Page 18 of Forbidden Billionaires, Vol. 9

All of my guesses were wrong.

It wasn’t a Christmas sex dungeon. And Ghostie wasn’t naked and full spread on a bed. Hell, Ghostie wasn’t even in there.

And it ended in the exact same place as that staircase had.

Slavanka was standing at the hot chocolate machine, and Ash was sitting on a bench with her boots propped up on her vanity. Ash must have gotten there first, because she already had a fresh mug of hot chocolate. She took a sip and the whip cream dollop sunk a little lower in her mug.

And then I noticed her lips.

“Wow,” I said. “What happened to your lip tattoo?” The formerly-crisp white and green stripes on her lips had turned into a smeared mint green mess.

Ah! That little slut! She’d given someone head.

Or maybe gone further. Oh please, oh please have straddled a soldier’s thick cock so I can fuck Ghostie tonight.

“What do you mean?” she asked, trying to sound innocent. She put her hot chocolate down and turned to her mirror. “Oh. Geez. I must have smeared it a little while uh…eating a cookie.”

“Mhm,” I said. “And I guess you also spilled some milk in your hair?”

“That cum,” said Slavanka as she handed me a fresh mug of hot chocolate.

Ash turned bright red. “Gah! Fine! I admit it. I got caught like eight times.” She wiped some cum out of her hair and downed the rest of her hot chocolate.

“Oh my God. Do you think Santa saw? Can he see everything? He can. No. No, no, no. I’m definitely going to end up on the naughty list now. This is a disaster!”

“You sucked eight dicks?” I asked.

“Nine,” she whispered. “One room had a bunk bed. I think that’s how the cum got in my hair.” She bit her lip and smiled a little.

Yeah, she definitely loved giving that double blowjob. “Good job! And did you fuck any of them?” I put my hand up to high five her.

“No!”

I sighed. She was being such a cock blocker on Christmas. Ghostie was going to be so sad.

“And don’t high five being on the naughty list.” Then she whispered, “Santa’s watching.” Her eyes darted around the room.

She was being a little paranoid. But in her defense, there were probably cameras down here.

“If you want to talk about naughty things, we need to turn on a shower so Santa can’t hear us. Or at least turn that Christmas music up.” She walked over to the gramophone and stuck her head into the giant brass horn.

“I’m not a gramophone expert by any means, but I’m not sure that’s how you adjust the sound.”

“WHAT?!” screamed Ash into the brass horn.

Is she drunk? She definitely seemed drunk. I took a sip of my hot chocolate.

And then it hit me.

She really was drunk. Because this was Teddybear’s hot chocolate. Which included a splash of banana juice.

She had her first glass before the competition, which explained her sucking nine cocks. And then afterwards…

I glanced over at her vanity. There were three empty mugs.

She must have finished the second one a little before I got back, which put her into the paranoid phase of her drunkenness. And now she’d just finished her third. So any second now she was probably going to start raving about how much she loved literally everything.

Ash pulled her head out the gramophone. “Have you guys looked in here?” She pointed into the brass horn. “The craftsmanship is exquisite. I freaking love good metal work.”

The song ended and another Christmas song started playing.

“AH!” she screamed. “I LOVE THIS SONG!”

Annnnd there it is. Two loves in a row. Ash was definitely past the point of no return.

She walked over and pushed a button on the hot chocolate machine. It prepared three mugs.

“You guys want any?” she asked. But without waiting for an answer, she grabbed all three mugs and put all the straws in her mouth at once. “Ah! Too hot.” She put them back down on the machine.

“What we do now?” asked Slavanka.

“I don’t think there’s anything we can do,” I replied. “She’s too far gone.”

“No, no. Not Ash. I mean for contest. What happen now?”

“I guess we just wait down here while they tally the results?” I had no idea how they were going to do that. Did they have cameras in every room? “By the way, did you get caught at all?”

“Yes, no,” she said.

Huh? I was used to her always answering twice. But never with both a yes and a no. “Is that a yes or a no?”

“Yes, yes.”

“I’m confused.” I didn’t understand why she was being so coy. Since we got here I’d seen her get railed in the snow by a delivery guy and I’d been about to let her fuck my boyfriend. She didn’t need to be embarrassed about sucking off a few soldiers. “How many deliveries do you think you made?”

“Four floor.”

“Four floors?! Like…every room on those floors?”

Before she could answer, the Christmas music switched off. A deep voice boomed out of the gramophone.

“Results will be announced in five minutes. Please change and then make your way to the atrium.”

“Change?” asked Ash. “Into what?”

The mirrors above each of our vanities slid open and three presents tumbled out of the wall.

“Ah! Presents!” Ash ran over to her vanity and opened her present. “Oh my God! I love this! But also…what is it?” She reached into her present and pulled out about ten feet of green and white ribbon.

“Is that all that’s in there?” I asked.

“Um…” She turned back to her package and rummaged around. “There are also some gloves. And Christmas ornaments?” She held up a pair of white gloves and two green orbs.

“It’s definitely some sort of outfit,” I said. “The packages appeared right after the gramophone told us to change. Let me see…” I went over to my vanity and opened my present. Just like Ash’s, it contained ribbon, gloves, and ornaments. But mine were red and white instead of green and white.

The ribbon felt like spandex and was about four inches wide. It seemed like we were supposed to wrap it around our bodies in some way, but it would take a hell of a lot longer than five minutes to figure it out.

“Got it!” yelled Ash

I looked over.

Her candy cane striped boots from her first outfit were still on, and they looked fine.

But the rest of her? Dear Lord. One glove was on inside out.

The ornaments were hanging from her candy cane horns.

And she’d wrapped herself in the ribbon like she was a first grader dressing up like a mummy for Halloween.

Except she’d done a really bad job and her left tit was hanging out.

“I love the effort,” I said. “But I’m not sure you’ve quite nailed it yet.”

“No, no,” said Slavanka. “Like this.”

Ash and I looked over at her. She’d somehow turned her ribbon into a sexy bondage monokini with an overside bow tied over one of her boobs. She did a sassy little pose on her vanity and flicked one of the ornaments hanging from her ears.

Oooh. They’re earrings! “Slavanka, you sexy Russian genius! How the hell did you do that?” I asked.

“Instructions in box.” She held up the lid of her box. There was a little sketch inside that showed exactly how to tie it.

“Right. That makes sense.”

I followed the instructions and wrapped myself up in the ribbon while Slavanka helped Ash.

“One minute warning,” boomed the gramophone.

“Ah! Let’s go!” said Ash. “There’s literally nothing more that I love than being on time. Except maybe this outfit. I look hot, right?” She posed in the mirror and made a kissy face.

“You look so hot. But maybe let’s fix those lips?” I grabbed a makeup remove and wiped her lips, and then I applied some green lipstick for her. “Much better. Let’s do this.”

We were almost out the door when Ash ran back and downed all three hot chocolates at once.

Oh God. That was now six drinks for her. When those kicked in, she was gonna go buck wild. I had a feeling that my vow of celibacy was about to be lifted.

“Who do you think won?” asked Ash as we made our way up the stairs. “And what was the prize again?”

“One lucky member of the winning team will get a special treat,” I recited.

“I love special treats! But like…what kind of special treat? Maybe it’s more hot chocolate. God, I love that hot chocolate.”

“I think it’s probably something better than hot chocolate. Like Ghostie’s dick. And to answer your other question, I’m pretty sure I won.” Although Slavanka had me a little uneasy with that comment about four floors.

“I love that for you,” said Ash. “Will you share your present with me?”

“Naughty girl! You want me to share Ghostie’s dick with you? I thought you’d never ask.”

Ash laughed. “I meant the hot chocolate. But wait… Does Ghostie wanna fuck me?” She sounded kind of excited.

“When you’re dressed like that?” I said, stopping to look at her in the glow of the Christmas lights on the banisters. “Definitely.”

“But like…he’s in love with you.”

My heart skipped a beat, but I’m not sure why. Everyone was in love with me. So this was not new information. “Of course he is,” I said as we exited the stairs into the glass atrium.

And then everything went dark.

“AH! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!” yelled Ash, momentarily relapsing into her two-drink paranoia.

I put my hands out to feel for one of the tables that had been near the secret passage. But instead my hands just found a lovely pair of breasts. Or really…one breast and one oversized bow.

“HANDS OFF, PERVERT!” yelled Ash. I felt a slight breeze as her fist whizzed past my face.

“It’s just me!” I said with a laugh as I stepped backwards to get out of her range. I tripped over a big metal rod sticking straight up. And then the room lit up like a Christmas tree.

Seriously.

Christmas lights everywhere.

“Woooooow,” gasped Ash.

I was actually a little speechless too. Because I’d seen the glass atrium decorated for Christmas before. But I’d never seen it decorated like this.