Billionaire Games (Taboo Bareback Romance Novella)

by Marilyn Meyer

  Bill just stood there smirking as her step-dad walked up and stood next to him. The two billionaires looked down at her, naked and alone in the water.

  “Daddy,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest, feeling self-conscious now in front of them. “We weren’t doing anything.”

  Bill laughed.

  Her step-dad glared at her, hands on his hips.

  “I just wanted to take a dip in the hot tub,” she said.

  “Naked?” her step-dad said.

  She looked down, unable to meet his cold stare any longer. Wanted to sink under the water and hold her breath until they left or she passed out.

  “And,” Bill said, a wide grin on his face, “not only did she get naked in front of me. She was about to suck my cock. Weren’t you?”

  “That’s a lie!” she screamed, not believing he’d told on her. Besides, he was just as guilty as she was. Well, two could play this game. “He came onto me, Daddy.” Working herself up to start crying. “He cornered me, made me get naked. Said he was going to rape me if I didn’t do what he told me.” The tears started to run down her cheeks. Your move, asshole.

  The grin left Bill’s face.

  Her step-dad turned to Bill, saying “Is that true?”

  Glaring at her hard, Bill shook his head slowly. “Careful, little girl,” he said. “If you want to play with the men, you better make sure you know the rules first.”

  Then her step-dad took his arm and the two men turned their backs to her. They put their heads together, speaking in voices so low she couldn’t hear.

  “Daddy!” she said, feeling like she was losing what little grip she had on the situation.

  He whirled around and held is finger up. “Quiet!” His steel blue eyes cut into her, waiting to make sure she followed his order before turning back to talk with Bill.

  She sunk down in the hot water, her nose barely above the surface. Steam rose all around her as she watched the two men talking. What could they possibly be talking about for so long? The way Bill had reacted when her step-dad caught them–calm, almost jovial–surprised her. It was like it was an every-day occurrence for him.

  Finally, they turned back to her and she stood up in the water, exposing her breasts to them, determined to not let them get the upper hand on her.

  Her step-dad said, “It’s time for you to learn some discipline.”

  “But daddy,” she said, hearing her whining voice but unable to do anything else, “I didn’t do anything. I told you he said he was going to rape me.”

  “Is that really the story you want to stick to?” he said.

  “It’s not a story,” she said, but more quietly this time, losing her conviction now. She looked down at the water.

  “Well, if that’s the way you want to go we can call the police right now. They can be here within ten minutes. They’ll arrest Bill and you’ll go down to the station with them to give your statement. Is that what you want?”

  She wiped the tears from her cheek, trying to figure a way out of this. Getting the police involved definitely wasn’t the way. She shook her head.

  “I can’t hear you,” he said.

  “No,” she said, looking up at them, glaring. “That’s not what I want.”

  “Good,” he said. “Maybe there’s hope for you yet.”

  Bill was grinning again. He took another puff from his cigar and blew the cloud of smoke towards her.

  “First,” her step-dad said. “You need to make amends to Bill for accusing him of rape. Do you agree?”

  Amends? She wasn’t sure she liked the sound of that. She nodded and met Bill’s eyes. “I’m sorry Bill, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

  He shrugged. “That okay. No harm done. I admire your tenacity.” Then he whispered something in her step-dad’s ear.

  Her step-dad looked at him for a moment then turned to her. “An apology is a good start, but now you need to finish what you started. I want you to suck Bill’s cock.”

  Her eyes widened. She couldn’t believe what she just heard. Her step-dad, who rarely ever acknowledged she was there let alone spoke to her, was asking her to suck the dick of his business partner. It had to be some kind of trick, or a joke maybe. They were both going to start laughing at her any moment. She looked to Bill’s face, then back to her step-dad’s. There was no hint of humor on either man and they just stared back at her, waiting for a response.

  “You,” she said, “want me to give him a blow job? Like, right here?”

  He nodded.

  Still not sure if he was serious or not. How could he be? “I don’t understand,” she said.

  “Well, let me explain it to you then,” he said, speaking slowly and clearly as if to someone who spoke English as a second language. “You need to learn some discipline. I’ve been busy with other things and neglected to teach you. Perhaps that’s my fault. Now we find ourselves in this unfortunate situation. You’ve offended Bill and that reflects poorly on me. You sucking his dick accomplishes two things: first, it will prove to Bill that you’re truly sorry. And second, it will prove to me that you’re willing and able to learn from me. If that’s not something you want then you can collect your clothes and go back to your room. I’ll leave it to your mother to deal with you from now on. But if you do want to learn to take orders from me, and I suspect you do by the little show you put on today by the pool, then you can start by taking Bill’s dick into your mouth right now. Think carefully before you act.”

  She swallowed hard. He was definitely serious. Everything about him–the look on his face, his unwavering stare–screamed serious to her and she suddenly had the urge to jump up out of the water and run away from these two power-hungry men. Run away and never look back.

  But there was an even greater urge in her. Her pussy began to throb at the thought of her step-father having complete control over her. Ordering her to do things. Dirty, secret things like sucking Bill’s cock in front of him. And afterwards would he make her suck his cock? That prospect alone was worth any freedom she might be sacrificing by agreeing to this. Knowing her step-father it would definitely mean sacrificing something. He’d said he was going to teach her discipline. And she knew he always followed through on what he said with an unwavering and relentless drive to succeed.

  In the end, the decision was easy. The idea of this man fucking her face in front of her father excited her beyond anything she could imagine and any possible consequences of agreeing to this–what would you even call it? an arrangement?–any possible consequences of agreeing to this arrangement were so far from her mind it was no wonder that later, much later, she would look back on this moment in her life and marvel at how sometimes decisions of such great magnitude could be made with nearly no thought whatsoever.

  “Hand me that towel?” She didn’t want to get Bill’s tuxedo wet with chlorine water.

  “You,” her step-father said, “will address me as Daddy and will always say please when appropriate.”

  “Will you hand me that towel please, Daddy?” Liking this game already.

  She stood up on the step in front of Bill. It was the perfect height for her to reach his cock. Daddy handed her the towel and she dried off her hands, then her breasts and the rest of her body as the men watched her. Taking her time, showing off every inch of her hard, young body. No expressions on their faces but she knew they must be enjoying this as much as she was.

  When she finished drying herself she looked up at Bill and said, “May I suck your cock now Bill?” And after a brief pause adding, “Please?”

  “Go ahead,” he said.

  His fly was still open from before and his erection pressed against the thin material of his pants. She reached her hand in and placed it over his throbbing dick. He wore silk boxers and she found an opening at the front of them, working his cock out through the hole and into the night air.

  Looking up at him, she wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft, then opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and, starting f
rom the base, she licked the smooth underside of his dick all the way to the end, circling around the opening before letting his head enter between her parted lips.

  Wrapping her warm mouth tightly around his throbbing cock she moved her head forward, sliding him into her as far as she thought she could take it, before pulling her head back, all the while looking up at him. As she let his cock out of her mouth, a thin line of saliva reached from the tip and connected to her bottom lip. She brought her hand up and wiped it away then kissed the soft head, teasing him, savoring the moment. This was the sexiest thing she’d ever done and her pussy agreed by dripping juices down her leg.

  “This is all rather sweet,” Bill said, “but I don’t have all day.” He tossed his cigar in the hot tub then threw his glass down hard to the side. It shattered against the concrete, startling her. He grabbed the back of her hair between his strong fingers, gripping it tightly, the roots pulling at her scalp.

  It hurt but she didn’t want him to see her pain and she wanted her Daddy to see that she could do as she was told.

  “Open,” Bill said.

  She opened her mouth wide and he plunged himself in. She grabbed onto the base of his shaft, struggling to keep him from going too deep, already feeling like she might gag any moment. Her throat strained open as wide as it would go and he fucked her face relentlessly, pushing her head down as he thrusted his hips hard against her young mouth, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

  “Take that cock like a good little slut,” Bill said.

  She tried to reply but all that came out was a gurgled moan, vibrating against his dick. The more she tried to keep him from going too deep, to keep him from choking her with his huge cock, the more he tried to do it. And only after she resigned herself to the face fucking, relaxing completely, taking her hand from the base of his cock, letting him have his way, only then did he let up–ever so slightly–pulling back when she started to gag, releasing the grip on her hair enough that she wasn’t in pain anymore.

  While Bill fucked her face, she stole a glance over to her step-dad. He stood there expressionless, arms crossed over his chest, watching.

  Once she got into a rhythm–relaxed her throat to the point where she didn’t feel like she was choking with each thrust–the throbbing between her own legs became even more prominent. She reached her hand down and ran a finger along the length of her slit, gathering moisture, then circled around her engorged clitoris, rubbing it fast and hard, matching Bill’s dick in her mouth. She plunged her fingers deep inside her wet pussy, looking at her Daddy while she did it, moaning in pleasure against Bill’s huge cock. It wouldn’t take long for her to come like this, and she rubbed faster anticipating the rush of pleasure that would soon follow. As she fingered herself, rubbing furiously against her clit, she imagined it was her step-dad’s cock that was filling her mouth and throat. That sent her close to the edge of orgasm.

  Before she had a chance to come, Bill suddenly groaned and gripped hair tightly, ramming his dick deep into her skull. His warm seed exploded into her throat and she slurped it as best she could, swallowing the salty load. He pulled out and gripped himself, sending two more shots of cum onto her face. It dripped down her nose and cheek and she stuck her tongue out as far as she could licking it up, making sure she swallowed all of it. That seemed the appropriate thing to do.

  Bill finally let go of her head and she used her finger, wet from her pussy, to slide the remaining streaks of cum from her face to her mouth, licking it off her finger as she looked up at him.

  He put himself back in his pants as he caught his breath, looking down at her, smirking. “Not bad,” he said.

  Daddy was still just standing there with his arms across his chest, not saying anything. But she did see the outline of his cock pressing against his pants. Her pussy tingled and she knew she was so close; if he put his dick in her she would come instantly.

  Bill said, “Well, I’ll leave you two. Haley, it was nice to see you again.” He winked at her then turned and left, leaving her naked and alone with her step-father, wishing she knew what was going on behind those stoic, blue eyes of his.

  He held is hand out to her and helped her out of the hot tub, giving her a towel. They were right in front of each other now, so close she could see the moistness on his lips. His perfect lips she’d wanted to kiss for so long.

  She let the towel drop to the ground and reached her hand out to his crotch, squeezing his erection, biting her lip while she looked into his eyes.

  Without moving, he said, “What are you doing?”

  “I need you, Daddy,” she said. “Please?” Stroking his hard shaft through his pants, her pussy dripping wet as she felt him for the first time.

  “Take your hand away now,” he said flatly.

  She drew her hand away quickly and said, “I’m sorry, I just thought–“

  “You thought what? That I would fuck you right after you sucked off Bill? Kiss you while his cock is still on your breath? While his cum is still in your mouth?”

  She looked away, the night air suddenly cold against her bare skin, and wrapped her arms tightly across her chest.

  “You’ve done a good job so far–” he said.

  She looked back to him, meeting his gaze.

  “–But you haven’t earned the right to be touched by me in that way. Do you understand?”

  She nodded.

  “First, you’ll have to prove your loyalty and show me how disciplined you are. But since you did as you were told with Bill then I’ll let you come to the party.”

  “Really?” she said, wanting to jump up and hug him but holding herself back.

  “Get dried off and go up to your room. I’ll have a maid bring a dress up for you to wear. When you come down I’ll take you around and introduce you.”

  “Thank you Daddy,” she said, a wide smile on her lips.

  “You’re welcome,” he said. “But listen to me carefully. I’m taking you under my guidance now. I’m going to teach you how to behave and if you learn well then I promise you the rewards will be beyond anything you can imagine. But if you disobey me–“ He held is finger up in front of her face. “–in the slightest way, the punishment will be swift and severe.”

  She nodded, doing her best to hide the excitement threatening to burst out of her body.

  “Okay,” he said. “Get dressed and go straight up to your room.” He turned, leaving her alone and stripped of the boredom she’d been experiencing earlier in the evening.

  Chapter 4

  Haley sat in her room, replaying the events from the hot tub over and over in her mind as she waited for her dress. The way Bill had been so nonchalant when her step-dad caught them. Like it was something completely normal. And what did he say? Something about needing to know the rules if she was going to play the game. And the rough way he’d treated her while Daddy just watched. The way she felt like she’d given up all control of her body over to him. It surprised her but it was such a turn on to be used that way.

  A light knock came at her door.

  “Come in,” she said.

  One of the maids came in carrying a black evening gown. She was young, probably mid-twenties, and quite attractive even in the maid’s uniform. Pretty much all her Daddy’s housekeeping staff were young and attractive.

  “Thank you,” Haley said, “you can just lay it on the bed.”

  “Your father said I’m to help you dress, ma’am.”

  “Help me?”

  “Yes, that’s what he said.”

  She shrugged. “Well, daddy knows best.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” The maid looked at the floor, still holding the dress in her arms.

  “What’s your name?” Haley asked.

  “Tamara, ma’am.” She seemed nervous.

  “Tamara, that’s a pretty name.” Haley stood and took the dress from her, holding it up to her body in front of the mirror.

  “Thank you, ma’am.”

  “You can call me Haley. I
would prefer it to ma’am.”

  “Yes, m–Haley.”

  Haley handed the dress back to her and stripped down to her underwear. She went to her closet and found a strapless black bra and matching thong panties, put them on then came back out to find Tamara in the same spot, still looking at the floor.

  “Okay, let’s see what it looks like on me. I hope it fits.”

  Tamara looked up at her now, scanned her body. “Haley?” she said.

  “Yes?”

  “Your father said for you to not wear any panties.”

  “Did he?”

  The maids face was turning bright red as she nodded.

  “Well, daddy does know best.” She quickly pulled the panties down and noted the moisture in them from her still-excited pussy, then went and stood in front of the mirror looking at her bare slit.

  Tamara brought the dress over and helped Haley into it, zipping the back up for her, then stood off to the side looking at the floor.

  “What do you think?” Haley said. It fit perfectly and she was impressed with how grown up she looked.

  The maid quickly looked at her and said, “It’s beautiful.”

  Haley could tell she wanted to leave but of course wouldn’t go until Haley told her she could. “Would you mind helping me with my makeup?” she asked, putting on her sweet and innocent voice.

  As she walked down the large front staircase to they party, Haley couldn’t help but notice the heads turning to look at her and she loved the attention. Daddy was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, smiling, the stern look from before completely gone from his face.

  He kissed her cheek. “You look beautiful.”

  “Thank you, Daddy. I love the dress.”

  “You’re welcome.” Then he leaned over to whisper in her ear.

  As he did his manly scent enveloped her and she inhaled deeply, the smell intoxicating.

  He said, “Did Tamara give you my message?” His breath warm and his voice soothing against her ear.

  She put her hand on his shoulder and whispered back to him, “Yes, my panties are safely upstairs and my pussy is bare and ready for whatever you need of it.”