My heart races as I gaze into Alexander’s intense eyes.“Your punishment, my love, is something you’ll remember.” He whispers, his voice laced with a mix of dominance and desire, making it clear who’s in control.He steps closer, his presence commanding my full attention. His fingers reach out to trace my jawline before lifting my chin, making me meet his intense gaze. “You wanted to let her win, didn’t you, my love?” He whispers, causing my eyes to widen in shock.“How did you know?”A smug smile spreads across his face as he responds, “I know everything about you, my wife.”“I just wanted to let her win because of her birthday.” I admit.“Such a generous heart you have, love. But rules are rules, and you know you must be punished.” He leans in, his lips brushing against mine, teasing me, and then he captures my lips in a passionate kiss.I respond to his kiss, savouring the taste of his lips and the anticipation of what he has in store for me. As our mouths blend, his hand travels do
Alice's P.O.V.He glances at his wristwatch and looks up at me, causing me to close my eyes in terror right away. "Please pardon my tardiness, sir. I just dozed off because I had a headache, and when I awoke, I rushed to your room. I'm sorry-" "Just shut the fuck up." As he thunders, slamming his hands on the table, I flinch. "Open your eyes." I immediately open my eyes in response to his order. He continues, glaring at me, and I lower my gaze. "I will punish you for being late."I return my gaze to him and beg frantically, "Please don't punish me. I'll be on time next time. It is just that-"He warns me in a commanding tone, cutting my words. "If next time you speak without my permission, I'll shut you up with my dick." My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. A few hours agoI'm Alice Clark. I'm twenty and have been working as a maid for the Wilson family since my mother died a year ago. Accepting my mother's death and then beginning to work as a maid to settle my mother's debt
Edward's P.O.V.I stand in the shower and the warm water cascades down my body. As my submissive lavishes me with an amazing blowjob, my moans of pleasure fill the air. I don't recall her name, since it doesn't matter, because she is nothing more than a slave to me, whose job it is to obey me no matter what. She is on her knees in front of me, her wrists bound with ankles behind her back. I take pleasure in contorting her body into uncomfortable positions.I push her away from me once she has satisfied me. I wash myself, shut off the shower, and then I stoop to free her limbs. She rises to her feet and rushes to the closet to retrieve my bathrobe. She comes up behind me and slips the bathrobe on me.I like how she follows every rule I make, but I've had enough of her now as she's been my slave for two weeks. I can't tolerate seeing the same girl's face for over a week, thus I often change my submissive.They're my maids, my slaves, my property, and I have the authority to do whateve
I reach the servant room no. 5. As I push open the door, a shard of paper lands on my face, causing me to scowl. What the fuck! How dare anybody hurl something at me like that? The person responsible for this action has shown great disrespect towards me.I open my mouth to shout, but stop as I catch sight of a young woman.She is more than just a girl; she is a divine creation. Her features are truly divine and her blue oceanic eyes have the power to hypnotise anyone on Earth. A white hair band elegantly secures her hair in a bun, and I think she is wearing a black coat over her maid's uniform, which reaches her knees."God! Please protect Mia from sir, because that girl took a risk because of me. I'm hoping he doesn't figure out our ruse. I'm so tense that I can't even sketch." While prattling with herself, she tears another page from her file and hurls it into the corner of the room, which is already crammed with crumpled papers. Thank God it didn't land on me this time. I sig
Alexander's P.O.V. I'm in my study, with a cigarette between my lips, my head on the chair, and my eyes closed. I inhale the smoke into my lungs by taking a deep breath before pulling out the cigarette from my mouth by holding it between my index and middle fingers. The smoke dribbles out of my mouth as I exhale.It feels so good for a second as it relaxes my mind. I take a few puffs, and then my phone rings, disturbing me. My eyes open and I flick off the ash by tapping in the middle of the cigarette before grinding its stub into the ashtray. I pick up the phone from the table and glance at the caller's ID. It's Edward's call. My brother, and the only person whom I care for after my father. I'm heartless for the rest of the world except for them. They are people for whom I can die with a smile. Edward is three years younger than me, but it doesn't matter. We both treat this fucking world with equal savagery. We keep everyone under our feet and are so powerful that we can rule th
Alice's P.O.V. Shit! Why didn't I stop him?Why did I let him touch me?Why didn't I resist? His touch, his proximity, and his husky masculine voice turned me on like nothing else. I'm still feeling an intense sensation between my thighs. When he fondled my buttocks, my core throbbed to be touched by him. What is going on with me? In my entire life, I have never felt what I felt today with him. He drove me insane with his mere touch. I didn't even move when he instructed me to stay still because of the intensity of his authoritative voice.When he bent over me, his breath caressed my neck and directly sent shivers between my legs. Never in my life have I experienced such feelings. Then I turned towards him and didn't dare to look into his eyes because I was too bashful and terrified to do so, but deep down, I wanted to look at his face. I could feel his intense gaze on my body, which was burning my body.Lily was correct when she said that any woman would enjoy serving as the Wi
Alice's P.O.V.I come to my quarter with a smile on my face because Edward Sir forgave me and didn't punish me. I thought wrong about him. He is not a monster. However, my smile disappears as I recall Alexander Sir has made me his submissive. Although I like what he did to me, I am experiencing anxiety because all this is new to me. No man ever touched my body like him before. It's pointless to ponder about it because I can't get away from it. I just hope Aunt Rosy never gets to know about this. Mia enters the room, perplexed. Did Edward punish her? "Are you fine, Mia?" I approach her and enquire, holding her shoulders.She looks at me and answers, "He punishes me, and I like it." "What did he do?" I arch my brows at her."He spanked me, and I became so wet." Her eyelashes move down in shyness.Alexander Sir only gave me one swat today, but it was enough to ignite my body with a fire of carnal urges, proving that spanking is a turn-on. "Did he punish you?" As she enquires, I sha
When I walk into Alexander Sir's room, I'm struck by a feeling of joy as I think of a way to avoid his punishment.I can apologise to him in the same way that I did to Edward Sir earlier. Perhaps he will also pardon me as he did.Sir is sitting on the sofa in front of the table. I'm seeing him properly for the first time. This man is God's sexiest creation. His features are flawless.My God, he is so handsome.I want to run my hands through his dishevelled, dark-brown hair. His ocean-like blue eyes undoubtedly beckon me to be drawn into them.Our eyes have the same colour.My heart races as the first few buttons on his white shirt are undone, revealing his bare chest. Even just a glimpse of him makes me feel hot. I'm drawn to the tattoo on his forearm: 'BORN TO RULE' is inked between the wings. I feel the urge to stroke it because I find it pretty fascinating. His forearm and hand veins make him even hotter.Shit! What is wrong with me? Instead of getting lost in him, I must apologise
My heart races as I gaze into Alexander’s intense eyes.“Your punishment, my love, is something you’ll remember.” He whispers, his voice laced with a mix of dominance and desire, making it clear who’s in control.He steps closer, his presence commanding my full attention. His fingers reach out to trace my jawline before lifting my chin, making me meet his intense gaze. “You wanted to let her win, didn’t you, my love?” He whispers, causing my eyes to widen in shock.“How did you know?”A smug smile spreads across his face as he responds, “I know everything about you, my wife.”“I just wanted to let her win because of her birthday.” I admit.“Such a generous heart you have, love. But rules are rules, and you know you must be punished.” He leans in, his lips brushing against mine, teasing me, and then he captures my lips in a passionate kiss.I respond to his kiss, savouring the taste of his lips and the anticipation of what he has in store for me. As our mouths blend, his hand travels do
“Come find me, love!” I hear Alexander’s soft voice and dash towards him, temporarily ignoring the intense sensations between my trembling legs.As my hands search for him, the sound of Mia’s satisfied moans intensifies my desire, but I clench my hands and resist the urge to climax.It seems clear Mia has reached her peak, and my thoughts drift to what punishment Edward might have in store for her.Finally, my searching hand contact with Alexander’s muscular arms, and I grasp onto him eagerly. In response, he pulls me into a firm embrace, and the intense stimulation from the vibrating balls stops.A sigh of relief escapes my lips as he removes the blindfold from my eyes.“Excellent job, my love.” He praises me, planting a tender kiss on my forehead. I close my eyes, savouring his affectionate touch, and a warm smile graces my face.Each time he praises me, it’s as though butterflies dance within.“Very naughty, my wildcat.” Edward scolds Mia, and we shift our attention to them.“You c
I reply after a moment of thought, “Mia, that’s a bold wish. You know I can’t make any promises about this.”“Could you at least consider it, Alice? There’s no pressure, and if at any point you feel uncomfortable, we can stop. Please, for me. It could be a unique experience for all of us.” She implores, taking my hand in her.Mia has a point. There is no risk in considering this request. They have many times controlled us together before, and I’ve never felt uncomfortable.“I’ll discuss it with Alexander.” I tell Mia, and her face lights up with excitement.She squeals in delight, pulling me into a hug. “Thank you, Alice. This means a lot to me.”I nod and head back to the bedroom to discuss this with Alexander.As I return to the room, he looks up from Sarah, who’s now sleeping soundly in her crib.“What did Mia want to talk about?” He asks as I approach him.I sit down beside him and share Mia’s request. “She wants to have a shared playroom session with us and Edward for her birthda
Two months fly with our little princess. Sarah has become the centre of our world, and her every coo and gurgle fills our hearts with joy.Alexander takes on the role of an adoring father with grace and enthusiasm. He wakes up in the middle of the night to change diapers, soothes our princess when she cries, and supports me as I recover from the delivery.Mia and Edward are always eager to spend time with Sarah and help in any way they can. Aunt Rose, who has been a pillar of support throughout, is delighted to be a grandmother.Our home is full of laughter, love, and a sense of completeness that I could have only dreamt of.At night, Alexander returns from the office, and he smiles at me as I breastfeed Sarah, and her tiny fingers play with my pendant.He keeps his coat on the sofa before walking over us and kissing on our forehead.Sarah falls asleep while drinking the milk. He watches us with love in his eyes as I carefully lay our princess beside me on the bed. She looks so peacef
After a few months,Time flies, and it’s been a few months since our wedding. Our love continues to grow, as does our anticipation of the day when we’ll welcome our little one into the world.Alexander's commitment to supporting me through my mood swings and ensuring the well-being of me and our baby is unwavering. He attends every doctor’s appointment, tracks my diet with great attention, and even practices changing diapers on a doll.As my pregnancy progresses, I can see the excitement in Alexander’s eyes. He’s read countless parenting books, attended prenatal classes with me, and even set up the baby’s room with me.Every day, he’s taken on more and more responsibility, not just as my husband but as an expectant father. Every time he ensured that I’m comfortable. I feel so blessed to have such a supportive husband.I wake up in the morning with a severe pain in my belly.“Alexander…” as I yelp in pain, shaking him, he wakes up with a jolt.“What happened, love?” He asks, placing hi
After three months,As my pregnancy progresses, Alexander and I cherish every moment, feeling a deep connection to the life growing inside me. Each day brings new experiences as we prepare to become parents.I’m currently in my second trimester of pregnancy, and the baby bump is becoming more noticeable with each passing day.We sit together on a comfortable lounge chair in our garden.Alexander places his hand on my growing belly, a smile of pure happiness on his face. “Our little one is getting bigger every day,” he remarks, his voice filled with wonder.I lean into his embrace, resting my head on his shoulder. “Our baby is growing strong, just like our love.”I feel the soft movements of the baby in my belly, and I take Alexander’s hand, placing it where the baby had kicked. His eyes light up as he feels the tiny kicks, a mix of excitement and tenderness in his gaze.Our quiet moment is interrupted by a fluttering of colourful butterflies in the garden, dancing in the sunlight. I w
Next morning,As I wake up, my heart warms, seeing Alexander talking to our little one, placing his head on my belly.I smile at the sight of him and run my fingers through his hair. “Good morning, daddy.” I whisper, and his gaze lifts to meet mine, his lips curving into a warm smile.“Good morning, mommy. Did you sleep well?” He asks, his eyes still fixed on my belly.“Yes, I did. And you?” I reply, feeling grateful for this moment.“I did too. Our little one kept me company.” He answers, stroking my belly.“I can’t wait to meet him or her.” I express my excitement.“Me too. I already have so many plans for our child.” He speaks, his eyes lighting up with enthusiasm.I let out a soft laugh. “I know you were reading parenting books last night. You’re going to be the best father.”“And you’ll be the best mother.” He replies, moving closer to my face and capturing my lips in a soft kiss.We lie in each other’s arms for a few more minutes, our hands entwined like our souls.***As we sit
After the joyful celebrations of our wedding, we are on my private jet, heading to our honeymoon destination.Alice snuggles up to me, and I wrap my arm around her, feeling content.As the plane takes off, she looks out the window, and I watch her admiring the beauty outside.She turns to me and smiles. “I can’t believe we’re married. It feels like a dream come true.”I nod, feeling the same way. “I never thought I’d find someone like you, love. You’re my everything.”Her smile broadens, and I lean in to kiss her. Our lips meet, and I feel a rush of passion and love. We break the kiss, and I whisper, “I love you, Mrs. Wilson.”She giggles and replies, “I love you too, Mr. Wilson.”I place my hand on her belly and murmur, “And I love you, little one.”“Daddy, I love you more.” She answers on behalf of our baby in a childish tone.“Daddy can’t wait for your arrival.” As I bend down and talk to our baby, she chuckles, running her fingers through my hair.I place a kiss on her belly befor
The week passes by in a blur as we prepare for the wedding. We chose a beautiful garden as our wedding venue.As the days pass, Alice’s pregnancy progresses, and we become more excited about the arrival of our little one.She experiences morning sickness and fatigue, and her pregnancy mood swings are at their peak, but I do my best to take care of her and make her feel comfortable.Finally, the day of our wedding arrives, and we’re filled with happiness.I sit in front of the mirror of the hotel room in a black tuxedo, getting ready for my wedding. I feel excited as the hairstylist deftly works on my hair, and the makeup artist applies subtle touches to enhance my appearance, making sure I look the best on my special day.While they work their magic, my thoughts drift to my love, who is in a separate room preparing for the wedding. I smile as I imagine her in her bridal attire, looking even more radiant than ever.My smile broadens as I think about the journey that has brought us to t