My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (32 page)

              Ada laughed. “Yeah, it was a monster! How are you feeling? Can you at least walk?”

              I felt my pussy, which was still caked and slick with semen. “Not really. I wasn’t lying when I said I was a virgin.”

              “Holy shit, are you serious? How does a hot girl like you manage that?” Ada asked.

              “Your guess is as good as mine. Anyway, in order to talk about anything other than the sex I just had, have you had any word from those guys?” I tried to be discreet.

              Ada gave me a blank look, then she understood me. “Yeah, I was just talking to them. It wasn’t easy to find a frequency that wasn’t being scanned and surveyed by Jake. I told them that we’re safe and doing what we can. Here’s what they said: ‘Act with extreme caution. If in danger, send alert and we will do what we can. Keep us posted with news. Stay close together for safety. Avoid believing in Crew propaganda.’ Not very helpful, but at least they know where we are and that we haven’t defected.”

              I sighed. “They’re a big help as always. Never specific in any case. All we can do now is rely on ourselves.”

              “We’ll do that,” agreed Ada. “I’ll look out for you, and keep you safe. You do the same for me.”

              She lay beside me, and her touch comforted me. We fell asleep together, both deprived of energy from Jake’s sex.

Chapter 3 – Ada

              Sabina and I made our way into the dining room for brunch. The sky was gorgeously blue and clear, and the sun was shining brilliantly. We saw Jake sitting at the head of the long table, but we couldn’t see his face. Only his body was somewhat visible, because the slender form of McKenna was on top of him. Her back was to us. She was crawling over him, and I imagined that Jake was enjoying it as much as she was.

              McKenna was feeding Jake. It was a very sexy brunch that they were having. She grabbed a piece of food with her mouth, and gave it to Jake with a kiss. They shared the chewing and eating, and were petting each other while they ate.

              We didn’t really know what to do, other than not interrupt them under any circumstances, so Sabina and I just sat down and helped ourselves to some food. Jake and McKenna were ignoring us, lost in their own pleasure.

              After we all finished eating, Jake addressed us with McKenna still in his lip, stroking his face and giving him kisses.

              “Good morning, ladies. I hope you all had a very pleasant night,” he said with a satisfied grin. “Today your tests begin in earnest. If you would be so kind as to follow me downstairs to the arena.” We got up and walked behind him as he carried McKenna.

              We walked down dark flights of stairs and entered a huge room with a lit pit in the center. It was a rectangular pool filled with some brown mushy liquid.

              “Girls, take off your clothes,” announced Jake. “Don’t dawdle. For your first task, you are to step into that mud pit and wrestle for us. The winner gets a very nice reward. The loser gets a very harsh punishment.”

              At first, I wasn’t sure that I heard Jake correctly. But as I saw Sabina take her clothes off very slowly, I joined in. We had no choice in the matter. We could only do what Jake said.

              We were completely naked and very cold, and we got even colder as we stepped into the arena, which was filled with thick and cool mud. I moved slowly, disgusted by the gross brown and gray slush.

              “Begin!” shouted Jake. I faced Sabina and gave her a look to tell her I was sorry that I had to do this. She returned the look. We had to make our fight look as real as possible. That meant not holding back at all. We’d probably get hurt badly, but what else could we do?

              Sabina and I started wrestling. We punched, kicked, and tried to find some advantage or weak spot. I had to admit that I was impressed that Sabina was holding her own against me. She had some mean swings and could pack real strength. Plus, she moved faster than me. When I wasn’t careful, she threw a fist and hit me in the eye. I fell over in pain. The pain and agony triggered anger in me. I usually kept my temper, but now I was pissed. I was going to do anything to win and not lose to Sabina. I got up and lunged, screaming and aiming for Sabina’s throat.

Chapter 4 – Sabina

              For a brief moment, I thought that I could win. I had the upper hand for a few minutes. Miraculously, I was actually beating Ada. She was moving slowly and she didn’t hit too hard. I could tell that she was holding back in the beginning. We both realized, though, that we couldn’t do that. If we wanted to keep up our charade and not both end up dead, we’d have to wrestle for real. I realized that sooner than Ada.

              Now, after getting punched in the chest and nose, I saw that Ada wasn’t playing around anymore either. She was fighting to win. We were both aware of how much was at stake. The winner would continue working with the Crew. The loser, well…I didn’t want to think what would happen to the loser, given how gleeful McKenna looked.

              But as hard as I tried pushing, I knew it was only a matter of time until I had to give up. My arms were aching and pulsing with pain, the muscles begging me for a break. The mud was cold and sapped away my heat, making things worse. Even if I had more energy, I was going up against Ada. I’d seen her fight, and I knew not to mess with her. She lived to fight, and her body showed that. Her muscles were tougher than mine, and she had more stamina from her experience. I didn’t stand a chance.

              Still, I did what I could. I was being pinned down, but I kicked back at Ada’s abdomen, causing her to lose focus. I tried to put her in a headlock, but her reflexes were too fast. I got weaker and weaker. My body wanted to keep going, but my brain was telling me to quit. I was grabbing Ada’s thick arms and trying to keep her hands away from touching me, but she still touched my hips and pushed me onto my back. We were grunting and screaming like lionesses. Both of us were pretty quiet and well-behaved, but now we were the most savage women in the world.

              When Ada put a hand around my throat, I knew that it was over. I let my guard down for a second and didn’t protect my throat, and Ada seized on this vulnerability. Her right hand gripped my throat and tightened, choking me, while her left arm slammed down my breasts and pinned my torso down. My hair and face were caked with mud, and I was drowning in it. I tried kicking up my legs to get her off, but Ada was summoning all her strength to stay firm. Given the position we were in, it looked like she was trying to violate me.

              I screamed, and mud got into my mouth, making me spit and choke. Ada was filthy all over, just like me. We were soaked in sweat, tears, and cold wet mud. It was pretty much a fight to the death, and if I could move just a bit more, I knew that I could break free.

              “Time!” boomed Jake. As if on cue, I went limp. The voice told me that it was useless to resist any more. I was as good as dead.

              My ears were submerged in mud, but I could hear slow clapping. “The match is over,” announced Jake. “I’ve been counting, and Ada has had the dominant position over Sabina for the sufficient amount of time. That means that the winner is Ada!”

              I felt the weight lift off me. Ada stood up and her arms and legs no longer pressed down on me. I could finally breathe easily, and I sucked in air. These were probably the final breaths of air I could take.

              I felt my hands grabbed, and I saw Ada pull me up. Her face was bruised, blood flowed from her nostrils, and she was quivering from exhaustion. I saw her right eye shut and battered. I couldn’t look at it. I knew that I was responsible for it.

              We turned and faced Jake and McKenna, panting and barely standing up. The fight had taken everything out of us. Jake wore a proud smile, as though we had aced some test, while McKenna looked indifferent and contemptuous as usual.

              “Congratulations to both of you,” proclaimed Jake. “I’m very proud. Both of you did your best and gave your all during the fight. I think both of you ought to pat yourselves on the back. If you can constantly give this sort of effort every day, you’ll have a bright future in the Crew.”

              “However, the rules are rules. As I made clear before, only one of you can remain. The winner will join the Crew, while the loser will join the sharks.”

              I fell down to my knees and my head became light. This was the end. Ada bent down and hugged me.

              “Please, sir, please don’t do this. Give Sabina another chance! She hasn’t shown you her talents yet! She can help you double your business!” While I was lost for words, Ada tried to say anything that would way Jake. I was starting to cry.

              Eventually, Ada ran out of things to say. None of her words seemed to work. There was pure silence in the room, and then Jake and McKenna burst out laughing. They laughed loudly and heartily, and were almost falling over with delight. We were struck dumb.

              “We knew you were stupid, but we didn’t think we could fool you so easily,” hooted McKenna. She wiped tears away from her eyes.

              Jake was wiping his eyes too. “We got you so good,” he yelped. He grinned smugly. “We never thought you’d fall so hard for what we said. This was a test to check your talent for reading people, and you both failed badly. But you both get an A for making us laugh!” He kept whooping.

              “You girls are far too gullible to be any credible spies,” he added, and McKenna was laughing in her usual cruel tone.

              I sighed and the remaining energy in my body left me. The reveal took away what little power I still had. It was still morning, and I couldn’t take any more shocks. I noticed that Ada was just as shaken. She was crying a bit. I felt like doing that too.

              We both needed to get out of the cold and disgusting mud pool. It got onto every part of our bodies, and my skin was crawling and ready to jump off my flesh. We grabbed towels and wiped ourselves off, but there was still plenty of filth on us.

              Jake walked down from the chairs and looked us up and down. “You’re done for now, girls. Go through that door there to shower. I can’t have you two dirtying the rest of the ship walking around. I have new assignments for both you.”

              We didn’t say anything else, because we were simply too tired to talk. We made a beeline for the showers.

              The hot water sprayed and immediately washed off the dirt and grime clinging to our skin. We had to wash thoroughly, since it was in our hair and even up our vaginas. As I was cleaning my labia, I heard Ada whistle. She was staring down at me.

              “What?” I asked.

              She pointed. “You never told me about that. You have a tattoo.”

              I finally glanced down at it. Sometimes, if I didn’t see it, I could convince myself that it was no longer there. But it was still there, as impermeable as ever. At the center, right about my vagina, was a dark blue heart etched with fine details. In it were my name and the name of my boyfriend and almost-husband. Around the heart, vividly colored vines and flowers danced around my pubic area and curled to surround my vagina and invite exploration.

              “It’s amazing,” said Ada in awe. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it. “This is great work. How come you never let me see it?”

              I covered it with my hands and turned away. I then sighed and prepared to explain. “It’s something I regret every day. I never wanted to get tattooed, but my boyfriend insisted. He said he wanted to see me with a tattoo. I was scared of needles, but I did it anyway because I loved him then, and I wanted to please him. And then we broke up.”

              “Oh,” said Ada, realizing how much I hated it.

              “And even though I want it gone, it hurts too much to get rid of it. Plus, it is beautiful, so I just let it stay. So every day, I look down and see my boyfriend’s name, and I’m reminded of him leaving me two weeks before our wedding and telling me he was going to marry another woman.”