Domineering Billionaire’s Maid(BDSM-Erotica)

Alexander’s P. O. V.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Next day,

As we sit at the breakfast table in the garden, she turns to me with a curious look and asks, “Alexander, tell me something about yourself that I don’t know.”

“You know everything about me, love.” I respond, feeding her a bite of sandwich and pecking her cheeks.

After eating the bite, she utters, “There must be something.”

As she looks at me with curiosity, I ponder what she might not know about me, staring straight.

“Yes, there is something which you don’t know.” As I state, she grins at me.

“Tell me, tell me.” She asks, desperation visible in her eyes.

“I used to take my submissive to a BDSM club.” As I tell her, her brows furrow in confusion.

“What are these clubs? And why didn’t you take me there?” I chuckle at her question. “Why are you laughing?” She pouts at me.

“In a BDSM club, the private playroom activities that we engage in are openly conducted in public sessions, my innocent baby.” As I explain to her, she gives me a nod, thinking about it.

“Did you also engage in public sessions there?”

“Yes, occasionally. I visited to discipline my submissive in public.” I tell her, while she takes a sip of water.

“Would you take me there?” She questions, raising her brows at me.

“Do you wish to go?” I ask.

“I think I want to.” My eyes widen in disbelief upon listening to her response.

“Why? Love, it’s not the type of place that you would enjoy.”

“I don’t have an interest in participating in public sessions there with you. I just want to observe and experience. Please, I want to go.” She insists, shocking me.

Why is so desperate to visit the BDSM club?

“No, baby. You won’t feel comfortable there, I know you.” I deny knowing she won’t like it.

“When you’re with me, I never feel uncomfortable. I just want to know how I’ll feel after visiting there. I want to experience it, please.” She requests, clasping my hand.

“No means no. I won’t take you there.” I tell my decision in a firm tone.

“Why?” She makes a sad pout.

“There are lots of things which you’re not aware of, and it can scare you.” I explain to her, caressing her soft cheeks with my thumb.

“Okay!” She continues eating, upset because I didn’t grant her wish.

I don’t want to expose her to an environment that could be harmful. The experience for submissive in such a place might be too harsh for her.

***

In the evening,

I return from the office and find Alice sitting with Mia in the hall, and I overhear their conversation.

“Mia, I really want to visit the BDSM club, but Alexander isn’t agreeing with it.”

“I think he is doing this for you only. He is aware you can’t handle what happens there.”

“But I want to experience visiting there. I wish he would take me.”

Should I take her there? I come to my room, wondering.

As my phone dings, I check it. I receive an invitation to a BDSM dinner party from a friend, Micheal.

Should I take it as a sign that I should go there with Alice?

Instead of heading straight to a BDSM club, I think it would be better to take her to a BDSM dinner party.

Me: I’ll come there with my girlfriend.

Micheal: Girlfriend? Don’t you have a submissive?

Me: She is my submissive girlfriend, but we won’t be involved in any activity. She just wants to experience visiting there.

Micheal: Okay! So meet you tonight, and I’m eager to meet the person who changed the strict Master Alexander.

I smile as I read his text, and then I lean in and place the phone on the table.

“When did you return from the office, Alexander?” As I hear Alice’s voice, I turn towards her.

“When you were engrossed in conversing with Mia.” I respond, approaching her.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to disturb you both. Anyway, get ready, we’re going somewhere.” I inform her.

“Where?” She arches her brows at me.

“To a BDSM dinner party.” As I tell her, her eyes widen in surprise.

“What? Really?”

“Yes, because I want to fulfil your every request, love.” I speak, placing my hand on her face.

“Thank you, Alexander.” She gives me a tight hug. “I can’t believe we’ll go to the BDSM dinner party. It’s so different from anything I’ve ever experienced.”

“Listen, just let me know if you feel uncomfortable, and we’ll leave right away.” As we pull apart, I explain to her, placing my hand on her face.

“Of course. I’m so excited.” As she squeals, her eyes sparkle.

“So get ready.” I tap her nose, causing her to giggle.

“Okay, I’m just coming.” She rushes to the dressing room after giving a quick kiss on my cheek.

***

After a few minutes, she emerges from the dressing room, decked in a black elegant dress, which doesn’t expose her body.

I approach her with a smile on my face. “I adore the way you keep your body reserved for my eyes only.”

She encircles her arms around my neck, locking her eyes with mine. “I seriously don’t like anybody leering at my body except you. That’s why I wear sexy dresses in front of you only.”

My brows furrow in confusion as suddenly her lips draw down in sadness.

“What happened, love?” I clasp her face and enquire, concerned.

“I just recalled Edward has also seen me without clothes.” She murmurs in a dejected tone.

My grip on her tightens in protectiveness as she mentions Edward’s name. I can see the hurt in her eyes, and it infuriates me because he caused her so much pain.

Every time she gets upset because of Edward, my hatred for him grows stronger. I despise him more than I ever loved him.

“It doesn’t matter to me, love. You’re still my old Alice.” I reassure her, brushing a strand of her hair away from her face, but she just stares at me with her sorrowful eyes.

I can sense the turmoil in her emotions, the memories of her past with Edward still haunting her.

I pull her in my arms and reassure her. “I know it’s hard to forget those moments, but remember, you’ve grown stronger since then,” I tell her in a soft voice, brushing my fingers through her hair. “And you’re with me now. Nothing else matters.”

She raises her head from my chest and gazes into my eyes, feeling grateful. “Thank you, Alexander. You always make me feel safe and loved.”

I place a gentle kiss on her forehead before stepping back. “Now, let’s not think about the past. We have an evening to enjoy.”

She nods, her smile returning as she takes my arm, and together, we head out of the room.

***

As we settle into the car, Alice’s eyes sparkle with excitement, and I can tell she’s genuinely looking forward to this new experience. However, I also know it’s my responsibility to ensure she understands what she might encounter.

As I start the engine, she turns to me with a bright smile, her eyes shining. “Alexander, I can’t thank you enough for taking me to this BDSM dinner party. I’ve been so curious, and I’m really grateful that you’re doing this for me.”

I give her a warm smile, reaching over to squeeze her hand gently. “I want you to experience what you’re curious about, but I need to be honest with you about something.”

Her brows furrow slightly. “What is it, Alexander?”

I take a deep breath, choosing my words carefully. “This party may expose you to some aspects of BDSM that can be quite intense for submissive. People may engage in activities that involve pain, humiliation, and other forms of play that can be harsh and even uncomfortable to witness.”

Her expression changes from excitement to a more serious one as she processes my words. “I see… I didn’t fully realize what I might encounter there.”

I continue, wanting to ensure she understands fully. “It’s important to remember that everyone has their preferences and boundaries in the BDSM lifestyle. But witnessing these activities can be challenging, even distressing, for someone like you.”

She takes a moment to absorb this information. “I still want to experience going there, but I understand it might be intense.”

I nod in understanding. “I’m here to support you, Alice. If at any point you feel uncomfortable or want to leave, please don’t hesitate to let me know. Your comfort is my top priority.”

She gives me a smile, reaching over to place her hand on mine. “Thank you for always looking out for me, Alexander. I’m ready to face whatever comes our way.”

We arrive at the venue, and as we step out of the car, Alice’s eyes are filled with anticipation and curiosity. I admire her courage and openness to new experiences.