Alexander Deucalion sighed and sat back in his Bentley as the driver drove out of London down into the county of Surrey to his European Manager Ross Blackwood’s home where he always stayed when in the South of the UK. He had been doing that five times a year for three years. That’s when he had fallen in love with Scarlett Blackwood and dreamt about rescuing her from her cruel husband and abusive marriage.
As the car drove on he allowed his mind to slip back into the fantasy and daydream he allowed himself to indulge in every now and again.
“I know how you should discipline, your wife,” Alexander told Ross, afraid Ross was going to hit her for talking back to him.
Ross lowered his hand.
“Show me.”
Alexander caught hold of Scarlett’s wrist in a robust but careful manner and led her to the couch.
“It’s very simple,” he said and grinned at Ross. “Haven’t you ever spanked your wife?”
Scarlett’s pretty face stared at him in horror.
“Please. I don’t want to be spanked,” she pleaded.
“You should show more respect, if you do not wish to be disciplined,” Alexander winked at Ross and sat down on the couch swinging a naked Scarlett swiftly over his knee.
“I don’t want this,” she squealed.
Alexander placed one hand on her back to steady her and stroked his other palm lightly over one peaches and cream cheek to soothe her fear, before positioning her bare bottom more prominently over his knee. He loved the way her pussy rubbed against the trouser leg of his tuxedo and her body hung helpless over his legs.
“The idea is to spank her enough so it stings and burns when she sits down again. That way she will remember her error and not make the mistake of doing it again,” the billionaire instructed.
“In essence, treat her like a naughty little girl,” Ross commented with amusement.
“Yes,” Alexander agreed.
“I like it.
He could see Ross watching him caress his wife’s bottom with interest. Alexander deliberately cupped the seat of her rump in the middle and squeezed it hard.
“Stop struggling. It will do you no good,” he told her squaring his taut, lean, muscled body, widening his legs a little further. He raised his hand and brought it crashing down hard against Scarlett’s delicious pale plump flesh.
She cried out and panted when the second strike shook her opposite bare butt cheek. Ross chuckled and walked closer to better observe her punishment. Scarlett struggled like a wildcat but with one hand firmly pressed on her back, the American held her in place. He continued to whip his hand in quick succession back and forth across her bare bottom and the soft vulnerable backs of her thighs until tears erupted and she fell limp across his knees submitting to her discipline from the billionaire in front of her husband.
Alexander colored her butt a rosy pink. He was being lenient and had he wanted her to feel the sting more he would have been firmer with his strikes. Nevertheless, Ross was impressed. He bent over and caressed his wife’s sore hot bottom.
“Interesting,” he said. “I will have to try this more often.
Alexander was surprised and delighted to feel a little dampness coating the trouser leg of his tuxedo underneath her body.
Ross stood up and turned around. Alexander took the opportunity to quickly look between her thighs and slipped his fingers gently between her pussy lips to test how wet Scarlett had become. She gave a small moan when he stroked his middle finger the length of her vulva finding her soaking wet. He smiled with triumph and inserted his finger into his mouth to suck away the evidence, enjoying her sweet taste. The last thing he wanted Ross to know was that she was aroused by being dominated and disciplined. Instead of lovingly dispensing spanking punishments he would brutalize her with it.
“So, I take it you wish to fuck my wife?”
Alexander sensually stroked his fingers along Scarlett’s hip enjoying the way jealousy and anger fluttered in Ross’ eyes all of a sudden despite his resolve to secure their business relationship with the naked offering of his wife.
“Yes. Have her taken to my room and my aides will prepare her for me. Perhaps you would like to watch me mount your wife?” Alexander asked as though it were normal.
Ross appeared to hesitate and the billionaire heard him take an agitated breath before he responded.
“Yes. I would like that.”
Alexander was forced to end his caress of Scarlett’s body when her husband abruptly pulled her up to her feet and lifted her into his arms to carry her to the American’s bedroom.
A short while later, Alexander walked into the bedroom to find Ross had arranged his wife with the help of one of the billionaire’s aides to his precise instruction. Ross had left the room as ordered so Alexander could view his prize alone before the game commenced.
Ross’ wife was on her knees facing the headboard, her ankles shackled to the bed with gold chains attached to black leather cuffs and her legs opened wide. He could see the delicious fruit of her pussy hanging ripe and glistening with juice. She was forced to bend forward by the cuffs and chains around her wrists attached to the middle of the mahogany canopy. They pulled her arms out to the side and up, forcing her breasts to hang free and unencumbered from her chest. She was also gagged.
“Good girl,” he whispered stroking his hand along her side as though examining a thoroughbred. “I promise this will be very pleasurable. I won’t let him hurt you again,” he soothed placing his fingers inside her pussy to caress and stoke her fire just a touch more. To his delight she moaned around the gag and moved her hips backwards in a thrusting rhythm. He thought she was perfect for him.
Ross entered the room and Alexander asked him to sit in a chair by the side of the bed. Strong envy and temper swirled in his eyes but he made no protest and sat down watching Alexander continue his intimate caress.
“I have provided you with a woman who will see to your needs while you watch,” he told the man, moving to go and undress. When he confidently strode out of the bathroom, completely naked, his cock long, thick and erect on his perfectly toned athletic body and approached the bed, the young woman was already sucking steadily on Ross’ penis. He was clutching her hair trying to force her mouth to open wider and take more of him inside and only briefly glanced at the billionaire.
Alexander ignored him and mounted the bed behind Scarlett. He crawled towards her restrained body while adoring the view of her pussy and the small puckered hole marking her anal entrance both for him to take had he so wished. He swept his hands over her rosy hot bottom and squeezed each cheek before opening them wide. He studied the small hole closer before lowering himself to lie on the bed directly underneath her pussy. He stretched out his tongue and lapped the length of the petal lips tasting her essence.
Scarlett moaned loudly against her gag and pulled restlessly on her chains. He continued his pleasurable assault swirling his tongue over the tip of her clit before drawing the small bud into his mouth to suck and tease. When he believed she could barely take anymore he thrust his tongue up inside her entrance and licked at her internal wet velvet muscles.
She was close to an orgasm but there was no way he was going to allow her