Page 68 of Nobody's Girl

Under her elegant back wrap dress, she wore a black leather harness, the supple leather crisscrossing her body, framing her breasts with the silver nipple clamps on them. The clamps bit down hard on her nipples and Tamara wiggled with pleasure at the sweet pain.

It wasn’t just the club’s opening party that was exciting her – Penn Black had called her. He had returned from Europe and wanted to see her. She had agreed, inviting him to the party. “I know you may not feel like socializing, darling, but there are always private rooms we can go to.”

Penn had sounded hesitated but eventually agreed. “Until later.”

Grant would also be there, and Tamara was turned on by the hope that she would be fucked by both of them at the same time. She deserved it, she had worked so hard to make this club a reality.

Grant arrived early, before the party started, and as the wait staff moved around, preparing the place, Grant bent Tamara over the bar and took her, thrusting his engorged cock into her swollen and damp cunt, pinning her hands on the marble topped bar. Tamara loved being watched by the silent staff as she was fucked hard by her business partner.

Grant bent down to whisper in her ear. “Your ex-step sister likes to be watched too,” he murmured. “She and her billionaire fucking for an entire club to see.” He thrust hard and Tamara moaned in both pain and pleasure.

“You’ve told me about this already.”

“Have I?”

“Yes.” Tamara tensed, then sighed through an orgasm. “Come, will you? We have things to discuss.”

Grant slammed his hips harder against hers, not caring if he hurt her, then Tamara felt his cock exploded inside of her, pumping reams of creamy cum into her cunt. He withdrew and she felt him trickle down her inner thighs. Good, she wanted to be sated when the party began. She nodded to him to come back to the office, where she lit a cigarette and studied him.

“So, you’re back in New York for how long?”

Grant sat down, taking a cigarette from her pack. “Just a few days. Just to see this place and discuss next steps. My fingers are itching to spill Sofia’s blood but I want her to feel utterly alone, utterly helpless when I do.”

Tamara smiled. “You still want to fuck her too.”

“Yes.”

Tamara shrugged, only a little jealous. “As long as she dies, what do I care?”

“You’ve still got the photo?”

“Oh yes.” Tamara grinned. “I assume you’ll be using it to split her and Zacca up.”

“Yep. Then, at her most vulnerable, we’ll engineer the accident which will bring her to New York. Are you still onboard with that part?”

Tamara smiled. “Oh, yes. My brother hasn’t been that to me…ever. We just share DNA. When he dies, I guarantee Sofia will come running – and without the protection of her beloved billionaire…”

“She’s ours.” Grant grinned to himself. “I take it only you, I, and the constructors know about the rooms downstairs.”

“And even the constructors only think they were building an S&M dungeon, not a killing room. We can take our time with darling Sofia…the murder room is soundproofed, and there’s supplies to keep her alive for as long as we want. Why rush it? After she’s dead, we’ll dump her body in the Hudson. More than likely, she’ll never be found.”

“I have a better idea.”

“What’s that?”

Grant grinned widely. “Zacca will come look for her, that’s a given. With his known proclivities for kink, we could utilize that to frame him for Sofia’s murder.”

Tamara smiled. “There’s a reason I like you, Christo. Let’s do it.”

“I’ll be going back to Paris at the end of the week. We’ll put things in motion then.”

Tamara got up and came to him, pressing her lips to his. “This is going to be fun.”

Later, as she welcomed her guest and prepared to make the opening speech, she slipped out of her wrap dress and made her way up to the stage. The spotlight came on her and she smiled, knowing her body would be shown off to the crowd. She made a welcome speech, then, seeing Penn Black enter the stage, she called him and Grant to the stage. Grant smirking, Penn looking pensive, she kissed them both. “Let’s get the party started, shall we?”

She pulled a chair to the center of the stage and then bent over the back of it. Grant thrust into her as Tamara freed Penn’s cock from his pants and took it in her mouth. Penn, looking shocked, stood for a moment then pulled away, tucking his cock into his pants and disappear off the stage. Tamara, angry, pretended to shrug his rejection off then beckoned another handsome man she had spotted onto the stage. The three performed for their audience to rapturous applause and it wasn’t until later, when Tamara had worked the room, satisfied that her club was a success, and moving away from the naked, writhing bodies that seemed to take up the whole dance floor that she retreated to her office for a break. Grant was fucking his way around the gathered beauties, even fucking a particularly pretty guy at one point, much to Tamara’s delight.