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 My hot piece is an excerpt from my just released erotic contemporary fantasy - Capri's Fate.


Against her wishes, Capri has been dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend, Kat. A sexy male voice, that only she can hear, follows her around the convention floor. 




We left our packages in a secure location and followed Tee out of the main convention center hall and up the stairs to the smaller conference rooms. Groups of people milled about. All were clothed, none had whips. I felt safe.
"I think we will start at the far end." Tee pointed. "Most people start here. We'll go where it's quieter."
Quieter was not what it was. She led us into the darkened room. The screams of a woman made my feet freeze to the floor. Kat pushed past me, but I remained in the doorway until someone shoved me aside and shut the door. As my eyes adjusted to the muted light, my butt found the safety of the back wall. I pressed up against it only inches from the door.
In front of me were rows of chairs filled with people whose attention was focused on the area where the screams originated. I hadn't managed to get the courage to look. What my eyes refused to see, my ears had no choice but to hear.
The screaming would stop and a knee-melting, male voice would ask, "More?"
A breathless female voice would answer, "Yes, Master!" and the scream would begin again.
"Look up." It was his voice. "Experience with your eyes what you enjoy with your ears."
Enjoying? My head snapped so I could debate that issue, but my focus was distracted by the scene in front of me. A woman stood tied spread-eagled to a free-standing frame. She was naked except for a blindfold and shiny with sweat. The male, dressed in black leather pants and a sleeveless vest, placed the end of gleaming metal rod on her belly. There was a loud crack of an electric shock and a scream erupted from her throat. He placed the rod next to her nipple. "More?"
"Yes, Master!"
Crack.
Scream.
"More?"
I am so out of here!
The door wouldn't budge. I pushed again. Still it resisted. I shook it. Let me out of here.
P-U-L-L. Four letters on a sign, which spelled freedom. I pulled the door and stepped outside. Trembling and a tad nauseous, I sat on a bench. Three deep breaths later, I felt my heartbeat slow and my blood pressure drop out of imminent stroke level.
"Too much?"
Yes. He was hurting her.
"But she loves pain. You do not?"
No. I cry if I stub my toe.
"Let us move to another room."
Don't know why, but I looked around to see where the voice came from. What about Tee and Kat?
"They will find you."
May I ask something?
"Yes."
Who are you? And where the hell are you?
"When the time is right, I will answer."
Great, just what I needed right now. The voice in my head goes all Zen on me.
The door to the next conference room opened…by itself. With great hesitancy, I walked inside. A lot of moaning and slurping confronted me when I looked toward the stage area and saw seven…no, make that eight naked people engaged in a mass sex event.
I think the starting point was the girl on her hands and knees, with the male doing her from behind and her giving a blowjob to the male in front of her. Underneath her, sucking on one breast, was a female who was being eaten out by another female, and on the other breast was a female who was being fucked by a female with a strap on. That one was busy giving a blowjob to the male who was fondling whatever body part on whomever he could get his hands on.
As I watched, another male walked up on stage rapidly working his penis erect. He slid a condom over his cock, pulled up the hips of the prone female who was licking the other female's clit, who was sucking the other female's breast, who was…I think I'm getting a headache.
He thrust himself into her, increasing the number to nine. A female stripped as she walked around the group trying to figure out where or how to join in. I stepped out of the room.
"Still not right?"
My heart pounded in my chest. Ten people? No. I...uh...
"Try the door on the left. Much tamer. Maybe more your style."
Okay, that was just embarrassing. My style is tame. Tame means boring, which makes me boring. But, come on…ten people?
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