voice. “This is going to be an experience you won’t forget anytime soon.”

He walked over to her and took her hand, leading her to a large armchair in the middle of the room. He sat down and patted his lap. “Come here,” he commanded.

Without hesitation, she walked over to him and draped herself over his lap. She could feel the heat emanating from his body and the hardness between his legs. He ran his hand through her hair before raising her dress to reveal her white lace panties. Without warning, he ripped them aside, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable.

He traced the outline of her sex with his fingers, sending shivers up her spine. She had never felt so exposed and at the mercy of someone else before. He continued to tease her, until she was a quivering mess.

He then parted her thighs and used his fingers to explore her private folds. The sensation was so intense that she had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out. He then lifted her up and carried her to the foot of the bed before instructing her to kneel at his feet.

He revealed a pair of silk shoes with six-inch heels and instructed her to kiss them. She complied, and he let out a groan. “Good girl,” he murmured.

He then instructed her to stand up and remove her dress, leaving her naked except for her heels. He walked towards her and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. He then leaned in and whispered in her ear, “You are mine to do with as I please.”

The sensation of submission was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She felt exposed and at the mercy of his every whim. He then pushed her to the bed and climbed on top of her. He kissed her neck and breasts before trailing his fingers down to her sex. She gasped as he entered her, filling her completely.

He then commanded her to ride him. She did so willingly, her heels clacking against the bedding as she moved up and down on him. The pleasure was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and she begged him to let her come. He granted her permission and she gyrated on him, riding the waves of ecstasy until she collapsed on top of him.

The billionaire then pulled out and guided her to his feet once more. He looked down at her, and she knew she had pleased him. “You exceeded my expectations,” he said, handing her a card. “I will be in touch. Until then, you are my submissive.”

She knew that this was only the beginning of something deeper, and she was ready for it. She left the room, feeling invigorated and empowered than ever before. She was his submissive and would do anything to please him.
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