2 - Carousel: Carnival by Jamie Spicer

Author:Jamie Spicer [Spicer, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Carnival#2
Publisher: Jamie Spicer
Published: 2024-04-19T22:00:00+00:00

IT WAS LATE WHEN WE woke up, almost three o’clock. We scramble to shower, and get dressed before we head to observe the rides around the carnival. We know our little masked vixen is around here somewhere, the problem is where. How will we know where to find her? How will we know it’s her? Surely, her appearance isn’t much different than her Mistress Rogue persona, we know her vocal tones from commanding all the way to her screaming our names with pleasure. We know the shape of her lips, the way they smile, the way they command, the way they taste, intimately. Her body, we know every curve, everything about her besides what she looks like under those goddamn masks. Finding her should be as easy as making Jordan suck my cock, which is pretty fucking easy.

The carnival grounds are scarce, just a few carnies getting their games and rides ready for the evening. A few acquaintances say hi as Jordan and me pass by. The sun is beating down hard today, summers here in Kentucky seem to get ridiculously hot. I wipe the sweat from my brow, as I make my way to the airplane ride. I don’t spot any workers near-by, the last person I’ve known to be incharge of this ride is Marcus, a twenty-something year old that we hired for the summer. A clanging has me glaring around, trying to see who caused the noise. A dark-tanned man with black hair is tightening up a loose bolt on the back side of the ride. I hold my hand up and wave to the guy, before stomping away.

“I’m telling you, Mehki. I’ve seen a girl with glasses that looks just like her. I know she is around here somewhere. I think we should check the slides next, then maybe the carousel.” Jordan begins to trudge toward the gigantic slides, where children, and adults sometimes use old potato sacks to ride down the curvy metal ride.

To the right about a hundred yards is a short woman, who is talking to another person. Her mannerisms are familiar, the way she talks while moving her arms, excitedly as if her arms are in a race that her body knows nothing about. A pair of black glasses adorn her face and her long, straight dishwater blonde hair is in a messy knot upon her head.

“Jordan! Come here.” I motion for him to come back to where I’m standing. “Look at the girl standing there. Doesn’t she look familiar to you?”

Jordan peers at where I’m pointing and a huge grin comes over his face. “Told you I fucking seen her around the carousel before. That is the same girl that was in the break room I was telling you about. That is Mistress Rogue, I’m fucking telling you.” We watch as the girl sways off from the guy, done with the conversation. The guy stares at her ass as she walks away and it takes everything in me to not go over there and kick his ass.

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