Billionaire Games

by Michelle Love

  She moves off my lap and climbs under the blanket and leans against the headboard. “Reed, I’m afraid you won’t be able to respect me if I tell you what I allowed.”

  “You were young and inexperienced. I promise you there’s not a thing you can say to me that will make me lose respect for you. I respect who you are today. That young woman is not you anymore. And I wouldn’t even ask you to do this but I don’t want Rod to think he can make you stay quiet about what he’s done to you.” I move around on the bed and give her my full attention.

  She bites her bottom lip then she looks down. “Not long after we moved in together Rod asked me to enter into a contract with him. A submissive/slave contract where he was the dominate. It said in the contract that he owned me.”

  The way my stomach tightens and rolls makes me want to throw up. “I see.”

  She keeps looking down. “I wasn’t going to sign it. I really wasn’t. But he had another woman come to the house, and she was ready to take that offer. She was ready and willing to do whatever he wanted right then and there. So I told him I’d do it. I signed it and became his property.”

  “That’s not even legal. But I get what you’re saying. So this contract was for life then?” I ask and have to fight nausea.

  She nods. “And it came with rules and punishments for breaking them. And conditioning my body to accept pain.”

  I run my hand over the blanket where her legs are. She can’t look at me it seems. “Jenna, what did he do to you?”

  “That first night right after I signed the contract he bound my hands and hung me up on a hook he’d put up on the wall in our bedroom. A hook like you’d hang a robe on. Only robes never hung there. Only me.” She has to close her eyes, and a tear runs down her cheek.

  “I know this is hard.” I run my hand up her arm and over her cheek to wipe the tear away.

  She opens her eyes but doesn’t look at me. “He got out his leather belt and told me to say the safe word only after the pain was enough to make me cry. I was able to take five lashes before that happened. And he was pleased with that.”

  My heart is pounding and I wish that was all the fucker had done to her, but I know it couldn’t have been. “And after that?”

  “He had sex with me while I was still strung up. And while I was still crying.” She closes her eyes again. “That was not the worst thing he ever did to me. It was just the first thing. It sticks out because of that, I guess.”

  “So he hit you often?”

  She nods. “For the first few months of the contract, it was every day. To get my body in condition he said. And when I made little infractions of his rules it got more intense. Nipple clamps, collars that were tight and large. They made me very uncomfortable, you know.”

  “I can imagine. And you were incapacitated when he did those things?”

  “Yes, strung up so I couldn’t get away from him. Do you remember that New Year’s Even when we all went to that bar and you left early?” she asks me as she looks into my eyes.

  “I do.” I take her hand in mine and lace our fingers together.

  “After you left, he made me go into the bathroom when that woman he was playing pool with went in. I had to beat her up. I busted her head against the sink and never felt worse about anything in my life. Not anything made me feel as bad as that did. But he was so proud of me for doing it. He told me he was making me strong and fearless. The kind of woman he needed.” She looks away.

  “What else has he made you do?”

  “Sex in places that were semi-public. Your family’s bathroom, the men’s room where he worked. The café where everyone in town eats. Behind the grocery store in the alley. I couldn’t work so he could call me to come to him when he wanted or come home to have sex or get a blowjob whenever he felt the need. If I wasn’t available for him then he said he’d get it from another woman and I didn’t want that. That’s why I made myself available for him.”

  “He’s a very fucked up individual.”

  She nods. “After that fight in the front yard when the cops came, and I told the cop not to take him to jail he changed a lot. He threw away the belts, the bonds and the other things he used to hurt me. He stopped making me cater to him. And let me do my online classes. Then he asked me to marry him and everything was great.” Her eyes cut up to mine. “Nowhere near as great as one single moment you and I have shared. But great for me and Rod. But then he disappeared and left a hole in my soul. I was a slave with no master. The contract was still there. Always lingering in the background of our relationship.”

  “You belonged to him in your mind, didn’t you?” I run my hands up and down her arms.

  “In my mind, I did. And with each day that passed after he left, that idea of belonging to him faded away. The reality of what life really is about started seeping in. Going off to college was the best thing I ever did for myself. I met this guy there, Cam. He helped me come to see that I had secluded myself. I pushed people away. I had no trust in anyone. With his help I came out of the shell I had allowed Rod to put me in.”

  “Was he your boyfriend, Jenna?” I feel pangs of jealousy.

  She shakes her head. “No. He was a great friend. I think it was very important for me to make him my friend and learn all men are not like Rod. All men don’t want to control women. All men don’t feel the need to punish. All men aren’t out to hurt me physically or emotionally.”

  “I’m glad you had a friend like that. You became a very different person with that guy’s help. I should send him a thank-you card,” I say with a smile.

  She looks at me. “Can I be completely honest with you?”

  My heart lurches as I have this deep fear she still has feelings for Rod but I have to hear it if she does. So I nod and hold my breath.

  “If this all comes out Rod is going to say some things that are very personal about what we did. You see, I have no idea why this happened, but when he was giving me lashes I would get wet inside. And after he stopped I would have this frantic sex with him. I can’t explain why. It just worked like that. And I feel shame about that. I feel like a horrible person for that.”

  “And I am going to get someone you can talk to about what happened to you, Jenna. Someone who can help you forgive yourself for things that were beyond your control. You were young, and he took advantage of the fact you had never been allowed to date. You had no idea what was normal and what was not.”

  Her hands shake as she moves them, through her hair. “You’re right about that. And I think it would help if someone who’s been through that could help me understand why I’d react that way. If I could understand why I didn’t leave. I had my parents to go to. But I never did. You told me to call you if I needed anything and I never did. I had people who would’ve helped me. Thing is, I didn’t want help. I didn’t want out. And even when he first disappeared, I didn’t want it to end.”

  I pull her into my arms. “I’m so sorry that he did that to you. So very sorry.”

  Her hands move over my back and up to move through my hair. “Make love to me, Reed. Take my mind back to me and you and away from thinking about those days.”

  Her hands move to the bottom of my T-shirt and I hold my arms up so she can pull it off me. Then I take off the nightgown she has on and toss it on the floor as I kick off my shoes.

  I stand up and get rid of my jeans and pull the blanket back. Her body rises and falls with her breathing and I find her beautiful. How my brother could do those things to her I can’t understand.

  She is an angel and should never be hurt. I run my hands over her stomach and watch it quiver with my touch.

  She breathes out my name, “Reed.”

  I look at her to find her gazing at me. “I love you, Jenna.”

  Her hand runs over my cheek. “I love you. You really have made me happier than I ever imagined I could be.”

  The sick feeling her story gave me starts to fade away as her touch heals me. I hope my touch does something similar to her.


  “You have made me happier than I knew possible too.” I move my body over hers and she raises her legs, running her feet up my calves then wraps her legs around me as I slide into her, gently.

  I move with slow strokes and kiss her softly. Then trail kisses down her cheek and over her neck. “You’re perfect.”

  She moans as I move deep inside her. “Reed.”

  Her breasts rub against my chest as I let the upper part of my body move to feel them between us. I move in and out of her with nice slow strokes.

  As I make love to her slow and steady I want to show her how much I adore her and cherish her. I want to let her know that part of her life is over and she will never have to live like that again.

  Her hands leave little currents of electricity as she trails them over my back and arches up to me. I roll with her so she’s on top of me and I can look at her.

  She sits up and takes my hands to her breasts. I take them and rub them as she moves rhythmically over me. Back and forth she rocks on me as I give her breasts gentle squeezes.

  I move my hands down to her waist and pick her up to allow her body to stroke my cock. She puts her hands on my stomach and runs her fingers through the lines that divide my abs.

  Her body is perfect and voluptuous. Her skin is a creamy peach color and her cheeks are flushed with desire.

  This woman is like no other and no man will ever harm a hair on her gorgeous head again.

  The sun shines in, making her golden blonde hair shine and a halo glows around her head as she moves up and down giving me more pleasure than any man should be allowed to have.

  But I am allowed this for some reason. I am allowed to have her. I am allowed to be the man for her.

  Together, we will make a life for ourselves far away from the road my brother planned on taking her down.

  She will live with me in a mansion instead of with him in a dump. She will be on my arm, a respectable woman instead of on the back of his motorcycle and hanging out with him and his motorcycle gang in biker bars across the country.

  She will be treated like the goddess she is instead of the slave he wanted her to be.

  I watch her lip begin to quiver as her body starts to pulse around me. “Reed,” she moans as she climaxes.

  She stretches out as she rides me and her walls squeeze my cock until I can’t take anymore and let my body do what it wants. Cum inside her and fill her up with my love for her.

  Her eyes open as my cum shoots into her and she looks at me then smiles as I hiss out, “Yes! Jenna, you’re amazing!”

  “You are,” she says then leans over and kisses me soft and sweet.

  I thank God she gave me a chance!

  * * *

  Chapter 23

  REED

  As Jenna sleeps in my arms, the calm of our love-making starts to leave and the fury at my brother creeps in.

  I leave her sleeping and put my clothes back on and leave to pay my brother a visit.

  If he thinks he’s getting away without me kicking his ass completely for what he did to her he’s very mistaken.

  As I pull up to my parents’ house I see both of their cars are gone and his Harley is in the driveway along with a small red car.

  As I go inside I don’t see anyone. So I go to his bedroom and open the door. Sprawled across the bed naked as the day they were born are my brother and some woman with a red dye job.

  With a quick visit to the kitchen to retrieve a glass of ice water I go back and toss it in his sleeping face.

  His eyes open and so does the woman’s who’s next to him. “What the fuck?” she shouts as she sits up and grabs the sheet to cover herself.

  My brother doesn’t say a word as he attempts to jump out of bed, but my hands meet his chest and shove him back down. “Nope, you just lie back there so I can set your ass straight. Jenna told me everything. The slave contract, the way you beat her ass, the way you fucked her in ways that were inexcusable. And now I’m here to let you know she’s mine now. You will never touch her again. You got me, bro?”

  “She is mine and I have a contract that says that. I will get her. I will take her with me and you will never see her again. Once I take her, I will never be coming back here. So take that and shove it up your ass, little, bro.” He smiles and puts his hands behind his head and leans back. Not even attempting to cover himself up.

  “If you want her so bad why do you have this skank in your bed?”

  The woman glares at me and I look right back at her until she looks away. Rod shakes his head. “I have needs and Jenna’s being difficult right now. None of your business really. But you need to get it through your head that Jenna is mine. She always was. I took her virginity and in the biblical sense, she is my wife.”

  I laugh. “You know nothing about the Bible, Rod! Please don’t even attempt to bring God into anything concerning you. After what you did to that poor girl, the only entity on your side is Satan.”

  He smirks at me. “How much would you like to bet that if you gave me an hour with Jenna alone I would have her back? Bet you aren’t secure enough about what you think you have with her to do that.”

  “If you think I will ever allow that, you are truly insane. And the stunt you pulled at the lodge is a criminal act you know.”

  His eyes narrow at me. “I didn’t hurt her.”

  “You came into a private room without being asked to,” I say and find him smiling.

  “How do you know she didn’t let me in, Reed?”

  “I know she didn’t. She’s afraid of you.”

  He eyes me to see if I’ll budge. “What if she did let me in? What if she does want to talk to me? Will you be man enough to let her?”

  I look right back at him. “She didn’t let you in. She doesn’t want to talk to you. And I am man enough to protect the woman I love. I will never let her talk to you alone. No matter if she begs me to. You messed her head up and I’m going to get her help to understand why she allowed you to do the things to her you did.”

  “Now who’s controlling her?” Rod glances sideways at the woman in his bed.

  She answers, “Sounds like he is.”

  “Really? Bringing this bitch into this, Rod!” I roll my eyes. “Jenna doesn’t want to talk to you. I’m not going to allow you another moment around her to intimidate her into thinking she wants to talk to you.”

  “I will get her back. And you can be sure her ass will stay red for a month for doing this to me. This is very humiliating. And I don’t deal well with being humiliated, Little bro.” He sits up and puts his hand on his dick. Which makes me kind of sick. His hand runs up and down it. “See this. This has been all in that woman. This was in her first and it will be in her last. And there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it.”

  “Stop that!” I shout as he keeps running his hand up and down his cock, making it erect.

  Then he looks over at the woman. “Suck it.”

  She doesn’t even hesitate to do what he’s said and sits up and leans her head down and takes it into her mouth.

  “Rod! Fuck!” I shout.

  “You can stay and watch me get sucked off or leave. Either way this conversation is over, Little bro.”

  I turn to leave but say, “We’re leaving today. Just so you know if you ever come to our home in California you will be arrested as I’ll be taking out a protective order with the Bel-Air police department against you. Don’t fuck with either of us.”

  With a slam of his door, I leave his bedroom and have the strong need to take a bath with how filthy the man is.

  I hear my parents coming in and go to them. “We need to talk. Your son has done horrible things and you two need to know about them.”

  Mom shakes her head. “Reed, please, I don’t want to know. I’ve had my suspicions but I don’t want to know the details.”

  Dad looks at her then walks toward the back. “Come on, let’s go outside. Sue, you have to deal with the truth.”

  The three of us go out
to the patio and they sit down. I stand because I’m too pissed to sit down.

  “Rod made a BDSM contract with Jenna just a little while after they moved in together. He’s beat her,” I say then my mother raises her hand like a kid in class.

  I give her a nod and she says, “If they made a contract then she was agreeing to let him do that, right? Isn’t that how things like that work?”

  My father looks at her with disapproval etched into his face. “Sue! Are you defending him?”

  She shakes her head. “Heaven’s no! But I am trying to say that Jenna was allowing it. I was over there one time and he made her take off his boots and get him a beer and I was right there telling her not to do that for him and she did it, anyway. Some people want that in their lives. She stayed with him after that incident with the police coming when Rod threw her all over the yard.”

  “Mom, she was an innocent girl when he got a hold of her. She had no idea about what she was getting into with him and that contract.” I start pacing as I really didn’t expect this out of my mother.

  “That girl had plenty of people she could’ve gone to if she wasn’t accepting of what he was doing,” she says as she taps the tabletop. “She could’ve left at any time. You have to admit that, Reed. You can’t blame Rod entirely. She let him do it.”

  “Well, then, can I blame Rod for pushing things so far as to go into our room at the lodge while I was gone and try to get her back?” I ask as I find my hands going through the air over my head as I yell.

  My father gives me a look telling me to quiet down then he says, “Son, you did take his fiancé. Did you expect he would take that well? Did you think he wouldn’t want to talk to her? Did you think he wouldn’t make an attempt to get her back from you?”

  Great!

  “Dad, he hurt her.”

  Mom quickly interrupts, “She accepted it!”

  “You know, you two are why he’s the fuck up he is! No matter what he has ever done you two never really tried to correct his actions. You just said that was how he was. His temper was bad, so I needed to watch out, you guys told me that when I was young and he’d beat the shit out of me. Just stay out of his way, you told me. And now that I’m telling you your oldest son beats women, all you have to say is she allowed it.” I turn around and run my hand over my face in complete exasperation.