Seduced by the Billionaire Next Door

Peering through his basement window, I watched in anticipation…

Marty didn’t even live there; his real home was a mansion somewhere in the hills. The house next door was just his f*ck-pad and I was getting tired of the screams of pleasure that bellowed out of his window.

Enough was enough. I was going over there to give him a piece of my mind.

But, before I could knock his door down, curiosity got the best of me. I needed to know what he was doing to deserve such uncontrolled cries of passion every night.

Sneaking around the back, I peered inside his window. From that moment, I knew I’d be back. Only next time, I’d be on the inside…

Enticed by the Billionaire Next Door

I was falling for the billionaire next door…

Marty was everything I never expected him to be. Sure, I knew he was a billionaire but actually seeing it was completely different.

I loved the way he treated me like no other man had before. I admired the way he knew each of his staff by their names.

But most of all, I couldn’t get enough of the way he tied me up and had his way with me in his dungeon. Marty could take me in any way he wanted, and I’d gladly submit to his whims.

Owned by the Billionaire Next Door

I’m his, and he knows it…

Ever since I snuck over to see what Marty was doing to elicit so many screams of pleasure from the women he took home, my life has never been the same. He’s taken control of my thoughts and fantasies in a way I never thought was possible.

For all intensive purposes, Marty owns me.

If he wants me on my knees, I’ll drop down.

If he wants me to beg, I’ll grovel.

Whatever he wants from me, I’ll give. And today, he wants me…