Invitation to The Platinum Society: The Billionaire's Secret BDSM Club (2 page)

I
’d been desperately trying to raise money for the tuition – I detailed all the jobs I’d done and the fact that I hoped to get a better job soon, maybe a semi-permanent admin role, or a waitressing gig that paid a bit better.

“And what would you do after law school?”

“Well,” I laughed, “Everyone says they want to do pro bono work, but that doesn’t always work out. Still, I’d love to use my law skills to help out people who can’t afford a good lawyer but deserve one. And I’d love to work for a non-profit and help out folks in need, or work for an environmental agency and help protect the Earth we live on.”

I talked a bit more about my dreams, and then Nate asked me what I thought of the recent US election. I vaguely realized that I’d been talking a lot, but I gave him my opinion and talked a bit about Democrats, Republicans, and the US economy.

I must sound like a bore, I thought, but Nate seemed to be interested.

As I talked, I felt more and more flushed and aroused. Nate’s presence was doing something strange to me and
I could no longer control it.

He looked at me with a slight smile as I talked, and his eyes were deep and intense. The
y travelled down to my breasts at times, lingering on my nipples. I was embarrassed and thrilled at the same time, and finally I undid another button on my blouse, exposing a bit more of my cleavage.

“It really
is
hot in here, isn’t it?” I said apologetically.

Nate looked at me silently, his dark eyes gleaming, and a thin, mysterious smile played across his face. I realized that I didn’t know anything about him, but he
looked like he knew everything about me – including the fact that I was incredibly aroused right now, for no real reason.

I wanted to ask him something about his life, and just when I was about to say, “So, what do you do?” he reached over
, expertly undid the next three buttons on my shirt and pulled it wide apart, exposing my heavy breasts.

I gasped and looked down.

My breasts were hanging out, naked and exposed to this stranger. My nipples were dark and hard, poking out in their betrayal. I blushed deeply but before I could say anything, or pull my shirt back, Nate grabbed one breast in each of his hands and squeezed gently.

“You seem to be very
aroused,” he said softly.

There was no way I could deny that. It didn’t make any sense to me at that time, but I knew I was
extremely excited.

My
breathing deepened and my mind raced, emotions conflicting with my thoughts, and I wondered what to say. Just as I began to say, “You shouldn’t have done that,” Nate leaned forwards and began to suck on my right nipple.

I closed my eyes and his lips circled my dark peaks. He sucked and squeezed with his lips, continuing for what seemed like an eternity, and I felt the wetness seeping out of my
self. Unable to restrain myself, I let out a low moan.

Nate pulled back, and looked into my eyes.

“Vicki.” His voice was low and rumbled darkly. “You trust me, don’t you?”

I gulped and nodded.
This was all so strange, as if it was happening in a parallel universe, or as if it was happening to someone who wasn’t me. After all, I didn’t just get into dark limos with strange men, let alone allow them to spread open my shirt and suck on my nipples. Like Alice, I began to wonder what was at the end of the rabbit-hole – maybe I should let loose and enjoy this experience. Nate seemed nice, and he certainly knew how to turn me on.

The thoughts passed through my mind in a flash, and Nate looked as if he knew what I had just thought.

“Do you have any idea why you’re so aroused?”

I blushed and shook my head, no.

“Prove to me you’re turned on,” he growled. “Take off your panties and show me.”

My blush deepened, but I reached under my skirt and hooked my fingers under my cotton panties. I pulled, sliding them down my legs, while managing to cover myself with my skirt.

I felt mortified as I handed them to him. They had a silly, bright print on them, and I wished I was one of those sophisticated girls who wore sexy lingerie all the time. The flimsy material and colorful print screamed that they were cheap and that nobody else usually saw my underwear.

But Nate didn’t seem to be phased by it. He glanced down at the dampness, and then flung away the panties on the floor of the limo.

“Now come here,” he breathed. “Sit on my lap.”

I gulped and
wondered what to do, suddenly feeling very shy. Nate seemed to sense my hesitation, and in one swift move, he’d lifted me up and onto his lap.

“Oh,” I gasped.

Through the expensive fabric of his slacks, I could feel his hardness pressing against me. He was obviously as aroused as I was.

I wondered what to do, and began to grind my hips against him, pressing my soft buttocks against his erection. He let out a soft groan, and leaned back, pulling me against him so that my back lay against his chest.

“Not yet,” he said hoarsely, “Not yet.”

I stopped moving my hips and realized how heavy our breathing had become.

“You’re a naughty girl,” he growled, moving his hands up to my breasts and kneading them. I let out a whimper as his hands grew rougher. “You deserve a spanking.” He pinched my left nipple, squeezing it tight, and I let out a yelp. “Would you like a spanking, my pet? Would you like me to take you over my knee and spank you hard, spank you until your pretty ass is red?”

I envisioned him flipping me over, lifting up my skirt and bringing down his hand on my naked ass. I thought of him punishing me for being a
sexy, naughty little tease, and the idea made me even more aroused. I couldn’t help wriggling my hips against him a bit more, and I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan.

Nate pinched my other nipple, suddenly and unexpected
ly. I gave a soft yelp again. “Answer me, pet. Would you like me to spank you?”

“Yes,” I gasped.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes…
Master?”

“Very good.”
He sounded pleased and began rubbing my nipples gently, sending ripples down my spine. “Have you ever been spanked sexually before?”

I shook my head, no.

“All right pet, raise your skirt over your hips and spread your legs for me.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. There were ripples of sensations travelling through my veins and my juices were flowing out. My clit was throbbing with anticipation
, my pussy was drenched with my juices, and my whole body was screaming out for more. There was no way I could say no to this intoxicating stranger, so I raised my skirt slowly, sliding it up until it was bunched up completely around my waist.

I slid lower against Nate’s chest, and spread my legs wide apart. I felt the heat flooding my face, rushing through my body. I still had on most of my clothes, so I didn’t actually
feel
naked. But other than my shoes, none of my other clothes were in their proper places. I felt like I was showing off the most sensual parts of my body for this stranger, without really stripping off everything.

Nate’s hands trailed down my stomach, leaving butterflies in their wake. I breathed deeply, anticipating where his hands would go
next. They finally reached my mound, and Nate began to stroke me, deftly avoiding touching my clit, stroking around it. He traced his fingers along my inner thighs, moving down and then up again, and he placed tiny kisses along the side of my neck.

I began to moan, and I grabbed his hand, trying to drag it to my quivering bundle of nerves, wanting more, but that didn’t seem to please him.

“Hands behind your back,” he growled. “Now!”

I moaned and did as he said, feeling powerless and at his mercy.

Finally, his hands neared my clit, and he brushed his fingers against it gently, making all my nerves jump up and my juices rush out. I moaned out loud, wanting more, but too shy to voice my desires.

Nate’s voice was dark with desire. “How are you feeling, my pet?”

I whimpered and wriggled against him, and finally managed to say, “I like this, I want more.”

“More what?”

“More… I want to come. I… please…” I gasped as his fingers brushed gently against my swollen nub. I was dripping wet and almost panting from the desire, and I finally managed to say, “Please. Please make me come.”

I didn’t know what he would do
and I couldn’t quite think straight.

“Get on your knees,” he said roughly, pushing me off his lap.

There was enough space on the floor of the limo and I found myself kneeling down, with my fingers interlocked behind my back. I felt shy and uncertain, and started to turn around to look at him. But Nate grabbed my shoulders with both hands, and pushed me down, forcing me to bend from the waist. My breasts were pressed against the soft leather of the seat opposite us, and I turned so that only the side of my face was against the leather.

A bolt of fear mixed with the desire in my stomach and I wondered what was happening.
I had felt relaxed when I was sitting on his lap, but now I wasn’t sure what was going on. He came and sat beside me, but my face was turned in the other direction, so I couldn’t read his expression.

I felt his hand on my wrists, pinning them against my back. “What do you think happens now, Vicki?”

His voice was smooth, deep and dark, and I wondered if I should’ve gotten out of the limo while I had a chance. In this position, I was truly at his mercy.

“I
… I don’t know,” I said, a slight quiver in my voice.

“Relax.” His other hand moved down to my ass, and
he began to stroke me gently. “I won’t hurt you. Or at least, I won’t hurt you any more than you deserve.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s time for your punishment, my pet. It’s time for me to give you a good spanking. And a good spanking should hurt a little, don’t you think?”

“I – I guess so.”

“Good girl. You want me to spank you, don’t you?”

At this stage I wasn’t sure. I was scared, I
had never been spanked since growing up, and I wasn’t sure if I’d like it or not. If it hurt, I didn’t know if…

“You’ll enjoy the pain.” Nate’s smooth voice broke my reverie. “Spread your legs apart for me.”

I did as he said, exposing myself to him, my drenched lips and swollen nub displayed for his eyes.

He took in a sharp breath and said, “Yes. You’re ready.”

I whimpered, afraid of being spanked. Just a few minutes ago I had been fantasizing about him bringing his hand down hard on my ass, but now I didn’t want it.

His fingers stroked my ass in circles, and then dipped down between my engorged lower lips. I let out a sigh of deep satisfaction – he stroked up and down, down and up, gradually increasing the pressure, before sliding two fingers into my hot, wet entrance. I moaned out loud happily,
squeezing my walls against his fingers, and he began to slide the fingers in and out slowly. I felt myself come nearer to the climax, and a feeling of deep relaxation and joy came over me.

“It’s time.” His voice was harsh and he pulled out the fingers swiftly.

Before I had time to react, he had lifted his hand and brought it down on my ass.

Smack.

I gave a low scream, more from surprise than pain. I was brought back into sharp awareness, dragged out of my state of happy, blissful arousal. Suddenly I was aware of all the details – the way my face was pressed against the leather, the fact that my nipples seemed as hard as pebbles, the way my juices were leaking out from me. I was still incredibly aroused, and the spank hadn’t hurt as much as I’d expected.

I tried to close my legs, to stop myself from being so aroused, but Nate brought his hand down again, hard and sharp.

“Ow!”

“Don’t
move, keep your legs spread apart for me, pet.”

I groaned into the leather, embarrassed to be in this condition. His hand came down sharply again, hitting my ass in a different spot this time, and I groaned again. I saw myself as if from outer space – a naked, exposed
, mass being spanked ignominiously, and worse, being dripping wet and horny from it all.

I groaned again, humiliated and wondering why I was doing this. Nate brought his hand down on my ass again a few more times and I tried not to let it arouse me
, but failed. His spanking was sharp and sudden, and his hand came down on different parts of my ass each time.

I breathed deeply and just when I thought I’d grown used to it, I felt Nate lifting his arm high up. There was a pause of a few seconds, and I lay quietly in my shameful position, legs spread out and pussy on show, ass in the air for Nate’s pleasure.

And then he brought his arm down and the hand made contact with a loud noise. I gave a low, guttural scream, and Nate brought his hand down hard, again. I was near tears – this
hurt
. I felt myself drifting away, and Nate brought his hand down hard on my ass, over and over again. It might have been five spanks, it might have been ten, but I lost count. When I came to, he had slid three fingers into my hungry pussy and was thrusting into me, filling me up and making my walls clench.