Page 494 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I’d prefer to keep it on,” I said.
“I keep on too,” said Slavanka.
“Oh come on, guys,” said Ash. “Why are you so afraid to take your coats off? Oh wait, is it because you’re dressed super inappropriately underneath? Booyah!” She made a show of untying her trench coat and letting it fall to the floor.
I laughed. “I’m not afraid to take it off. I just had a whole reveal planned. It would be a shame to spoil it just because some pervy coat check wants to get an early peek at the goods.”
“Ah, I see,” said the guy. He turned around and pulled three hooded capes off a rack. They were similar to the robes that the brothers wore, but the material seemed even richer. And they were capes instead of robes. And they had a super cool claw-shaped clasp.
“Oh hell yeah.” I tore off my coat and replaced it with the cape. The material was so freaking soft. Was it velvet?
Once we were all enveloped in our plush capes, the guy pressed a button and another secret door slid open.
I expected another hallway. Or a staircase. Or a dance floor. Instead, we were in a state-of-the-art control room. Three rows of hooded figures all typed away at keyboards, occasionally looking up at the massive wall of monitors.
The one in the middle turned around and cocked his head. “Wow. First they let him in early, and now this? Dude must be a total boss.”
Ash and I looked at each other. It seemed like maybe he was talking about Chad? But I didn’t quite understand all of it.
“There’s a locker room down the hall if you need to change or do your makeup or anything,” said the guy. “Make it quick, though, I think they’re about to begin. And if the lights turn red, get back here immediately.” He spun around and started typing again.
“Wanna check out the locker room?” asked Ash.
“Nah, I’m more interested in what’s happening here.” I pointed to the monitors. One by one, they were coming online. Each showed a different angle of the same room.
“Oh my God!” said Ash. “That’s the creepy sex dungeon we found last weekend!”
I stared at the screens in awe. “It’s even better than I imagined.” Seriously, it was. The round king-sized bed covered in gold satin sheets…the countless candles casting a sexy glow on the intricately carved pillars…the gryphon-shaped throne for the master of ceremonies. It was the perfect sex dungeon.
Drums started playing and dozens of hooded figures began filing in, each chanting as they walked.
It only took a minute for them to form a circle around the perimeter of the room, but on the first floor and up on the balcony.
The chanting intensified as another hooded man walked in. The biggest screen in the command center changed to focus just on him walking to the throne. When the candlelight caught his robe just so, a red gryphon crest flickered to life.
I can’t lie - I was super jealous of his robe.
He took a seat on the throne and the chanting immediately ceased. The camera zoomed in on him. His hood was pulled down tight over his face. And he had a gold mask over his eyes. But I recognized that mouth. It was the same mouth that had absolutely feasted on my pussy last weekend.
The punch master.
“Welcome, brothers,” he said. “It is not often that we find a man worthy of joining our ranks. But tonight, I’m pleased to announce, we have done exactly that. All five punch masters are in full agreement. This man belongs in the Gryphon Club. And so, without further ado…let the initiation ceremony begin.”
The drums and chanting started again and the main image changed to a closeup of Chad entering the sex dungeon. Unlike the hooded brothers, he was dressed only in a white linen robe, and his face was on full display. He knelt in front of the throne.
“Rise,” said the punch master. “Tell me, pledge. Why are you here?”
“I desire to become a brother of the Gryphon Club, Daddy.”
“And do you understand the full weight of that request?”
Chad nodded. “I do.”
“The oath of brotherhood is a lifelong commitment. You shall treat your brothers as if they are your flesh and blood. And you shall never betray them.”
“I understand.”
“It is a simple creed, yet there is nothing more powerful than the trust we all share. Cherish it. And cherish this first gift we have for you.”
