Submission by Tina Donahue

Author:Tina Donahue [Donahue, Tina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2019-01-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

At four a.m. Bree hit the brakes on pleasure.

Surrender was closing until eight p.m. this evening when the party would begin anew.

Sex-sated patrons streamed out, handing valets their tickets, chauffeur-driven limousines waiting for other clients near the front entrance. A chance for weary professionals and CEOs to catch a few winks before leaving for their offices to begin another day.

A crew swarmed through the building, removing empty glasses, plates, toys, and any indication as to the debauchery that had transpired here.

If only she could make a clean sweep when it came to her memories and return to everyday life refreshed rather than wanting.

A dull pain tightened her chest. She ignored it. The pang persisted telling her she’d miss Lucius, Cody, and Tav like crazy.

She’d last seen them in the fetish room where they’d ended up after watching a live show, the performers fucking in real time though not impressing the guys.

Cody said their foursome was better. Lucius and Tav concurred.

She couldn’t dispute their take on the matter. They made everything here more delightful than she realized. And proved it in the fetish room that provided the whole enchilada with carnal proclivities ranging from the mundane to the strange, beginning with pictophilia, otherwise known as porn. A European sex film played on one wall, the images and story sophisticated rather than the mindless X-rated crap provided to American audiences.

The guys glanced at the movie but didn’t linger.

Women’s high heels graced another wall, the designer footwear displayed on shelves for those addicted to retifism, not to be confused with podophilia or a foot fetish. To her surprise, Tav regarded the heels, picking up several and stroking them, at last choosing a black pair, the spike heels super high, numerous laces the only thing to keep them on a woman’s feet.

Smiling, he’d handed them to her. “Put them on.”

Ever obedient, she did.

He sank to one knee, stroking her toes and feet through gaps in the material, his cock hardening from each touch.

Lucius made a face at the mannequins for those who were into agalmatophilia: getting off on dummies, dolls, or statues.

A mirrored wall drew their full attention. Pointing at it, Cody met her gaze in the glass. “Anyone behind there watching us?”

“No. It’s for katoptronophilia.”

Their faces went blank.

She had fun playing with them. “That’s merely being turned on by fucking in front of a mirror.”

They regarded it then her, their breathing picking up.

Lucius looked past then strode to a rack holding numerous vinyl, latex, and rubber garments, most in black, some in bright red. He fingered them. “Costumes?”

“Not exactly. They’re for rubberists. People who get off on their partners wearing rubber or latex.”

He pulled out an item resembling a red catsuit, the front bearing a deep V to the waist, revealing a woman’s cleavage, the area around the ass cut out to expose the cheeks, and a zipper over the crotch, encouraging a man—or men—to open it for closer contact to a cunt.

Tav and Cody joined him, both touching the thing.

“Put it on.

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