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But when I turn and my eyes collide with my father’s enraged gaze, I realize the true severity of my situation.
It’s one thing for him to find his son naked, post-coital after what I’m sure was a fantastic threesome from the little I remember of it, in what I now recognize as the boardroom of his ninety-floor office building in central London, and a totally other thing for the rest of his board to discover me along with him.
The seven men stand there, mouths agape, with expressions ranging from disbelieving to apoplectic, taking in the scene before them. There’s a woman there as well, but her look is more interested than anything as she stares me down, craning her neck to try and get a peek at what’s under the blonde’s leg.
I shift to give her a little teaser, uncaring of my nakedness or how continuing to goad my father will further worsen my situation. She flushes as she takes in the intricate tattoos on my chest and the defined V of my abs leading down to my thick shaft, now at least partially on display for her appraisal.
She licks her lips, approving, and it’d be enough to get me hard again if a small voice didn’t sound from beside me, uttering one word and unknowingly sealing my fate.
“Daddy?”
I turn towards the blonde who’s now half seated, one hand rubbing the sleep from her eyes, the other thrown across her chest to hide her tits. I want to tell her she’s too late, that she’s given every man in this room enough material to wank to for the next fiscal year, but my gaze pings back to the group of executives and I watch fresh outrage etch itself across the face of one of them.
“Katie?” He asks, as if doubting what his eyes are telling him he’s seeing. “Katie, put your clothes on and come here,” he hisses. “We’re leaving.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she answers, clearly mortified.
My cock mistakenly twitches in response, thinking he’s being called up for the next round of action. I’d had her screaming those very same words to me last night.
She scrambles to grab her clothes and stands, revealing my entire naked body and rousing the brunette in the process. She rushes over to her father and they walk stiffly out of the room, but not before he throws a vitriolic look at my father.
The rest of the board stands there, shell shocked. It’d be comical to me if it wasn’t starting to drag out at this point. An older man takes a step forward, his brow creasing as he looks down at the prone brunette, now stirring awake beside me.
I stay as I am, legs spread and extended, resting my weight on my elbows, my dick on display for all, but unashamed of my nude body as I stare them all down.
“What have you done?” My father asks, his face marbled red. A vein I’ve never seen before stands out angry and throbbing on his forehead and I fear he’s going to have an aneurysm if he doesn’t take a breath soon.
Well, “fear”.
He could drop dead in front of me and IfearI wouldn’t actually give a shit.
Before I can answer, the older man speaks. “Venetia?”
I recognize him. He’s the president of the board, second only in rank to my father.
The brunette turns towards him, the easy smile she’d been aiming at me slipping off her face as she takes in our audience.
“Honey,” she answers and my eyes close as I stifle a frustrated groan.
Fuck.
“You know him?” I ask her.
“He’s– he’s…” she splutters, looking around her for anything to hide her nakedness.
Unfortunately for her, she’s been on exhibit long enough for every person in this room to have had the time to see all the depraved things I’ve done to her body.
The hickeys, the bite marks.
The streaks of cum dried on her tits.
A dark smirk pulls at the corners of my mouth. Very soon, my father is going to make me regret every decision I’ve made over the past eighteen hours, but for now I can’t help but revel in my handiwork.
In how it humiliateshimspecifically.
“Get up,” the man seethes, his eyes burning with embarrassment as he stares at Venetia.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see her dress hanging from one of the boardroom chairs to my left. I grab it and throw it at her. She catches it without a word or a look in my direction, but as she puts it on and stands she throws a look behind her as if to check if she forgot anything, and gives me a saucy wink in the process.
