The Billionaire's Son 6 : Initiation (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica) (2 page)

Derek wiped a hand across his eyes, suddenly feeling weary. "Jackson and I have had a strained relationship for awhile now, even before his affair with Elise. He has probably noticed some suspicious activity with money because I've had to pay dearly to get involved in The Club.
Ironic that it
's for
a sex club that he is heavily involved with himself. When I found out about his sexual proclivities, let's just say that it soured the relationship even more."

Julia looked sympathetic. "Yeah. Jackson has an absolutely impeccable reputation. I could barely look him in the eye the other day after what happened. So what is your plan, Derek? You're just going to hand over five million dollars to this man and hope that it can get you into the right parties to find Elise?"

Derek
realized
his hand
was slowly
inching up Julia's thigh. If he only had more time
, he could satisfy his burning need
! "Five million is not all that much. It's not money that I would ever miss - and if it helps clear my conscience about what happened to Elise, it would be well worth it. The only thing I worry about is what The Club
is secretly doing
with all the money
while the
rich
guys
are distracted by the sex
. Whatever the money is
funding probably
makes for
an even bigger scandal than the sex stuff."

Julia shuddered. "It sounds like they're collecting some serious money. The shadowy dealings behind the scenes are probably even more dangerous than
an
ything else."

Checking his watch, Derek sighed. Julia felt so wonderful in his
lap;
he didn't want to leave her again.
He wished he had time to erase all her doubts about him.
"
I've got to get going if I want to make it to this meeting on time. Scott never called so I
suppose
he had trouble getting a stand-in for you. I guess I'll just go by myself and hope they don't say anything - especially if I hand over all that money."

Julia sat up straight in his lap.
"Wait - what? A stand-in?"

Derek explained,
"Yes, the elder wanted me to come in and he specifically asked me to bring my 'slave'. I had Scott working on getting me a girl with a faked identity to act as my slave, but he worried that he wouldn't have enough time. I guess he couldn't pull it off. I just hope this doesn't ruin anything."

"Well,
I
could go with you. How dangerous could a simple meeting be?"

"No way, Julia. I don't want to get you involved in all this. I'm not going to risk your safety."

Julia had a stubborn look in her eye.
"But you've put so much time and effort into finding Elise, what if it all falls apart because you didn't bring me? He might be suspicious of you. And he might have been at the party on Friday. What if he recognized that the slave was a different woman
from the
party?
Derek, I don't think you have a choice - you have to bring me."

Derek shook his head.
"I would rather let it all fall apart
-
to make sure you were safe."

"This sounds like a quick meeting with this man. It's not a sex party. How dangerous could it be?"
Julia wasn't backing down.

"If my cover
is
broken, it could get ugly. Besides, you are supposed to be my slave. What if I have to order you around to prove my authority over you? Would you be willing to do whatever I asked of you? Even if it was sexual in nature?"

Julia's eyes widened.
"I’m sure I could
force
myself to obey you
if I had to
."

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Derek teased. "You can come just because I don't think this man is going to give us any
problem
. But you have to follow my lead. Any sign of trouble and we leave. I'll make sure Scott has our back in case the meeting goes bad."

"Okay. When do we leave?"
Julia seemed
eager.

"Right now."

***

I sat in the rent
ed Mercedes
with Derek, wondering if I made the right decision.
We had been driving for over an hour
,
heading toward the meeting with the mysterious elder of The Club. Derek and I had
creat
ed a back-story for me, in case I was questioned, but the plan was for
me to generally remain silent.

Derek's fingers were tapping incessantly on the steering wheel and he had grown quiet. I wondered if he was suddenly feeling as nervous as I was.

He turned to study my face. "You know, Julia,
you can still back out of this. I can drop you off somewhere and pick you up after the meeting is over."

I'm not sure why I was so adamant about going. "No. You've come too far to screw it up now. Let's just get this over with."

Derek didn't look happy, but he wasn't stopping me.
We drove in relative silence until we approached the
gates of the impressive manor house.

We got out of the car and neared
the house
on foot.
Derek smiled and gave me a wink. "Remember to act deferential to me."

I couldn't help but smirk in response, but
the thought of following Derek's every command, his every sexual command that is, brought a flutter of excitement to my stomach.

The formal
looking
,
older
man who answered the door led us down a long hallway into a study. I glanced idly at the book
-
lined shelves before taking a seat on the small arm chair nearest the door. Derek prowled the room. As we had discussed earl
ier, we both waited in silence.

We didn't have long to wait before a
tanned and fit man, probably in his late 50's, entered the room wearing tennis attire. He immediately approached Derek and offered his hand to shake. "Ahh. Mr. Blackstone, a pleasure to finally meet you.
Ethan Graham
, please call me
Ethan
."

Derek shook hands with the man. "And you can call me Alex."

I watched as the men exchanged pleasantries, amazed at how easily Derek held his own with this
formidable
man, even
with all the uncertainties and possible dangers hanging over his head
.

Ethan
was pouring drinks for the two men when he finally got down to business. "It seems that there has been
a
discrepancy with your membership, Alex. Our records indicate that you've only been a member for less than a year. Further, you are not at the proper level required to claim a slave."

Sitting demurely, I held my breath waiting for Derek's response. "I must admit,
Ethan
, that I am not a man
who
waits patiently for anything he wants. As you probably know, I am a
n
extremely
successful man. I became that way by going after what I wanted. I realize I may have jumped the gun
somewhat
in my exuberance, but I am financially prepared to make up for that."

Ethan
couldn't have grinned any larger. In this club, it seemed that money did all the talking. "Well, Alex, I knew from your profile that you were just the kind of man that we welcome
with pleasure
into our ranks. I'm sure we can manage to get past this little discrepancy."

Derek nodded, "I appreciate that."

Ethan
swirled the brandy in his glass. "Now, because you are such a new member and rose up the ranks so quickly - you may not have had the time to digest all
of
The Club's protocols.
You must remember from now on that your slave must always be in uniform around other members. And of course at all the functions."

"Of course." Derek didn't even glance my way.

"What is her name?"
Ethan
strode across
the room to stand in front of me.

"Katia."

Ethan
grabbed my chin
firmly
and tilted my head upward to meet his eyes. "And how is her training going? Is she well behaved?"

My heart started pounding in my chest. This felt like some kind of test. Derek sounded relaxed, "
No, she just started training. She's not ready for functions yet."

I remained docile
,
as
Ethan
looked me over. "It may not seem so now, Alex, but the most feisty slaves turn out to be the most loyal in the end. Plus, a man like you will have a lot of fun training her into full obedience."

Derek offered his agreement, while his eyes flashed a warning behind the older man's back.

Ethan
turned to Derek. "It's a pity that she won't be trained in time for the Equinox. It is The Club's premier party
each
year. This year it will be held at Highgate Manor. If you are initiated on time, you could attend with Katia. It's something you don't want to miss. But Katia would have to be ready
beyond
all
doubt
."

Highgate Manor was where Derek thought Elise was.
I knew it was important for Derek to get an invitation to this exclusive party, so I was surprised when he remained silent.

Ethan
continued. "It would be a pity for you to miss it. Hmm…Katia, stand up."

I stood as he asked, nervous
his
focus hadn't left me yet.

He
walked towards
his desk
and pressed a button on the intercom system. "Alfred, I need you."

Ethan
returned and began circling me, checking me over as if I were a piece of meat. Alfred, the aging servant who had greeted us, entered the room
moments later
.

Ethan
stopped circling when Alfred appeared. He strode back to a large wooden desk, located about five feet in front of me, and leaned back against it crossing his long legs in front of him. "Alfred, this is Katia."

Alfred nodded, but did not speak. Derek
stood warily in the background.

Looking me directly in the eyes,
Ethan
commanded, "Katia, take off your jacket."

The alarm bells that were going off in my head started sounding louder. Tentatively, I removed my blazer.

Ethan's
eyes blazed, "Alfred, would you like to see her tits?"

Alfred stood stiffly watching me. "Yes, sir."

I felt a burning heat flushing my face as
Ethan
ordered me to remove my shirt and bra.

Derek took a step forward
; a quiet menace sounding in his voice
. "I'm not sure I appreciate sharing that with you,
Ethan
."

Finally breaking his probing glare on my body,
Ethan
turned to Derek
.
"
It's only natural that you are so reticent, considering how recently you acquired her. But you do realize that we are all brothers at The Club. You must show your good faith by showing off your slave and sharing her with your brothers."

I watched as Derek's jaw clenched tightly.
Ethan
had gone back to
casually looking me over
. He continued his speech. "Besides, she has chosen this path. She
wants
to do this. She will
become more powerful
at The Club by earning points servicing your brothers.
And
as she gains power
, so will you.
So, you should encourage it - even
demand
it
.
She will come to crave it, if she already doesn't.
It
would be a pity for you to miss the Equinox festivities
just
because
she wasn't ready."

My knees felt like jelly. What did this man want of me? And if I didn't comply, would
Derek
lose his opportunity
?

Derek's voice sounded gruff. "She's not ready."

Ethan
smiled at me. "Katia? I only want to see your body. You should be in costume at all times in front of members anyway. Besides, I can see that you want to do this. You want to show me your body, right?"

I felt cornered. If all he wanted was to see me naked, I had been through much worse
at The Club
before. After all, it would just be the
servant
, Alfred, and
Ethan
ogling me.
And Derek
. It certainly would be more difficult with Derek's eyes shooting daggers the
entire
time. I only had a moment to decide, and I didn't want to blow Derek's chance.

"Yes." I let out the answer before I realized I wasn't supposed to speak.
Ethan
didn't seem to mind judging by the smug look on his
face.

My clumsy fingers had trouble unbuttoning my blouse.
The men stood impassively as I peeled the
shirt
off my body. I avoided Derek's gaze altogether. Hands trembling slightly, I reached for my bra and unclasped it, my ample breasts spilling out
of the cups
.

I stood under their scrutiny for several long moments before
Ethan
demanded that I finish undressing.
Before my courage faltered, I kicked off my heels and stepped out of my skirt. Removing my thigh high stockings was difficult without looking awkward, but I managed
.

Bared before them
,
m
y pussy tingled as
I
felt their lusty gaz
es
searing my skin.
I snuck a glance at Derek. He was clearly angry; I could see his
fists clenched tight
as he ground his teeth
together
to keep from protesting
.

"
Look at those luscious tits.
What do you think, Alfred?"

Alfred
's
monotone voice seemed indifferent
.
"Very nice, sir."

"Katia, turn around so I can see that fine ass of yours."

I turned slowly around, glad to be out from under Derek's fierce glare.

"Now spread your legs and bend over for me. I want to see
your
sweet pussy."

The fluttering increased in my stomach. My pussy responded to his words by
throbbing excitedly. Was I getting so turned on by these
lewd
men
gawking
at
me? Or was it because they were
gaping at
me in front of Derek? I wasn't sure
.

I did as
Ethan
ordered; I had already c
ome this far and Derek had remained silent.

"
So sweet.
Alfred, check Katia and tell me how wet she is for me."

Derek spoke, a menacing warning, "That's quite enough, Ethan."