Game Plan and Whip Master Series presents:

Billion Dollar Daddies

A Little Girl’s Dream becomes a Big Girl’s Reality

This series is brought to you by the author who started the Age-Play phenomena, Breanna Hayse. As a BDSM/AP lifestyler, she ensures that the reader enjoys the dynamic in the way it exists in real life. If you haven’t read realistic AP literature, or believe it’s not your cup of tea, give this book a try. You might be surprised at what you find inside this full-length novel!


Graye Manor is known throughout the BDSM community for producing the best trained, specialty submissives in the world, and caters to matching these ladies with the perfect partner to guarantee a Happily-Ever-After. But what happens to those girls who aren’t accepted into the program, especially those naturally pulled toward an age-play dynamic? They are matched with Billionaire Daddy Doms… and rarely just one…

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Lonnie Stuart is facing a prison sentence for felony shoplifting. Instead of entering the courtroom, she’s summoned into the judge’s chambers. There she meets Maxwell Tohler who offers her placement in an experimental reform program designed to give young women a second chance to achieve their greatest goals and live their dreams. She’d be assigned a ‘guardian’ who’d provide for her every need and lavish her with the care she’s always desired. The downside is the requirement to follow the guardian’s rules or risk some unpleasant time across his knee

Her first inclination to Max’s proposal is to run, except she’s drawn to his handsome face, strong body, and the ‘thing’ in his voice that makes her feel small, vulnerable, and safe. Not only does he stir a heart that yearns for love and acceptance, but her body as well. So, when Max rejects her request to be her guardian, she’s crushed.

Max, the case-worker for the Guardian Program, is sent by his old friend Dorian to evaluate and match one of the denied applicants for Manor submissive training. Taking the bench in the Hampton’s as a favor for the regular judge, Max ends up face to face with the girl he was sent to meet! She was everything he ever wanted in a woman and more-smart, beautiful, sweet and a little broken. Refusing her request to belong to him is one of the hardest things he’d even done, but the program was to help the women, not himself

Little does he know, but their meeting is one of Dorian Graye’s grand schemes to match the perfect girl with her perfect Daddy Dom!

To her delight, Lonnie’s unexpected assignment to the stern alpha male begins a journey of personal growth and sexual exploration. Max takes her from New York to his stunning home on the edge of Lake Tahoe. She’s in for a second surprise when she meets Mik, Max’s identical twin. For the first time in her life, she is confident that genuine love would be hers in the embrace of the two Daddy Doms.

Her action-filled fairytale ending falters when her vicious aunt starts to stir up trouble by trying to gain control of Lonnie’s considerable trust fund. The cross-country investigation and legal conflicts bring up some ugly secrets and deception, causing a rift that might easily destroy Lonnie’s dreams of a HEA and tear the twin brothers apart forever.

Facing the most difficult decision of her life, Lonnie turns to an unexpected resource for advice. Should she chose one of the men for herself or save the brothers’ relationship by walking away with a broken heart?


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Just a little teaser…. it’s time to meet the man who introduced, and trained, your favorite Domme! Suzanne’s secrets are revealed and new surprises are around the corner!


Krissy had to stall until her knight in shining armor arrived to save them. She folded her arms on the table and hid her face. “Can we wait a bit? I’m too dizzy to walk. Drink some water with me.”
“In a minute. Gotta hit the ladies room. I’ll be right back.” The blond kicked off her stilettos and padded towards the bathroom.
Moments later, Krissy felt a warm hand on her shoulder and turned around. Her heart felt as though it skipped a beat as she faced Suzanne’s ex-husband for the first time. Dressed in black, he was tall, powerful, and intimidatingly handsome. Streaks of silver speckled his black hair and his darkly tanned face accented bright blue eyes and a roguish white smile. His cultured British accent added to his sex appeal.
“Sir Douglas Gregory Bichat at your service, madam,” he said with a practiced bow.
“I’m Krissy.” Her throat was dry as she stared at him. How the hell did Suzanne let this man slip through her fingers? Biting the inside of her cheek, she regained her composure and tried to hide her anxiety. “Thanks for coming. I’m sorry, but I don’t know what to call you. I didn’t know Dom’s introduced themselves with a title.”
“Doms don’t, my dear. My title was bestowed upon me by the Queen of England for exemplary service to the Crown. I also love to see the reaction when I use it. Don’t be so nervous. I just nibble a bit, but I seldom bite. Please, just call me Doug,” he said with a laugh as he ruffled her hair. “Where’s our naughty young lady?”
“In the bathroom. I’ve never seen her act this way, I don’t know what’s wrong.”
“She used to get pissed when life was too much. I had hoped she found other ways of handling her stress.” He clicked his tongue with disapproval.
“What’s wrong with getting pissed?”
“It’s an expression that means getting drunk. I suspect her poor behavior has something to do with the topic we discussed when she rang me this morning. Damn.” He sounded distressed as he shook his head.
“What did she say?”
“You’re a nosy little thing. Her secrets aren’t mine to share. Is Bryon off on holiday? He’s usually the one who’s called in to straighten her up when she’s in a mess. Does he know?”
“I doubt it.”
“I saw that pout. Talk, little miss.”
Krissy reluctantly shared her story with the man. Before he could respond, Suzanne joined them.
“Dougy? Whatcha doing here, sexy? Gimme a kiss.” She wrapped her arms around the man’s neck as he stood to greet her.
“I’m not here for a slap and tickle. Sit your backside down and explain yourself,” the man ordered, firmly pushing her onto the padded bench. A grim expression covered his face and his accent became more pronounced as he scolded her. “I shouldn’t have to get a call from a worried little sub who doesn’t know how to handle an out-of-control Domme. Don’t even think about giving this child a filthy look. The responsibility to set a good example is on you. This behavior is unacceptable. I raised you better than this.”
Suzanne winced and visibly slouched in her seat. “I’ve had a rough week.”

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