Submitting to the Billionaire - The Complete Series Page 5

  But when the hit came, it was a complete surprise to Sara. The riding crop landed fair on her pussy. She let out a yelp of surprise and pain. The pain was extremely acute, significantly stronger on her much more sensitive pussy.

  “FUCK!” Sara cried in pain. She couldn’t stop herself, it had hurt so much and surprised her even more. Suddenly, a second whoosh of air, and a second hit on her pussy. Sara cried out again. This pain was much worse than anything else she’d ever experienced with Mark.

  After five or six blows, Mark finally stopped hitting Sara’s pussy with the riding crop. Sara felt like she was going to cry, the pain was so acute. She had no idea how she was going to sit down for the next few days without being in ridiculous amounts of pain.

  One thing Sara did know was that despite the pain, she wanted Mark. She was so turned on by his dominance over her, she wanted him to take her right there on the airplane.

  Mark reached down and unclipped her hands from the cuffs. Sara stood up and steadied herself while blood rushed to her head. She had a glance and noticed the two other executives were basically drooling at the show Mark was giving them, both of them with boners evident through their pants. When she steadied herself, mark ordered her down on her knees. He was still holding the riding crop.

  Sara dropped to her knees, expecting to suck his cock. What she got instead was the riding crop, covered in her pussy juices. Mark slid the crop into her mouth, and Sara licked her own tangy juices off the stiff leather.

  “Now Sara, it wasn’t very nice to let these men look and not touch, don’t you think?”

  Sara blushed. Mark often had her perform sex acts while others watched, but he’d never let them get involved.

  “No, it wasn’t very nice.”

  Mark slid the handcuffs on her behind her back, and attached a dog leash to the chain in between. He paraded her over to the first executive. Vice President of Sales, Sara was pretty sure. He was in his late 50s, balding, and obviously very, very turned on.

  As soon as Sara came over, he grabbed her nipples, one in each hand, and pulled her over to him. He took one hand and slid his fingers deep inside her pussy, while still pulling on her nipple, hard. Sara sucked in a deep breath. She had been Mark’s, and Mark’s alone for so long, that having someone else touch the parts that had only been touched by Mark for a long time felt extremely foreign.

  The executive slid his fingers in and out of her pussy for a few moments, and though she was desperate for Mark’s cock, she just couldn’t bring herself to feel the same way about this stranger’s fingers as she did about Mark’s. Still, she let out a small moan of pleasure as something, anything, was finally inserted into her pussy. When the man pulled out his fingers and held them out for her, Sara licked them clean before being moved on to the next man.

  Sara knew he was the Chief Operating Officer, and he was one of Mark’s best friends. He was younger, in his forties, but was definitely too far on the chubby side to be considered attractive. He turned Sara around and started running his hands along the back of her thighs. When he reached her pussy, he slid three fingers deep inside it once, and pulled them out. “Bend over” he told her. Sara looked at Mark, who nodded, so she did as he asked. Suddenly, she felt the three fingers pressed against her asshole. The man pushed and with effort Sara’s asshole opened, allowing his fingers, covered in her pussy juice, to enter her.

  Sara moaned as he thrust his fingers in and out of her asshole a few times. When he was finished, Mark pulled her away. “Now I’m going to keep her for myself for the rest of the flight” he announced to the men. He led Sara back into the small bedroom at the back of the plane.

  Sara’s ass and pussy were still both raw and sore, but she wanted Mark. “Get on the bed, hands and knees” he told her.

  Sara immediately did as he asked. She could hear him unzipping his pants behind her. Suddenly, his thick, hard cock was pressed up against her opening. “That was quite a show you put on, you’re definitely going to be popular at the office now” he teased her as he rubbed his cock in her pussy juices. Sara blushed at the thought of having to see these men again on what was at least a weekly basis.

  Suddenly, Mark pushed his cock into her slit. She let out a deep, low moan as he entered her, her walls stretching to let his thickness in. As soon as he started thrusting, Sara knew it wouldn’t be long before she came. She was already so close to cumming, and Mark was only thrusting harder.

  He thrust his cock in and out of her. “Oohhhhh that feels good” Sara moaned.

  “Did you like being on display?” Mark asked her as he thrust his cock in and out of her pussy.

  “Oh yeah, I loved it” Sara replied. She did love it, but she also loved just being in a bed with Mark, being fucked like she was now.

  Sure enough, after only a couple of minutes of having a big, thick cock in her pussy, Sara started to feel the orgasm coming on. Her moans got louder and louder and she started thrusting back against Mark’s cock, desperate for the release. Mark could tell she was getting closer, and thrust harder and harder inside of her.

  Finally, Sara got her orgasm. Waves of pleasure rushed through her, incredibly strong. Since being with Mark her orgasms had always been amazing, but this was a whole other level. She’d been turned on for so long without having an orgasm that her body was making up for it. Every muscle clenched, she could feel her pussy walls pulsating around Mark’s cock. Rivers of pleasure ran through all of her veins, leading towards her pussy. Sara closed her eyes and stopped breathing as she simply enjoyed the sensation of the orgasm as it ripped through every single part of her.

  When it finally subsided, Sara was spent. She took the pounding her pussy was getting, absolutely loving all of it. She continued to be fucked by Mark until he was finally ready to cum too. He signalled for her to get off the bed, and she got right off and on her knees.

  Mark stood in front of her, and Sara took his cock in her mouth, sucking for a few seconds until it exploded inside of her. She swallowed every drop as spurts of hot cum shot from Mark’s cock and down Sara’s throat. After multiple spurts of sticky hot cum were shot down her throat and Sara swallowed it all, she licked Mark’s cock clean. They lay down on the bed together, exhausted. Their flight would land in only 10 minutes, Sara could already feel the plane descending. It was too bad, she thought. Sara liked laying in bed with Mark after they’d had sex. It felt right, lying there with him silently. She was going to have to go out naked to the front of the plane to get her clothes, Sara realized. Luckily for her, she was spared this fate as the stewardess brought her clothes into the bedroom for her, and Mark gave her permission to put them back on there in private.

  When they landed, all four of them travelled back to the office in the same limousine. Sara knew her face was red the whole time, and she couldn’t look either of the other two executives in the eye.

  They arrived at the Terringer International building, where there were maybe a dozen journalists, waiting. The two executives left the limo first, followed by Sara, then Mark.

  The next few seconds felt like they went by in slow motion. Just as she was getting out of the car, Sara heard some cries to her left, and turned around. There was a man, who looked more like a blur. Sara wasn’t really focusing on the man, but more the gun that was pointed straight at her head. She heard a cry from behind her, felt something against her side, and fell over, hitting her head. She could still hear the cries above her as the world spun around her and she blacked out.

  Sara woke up to the steady beep – beep – beep – noise of a hospital. She opened her eyes, slowly. She was lying in a hospital bed, there was something wrapped around her head. She was in a private room, decorated to look like a fancy bedroom. A fancy bedroom with a number of different machines spread around.

  She looked to her left to see Mark sitting there, his arm in a cast. “Oh my God, Mark, are you ok?” she asked. He laughed that gentle laugh she loved so much. “Seeing as I’m not the one in the hospital bed, I think
it’s safe to assume I am.”

  Suddenly, the memory of what happened came flooding back, but Sara couldn’t make any sense of it.

  “What happened? I remember a gun, something hitting my head, being shoved...”

  Sara trailed off. She still only had fragments of the memory.

  “Well, remember that phone call that someone was going to try to kill me? It turned out they did try. They tried killing you, too. The guy came out of the crowd of reporters and pointed the gun at your head. I shoved you out of the way and got shot in the arm in the process, but I’m ok other than this cast. The bullet managed to break my arm, but I’ll be fine. When I shoved you, you fell over and hit your head. Luckily, there was a plain clothes cop who came to see what all of the commotion was about, and the shooter was apprehended without being able to do anything more than stop me signing papers for a few weeks.”

  Sara sat there as she listened to the story, stunned. “Oh my God. So you saved my life. Oh my God, thank you!” she exclaimed.

  Mark shook his head. “Don’t thank me, it’s fine. They were worried your brain would swell and you’d have a stroke, so I might not have done you too many favours. I’ve been here since it happened, after they dug out the bullet and gave me the cast, I’ve been waiting for you to wake up. I was terrified that you wouldn’t.”

  As Sara looked into his eyes, she realized he was telling the truth. She wasn’t the only one who had developed feelings over the course of their relationship.

  Mark looked down at the ground, awkwardly. “I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you. In fact, I was going to take you out to dinner to ask this, but after today’s events I don’t know how long it will be until I get a chance, and I don’t want to wait any longer than I have to...”

  He trailed off. Sara cocked her head, confused. Mark moved his hand slowly to his pocket and pulled out a small box.

  “Sara, the more I’ve gotten to know you the last few months, the more I’ve come to realize that I love you. Will you marry me?” he asked as he opened the box.

  Sara gasped. She was looking at the most beautiful diamond ring, absolutely huge, set in gold, surrounded by small deep blue sapphires. It must have cost a fortune. She couldn’t believe this. Not in her wildest dreams would she have believed that Mark requited the love she was developing for him, let alone did she expect him to propose to her.

  “Oh my God. Oh my God. YES. OF COURSE” Sara finally exclaimed. Tears of joy poured down her face as Mark slid the heavy ring on her finger, the jewels glistening in the light. She had been his for months now, as his personal secretary. But now it was different. Now she was his forever.

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