Temptation: a billionaire erotic romance by Christine Elliott Page A

before.  Especially now that she had had a taste of it.
    “But a slave is completely her master’s.”  He tapped the glass with a finger.  “She makes one, big decision at the beginning of the relationship to give herself over completely to her master.  After that, she makes no more decisions—her whole life belongs to her master.  She has no rights or power, Serena.  Being a slave is much more serious commitment.”
    He turned to her.
    “So far I have treated you as a submissive, Serena.  I have been kind, I have given you breaks, I have made sure to have your permission before everything.  I wanted to give you a taste of what you will get before you commit to me.  That is your right.  But if you become my slave, you lose every right.  You become my toy.  There will be no breaks, no permission.  If I am kind to you, it is because it pleases me, not because you deserve it.  You deserve nothing in a slave relationship.  I may do to you whatever I please, whenever I please, wherever I please.”
    Serena’s heart beat fast during his speech.  She was exhilarated at the thought.  She was shocked at how much it captivated and consumed her, the idea of being nothing more than this man’s toy.  But she knew it was the only thing in the world she wanted to do.  She wanted to be a slave.
    “Do you trust me, Serena?”
    “Yes,” she whispered, unable to stop herself.
    “Then are you sure?”  Val approached and ran a finger across her lips, appreciating the curves of them.  “Are you sure you want to be my slave?  I can call on you to do anything Serena, anything at all, and you must do it.  I can use whips, restraints, even canes on you.  I can share you with my friends or even strangers, let them fuck you or own you or do whatever they want to you.  I can do anything to you, anything at all, except for things listed in the contract.”
    Serena’s resolve was shaken a bit at the sheer magnitude of the things she could be called to do, but she still knew that she wanted him.  She always wanted Val now.  And, despite how much she wanted to deny it, the idea of Val fucking her with whips and restraints made her wet even now.
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Don’t just tell me yes.”  He leaned down, putting his face only a few inches from hers.  He teased her with his plump lips and sweet breath, knowing she wouldn’t dare lean forward and kiss despite how much she wanted to.  “Tell me you’re absolutely sure you wish to become my slave.  This is your one, big decision.  After this, there is no going back.  If you agree to this, you are mine.  Your body is mine, your mind is mine, your whole life is mine.  Are you sure?”
    Serena wavered, suddenly unsure now that it had come down to this ultimatum.  She imagined all the scenarios he had mentioned before.  Her on her knees, sucking a stranger’s cock just because Val had ordered her to.  Her spread across the bed being whipped with the black leather whip on the wall, totally helpless and open to him.  Her restrained from the hook on the ceiling, blindfolded and being fucked from behind.
    Instantly, she knew the answer.  Of course she trusted him, of course she did.  She trusted him beyond everything.  It wasn’t about the money anymore,  was it?  It was all about Val and the things he was able to do to her.  The way he could bring out her dark, secret side with just a smolder from his green eyes or a crack of his whip. 
    There was no choice.  She was his.  Totally his.
    “I’m sure, Sir,” she whispered.
    He smiled.
    “Good,” he said, pulling away and grabbing the glasses.  He poured them each a drink.  “Let’s drink to it then, Serena.  Let’s make your slavery official.”
    He handed her a glass and drank his in one swift swig.  Serena paused, the edge of her glass freezing only a moment away from her lips.  Val noticed and a storm cloud passed over his expression.
    “What’s wrong, Serena?” asked Val