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  “Hold on,” he replied. “I’m heading home also. I’ll get the chauffeur to drop you off first.”

  “No that’s OK, I can…” Deborah stopped talking as the billionaire held up his hands.

  “You stayed late to help me,” he said. “It’s the least I can do.” He stood and collected the papers on his desk into his briefcase before putting on his suit jacket and moving around the desk. As happened on the first morning, Deborah felt the touch of the hand on her lower back as the billionaire guided her out to the elevators. When the doors closed and trapped them in the enclosed space she was only too aware of how close they were standing together. When the elevator reached the basement parking lot the hand returned to her lower back and she was guided to the billionaire’s car. He removed his hand to open the door of the vehicle and ushered her inside, quickly following to sit beside her. The back seat was roomy, but the billionaire moved close enough to Deborah that their thighs were almost touching. She couldn’t control the involuntary shiver that suddenly shook her body and tried to move away a little. “So what’s the address?’ he asked. Deborah gave the details of her apartment and Mr. Sanford used the intercom to relay the information to the driver. They set off in silence, Deborah looking out at the passing city for a while. She turned her attention back into the vehicle as her boss spoke.

  “I hope I haven’t inconvenienced you,” he said.

  “Inconvenienced me in what way?” Deborah asked a frown creasing her brow, but she suddenly felt a little foolish as she realized what he was talking about. “Oh…, you mean by keeping me working late?”

  “Yes,” he laughed. “I hope your husband or boyfriend will understand when you get home.”

  It seemed as if he was fishing for information and Deborah felt the slight thrill of him taking an interest. “No significant other,” she replied. “And I didn’t have plans for this evening, so it’s no inconvenience. I was glad to help.” She was aware of the intense gaze on her and turned to meet it.

  “That’s a shame,” the billionaire teased. “A pretty girl like you should have someone special in their life.” Deborah felt her face flush a little and she looked away. “Sorry,” the billionaire went on. “I’m just teasing. So how come no boyfriend?”

  “Just haven’t met the right person, I guess,” she answered. “How about you?” she went on quickly, trying to steer the conversation away from herself.

  “Too busy with work,” he laughed. “I don’t seem to get the time to meet any pretty women.” He edged across the seat a little and Deborah felt his thigh brush against her own. Her pulse raced a little at the touch and this time she made no effort to move away.

  “Well, there are lots of pretty women around,” she replied.

  “I’m starting to notice that,” Mr. Sanford went on.

  Deborah could feel the intense gaze scrutinizing her again and felt the heat in her body rise. The silence between them stretched out and she felt a shiver as she finally turned to look at the billionaire again. His gaze was fixed on her and she was sure he was going to lean forward into a kiss. She waited for it, her excitement rising, but jumped as the sound of the driver’s voice coming over the intercom broke the moment. “We’ve arrived,” he said. The car slowed to a halt next to the curb and Deborah looked out of the window at her apartment building.

  “You need to live further away to give us more time,” the billionaire said.

  Deborah felt her face flush again. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said, reaching out to the handle and opening the car door.

  “I’ll look forward to it,” Mr. Sanford said with a smile. It was the same line he used before, but this time she was sure that he was interested in seeing her for more than just work. She smiled but said no more as she stepped out of the vehicle and closed the door. It rejoined the traffic and she watched as it disappeared from view, finally turning to walk to her apartment building.

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  Work was extremely busy over the next couple of days, with Mr. Sanford and Deborah kept fully occupied. It afforded little time for them to take forward what began in the back of the car and when Deborah learned that the billionaire’s full-time personal assistant would return the following week she wondered if anything would happen at all. She wondered if the billionaire had just been toying with her and as the last day of her temporary placement came to an end she sat typing a letter, her attention focused on her work. She sensed the effect of Mr. Sanford’s sudden presence behind her. The quickening of her heartbeat and flush of heat brought out a desire that she couldn’t hold back and as the touch of the hand on her shoulder burned into the skin she closed her eyes.

  “I can’t stop thinking about you,” the billionaire said and Deborah shivered as his fingers moved from her shoulder and traced gently onto the soft skin of her neck. The touch was electric, making her shudder and she leaned her head into it. Her breathing was becoming ragged as the billionaire slid his fingers to her chin and turned her head. Deborah opened her eyes, another shudder wracking her body as she saw the gaze of the handsome face fixed onto her. “I want you to be mine,” he said quietly.

  “Yes,” she murmured, caught up in the moment and unable to hold back the word. The billionaire moved his hand from her chin and reached down to grab her wrist, pulling her up and leading her through to his office.

  “Lock the door,” he ordered and Deborah did as she was told, moving across to lock the office. As she turned back she saw him closing the blinds and when he crooked his finger and beckoned her over to him she obeyed instantly. With each step she could feel her excitement rising and when she got to the billionaire he reached out to stroke her cheek. She nuzzled against the touch and felt herself being pulled forward. Since her ride home in the car she had been fantasizing about the feel of the billionaire’s lips on her own, but the reality of the kiss was better than she imagined. She gave herself over to it, the desire in her body rising as Mr. Sanford wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. When he finally broke the kiss, he dragged Deborah over to his chair and sat, pulling her down onto his lap. She immediately felt the hardness of the erection pressing against her ass and wriggled around on it. She was pulled into another kiss, the lips of the billionaire finally working away from her mouth and moving to caress onto her ear. The touch sent a shiver along her spine, the sensation heightened as she listened to the quiet whispers.

  “You’ll do what I want?” the billionaire asked. “Be my submissive.”

  Deborah felt the passion of the moment. “Anything,” she said quietly. “I’ll do anything.” The act of submitting to the desires of the billionaire was an exciting sensation and Deborah knew that she meant the words she was saying. She really would do anything he wanted of her and she trembled as she waited to see what would happen next. She felt the lips lock onto hers again, the hand of Mr. Sanford settling on her knee and starting to slide higher up her leg. Deborah moaned as the fingers slid under the hem of her dress, their movement slow and deliberate as they pushed in between her thighs and stroked onto the sensitive skin. Her body jolted as her thighs were forced apart and the fingers touched onto her sex through the material of her panties. The kiss between them still lingered as Mr. Sanford worked his fingertips along the outline of her pussy lips, the wetness leaking from her and staining a dark patch onto the material. She felt the touch of the tongue snaking inside her mouth and welcomed it by wrapping her own around it, the build up of tension between them over the week suddenly spilling over into passionate kiss that promised so much more.

  When Deborah finally pulled back she was breathing heavily, her chest heaving as the pleasure of the touch between her thighs continued. Mr. Sanford suddenly pulled his hand away though and forced her to stand in front of the chair. He turned her so that she was facing the desk and pushed her forward so that her upper body rested down onto the smooth, polished wood. She felt the touch of the hands grasping at her ass cheeks through her skirt and couldn’t hold back the moan.

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nbsp; “It’s time for a little tie and tease,” the billionaire said and reached to the drawer of his desk. He opened it and pushed his hand right to the back, pulling out a plastic strap cuff. Grabbing Deborah’s wrists, he pulled them behind her back and secured them together using the cuff. She felt the tightness grip on her skin and tried to free her hands, but quickly realized that they were tightly bound and that she was completely at the mercy of the billionaire. She gasped as his hands returned to her ass cheeks and gripped onto them tightly, squeezing into the soft flesh. When he released his hold, his fingers traced lower until they reached the hem of the skirt. Rather that sliding his hands underneath though, Mr. Sanford grabbed hold of the hem and began to inch it higher, a grin forming on his face as more and more of Deborah’s naked thighs came into view. She gasped as the skirt was finally pulled up around her waist to expose her ass cheeks and panties.

  “I’ve been thinking about this since our ride home in my car,” the billionaire said as he reached out a hand to the panties and stroked onto the soft material. His fingers covered every inch of the rounded cheeks before settling at the top of the butt crease. The pressure increased as he forced his touch in between and Deborah couldn’t hold in the moan as the fingers stroked roughly over her asshole and worked lower to play on the dark patch on the panties. The gasps came out loudly as her pussy was teased through the panties, the touch in turn gentle and rough as the billionaire played his game. As he pushed more forcefully he opened the pussy lips up and Deborah’s pleasure exploded at the touch of the material on her slick inner skin. She writhed around as her excitement grew out of control and her world suddenly narrowed to no more than the sensation between her thighs. It filled her mind and she shuddered as the passion gripped her body. The touch of the billionaire’s fingers was driving her wild and she wanted him to push her all the way to release the tension that suddenly took hold of her. Deborah groaned as the fingers were pulled away. “I told you it’s tie and tease,” he laughed. “You get the release when I decide, not before.”

  Deborah moaned. She suspected she was about to be driven out of her mind and shivered as fingers slid under the elasticized waistband of her panties and slowly peeled the material down to expose the smooth rounded cheeks of her ass. The touch onto her naked skin brought out a huge shudder and she heard the gasp of the billionaire as he pulled her ass cheeks apart to reveal the tight hidden hole. She waited for the touch of the fingers, but squealed as the wet lick of a tongue brushed over her asshole. Mr. Sanford started to flick the tip of his tongue rapidly over the puckered hole and Deborah wriggled around as the pleasure of the touch took hold. Her ass cheeks were pulled wider apart and it opened her up a little so that the tip of the tongue could push inside. It was an unbelievable sensation and she groaned in ecstasy as her body responded to the teasing. As the billionaire worked to push his tongue deeper, he slid the fingers of one hand to the slick pussy entrance. They teased around the wet skin, heightening the desire in Deborah for more and she tried to push herself back. Mr. Sanford was in complete control of her though and made her wait for the fingers, continuing to work the tips around the folds of wet skin, but denying her the thrill of a penetration. She started to beg for it, but he waited until there was desperation in her voice before stroking his fingers into the wet hole. Deborah groaned at the touch inside both her ass and pussy, Mr. Sanford slowly working his tongue and fingers deeper as the excitement for what he was doing grew.

  Finally pulling back his tongue, he concentrated his effort on the pussy of his new submissive. He suddenly pushed forward hard and felt Deborah tense as his fingers went almost knuckle deep. He held them inside for only a brief instant before pulling them back to the slick entrance. Deborah’s begging became more desperate as she pleaded for the fingers inside again. The torture of being teased was driving her crazy and she wanted the penetration, wanted to squeeze herself around the fingers. Her body tensed and shuddered as the fingers fucked into her again and this time began to pump in and out. She let out a satisfied groan as the rush towards a climax took hold of her body. As the fingers worked into her she could feel it coming closer. She closed her eyes when she reached the brink of an orgasm to let the sensation wash over her, but it was suddenly taken away as the fingers pulled out. She groaned in frustration at the torture of being denied and begged the billionaire to put his fingers back inside and give her the release she craved. He did no more than tease his fingers around the entrance to the wet hole though, keeping her at the brink but holding her back from the satisfaction of a climax. As frustrating as it was for Deborah, the torture was delicious as Mr. Sanford kept her hovering on the very edge of an orgasm.

  Things got even better as he forced her legs wider apart and rolled his chair forward. Grabbing her ass cheeks he spread them apart and Deborah moaned as his tongue took over the job of teasing her. It licked around the rim of her asshole, the slow circles becoming tighter as he moved to the center. The convulsions of her body brought out a louder moan as the tongue licked over her asshole once and then slid lower, caressing onto her pussy lips and then seeking out her clitoris. The touch onto the erect bud made Deborah convulse all the harder as she was kept on heat, her body so close to a release that she could almost feel it, but not quite. The billionaire seemed able to sense the moment she was about to tip over the edge and instantly stopped the stimulation to hold her back. Deborah began to almost cry out in frustration as she was denied time and time again, but the torture of the experience continued as Mr. Sanford toyed with her for his own amusement.

  “Please…,” she groaned as the fingers pulled out her wet hole yet again, the touch of the tongue on her clit changing from rough to gentle.

  The billionaire just laughed though and Deborah knew he was enjoying himself too much to let the teasing end. The mix of excitement and frustration only increased when Mr. Sanford stood up and unzipped himself, his naked cock touching onto her spread open ass cheeks and brushing over her tight hole. She wanted him inside her, wanted to feel him take her roughly and tried to push back against him. He slid his cock lower, grabbing himself around the base and stroking the head of the shaft along the slick pussy lips. She waited for the moment of penetration, holding her breath as the pressure against her pussy lips increased and let out a gasp as he fucked inside. The billionaire worked his erection in and out, careful to keep his submissive on the very edge of the ultimate pleasure, but holding it back from her. He covered his cock in the pussy wetness and then pulled back to sit on the chair again. Dragging Deborah from the desk, he forced her on to her knees in front if him and grabbed her face.

  “If you want your orgasm, you better make me cum first,” he growled. He released his grip and moved his hand to trace his fingers across her forehead, his fingertips getting coated in the sweat of her frustration. His hand then slid around to the back of her head and pulled her towards him so that her mouth was at the tip of his cock. Deborah flicked out her tongue, teasing the tip onto the little opening to get a taste of the pre-cum. It sent a shiver down her spine and she looked up at the billionaire.

  “Untie my hands,” she begged, but Mr. Sanford shook his head,

  “You stay bound until I’m finished with you,” he replied. The pressure on the back of Deborah’s head increased and she parted her lips as she was pulled forward, closing her eyes as she took the hardness into her mouth. The shudder gripped her body as she began to work along the length of the shaft, clamping her lips tightly around it. In her heightened state of arousal she seemed able to feel every bulging vein as her lips slid over them. She sped up her movements to work the cock hard although every so often she would push her lips to the billionaire’s balls and hold his cock deep throat in her mouth. His moans of approval grew louder as the pressure of the touch on him began to tell. He grabbed at Deborah’s hair, pulling her onto him more forcefully and she went all out to please him. Her lips flashed along the hard length as she pushed him towards a release, eager for the feel of the cock er
upting in her mouth. The billionaire’s breathing grew heavier and he started to buck himself up from the seat, driving his cock deep into Deborah’s mouth again and again. The feel of his shaft stroking on the soft skin at the back of her throat was the final stimulation that pushed him over the edge. His body tensed and he worked to hold back the inevitable for as long as he could, building the pressure in his balls until it was impossible to contain any longer. Mr. Sanford groaned as the first stream of cum splashed the back of Deborah’s mouth. She held on the cock, looking up into the billionaire’s eyes as he lost control and gave her everything he had. The jerking of his cock in her mouth felt wonderful, the hot streams of white searing the roof of her mouth and dropping to her tongue. The taste of Mr. Sanford filled her senses and she didn’t pull back until the twitching of the erection faded and stopped.