Page 133 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I think he goes all over. But I did meet a girl a few months ago who claimed she encountered him at the Society in Rome. She said he fucked her for two hours straight. She couldn’t walk for days. She might have been lying though. Who knows.”
“Are there any other legends I need to know about?” asked Chastity.
I hoped she wasn’t planning on finding them for me.
“Let’s see…” said Frankie. “There’s Cerberus. I’ve heard they’re triplets that you have to let bang you and two friends. And Python. To get his challenge coin, you have to deepthroat his massive cock. For guys, there’s Medusa. It’s said that one look from her can make a man rock hard.”
I laughed as I sipped my drink. That was clever.
“To get her coin they have to survive a five-minute blowjob. But these are all just legends. I’ve never seen a member with one of their coins. Speaking of legends...how about Zico? You recruited him, right?”
“Yeah.” But I didn’t want to sleep with Zico. I wanted to sleep with Tanner. This was all so fucking messed up. I sighed.Maybe I should fuck Zico.Who wouldn’t have lesser true love with a guy like him?
“Speaking of famous people,” said Chastity. “Are DJ Spaceboy and his dancers members?”
“Not yet. But rumor has it that they might join soon. Oh! How about one of the Supernova Six guys? I heard one of them joined.”
Chastity squealed. “Please tell me it’s Orlando Jackson.”
I thought about Rob’s VR. Both versions.I wouldn’t mind doing that for real…I shook away the thought and took another big sip of my drink.
“Nah, one of the other ones. The one that used to be a boxer.”
“Oh, Zayne. Yeah, he’s hot. He and his brother give me Angel and Diablo vibes.”
Frankie turned back to me. “If you’re not fucking them tonight, they should totally be your date tomorrow. I would love to set it up. Let’s get you that two-headed shower you wanted!”
I did not want that!“Uh...no thanks.”
Frankie shrugged. “Just let me know if you change your mind. How does this look?” She spun my chair around so I could see my hair and makeup.
“Wow. I look amazing.” I went to touch my cheek but Frankie swatted my hand down.
Chastity nodded. “Yeah you do! Tanner is gonna love watching you suck a huge cock wearing nothing but heels.”
“Watching?!” I asked in horror.
“Wasn’t that one of the rules?” asked Chastity. “That he gets to watch?”
“Wow, okay,” said Frankie. “I’m definitely ditching the rest of my shift so I can come see this go down.” She pulled off her hairstylist uniform and grabbed a party dress off a nearby rack of clothes.
“No,” I said. “He doesn’t get to watch. I just have to tell him what I do. Although he did say he’s a bit of a voyeur… Do you really think he wants to watch?” I thought that was just a one-time thing with the sausage king. And it had all gone so terribly wrong. I wasn’t sure I could risk videochatting again, just in case I called a rando. But if Tanner was already here...
“Let’s just see where the night goes,” said Chastity. “Here.” She handed me an earpiece. “Let’s do this.”
We all walked out of the lounge. And I swear everyone turned to look at the three of us. I guess we did look pretty great in our short dresses and heels.
“The ultimate girl squad,” said Chastity.
I kept expecting to trip any second. But somehow I didn’t.
“Table for three?” asked the hostess.
“Nope,” said Chastity. “Just two. She’s on a sex date.” She pointed at me to make it clear I was the one on the sex date.
“Of course.” The hostess grabbed two menus. “Right this way.”
“Good luck.” Chastity honked my boobs twice.
