Blackmailed by the Billionaire Clubby Jane Amber
It’s an offer she can’t refuse, and soon Tara finds herself turning back into Lilith, the wanton, kinky
- LendMe LendMe™ Learn More
Tara ‘Lilith’ Lily was a world famous pop star, adored by millions of her screaming fans, before she retired to finish her last year of high school. But now the shadowy Billionaire Club has tracked her down for one last private show.
It’s an offer she can’t refuse, and soon Tara finds herself turning back into Lilith, the wanton, kinky, and naughty girl that she thought she’d left behind. Only moments after falling into their power, the star finds herself undressing on camera for their sick amusement.
But even that can’t prepare Tara for the kind of debauchery she’ll find in the Mr.Blue’s mansion, where five masked men have paid handsomely for her to satisfy their every sexual desire. And they intend to use every part of the pop idol’s perfect body in ways her mouth, breasts, pussy, and ass could never have dreamed of.
And the worst part is, Tara might be starting to enjoy it all!
Warning! This story contains 7,048 words including m/f sex, oral sex, blackmail, anonymous sex, voyeurism, sex in front of strangers, anal sex, titty-fucking, and a young girl coming to terms with the debauchery she craves!
Tara sucked in her breath as he reached out, running his hand over her bare skin.
“How old are you?” Mr.Red asked in a strong, rough voice.
“Eighteen,” Tara said, digging her nails into her hands. She felt her body stiffen as he caressed her flesh, squeezing it with authority. He was a man accustomed to owning things. And now, Tara thought, now he owned her. At least for a moment.
He ran his eyes over her. “Are you enjoying this?”
She nodded, not trusting her quivering voice. Mr.Red cupped her breasts in his hands. She pressed her eyes shut as he gently squeezed them. Tara would have been embarrassed. But Lilith... Lilith felt a wave of pleasure. Delight at being touched in front of these six masked strangers.
A whimper escaped her lips.
“You like that?” Mr.Red asked, squeezing harder.
“Y-yes.” Tara bit her lip, trying to contain the heat rising inside of her.
“My request is this. Show us your desire. Show the cameras.” He whispered the last words as if he were asking her to do something exceptionally naughty.
“I-I don’t understand,” Tara gasped, even though she did, all too well.
“Your pussy,” Mr.Red said, a hard edge in his tone now. “Let us... shall we say, inspect it.”
“O-okay.” Tara tried to pull back from him and felt her body falling onto the bed. Her hands reached for her miniskirt.
“Not the skirt,” Mr.Red said quickly. “Leave it. It makes you look... ravishing.”
“S-sorry,” she apologized, reaching under her miniskirt for her red underwear. She slid the thong off easily, then pressed her legs tightly together, savoring the moment.
“Show us. Show the world,” Mr.Red pressed, his voice compelling her. Biting her lip even harder, afraid of rejection, Tara slowly brought her knees apart.
Meet the Author
and post it to your social network
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
See all customer reviews >