JUDE'S POV
"Where are we going?" I ask James when his driver turns right instead of left to his apartment.
"To my house," he simply says and starts playing with my nipples through my shirt.
"But that's not the way to your house," I say as I remove my phone from my purse and send my live location to Juliana. I don't know James that well to fully trust him. He might turn out to be a serial killer who has been toying with me all this time.
"We are not going to the apartment, we are going to my estate. It is the perfect place for me to give you the punishment I plan on giving you. I have a playroom there, with a lot of toys to play with." He says as he bites my earlobe and pinches one of my nipples at the same time.
"You have a playroom, is it a fifty shades kind of arrangement?" I ask him with excitement.
"No, little one. My playroom has more things to play with than what you saw in that movie. Your pussy will start dripping when you see them." He says. We continue our drive to his estate in comfortable silence with James still playing with my nipples making me wet each passing second. Sometime later Joe stops at a huge black gate.
As the gate to his estate opens, my eyes go wide with amazement. This place is truly stunning. I have seen beautiful estates before, and I even grew up in one, but this one surpasses them all in terms of glamour.
"Wow, James, this place is beautiful," I exclaim as I take in the breathtaking surroundings.
"Thank you," James responds with a smile, clearly proud of his impressive estate.
The grounds are clean with lush green lawns, vibrant flowers, and towering trees creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. The driveway is lined with elegant lamp posts, leading up to a grand entrance with a fountain in the center.
"Do you want a tour now or we will do it tomorrow?" He asks.
"I want the tour now, not of the whole place but just a part of it. I know it's late and I will not be able to see it properly but I still want to see it." I say as I get out of the car the moment it stops. I hear James chuckle as he gets out of the car and comes where I am standing.
"You seem to be more excited to see my property than seeing me naked." He teases.
"No chance, I am more excited to see you naked and feel your hard cock in my pussy. But I know that if I don't see this place tonight I will not be able to. I plan on spending the whole day fucking your brains out tomorrow." I tell him as I give his his cock a little squeeze.
"Is that so?" He asks in amusement.
"Yes," I respond as I kiss his mouth, he responds as he massages my ass. We break our kiss when Joe clears his throat.
"What is it, Joe?" James says, still holding me close to him.
"Sorry, for disturbing you sir, but where should I put the bag?" He asks, holding the bag with my things.
"Put it in my room," James tells him.
"So, where are we going to start from?" I ask him as Joe heads to the front door.
"This way, come on." He says as he gets my hand.
He first takes me to the left side of his mansion where there is a sparkling swimming pool and a tennis court.
"Do you play tennis?" I ask him
"Yes, tennis is my favorite sport, I have been playing it since I was young." I can see a smile on his face as he tells me about how his father introduced him to it.
"We used to play tennis with my father every Saturday. It was our thing, my father used to make time for me on Saturday unless he needed to do something important." I can tell that he loves his father just by the way he is talking about him.
"You guys must be close," I say as I go near the pool and remove my stiletto as I sit down and sink my toes. James sits next to me as he also removes his shoes.
"Yeah, we used to be close before he died." He says in a low voice.
"I am sorry James, I didn't mean to bring up your sad memories," I tell him
"It's okay, little one. My father died when I was twelve years old. It has been thirty years since he died." He says as he takes my hand in his.
"I am still sorry," I say.
"Stop apologizing, come on, let me show you the other side so that I can have that pussy of yours." He says as he gets up and offers his hand for me to take.
He takes me to a beautifully landscaped garden with an outdoor seating area. James explains that he loves to host parties with his friends, and it is easy to see why. The setting is perfect for entertaining guests and creating unforgettable memories.
As we continue our tour, I am struck by the attention to detail and the level of care that has gone into every aspect of the estate. James has truly created a paradise for himself, a place where he can relax, unwind, and enjoy the beauty of nature.
After finishing the tour from outside he leads me inside and my mouth opens the moment I step inside. The architecture of the main house is striking, with its large windows that offer stunning views of the surrounding landscape.
As we walk through the house, I am in awe of the elegant luxuries that James has incorporated into his home. The interior is elegantly decorated with plush furnishings, ornate chandeliers, and exquisite artwork. The kitchen is a chef's dream, with top-of-the-line appliances and a spacious island for entertaining.
"I love this." I say as I look at the beautiful kitchen. "I love cooking so I get excited every time I see a beautiful kitchen." I tell him.
James chuckes as I run my hand on the kitchen I island. "I knew you would love it. I could tell that you love cooking by how well organized your kitchen looked when I visited your place." He says.
"The kitchen is my favorite place, I love cooking." I say as I take one look at the beautiful kitchen and head out.
Nex he shows me the bedrooms which are spacious and inviting, with plush bedding and stunning views of the grounds.
"Are you hungry?" He asks me as we stop at a big golden door.
"No, I am okay." I tell him.
"Are you sure? Because once we go through this door you will not come out until I punish you for what you did earlier." He tells me as he looks me into my eyes to make sure I understand what he is saying.
"Yes, I am sure." I answer. I am excited to see what's behind the door and what kind of punishment he is going to give me.
"Okay," he says as he opens the door.