EroticReverie

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We’re in Veronica’s bedroom for another hour before we leave. Julien grabbing my ass as we walk through the hall and then down the steps. 

As he says goodbye to a few men, I see Veronica talking to a few women. Her brow raises slightly and then turns back to the women. I bite my lip , wondering if she still hates me, wondering if I still hate her. I decide that I do. Because I’m pretty sure she’ll never stop wanting what I have.  Julien. 

We get into the town car and are driven home, along the way I end up sucking Julien’s cock. He cums down my throat just as well pull up to his building. 

Once in the elevator, he undresses me, leaving the 10,000 dollar gown on the floor of the elevator as he lifts me, my legs around his waist, and carries me from the elevator. I hang on him, butt naked , his hands on my ass, me giggling and him grinning as we kiss and he walks to the kitchen and sets me on the counter. 

I bite my lip and watch him as he grabs a glass and pours himself some dark amber colored liquor , a few shots, and downs it, then pours two more and hands it to me. I shake my head. He glares at me. I take the glass I wince as I down it, sticking my tongue out, coughing and making a face as it burns down my throat. I immediately feel my cheeks flush and he stands between my legs. 

“I want to watch you eat some more pussy soon” he grins.

“Hmmm” I say grinning and I wrap my legs around him, pushing his suit jacket off his shoulders and he lets me let it slip off his arms to the floor. I pull on his shirt, untucking it from his pants and then unbutton it and slide my hands over his chest, and drag my fingernails down it gently. He groans.

“Oh yea?” I ask and he nods.

“Yes” he growls and his hand swiftly grabs my hair at the nape of my neck and pulls my head back , I gasp as his mouth finds my neck, his tongue licking up my neck and then biting gently at my jaw and he lowers my chin, letting my hair go and takes my mouth. I reach down and undo his belt. When I do he pulls it and slips it out of the belt loops as I unbutton and unzip his pants, I use my hands and then my feet to push his pants down, and reach down grabbing his cock and bringing it to my hole as he moves , sliding in. I gasp and he takes his belt and slips it around my neck, he slides the one end through the silver metal buckle and pulls until its tight around my neck. I moan as he fucks me, my hands on his shoulders, He pulls the long strap of his belt behind my neck and pulls, wearing his belt as an actual choker and it tightens more around my neck. I gasp and grab his shoulders harder and he groans and pulls me off the counter, carrying me to the couch and then throwing me onto my back roughly, my body bouncing and he grabs me. Hard. He flips me over and grabs the belt and pulls as he slides back into me. I go to moan, my moans stuck in my throat as I choke for air, feeling my face turn red, and heat up as I lose oxygen. My fingers dig into the couch, my hips lifting pushing my ass into the air slightly as he still pulls and then lets go. I grab at the belt loosening it and gasping as he grabs my hips and drives deep and hard into me.

“Who’s a dirty fucking whore?” he growls.

I pant and feel him slap my ass hard. 

“I am!” I squeal and he pulls out , takes the belt from my neck.

He stands up and grabs my hair pulling hard. I wince and he puts me on my knees, my hands on the top of the back of the couch, my ass out. 

"Look at me” he growls.

“Yes” I pant and look over my shoulder at him, the belt is folded in half in his hand, and devilish grin is on his face.

I feel my ass clench, knowing what he’s going to do with that belt. 

“I’m going to make you cry.” he says.

I bite my lip and nod. “Ok” 

He grins. 

“Keep your eyes on me.” he instructs. I nod.

“FUCK!!” I scream when the first strike comes. The leather of his belt whipping across my ass, right in the middle horizontally across my cheeks. 

When I open my eyes from wincing. I’m trembling from just the first whip, I clutch the couch tighter and blink looking at him. My lips trembling. 

“Do you like that?” he asks raising his brow. 

I bite my lip hard and nod. 

His grins creeps across his face. 

“Then fucking beg me to do it again.” he says , his voice low and deep and making my pussy drip. 

“Hurt me.” I say quietly , looking him in the eyes.

I flinch when he raises his belt. He laughs and I open my eyes. His laughter is dirty, he enjoys making me squirm, making me flinch. 

He brings his arm down , the leather makes a loud crack over my ass. I howl and fly forward, out of position.

“Stay fucking still” he growls. I tremble as I move back into place, my ass out, bending over.

I look at him, the tears already threatening to come. I cry out , my jaw dropping as I scream when he cracks it over my ass again. 

“Please” I grip the couch.

“Please what?” he growls. His hand reaching out and I jump slightly when it touches my ass gently and rubs.

“It hurts” I whimper and look at him.

“I know.” he says.

“And you fucking love it.” he growls and I scream when his belt hits the skin right below my ass. I jump forward again and he growls, pulling my hips back into place, making my ass stick out again. He cracks it over my ass again.

I cry and fall to the side and onto my back so he can’t do it again. Looking up at him. 

“Get on your fucking knees Ms. Price.” he demands, jaw clenched.

“I can’t” I whimper, tears rolling out the sides of my eyes.

“NOW” his voices booms and I cry turning over slowly.

Before I can push up onto my hands and knees to assume my position again, he strikes me again, over my ass as I lay on my stomach. I cry out. 

He does it again, right after. Then again. And then again, one more time as I sob and beg. I hear the belt fall to the floor and I clutch the couch cushion as I hear him groan and put his knee onto the couch on the other side of me, his other foot still on the floor. He’s grunting and I feel his cock push over my ass, between my cheeks, and he groans even louder, and I feel his hot cum, start to shoot all over my ass. I feel it hit the raw skin that stings and burns. I whimper as he finishes and then curses.

I feel him lean over me, his mouth kisses my shoulder. i tremble turning my head, he kisses my temple then pushes up off me. 

“Stay right there.” he says quietly and moves off me and I listen to him walk away. I bite my lip and close my eyes.I’d never been spanked with a belt. It hurt more than I’d expected, whether it felt good or not, I still liked it. I liked when he treated me how he wanted, took what he wanted, did exactly what he wanted.

When he came back he brought a warm, soft wet wash cloth and cleaned his mess from my ass and lower back. 

After he was done cleaning me, he knelt beside me on the couch, on the floor and I looked at him. 

He leaned in and kissed me softly, and wiped the wet streaks on my cheeks from my tears, and kissed them. His hand gently caressing my lower back. 

My breath was shaky, still trembling slightly. He moved down, scooting his knees on the floor, till they brought him to my ass. I jerked slightly when his hand touched it gently. 

“Shh” he says. “I’m not going to hurt you now.”

I feel his mouth start to kiss my skin, his lips pressing gently on the burning skin, he kisses each welt carefully, over every part of me that’s red. 

He continues this for quite awhile, and then his kisses the middle of the small of my back and stands. He grabs my hand and I stand up off the couch. He looks down at me. 

“Let’s go to bed.” he says raising a hand to my face gently and leans down and kisses me. I nod. He takes me hand and guides me to the elevator, and we go up to his room.

He pulls the covers back, I slip in. As he slips the covers up over me. I wince, even the light fabric brushing over my skin irritates the marks he’s left. He lowers the blanket below my ass. 

He walks around to his side of the bed, and crawls in and slips under the covers and then pulls me into him carefully, gently. He cradles my head on his shoulder, as I slip my arm around him, lifting my leg over one of his as he lays on his back. His hand slips up and down my back and he kisses the top of my head. 

We say nothing, my eyes flutter close. Sleep takes me. 

___

When I wake up it’s morning and Julien isn’t in bed. I roll out of bed and walk into the closet and look for something to throw on. I also take a look in the mirror at my ass, I run my fingertips over the the spots of broken blood vessels that appear red and a pink on my ass. I press my fingers to the spots and bite my lip and wince, the skin still tender.

I realize while looking for something simple to wear, all I have are fancy dresses and office clothes, and lingerie. I make a note to tell Julien he needs to buy me lounging clothes since he refused to let me keep any of my old clothes. 

I walk to his side of the closet and pull one of his shirts from the hanger, it’s just a white long sleeved dress shirt. I slip it on and button the bottom half as it hangs below my ass and walk out towards the elevator. 

I go down in the elevator to the bottom floor and don’t find him, so I go to the second floor, that I’ve yet to be on. I shake my head thinking of how crazy it is that I live in a place that I haven’t seen all of yet. 

I step off the elevator and he looks up when the doors open, he’s sitting at a desk on the phone. His eyes scan me from my head to my toes and I walk over quietly. He puts his phone on speaker, and sets the phone down. Another man’s voice coming through the phone, and he’s discussing something to do with the business and work. He pushes back from his desk a little and I walk around, both of us smiling a little. 

As Julien responds to the man, carrying on their conversation he turns me around and flips up the back of his shirt. I place my hands on his desk, he caresses my ass gently , as he looks at the marks he left on me. When he’s done talking, he kisses them softly, just like he did last night, and his hand slides between my legs, gliding up my inner thigh. My breath hitches as his hand cups my sex, and then his fingers push between my lips and rub my clit. I let out an exhale keeping myself quiet as the guy speaks over the phone. 

Juliens fingers slide along my pussy, and then up into me. I let out a gasp and bite my lips together as his fingers fuck me slowly, his tongue licking at my wounds, tracing the marks he left. I yelp when his teeth bite at my ass. A spot that’s not already sore, but will be now. 

“Julien?” I hear the guy on the other end of the phone say as Julien’s fingers move in and out of me faster. I pant quietly.

“Yes?” Julien responds.

The guy on the other end of the line sighs.

“Do you have a girl there with you?” they ask.

Julien spanks me with his hand and I yelp loudly and then moan when his fingers go faster.

The guy on the other end laughs. “Jesus christ. Do you need me to call you back?” he asks. 

“I can multi task” Julien says as I let out another moan. “Just getting my fingers wet is all.” he says to the guy.

“Call me when you’re done.” the guy says.

Julien reaches for the phone, picks it up and hangs it up. 

“Morning baby” he groans. Already dressed in a three piece suit, but his jacket on the back of his chair, he stands and his fingers slide out of me. I turn around and look at him as he unbuttons his sleeves and rolls them up.

I reach for his pants and undo them as I lower myself to my knees. He grins watching me sit on my feet as I pull down his pants.

He stands there as I lower his pants and briefs, his cock springing out of his pants, already hard, my mouth watering to make it even harder. 

My tongue glides up over his balls, and along his shaft as my hands slip up the front of his thighs and to his hips where I place my hands and hold on as I take him into my mouth.

“Mmm” he groans, I look up and he’s smiling watching my mouth take every inch of him in and out. I bury him in my mouth and hold him there and he grunts, his hands reaching for my messy morning hair, he pulls it back into one of his hands, keeping my hair out of my face, and he holds it as he starts to thrust in and out of my mouth. 

I choke and moan on his cock , he pulls it out , watching my wet mouth gaso for a breath before shoving himself back in and making me take it faster, his cock plunging into the back of my throat , I grip his hips harder and his phone rings on his desk. He groans. He pulls me by my hair, dragging me across the floor on my knees and sits in his chair and I put my mouth back where it belongs, sucking him hungrily, my mouth slurping and choking, making wet noises that make him groan and then he picks up his phone.

“Hello?” he says sounding frustrated.

My mouth works faster, my hand around his cock, moving with my mouth.

“Fine.” He grumbles, his one hand on the back of my head, pushing me down, making me gag harder on his dick. 

“yes” he says and I look up at him, his eyes on me and he grins when I look up.

“No” he says to the person on the other end, answering a series of questions.

“Not unless the bastard wants to lose a fortune in court.” He grunts and his nose twitches as I pop my mouth off of his cock and hold out my tongue, licking over it, my spit stretching from the head of his cock to my tongue as I pull it away from his hard cock. I spit on it and he groans.

“Yes, fine. Continue” he groans and throws it on speaker again and puts down the phone. He pulls me up and stands, lifting me onto his desk. I bite my lip feeling my sore ass press to the desk and spread my legs, as he grins and puts his cock against my pussy, and slides in. My mouth falls open and I lean back on my hands, spreading my legs wider and he looks at me as the voice continues.

I flinch when I realize it’s Veronica. 

“You know Daddy has just as much money as you do.” She says.

Julien grabs my waist and starts to fuck me faster, harder, his cock hitting me deep, making me pant. 

"Except he gives a shit about money, I don’t.” Julien snarls looking at me,

“Bullshit” Veronica says over the line.

She’s silent for a moment and Julien continues to fuck me. I let out a tiny moan, his dress shirt I’m wearing slipping to one side exposing one of my breasts, he lifts his hands and smacks it down over my breast. I gasp and moan. He does it again.

“Are you fucking right now?” Veronica huffs.

“Yes. I’m buried deep Inside of the cunt you had your face buried in last night.” he says with a grin at me, I grin back.

She huffs over the line. 

“I had a good time last night.” she says.

Julien laughs at her and keeps fucking me. 

“I’m serious. We should do it again. Just you and me.” she purrs over the line.

I jerk my head sideways and glare at the phone. 

“She can hear you. You’re on speaker” Julien says.

“You touch him and I’ll murder you in your tacky bedroom while you sleep.” I snap.

Julien gives a laugh and drills me harder. I moan and look at him, he’s grinning and he enjoys my threatening bunny boiler Veronica. 

“Fine. Then the three of us.” she says sighing. “I can even come over right now.” she says.

“I have no use for you Veronica....unless I want to lose an erection...only then do I think of you” he says his voice angry as he looks down at my pussy, his dick slamming into me. I let out a loud moan. 

“You’re so full of it J” she says. “We both know there’s something there...always has been...passion...” she says.

I shoot the phone a glare again, and reach over and push it off the desk, and it crashes to the floor and Julien laughs and picks me up from his desk and puts me against the glass window, floor to ceiling, just like the other floors. 

I wrap my legs around him and he drives up into me, making me jerk against the glass. 

“Fuck me” I whimper.

“That’s what I’m doing Ms. Price” he snarls.

“Harder” I  pant, my hands on his shoulders, his hands on my ass.

He gives me a hard and dirty kiss, our mouths panting loudly, he thrusts harder and I feel my heart beat quicker, feeling like it might come out of my chest. 

I cry out his name and he grunts, both of us cumming together again, I arch my back and his mouth goes to my neck as he jerks his hips, filling me again with his cum. I breathe heavily, panting , my body trembling and he lowers me slowly, letting his cock slip from my pussy. 

“Go shower and take a nice long bath. I have some work to do, that I need to get done, and I can’t focus with you around me.” he grins, lifting his hand to my cheek and then kisses my forehead. I smile as he grins and bends over pulling his pants up. 

“How’s your ass?” he smirks.

i cock my eyebrow. “Sore”

He licks his lips. “Did you enjoy it last night?” 

“I think so.” I say and bite my lip. He pulls me to him, close to his chest, looking down at me , snaking his one arm around my upper back holding me to him, the other reaches down, lifting my shirt, his other hand holding it up so my ass is revealed. His hand rubs it.

“You think so?” he asks.

I nod. 

His hand leaves my ass and then comes down on it hard. I jump but he holds me to him.

“ow, fuck” I wince and look at him, a devilish grin plays at his lips as he spanks me again , I jump again.

“You’re going to learn to love it Jenna” his voice commands.

i tremble in his arms, and he spanks me again, harder. I yelp and whimper, squirming in his arms. 

“God damnit” he growls, his jaw tightening and he grabs my arms and spins me and throws me down over his desk, pinning both of my wrists to my lower back he holds them and I squirm, his hand comes down hard and I jump up onto my tip toes and pant fast and heavy waiting for the next one. It comes down on me, making a loud cracking noise, stinging my welts, and he slaps it again. I hear him groan and then he’s moving behind me and I whimper listening to him fumble with his belt, the slip of the leather as it comes off.

“Julien” I gasp “No” I try to push up and he pushes me back down hard,

“Stay still, and don’t you ever fucking tell me no” he growls.

“Hands on the fucking desk” he says, releasing my wrists. I obey him and place my hands on the desk, flat, trembling, my entire body shaking in fear of his belt.

“Do you know how hard my cock got, seeing you cry last night?” he groans.

I jump feeling the belt drag over my lower back and down over my ass. I jump and scream when it cracks, coming down on the desk beside me, making me jump even though it didn’t hit me. 

I whimper. “Please” I curl my fingers. “Don’t” 

The belt lashes hard across my ass.

My legs buckle from the pain and he groans. 

“I love that you pretend you don’t love me fucking using you.” he groans.

The belt hits me again, over one of the welts from last night, right below my ass cheek , on the sensitive skin. The tears come. 

“Please” my voice trembles. He’s only half right, I do love him using me, but I’m not sure I like this, the feeling of my skin breaking, stinging this bad.

My foot kicks back and I scream in pain as he hits the exact same spot again. 

The belt cracks again, again , again. I swear my vision goes black from the amount of pain, and I lose track of how many times he struck me after 6. They came fast, and hard. One after the other, until I actually slid from the desk and to the floor crying. 

“Get up” he says. “I’m not done.” his voice is dark and I look up at him. 

“Julien” I tremble and shake my head.

His eyes slowly go from dark and vicious to something less than and reaches down, I flinch when he grabs my arms to pulls me up.

“Baby” he says gently. I look at him and then let him help me up. He wraps me in his arms to his chest and kisses the top of my head as I sniffle and tremble.

“I don’t like it.” I sniffle, my voice quiet.

He hugs me tighter. I can feel his dick, hard in his pants, and I feel my stomach churn at the fact he really does get off hurting me, making me cry. 

“I don’t mind a little bit of pain...but..” I say quietly.

He hushes me and strokes my hair. 

“I won’t do it again.” he says.

I push back slightly to look up at him. 

“Are you mad at me?” I ask, my eyes watery, my cheeks wet.

His brows pinch. “No.” he says quickly. “Why the fuck would I be mad at you?” 

“Because I can’t give you what you like” I say.

He cups my face. “Do I like spanking you with the belt? Yes. I do. But that enjoyment comes from thinking you want it too. I was wrong. I thought I knew what you really wanted. That you wanted me to make you take it. Like...when we first had sex in my office.” he says. 

“Are you going to...make me leave?” I say. His eyes go wide.

“Fuck no.” he says shaking his head.

“You are not going anywhere.” he says and kisses my lips and looks at me. “got it?”

I nod. 

“I’m not totally against it ya know...the belt...I just...it’s something I have to be warmed up to...you can’t just...leave me with welts straight off the bat.” I say.

His lips turn up and he nods. “That’s fair” 

“I want a word.” I say. “A safe word.”

He licks his lips. He denied me one before, so sure he knew what I wanted and needed, the exact kind of girl I was. 

He nods. 

“Just like a traffic light....red for stop....yellow for...take it easy.” I say and he smiles.

He nods. 

“I’m sorry” he says looking me in the eyes.

I nod. “I know.” 

“I will do nothing but eat your pussy for the rest of the week, the rest of the month, the rest of the fucking year to make it up to you.” he says and smiles.

“So you’re going to punish me?” I say.

He raises an eyebrow. “That a punishment?”

“It is if I cant have your cock in me” I say and he grins.

He kisses my nose. 

He takes me to the bathroom, he cleans my ass, the skin having broke in a few spots, and tells me to shower, and then relax in the bath. 

As I slip into the bath after my shower I look around his grand bathroom and can’t help but feel like Julia Roberts in pretty woman. With the bubbles all around me covering me up to my shoulders. And I wonder if I’m a hooker just like her, living with some rich man I just met, that buys me a brand new wardrobe. I decide I am not a hooker, because I didn’t ask for , nor did I want all those things. I laugh to myself as I sink myself under the bubbles and come back up with them all over my face and wipe them away.