Taken: By Her Billionaire Benefactor (Billionaire Benefactor 3) by Rosie Pike
Book: Taken: By Her Billionaire Benefactor (Billionaire Benefactor 3) by Rosie Pike
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Authors: Rosie Pike
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Adult, BDSM, Short-Story, trilogy, Billionaire, Bachelor, Romantic Erotica, workplace, serial, BBW, librarian, changes, Mysterious, Forever Love, Single Woman, businessman, Conclusion, Benefactor, Graphic Scenes
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Chapter One
The riding crop came down on Anna's back hard, leaving a red welt on her perfect, pearlescent white skin. She hadn't expected it, certainly not that hard, and she strained against her restraints, wriggling as the pain seared through her body.
"Good girl, I want you to feel it", her master said softly. "You know I don't do it to hurt you, don't you, sweet Anna".
She knew.
She wasn't squirming in fear, she wasn't trying to get away. Far from it, the heat from the welt on her back wasn't the only heat coursing through her body, it wasn't even the hottest. That crown went to the fire burning between her legs, which right now was threatening to rip her apart.
No, right now she was wriggling in the desperate hope that she might be able to ride the pain into an orgasm. Every time the crop came down on her back, she knew that for just the briefest of seconds the waves of sheer pleasure crashed through her body, fizzling down from her nipples which rubbed against the coarse material of the hammock that was cradling her weight and settling between her legs.
Unfortunately, it was just that – for the briefest of seconds.
So for the past few seconds, every time the crop had landed on a new section of her flesh, she had been wriggling like mad, and at the same time squeezing her thighs together. She had realised a few minutes ago that the combination of the two actions had a rather pleasurable side effect for her – whether her master knew little not.
Crack.
Again, the crop came down, and this time was the hardest yet. Anna's entire body tensed, her muscles crying out in agony. But unlike the previous occasions, this time Anna felt a hand delve between her legs, coming her dripping wet folds.
She arched her back in ecstasy, as her master's other hand gently stroked the receding red welts that crisscrossed her back. She thrust her crotch into his hand, desperately desiring him to do more than stroke her clit, to enter her with his full, massive girth.
Crack, crack.
What the hell?
Something wasn’t quite right here, Anna could feel that much. She was horny as hell, that was still definitely the case but all of a sudden the hammock fell away from under her and she could move her arms.
Knock knock knock, the raps came hammering down on the door now, startling Anna from her slumber.
The hammock beneath her had been replaced by her bed sheets, although not everything was different – the cloth underneath the slit between her legs was soaked wet with her juices, and one of her hands was stuck fast under a pile of decorative pillows.
Shit, Anna swore mentally, she had been enjoying that more than she care to admit.
Who the hell was at the door at this time?
Chapter Two
The limousine arrived at seven that morning, and truth be told it had completely flustered Anna, who had been rudely awakened by the driver knocking on her door.
She had however been somewhat mollified when the man, who Anna couldn't help but notice was extremely handsome, with short cropped hair and shoulders that were far too pulled to be hidden by his neatly tailored suit.
"Your Master sends his regards", the man said smoothly as Anna stood there in her dressing gown, still sleepy eyed and half awake.
"Oh…"
It wasn't exactly the most composed of replies but never mind, at least he was only the driver. She would have hated for her Master to have seen her like this.
"He has made arrangements for the pair of you to take a little trip, and requests the pleasure of your company for a week or so. You don't need to worry about work, he's made a quite sizeable donation to the trust that runs the library and – well, let's just say that there are more than happy for you to take as much time off as you need".
Again, all that Anna could muster was a startled "oh!"
Startled as she most certainly was, and realised that she should probably throw on
The riding crop came down on Anna's back hard, leaving a red welt on her perfect, pearlescent white skin. She hadn't expected it, certainly not that hard, and she strained against her restraints, wriggling as the pain seared through her body.
"Good girl, I want you to feel it", her master said softly. "You know I don't do it to hurt you, don't you, sweet Anna".
She knew.
She wasn't squirming in fear, she wasn't trying to get away. Far from it, the heat from the welt on her back wasn't the only heat coursing through her body, it wasn't even the hottest. That crown went to the fire burning between her legs, which right now was threatening to rip her apart.
No, right now she was wriggling in the desperate hope that she might be able to ride the pain into an orgasm. Every time the crop came down on her back, she knew that for just the briefest of seconds the waves of sheer pleasure crashed through her body, fizzling down from her nipples which rubbed against the coarse material of the hammock that was cradling her weight and settling between her legs.
Unfortunately, it was just that – for the briefest of seconds.
So for the past few seconds, every time the crop had landed on a new section of her flesh, she had been wriggling like mad, and at the same time squeezing her thighs together. She had realised a few minutes ago that the combination of the two actions had a rather pleasurable side effect for her – whether her master knew little not.
Crack.
Again, the crop came down, and this time was the hardest yet. Anna's entire body tensed, her muscles crying out in agony. But unlike the previous occasions, this time Anna felt a hand delve between her legs, coming her dripping wet folds.
She arched her back in ecstasy, as her master's other hand gently stroked the receding red welts that crisscrossed her back. She thrust her crotch into his hand, desperately desiring him to do more than stroke her clit, to enter her with his full, massive girth.
Crack, crack.
What the hell?
Something wasn’t quite right here, Anna could feel that much. She was horny as hell, that was still definitely the case but all of a sudden the hammock fell away from under her and she could move her arms.
Knock knock knock, the raps came hammering down on the door now, startling Anna from her slumber.
The hammock beneath her had been replaced by her bed sheets, although not everything was different – the cloth underneath the slit between her legs was soaked wet with her juices, and one of her hands was stuck fast under a pile of decorative pillows.
Shit, Anna swore mentally, she had been enjoying that more than she care to admit.
Who the hell was at the door at this time?
Chapter Two
The limousine arrived at seven that morning, and truth be told it had completely flustered Anna, who had been rudely awakened by the driver knocking on her door.
She had however been somewhat mollified when the man, who Anna couldn't help but notice was extremely handsome, with short cropped hair and shoulders that were far too pulled to be hidden by his neatly tailored suit.
"Your Master sends his regards", the man said smoothly as Anna stood there in her dressing gown, still sleepy eyed and half awake.
"Oh…"
It wasn't exactly the most composed of replies but never mind, at least he was only the driver. She would have hated for her Master to have seen her like this.
"He has made arrangements for the pair of you to take a little trip, and requests the pleasure of your company for a week or so. You don't need to worry about work, he's made a quite sizeable donation to the trust that runs the library and – well, let's just say that there are more than happy for you to take as much time off as you need".
Again, all that Anna could muster was a startled "oh!"
Startled as she most certainly was, and realised that she should probably throw on
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