Come Sweet Creature

COME, SWEET CREATURE by

Tilly Greene

WHISKEY CREEK PRESS www.whiskeycreekpress.com

Published by WHISKEY CREEK PRESS Whiskey Creek Press PO Box 51052 Casper, WY 82605-1052 www.whiskeycreekpresstorrid.com

Copyright  2005 by Tilly Greene Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author or the publisher. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher. ISBN 1-59374-486-2

Credits Cover Artist: Jinger Heaston Editor: Laura E. Reagan Printed in the United States of America

WHAT THEY ARE SAYING ABOUT COME, SWEET CREATURE Come, Sweet Creature flowed smoothly and kept my interest…I would recommend this story as a good first book to anyone intrigued by the idea of the BDSM genre. It has a great love story that will appeal to anyone that enjoys romance. Chilly McIntyre Just Erotic Romance Reviews The love scenes are hot and readers will find themselves running for the ice. Tilly Greene has penned a unique story that readers will love and I can’t wait to see what her next book will bring. Angel Brewer The Romance Studio

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Chapter 1 Tilton Spidermach was pissed off. Once again, it was not even ten o’clock in the morning and he was physically in utter agony. If he had to suffer through another moment sporting the most persistent hard-on in recent memory, then someone was going to pay and it might as well be the saucy little bird sitting so primly before him. After all, his present condition was entirely her fault. TS Properties, headquartered in Manhattan with satellite offices in a few key countries, was the throne for the admired and adored billionaire playboy. He worked hard and played harder, indulging his most wicked whims along the way. Power, intelligence, and confidence, Spider’s entire existence screamed out that he had all three qualities in abundance and knew how to use them to get what he wanted. Within the business world, his reputation was highly respected, he was considered always honest and was also slightly feared because failure was not acceptable. His private life was an entirely different matter. In regards to his social life, the man was shamelessly hedonistic and being single, it insulted a few and inspired more. He liked his sex raw and raunchy and saw nothing wrong with that. At over six feet, he was a tall drink of gorgeousness. A well-toned, broad shouldered, slim-hipped, long legged man who, when he entered a room, both men and women took note. Silky soft, slightly curly, and somewhat long mink 1

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brown hair contrasted with piercing green eyes. The intense eyes seemed out of place with the full easy smile he normally wore. However, this was not one of his normal days because today, the head of his public relations department was once again sitting elegantly before his desk making his cock rock hard by merely existing in his presence. The beautiful and delicate lady before him was Ms. Jena Flyno, well-mannered, always proper, tidy, and once again, politely reading him the riot act. Without meeting his gaze and with a fine flush riding high on her cheeks, she asked if there were any other videos she should know about, citing that nothing should detract from the annual children’s charity ball just two weeks away. All this fuss because the previous evening’s six-thirty national news broadcast revealed a previously unknown video of him having no holds barred anal sex with a beautifully voluptuous porn queen. Spider had not even known the woman had had a camera set up that night. Normally, this would not have bothered him. Today, however, with this woman sitting before him, it did. What surprised him most about the entire situation was the woman not attempting to sell the tape to him before releasing it in such a reckless manner. There was no way she was going to be paid for her efforts now. “I did not know this one existed so it is entirely possible there are more out there.” “Oh. Well we will deal with them if they come forward, so let us move ahead with this one. I have a call into legal to see about our options of being able to put an immediate injunction…” It had been almost five months since he had last spoken with the porn queen, much less had sex with her, or any other 2

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woman for that matter. No, five months ago he had hired this delightful creature sitting across from him. From the moment he had set eyes on her, his cock had been looking to rut in her and substitutes were not acceptable. Now it was all a moot point. As of this moment, his hard fought patience was officially at an end. The line of not bringing his sex life to the office had been messed with. Both mind and body were on the same page, and neither was willing to deny his libido’s call to be fed. Right now, he needed to do work on his plan to entice this beautiful creature to his home, up the winding staircase and into his playroom for some quality time spent together. A deep, dark desire rested within him, a need to give her a real reason to blush when he showed her all his wonderfully curious toys. Subtly, his hand moved to his lap, resting on his hardening cock. He contemplated which item to use on her first in their sensual dance toward fulfillment. The visions were delicious and an ever-growing desire brought him abruptly out of his daydream. “…I respectfully request that you refrain from making any personal statements to the press regarding the—” “Have you seen the tape, Jena?” Spider asked softly. He knew it was rude to interrupt her, however, he wanted to start rocking her world. Maybe a slow thaw was in order before properly heating Ms. Prim and Proper up, he thought as he started laying out his web. “Yes, sir.” The stain of her discomfort deepened on her cheeks, though it appeared that no amount of inner strength could raise her eyes higher than the front of his desk. “From start to finish?” Her unease was obvious, adding more speed to his already racing heartbeat. “Yes, sir.” 3

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Always dressed conservatively, each button firmly closed, every bit of skin covered with her favored prim skirts. Sure it was unintentional, but they were still very seductive in more ways than how they gracefully skimmed her figure from waist to ankles. The surprise shocker was her ever-present pair of fuck-me heels. What he wouldn’t give to see her with her arms stretched above her head, naked and precariously perched on her shoe-encased toes, pleading for him to take her. Soon, very soon. Spider knew seducing Ms. Jena was not going to be a hardship, she was a wet dream come true. Intelligent and quick witted were traits she possessed that he admired, but his lust was presently more inspired by the physical attributes she had been blessed with on the whim of DNA. A petite white blonde, she was all big breasts, which he believed real by the way they jiggled, and luscious soft curved hips. He just knew she would have one of those soft succulent bodies that had been made for fucking. The strain his body had existed under for the past few months was dire, but having the sweet creature swishing this way and that before his very eyes on a daily basis had made it entirely unbearable. With an unholy gleam in his eye and a wicked smile crossing his lips, he continued. “Have you ever fucked before a camera, Jena?” “Sir?!” “A mirror? So you can see how beautiful you look as you climax.” Her face bloomed like a freshly opened rose and eyes of beautiful deep purple blinked widely at him. With an obvious gesture, he glanced at his watch and then subtly laid more strands to his trap. 4

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“Come to my home for dinner this evening, Jena, and we can discuss the video debacle further.” “Sir, I must respectfully decline your invitation.” “Why?” “Well…” “I will have only honesty and trust between us, Jena.” “Yes, sir. Well, see…ummm, I know things…winding staircase…” “Ahhh, I see. So you have heard about my special playroom. Interested in a personal tour? I also have a fantastic bed with curtains to pull closed encasing everything in a cozy space. I have fine, soft sheets you can rest upon and a multitude of plump pillows to surround yourself with. I’ll even tuck you in all snugly like…” “Sir!” “I was offering you dinner, Jena, and a comfortable bed if you grew weary after a late meeting. A moment of calm in what I am sure will be a day filled with stress. I have a great affection for you. I greatly appreciate your hard work and hate the extra pressure I have unintentionally sent your way.” **** Oh, he was a wicked man. Tilton Spidermach knew his hunk appeal was hard for anyone to deny and up until this morning when she had witnessed the video firsthand, Jena had had the upper hand. Now she was like any other person, scrambling to hold it all together in the face of temptation. There was no place for a personal life at the office. Her impeccable reputation had been earned and she diligently maintained it with hard rules that could not be broken in order for her to succeed. In a business meant to inform the masses of what her employer wanted them to know, her objectivity had never been so difficult to hold as it was at this moment. The tenacity it took to keep from falling into his 5

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hands was a struggle she was not sure she could win, nor wanted to. Deep within her soul, she was angered by the invasion into this man’s private life. Jena had known her employer was comfortable and open about his sex life, and there was no shame there. Unless someone experiences the full thrust of his amorous attentions, of which she had vicariously sampled this morning, the far-reaching results of such freedom could not be fully appreciated by most people. Secretly, she has been envious of all the women that paraded through his life, each of them beautiful and, she had surmised, well taken care of sexually, as well as in any other way he desired. This morning, she had witnessed exactly how satisfied his woman of the moment must feel. Her damp panties were a testament to how difficult her day really was going to be. Something between Spider and herself had changed and she was not entirely sure it was all on her side either. He had always spoken to her in friendly terms, flirted too, but never outright propositioned her…or had he? Like a few moments earlier, there had been incidents when she could swear he had been inviting her into his bed. Then he would step back and act like she misunderstood the request. His justifications were just that, mere phrases used to confuse and pacify her at the time. Either way, if he was or was not looking to seduce her, she still felt uneasy about the vein in which they were currently heading. No, it was time for her to escape his trap and regroup her defenses. Honest to a fault, Jena consciously admitted to having ignored herself lately, both mentally and physically. She had thrown everything she was into a new position and had made the post hers. But now she was springing leaks in her outer protective shell, it was time to pay closer attention to her 6

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needs; otherwise, her internal balance might become damaged or lost. The inherent fear currently niggling at her conscience was if Spider ever found out just how much they had in common, he would have her dangling from the rafters in his playroom before she could say “take me”. No, it was definitely past time for a much-needed visit to the private club Bliss for some sexual relief. It had obviously been too long since she had put herself out there for fun and satisfaction. With determination at her back, she set about extricating herself from the trap her boss had deftly laid for her. “I am sorry for having misunderstood your suggestion, sir. There is no excuse to be given but I must decline the offer all the same. I will ensure that you are kept apprised of our progress but the game plan will be the same as how we worked in regards to the nude sunbathing photos and the starlet who felt ignored.” “You make me sound like a Lothario.” She found it difficult not to smirk at his disgruntlement. The shoe fit, and while not for her to either confirm nor deny, it presented a perfect diversion of his attention away from her. Standing, and readying herself for a quick escape, she chose to ignore his comment and the traps it would lead to and gave him the excuse he had used on her earlier. “Apologies for this rudeness but I have a meeting with one of the major networks in a few moments and the other three in quick progression after that.” “Jena?” He waited until she turned at the door to face him directly before he continued. “I am putting you on notice—remember to save your energy because I will be escorting you to the ball and no excuses will be accepted.” “Yes, sir.” 7

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Darn it! She had hoped a new flame would come on the scene and take her place but it appeared that was not going to be the case. No point in worrying about it now, anything could happen in ten days’ time. Making quick work of her orchestrated but polite retreat, she made her way to her office to work on making this latest scandal go away. There were times when she felt like she worried more about his reputation than he did, but then again, that was her job.

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Chapter 2 The rest of the week was a wild roller coaster ride for Jena. Spider had not stopped his campaign to get her into his home, and although the incidents could not be considered sexual harassment, there were more than a few moments when he had purposefully invaded her personal space. One particular moment still brought a hitch to her breath. The morning before, in the midst of a crowded staff lounge, he had reached across her front for the cream and had roughly scrubbed his forearm across her breast, bringing a nipple to an immediate point. As her breath caught, her eyes widened and landed on his innocently apologetic face. No, they both knew it had most definitely not been by accident but she made no fuss as her suit coat covered the excited nipple. She had returned to her office and focused on work, and tried to ignore the insistent throb beating deep within her pussy. Or had tried to forget it, without much success. But satisfaction would be hers tonight. It was going to be necessary, because there was no way that she would attend next weekend’s ball with Spider at her side riding along the horny road. Each day his campaign continued, she knew she would not be able to survive without some relief. She had finally made arrangements for an evening of unabashed pleasure with the management at Bliss. Jena had great trust in the club. She had to because the two owners 9

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actually knew her real identity. They also knew her other persona and more importantly, what got her off. The club was privately run, entrance was discreet and by personal invitation only. Her invitation had come via a close college friend’s last will and testament and she had maintained it ever since. The fees were steep and worth every bit. Prestige and utter privacy were important to the owners and therefore, the business. But the final product was all about sex; any kind you wanted they provided in a safe environment. As a junior in college, Jena had little time for affairs of the heart what with classes, internships and holding down a part-time job as a cocktail waitress. Jake had been a customer, then friend, who showed her the pleasure to be found in being sexually submissive. As her first dominant lover, he had been charming, caring and unrelenting in his pursuit of pleasure. Fondly, she remembered the evening he had sent her by herself to Bliss, in the same manner she continued to this day, to be at the mercy of the person he had chosen to have her for the evening. After that evening, Jena believed her life had taken a massive shift from where it had been. And it all felt right for her. There were a few assurances she took away from that first evening, but one had been that being sexually taken and controlled by another was something her sensuous inner soul needed in order to be completely satisfied. After graduation and a push to make a place for herself in the public relations field, Jena and Jake rarely, if ever, saw each other. Then, after a brief stalker incident that left her unsure of choices made in her youth, she chose to suppress her submissive nature and concentrate fully on her career. Then Bliss came back into her life. 10

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Relaxing in a tub full of gardenia bubble bath, she closed her eyes and thought of her evening’s plans. Her arrangement with Bliss rarely changed, if it worked, don’t tinker with it. Over time the club had offered her many astonishing encounters, all leaving her satisfied but later, somehow empty. Because there was no relationship, nothing other than sexual gratification, she knew there was more for her out in the world. They say there is somebody for everybody, unfortunately, she had yet to meet her other half and would very much like to. This did not mean she dated. Nope, what little energy and time remained after giving her all to her career, had been spent at the club where anonymity was her choice. The surprise was that over all these years, Jena did not get the impression she had ever had the same person twice. Some of them were more memorable than others and a few she pulled forward in her thoughts and mulled over the event trying to understand what she had liked best about the encounter. However, there had not been one person she had wanted again or to see with her own eyes. Tonight, she was weak. All the seductive plays that had been thrown at Jena by Spider, as well as the man himself, had disabled her walls and left her vulnerable. She knew she was in a bad way because her pathetic denials were no longer working on her, much less him. Hopefully, this session woould stabilize her libido long enough to regroup. A discreet driver and car would arrive at her apartment door in a little over an hour. After confirming her identity, the man would place a blindfold over her eyes and then draw a cape to cover her, securing the hood over her face. With her arm held to the crook of his, he would escort her to his car and eventually, to a secured underground parking garage located somewhere in the city. He would place her alone in an 11

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elevator to ride up to the floor reserved for her that night. The door would open onto a secret room, where her partner would be waiting. Once the evening was finished, the person who had entertained her would return her to the elevator and send it back down to the garage level. The driver would be there to await her arrival and finally return her safely to her home. The most disconcerting part of the evening was always to open her front door clothed in whatever, if anything, she chose to wear to begin the evening. To find a stranger who never spoke. The unknown aspects of the evening started at that moment and could only be described as unsettling and titillating. How would she be taken? Would she enjoy what was chosen for her to experience? Would it hurt? Would she feel attractive and sexy? Cherished? By this time, the adrenaline and desire started butterflies dancing wildly within her belly, building in intensity as she was driven to her final destination, eager for their impending release. Would she be tempted to see who played with her body? Would she want them again? Dressing for an evening at Bliss was the best barometer for her mood. One of her favorite basic items to wear was a pair of black thigh highs, with a decadent solid seam that ran down the back of her leg to her heels. Complimenting the stockings was sometimes a pair of six inch black heels with ankle straps. To top it all off, she would pull her slightly longer than shoulder length hair into a ponytail and add a saucy black bow. The sinful attire usually garnered quick results from her nameless partner, swiftly getting her off. But tonight, she needed more than a quick release. Tonight, Jena’s very soul cried out for a complete orgasmic session. Otherwise, she was not sure she had it in her to deny the pull 12

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from the sensuous strands her boss had managed to wrap around her. After this evening’s events, Jena wanted to come home sweaty, sated, and well used, too tired for much more than her bed. Somehow strengthening her ability to work with, for, and beside Tilton Spidermach, as well as be able to deny his passionate campaign to possess her body. Along that vein, she chose to wear obscenely high-heeled black leather boots that ended around midthigh. Next was a micro black leather pleated wraparound skirt that rested low on her hips and just skimmed the bottom of her ass cheeks, sans panties. The skirt and boots made it appear as if her legs went on forever, thus adding to the illusion she was a voluptuous leggy blonde. The pièce de résistance were her pierced nipples, each dripping with various lengths of fine chain and ending with sterling silver balls. She topped the ensemble off by loosely pulling her naturally curly hair back into a bun and poking a silver comb in for further stability, knowing it would not last the evening. Jena’s excitement built further with the firm knock on the door. Time for safe, sane, and consensual. **** Remaining blindfolded once she arrived in the club’s domain gave Jena comfort and safety in her fantasy world, if she did not see anyone, then by return, she could not be seen, nor recognized. It also fed her ultimate desire to be helpless as she was led down the pleasure path to fulfillment. Her wicked and naughty side got off in not knowing who dominated her. The unseen partner, who gave her orgasms, was whomever, if anyone, she chose to imagine. The fantasy could involve a gang or an individual, man or woman. What it 13

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did not entail was penetration of a human cock in any orifice of her body. The owners of Bliss had suggested the stipulation and upon reflection, Jena had been relieved and readily accepted. Her desire for being topped was freeing but the unknowns could also bring about a sense of discomfort that could take away from the pleasure of the moment, or later cause regret. Whoever was chosen as her top for any given evening was thoroughly briefed on her level of acceptance for a variety of previously approved scenarios. So here she stood, riding in an elevator in an undisclosed location toward a mysterious and anonymous encounter with her pleasure being the only certainty. Her breath hitched when the car shuddered to a stop. The door swished open, playtime. A few unsettling moments passed before a large hand gently grasped one of hers and moved it to rest upon a strong, male arm before leading her out of the car and into one of the club’s prearranged rooms. She could feel the coarse hairs on his arm beneath her hand as well heat rolling off his body. There was also an impression he was much larger than her, beyond that there was little else she could discern. After a dozen or so paces, they stopped and her companion stepped away. Jena felt a small concentration of heat and figured she had been placed so a light was pointed directly at her. Like the flick of a switch, the submissive in her moved forward. Legs moved into an elegant spread and her head dropped back, ending with her arms lifted above her head. Elbows slightly bent, wrists crossed, she held still for inspection. Vulnerable and exposed, she waited for something to break the silence. 14

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It seemed like hours had passed before she felt the air move around her as the man slowly walked around her still posed form. Then she felt it, a single finger stroking from the base of a single breast up to the nipple, catching the sterling strands as it went. There was a long pause and she held her breath waiting to see what more was coming her way. A small tug brought forth a gasp quickly followed by a moan as the weight of the strand was left to fall, striking her breast with little thuds. Once the strands settled back down, the other breast was treated to the same stroke, tug, and release. Nipple jewelry was an adornment she rarely left off, the feminine and sensual sensations they gave her were empowering. She felt lucky because not many women were happy with their bodies but she was. Her nipples were very sensitive and enjoyed being the center of attention. Jena drew in a deep breath, wanting to ask for more but knowing she wouldn’t. At this moment patience was a virtue. The finger was back, tracing around the soft skin on the inside of her elbow and along her forearm before a thumb moved to push softly against her lips. She opened her lips for the digit to rest in her mouth. Enclosing it within her moist cavern, she used her tongue to tease him before gently biting down to hold him. She sucked, bringing the flavor of the man to the party. Not being able to see gave her other senses a chance to excel. She could hear the man’s breathing through his nose, not noisily but deeply as if trying to catch and hold her unique fragrance. With a deep calming breath through her nose, she picked up on his special essence. It was earthy, like the crispness found deep in a forest, fresh and cool, and was matched beautifully by a slight citruslike tang. 15

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When the thumb withdrew from her mouth, Jena felt a sense of loss and oddly enough she was briefly left with the idea that she should remember something. There was something oddly familiar about him…the thought was gone when his teeth firmly grasped her upper lip and held. With a moan, she was lost. The man nibbled and sucked her upper fold before moving to the plumper lower one and lavished carnal care with the same focus he had on the other. The roving finger found its way beneath her skirt and followed the crease that separated her ass. Her lips opened on a deeper moan and gave his tongue an opportunity to move into her mouth and mark the territory with his special elixir, which she could easily become addicted to. Arms still held above her head, she fell into his mastering touches and kiss. She knew she was lost when the rogue finger traced up the soft slope of her inner thigh before running along her slit. A fingertip dipped into her moist pussy. It retreated and then sluiced back inside a few times before leaving her completely. She felt the loss between her legs when his lips separated from hers, she moved her mouth forward searching for his and felt his finger moist with her cream come to rest against her parted lips. Her silent lover painted her folds with the collected honey and followed with his tongue, pulling her flavor off. When his finger and tongue finished licking their treat from her lips his still damp finger moved and rested heavily against her lower fold. She knew this was a test. Instinctively she understood what this man wanted from her without being told, without questioning. 16

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Jena parted her lips, wrapped her tongue around the digit, and sucked it clean of her feminine dew. Her answer came with a fierce and brief kiss before they moved down to lavish moist kisses along the side of her neck. She loved the nibbles, bites, and licks but moaned at the swift return of not one but now two fingers as they delved into her pussy. The duet fluidly moved in and out of her creaming pussy, then thrust a little more firmly. She decadently enjoyed the liquid sound his finger fucking of her pussy produced. Each plunge of his fingers was driven deeper until his palm cupped her nude mound and held. Holding still for a moment, he slowly dragged the digits out until just the tips rested inside. Using his thumb to uncover her excited clit, he nudged it back and forth. Alternating between teasing her clit and stroking in and out of her slit led to her hips thrusting out to meet his plunging fingers. Then the man with the magic fingers and mouth abruptly stopped and moved away. Feeling the loss deeply, she once again stood alone, still maintaining her inspection pose. A faint clanking noise was heard but she was more in tune with her body and listening to the hum that raced through it. Jena was startled when she felt him move in snug behind her before he grasped a wrist in each hand and lowered them to rest naturally at her sides. Her impression of the man behind her was of a large, strong, and solid man. He radiated heat and possessed an impressive hard-on nudging her ass crease. She could feel his hard bare chest against her back. Not entirely sure what he wore below but she thought they were jeans. In her mind’s eye she saw him barefoot as well. Jena was not sure why she saw him that way other than the fact that he moved so silently. 17

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Besides, for her it was hot to visualize a sexy man wearing a pair of partially buttoned jeans and nothing else as he worked her body to orgasm. Feeling the hard body lean forward and stretch up had her acting like a kitten, rubbing and bumping against him. She thought she heard him chuckle but this time she was diverted by the clanking. Startled, Jena jumped when she felt the first fleece-lined leather cuff move over her wrist, forearm and firmly secured. The other cuff being placed on her was less of a surprise but it still had her heart picking up its already galloping pace. A mechanical whirring sound brought her back to feel him holding her hips firmly while nudging her feet further apart so she was well spread out before him. Firm tugging on her wrists and the accompanying buzz told her the cuffs were attached to a cable that was slowly pulling the leather wristbands up and forward. Physically off balance and vulnerable, she yelped when the machine stopped abruptly, ending with her arms stretched fully in front and above her head creating a swayed back which left her ass and pussy on full display. The man still held her hips firmly and she realized he would be there until she had adjusted to the new defenseless wide-open position. Weakened, she reached deep inside and found the strength she needed to not only hand over the reins to her body but to trust this man not to hurt her. His very act of waiting until she was settled made it trouble-free, what made it easier was that he also seemed to have the instruction book to get her revved. With a deep breath, she steeled her arms and steadied her stance before offering a solid nod of head, inherently knowing he was watching for it. 18

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The responding answer was feeling him smooth his hands around her waist and releasing the button that held her skirt together. At the same time, he bent over her further still and traced her spine with his tongue up to her shoulder, where he bit the sweet spot between her neck and shoulder. Shuddering with the eroticism of her position and his attentions riding her personal pleasure path straight to satisfaction, Jena knew she could easily become hooked on this man. Releasing her slowly, he dropped a few random kisses before he stepped back and pulled the strip of fabric out from between them. Then he moved further away so she could no longer feel his presence. She knew he was watching her, looking at her body, noticing the dampness on her upper thighs where her cream lay, seeing the jewelry swaying from her breasts as they quivered. While she stood there for him to admire and enjoy, she admitted to herself that in all her encounters at Bliss, this was the first time she wished it could be different. She knew total satisfaction would not be achieved without his cock in her mouth, her pussy or her ass. Jena knew this was the man who could fuck Spider out of her dreams.

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Chapter 3 What a fucking beautiful creature. Endless black leather clad legs stretched up to end in luminous white satin soft skin, beckoning his hands to stroke and smooth across and around the curves laid out in spectacular fashion before him. Then there was her dewy bare pink pussy just visible and leading up from that sweet spot, a wonderfully wicked path that parted her peach shaped ass. The treat that would greet his eyes when he circled to her other side would be no less erotic, but for now he could see her reflected in the mirrored wall. Her hair was curly, he bet naturally, and haphazardly pulled into a bun. It was soft, feminine and relaxed, so unlike her work persona. But the real jewels were her breasts—they were truly magnificent. They bounced softly when she breathed and shook in her excitement. He needed to watch them when she was fucked hard. Who knew the soft-spoken, intelligent, prim Ms. Jena Flyno was an erotic sex kitten at heart. That beneath all those suits that covered every inch of skin was a voluptuous playground equipped with pierced nipples, naked plump bare mound, and a naughty desire to be dominated. Guess the shoes were her tell. Lucky for her and ultimately himself, Spider was a master at heart. 20

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His cock and balls had grown from genuine interest with the situation. The vague view he had of her in the elevator changed everything once he brought her to rest beneath the spotlight. Recognizing his neat head of PR instantly had his dick steel hard with a bang. When she presented herself for his inspection, he knew he had made the right choice in coming to the club tonight. Enjoying a longstanding friendship with the owners of Bliss, more commonly referred to as the Brothers Gore, he had been asked to fill in when one of their masters had been called away on an emergency. He had been sent the brief this afternoon and thought it would do him good to expend some of his lustful energies before he did something to Jena he would later regret. Lady Fortune obviously was having dinner with the goddess of love to place such a feast before him. The only regret was the no penetration clause, but even that article could not dampen his passions. He knew that when he first fucked his lovely PR lady, he wanted her to know who was giving her pleasure. Unintentionally, his plans for this evening had been all about Jena. This, this was how he had wanted to see her: perilously perched on her heels, helpless and dangling for his pleasure. Each toy he had thought to use on her, to bring her to a screaming orgasm, was now at his disposal on a table against the wall behind him. The rapture for him was found with it really being her standing before him and not another. A small niggle of discomfort settled in the forced silence. He could not speak for fear she would recognize his voice and use her safe word to bring the evening to an instantaneous end. Next time, he would be certain to tell her how amazing she looked in her passion. 21

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Rubbing his hands together with wicked glee, he picked up his first toy and walked forward, stroking a hand around her haunch as he moved to stand in front of his trapped little creature. Taking the jelly soft penis gag, he stroked its tip from her cheek down to rest against her mouth. As if it were his cock, he nudged her lips, and like a little bird ready to be fed, her mouth opened wide, eager to accept what he gave her. He enjoyed the sight of her giving the fake penis a blowjob. He held the object just out of her reach. As she leaned forward a little bit, he rewarded her with the entire length before moving the strap around her head so it stayed in place. She looked more than beautiful sucking on the fake dick and he felt his own cock begging for her attention. With a firm tug on his pulsing tool, he silently promised it that next time she would be sucking it rather than the substitute. Reaching down, he gently tugged a single chain dripping from each breast. He heard a mewling sound from beneath the gag and tugged the chain again before reaching up with both hands and clutched a handful of tit in each hand. Lowering his head, Spider nibbled the breast he held in one hand and then moved to nibble on her other. They were succulent to taste and more than a mouthful. On the upper slope of one breast, he left a set of teeth marks, thriving on her muffled moans. The need to mark her as his was necessary to both his ego and something deeper that he left unexplored. Stepping back to better enjoy his brand, he stroked her cheek to let her know of his thrill and joy of the moment. She moved her head into his hand, just like a kitten enjoying her owner’s petting. Dragging his hand around slowly to her back, he moved stealthily along her side to follow. He enjoyed touching her and continued to drag his hand down her back, up and over 22

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her ass to rest heavily on one full cheek as he moved up behind her. With a large hand on each cheek he squeezed and manipulated them separately. The deep crease that split the ripe fruit beckoned him, pleading for attention. Taking one finger and wetting it in his mouth he trailed the digit down from the base of her spine, slowly past her rose and down towards her plump lower lips. Hearing her breathing increase and eager to watch her climb the ladder of passion, he stepped away for a moment to gather a few things he would need. When he turned back, he stopped and enjoyed the view for a moment before stepping up between her spread legs. Stroking her soft inner thigh, close to her pussy but not close enough, he felt the dampness that lay there and wanted more. For all the months he had suffered, the unwanted celibate conditions he had existed under, tonight, there would be few boundaries while he expressed his passion for this sweet creature. Soon, but not yet. **** It was utter madness. A strong finger was circling her inner thigh before a thick finger nudged itself just inside her opening and held still. Between her high-heeled boots and stretched position, her balance was off. However, that did not stop her from trying to imbed the finger further. Then, smoothly he fed it up her cunt and pressed further with a nudge before slowly moving out of her hot channel. The finger fucking had her moaning continuously from behind the gag. She wanted more, more than the fake cock in her mouth and finger in her pussy. A real rock-hard dick thrusting fiercely in and out of her was what she needed. Suddenly his finger was gone, leaving her to instantly regret wishing for more. It seemed her partner could read her 23

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every thought and was cruel enough to use them against her. This must be a true master. A few unsettling moments passed before the finger was replaced by a cool slim stainless steel form sliding through her pussy lips. Again he was teasing her with the promise of something more and then giving her not quite what she wanted. The tip entered and slowly slid into her moist pussy a few inches before pulling back out, gliding in again deeper, then retreating. Jena hissed at the delicious motion. Again. Deeper. Faster. More. And again, until suddenly he pulled it out entirely. An incredible feeling of loss brought a groan erupting from her mouth. Enough teasing, would he fuck her already! She needed an orgasm like yesterday. Jena’s brain quieted down when she felt the return of the hard slim steel rod ride along her crease before stopping to nudge in and rest heavily just within her anus. With a patience that surprised her, she pushed out, easing the way for the unrelenting invasion. The solid steel moved into her with a single smooth unrelenting stroke before he pulled it partially out and slid it back in. With a twist on the last stroke down, the pseudo-cock in her ass began a low vibration and she was aware of her cream gathering with a heavy sensation in her pussy. She was not able to hold back a deep guttural groan. She tried to catch a deeper breath of air but couldn’t get enough through her nose. Before the thought to panic could set in, she felt the band holding the gag in place loosen and the penis gag was slowly removed. Jena couldn’t help holding her mouth firmly around the retreating cock…giving it one last loving squeeze. 24

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Fingers smoothed around her mouth before he took her lower fold between his teeth and nibbled. Groaning from his attentions, she was greedy and had no qualms about pleading her case. “Phleeze.” Kissing her more fully was satisfying but not what she needed. A pinching hold of her clit startled a groan from her depths and began a pelvis grind when a thick finger was added, then joined by another. It was a start but she still needed more, the restrictions on her body amplified her desires to an almost unbearable level. Tears welled and tracked slowly down her cheeks from beneath her blindfold. Her silent lover must have noticed them because she heard what could only be described as a reassuring hum before he wiped them away with his thumbs. Cherished is how his actions had left her feeling, but she would much rather be able to add satisfaction to the equation. When next he stepped away from her, she could take no more. “Please fuck me, please, I need your cock thrusting…” “Shhh.” Her plea trailed off upon hearing the most substantial sound from the man, would he say something more? “Please…” Nothing else was said, but then she became aware of a solid presence high up her inner thigh above her boot. Gasping for a moment, she thought it was real. It was velvety soft, smooth against her skin, and it was hard with a feeling of inflexibility. Inching higher, slowly up her thigh, her breath hitched. Was it his cock that was teasing her, stroking so delectably against her leg? 25

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The answer came once the prick had made its slow progression up her thigh to rest solidly between her legs. Her pussy spread lewdly over the width. Her silent lover stroked the rigid rod forward, nudging her clit, before sliding further until she felt his hand at her crotch holding the end of the wicked piece. It was a dildo he was holding and not his own dick. Shame, but they were her specific rules for when in a heated frame of mind. Hips bumping and grinding as much as they could in her delicate position but wanting more than the lovely rod to slide between her lips. No, she wanted it to relieve the heavy pulse beating deep within her pussy. Jena could feel a pattern running along the length. Four, maybe five, consecutively larger, rounded ribs were what she rode with a curved rounded point tip bouncing repeatedly against her nub. “There! Yes, there…” Her body was eager to be taken. Finally the thick knob was resting just inside her slit, honey dripping down ready to ease its way. “Fuck me please, ease this throbbing.” A slow insistent push from the dildo was her answer. Out it was pulled, just as slowly, allowing her to feel each and every one of the five bulbous ribs. Her breath picked up speed as he pushed it all in again with no more speed but her body was hungry for each sensation. In and out again, still slow but without pause until he was ready for it to make its return journey. She was utterly enjoying the moment, giving up her body for another to pleasure just plain did it for her. The vibrator humming comfortably in her ass suddenly had its speed turned up a notch, sending her higher within herself. With her legs spread wide, counterbalancing her stretched arms above her head, her precarious position did not 26

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allow for her to thrust herself on or off the rod. That did not mean she wouldn’t try. Dildo buried deep within her pussy, the vibration from her ass ratcheting up her body’s need to climax, she tried to pull off the fake cock, speed up the fucking it was treating her to. A sharp slap on her ass stopped the movement instantly. A large body curved itself around hers. Solid hips covered in jeans brushed against her seat and with a bump, sent the buried cock a little deeper, bringing a groan up from her toes. Lightly haired arms reached around her upper back allowing his large hands to grasp her breasts and a kiss was dropped on her shoulder before she heard an tsking sound. “Fine, fine, I won’t help, but please fuck me!” Her breasts were treated to a few tugs and tormenting twists as he sporadically bumped against the buried dildo. But it was only enough to hold her body on an edge with a great abyss within her grasp. Finally, with a last wicked tug he went back to standing between her legs. She wondered if he was enjoying the view. Then, with a slow pull the cock was brought almost all the way out, again with only the thick round curved tip resting in her slit, and thwack! Peppering alternating ass cheeks with half a dozen open handed slaps was like an electric shock going straight through her pussy. It also moved her slightly on and off the steady dildo, just enough to have her begging. “Oh, oh, please, I am begging you, please let me come!” Her tormentor was pulled out entirely; a bite followed by a soothing kiss was dropped on each burning cheek but did nothing to ease her passions.

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“My pussy is so empty, I will go crazy if I remain unfilled one more moment…I am begging for relief. Please ease my torment and fuck me.” Moaning as hands soothed her ass, she almost cried as the one palm left her rump and curled around her hip and the other, she assumed, went back to holding the dildo. Finally he fucked her until she screamed. Held firmly in place, she felt the cock thrust in and out with progressively more fervor. Jena heard the liquidity of her pussy’s answer to the passion he was giving her and plunged into the arms of her body’s desires. Her inner animal had slipped its leash. She grunted as the cock stroked in with wicked determination and groaned when it cruelly retreated. Enthusiastically, she took the pleasure he gave her. Swifter, harder, deeper, over and over again, and then again. What sent her plummeting into the most intense climax was his decadent mouth. Lips skimmed softly against her rump before his teeth grasped the slim vibrator in her ass and pulled it out. Pushed it back in, then pulled it out again. Her silent lover fucked her screaming into nirvana. Pulsing, squeezing, and clasping, her pussy would have giggled if it could have, it was so thrilled. Pleasure seeped through her veins, along her nerve endings, and settled within her the glow of a contented well-satisfied woman. **** Breathing deeply, he tried to bring his lustful inclinations under control, but that was becoming more and more difficult to accomplish. How he stopped himself from taking his cock in hand and shoving it deeply inside the sexy Ms. Jena he would never know. Reverently, he removed the dildo from her pussy for the last time and enjoyed the sight of her honey seeping out and 28

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coating her inner thighs. He turned off and extricated the slim vibrator from her ass. After dropping a parting kiss on each cheek that was still painted red from his loving attentions, he silently promised to return to their side soon and on a much more personal level. Once he put the toys down, Spider pressed the lever that would lower the leather cuffed hands down in front of her. Moving back behind her, he held her hips firmly and helped move her legs out of their spread position. He unhooked the cuffs and dropped them to the floor. Rubbing and easing the strain her shoulders and arms had undergone, he snuggled up against her luscious body. His cock ached and pulsed dangerously as she wiggled against him. He enjoyed her silken skin rubbing against his and the purrlike sounds she was making, marking her a happy and satisfied woman. Looking into the mirrored wall before them, he knew he would never forget this moment. He also knew he would never be satisfied until his dick was forging new paths through her dripping, wet, tight cunt and she was screaming out his name for more. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he reached around her waist and cupped his hands to act as a shelf for her large, bejeweled breasts. No, he would not be content until she stood before him, looking into his eyes and knowingly presenting herself to him for their pleasure. Soon this sweet creature would be all his. Fuck-me heels and pierced nipples included but he would also have the mind and emotions that were so strong and just as enticing, he wanted the whole package. Giving her tits a little shake to start them jiggling, he sighed. Did he have the fortitude to allow her to walk away from him? 29

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Yes, for now. He stepped back, collected her skirt, and rang the bell that would send the elevator up for her to leave the club. Returning to her side, he wrapped her skirt back around his lover’s hips. Yes, she was his lover, even though she had no idea who he was. Spider watched as she blindly reached back behind his neck and moved his head down to hers for a kiss. With a wicked flick of her tongue, the kiss turned carnal. Her tongue twisted around his, tempting him to fuck her right then and there. She turned in his arms, hooked a leg high up on his hip, and speared her fingers through his hair, holding his head firmly in her grasp. Opening his eyes, he felt the need to watch her seduce him with her vibrant body. As she continued rubbing her soft jiggling breasts against his chest, his hands moved in to assist. Shoving the short skirt up he grasped her ass, helping her hips bump and grind against his cock. The sight of her thighs glistening with her honey almost broke his resolve but a ‘bing’ as the door opened signaled the elevator’s arrival brought it back. With a last squeeze of her ass, he slowly disengaged himself and helped get herself back to rights before leading her to the empty car. Once he had her settled, he stepped back for one more look at his sexy little lady when she opened her mouth to speak. He wanted no words that might break the spell of the erotic evening for either of them, so gently laid a finger across the plump lips. He wanted her to leave wanting more from him, remembering him, so stepping up close to Jena, he picked up her hand. Dropping a sweet kiss against her palm, he ran the little appendage down his ripped abs, below his opened waistband, inside his jeans and over his still hard cock. 30

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His little bird gasped upon finding him thicker than the dildo he had fucked her with. She squeezed harder, stroked his length, and then did something he should have expected but had not. Sinking to her knees, she looked up and said quietly, “Please let me suck your cock.”

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Chapter 4 It was only Wednesday and Jena did not believe she could make it another day without a private visit with her silent lover. The morning after their first encounter, she had been pleasantly sore. It had been excruciatingly wonderful, and she had wallowed in the afterglow all day. Monday afternoon, she locked her office door and made a personal call to Bliss. For the first time ever, she asked if she could meet with the same person she had met on Saturday. She had also let it be known that if the gentleman agreed, she would be open to both genital penetration and leaving off the blindfold once she entered the room. Waiting for the return call began at that moment. It had been more than a few years since Jena had enjoyed the intimacy of a relationship. Like many strong, careerminded women, she had focused all her energies on ensuring its success, and only recently had she been made achingly aware of just how much she was missing out on. Bliss had been the perfect avenue for venting her passionate desires. However, the other night had left a mark on her and not just the one still very visible on her left breast. No, this mark went deeper; the overwhelming need pulsing through her veins was the stamp of a woman who has been spinning her wheels. Spider was another reason to take a lover. He had sensed 32

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blood last week and been after her ever since. She had been surprised when he had arrived at her front door on Sunday with Chinese takeaway and asked for a briefing on the charity event details. Too sated to sense any alarm in his presence, she let him inside. Later she was secretly flattered when he said he had brought dinner as a peace offering because he knew she had worked many long hours the past week on his behalf. The evening had been delightful. Spider had flirted outrageously, but nothing she could not handle and they had spoken mainly of work. Thank goodness the night at Bliss had accomplished her main goal. Her silent lover had been able to take the edge off her passionate needs leaving her better able to handle, even enjoy his humor and flirting. The tape scandal had yet to quiet down but the clamoring was less vociferous. Paparazzi often followed him but they always had. He was single, gorgeous, rich and a powerful man, after all. They had discussed her suggestion that he alter anything that was routine. He had agreed to change his car and where he stayed so he was less easy to follow. There had been only a few innocuous photos of him in the tabloids and they were harmless, so hopefully their strategy was working. Briefly, she had felt insulted when he had asked to see her gown for the ball, but then believed he was merely being considerate, nothing more. Shortly after that, he had left and she began to seriously contemplate her need for a more fulfilling personal life. If just him showing a polite interest in what she was going to wear, much like a lover would, was able to send her desires back to a begging for release level, then obviously she needed another visit to Bliss. Thoughts of how well her silent lover had handled her and wishing he would agree to see her again came flooding forward. 33

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Thursday came and still no word from Bliss. Frankly, she was desperately randy and afraid Spider was merely picking his moment before he pounced. Not helping her burgeoning “ripe for the picking” feeling was his constant presence in her life outside of the office. Dinner at the office, meetings, sharing a quick trip out to LA, they were all easy times spent comfortably together and he was still featuring in her fantasies, big time. They were also getting more intense. The more time she spent in his presence, the more he reminded her of her silent lover. In a desperate and last-ditch effort to gain a foothold on her raging libido, Jena threw herself into work. She hoped the pace as well as the daily challenges would prevent her time to spare any extra attention on Spider. Her best efforts proved sticky, however, as he was always there in her down time, what little she had after dealing with him on TS Properties time. There was quite a variety of mundane but oh so important details involved in public relations. It was much more than keeping the press focused on what she wanted them to pay attention to. For her, the diversity firmly held her attention and she thrived in the atmosphere created by buzz, unfortunately for her, at this moment, the buzz was Spider. **** Life was treating him very well these past few days. Jena and her appearance at Bliss had surprised him and now he was enjoying the challenge she still presented. He wanted her to come to his playroom, and he knew she would be making the trip up his winding stairs very soon. He had been insinuating himself within her space on a daily basis, keeping the atmosphere relaxed to keep her at ease with his presence. That did not mean he was comfortable. No, he was living on the edge with a constant hard-on. 34

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The encounter at Bliss had been the most incredible in his memory. He could still smell her scent on his jeans, and hear her screams of pleasure. Each time he closed his eyes, she was there, naked and strung up just for him. What had stunned him most was when he had been seeing her settled in the elevator. Deciding to leave her a hint of who he was when she had suddenly sank to her knees before him, asking for him to let her suck his cock. Shit! He had only meant to leave her with a feel of what was coming her way, but who could have turned down such an offer as the one she had held out to him. On her knees before him, she had placed her hands behind her back and opened her mouth wide, just like a baby bird looking to be fed. Spider had finished unbuttoning his jeans and placed his knob on her tongue, just inside her mouth. Lush, plump red lips wrapped naughtily around his cock, she’d swirled her tongue around the crown before sucking his rod into her mouth. She had actually hummed as she worked on his cock, obviously enjoying the feast he had offered. Spider knew he was both thicker and longer than the dildo he had fucked her with earlier and had felt assured she would enjoy every inch of his piece when he finally thrust it fully into her cunt. He had pulled the silver comb from her hair allowing the curls to spill wildly around her head before his hand had thrust in to cradle the back of her head. Spider had stroked a finger up her throat and his little bird had started swallowing down his length. She had taken a good portion but not all of it. That had been fine with him, and he had let her go up and down a few more times before stopping with just a few inches left in her mouth. He’d loved her small mewl at being denied it all. 35

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Ready to get down to some serious business, like his body's driving need to come, he had used his other hand and worked his length himself. Grunting as he went, and enjoying his sweet creature sucking noisily on his cock, his balls had begun to stir, tightening and he’d prepared to launch his seed between her lips. He’d hardened and had threaded both hands in her hair in a bid to control her mouth’s movement on and off his cock. With rhythmic beats, he’d started bringing up cum for her to feed on. She had been greedy, indeed, lapping up every drop that had pulsed through him. The licking of her lips after her treat had been a beautiful and bawdy treat for him. Helping her to her feet, he had not been able to resist one last tickle to her pretty bald pussy before he’d pressed the button, stepped out and had sent the elevator and her back down and home. He had not been able to stay away from her for long and went over the next evening. Just seeing her had sent his mind spinning right back to their time at Bliss. It had taken more willpower than he thought he possessed to not march her back to her bedroom right then and there to fuck her mindless. The phone call from Bliss concerning a certain patron’s request for a repeat and complete performance had been sweet indeed. He had her exactly where he had wanted her. It was a heady feeling. His parting shot had worked and now she was caught in his crafty web full of erotic promises. The knowledge that he could have her at the drop of a phone call was intoxicating to say the least. Denying her before had been her wishes. Denying her now would be sweet torture indeed. Tomorrow evening, he had planned a working dinner to go over the final details of the charity ball. Any last minute changes would be passed on to her staff. It had been decided that through the evening, Jena would remain at his side. He was collecting her from her door and through the event, until 36

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he took her home, his home, to be specific. She would stay with him. Saturday night he would feast upon this sweet creature, and there was nothing Jena could do about it except lie back, spread her legs and enjoy his cock.

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them to donate more. Nobody but the two of them was aware that not only had TS Properties underwritten the party, but also privately, Spider would match whatever they raised. Just another tick in the column that made him one of those guys that came around once in a lifetime. There was no bigger turn-on for her than someone who did not need acceptance and kudos from the masses for doing the right thing. Resting on the black crushed silk chaise in her bedroom before getting dressed, Jena went over the details of the evening. She listed in her mind possible problems that could arise and what would be the best solution. Mentally, she noted people she knew would give more if they were able to spend a few moments as the focus of their staggeringly impressive host. Next, she revisited details of the strategy she had already formulated hoping to ensure the best opportunity of success. Also, she mentally noted a few women it would be best to not leave alone with Spider. Not that he wasn’t trustworthy in the business arena; he just did not do well when temptation was placed before him. The women she worried about had little scruples where they were or whom they were with as long as later they would be able to claim an evening spent in Tilton Spidermach’s bed. The red carpet would also be treacherous. Some of the more pithy reporters would be looking to sink their nails into him for a one-on-one, and most of those would also enjoy a little personal extra on the side that would not make the interview reel submitted to their producers. The press would run the gambit from paparazzi to live camera feeds to the big national stations. Written press would also be represented, as would a few internet reporters, every possible media outlet had been invited for the most complete coverage of the event. 38

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An agreement had been entered with one print and one camera crew. Each would be allowed inside the party after it had been assured they would share with their competition. This way, everyone would be happy, those attending received the attention they wanted, the press received some fodder to feast upon and the public’s insatiable need to live vicariously within the world of the rich and famous would be fulfilled. Her gaze drifted toward the open closet where her evening attire awaited her dressing ritual. This was the most stunning item she had ever owned. Originally, her staff had recommended that she approach a few designers to see what they would lend her for the event, but that was not a comfortable proposition for her, so she declined. However, she did seek the advice from a friend, a designer in the fashion industry. She needed professional help to dress her small yet curvy frame so it looked breathtaking. The first few dresses Mimi had selected were beautiful but far more revealing than Jena felt appropriate for a working event. They both had instantly agreed when this ensemble came forward. It was sexier than what she would normally have chosen, but it was not obvious or flesh bearing. Mimi and the sales associate had insisted the dress was Jena. On her body, the dress breathed with the perfect hint of sinful sexuality. Their lavish praise made her head swim, and even though she was not sure if she believed every word, she had bought the ensemble. Feeling her features were best presented naturally, she usually kept it subtle when cosmetics came into play. Using a soft brush, Jena put just a little blush on her much envied pearl white skin. Naturally curly, intense white blonde hair already twisted into a soft chignon with a subtle wreath perched atop her head giving the impression she wore a 39

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delicate branch with berries still intact, only they were small, clear, crystal balls. From her earlobes dangled simple teardrops and still awaiting her were six necklaces of varying lengths and textures. The effect of the mixture of crystals in practiced layering resulted in a delicate tangle of jewels. To complete the look, she had selected a beautiful strand of both clear and black crystals that rested low on her hips, just beneath her belly, allowing the two lengths to mix within the wrap folds, falling to midcalf. Jena felt the accessories were the frosting on the cake. The cake was pure decadence in a deep rich color. The top was a chiffon silk blouse with gently ruffled cap sleeves and a simple band collar, fully buttoned, of course, and falling loosely to her waist. Layered atop that was a matching vest. The vest was of the same material as the blouse and plunged to a deep v, where a dozen small covered buttons ended right above her belly button where it spread out and flowed down from there like a tailed tuxedo coat. There was a delicate lapel that ruffled softly and mixed with the little sleeves. The vest had a series of fine beading, the same color as the blouse, in a random pattern that, with the necklaces, kept the whole top from being totally see-through. Below the dainty top was a heavily draped silk velvet wrap skirt that rode low on her hips to the floor, ending in a small pooling train behind. She stood on her usual high-heeled sandals with a strap around her ankle. Beneath her clothing, where she usually chose to express her most wicked self, and tonight was no exception, a simple black satin thong was all she chose to cover her mound. For her secret sense of wickedness, she had added a fine chain swathed from one nipple to the other. If she had thought 40

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about it before she had dressed she also might have done something about answering her body’s need for release. She had given up on ever hearing from Bliss about her silent lover. The blow to her ego she would get beyond, but it did nothing for her body’s more urgent needs or Spider’s continuing campaign for her body. Checking the mirror one last time, she moved to the foyer to gather her black beaded purse, checking to make sure she had remembered to put in a few essentials, and then waited for her escort to collect her. A giddy feeling in her stomach grew when the knock sounded on her door. Jena gave herself a firm mental shake, trying to pull herself together. It certainly would not do to show Spider any signs of weakness. Besides, this was work. **** Knock, knock, and knock. Standing before her door in a traditional black tuxedo and bow tie, he was eager to get the evening started. His plan began with a surprise gift resting in his pocket, but even before that, he planned on kissing her luscious lips, outing himself as her lover from Bliss. Once the door opened, he lost his breath, she was utterly stunning. A goddess in a sensuous pillar of dark purple, her eyes looked bright and huge. He was proud she was to be by his side this evening, writhing on his cock later, and left with no desire to leave him ever. “You look stunning.” He offered as he stepped forward and closed the door behind him. Reaching for her purse, she looked over her shoulder at him with a small furrow of confusion gracing the space between her delicate eyebrows.

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“Such a look of confusion, do not worry so, sweet creature, all will be perfect but I will be dictating the way this evening goes.” “Excuse me, sir?” “Put your purse down, Jena, come with me to the couch and sit beside me, we have a few things to discuss.” “Sir–” “Let us start right there. I am ‘sir’ when we are fucking, otherwise, I am Spider unless I tell you differently, clear?” “What?” “Are we clear?” “Fine, Spider.” “Perfect. Now let me clue you in on a few things…” With an elegant move, he snaked an arm behind her upper back and twisted her body so she reclined over his lap. He received a wicked thrill with her gasp and moved his other hand to her hip, holding her firmly in place. Leaning down until an infinitesimal amount of space separated their mouths, he said, “Shhh.” Neither blinked. He closed the gap and laid his lips firmly against hers and, while holding that eye contact, licked the seam separating her plump folds. Feeling them tremble, he pressed an advantage and eased his tongue into her sweet mouth. It took but a moment until recognition flared in her eyes, he felt her stiffen but maintained his hold and fell further into their kiss. Wallowing in the pleasure of holding her close, it was a few minutes before he tuned into the small sounds she emoted. They were a delightful, joyous music to his ears—soft moans of lust from his little lady. Opening his eyes, he gazed down into her face and stroked his tongue across the roof of her mouth before he 42

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slowly withdrew it. She wrung a groan from him when she pursed her lips and clasped his tongue as it slowly slid out, instantly reminding him of her kneeling before him and sucking lasciviously on his cock. Dropping a last firm buss on her mouth, he pulled back and refocused onto his plan. “It was so difficult to be silent that night and every moment since. You have a pussy that I need to meet on a much more personal level.” “You say the sweetest things, best watch out before you turn my head.” “I plan on turning more than your head, sweet creature. But first, we must get through this evening and to help us both, I have a little gift.” Patiently, he waited for her to move her arms from around his neck before handing her the simple small red lacquer box with a white bow dug from his pocket. The slightly awkward position she was in was just about where he wanted her to be, although riding his prick would definitely be better. Watching her unwrap his present was a precious moment for him to enjoy. The blush that spread across her face was priceless. What a unique mix she was composed of. Could the nipple pierced, leather wearing, wild woman from Bliss, who had begged to be taken up the ass and pussy at the same time, be blushing over a butt plug? Quite simply, yes, and that was his Jena. Lifting the crystal bejeweled stainless steel plug from its nest, he grasped it firmly in his hand and started warming it with his heat. His thumb toyed with a ring that circled the plug’s rim. Leaning down, he started kissing her softly, sucking, tugging, and nibbling on the moist delectable lips. 43

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“Raunchy is how I like my sex, sweet creature, and you are my perfect match. Your mere presence makes my cock hard but the memories of you begging to be fucked have it weeping for attention. It has been a tortuous few weeks and I am going to have a little payback. This small but weighty jewel will adorn this ass until I take it out. And see this ring?” After her acknowledging nod, he pulled from his pocket a multi-strand necklace which had a clip on only one end, the others were loose and varied in length, some appeared quite long. “This hooks here to the loop in the center of the ring and drops down to move independently of the plug. First, it adds a little more weight, reminding you it is there, and secondly, the silver strands have crystal beads dotting them to whip against you as you walk. If I can’t touch you, then this plug will do it for me.” Eyes all soft and doelike looked up at him adoringly as he informed her of the extra adornment she was to wear this evening. Spider knew she was in sensual overload, which was fine with him. He also appreciated the fact that she had not run screaming from his lap or the room. She would be his, no doubt about it. Giving her ass a firm squeeze, he chuckled. “Getting wet just thinking about it aren’t you, my sweet creature?” The wrap construction of her skirt offered his hand the option to ease in through the fabric opening, stroking along her smooth leg. Softer than silk and smoother than satin, his fingers slid up and down, around behind and back to her side flank. “Do you know how beautiful you are, little Jena? Your breasts are lush and should always be bare, except for when bejeweled or my mouth is feasting on their red cherry treats. Oh, to see them bounce freely as you dance before me. You 44

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are a naughty woman to hide them behind those jackets of yours.” A single roughened finger traced the seam between her thighs up beneath her satin thong to her bald pussy, where he wiggled his finger to rest inside her opening. “This charming mound was a great surprise, bare for any to view all your charms. My tongue will need hours upon days to eat its fill, only my cock will never allow another to dominate so much of its time, only he has that option.” “Oh, you naughty little miss,” he pulled his finger free and sucked it clean. “Your sweet pussy gifted me with some sustenance and so sweet it is. I am going to be the envy of every man and woman alive with this feast you lay before me.” Getting harder, Spider knew the longer they were here, the more hard-pressed he would be to attend his own event, much less try and work the crowd for more money. Giving her ass a sharp slap, he moved to help her stand. “Come on, little bird, if we do not make a move soon, we will not be attending this function at all, and everyone be damned.” “We should not do this, Spider, it will make working together more difficult. Other employees will notice and—” “Stop right there, Jena. Yes, I have thought of the line that should not be crossed between employer and employee, but that wall broke between us. There will be no going back as we were before and we will discuss the future of what lay between us later. Now get this through your brain, there is no going back. So spread those legs wide and bend over at your waist, show me that luscious ass.” Not sure if she would do it or not, he decided to busy himself by standing and setting the butt plug and its jeweled tail to the side while he pulled a small bottle of lubricant from 45

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a pocket inside his coat. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her bend over, his cock jumped for joy. Stepping up behind her hips, he lifted the long skirt and folded it along her back. Normally, the tiny scrap of black would be enticing; right now, he just wanted it off his woman. Tugging the panties down, he held her steady while she stepped out of them, then returned to her original bent over position and grabbed her ankles. “You are so fucking delicious,” he said, smoothing his hands around her ass. “It is just like a lovely, juicy peach. Are you still wet for me, Jena?” Running a finger lightly down her crease, he knew how to tease her and when he reached her cunt, he petted the plump lips guarding her slit. Her small moan escaped with an impatient, “Spider!” He slid his finger in only to stop, leaving his digit just hovering inside her moist opening. “Lovely,” he offered as the finger circled as if stirring a pot. “My cock is going to love thrusting deep within this ripe cunt.” Removing the finger for another taste, he noisily sucked it clean. “An addictive ambrosia you possess between these sweet thighs.” Using two fingers, he spread her lush cheeks to reveal the pink rosette. He picked up the warming lubricant and drizzled a large dollop atop her anus and, after putting the bottle down, used his finger to deposit it further within her ass. After repeating the process a few times, he was sure she was primed and brought the plug to her entrance. “This is larger than the vibrator, so I want you to push out against the pressure, that’s it, sweet cheeks…yes, I love that grunt…just a little more…and, there, that is just fucking awe-inspiring.” 46

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A few soothing strokes before he grasped each cheek and gave them opposing jiggles bringing a groan from the beautiful woman bent over before him. Not able to help himself, Spider bumped his groin against her pussy. “Yes, Spider, right there!” “Sorry, sweetness, this is payback, remember?” He stepped back away from temptation and picked up what he was fondly calling her tail. After it was hooked to the loop on the ring of the plug, he collected the dozen or so strands in his hand and lightly whipped at each cheek. “Oh yes, this is fantastic. The things we can hide under your clothes will have cum flowing down your legs. I think we need to look at dressing you as a pony-girl, putting you through some paces. I know this guy—” “Spider!” “Right, later, we will have all the time in the world to play.” Reverently, he took his for show handkerchief and wiped any excess lube from around her ass, then made a pass at wiping dry her pussy before setting it aside. He unfolded the skirt and smoothed it down her legs making sure no wrinkles remained. “You are an incredible woman, Jena, and I am proud to escort you to this ball, are you ready to go?” “Yes, Spider, I am.” With that, she rose and turned to accept his arm. Making their way to the front door to collect her purse was as far as she made it before the hidden jewels let her know it would be a long evening indeed.

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Chapter 6 The limousine ride was simultaneously erotic and torturous for Jena. Spider found the nipple chain and quickly realized each time he dragged a finger down her chest and caught the links in its descent, she moaned deliciously. Twice, she reapplied her lipstick and finally decided that was why she rarely wore it, too much time wasted in keeping it on. She was able to offer her own small portion of retribution when she borrowed his fresh handkerchief to wipe her dripping pussy before returning it to his pocket right as the car door opened. They caused quite a stir arriving together arm-in-arm. Appearing more as a couple than employer/employee, they had brought additional and discerning eyes of the press toward them, immediately questioning their relationship, some, more persistently than others. As they started their walk up the red carpet, the intensity of flickering bulbs was both blinding and nerve wracking. There were points to pause for the paparazzi to take photographs, then further down the line, places to stop for interviews. It was an easy routine to walk through the photographers but she was stunned when a few shouted out to her, asking whom she was wearing. Jena had attended many other events like this but it seemed that with Spider acting as her escort, the relationship had changed between her and the press as well. 48

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When they approached the first interviewer, she was ready to step back and support him from behind. Working to ensure he did not stay with one reporter longer than another, rescue him when awkward questions arose. What she had not been prepared for was Spider’s arm moving around to rest on an ass cheek, giving it a little squeeze before it settled possessively. Because of the plug and tail, her struggle to maintain a professional composure was monumental, his actions caused it to teeter dangerously. He leaned down and whispered, “Stay,” before stepping them both forward to begin the public relations process. A smile plastered on her face, she answered few personal questions, mainly only those relating to what she was wearing, and worked harder to return the focus toward the children’s charity and what great work the group accomplished with very little money. A few brave souls brought up the tape, one even asked where the porn queen was, with polite efficiency, she did her job and moved them on to a new subject before they moved onwards. Then they arrived in front of an infamous local reporter who enjoyed calling herself a Diligent Truth Hound. In Jena’s book of terms, she was a succubus who went straight for blood. “So, Miss Flyno, I see Spider’s hand resting rather possessively on your derrière, is this notifying the press, the world, of a change at TS Properties?” “No, no changes. We are very thrilled with this yea…” “Spider, do you have a comment regarding hand placement, and if I am not mistaken, movement as well?” “Now, D, don’t you look simply divine this evening, new hairdo? Let me just say that we are all here to support a very special endeavor that is very dear to both Jena and myself. 49

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Society needs to keep their humanity close. That utmost in their minds, no matter how difficult any of us may find our days, we are still nowhere near reaching the trials these children and their families face on a daily basis. This charity works very hard to offer them their wishes as a brief escape. That is the focus of this extravagant evening and to collect even more money for their coffers.” “I have always said you are a wicked man, Spider, gorgeous, a virtuoso of flattery and full of shit, but you are simply too stunning for me to care. Be warned, my lovelies, I am on to you two. Enjoy your evening and may even more funds than you anticipate be collected.” That was their last stop before moving to enter the Waldorf Astoria. Just inside the entryway, Spider pulled them up short and turned her to face him. Stroking a finger down her cheek she worked hard to not leap on him and beg for relief. The plug was a solid presence but the tail was diabolical. “How are you doing, my lovely little bird?” “On the edge,” she was barely hanging on. “Please, this is too much—” “Shhh, nothing I offer you is too much for you to handle.” “I cannot take another step, speak to another person, my mind is sinking into a pool of lust. I do not need to say—” “Shhh, everything will be fine. Look at me, Jena.” Sharp green eyes caught and held hers as he placed both hands on her rear, one on each cheek. “You have the most beautiful eyes, I could just fall into your purple field of passion. Are you with me?” “Yes, but—” “Relax…” He started squeezing her peach of a rear, subtly manipulating each half. 50

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They were mainly hidden from the mass of people milling about but it was still too public a place for her. Her hands reached up to grasp his biceps and squeezed her physical frustrations out. “Spider?” “It is all right, keep looking in my eyes. Do you feel the tail slapping softly against you? There were a few times out there that I thought I heard the beads knock against each other. No, no, look at me…look at me…yes, come, sweet creature, come for me.” All she could do was gasp and look at him wide-eyed as she came. Jena knew her face was flushed, from embarrassment or the orgasm she wasn’t sure, nor at that time did it matter. “Spider, that was…oh no, did anyone see?” “No, but be careful. I am so close to needing some part of you in my mouth, on my cock, things are running close to the tipping point, so let’s get this shindig going so we can leave and I can fuck you senseless.” “Such a romantic.” “I’ll give you romance later, sweet cheeks, now let’s move.” A sharp slap to her ass followed by a sultry stroke started everything rolling again. Putting an arm around her, Spider moved them further into the hotel. “That was mean.” She flashed him a joking sulk as they moved onwards. “You have no idea.” He smiled as he looked back over his shoulder and caught D’s eye who gave a laugh and thumbs up before turning back towards the dim starlet before her, no doubt looking for positive press after a recent arrest for drugs. **** The party was a resounding success. Millions were collected on behalf of the charity, and many of the glitterati 51

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received their press coverage for doing something for the less fortunate. Everyone was greeted, schmoozed, and thanked for attending and giving so generously. The food was fantastic and the dancing was enjoyed by all but Jena. She only danced with her escort because the activity usually led to her climaxing and Spider had let her know in clear terms that “every fucking one of her orgasms was his”. As the evening progressed, their lust became a palpable field that surrounded the two. The few times they were separated by happenstance, the looks between them burned brightly. But no matter how fantastic the evening was progressing, it came to no one’s surprise the host and his head of PR were seen heading out the door by eleven thirty. Grand homes are like fine wines, to be savored and enjoyed at an easy pace with friends and family, and Jena’s introduction to the Spidermach Manse was a blur. Blouse and vest were left behind in the limousine. Spider, with a fierce grip on her hand, dragged her bare-breasted form up the front stairs, into the grand entrance, up the winding stairs, two flights and into his playroom. He let go of her hand and turned to close and lock the double doors. She took a moment to gain her bearings. The room was huge in every way imaginable. Fifteen foot high ceilings, black walls, carpets as soft as silk and as black as midnight led seamlessly into floor-to-ceiling curtains that covered four spaces. There were two opposing single doors to her right and left. One was opened and looked like a restroom, the other closed so she had no clue what it led to. There was plenty of serious furniture for the sexually adventurous settled around the room. Eyes widened as she tried to take it all in, it was a little overwhelming and maybe— 52

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“Jena?” Quickly, she turned to face Spider, surprised by his tone of voice, Jena thought he might be having second thoughts, he looked so hesitant. “Sweet cheeks, we don’t have to do this here, we can go down to my bedroom if you prefer.” A gentle smile spread across her mouth, what a softy he was, worried that his playroom scared her. Yes, it was intimidating in a sexy dark kind of way but it did not put her off. No, if anything, his worry for her mindset spread the joy she had already felt in her heart for him. “Spider…” she said in as sultry a voice as she could find deep within herself. When his hand lowered from its raised beckoning position and he frowned, she reached down and unwrapped her skirt, letting it float to the floor, “…fuck me.” “Shit, Jena, you can not do that to a man…” as he quickly undressed, dropping his clothes where he stood, he continued his rant. “ You were white as a ghost and I thought…” “Shhh, don’t think, just seize that rock hard cock and take me so I see you and hear you, I really need that right now.” “Go to the closed door and wait for me there, I have everything prepared inside.” Had she imagined that moment of concern? This was the decadent playboy without a care for anyone other than getting laid in as raunchy a way as he could imagine. Walking slowly toward the door, she considered her concerns, but the plug and tail kept getting in the way. Horny is what she was and there was nothing wrong with that. There was a gorgeous hard dick with her name on it, it would behoove her sanity to put aside all her wild thoughts and listen to her body. Everything else could wait. Her dripping pussy could not. 53

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Coming to stop at the door, she looked over her shoulder at the naked man standing back where she had left him. Yes, she would do whatever he wanted for the glimpse of nirvana he offered. **** Watching Jena walk away from him, her body draped in crystals and her ass tailed, Spider knew she was the woman he wanted more from and he would get that from her tonight. He walked silently up behind her and started to take the various necklaces from around her neck and set them on the table beside the door. “You look stunning in nothing but jewels and your fuckme shoes, you should dress this way more often.” “People at the office might talk.” “Who the fuck cares?” The belly chain came off, leaving just the plug, tail and nipple chain adorning her body. He opened the door and, with hands on her hips, stepped them both into the dark room. Using the glow from the playroom, he stretched his arm out to the right and switched on the light, then pushing the door closed, he locked it with a loud snick. A fifteen foot mirrored cube was the best way to describe the room. Every single inch of surface, the walls, ceiling, and floor, reflected what was around and on them. In the direct center of the room, dangling from the ceiling was a black tangle of leather. Smiling, Spider acknowledged exactly how much this toy actually resembled a web; perfect to entangle this beautiful sweet creature for him to feast upon. The swing had an eyelet and hook that allowed three hundred sixty degree spinning movement and a spring for intense up and down bounces, all of which he controlled with a few straps. Experiments would 54

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definitely need to be conducted but at a later date, right now, he had a more pressing issue—a desperate need to come. Escorting his little lady to the tangle, he began to place her gently within the various straps. A wide padded strap supported her back and another under her ass, he slowly released her and she tilted back, hands grasping a handful of leather strands that led up to the ceiling for support. Gently, he placed each foot into a padded stirrup and stepped back. Legs spread wide and her tail dragging along the floor, his breath caught. “You are so fucking incredible, so beautiful and eager.” He stepped behind her head so he could see her in the mirror as she saw herself. Reaching down he twitched the chain strung between her breasts and enjoyed her moan and the slight bow to her back. “Spider, I love your playroom but it is pure sin in here.” “You have not seen everything, sweet cheeks, but soon you will.” Wide purple eyes followed his hands as he tinkered around with the various straps hanging from above, when next he caught her gaze, he had secured her wrists and elbows where she had been holding them naturally only now, she could not move them. “I have always said you are a wicked man.” “Again, you have no idea, but soon. Now, point your toes for me, yes, just like that. Hmmm, reacquainted yourself with the tail, haven’t you? I will be hard pressed to not keep you plugged and tailed all the time, you wear it so well.” As he spoke, he secured her legs at the knee much like he had her arms. There was no escape from his web for this naughty little bird. Stepping back, he enjoyed his handiwork, bent legs splayed widely, and a juicy cunt on show, perfect. 55

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“You inspire my lust to reach further than it has ever gone before. Do you see what a luscious piece of woman you are?” “But I would look so much better with your cock in me.” “Like this?” Lodging just the crown inside her, the answering moan of “more” had him grinning. “Soon.” He stepped out from between her legs, leaned against a wall to better enjoy the various views, and worked on furthering her frustration. “Like a kid in a candy shop, I just don’t know where to start. I could step behind you, grab hold of that nipple chain, and tug until your back bows enough for me to thrust my cock in that lush mouth for you to suck. But then I know I’ll come and I am not sure if that’s how I want it to happen. I also have a need to see your beautiful eyes as you writhe willingly and helplessly at the end of my cock.” Looking up on the ceiling at the delicious view she made from there, he contemplated all she freely offered him. Her breathing was coming quicker and her face was flushed, but it was the self-rocking she was trying to accomplish that thrilled him most. “Or I could lay down on the floor and, using the straps, raise you on and off my steel rod as fast or slow as I want but then your tail could not be easily viewed and I really get off seeing those jewels fall down your legs like they do.” Moving to stand between her legs while still holding her gaze in the reflection above them, he smiled at her and lodged his crown back between her naked plump lower lips. Reaching down, he lewdly revealed her clit and stroked a finger back and forth over its excited surface. “Or I could turn you over and fuck you from behind so I can see your plump ass tailed, maybe even use it to whip those cheeks like I did earlier. I would also hear that lovely body 56

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slapping noise made by our bodies bouncing fiercely off each other.” “Please just take me, Spider! I don’t want to experience one more climax without you inside me!” It only took that simple plea to send him over the edge and his full length, in one solid thrust, filled her pussy with more cock that it had ever had before. Her scream brought him down a bit to realize that although the wall of her cunt was throbbing, it was not in climax, but as an adjustment to better accommodate his size. With the plug in her ass, she was an excruciatingly tight fit, he imagined she needed to get comfortable with the fullness his dick presented. Taking a moment to enjoy her clasping inner muscles, he used the hand not torturing her clit to run soft circles around her inner thigh. Skin so soft with a lush plumpness that cushioned his hips, he was sure it would be like thrusting into clouds. Looking to the side, he saw her tail appearing from her ass. It still swayed from his original plunge, he needed to remember to watch this view again when he started to really fuck her. Eyes raised, he waited patiently for her gaze to meet his before he began to fuck her. He wanted her to know who made her groan with pleasure and scream with her climax. “Sp-Spider, please, please,” eyes locked to his, “take me where only you can.” Pulling his cock slowly from her pussy, and returning with a whiplash move of his hips, deep into her clinging depths, he gauged her wanton reaction. “Like this? Is this what you want, sweet creature?” He was no longer able to deny himself the pleasure of watching his cock disappear into her pussy and come back out coated with her honey. Nor could he get enough of seeing her breasts bounce wildly with each progressively stronger jab. 57

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“Shit, you are so fucking sexy. Look at your tits dance from the end of my dick.” Balls already pulled tight ready to spill, Spider thrilled at the squishing wet music their mating created. The grunts that sounded from each of them, the desperate gasping of his name, were all the more wondrous while looking into her pleading purple eyes. “That’s it, sweetness, let me hear your pleasure…is this what you want?” His inner beast sprang forward. Ready to unquestioningly bang his cock deep in this woman’s, his female’s, ripe pussy for their pleasure, and more. Not able to contain his groan with the whipping of his calves by her tail, he grunted out, “Look…your tail…fucking…love…it!” The screaming of his name drew his tunneled attention back to the woman before him, she was chanting out “Spider” and “love,” over and over. Her climaxing cunt grabbed at his cock, gripped it hard, rippling clasping muscles enticing him to stay. Watching her fall apart, feeling the strength in her cunt as it continued to work to keep his dick inside her hot, wet pussy broke him. Thrusting as hard and deep as he could, cock pulsing, load upon load of cum burst from his rod easily settling within her depths. A pulse from her cunt was answered by his groan and a responding throb from his cock, which brought a moan from deep within her being. “Jena?”

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Exhausted from the hard work and long hours through the weeks leading up to the ball, coupled with the enduring sensual torture before he had finally fucked her, had taken their toll. Jena had to admit that she had passed out in the swing. That was forgivable, what wasn’t acceptable had been his absence from the bed when she awoke the next morning. Nor had there been any phone call since she found her own way home. Oh sure, she had dreamed of a different outcome, but she was adult enough to accept her compliance in their adventure and not allow her bruised heart to interfere with the job. Although she knew it was going to be a difficult goal to attain. A few deep, calming breaths and she went back to her laptop to try and find the best solution for the dilemma D at The Daily Roast had placed before her. Looking at the picture was difficult but it had to be done. Staring blankly at the laptop, she blinked. The screen appeared to fade, morphing into something else. She had no explanation as to why she sat there patiently waiting for what, she did not know. Finally, the screen beckoned her with a button that read, “press me.” A frown creasing her brow, she used the mouse and clicked. With a blink, the screen changed to show her naked and strung up in Spider’s mirrored room. Standing abruptly, her chair shot out, bouncing against the wall. Real distress had her hand rising to cover her gaping mouth as she watched herself being fucked from above. The view then changed to show the couple from the side. Her eyes were drawn to the jeweled strands swinging, wrapping around his leg, and then releasing it to swing freely before returning for another loving caress. 60

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An outraged screech and matching flush propelled her forward. Collecting the laptop, she stormed from her office, down the hall, past Spider’s secretary, and burst into his office. “How could you?” The evil fiend was calmly sitting behind his desk with his feet propped up, flashing his wicked grin her way. “I distinctly remember telling you that you had not seen everything the room had to offer, but that you soon would.” “Spid—” “Thank you, Martha.” He stood, walked past her, and locked the door his secretary had just closed. When he walked up behind her, she stiffened at the feel of his hands on her hips. Moving her forward, he plucked the laptop from her fingers and set it down on the coffee table as he moved them around behind the desk. He sat down, pulling her down to his lap. “Spid—” “No, me first,” his finger moved to rest against her lush mouth. Looking at him closely, she gave in, because lurking behind the grin were the eyes of the man who had been worried about her distress at the first sight of his playroom. With a nod, she gave him permission to continue. “You obviously did not watch my movie with the volume up or to the end, otherwise, you would not be this angry.” “Don’t count on it,” she muttered under her breath but knew he heard. “Jen-na-a.” The way he dragged out her name indicated to her he was losing patience. Fine, join the club, buster. She made the motion of locking her lips and throwing away the key. That was all he would get from her. 61

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Spinning his chair until they both faced his computer, he made a few keystrokes. The same movie appeared on his large flat screen monitor, playing with a soundtrack and the more personal sounds of their fucking. Strong arms wrapped around her middle as he leaned them both back to watch the show. She wiggled when she felt his hard-on growing but stopped as it continued. He hooked her legs outside of his and spread his legs. Dang, he turned her on so quickly; she had no chance to feel ashamed by her body’s instant response to his. It was an incredibly erotic moment, watching and listening to herself fucking. But no matter how frisky she was, when the session in the mirrored room came to an end, the next series of frames were from a handheld with Spider speaking. It showed her laying naked, no jewelry, face scrubbed clean and curly white blonde hair spread out across his enclosed bed on a single black silk sheet. “Here lies the woman I love. This sweet creature has taken the spider and wrung his dick useless for any other woman. Now some people I know would like to discount this as residual lust speaking after such a spectacular fuck. However, I must set you straight—my brain was taken before I saw a tit, much less copped a feel of this addictive bald pussy.” Sitting up straight, she looked at the screen then over her shoulder at him. “Really?” “Yes, really.” Turning around so she faced him, straddling his hips, Jena kissed him ravenously, fearing he would go away or take the words back. “Tell me.” 62

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“I love you, Jena Flyno.” His fingers had earlier made a mini of the ankle-length skirt, now they were digging into her supple ass cheeks, bared by her thong. “I want to know what sort of wickedness you choose each morning to hide beneath your proper suits. I want to select a few myself. I want to be free to bring passion and lust screaming out of you. But really, I just want you by my side, day in and day out.” “Okay, but I have a few demands as well and one is very important. I will not share you—ever.” “There has not been another woman touching my dick since the day I interviewed you, nor do I want any other than you, there is plenty of kink in you to keep me satisfied.” **** Page five of The Daily Roast from a Diligent Truth Hound At Large And finally, for the adoring fans of the wicked Tilton Spidermach, here is the absolute latest exciting exploit of the lusty hunk. After their interesting behavior I previously reported from the TS Properties annual charity ball, there are further developments from the party of the year. Arriving and leaving together, posterior stroking and naughty looks bouncing between the two, one would think he had lewd plans in mind for the delicate and beautiful little PR darling, Jena Flyno. You might be right. But listen closely, this diligent truth hound has reported on many a damsel who was taken in by the Spider’s wooing ways and never returned to the scene. But a little buzz in my ear has informed me that it may be the reverse in this

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case, that the fly may have captured the spider, caught in the trap to end all traps—the parson’s trap! Watch this space to see if those bells ringing are a march, or a dirge.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR Born into the easy folds of a sleepy beach town, Tilly Greene has ever since been trying to shake the sand out from between her toes. Thinking she had it all figured out, she moved to colder—frigid, if you ask her—climes and, although seeing seasons evolve is wonderful, she has yet to recover her equilibrium. The thongs and shorts are still regularly worn, no matter what time of year, and her imagination runs to the wild side of scorching. Website: www.tillygreene.com

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