Millionaire Wants An Heir & Sub (CLOSED/PMinterest)

The press was abuzz, they would be on the cover of every society page coast to coast in the US and even in major international papers. They were two of the most eligible bachelors and bacheloretts in the world and here they were together, openly proclaiming their love. Once inside the limo he laughed, "Well that should certainly get them going!"

She was beaming and he couldn't be happier. “You know I have never taken any relationship public before but I would never want to hide this.” He nodded, neither had he, but this was going to last, and he had an idea to get them to slow down a bit in their pursuit.

Truth be told he hated the press, but they had a use, and he found if he gave them just a bit of access he bought much more privacy. "So we should pick two, and invite them over this weekend for an exclusive interview, if you are ready for that? Let them see us, take pictures and then we will be done with them...of course, we should keep certain things secret!"
 
“I agree with you my love. I find if you work with the press they don’t hound you as much. We give them an exclusive and then we stop the speculations.” Isla said. She stroked his chest looking into his eyes. She moved in and kissed his lips softly. “And yes they don’t need to know you put me in a cage sometimes.” She said laughing. With them being such high profile people getting a head of the rumour mill and being in control of what information went out there would benefit both of them.

“What time does the gala start?” She asked. She was looking forward to Brandon seeing her dress. It was quite the dress and she knew it wouldn’t take long for him to need to sneak away to enjoy it privately. She snuggled into his side resting her head on his chest. She closed her eyes just taking in this whirlwind romance. She had found the one for her and wanted everyone to know he was hers and she was his.
 
Isla agreed with Brandon's plan. He knew exactly who he would give the exclusive to, Robin Roberts of Good Morning America. She would be at the gala tonight and he would give her the invitation to exclusively interview them the next day together. He had a small studio in his villa, and she could use the cameras he used for satelite based video meetings.

They kissed in the car, softly and romantically. He could tell she was tired and he wanted her to rest, truth be told, they had had qutie the lovemaking marathon already, and Brandon was tired too. "The guests will begin arriving a bit after 8, so we have about three hours to rest and get ready." Over two hundred guests were invited, and when Brandon threw a party it was a must attend event. He had Beyonce booked to perform, and this would be their first event as an official couple.

He held her hand, and with her curled into him, he closed his eyes and took a cat nap as well. Everything was so right, he could not believe how happy he was, he hoped nothing would change the way they both felt right now....He didn't realize he had fallen asleep until he felt the car come to a stop. The driver opened their door, and Brandon gently shook Isla...wake up my love...we are home!
 
“That is good after that fuckathon of a flight.” Isla said laughing. She had feeling this would be the way they were together each time they saw each other after being apart even if it was only a few days. She liked that they were passionate and went at it like wild animals. They were both unable to keep their hands of each other and it was amazing. Sex with Brandon was so much more amazing than it had been with any other man. He made her feel things no one else could. There was such a connection between them and it intensified sex.

They fell asleep together in the back of the car. The car came to a stop and she could feel Brandon lightly shake her telling her they were home. She rubbed her eyes. “Wow I love it Brandon. How many of the rooms have been christened? I really hope you have at least left one room to be christened by us.” She said. She slid out of the car. She ran her fingers through her hair pulling him to her. She kissed him passionately.

“Is there a nice bath we can share together? Get us nice and relax before we have to get ready for her first gala together. I am pretty excitied to be your date and I think you will be pretty happy that you have the hottest date on your arm in the most amazing dress ever.” She said stroking chest.
 
Brandon got out and helped Isla from the car. "Actually, I have not brought a woman here before, I was never willing to share my home. So...the entire house is ours, and I want to christen every room with you and make it ours. However, I have a large room on each of the three floors and the basement that are completely undecorated, they each have their own uniqueness. Once I found the right woman, I thought we might make one or more of them our playroom...requiring a code to enter, and that we cold equip however we want....would you like to help me create such a room or rooms for us...solely for our play?"

Their prior play had exhausted Brandon a bit too, the cat nap had helped, but...."Mmmm, yes a bath does sound good. Wait until you see it..." He actually blushed, "....I splurged a little bit. I enjoyed watching the series Spartacus, and so I decided I....and now we, deserved a true roman bath. You could even call it a small pool, with walk down steps, seating, and if you would like, I have servants who will gladly bathe us?"

If requested, the servants would gladly take care of Brandon as they enjoyed playing with his very large and extremely responsive cock! Come inside, let me show you my...I mean our home...and my love, I mean it as ours, you have the right to change anything.
 
Isla was so happy to hear that he had never brought a woman here. The house was theirs and together they would have such a beautiful life. They were end goals meant to be together. She was really excited to put her feminine touches to this house and make it more than a house it would become a home. “Oh I love that Brandon our own little playroom.” She said. It would be so fun making a special room for their kinky games.

“You work hard for your money so if you want to splurge you deserve it. It sounds like such a heavenly bath.” She said. She run her fingers over his chest looking into his eyes. “From now on there is no other woman who is allowed to bathe this body and touch this body because that job is mine and mine alone.” She said. She leaned in and kissed him passionately. She never felt so possessive over anyone before but him. He was hers and she was his. She didn’t want anyone touching her body but him.

“Let’s bathe and relax before we have to start getting ready for our first public gala. I am excited to step out on your arm.” She said. She was proud to be the woman who finally had this eligible bachelor settling down. They were meant to be. Two big powerful names coming together and becoming one.
 
Brandon had too long been a bachelor. While his home was well decorated, he was tired of it and longed for a woman's touch. "I will give you a tour, but I want you to do whatever you want, every room is your to do with as you want? Just keep in mind that I want to be able to enjoy you in every room, on ever piece of furniture, I think we will enjoy knowing as people come over and we entertain that we have fucked on every piece of furniture in the house!"

God he was crazy about her, "My body is yours, my cock is definitely yours, I want no other woman touching that but you?" They went inside and he showed her the massive great room, formal dining room, gourmet kitchen, and that was just the start. There was a library, billiard room, card room, office, and seven bedrooms other than the master. He could see her mind working as they walked through it and he showed her everything. "I hope that sexy mind is thinking of all sorts of naughty things we can do together. Finally he showed her the empty 30 foot by 30 foot room that was simply concrete now, but they could appoint however they wanted as their play room. "I can't wait to hear and see what you are thinking here?"

Finally he showed her the master bedroom, "This is ours but again, do with it what you want...just leave me the view...of it...of you!" He had their bags set down. There were silk robes waiting on the bed. "Let's change and go to the bathe." Once there the attendants were waiting with French milled soaps, and oils for their bath...the bath is more like a pool. He paid no attention to the man and woman who were there to attend to their needs, he turned toward Isla and slipped off the robe revealing his naked body. "They are here to do attend to whatever we need...all I need is you!" He turned and began to walk down the stairs into the tub which was really a small rectangular pool. He was ready to enjoy his sub once more!
 
“I do hope there is no budget my love telling me I can do whatever want is dangerous.” Isla said laughing. She had expensive taste and was quite the interior designer. If she wasn’t a celebrity chef she would have been working interior designing. He was showing her around the grand house and she loved the bones she had to work with. “You better not want any other woman touching you Brandon because I never learnt to share. When something is mine it is mine and I will scratch a bitches eyes out if she gets too close.” She said with a mischievous grin.

She ran her fingers through her hair looking at him. “The list of things we can do together is endless.” She said. She kissed him passionately on the lips. He led her into the master bedroom. She slipped out of her clothes and slid on the silk robe. He led her into the large roman bathroom. She watched him slide out of his robe. She smiled admiring his body. God he looked good naked. She watched him walking down the stairs into the tub. She slid out of her robe tossing her long blonde hair back.

“You can go.” She said to the attendants before walking into the large pool shaped bath. She walked through the water to Brandon. She kissed him passionately wrapping her legs around his waist. “I love you.” She said grinding her body up against him. She gripped his cock and slid him inside of her. “This feels so perfect.” She said. She was thrusting on his cock her pussy was so wet for him. She kissed at his neck moaning in his.
 
Brandon could only laugh. "Isla, when it comes to you, there will never be a budget. Just a request, spend as much money as you want to make every room more enticing than the other. The minute I walk into a room, I want my first thought to be all the places I can't wait to fuck you! I do have one request, I want the best portrait painter you can commission, and I want a gorgeous painting of you, prior to your showing, your legs spread and your body ready to take me! I want to capture that image forever, so even when you are gone all I have to do is look at it to enjoy you."

Brandon had been all over the world, but never, anywhere, had he seen anything a beautiful as his lover's naked body, and never was she more beautiful than when her legs were spread wide open for him. He watched her strip down and just before she put on her robe he made her turn and face him, and then he walked over so they could kiss. "See, that is all I need, all I will ever need, the vision of you, naked and glorious."

They put on the robes and entered the large bath house, and he laughed as she dismissed the attendants. "You don't even want to share cleaning me...then my body is yours!" She walked through the water to Brandon. She kissed him passionately wrapping her legs around his waist. “I love you.” She said grinding her body up against him. She gripped his cock and slid him inside of her. “This feels so perfect.” He put his hands on her ass, and began to thrust in and out.

In and out, in and out, they scattered waves across the broad pool, but he just enjoyed her. Her breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples hard, her pussy wet as he impaled her over and over. "I think this needs to be the way we start our day, bathing, moisturizing with oils...and fucking...and fucking some more.

The moans got louder and louder their voices echoing, the ecstasy escalating, until finally their backs arched as he drove deep inside cumming and filling her as her pussy milked him in orgasm. However Brandon wasn't done...He stayed inside as he carried her across the pool. He lifted her up and off him, admiring her body, watching his cum slide out. He spread her legs..."Piss for me, piss on me, I want to drink from you!" For him, ever part of her was perfection and he wanted to sample it all...he loved and was so turned on watching the golden stream flow from her gorgeous pussy!
 
“Well Brandon I don’t think there will be ever much time where together and we are not fucking.” Isla said laughing. She loved being with Brandon. Having him deep inside of her felt so right. Their bodies moved as one. She kissed him as her pussy squeezed his cock and she was cumming hard. She felt his cock exploding deep inside of her tight pussy. He carried her across the pool.

He lifted her off his cock. His cum dripped out of her pussy. “Oh you dirty beast.” She said grinning at him. Her legs were spread wide open. She tossed her head back and started to pee. She sprayed down a golden stream all over him. She had her eyes closed moaning out. She felt so happy with Brandon. She felt like she had met the one.

She was pretty excited about the party tonight. She really could not wait to see his reaction to her dress it would blow his mind. It was their first public event together. She knew there would be many more events but with this one being the first it was just extra special and her dress matched that.
 
Propped now on the edge of the huge bath, he was transfixed as she spread her legs wide, threw her head back and then he watched the golden stream begin to flow. Never had he thought this would turn him on, but with Isla there was nothing he wasn't into, and he moved in closer letting her stream down his chest. He leaned in and drank of her, and then pressing in further to tease her clit with his tongue as her piss washed over him.

"Yes, I am a dirty beast...your dirty beast...and I love how there is nothing we won't do to turn each other on!" She finished and he washed himself clean and then came up between her legs to kiss her.

"Now tonight, I want us to dress in separate rooms, I want to enjoy the anticipation of seeing you dressed up and ready as your first public night as my lady!" He pulled her down in the water and they kissed for several minutes, before he finally rang for the servants. There were two hand maids that would do whatever Isla demanded. "Please take her to the east wing, and do whatever she asks, she is now the lady of the house, and a request from her is just as if it were a request from me."

He gave Isla one last kiss. "I will meet you at the top of the stairs at 8:00. The guest will just be arriving and you and I will make our entrance...I can't wait to show you off....I love you so much Isla!"
 
“I think that is a brilliant idea honey. I love you so much Brandon and can’t wait for you to see my dress.” Isla said. She kissed him passionately. She slid on a robe ready to go get ready to blow his mind with her amazing dress. “I can’t wait to see how handsome my date looks in his suit.” She said. She kissed him before following the hand maid to the east wing. Isla took her time curling her hair and make sure her makeup was perfect before sliding into her dress.

She had chosen a dress that really showed off her body. The top half of the dress was extremely see-through and covered in diamantes the bottom half was fitted and white. Under was lacy white panties and she had on sparkly Louboutins. She was so excited for Brandon to see her. At 8pm she made her way to the grand stair case to wait for her man. She was so happy that tonight was their first official party together.
 
Brandon was so excited to introduce his friends, the world to he and Isla. He had been photoed with many women, linked in the press, but never had he acknowledged it, for never had he considered it a relationship, really nothing more than a few dates. He knew he was a prize, a most eligible bachelor, but he would not be trapped into anything before he was ready.

Then he had joined that on-line club and met Isla. It had all been so natural, they were perfect, they respected each other, laughed, talked, and sex, they were both so kinky and shared so many dark desires. He dressed in his Armani tuxedo taking one last look into the mirror before heading to see her. She was just leaving the suite where she had dressed and as she opened the door, she absolutely took his breath away. They had been so intimate, so many times already, but seeing her like this, it was like the most beautifully wrapped present, just for him and only he would get the unmatched enjoyment of unwrapping her and opening her up.

"You are gorgeous my love, that my just be the most beautiful dress on the most beautiful woman, I have ever seen." He reached out his hand to her, and as they did the room darkened, and suddenly there was a spotlight only on them...Brandon turned and looked at her....and then out into the darkness. "This is a very special night for me...many of you are so special to me...I wanted to share this with you all at once....I have met the love of my life...I think you recognize Isla Thompson...and this is the woman who has stolen my heart!" There was clapping and then Brandon pulled her into his arms and kissed her like he had never kissed anyone in public before!
 
Isla smiled seeing Brandon. She ran her fingers through her hair. The way he looked at her made her feel tingling all over. “I am glad you like it. It fits me perfectly like a glove and I can’t wait for you to slide it off me.” She leaned in and whispered to him. He took his hand ready to go make their first social appearance as a couple.

A spotlight was on them. They were now the certain of attention. She was used to living with her career in the spotlight but not her personal life. There was no man she had felt strongly enough before to have a relationship with let alone go public with it. Hearing Brandon call her the love of his life made her blush. She felt exactly the same about him. She knew he was the love of her life and they would be together for the rest of their lives.

The crowd were clapping and cheering for them. He kissed her with such passion. She closed her eyes as she kissed her soul mate. She broke her lips away from his. “I love you Brandon.” She lean in and whispered to him stroking his chest looking at him with loving eyes.
 
He had his strong arms around her waist. This time he kissed her softly. "I love you too!" His hands were holding her and he was looking into her eyes. "You have no idea how much I want to take you right now...here....bend you over this rail and tear that gorgeous gown right off of you! I want to take you now...let them see how we fuck, how amazing we are...but we can't. In thirty minutes meet me in the Billiiard Room....make any excuse you want...but thirty minutes is all I think I will be able to last until I am crawling the walls, so desperate to be back inside your pussy..."

Just then an old friend called up. "Are you going to come down and share her...or just stay up and make us all envious?" He was of course teasing, and laughing Brandon kissed his love one more time. "Maybe we will make a baby tonight....God knows I plan to enjoy you over and over...three or four times during the party alone...I hope you're ready?" Brandon winked and put his arm on her waist to guide her down.

"Listen Stewart...I am bringing her down...but I am not sharing her...she is mine....all mine...and you can dream all you want...but share her? NO!" Over the next half hour Brandon introduced Isla to many, his hands often roaming in the most discrete manner. At the bottom of the hour he had somehow disappeared...but Isla knew where to find him. The Billiard room was dark, dimly lit by candles held in wall sconces. The light flickered across the room...and there Brandon waited, licking his lips...hungry!
 
“30 minutes feels like forever to wait to be back on your cock.” Isla whispered. She looked at him biting her lip with a mischievous look in her eyes. She couldn’t wait to have him bend her over and fuck her hard in the dress she had chosen out just for him. She tossed her long hair back. She was excited to meet his friends and get to know them.

One of his friends teased him about coming down and sharing her. He kissed her again and whispered to her about making a baby tonight. Oh god she wanted this man’s baby so much but if it didn’t happen tonight it would be fun trying. “Oh you know me Brandon I am always ready for you.” She whispered. She was always ready to give herself to him and always would be. She love their relationship so much.

He put his arm around her waist guiding her down the stairs. She laughed hearing tell Stewart could dream all he wanted. “Got to be careful Stewart he is pretty possessive over me.” She said laughing running her fingers through her long hair. She was enjoying meeting his friends and his hands were wandering over her curvy body and she wanted her man so much. Brandon slipped away from her and she got herself a glass of champagne.

She sipped on her champagne looking up at the clock seeing it was about time she go meet him in the Billiard room. She finished her glass and went to go find him. “God I want you so much!” She said biting her lip eyeing him lustfully. She wanted him deep inside of her right now in her perfect dress.
 
Stewart wasn't the only "friend" of Brandon's attracted to Isla. It was honestly damn near impossible to be a male with a working cock and not have certain desire to slide your gun into her holster. Whenever she walked by, eyes followed her, and Brandon almost had to laugh at all the contortions of his male, and some female guests, wanting to see even more of her offering through her incredibly sexy dress.

Brandon was in the shadows when Isla walked in, and after she entered, he touched a button on the wall which shut and locked the doors. "Welcome to my parlor said the spider to the fly..." He teased and then smiled at her comment..."It seems the fly is eagerly anticipating the spider's venom..but where will he bite?" Slowly Brandon came up behind her and grabbed her hands, raising them up over her head. "Keep your hands up..." He whispered into her ear.

And then he ran his hands down her arms, and down her torso, finally wrapping his hands around to fondle her breasts while he kissed her neck. "Did you see how they watched you, lusted after you.....God it made me want you even more...and the thought that as hard and wet as you made our guests it would be me who would be here with you now and always, made me so fucking hard..."

He bit into her neck and ran his hands down to grip her hips as he pressed his hardness against her sexy ass. "For a half hour I have been thinking of bending you over this table and ripping your panties off...for the rest of this party, all I want you to feel between your legs is the fullness of having just enjoyed my cock and feeling my cum flow down your thighs!"

He nuzzled her neck and than as he kissed her, her hands still locked above her head in submission...he walked her over to the expensive table and as he pressed her against the rail, he began to slowly lift her skirt up and over her ass....
 
Isla heard the doors shut and lock themselves. “Oh yes I will always be your willing victim.” She said grinning at him. Brandon had her heart racing and her body tingling. He slid up behind and grabbed hold of her hands. He lifted them up over her head. “Yes sir!” She said when he told her to keep them up. She closed her eyes feeling his hands moving down her arms onto her torso. His hands cupped her breasts. She was breathing heavily moaning out as he kissed at her neck.

“Oh yeah does it turn you on they want what is yours?” She said. She was so happy he wasn’t insecure about the way others looked at her because other guys couldn’t handle it. She felt his teeth sink into her neck as he pressed his hard cock up against her ass. “Brandon I have been thinking about it all day. How you would want me so badly in this dress and how you would bend me over and fuck me so good.” She said.

He kissed her with her hands still above her head before leading her to an expensive table. He pressed her up against the rail. She arched her back pushing her ass. He pushed her skirt up over her ass. “I need you so bad. Can I grip on to the table to brace myself for the rough fucking I know you are going to give me?” She said. She knew Brandon couldn’t control himself with her body. It may start slow but it would always turning into hard furious fucking and she loved it.
 
Her words played with and aroused him. "It does, I like showing you off, teasing them, making them want you, long for you, even need to pleasure themselves thinking and fantasizing about you...yet knowing you want one man, one cock...my cock...and that I get to use and enjoy this body and you my love, however I want!" It was true, he was crazy about her, but he loved flaunting her, teasing with her...and then owning and claiming what was his and his alone!

They were at the table, the green felt in front of them..."No...dig your nails into the felt...I want to seen your claws mark them like the lioness you are as your king takes you, uses you enjoys you! He took his hands and pressed hers down on the table, watching her curl her hands and dig in her claws..."Rip it if you must....for it is my fault....I can't control my passion when we fuck...neither should you!"

He lifted her dress up higher and for a moment he stood there, simply admiring her amazing ass, and then he drove the palm of his hand in hard, enjoying how the red outline of his palm emerged on her ass, again claiming her. He curled his fingers around the elastic of her lacy panties and slid them off, when they were done he would put them back on, allowing them to collect his cum and continue to press it into her cunt that she had willingly given him to possess.

He remained clothed, simply undoing his zipper and pulling out his massive hard cock. With one violent push, he entered and impaled her, his clothed pelvis smashing into her as. He placed his four fingers on the small of her back for leverage, and slid his thumb into her ass. He liked enjoying multiple holes. His thumb was not lubricated, but with the pleasure of his cock in her dripping pussy, he felt the pain of the dryness would only heighten the pleasure.

His woman was gorgeous and totally female, but she liked it rough, she liked the pain mixed with pleasure. His other hand came down hard on her other cheek as he fucked her, pounded her..."How is that my love....hard enough...deep enough....do you need to be spanked some more?"
 
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