Page 27 of His Private Assistant

“It’s time for your reward, princess,” he muttered, and I felt a flutter in the pit of my stomach.

"Princess?" I repeated, and he gave me a small smile while he moved his hand to my neck.

"Yes." He nodded slightly. "My precious, beautiful, well-behaved princess." He slowly wrapped his hand around my throat, and I gulped. He didn’t put pressure on my windpipes, yet I felt absolutely at his mercy. If he squeezed his hand, he could choke me. "Or you could be a self-centred, spoiled brat who needs to be disciplined."

A sly grin settled on my lips because of the playful glint in his eyes.

"I’m a good girl," I stated innocently while he grazed his thumb along my lower lip.

"We'll see, my little liar." He winked, pulling away.

I was eagerly watching his every move when he opened the door to the closet. I saw at least fifteen suits, which meant that he was very often in this hotel. I would say the man, like him, had a giant mansion full of servants. Yet, here he was, living in the hotel room.

He took out a black tie and turned around. I shivered in anticipation when he smiled at me.

"You look excited," he pointed out, and I bit my lip to stop a wide grin from spreading across my face. “Don’t do it, princess. I want to see you smile."

He came back to me, showing me the black piece of a very fine fabric. It was soft and cold.

"I will tie your arms together with this," he announced, motioning for me to give him my hands. He tied them tightly, making a big perfect bow on top of my wrists.

I giggled, feeling as if I was slowly falling for him with every passing second. Not because of his amazing sense of detail but because he cared for me. He explained his every move, every action, and he wanted to know how I was feeling. He was interested in me, and I hadn’t felt so wanted in an unbelievably long time.

His whole attention was on me. His phone didn’t stop vibrating on the nightstand, but he didn’t look at it. Not even once. As busy as he was, it granted me great pleasure to know that he’d prioritised me, his PA, above anything and anybody else.

"Lie down, princess," he demanded, and I moved to the left side of the bed, where he motioned for me to position myself. I lay down flat on my back, burying my head in the comfortable cushions, waiting for him to continue. "Bend your knees and spread your legs as much as you can."

I frowned, not quite sure what he wanted from me.

"Bend your knees," he repeated gently, and I did it. He grabbed both of my ankles, holding them in place. "Now, move your knees toward the mattress." He let go of my feet, allowing me to spread my legs wider. I was so focused on the position he wanted me in that I totally forgot about being completely naked. He gave my wet pussy a quick glance, smirking.

"Put your hands above your head." His stern voice brought me back to reality. For a second, I was dreaming about him fucking the life out of me.

"I want you to stay like this until I’m done with you," he stated, and I felt fear settle in my chest. My thighs already hurt. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay in that position for more than two minutes.

He put his hand on my knee, moving it leisurely up. I had to fight with myself not to press my thighs together. My muscles swiftly started to give up.

"Relax your legs, princess," he said softly, and I gave him a confused but grateful look. "You’re not trained. I only wanted to show you why you need to exercise if you want to continue in this." Instantly, I stretched my legs, feeling relief.

"Your thighs will remain open," he ordered. "You deserve your reward, and I’ll give you another experience." He headed to the closet again. I saw him shuffle through some stuff, and when he turned around to face me, I gasped. He had a riding crop in his right hand. I thought the time for punishments was over.

"Calm down, princess. It’s just a precaution." He chuckled lightly, and I exhaled deeply. "You’re a good girl, right?" He raised one of his brows at me, and I relaxed a little.

"Yes, sir," I confirmed with a slight nod.

"Great. So, " he paused for a moment, roaming my body with his crystal blue eyes, "I’m sure you’ve already noticed that I’m strict about my rules."

"Yes, sir," I muttered, watching him as he grazed his index finger down my abdomen, near my belly button and my mound.

"And I want you to understand that even though this is a reward, if you don’t follow my orders, I’ll punish you," he warned in a firm voice, staring directly into my eyes.

"I understand, sir," I declared with sincerity. I was well aware of the danger that my ass was in if I didn’t satisfy him.

"Tell me your safe word," he commanded, stepping closer to my head.

"Bastian," I breathed, trembling in excitement.

"Very good, princess," he purred, and his expression softened. "We can finally start."

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