Page 671 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
I was about to call it. But thenGirl’s choicemade a late surge. One million. One point five. Two…
“Wow,” I said. “It might be your lucky day,babe.” And it was. Because even though it started to lose steam,Girl’s choicehad just enough votes to tick past the ass fucking. “Girl’s choice it is!Guard #2, go ahead and walk the runway and we’ll see what she chooses.”
Chastity turned around to watch him walk towards her. He tore his shirt off halfway down the runway, exposing his chiseled eight pack. I’d seen those abs just a few hours ago. They belonged to Kendrick Jones, aka Birthmark.
Shit. I hope he can get hard again.
All my worries dissipated when he got to Chastity and ripped his pants off. His massive eleven-inch cock swung towards her, birthmark and all.
He took a step towards her.
This was the moment of truth. What would she choose to do with him?
Unfortunately for Chad, I had a feeling she was gonna choose to bend over for him. Or at least get titty fucked. There was no way Chastity would pass up such a big cock.
But as he stepped towards her, she put her hand on his chest and pushed him back. She shook her head no and gave him a sassy little finger waggle.
“Yeah!” texted Chad. “I knew she’d be loyal!”
His victory was short lived, though. Because Chastity looked to either side and motioned for the other guards to come join her. Their cocks were out by the time they reached the stage. And she was eager to bend over and grab them.
“So much for her being loyal,” I said as Birthmark grabbed her thong and tore it off. And then he was inside of her. She arched her back and pressed against him, slowly taking all eleven inches. “Looks like she went for the sharing option.”
Chad didn’t send any more texts. He’d probably thrown his phone across the room. Or maybe he was enjoying the show.
And what a show it was. Birthmark had gotten some nice practice with Maeve, so he knew just how to use her leash to get maximum thrust power. And Chastity’s gloves were already starting to rip from jerking off the other four guards.
Originally I’d thought it was bad when Maeve’s gloves had ripped so easily. But now I’d decided that was more of a feature than a flaw. It was fucking hot when a girl was so horny that she didn’t even care when her diamond-studded gloves started to rip.
Eventually one of the guys picked her up over his shoulder and carried her into the lounge. All the other guards and a few camera men followed.
“We’ll check back in on them soon,” I said as the doors swung shut. “But first…it’s time for the main event. Ladies and gentlemen of the internet, I present to you…our virgin!”
My dick stiffened in its sleeve as Ash walked out onto stage in her little white bikini. The diamonds on the gloves and the garter and her shoes sparkled under the bright lights. But I was focused solely on her virgin pussy. I wanted to tear her thong off and take her right then and there. And then, just as I claimed her, I’d tear the bag off her head so I could see the look on her face.
Unfortunately, we’d only earned a little over four million dollars so far. And we needed double that.
“Unlike our previous model’s fiancé, our virgin’s father is a very rich man. And he’s willing to pay five million dollars to keep her virginity intact,” I lied. I had no idea who Ash’s parents were, but I was pretty sure they didn’t have that kind of money. “If you can bid more than that by the time she gets back to the stage, then her virginity is ours.”
The screen turned into an empty bar, slowly filling towards the five-million-dollar mark.
And by slowly…I mean pretty damned quickly.
Ash had just struck a pose at the end of the runway, and we were already at 2 million.
Up and up it went. But she was almost back to the stage and we were still only at 3.5 million.
“Getting close,” I said. “I should probably show you what she’ll be losing her virginity to.” I motioned a camera man over. And with the camera pointed right at my junk, I tore off my tuxedo pants, revealing my massive cock to everyone.
Including Ash…who got so distracted by it that she tripped and fell. The sharks circled below, and I couldn’t blame them. Her tits had popped out when she fell, and they were magnificent.
She slowly got back to her feet and finished walking to the stage with her hands covering her perfect tits. Just as she stepped off the glass, the bar filled up to five million dollars.
YES!!!
All the high-rollers in the cabanas cheered.
“Why is everyone cheering?” she asked through the bag on her head.
