The Prize

By E. Connally

Mary Ann was stuck in dead-end jobs with mountains of school loan debt. A week after her tenth high school reunion a proposal came that would change her life. She was invited to be auctioned at the annual Billionaires ball. For this indulgence all her student debt would be paid, and she would receive one million a year for ten years.

She pondered what to do and even asked her friends and some lawyers what she should do. All of them told her to go for it, but the devil is in the details. She was to do up to three shows and if the bidding didn’t reach thirty million the deal was off.

What should she do?

• Language: English
• Publisher: E. Connally
• Release date: Nov 20, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005822019

E. Connally

E. Connally - I am an engineer, IT Manager and Entrepreneur. I have been writing for fifteen years and I am also a professional photographer. I have lived in Jamaica, Texas and all over the United States, but now live in Tennessee. I have traveled extensively in Africa, Asia, India and the Caribbean. There's something sensual and romantic about visiting another country and trying to understand its people and culture, so I try and weave my travels into all my stories.I love creating things, whether it be a beautiful sensual photo, building a chemical process or a rich steamy story. Creating things is a very personal, romantic and sensual act. I have been a photographer for over 30 years and a writer for 15. I published my first photography book over 25 years ago and my first written book 14 years ago.Being a hopeless romantic I began writing romance stories in 2005. Somehow hot and steamy passion seemed to enter into every story. So began my new career as an romance author that also believes wistful, daring, uninhibited desire is part of beautiful intimate love. All of us want to find that love. The one that conquers us, makes us weak in the knees and has a sense of belonging that completes us. It takes real strength and courage to surrender complete control to your lover, but without yielding to your lover you will never find what you seek. Submission in a relationship is strength covered in dignity. While love is a delicate balance between preserving who you are and at the same time giving all you have to your lover.To truly love you must be able to sacrifice. You must be able to give of yourself completely and totally without any regard to the consequences. Likewise, you must be able to take what you want from your lover, what you need, as well as what you desire. It's this intimate dance of give-and-take that makes love so powerful and earth shattering. As mere mortals, all we crave for someone to love us with as much passion and commitment as we love them. As simple as that sounds is incredibly hard to achieve, but when it happens look out because your world will never be the same.

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The Prize

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The Prize

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Acknowledgement

I wanted to thank all my fans that gave me ideas for various scenes in this book. Your feedback is the food for my writer's soul and your ideas feed my writing compulsion. I wanted to single out ess, mishfoxyy17, Navaura, and tiemeup.makemecum for their ideas and feedback. I especially want to thank NotaWhit this story came out of an idea of hers’.

I also want to thank two very special people. First my editor, Tigerssman, without her, my ideas would be here, but in an unreadable format. She structured and crafted my words into proper English language making everything readable. I did not do well in English Grammar class, so trust me you are very happy that I have such a wonderful editor. In addition, she gave me ideas for character development and directions for the story. This story is as much hers as mine.

The second special person is Brandi at ebook Cover Designs. She put together the cover design and it pulled a story into a book. I have worked with many other artists, but Brandi is incredible, easy to work with, resulting in covers beyond my wildest expectations. The Covers make the book, and they are better than I ever envisioned.

Thank you all for helping this come together into the ebook The Prize.

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The Prize

Chapter 1

Mary Ann peeked around the curtain to look at Gotham’s elite audience that awaited her performance. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she pictured herself naked in front of the crowd. The nightclub was sparsely lit, leaving the patrons in soft shadows that hid most of their faces. The shadows did not hide the fact that they were well-dressed in expensive tuxedos or flashy, revealing gowns.

She began to close the curtain when she noticed several totally nude men and women, obviously submissive, kneeling next to their masters. Several of the submissives were servicing their dominant and a sexual charge entered her as she realized someday soon, she may be doing that.

A shiver ran through her as she remembered that she would be subjected to bondage, submission and totally exposed to the audience before the night was over. She glanced in the mirror, quivering as she stared at her now trim seductive form. She had worked hard during the last year to hone her figure into a gorgeously desirable woman. Tonight, was the night she had been in training for during the last year.

As she stared at her reflection wrapped in gauzy veils, she thought back to why she was there.

For the last several years, she had been an over educated barista, a salesclerk with other menial jobs. She had a master’s degree in English Literature and a double major in History and French. As a result, she had accumulated a massive student loan debt and hadn’t come close to making a dent in her loans.

A year ago, she had attended her fifteenth high school class reunion. The event was an eye-opener as many of the low-life’s and underachievers … like herself had succeeded in the business world. After a slight bout of depression, she began to reevaluate her life. The limited options she had made the financial mountain she had to climb seem insurmountable.

About a week after the reunion, a courier delivered a package that contained an interesting proposal. A group called the Gotham Billionaires Club proposed that in one year’s time she attend their annual ball and she would be auctioned as the grand prize. Normally she would have thrown it away except for the remuneration.

The proposal stated that for the next year all her expenses would be covered. They included a posh apartment, gym, personal trainer and private chef, full health care coverage, as well as a half a million in clothing allowance. With her mouth agape she read on. She would attend the annual conference, be auctioned during the fundraiser and expected to be the winner’s companion for a weekend. After the weekend was over, she would receive one million dollars per year for ten years and her student debt paid in full.

In one fell swoop she would go from rags-to-riches and if she invested well, she would never have to work again. She talked to her closest friends and they all thought she would be crazy not to take it. She took it to a lawyer friend, Candice, who revealed several potential pitfalls. For example: what would happen during the show or during the weekend in which she was the prize. However, if they expected her to be a sex slave, she had multimillion-dollar lawsuits on her hands.

For the next three days she stayed in her tiny apartment rereading the proposal over and over again. Finally, she wrote down her questions and made an appointment to meet with someone from this club and discuss her options. Her stomach flipped flopped as she approached the office the next day and she almost chickened out … twice.

She girds her loins and entered the office. The opulent offices stunned her. It looked like each stick of furniture cost more than the furnishings in her whole apartment. Mary Ann was met by a stunningly gorgeous blonde dressed in an elegant yet revealing dress that hugged every curve. Though Mary Ann felt at home in the luxurious office, she felt self-conscious in her street clothes.

She almost turned to leave, but a soft lilting Southern accent that reminded her of her home in Nashville spoke up, Don’t leave, Mary Ann! I’m Cindy and I know this office can be intimidating.

Mary Ann looked at Cindy. I’m not sure this is a good idea.

Cindy laughed melodiously responding, I promise you’re safe here. We’ve been expecting you. Would you like some coffee, tea, water or juice? She took another look at drained Mary Ann and added, Maybe a Mimosa would be better?

A green tea would be great. Thank you.

A tall distinguished, well-dressed, gentleman entered the room as Cindy turned to fetch Mary Ann a large Mimosa. The gentleman spoke in a deep baritone that sent chills through her trembling belly

Mary Ann, I presume?

She nodded as Cindy handed her very large Mimosa in a gold rimmed cup.

The baritone continued, I am Reginald Conway, the president and lead counsel for this very exclusive club. Please, this way

He gestured that she should follow as he led her into a conference room. The room, decorated in fine English leather and rich burled woods, was filled with thousands of leather-bound books. Mary Ann followed as if in a trance. Mr. Conway took a seat at the head of the table and motioned for her to take the seat on his right.

She settled in her chair, took a sip of champagne and stared at Mr. Conway. He seemed to recognize her dilemma and began, I know that you have tons of questions, beginning with. Why me?

The question had been bugging her. She was glad he brought it up first, so she nodded her head and smiled in anticipation.

He smiled answering the unasked question, I can only tell you that one of our members has taken an interest in you and thought you could use a break.

Her face wrinkled with puzzlement wondering who could take an interest in her. She didn’t know any millionaires, much less billionaires. As she looked at Mr. Conway, she knew she had received the only answer she was going to get.

He continued with what he knew from experience would be her other questions. "The