Authors: TG Haynes
Chapter Fifteen
Confession
To her relief, Nikki managed to avoid everyone back at the palace, which enabled her to retreat to her suite and prepare for the evening in her own time. She grabbed a hasty shower and then, as she dried herself off, pondered what to wear. She half considered buzzing down and asking Matt his opinion, but she didn’t want to bother him if she could help it. Unable to make up her mind, she decided to ask the princess, so she ventured along the corridor and knocked gently at her door. When no one answered it, she tried again. Reluctantly, Roxanna opened the door. Instinctively, Nikki knew that something was wrong.
‘What’s the matter?’ she asked.
‘Nothing,’ the princess replied, unconvincingly.
‘Sure?’
Roxanna nodded, but it was clear her mind was elsewhere. ‘Sorry, what was it you wanted?’
‘Tonight. I’m not sure what to wear.’
‘Anything goes.’ And with that, the princess closed the door again.
Puzzled by her attitude, Nikki made her way back to her own suite, only to hear a knock at her door. To her surprise, she found Roxanna standing outside it.
Without saying a word, the princess entered the Paradise Suite and began to toy with the selection of clothes that her guest had laid out; she seemed even more troubled now. She picked up the underwear set that Nikki had purchased from the Regal store before embarking on her trip, then said, sighing deeply, ‘I love him.’
‘Excuse me?’
Roxanna continued distractedly. ‘You once asked me why I let him get away with refusing to participate in our games to the full. It’s because I fell for him a long time ago.’
It suddenly dawned on Nikki who Roxanna was talking about. ‘Matt?’
‘Silly, eh? The princess who has everything, except the one thing she really wants.’
Nikki was gobsmacked. ‘Does he know?’
Roxanna let out a hollow laugh. ‘God, no.’
‘Why are you telling me this?’
The princess smiled weakly. ‘I’m not sure.’
Nikki started to feel uneasy. ‘Does he feel the same way about you?’
‘What do you think?’
‘I don’t know – that’s why I’m asking.’
Roxanna let the towel she was wrapped in fall to the floor and examined herself in the mirror. ‘It’s not bad, is it? My figure, I mean. You’d think it’d turn most men’s heads. Not Matt’s. He’s never looked at me that way. To him, I’m just his rich, eccentric boss.’
For a second, Nikki didn’t see a successful, powerful businesswoman in front of her. Instead, she saw an ordinary – if rather beautiful – 28-year-old woman who happened to be in love with the wrong guy. She picked up the towel and wrapped it back around Roxanna. ‘I’m sorry,’ she whispered. ‘I had no idea.’
The princess reached out a hand and gently caressed Nikki’s cheek. ‘It’s not your fault. You weren’t to know.’
‘But …’ Nikki began.
Roxanna shushed her, placing a forefinger against her lips. ‘Besides, it’s me who should be apologising to you.’
Nikki didn’t understand. ‘What for?’
‘Putting you through tonight’s auction. I should have let you escape earlier.’
‘It’s OK, though, isn’t it?’ Nikki said. ‘I am going to win Matt, aren’t I?’
‘I’ll be presiding over the auction and my decision will be final.’
Feeling reassured, Nikki said, ‘Then everything will be fine.’
Roxanna was so close to divulging the Earl’s plan. She was so close to offering her private jet to spirit Nikki and Matt off the island and out of the Earl’s clutches. However, she also knew how desperately her stores needed the Earl’s investment and so, to her shame, she said nothing. Instead, she reached across and gave Nikki a peck on the cheek.
Nikki, meanwhile, was contemplating her host. The princess truly was beautiful and Nikki had almost forgotten how much she had fancied her. The kiss reminded her momentarily. ‘You know, if things had worked out differently …’ She allowed the sentence to trail off, unfinished.
‘I know,’ Roxanna mused. ‘But then things rarely turn out how you want them to.’ She crossed over to the door, then paused. ‘Please try not to hate me.’
Nikki laughed off the comment. ‘Don’t be silly – of course I don’t hate you.’
‘At least one of us doesn’t,’ Roxanna muttered distractedly, before closing the door behind her.
Nikki tried her best to ignore the strange remark and turned her attention back to her outfit.
Given Roxanna’s earlier comment, she strongly suspected that her fellow guests would opt for racy and revealing attire, so she decided to go for the complete opposite. After slipping into her matching champagne-white bra and panties set, she ummed and ahhed over stockings or tights, eventually settling upon a pair of hold-ups. She admired herself in the mirror, pleased with the demure effect. Over her lingerie, she wore her ruffled white chiffon dress and a pair of sleek, white flats. Although she looked a picture of innocence, Nikki’s thoughts were anything but as she imagined Matt peeling the dress from her shoulders later that night and making passionate love to her for the first time.
On arriving at the reception downstairs, Nikki found that her guess had been correct, for the other guests’ outfits were, indeed, outrageous. Celine was wearing a purple waspie, complete with a matching bra and thong, whereas Grace was in the cheerleader’s outfit she had donned the night before. As Roxanna was nowhere to be seen, Nikki asked if either of them knew where their illustrious host was.
Grace pointed back towards the stairway. ‘She’s just coming.’
Nikki turned to find Roxanna making her way down the stairs. Her outfit was sensational: a black corset and elbow-length gloves emphasised her lily-white skin to great effect. And as for her stockings, Nikki had never seen a pair with such lustre before. They practically begged to be touched, as did the scarlet bows on her see-through knickers. The finishing touch to the princess’ costume was a dainty tiara that sat snugly upon her brow. Whether the diamonds were real or not, Nikki couldn’t be sure. It didn’t matter either way, for the headpiece looked amazing and gave her a suitably regal air.
Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, Roxanna said, ‘Shall we?’
Celine and Grace kissed her lightly on the cheeks, then the four of them linked arms and made their way outside and across to the barn.
Chapter Sixteen
Auction
Upon entering the barn, the girls found the Earl already waiting. To Nikki’s surprise, he had shunned the raunchy dress code and was resplendent in a dinner jacket and black tie. The only part of his attire that seemed over the top was the outlandish cigarette holder clamped between his teeth. The Earl exhaled and, momentarily, became lost in a plume of smoke. Nikki thought it highly appropriate, because it added to his devilish appearance. He greeted them all courteously, for which she was grateful. She had half expected him to be bearing a grudge, given their previous encounter, but he appeared to have dismissed the incident.
As if to test the Earl’s feelings further, Matt appeared at their side, carrying a tray upon which sat five flutes of champagne. For a second, Nikki thought she saw an angry scowl flash across the Earl’s brow; however, he recovered almost instantly and accepted his drink graciously. Nikki was tempted to engage him in polite conversation, but when she saw the way that Grace and Celine were draping themselves over Matt, she decided her boyfriend needed to be rescued.
‘Congratulations, Nikki!’ Celine bubbled excitedly. ‘Matt’s just told me.’
‘Thanks.’
‘You lucky thing.’ Celine kissed Nikki on the cheek, then whispered, ‘Would you do me one little favour?’
‘What’s that?’ Nikki replied.
‘Let me know what he’s like.’
Nikki giggled. ‘No!’
‘Oh, go on,’ Celine urged her. ‘We’ve all been dying to get our hands on him.’
Nikki shook her head. ‘You’re incorrigible!’
Celine took the remark as a compliment and beamed. ‘Thanks.’
Nikki broke off the conversation, because the way that Grace was congratulating Matt was a little too enthusiastic for her liking. Extracting him from the model’s grasp, she asked him to put down his drinks tray.
‘What for?’ he asked.
‘Because I want to kiss you,’ she said.
Celine and Grace toasted the happy couple as they embraced, and cried three cheers.
As Matt and Nikki parted, he whispered, ‘Just to let you know, I’m the last lot in the bidding.’
Nikki feigned a sigh. ‘Then I guess I’ll just have to wait.’
‘They say all good things come to those who do,’ he quipped.
Unwillingly, he extracted himself from her in order to attend to his duties. He retrieved a briefcase, which had been resting on one of the bales of hay, opened it, and began dispensing poker chips from it. He handed out £500 worth to each of the guests in turn. As the Earl received his allotted share, he struggled to meet Matt’s gaze, for he had watched the previous scene play out with growing resentment. Then, when Matt disappeared to fetch more drinks, the Earl went over and leant upon the railings, his eyes rarely leaving Nikki as she wandered around the barn. His determination to have her hadn’t lessened in the slightest and he knew that the way to get at her was through Matt.
Still wary of the Earl, Nikki deliberately kept her distance from him, but Grace and Celine joined him at the fence. Fortunately, from her point of view, they both stood to his right, creating a barrier between him and her.
Nikki sipped her champagne, sidled up next to Celine, and waited for proceedings to start. She spotted Greg, Dylan, Zach and Kris standing around at the opposite side of the arena. They appeared to be in high spirits, clearly looking forward to the evening. Celine and Grace shouted, waved, and pointed at the four members of staff, eyeing up their prospective purchases.
The next moment, a hush fell over the barn as Roxanna took her place on the throne. Matt sat in the driver’s seat of the forklift truck, then slowly edged the vehicle forward. Working the controls expertly, he raised the throne about ten feet off the floor until the princess was presiding over the auditorium. Roxanna waved in a regal manner, firstly to her subjects and then to her servants.
All of her staff saluted her and chanted, ‘We, who are about to give ourselves to love, salute you.’
She nodded like a Roman Empress, acknowledging their tribute. Then, after calling for silence, she gave a little speech. ‘My lord, ladies and, dare I say it, gentlemen. Welcome to this evening’s grand auction.’ She paused to allow the gathered crowd to applaud. None did so more loudly than Celine and Grace. The latter also wolf-whistled quite impressively. When the noise quietened, Roxanna continued. ‘Are all of you
au fait
with the rules?’
The four guests cried out that they were.
‘Very well, then – let the entertainment commence!’ She signalled with her right hand and Dylan strutted into the centre of the arena and struck a pose.
‘First up, we have Mr Dylan Jenkins. As you can see, Dylan is a fine athletic specimen.’ As Roxanna spoke, he approached the fence and permitted the guests to handle him. All did so enthusiastically, except for Nikki. ‘As well as boasting an impressive physique, Dylan is particularly renowned for his stamina. So, do I hear £20?’
Immediately, Celine’s hand shot up. Dylan blew her a kiss.
‘Thank you,’ Roxanna said.
The Earl raised his hand.
‘Thirty,’ Roxanna said, acknowledging the bid.
Grace then joined in. ‘Forty.’
For the next minute or so, the trio proceeded to battle it out in a flurry of bidding, Roxanna barely able to take in a breath as she tried to keep up with them. ‘Fifty. Sixty. Seventy. Eighty. Ninety.’ Pause. ‘Do I hear a hundred?’
To tempt the buyers further, Dylan stripped off his jacket and bow tie, then began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Celine hardly needed the added incentive. It was clear that her heart and loins were set upon him as she raised the stakes, calling out, ‘One hundred and twenty-five pounds.’
Determined not to be outdone, Grace countered. ‘One fifty.’
Roxanna paused to allow the tension to rise a notch further. ‘Going once. Going twice.’
At the very last moment, Celine stepped in. ‘One hundred and seventy five.’
Roxanna looked around for a higher bid. ‘Going once. Going twice. She snapped her fingers loudly. ‘Sold! To the tall redhead in the purple waspie!’
Celine let out a yelp of excitement. Far from appearing annoyed at being outbid, Grace threw her arms around her friend and congratulated her. Rather impressively, Dylan gate-jumped the barrier and took his place at his buyer’s side. For a few seconds, it seemed as if he was superfluous, as Grace’s congratulatory hug was threatening to turn into something much more intimate. Dylan coughed, to remind the successful bidder of her purchase. Breaking away from her friend’s attentions, Celine threw her left arm around him and, happy to share her prize, she allowed Grace to join her in stroking his thighs. Though she was standing a few yards away, Nikki could clearly see Dylan’s response. His cock throbbed excitedly as the girls touched him.
The trio looked as if they might well have taken matters further then and there had Matt not interrupted them politely to ask Celine for payment. She gave him £175-worth of chips, and then the two girls took their places back at the fence. Dylan was about to join them when Celine instructed him to sit at her feet. Readily, he complied. Whether he was obeying a further command or simply took the initiative himself Nikki wasn’t sure, but Dylan began to kiss the redhead’s fabulously long legs. Celine tried her best to ignore this as the second member of Roxanna’s staff took his place in the ring, but it wasn’t easy.
‘Time for our next fine specimen,’ the princess announced, grandly.
Not to be outdone by Dylan, Greg stripped off the instant he entered the ring, taking everyone by surprise.
‘I’m not sure I can really add to that!’ Roxanna exclaimed.
Looking exceedingly pleased with himself, Greg made his way over to the fence and brashly strode alongside it. He came to a halt directly in front of Grace. She snaked her right hand through a slight gap in the fencing, took hold of his cock, and massaged it. Within seconds, his prick stood to attention.
‘Enough!’ Roxanna commanded.
Reluctantly, Greg peeled himself away from Grace. Continuing along the line, he fell into Celine’s clutches and she in turn stroked his erection. By now, the end had begun to glisten with precome. Celine trailed her fingers around the stickiness until they were coated, then offered them to her partner in crime. Grace sucked at them, greedily licking off every last drop.
Feigning outrage, the princess called for the familiarities to cease until the lot had been purchased. Continuing his way along the line, Greg halted in front of the Earl, who eyed him coolly.
Having displayed his wares to everyone who was interested, the servant strode back into the centre of the ring and the bidding commenced. Once again, Nikki abstained from joining in. She had only one target in mind, so it was left to the usual suspects to try to outdo one another. Very quickly, the bidding for Greg passed £100, with Celine, Grace, and the Earl all in contention. The Earl was the first to dip out when Greg’s price tag hit the £200 mark. At that point, the bidding stood with Celine.
Roxanna repeated the amount. ‘That’s £200. Do I hear £210?’
Celine beckoned Greg over to her. He strutted across. She eyed him thoughtfully. As he turned around, she flicked his bottom playfully and called out, ‘Two-ten.’
Grace bobbed her tongue out at her friend and immediately raised her arm.
‘Two hundred and twenty,’ Roxanna said, acknowledging the bid.
Celine was clearly contemplating trumping the amount when Grace decided she needed to take drastic action if she was going to secure Greg. Sensing that her friend was about to raise her hand again, Grace wrapped her arms around her in a tight bearhug. Unable to move, Celine shouted, ‘Two-thirty.’
Grace instantly countered, ‘Two-forty.’
Realising that she needed to silence Celine, Grace kissed her, clamping her lips tightly against her mouth.
On her raised podium, Roxanna laughed merrily. ‘Going once …’
Celine struggled in Grace’s arms.
‘Going twice …’
Celine gave up trying to break free and melted into the kiss.
Roxanna clapped her hands. ‘Sold! To the girl in the outrageous cheerleader outfit.’
As the princess announced the sale, Nikki expected the two girls to part. To her surprise, they did nothing of the sort. Instead, Celine lifted Grace’s tiny skirt and, to her evident delight, discovered her friend wasn’t wearing any knickers. Celine took full advantage, hitching the skirt around Grace’s waist then proceeding to rub her friend’s slit. Though Grace was clearly loving her friend’s attentions, she broke away from the embrace, turned around, grasped the section of fencing nearest to her, and wiggled her bottom provocatively. No sooner had she struck the pose than Celine caressed her cheeks and slipped a digit into her gaping pussy, causing Grace to gasp. Grinning naughtily, Celine inserted another finger. As she settled down to work, the model closed her eyes, luxuriating in the fingering.
Unbeknown to Grace, Celine beckoned to Greg, and it was quite clear to everyone else what she had in mind. While Celine continued to stimulate Grace’s pussy, Greg took his cock in his right hand, worked it expertly until it was primed, and signalled to Matt to hand him a condom. Greg rolled it on as the redhead withdrew her fingers, then immediately sank his cock into Grace’s dripping pussy. Grace came that very instant, covering his sheathed prick with her juices.
Now Celine gestured to Matt. Clearly, the scene had played itself out before, because he knew what she was calling for. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he took a small tube of lubricant and handed it to Greg. As Grace’s orgasm subsided, Greg smeared some of the lube on the crack of her arse. He then withdrew his prick. Grace reached around with her hands, took hold of her bottom cheeks, and parted them invitingly. With considerable expertise, Greg slid his cock into her anus.
As it nestled in tightly, he reached around Grace’s groin and fingered her swollen clit. Unable to remain on the sidelines for long, Celine joined him in pleasuring the voluptuous model. With so many fingers at play, in no time at all, Grace came yet again. Nikki was mesmerized and could only wonder what it felt like, for it was something she had never experienced.
As if to reward Greg when she had regained her composure, Grace stood up, peeled off the condom, wrapped a hand around his prick, and started to wank him off. It only took a matter of seconds for him to come, with a shudder. Sticky semen splattered across Grace’s fingers. She waited until his cock stopped convulsing, then lifted her hand to her mouth and licked it clean.
‘When you’re quite finished …’ Roxanna said, somewhat bemused. She then announced the arrival of the next stallion. Displaying neat gymnastic ability, Zach cartwheeled into the ring.
Before Roxanna had the chance to talk him up, Celine yelled, ‘Three hundred pounds!’
Given the amounts spent so far, Roxanna knew that the Earl and Nikki were the only two who could match or beat Celine’s bid. Roxanna looked at each in turn. They both shook their heads. ‘Sold – to the impetuous redhead.’
Zach leapt the barrier in style and landed at Celine’s feet with a flourish. She greeted him with a kiss. Matt appeared at their side and coughed politely, indicating that he needed to be paid.
Celine happily handed over nearly all her remaining chips, while Grace gave Matt the £240-worth that she had bid for Greg. Before disappearing, Matt couldn’t resist stealing a kiss from Nikki. Much as they both longed to take matters further, they were forced to desist because Celine instructed him to fetch her a bottle of champagne. There was a slight lull in the proceedings as he obliged. Upon his return, Celine snatched the bottle greedily and led her two charges over to the haystack in the corner of the barn.
Nikki did her best to concentrate on what Roxanna was saying as Kris entered the ring, but it wasn’t easy, given what was taking place just over her right shoulder. Celine stripped off her waspie, then proceeded to drizzle champagne all over her body. Then a nod to Dylan and Zach saw them begin to lick off the alcohol. The pair looked more than happy to be following the redhead’s orders, lapping enthusiastically at the sparkling liquid as it splashed over her skin.