Deceived and Devoured (4 page)

She screamed like a dying animal, thrust her pussy over my tongue several times and collapsed somewhere near me as I shuddered alone to my own climax.

*****

What now? I felt uncomfortable enough over what I’d done with Alexis at the first “party”

on the yacht. But at least then, we all knew I was there because of Eric. Eric had invited me. Eric was the only one I’d hoped to be with.

I wanted to slink away without facing Alexis, who now knew she could get me to do anything willingly with her, regardless of how I felt about her. I obviously needed a psychiatrist.

I also dreaded facing the other women again. This whole scene just wasn’t me, and if I’d only found a nice normal man who could satisfy me like I’d been satisfied on the yacht and at this slumber party…

Eric had the general idea and I was attracted to him, but I couldn’t see anything long-term with him. And would any man I thought was normal enough to stay with permanently be into the types of sex that I now knew turned me on?

Doubtful.

I was depressing myself, but I quickly turned it into anger at Alexis, who I now realized had instigated everything from the beginning. She’d awakened this bizarre need to be dominated that I might have never discovered before.

I could have gone on with my life, met Mr. Right, and had mediocre sex with him, never knowing it could be this much more compelling.

The door opened and I could see Paris silhouetted in the light from the hall. “Time’s up!”

As she unlocked my handcuffs, I searched around for my clothes—still in the dark. I found them and stopped near the door so I could figure out if they were right-side out. I knew the straps to my pajama top were broken, but I thought maybe the underwire might keep it up. Besides, I was ready to get my coat and go.

“Oh there’s no need to dress,” Paris said when she realized what I was doing. She grasped my wrist firmly and pulled me along.

When I struggled, she swatted me twice with her riding crop and I complied.

We ended up back in the dining room and I realized everyone was dressed but me.

I glanced toward Alexis. She had her eyebrows raised in signal to the other women. They smiled. They all knew Alexis had gotten just what she wanted from me. I felt the hot flush crawling up my neck to my face.

I cleared my throat. “I’m tired. What do you want from me?”

“You can’t be tired yet. It’s time to sacrifice you to King Dong.”

I was sure no one would show up this late. It was one o’clock in the morning. I expected Paris to pull a giant dildo out of her bag.

Suddenly, I couldn’t see and my arms were held firmly by multiple hands.

“Prepare for the sacrifice.”

They couldn’t be nuts enough to actually sacrifice me could they? Like Satan worshippers
or something?
A ripple of fear skittered down my spine at the thought.

I ended up lying on the table, my hands bound above my head.

“What are you doing? Seriously.”

“Preparing you for King Dong to come and take you. You’ll love it. You can be Fay Wray.”

“I don’t want to be Fay Wray.”

“You
will
be. And you’ll like it!” Paris commanded.

My breathing quickened at her demanding tone.

But were they really expecting some random man to come here and—?

“Oh, I almost forgot,” Alexis said. Something gooey slid under my bottom. It popped into my ass.
The butt plug.

“For added pleasure,” Paris said. “You deserve it after all the enjoyment you’ve given us tonight.”

“Besides, it’s good to stretch it out a little,” Alexis added. “King Dong might decide he wants to go in the back door this time.”

What? I didn’t sign up for this!

Actually, I hadn’t really signed up for any of it. I pulled at my restraints. It was time to get the hell out of here.

I heard the front door open and close.

“He’s here!” Tiff said excitedly.

I heard shuffling, then realized I was now alone in the room. My stomach flipped over. Solid footsteps became louder until I was sure he was standing near my head.

He caressed my hair. I heard clothes rustling and then a zipper.

“Who are you?” I asked desperately. Fingers skimmed over my breasts. When he pinched my nipples, my crotched re-lubricated in spite of my misgivings. I could feel him moving around the table.

“I don’t want this,” I lied.

“
Hmmm…
” he growled, laying a hot hand on my thigh. “Are you sure?” he whispered.

A finger slipped inside me and I gasped.

“No…I mean, yes, I’m sure.”

The wet finger slid out of my pussy and into my slit. It toyed with me, teasing lightly along my clit.

I whimpered. The truth was, the thought of a real man inside me after all this girl play sounded pretty good. But a stranger? What if he was an ogre?

His finger slipped back inside me again. “Tell me the truth,” he whispered. He finger-fucked me very slowly.

“Oh…
ohhhhh…
”

His finger slid out. I felt him climb onto the table and straddle me.

I shook with fear…and desire. His lips moved to my ear as his cock pressed against the entrance of my pussy. The scent of men’s cologne filled my nostrils… A very familiar scent.

“It’s me, Tanya.” He slipped the blindfold off. “I want to look at those big brown eyes while I fuck you,” Eric said.

What a relief. I was horny for a man and he was perfect—at least physically—all tanned and blonde…everything I wanted all those years in private school.

His lips covered mine as his cock pushed gradually into me. He could kiss like an expert lover, starting slowly and gently, then deepening the kiss until you needed him from way down in your gut.

I raised my hips, trying to get more of his cock in me.

He released my mouth. “I thought you didn’t want it,” he said.

What an ass.
Always so sure of himself. But, of course, I wanted him. What woman wouldn’t?

“Don’t torture me.“

He thrust into me all at once. I moaned loudly, then wondered if the women were listening from the next room. I looked around and saw no one. I closed my eyes and tried to forget them.

I wished my hands weren’t still bound. I wanted to run them over Eric’s shoulders and feel the muscles in his back flex as he moved.

“
Mmm…mmm…mmm…
”he growled in rhythm with his thrusts.

And with each thrust I was sure that, regardless of my body’s reactions earlier, a man was what I truly needed.

He stopped suddenly. My eyes popped open.

“Let’s change positions,” he said. “This table is hard on the knees, and I wanted to watch that little round ass of yours while I fucked you.”

He got my hands loose and helped me off the table.

“Bend over,” he said.

I bent forward, my stomach on the table.

“Hmmm…a hickey
and
a butt plug?”

I couldn’t believe I’d forgotten it was there.

“I guess Alexis must have gotten a hold of you, huh?”

Duh.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said. “Just fuck me.”

He smacked me hard on the ass, causing a surge of pleasure to course through me from my ass to the tips of my toes.

“You’re not in charge here,” he said. “I say when the fucking commences.”

He tugged on the butt plug, then pushed it in again. My clit twitched and I couldn’t help wiggling my ass. He turned the plug clockwise, then suddenly changed direction.

The sensation was amazing. “
Ah..oh-oh…
” I cried.

He pulled it out and pushed it in once more then jammed his pelvis against it and plunged his cock back into me.

“Your little pussy’s so tight…
mmm
…your body’s so tight.” He reached around and grabbed a breast.

He thrust into me over and over again. As he fucked me harder, my hip bones began smashing into the edge of the table and I was sure I’d have bruises, but I didn’t care.

As one of his hands played with my breasts, the other slid down to toy with my clit.

“Oh, fuck! You’re hot little ass is going to make me come. Fuck!”

He swirled his finger more frantically and pinched one of my nipples at the same time.

Suddenly grateful for the support of the table beneath me, I collapsed and started to tremble and jerk. He groaned loud enough to shake the house, then convulsed on my back.

“Where are the others?” I asked after we’d recovered.

“Oh they’re probably off having their own fun,” Eric answered. They really like hanging out at my uncle’s house when he’s out of town.

I pushed back against him. He pulled himself from me and gave me some space. I turned around. “This is your uncle’s too? Does he know you’re using his house this weekend or is it like the yacht thing?”

“It’s no biggie,” Eric said. “He didn’t have any kids. I’m his only heir. Like a son to him.”

“Hmph. Must be nice.”

“It doesn’t suck.”

“Well, I need to go,” I said. I was absolutely exhausted and now that I’d had Eric, I was ready to get away from these “slumber party games” and get some sleep.

Eric shrugged. “Okay, I’ll walk you out.”

Not bothering to look for my abused pajamas, which I realized Eric never actually saw on me, I headed for the foyer and grabbed my coat.

Eric pulled his jeans on quickly and followed me out shirtless.

“Where’s the fire?” he asked.

“I just don’t want to be around them anymore.”

“Didn’t you have fun?”

“I…well…” How did I explain something I didn’t quite understand myself? “I’m not a lesbian…I don’t even like these women…but I went along with everything they wanted me to do. I couldn’t seem to help myself.”

“So there was something about it that turned you on.”

“Yeah.”

“Alexis had you pegged from the beginning. She said you were a natural submissive.”

I looked away from him. It was bad enough being barely five feet tall and having people describe you as “tiny.” I didn’t want to feel mentally weak as well.

“Tanya, it’s just what you like. You know, everybody’s got their own turn-ons.”

“It just seems perverted.”

“No more perverted than anyone else’s sexual fantasies. At least now you know what you want.”

“Do I?” I wasn’t sure what I knew anymore.

“Yeah. You know being dominated is a big turn on for you, but doing it with women makes you feel weird.”

That about summed it up. “Yeah.” I took a big breath and let it out slowly.

“Simple solution,” he said. “Stick to guys. It won’t be that hard to find ones that’ll give you what you want.”

“But what if I want to find one nice normal guy and settle down?” I asked. “And now he can never satisfy me in the bedroom because I like—“

“Tanya,” Eric shook his head like he was speaking to a silly child. “I swear you’re too innocent for your own good. You’d be surprised what ‘normal’ guys are into once the bedroom door is locked. Most men like a woman who’s all sweet and innocent in public…” he brushed the hair from my eyes. “And a freak in the bedroom.”

“A freak, huh?”

“Yeah. Go home. Look at some porn on the Internet. Then you won’t feel like you’re such a perv in comparison. Text me, and I’ll tell you what to Google.” He smiled mischievously. He really was handsome.

I chuckled. “Gee, you should be a shrink, Eric.” I turned toward my car.

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me back toward him for a goodbye kiss. I heard the crickets chirping and it was nice being there with him, even though I knew he’d never be “the one.”

“Bye Eric,” I said as I got into my car.

“I’ll call you,” he said.

“Whatever,” I replied, not sure if it mattered one way or the other. “But do me a favor. If you’ve given Alexis my number, go wipe it out of her phone while she’s busy.

“Will do,” Eric said casually.

I drove away, knowing I never wanted to see Alexis again. But I did have her to thank for helping me sort out my “turn-ons” and “weird-outs.” Maybe I should change jobs, though, so there was no chance of running into her again.

Regardless, all I wanted was to go home and get some sleep.

The Middle

Coming Soon:

Too Innocent 3:
Bought and Bound
(BDSM short story)

Tanya is staying away from Alexis. Though she’s shown her a hot time, Alexis’ whims are
too unpredictable for her. Besides, Tanya has lost her job and may lose the family home her
grandfather built. She’s not in the mood for games. But Eric calls and invites Tanya over,
promising Alexis won’t be there. She goes, feeling she can use the distraction. But she soon
learns Eric has come up with a money scheme. He talks her into playing the rich men’s game—

putting herself up for auction as a slave for one week. She’ll get the money she needs and Eric
already knows who will buy her. Except not all goes according to plan. A mysterious bidder wins
and takes her away bound and blindfolded. Will Tanya really be released in a week’s time or has
her gullibility finally done her in? And after a week of punishment and pleasure with this dark,
handsome master, will she ever want to be released?

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