Page 75 of The Billionaire

His question snapped me out of my daydream.

“I don’t know?”

“Okay, how about Oxford.”

“Okay. Oxford.” I said slowly taking another sip of my champagne as I looked down to my left hand resting on my lap.

“Remember, we are here to get to know each other in a deeper way. Nothing else. Look at it like an art museum.”

“Okay.”

“Admire the beauty, and if anything inspires you…well, let me know.” A smile grew on those gorgeous pouty lips of his and I couldn’t help but smile and lean in and give him a kiss.

Minutes later we finished our drink, as Shelly would say, we got our pre-party on, and the door opened. I was escorted out of the limo and was immediately in awe of the surrounding beauty. A full moon, in all of its’ glory and shine sparkled and illuminated the sparkles on the water. A light sea breeze danced across my face.

“Would you look at that?”

“Harvest moon.” The moon was orange and I’d never seen it look so pure, so crisp.

The scent of fresh flowers tickled my nose and I decided right then and there, I’d never in my life forget the smell. I closed my eyes and inhaled. Once I opened my eyes, I noticed we were on a cliff of some sort. I didn’t realize how high above elevation we were.

Kyle’s arm looped my own and he led the way.

My black Jimmy Choos clanked faintly on the stone driveway. I was careful not to get my heel stuck in the perfectly manicured grass that grew in the inches between the cracks.

Flickering lights from tiki torches lit the path to a glass two story, modern mini mansion. People beautifully dressed, wearing masks, dancing, talking, and engaging in all kinds of sexual behavior. From where I stood, there was not a room in sight that appeared to be off limits, a private area. Not a single drape, curtain, blind, or heck, damn ficus tree from what I could gather in my seconds of pure anxiety. Everything was seen out in the open. The blinking strobe lights on the top floor allowed a distinct barrier between the two floors. It did not even appear that the second story floors even had a covering, they were glass too.

I saw everything as clear as day and I felt like an adrenaline bomb went off.

No privacy. How would I ever enjoy exploring with Kyle in front of others?

“It’s all glass.” I said in a slight panic.

He nodded. “Uh hmm.”

“I’m sure…I’m sure, surely there are some sort of barriers for privacy?”

“I guess we’ll have to see.” He squeezed my hip in a loving gesture.

He tried to lead me but I didn’t move. I was frozen in shock from the vision before me.

Judging by first glance, there appeared to be over fifty or so people so far dressed like they were at the Oscars, while a dozen or so were in lingerie, and a few already naked in various acts. Downstairs looked like one giant party, but upstairs, well, that’s where I saw machines I’d never seen before and from the looks of it, it seemed to be the bondage wing.

Bondage.

I saw one woman in the far left corner constricted on some sort ofa machine that had a dildo attached pulsing in and out of her as another woman teased her pleasure center with a toy. A man in a white suit held clamps in his hand while teasing her nipples before finally snapping one on.

I squinted my eyes and saw her head going back in forth and her body bucking.

“Did…did you see that?”

I felt like a giant boulder weighing a hundred pounds dropped into my stomach and settled at the bottom, refusing to ever go away. And I stopped once again and placed my hand over the lower part of my stomach trying to soothe the faint and nausea feeling.

And then, in the same breath, a buzzing desire suddenly bubbled up in me, raising up the giant boulder of nerves, dissolving it into desire, longing, curiosity.

“See what? Are you ready? There will be lots to see, trust me.” He laughed and pulled me tighter.

The closer we stepped to the home, I could no longer see the entire view of the house anymore, taking in the room for room spectacular scenes.

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