Burned Deep by Kathy Kulig

Author:Kathy Kulig
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing
Published: 2014-10-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Aromas of baked bread, bacon grease and coffee wafted through the empty kitchen of the Batterbee House. As Ethan and Celia entered the back, cries came from a section of the house that Ethan had never visited. Women screamed, a glass shattered, more voices shouted. “Wait here,” Ethan commanded. He charged out of the kitchen and hurried down the hall toward the sound of the disturbance.

He crossed the foyer and went down another hallway. A tall, burly man blocked his path. “Can’t go in there, sir.”

“Why not? Sounds like women are in trouble,” Celia said from behind Ethan. He turned around and gave her a look. Too late to argue with her for not staying in the kitchen.

“Them ladies is fine, sir. Best be gettin’ back to the gentlemen’s side.” The guard eyed Celia up and down. “If this young lady would like to join the festivities, I’m sure Bethany has a room available.” He gave Celia a wide grin.

“Excuse me?” Celia asked.

The guard appeared to be holding back a laugh. “Is he yours for the night, miss?” He looked down at Ethan’s manacled wrists.

As Ethan listened inside the private salon, he realized the screams were actually shrieks of laughter. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Where’s Bethany?”

The guard knocked twice on the door and a moment later it swung open. Bethany stood in the doorway, her face flushed, her breasts heaving as if she was out of breath. “More guests? I thought everyone was—” Bethany met Ethan’s gaze. “Ethan!” she said cheerfully. “Hello.” Then she glanced down at his handcuffs and frowned. “What’s happened?”

Through the open doorway, half a dozen men were parading around nude while scantily clad women sat on chairs or sofas, admiring them.

Another woman was naked except for garters, stockings and heels. She straddled something that looked like a small saddle. One of the men knelt beside her, pawing at her breasts. The woman looked like she was in ecstasy.

“Long story.” Ethan’s eyes were riveted on the couple. “We need to impose on your hospitality again. Can you fetch me some tools.” He raised his hands.

“You on the run from the sheriff?” Bethany asked.

“No, Threshold. We’re heading to Chilbridge but I want to get these off first.”

“You’re always welcome to stay here, Ethan,” Bethany said.

“I remember you mentioning ladies’ night, but I had no idea. I figured they were coming in for tea and biscuits.” He was interrupted by the shrieks of a woman riding that machine. She was obviously having an orgasm. “What the hell is that contraption?”

Bethany grinned. “It’s called a Sybian.”

The woman, spent and slumped over, was lifted off the machine by her gentleman companion. A large phallus stood in the center of the saddle and was vibrating and gyrating.

“Oh my,” Celia said.

“You should try it, dear,” Bethany replied with a wink.

A hostess rushed over with a steaming bowl of water with soap and a brush. She removed a protective sheath covering, then scrubbed the large imitation cock clean and dried it thoroughly.

Celia glanced at Ethan and shook her head.

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