Lend Lease: The Leash and the Landlord Part 3 (Billionaire BDSM Erotic Romance)

By Violette Springs

Description:
As months pass, the enigmatic Matthew Cain becomes utterly in love with Catherine Clark. Balancing her role as slave and lover, she feels there is little to disrupt their growing bond. During a trip to a fundraiser, the pair encounter Cain’s business rival, Robert Thorn. The ruthless businessman is eager to strong arm Cain into an unfavorable business deal. Worse, Thorn has linked up with Cain’s ex-lover, Maria Chambers.

Flawlessly beautiful, intelligent, and charismatic, Maria is everything Catherine is not. Her history as Matthew’s lover, slave, and erotic teacher goes back his youth. This specter from Matthew’s past threatens both his business empire and his romantic life. Brought to the bartering table by his ex-lover, Matthew bargains with the devil himself, Thorn. Catherine fears that Thorn and Maria plot to destroy Cain. Her fears are not when Thorn lends Maria to Cain as to see their business deal to fruition.

Tensions arise when Maria stays over at the mansion. Catherine fears that she will seduce him and lower his guard. Yet, she comes to understand the true nature of Maria’s relationship with Thorn and why she left Matthew in the first place. There is more to this sultry rival than meets the eye. Will Catherine repeat the same mistakes as Maria did with Matthew? Can the trust between Catherine and Matthew survive this test? And what part does the devious Robert Thorn play in this?

EXPICIT: This 19,500 word story contains graphic BDSM imagery such as bondage, caning, exhibitionism, spanking, public humiliation, and role playing. This total power exchange may be too intense and vivid for some to handle!

EXCERPT:
Soon, Matthew eyed my dress. He brought his gaze upon my lap. His eyes seemed like teeth being raked over the flesh of my legs. “Do you like what you see, master?”

He gave me a simple command. “Slave, spread your legs.”

I did as commanded. “Legs spread, master.”

“Caress yourself.”

For a moment, I did nothing. It seemed so bizarre. I was being asked to masturbate before my lover in a limousine. Our driver was only separated from us by a glass pane. We would arrive at a fundraiser in an hour. For a moment, I debated whether or not to obey him. Then, I did as my master commanded. “As you wish.”

I slid my panties down my legs to my ankles. I spread my legs even further to give him a better view. As usual, Matthew’s face was a blank slate. However, I had learned his tells and peccadilloes. It was natural for a woman to know every little detail about her lover. I knew he was enjoying this from the arch of his foot and the gentle rasp of his knuckles against his leg.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Violette Springs
• Release date: Feb 1, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311372741

Violette Springs

Violette Springs is a semi-professional pool player who midnights as a writer of erotic and romantic fiction. She lives in the New England and enjoys long walks. When she isn't writing, she's sharpening her pool cue. She loves to hear from her fans. Contact her at: [e-mail]

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Lend Lease: The Leash and the Landlord

By Violette Springs

Text Copyrighted 2013 Violette Springs

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The characters featured in this story are fictional with no relation with any persons alive or dead. All sexual encounters depicted in this story are fictional. Please use proper protection and good judgment in your sexual encounters.

Lend Lease: The Leash and the Landlord

By Violette Springs

Table of Contents:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter One

With a surgeon’s precision, I applied lipstick to my ripe lips. It was a deep red that made me look as if I had sipped blood. It gave me a rather mature appearance that wasn’t necessarily unwelcomed. More importantly, it matched my red dress. I had to make sure I looked perfect tonight. Or as perfect as a broke college dropout who works as a billionaire’s mistress could be.

The dress itself was a work of art. It accentuated my build while being very comfortable to wear. The neckline was low enough to be enticing without being too trashy. A slit to the side exposed a good deal of leg. I could see the detailed silk stitching in my reflection. This dress was a work of art. I felt like I had torn the Mona Lisa off its frame and wrapped it around my body. I had never worn something so mature or sophisticated.

You’re taking too long, Cathy, my sister groaned. Rolling my eyes, I continued to apply some eye shadow. The limo is going to be here any moment.

You can’t rush these things, Mary, I replied. Even if she didn’t realize it, the girl was becoming a young woman. Unfortunately, she was beginning her rebellious adolescent phase. You’ll understand when you get older. Especially if you find a boy you like. Besides, you’re staying here and working on that project for school. The sitter will be here soon and I want you at your best behavior.

I’m all grown up, Mary grumbled, lips puffing up to pout. I could see her folding her arms from her reflection in the mirror. I would find it cute if I was in the right mood. They’re called babysitters for a reason and I’m no baby.

I’ll be the judge of that, I said rather sternly, perhaps more than I intended. It felt so strange being the parent. When our parents were alive, I always chaffed under their rules and curfews. I felt like I was some princess in a tower kept under lock and key until I left for college. Now, I’m probably even stricter with my sister than they were with me. She’s the only family I have left and I won’t allow her to come under harm. It’s funny how life works out. You behave for the sitter. She’s very famous. She even attended a famous nanny school in Germany. Matthew recommended her to me.

Like they need schools to teach people how to be nannies, she grumbled. I had to chuckle at that. So where are you going exactly with Matthew? I heard it was a big party.

I felt a brush of fur and flesh against my ankle. I looked down and smiled at the sight of my rather chubby cat. Bambi, yes that was his name, was a gift to my sister. The poor thing had been fur and bones when I brought it home from the animal shelter. She had fattened Bambi up in no time. Mary had originally wanted a fawn. I thought a brown cat with white spots was a good compromise.

Normally, I would have been forced to put the cat out with my trash in the back. The apartment I lived in didn’t allow any pets. Even goldfish were frowned upon. Poor Bambi would be left without a home.

However, I had received special treatment compared to the other tenants. It helped when your boyfriend owns the place. Well, that isn’t exactly true. He just happened to be a reclusive billionaire real estate tycoon who happens to own a quarter of the city I lived in. Not to mention that I am using boyfriend in the loosest sense.

Matthew Cain had always been an enigma to me. On some days, he was my dotting boyfriend. No treat was out of reach and no luxury was too expensive for him to bestow upon me. It was a fairy tale romance that had come true. Between his toned musculature and proud features, the handsome Mr. Cain might as well have been a storybook hero. He was a knight in business attire. In his arms, I felt like a queen with a nation at her beck and call.

Then, there was the other Matthew Cain. This man was cruel with a deep need to control me. My mind and body were his playthings. During our nights together, there was end to the depths of his malice. Nor was there was a limit to my gluttony for punishment. We would drive each other further and further into depravity. He would repulse me with his lust for control only for his sorrowful, piercing blue eyes to compel me to return.

Out of desperation, I had agreed to be his slave. He would ensure my sister and I lived a comfortable life. In exchange, I would obey his every command. Matthew would punish me by tool or his hand for the slightest infraction. Soon, I came to enjoy the decadent nights we spent together. A part of me knew that this could only go for so long. Yet, there was a genuine attraction between us. Matthew would reward me with the softness of his glance or the lingering sensation of an intimate kiss ever so often. Whatever would happen in the future, I always knew our lives were forever interwoven.

It’s more of a charity, I answered