Daughters of Venus Books 1-3, The Full Story (a reverse harem novel) by Genovese Chris

Author:Genovese, Chris [Genovese, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erotic Mayberry Publishing
Published: 2018-02-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

I snuck around their house one more day, kind of a chicken shit to actually march in and do something. I mean what if I was wrong? What if I barged in there like a fucking police swat team and he was eating sushi, he’d just hand rolled, off of Gwenneth’s stomach? What if he was in there loving life? So there I sat on that porch again armed with a baseball bat. Guns weren’t all that easy to come by.

It was late in the evening, maybe 8pm, when I heard the yell. It wasn’t the typical sexual moan or the sound of someone excited to get some great news. This sounded like someone in pain, and that was all the motivation I needed.

I crossed the street quickly, hesitating for a moment before entering the house. I was afraid of what I might find on the other side. Turned out the door was locked but the window wasn’t. I slid it open gently and the house was dark. Pitch black except for the rectangular light coming through the door from the back bedroom.

I was afraid. I imagined Roscoe in the other room torturing Dominic. Maybe while Gwenneth watched. I pushed aside my fears and moved forward. I was scared but figured they’d have to be stupid to do anything to me. If I didn’t come home people would definitely ask questions .

The door opened much smoother than I expected. No squeak. No click. It swung on its hinges quietly. The light in the bedroom was dim but I could see clearly. There was no Roscoe with pliers in hand and no Gwenneth crouched down laughing. But what I saw was almost as wicked.

Dominic lay on his back, his wrists and ankles tied to the bed, leaving him naked and spread eagle on the mattress. He was asleep. Or he’d passed out. I wasn’t sure. I walked closer to him and saw what looked like dry candle wax on his chest and stomach. His cock lay limp against his thigh and it looked like dry cum was on the tip and on the sheet.

Was he being tortured? Or was he having the time of his life? And where were Gwenneth and Roscoe?

I know how horrible this must sound, but seeing Dominic in such a vulnerable position kind of turned me on. A rush of arousal and jealousy swept over me. If this was being done by choice, Dominic had left me for trying to do the same thing and had raced into Gwenneth’s family.

I sat down on the bed next to him and put a hand on his thigh. He didn’t budge. Deep breaths vibrated his bottom lip. He was out cold.

As I sat with Dominic, I barely noticed the door opening to my left. Gwenneth stepped out of the bathroom with a hand raised, finger pointed at me, her words caught in her throat .

She stood there in a pair of pink panties, nearly see through, and her thatch of trimmed dark hair visible beneath.

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