Serving Him

I was silent for a moment.

“But doesn’t everyone start from nowhere at some point?” I asked in a low voice. “I mean, even if your family’s rich now, they started from somewhere, we’re not kings and queens, this is the United States, not Europe.”

And Kane shrugged, eyes still dark.

“Yeah, but I guess memories are short. Here, if you’ve been rich for five generations, that’s “old money” in New York. People forget, honey, or they gloss over their roots, it’s the human way.”

I leaned against that broad frame, relaxing, still nonplussed.

“So you started the Billionaires Club as a result?” I asked. “Because you couldn’t get into these other white shoe places?”

Kane shrugged noncommittally.

“Partly, yeah, but partly also because I wanted a place away from the city, clear on the other side of the country. I wanted a place to get away, a place where the girls were beautiful, naked, and willing, a place where shit like this is legal. So Nevada made sense, and I had a couple friends in the same boat. We banded together, and that’s how the Club came to be.”

I was silent for a moment.

“I’m sorry Kane,” I said softly. “I didn’t know that NYC was so bizarre and weird.”

He laughed and shot me another grin.

“Don’t be sorry. Manhattan is absolutely a bizarre and weird island, loopy and insane. But it’s awesome as well, don’t get me wrong, little girl, I love it there. What you’re hearing are the insecurities of a young man, the way I was in my twenties. Now, two decades later, I’m a lot more sure of myself. Those clubs? You can bet they’ve all tried to get me to join,” he added with a wolfish grin.

“And did you? Or did you decide not to?” I asked playfully. “I hope you said no.”

He shrugged.

“I said no to some, yes to others. University Club has the best library, and I wanted to get a look at that place before building one here. So I joined just for that purpose,” he said with a wink.

I gasped.

“But isn’t membership expensive?” I asked, disbelieving. “You joined just to get a look at their library?”

He nodded with a sly grin.

“I’m not gonna confirm exactly how much membership is, baby girl, but let’s just say the five-figure range. Besides, it was worth it. I scoped out that library, got the blueprints, and now our library here is a million times better. It’s got more books, better books, rare books, a dozen librarians, and fancier facilities,” he drawled. “Everything’s better, hands down.”

I paused again then, just thinking. Who was this man who’d been dissed in his youth? Who’d wanted to belong so badly, that when he was turned down, he turned around and built his own place? It spoke of insecurity, yes, but also of tenaciousness and tenacity. Because it takes a lot or grit to start your own thing, a lot of emotion, will, and drive, not to mention money. And Kane had done it. He’d made it happen, something had sprung out of nothing because he’d willed it into existence.

So I bit my lip again. The revelations about the big man were astonishing and incredible, but they also made me a little nervous. This was no weak foe. Kane was a man to be reckoned with, mountains moved because he said, and I was nothing more than a poor teenage girl. I was nothing more than an impoverished church mouse, retained for two weeks to serve his every whim. And even though he was paying me generously, still, I was the help, here to do his bidding.

So nodding slowly, I wound my arms around his neck. I had a job and this conversation only reminded me how much was at stake. Kane was an important man, he paid my salary and could make all sorts of things happen, and I couldn’t afford to mess it up. So I threw myself into it, doing my best.

“Daddy,” I whispered. “Are you ready for round two? All those noises across the way have been making me horny.”

Because the trio on the other side were still going at it, breathy pants and gasps now interspersed with loud slapping sounds, the unmistakable rhythm of dick punishing wet cunt.

“Are you ready?” I asked again, licking his lips. “I know I am.” And with that I let my towel drop and sat in his lap completely nude, big boobies rubbing against his chest. “I want it Daddy, give it to me.”

Kane groaned deep in his throat.

“I know you do baby, I know you do,” he growled. “That’s why you’re so perfect, my dirty little girl. But tell me honey, what did all this mean to you? Do you think less of me? Do you think I’m a wannabe loser, building this place because I couldn’t get into others?”