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• Owned by the Billionaire   3

  Kate cried out as her knees grew weak."It's a good thing I turned on that music," he said, as she pulled herself upright again. " I don't want anyone outside hearing you scream like that. But it's nice to know that you can make so much noise." He rubbed quickly at her clit this time and then massaged it for a moment. This time he held her by the waist as her legs gave way."I don't want you hurting yourself," he whispered into her ear. "Tell me, what would you like to me to do next?"Kate could barely speak, "I want ... I want ......I want" she couldn't get the words out. She couldn't bring herself to voice then out.His fingers made circles around her clit and she screamed again. He reached out for her swollen nipples and pinched them. Kate was frantic for something inside her pussy.“What do you want? You have to tell me, dam

• Owned by the Billionaire   2

  He reached back and pulled his tie from the hook. Quickly, he binded her wrists together, glancing briefly into her eyes, looking for a sort of permission. Then he pulled her arms up over her head, he then attached her tied wrists to the shower wall fitting. He stood back, cocking his head and admiring what he had done to her. She stood there, naked as the day she was born, stretched up and tied for the pleasure of a complete stranger.Kate was getting warm and wet.His eyes locked with hers "And now, my darling, let's see how clean you are."Placing a strong hand on her breast, he started kneading as his mouth lowered to the other breast, first to suckle, and then he nibbled on the nipple. His tongue circled, flicking the nipple to hardness. Kate moaned. When he seemed to feel that he had a satisfactory result, his mouth and his tongue, moved to

• Owned by the Billionaire   1

  Though the weather was hot, Kate placed her cleaning wears and sprays onto the cart and pushed it along the corridor. She was working in a high-class hotel and it was very comfortable, but the air-conditionder wasn't working properly and her daily job of room cleaning hence, was very stressful. She took the elevator up to the next room she would clean, the penthouse suite, and she unlocked the door. It was a stunning room, bright and sunny, and when she cleaned it throughout, the day before, it smelled pleasantly of the owner, a mixture of expensive aftershave and a musky male scent. The scent was still there andwas incomparable to her own dirty and sweaty odour.She considered the owner of the aftershave for a moment as she opened the window to let sunshine and fresh air in. She saw him leaving a few minutes ago, so she knew that she was clear to clean the room. He was dressed so smart and so casual, wearing an expensive jacket with a tight linen shirt; p