Review of The Billionaire's Secret Christmas Baby.

Ok I know people are out there reading my work so I ask can I have your thoughts on the The Billionaire's Secret Christmas Baby. or at least give me an idea of what you see happening for Mitchell and Christina? Maybe even baby Victoria? Should I plan an unexpected sibling in there? let me know, I would love to write this in a way to please all of my fans. Whom I love right about now. thanks for reading it.

Ashley Frigstad

The Billionaire's Secret Christmas Baby. Chapter Eight

Chapter 8 

I put my hand over my mouth, I felt sick to my stomach, as I signed the contract. It made sense now. The one night stands, the girls, the birth control, he needed control. Mitchell liked being a dominant man. Who spanked and fucked girls. Our daughter was a blip, in his single dominant life.

He loved freedom for the fact nobody could take it away. He loved the control to do what he wanted. I'm almost in tears. I pressed my back on the wall and put my hands on my knees. I felt sick and dizzy from what I signed. I thought about the next eighteen years. I thought about being his submissive, I wasn't sure I could be a submissive. What did that even mean?

Do I want a family? More kids? Maybe? Victoria's pregnancy was a nightmare. Because of my work schedule and the stress's of my employees and clients made the pregnancy hard and me on bed rest.

I thought of birth control for where I could have it for a long time. I didn't want a shot, or pills, maybe an IUD. I walked back into his office.

"Would you wear condoms?" I asked as I went back in. 

"For a little bit while you got on some protection. ok?" I nodded.

"Ok" I moved out of his office. He followed me out. 

I placed myself to the cold oak paneled wall, as he pinned me to the wall.

"What do you want to do?" He asked. I put my arms around his shoulders. 

"Is this ok?" Referring my arms around him, he nodded.

"She will be down for another ten minutes, can you maybe be that quick?" I thought I might as well make myself available to him now since I did sign. He sank his lips on mine almost to the point of bruising my lips. His hands held my head as he deepened the kiss, I felt his pants poking at me. The demon wanted out. He pulled back and rested his forehead on mine.

"One night we will get a nanny and I will show you my pleasure room, right now, come with me." He opened up his bedroom door to a black room everything black, black sheets, black walls, black bed, everything to the carpet was black. 

"How do you sleep?" I asked. 

He looked at me.

"Peacefully." He answered.

"Ok, how do we start this?" He smiled at me. 

"You don't remember?" He asked, I shook my head. Wrong answer. 

"Can we leave the door open so we can hear Victoria?" 

"Yes." He pushed my body into the wall, and pushed his lips onto mine.

"Lift your arms." He commanded me. I did as I was told, as he ripped off my shirt.

"Spread your legs." I opened my legs only he ripped my pants and panties off. I stepped out of my pants as he grabbed my body and carried me to his bed and pulled his covers back.

"Nobody but you has been in this bed. I don't have condoms here but I think I will do something besides sex, get on your stomach." I rolled onto my stomach.

"Put your hands to the head broad" I put my hands over my head to the head broad.

"Don't move." He said as he put on hand on my back. I breathed so slowly in and out.

"Relax, it is all in your head, what do you like food wise?" I looked back up at him.

"Head down, now answer me." I thought.

"Ice Cream." 

"No, something else. Banana is common, you say it when you want me to stop." 

"Then Apple." 

"Apple it is, now hold still." He clicked something metal, and put a handcuff around my wrist.

"What the hell?" I almost yelped, I tried to withdraw my other wrist but he grabbed it.

"Don't move and don't fight me Christina, or your punishment will be harder and much worse then you want it to be and I will enjoy it." He grabbed my wrist again and handcuffed my wrist. He came to my ear and whispered.

"Fight me again during this, I will flog you so hard you will wish you had not." He placed a build fold on my head over my eyes. "Now, shut up, you are a naughty girl, and if our daughter screams because if you I will tend to her but you will stay put." I felt the cold leather on my butt, with a quick withdraw I felt a hard slap on my butt.

"Ow!" I screamed out. He hit me harder.

"Say it, say how much you like it." He raised his tone with me as my tears poured over my eyes.

"I like it, I like it master!" I squeaked back.

"Good girl" He wound up again and hit me again. The sting of the paddle hurt, it was gone as it came off my body, it still did hurt. The shock of being hit still hurt.

"Say it!" He said again. 

"I like it Master! Hit me again!" He laughed as he hit me. I was crying as he kept hitting my butt and thighs.

He hit me again, the pain of the paddle was to much. He would withdraw it, and he was hitting me harder. It would hurt as the contact was made to my skin, like his energy was one of anger and not playful. He slowed down after a another hit and placed his hand over my sensitive, burning skin. His finger slipped down into my center folds. "See, I'm not so bad."

I sucked in a breath only for the paddle to come in again and hit me. I tried not scream or yelp. I suffered in silence, for another few times he spanked me.

"I want you to stand, after I release you." He said and he released one hand from the cuff, as I did he flipped me over his shoulder, he placed me in my feet turned me slapped my butt with his hand.

"Kneel on your knees and don't move until I say so." He helped me on to my knees until I was good. He then put the cuff back on my wrist he released earlier and then he left me alone. The pain of the cuffs bit into my skin. I tried to move, I couldn't, it hurt me. The weight of my body rested on my knees and shins, it hurt. I had the blind fold over my eyes and I heard him walking around the house.

Victoria was still sleeping. He left the house, I heard him shut the a door. I listened to all the sounds everything around me came heightened. I listened for my daughter and the door. As I sat, I fell asleep. I wasn't comfortable. 

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Mitchell returned some time later, he took me by my arms and turned me around, I opened my mouth as he put his dick near my lips, I let the demon rest on my lips.

"Good girl!" He then stuck his demon flesh into my mouth and let my mouth suck and tongue run over him. He groaned and hissed as he enjoyed the sucking. He grabbed my blonde hair in fistfuls and pushed his cock deeper in my mouth. I licked the base of his cock as he groaned.

"Fuck this is too good I don't want it to stop." He pulled out of my mouth and I heard a packet tearing open. He helped me stand, as he did he drew one leg up and pushed my body into the wall, his clothed body on my naked one. He sank into my body the pain of somebody inside of me just made me tense and uneasy. I gripped his cock in a vice.

"God baby you're so tight," I stayed silent, he drew my other leg up and pulled my body close as hugged me he thrusted slowly in and out. I wanted to kiss him, to make him feel me. Before I knew it, he was kissing me. He shortly broke the kiss. 

"Besides handcuffs and leg cuffs, I love kissing Christina it is a turn on for me. So please." He kissed me quickly.

"Kiss me." I pressed my head into his as he kissed me mad, he pushed me into the wall, feeling him coming close, he carried me over his bed and fucked me harder laying down, I was whispering his name into his ear.

"Mitchell, I'm…" I lost my breath as he knew what was next.  

"I want you to come baby." I didn't know how he wanted me to. between the two others and Mitchell there they couldn't get me to come hard, like how I got myself off.

"Can you get me off? I'm sorry, I don't know what or how to do it." I begged as he sighed. 

"Ok fine." He pushed me and fucked me I heard him groan until he was done. Mitchell then when down to my lower half of my body and began feeling and kissing? He started licking my clitoris. I lost my breath, the room spun, I felt like I was on a drug as he continued with his tease.  I climbed higher and higher, I sucked a breath as I was close. "must not scream, must not wake Victoria!" I shook as my world came crumbling down. I let go, without making a sound. My breathing more laboured, my heart racing, I have had sex before but this! They should sell this guys tongue in stores! I couldn't believe how powerful that was, he came to my lips, I tasted a salty sour taste. He took off my blindfold.

"You ok?" He asked as he slipped his full heavy member inside of me. I nodded for his answer. He smiled, "I noticed you didn't scream." 

"I..." I looked at the door he shut, I thought I had heard the front door but it was this door. I looked at him.

"I thought that door was open so I didn't want to wake the baby up by screaming." 

"Ok also I didn't say you could scream either so you did very well for your first time." He pushed himself inside of me.

"My turn baby." He sank into my body and pushed inside of me, squeezing the life out of his demon cock, hearing him hiss as he was close to his orgasm. He was gripping the bed sheets in a vice grip as I was laying there looking onto his body pumping hard and harder into mine, I wanted to join him in his orgasm, but he didn't say I could come with him.

"Oh god I am so close baby!" He breathed out as I looked into his eyes. I put my mouth on his as he came up on his thrust into me. I held his head as he kept going. Feeling his tongue push and work with mine, it felt so good. I wanted to feel my own orgasm. I pulled back as he looked up dazed, "wha?'

"Master, can I come again? and for You?" He smiled as he delved harder.

"I was waiting for you to ask me, yes you may come, and come hard for me." He thrusts into me became harder and stronger, it was one for the record books. I moaned as I felt him go ridged, "Christina! I'm…" He groaned hard, as I moaned.

"Me too!" I moaned into his ear. He stilled within me, I felt him pulse around me, my hands still bound behind me. " Can you take off the cuffs off?" He reached behind me and unlocked the one cuff, then the other one. He then rolled off of me as he was finished I watched him go to the bathroom to take off the condom. I reached for his sheets as he came back to me.

"No, no, come here." He said.

Mitchell helped me off of the bed and opened his door to the hallway.

"Your clothes are in your closet and I want you showered and changed in an hour, we're going out." With that he left me naked in the hallway and he shut his door. I looked down the hallway and walked into my room. Feeling humiliated that I was suppose to walk though naked in his house. I heard a door crack open.

"Dear, impress me, get on your hands and knees and crawl to your room. Now!" I got on my hand and knees.

"Yes sir." I whimper, I crawled into my white room as quick as I could, and crawled straight into the shower. I stood up under the hot water for a few minutes knowing I didn't have long. I cried as I thought about how he paddled and spanked me, made me come to my room on my hands and knees.

It made sense now why he just slept with girls. He would want so much control that the girl would give him the pleasure of sleeping with them. Being disciplined in they're lives that his power over them would be unsatisfactory. It was me who had no discipline in my life, I became what he wanted. A challenge.

The Billionaire's Secret Christmas Baby. Chapter Seven

Driving though the busy Vancouver city. I watching people shop and get everything they need for Christmas. I looked back at Victoria who was quiet, and sleeping still. Mitchell put on my classical music. I watched how Mitchell drive with grace in my truck. He looked into my rear view mirror, and looked into my eyes.

"You ok?" He asked on the drive to his house. I shook my head. 

"No, just I had a different plan, and babies and men were not apart of it. Don't get me wrong I love Victoria, just," I looked at him as he nodded to let it all sink in. "never mind." 

"Look." He glanced at me as he answered, driving though a busy part of Gastown, Vancouver. 

"What do you want? I can do anything for you, I just can't sleep in the same bed. I have my own problems sleeping with somebody." He then continued to watch the road. 

I looked at him again.

"It's a good thing Victoria doesn't have a problem sleeping with anybody." There I saw it, Mitchell smiled at my joke. 

As we enter the building surrounded in by glass and steel, I pull my daughter out of the truck still her in her car seat and towards the parkade door. I held my daughter close as we went to the bank of steel elevators.

Mitchell put his hand on the small of my back to guild me into the first elevator that became available. His strong hand knew how to guild me. He had had practice at whisking girls and ladies off they're feet. I was simple one who got knocked up.

"Come on." He mumbled under his breath as we walked out of the thirty-third floor. His hand still on the small of my back as he guided me out of the elevator. We walked up to a big oak door as he produced some keys to let us get in. He opened the big door in front of us, as we came into a dimly lit hallway, Mitchell turned the lights up. Coming into full view of a concrete prison.

It's not mine, I thought. Of course not Coals! My subconscious snapped at me. You opened your legs and he is letting you in because you fucked up! My subconscious barked at me. He held his arm up to show me in.

"Welcome to your new home!" He said happily. I wanted to cry, my old home was gone, this was my life now. 

"It's nice, can you show us our room please?" I asked trying to make my voice not crack. He held his hand up to the way to my room, it was white, I hated white. I hated my new room, I hated Mitchell for doing this to me. 

I put Victoria on the bed and took her out of her car seat, as Mitchell came behind me. 

"This is your room Christina the painters can come by to paint it however you want. Her room is down the hall and mines at the far end." He turned as I followed him out. The room for Victoria was a princess's dream, pink, pink and more pink. It was all with the princess from Disney. It smelt a little like fresh paint. Mitchell made it clear in her room, Daddy's Princess. He took her from my arms and laid her down on the change table as I took the hint and helped him change our little girl's diaper. 

"Do you like her room?" He asked me and I nodded. 

"You didn't do this all last night did you?" 

"I um, I wanted her to live here so I called a friend of mine and said I need an ASAP paint job and to make it like she was my princess." I nodded and swallowed hard knowing my dad thought different about me, always did. It wasn't I was bad, it was just he was a single dad trying to do right by his three angels.

He worked as a crane operator. The hours he put in made it so he could give my sisters and I a life where we'd be happy.

Our mother died when I was young, and dad found out he was having another child with another woman, my younger half-sister. Shortly after she was born that woman had an affair and ran off. We never saw her again, maybe that's why he thought the best part about her was my youngest. I never knew why.

My dad passed of a major heart attack while working. He was climbing down the ladder at work and when his heart gave out, he let go, as far as I knew he had a bad drop down to the bottom. I was only eighteen at the time. Hearing how he died from his foreman, just ripped me in half, in fact I dropped to my knees and all that came out of my body was a hollowing whaling cry. Besides finding out I was pregnant that was the one of the worst days of my life.

I looked at my daughter, Victoria, I named her after my father. Maybe she was my blessing in disguise, a gift from my father. Never ending family love.

I finished up changing and carried Victoria to the rocking chair. Mitchell watched me as I sat in the rocking chair by the crib. I looked at my daughter, our daughter. I still could not believe she was only a week and half old, and yet she looked like Mitchell. Her hair was black as night, and her eyes were green as Jade. She had round cheeks like me, ten fingers, ten toes, two ears and a short button nose. Fair skin like mine, I loved how her head fit into the crook of my elbow joint. As we rocked she looked up with her big Jaded eyes and I watched her mouth make a O shape and close again. She move her head back and forth looking at Mitchell and I, pointing around the room. I was in love with my child, she brought a new sense of peace to my darken soul. Mitchell brought a blanket from her crib, and wrapped around her.

"Can you take her? I will be right back." He scooped her up in his arms as I walked out of her room and into my white cave. I went to my bathroom. I found the tissue paper and I sat there and sobbed.

My life was over before it began. My father was gone. My sister and my friends didn't know I had a baby. I knew this little girl would look up to me, and love me. How could I tell her to never depend on a man when I sold out to let her father take care of me? I sobbed as I thought of my processions, my photo albums, my clothes, everything. In one morning, all of it was gone.

Mitchell hadn't let me taken anything but he lead me to believe I was coming home. Everything again in one breath came out in a sob, he must have heard me because he came in without knocking. 

"You ok?" I shook my head. 

"I fucked up didn't I?" I asked him.

"Yeah we both kind of did, Christina you are a wonderful mother, just we can work though what we have to as parents." 

"Can I have a hug?" Still wiping my eyes.  

"I don't," he saw my pain as I sobbed. "Fuck come here." I stood as he grabbed me forcefully. "Ok? I don't hug other girls because I am not that kind of guy, I don't want a relationship, but with you it's different. We have a daughter together, just I don't know what to do. I am in uncharted territory." He braced me in an awkward hug. 

"Ok stop, let's try again let go and drop your arms." He did so. I walked into his arms and let my arms encircle his back and I put my head on his shoulder. He then placed his arms around my back, I rubbed his back a little more. He followed suit, and rubbed my back. He sniffed my hair, he gripped me tight, as I stopped rubbing. 

"Ok Christina, what do you want?" Mitchell asked as we pulled back from each other. He looking into my red puffy eyes.

I looked into his eyes, with the same hope I had when I would look into my father's eyes. The hope for what I wanted my father to say to his daughter. "I'm proud of you Christina."  The words I never heard, not even on my graduation day.

"I want you try, at everything, being a dad, being a boyfriend, just try." I asked, as he nodded. 

"Ok I promise to my best Christina."

He rested his head on mine, as he kissed my fore head, feeling his soft lips on my head. Feeling his hair fall around my head. He wanted to do this, for our daughter, he wanted to do it.

"Do you want lunch? I am sorry I made you miss breakfast, I can make you a sandwich or a salad, or anything you want." Mitchell ask as I heard whimpering coming from Victoria's room. 

"Anything sounds good, I have to check on her." He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek.

He let me go as I walked to Victoria's room, she was in her crib. I picked her up and rocked her in my arms and sat down in the rocking chair with her and began nursing her again. Six to eight times a day and I'm sure my nipples would fall off.

Mitchell came back in with a salad in his hand, I lowered my feet as he sat on the rocking foot rest.

"Here open up." As he held the fork up I rocked forward and took a bite of the sweet leafy green and the sour balsamic vinegar, it was divine.

I chewed on the mouthful as I watched him get another forkful ready for me. I swallowed the tasty salad bite and opened my mouth for another piece. He served me slowly letting me enjoy the food. I watched him with intent of what he was doing to me. I somehow felt aroused from a man feeding me. It was something I was not used to before, the way he would look at me when I was ready for another bite. Letting the sweet juices of the leafy greens envelop my mouth, the way it crunched in my teeth. The soft flow of the lettuces leafs, mixed with the soft tomatoes and  crunchy celery pieces. He knew how to make my mouth sing in heavenly tones without trying. How I would look at him with the hunger in my eyes for him to keep feeding me. He pushed my hair back from my face anytime I had a lose strand come lose from my ponytail. When he finished feeding me my lunch, he put the fork back in the clear glass bowl and kissed my cheek.

"I'm going into my office to work, if she is napping afterwards. Come by and we will talk about what to do about your stuff. Where to move it and rent out your home." A ping of guilt and loss hit me, my home. 

"Ok." I said numbingly as I watched him walk out of the room with the bowl in his hand. I burped Victoria and rocked her to sleep. 

I found Mitchell's office as he clicked away on his computer, his blue tooth was in, I lightly knocked on the door. 

"Yes." He paused as he watched me come in and slid into a chair in front of him.

"Yes I understand, and that the contract she signed?" He paused again.

"I want to take the mortgage over, and pay it off. No, not to sell the condo, but pay it off and make sure she is has a home in a few years in case anything happens. Is there enough in the family funds to do that?" He smiled.

"Great push the paperwork though, and I will talk to you soon. thank you." He hung up as I came into his office. 

"Hey, so your condo is paid off, being cleaned as we speak, and your clothes and anything sentimental value will be dropped off this afternoon." I looked down at my hands, holding in my tears again.

"You ok? I know this is fast, but I would like it if nobody knew about Victoria right now. Just press can be ugly even in the best of times."

I got up from the chair and walked over to his chair. I slid into his arms as well as his lap.

"Thank you for it all." I whispered into his mouth as I kissed his lips. I pulled back in a heartbeat, it was meant to be a light peck on his lips. Only he looked at me like I shouldn't have pulled away. I got up as he grabbed my wrist.

"Nobody gets away with just a kiss with me." He pulled me into his lap and curled his left arm under my hip. The other one under my shoulder blades. He pulled my body to his head. Feeling his strong lips press down onto my lips. His tongue pushing into my mouth looking for a way in. I opened my mouth by a little bit and he pushed in and deepen the kiss by pulling me closer. His left hand traveled up the crease if my jeans. I felt his hand in the middle of my jeans.

"Stop Christina! Before it's too late." My mind screamed. I pushed his hand away. He came back slowly, I then pushed it away again. He pulled back from the kiss, lips swollen, breathless as he was looking into my eyes.

"Why? I'm doing all of this for you, can you at least give me some hope this isn't all for nothing?" Feeling his erect demon. The reason I call it the demon is because I felt like hell the next day. Hence the name demon. 

"It's too soon to get into bed but here." I grabbed his hand, I lead it to my bra.

"Feel this then that's it, sex can come later just not now." I put his hand under my bra, as he felt my breast heavy with milk, I felt his demon pushing into my hip.

"Ok that's enough." I moaned as I pulled his hand off. I was turned on. 

"This isn't fair." He whined.

"This isn't over. You will get a chance to fuck me." 

He nodded. "Why not now?" 

"Because I said no." His face dropped. "It's too soon, after a little bit we can have sex again, just give me some time." He nodded. 

"Just I'm used to having my way, where the girls peel they're clothes off to get into bed with me, just your you and not wanting it." He looked at his desk.

"I'm a disciplined man, and when things don't go how I would like them to go, I become very hard to please. Even you coming in, just talk to me. I want to fuck you. I want to show you how to become more controlling. So you and I can become a better team, if not for our daughter, for you." I somehow saw him stand over me as he placed his hands on my face and guided me to the chair in front of his desk, and stood in front of me and looked into my eyes.

"I saw how you eat and it displeased me Christina, if you only knew the things I could teach you. How much easier your life could be. For you to bend to my every need as I would bend to your every need. I can be all you want me to be in a boyfriend and a father." He stopped.

"If I show you this, and you leave. Victoria will stay with me and I have everything I need here to keep her happy." He walked to his desk and pulled out some papers.

"I need you to sign this, it says that you will keep everything you see in this house a secret. If you leave me, you leave everything behind. I had paid your house off, you are welcome home anytime. You go back though you no longer welcome here, not even if it is to visit. You are mine, and I will make sure anything you want is taken care of. If you leave you will no longer carry any value or option in our daughters life. I would like you to sign. I want to show you something and it will give a life to everything you want." He smiled, he wanted me to be happy. To him, he would fulfill every dream, every desire, and everything he saw for me, it would be within reach.

I looked at the papers, I read as my eyes filled with tears, I can't believe this. All my power was gone, he would give me all the money I need to enjoyable life.

After our daughter turned eighteen, she would go to college, or university. I would live my own house after that point. If in the case if there was another child then the deal would be done when they were eighteen. I would still move home.

We would never share a bed, we would never cuddle. If he wanted other lovers he was aloud, I was not. If the event we had a relationship we would have sex whenever he saw fit. Not on my schedule, unless I was on my period. I was suppose to be on birth control all the time and not be off it. He was aloud to discipline me however he saw fit.

"What?" I asked aloud. "Discipline me?" 

"Yes, I like to spank girls and make them feel humiliated, and embarrassed. Are you not feeling that way now?" Tears rolled out of my eyes. 

"Yes." I whispered. 

"Yes? What? You don't know this?" I looked into his eyes as he grabbed my chin.

"Say it! Say 'yes Sir' or 'yes master' and nothing less. Unless we are in public you can call me Mitchell." I couldn't say it. His hand tapped my face.

"Now say it!"

My mouth hung open. Unsure of what to say, how to feel. I felt his hands on my face, scared for my life, I mumbled "yes sir." He smiled, and let go of my face, but still cupped my chin. Everything felt like I was on a tilt-a-whirl, just kept spinning and not slowing down. He pulled my chin to face his vision.

"You're ok, come here." He said as he placed his mouth on mine. He pulled my body towards his. I unlocked my lips from his.

"Christina, you sign this, I can grantee you this I will not leave you. You can trust me and I will learn to trust you." I nodded and swallowed.

"Do you have a pen?" He smiled, as he placed his mouth on mine again.