Page 591 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Auction Me - Chapter 16 – The Great Escape
Sunday – September 22, 2013
Cabana Boy was about a millimeter away from deflowering Ash when the taser hit him. His whole body seized up and he would have fallen right on top of me if I hadn’t rolled off the lounge chair.
The two guys on either side of Ash got hit a second later.
“Ow!” yelped Ash, pulling her hands away from the now-electric cocks.
What the fuck is happening?
“Fall back to bar!” yelled Slavanka. She grabbed Ash and pulled her behind the bar. I was only a few steps behind. A taser probe whizzed right in front of my face. And then another just missed my arm.
Shit!
I was still a few steps away. And out of the corner of my eye I could see one of the banana king’s guards aiming his taser rifle at me. I was about to get lit up by like 30 taser probes.
I dove behind the bar just as he unleashed a full volley at me. Most hit the bar. One landed in the pool and lit the entire thing up like a Christmas tree. And one hit my heel.
Not my actual heel. My shoe heel. Which was good. Because I’d been prepared for that shit. After I’d tased the banana kingduring our last encounter, I figured he’d be eager to do the same to me. So I’d told Justin to construct all my shoes for this mission using nonconductive materials. And he was awesome, so he’d actually listened.
“What the fuck is happening?!” screamed Ash. “We’re all gonna die!” Apparently getting shot at had nullified all the hard work that banana juice had been putting in to calm her crazy ass down.
I peered around the bar.
The banana king and six of his elite guards – the ones with the sexy masks – all had their rifles pointed at us.
“You’re trapped,” he yelled. “Surrender now and I’ll only raise the ransom by $5 million.”
“Interesting offer,” I yelled back. “But Daddy doesn’t pay ransom.”
“Then I guess I’ll have to auction you and your virgin bestie to the highest bidder.”
“No!” screamed Ash. “I can’t be auctioned. You know I don’t do stages!”
“This one is more of a runway situation…” I said.
But the look on her face made it clear she wasnotinterested.
“Ash,” yelled the banana king. “Can you hear me?”
“Yes!” she yelled back.
“Good. If you come out now, you don’t have to walk the runway tonight. I’ll just use a picture of you.”
I could tell Ash was strongly considering it.
“But if you try to run, then you’re going to walk that runway ass naked. And the highest bidder is going to fuck you in front of everyone.”
“Nope. Nope, nope, nope.” Ash shook her head. “Okay!” she yelled. “I’m coming out. Don’t shoot!” She put her hands up and slowly started to stand.
“No!” I hissed and pulled her back down.
“What do you mean no? That’s a good deal! We’re pinned down here with no hope of getting out. You can’t bring a bottle of banana juice to a taser fight.”
“Sure you can. In fact, the Single Girl Rules almost demand it. Rule #5: Have banana juice in your purse at all times.”
“I thought that rule was about wine?”
