All Chapters of The Night My Boss Owned Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Walking into my father’s mansion gives me the same thrill as a walk on death row. The two story Italian style home has the stucco cream exterior, clay tile roof, and perfectly manicured vines growing where allowed. Madeline, my stepmother of the past seven or so years, is the same age as I am. Maybe younger, but she has made my father happy. Especially since he had become ill. My father has been battling cancer, and even though he is as stubborn as a mule, this seems like the one deal he won’t be able to win. I hear the doorbell, and I know it’s Selene five minutes early as always to everything. I smirk all ready, knowing she will be a perfect angel for my father. Yet she mentally curses me out every chance she gets. I am used to the constant smart ass comments. Yet lately she’s been killing me with kindness, and it's throwing me off. Something in the way she looks at me. Almost familiar which is so fucking weird. I hear her heels clinking on the marble floor as the maid Essi

I walk the floor of my club and see her from across the room. Her beautiful curves begged for my hands to grip onto. Her jet black hair hanging down her back begging for me to grip. Her lace peach colored lingerie almost blended in with her soft skin. Her breasts sit at attention, and I can’t wait to suck them. Leaving marks that I want everyone to see and know she is mine. “Pet, could you go bring my new sub to the box. I will meet you two there.” I tell Paige, standing next to me as she nods and leaves my side. I feel the need to exert some frustration from work, and my new sub is the perfect way. I turn in time to see Allister and Camden both go up to the same women. Identical twins with identical tastes. I wonder if she knew she was fucking twins. If not, she will be in a few minutes. It’s nothing the twins don’t do in competition. They will both be fucking her to see who gets her to orgasm first. I walk down another hallway leading me to a large room. A small

RowanThe sound of clanking metal fills the air as I work out in my private gym. The gang is all here on this early Wednesday morning, and it’s the only time during the week we can all meet up with our busy schedules. Allister, Camden, and I work on the free weights as we finally get to recap our weekend at the Hidden Chamber. “So the revenue was amazing. We made double what we did this time last year. The once a month thrill really was a goldmine. Especially with all the high-end perks we offer.” Allister tells us. “Good, that way we have a nice surplus after everyone is paid. “Now please tell me how you both ended up with the same girl?” I smile because this was information I was waiting to get to. Yes, they are identical, and yes, they have general tastes that line up. But women have never been one of them. They are in totally opposite directions on looks, hair color all of that. Yet somehow, they both a month apart picked and slept with the same woman. “W

RowanThis woman is my Achilles heel. The one thing besides her job that she is good at is pissing me the fuck off. Then getting me riled up to the point I need a release. I walk into my office after handing off my bonus, my parking spot and the cost of a private driver at my own expense. All so Selene will go along with my plan of us acting as if we are in a relationship. A healthy happy committed relationship. This shouldn’t be hard. I’m trying to figure out how I got myself into this mess. The woman that drives me to drink would be my natural choice. Because obviously I am a glutton for punishment. Selene Lancaster is just the woman to drive me mad. I walk into my office after dealing with a meeting where my father showed up seeming in good health. Whatever extra perks money buys him for healthcare I can’t say I’m upset about it. When Selene mentioned exactly what I was thinking out loud my asshole side appeared and I had to cut her down. I didn’t want her to jinx it.

SeleneThe way he makes me want to misbehave. Just so I can be properly punished. I know there has to be something deeply screwed up in my head. I am fine all day but the moment he beckons me to get on my knees all I want to do is stare him down until he spanks me. Forces me to do something that no other man has ever had the balls to do. Control me. I have lived my entire life following rules and rising to powerful positions. Erasing my past and never letting any male or female speak down to me. I refused to ever be put in a position where I was chastised. Now here I am getting the most amazing orgasms of my life by having a stranger in a mask command me and fuck me as he sees fit. This is definitely something to bring up in my next therapy session. But for right now I’d rather let him fuck any and every hole on my body. After he stuck this anal plug up my ass and commanded his fingers into my mouth, I knew I needed to be his wanton slut. I need to be degraded and controlled