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He pulled her to him. She gasped, and then found herself face to face with Andrei, his arms around her, holding her tightly against his body, their lips just inches apart. She felt herself growing warm, her body reacting to him, the memory of watching what happened to Ashley fresh in her mind. The feelings were overwhelming. She closed her eyes, pressed her lips against his.
“Turn around,” he whispered. Andrei loosened his arms and she obeyed, turning, still in his grasp, and she saw Ashley and Roger embraced in a deep, passionate kiss.
She noticed Andrei’s arms were no longer around her waist. Instead, his hands ever-so-gently massaged her shoulders, his lips pressed against the side of her neck.
“What just happened with Ashley?” she whispered, the images of Ashley on stage, bound, stripped, in front of the audience, her body so viciously ravished by the other stage performers, still in her mind.
Then her vision grew black, and she felt a soft velvet blindfold pressed against her eyes.
Jennifer reached to the cloth. “Andrei,” she whispered.
Andrei held the cloth in place, making no sound. Jennifer pulled half-heartedly at the blindfold, then lowered her hand.
“Trust me,” he whispered, his lips touching her ear.
Jennifer shivered. Her mind screamed for her to run, yet she couldn’t. She felt almost drugged, except Jennifer knew it was the sensation of the show, the reaction her body had to watching Ashley taken, the feeling of the blindfold, that left her confused, compliant.
“I’m…please…I’m scared.”
“I will let no one hurt you, my dear.” His voice grew thick. In the distance she heard music – the sensual tones of Enigma playing over the sound system.
Jennifer stumbled as Andrei stepped away. She felt hands take her arms – they were his hands, she knew – and then she felt rope, first around one wrist, then the other, pulled tight, tied off, and her hands were bound in front of her. He took her hands in his and walked, and Jennifer allowed herself to be led, and she quickly realized he was taking her onto the stage.
“Please,” she whispered. Her mind told her to struggle and resist, but her body gave in, walked meekly where he led. Though she could not see, Jennifer could tell she was now in the bright floodlights of the stage, and she knew all who in the audience were watching her. She struggled to move away, then she felt others step to her sides and hold her – it was the magician and the lady in red. She knew from the feel of the woman – her breasts pressed hard against Jennifer on one side, the man whispering into her ear from the other side.
Jennifer felt another rope looped around her bound wrists and then suddenly her arms were pulled up over head, stretched so tightly her feet barely remained on the floor.
“Please,” she cried. She felt the plastic ball against her lips.
“Not that.” The voice – it was strong, commanding. It was Andrei. The plastic was gone as suddenly as it had been there, and then she felt the magician and the lady in red drift away.
“Please, Andrei.”
His lips pressed against hers, his hands caressed her hips, worked their way up, brushing the swell of her breasts. His kisses moved to her face, down her neck, across her chest as his hands worked their way back down to her waist, her hips, her legs.
She could tell by the feel of his movements he was kneeling, and then a tremble rolled through her body as the cold sensation of scissors touched her skin. He was cutting her dress, from the bottom up. The cold of the metal, the snip-snip-snip of the blades, the feeling of air against her bare legs as the cloth fell away, the sound of the music playing overhead, the words “…the principles of lust, are easy to understand, do what you feel, feel until the end…” sung in a smoky, mysterious voice of Enigma – was all more than she could stand. Her heart slammed inside her chest, her breathing came in jagged gasps, and Jennifer moaned. She felt her panties, not just moist but wet, and without thinking Jennifer found her hips moving forward, seeking Andrei.
Lips touched her thigh and spasms rolled through her body. Jennifer pulled against the rope, arched her body forward as much as possible and then his fingers were inside her panties, playing with her, and then the panties were gone, his tongue lapping, plunging inside her, playing, exploring.
She felt more lips, suckling her left nipple – it was the woman in red, Jennifer could tell from the feathery touching of the woman's hair cascading down onto Jennifer's breasts.
Then the sting of leather across her ass. Another slap, then another, more, in quick succession.
Jennifer screamed at the sensations – Andrei's tongue pushing deep, the woman's kisses, first on one nipple, then the other, the blows of a leather strap against her ass – and Jennifer's body convulsed, muscles cramping, skin hot, sweat beading on her face, her shoulders aching, everywhere discomfort and pleasure rolling into a confusing sensation. She tried to call out “oh god,” wanted to say Andrei’s name, but her muscles, there where he played, tightened and exploded with feeling, a level of intensity she had never felt, and Jennifer could offer little more than garbled cries. She pulled with all she was worth against the ropes, felt the binds bite into her skin, but all she could think was more, more, more...


Excerpt..

He pulled her to him. She gasped, and then found herself face to face with Andrei, his arms around her, holding her tightly against his
body, their lips just inches apart. She felt herself growing warm, her body reacting to him, the memory of watching what happened to Ashley
fresh in her mind. The feelings were overwhelming. She closed her eyes, pressed her lips against his.

“Turn around,” he whispered. Andrei loosened his arms and she obeyed, turning, still in his grasp, and she saw Ashley and Roger embraced in
a deep, passionate kiss.

She noticed Andrei’s arms were no longer around her waist. Instead, his hands ever-so-gently massaged her shoulders, his lips pressed
against the side of her neck.

“What just happened with Ashley?” she whispered, the images of Ashley on stage, bound, stripped, in front of the audience, her body so
viciously ravished by the other stage performers, still in her mind.

Then her vision grew black, and she felt a soft velvet blindfold pressed against her eyes.

Jennifer reached to the cloth. “Andrei,” she whispered.

Andrei held the cloth in place, making no sound. Jennifer pulled half-heartedly at the blindfold, then lowered her hand.

“Trust me,” he whispered, his lips touching her ear.

Jennifer shivered. Her mind screamed for her to run, yet she couldn’t. She felt almost drugged, except Jennifer knew it was the sensation of
the show, the reaction her body had to watching Ashley taken, the feeling of the blindfold, that left her confused, compliant.

“I’m…please…I’m scared.”

“I will let no one hurt you, my dear.” His voice grew thick. In the distance she heard music – the sensual tones of Enigma playing over the
sound system.

Jennifer stumbled as Andrei stepped away. She felt hands take her arms – they were his hands, she knew – and then she felt rope, first
around one wrist, then the other, pulled tight, tied off, and her hands were bound in front of her. He took her hands in his and walked, and
Jennifer allowed herself to be led, and she quickly realized he was taking her onto the stage.

“Please,” she whispered. Her mind told her to struggle and resist, but her body gave in, walked meekly where he led. Though she could not
see, Jennifer could tell she was now in the bright floodlights of the stage, and she knew all who in the audience were watching her. She
struggled to move away, then she felt others step to her sides and hold her – it was the magician and the lady in red. She knew from the
feel of the woman – her breasts pressed hard against Jennifer on one side, the man whispering into her ear from the other side.

Jennifer felt another rope looped around her bound wrists and then suddenly her arms were pulled up over head, stretched so tightly her feet
barely remained on the floor.

“Please,” she cried. She felt the plastic ball against her lips.

“Not that.” The voice – it was strong, commanding. It was Andrei. The plastic was gone as suddenly as it had been there, and then she felt
the magician and the lady in red drift away.

“Please, Andrei.”

His lips pressed against hers, his hands caressed her hips, worked their way up, brushing the swell of her breasts. His kisses moved to her
face, down her neck, across her chest as his hands worked their way back down to her waist, her hips, her legs.

She could tell by the feel of his movements he was kneeling, and then a tremble rolled through her body as the cold sensation of scissors
touched her skin. He was cutting her dress, from the bottom up. The cold of the metal, the snip-snip-snip of the blades, the feeling of air
against her bare legs as the cloth fell away, the sound of the music playing overhead, the words “…the principles of lust, are easy to
understand, do what you feel, feel until the end…” sung in a smoky, mysterious voice of Enigma – was all more than she could stand. Her
heart slammed inside her chest, her breathing came in jagged gasps, and Jennifer moaned. She felt her panties, not just moist but wet, and
without thinking Jennifer found her hips moving forward, seeking Andrei.

Lips touched her thigh and spasms rolled through her body. Jennifer pulled against the rope, arched her body forward as much as possible and
then his fingers were inside her panties, playing with her, and then the panties were gone, his tongue lapping, plunging inside her,
playing, exploring.

She felt more lips, suckling her left nipple – it was the woman in red, Jennifer could tell from the feathery touching of the woman's hair
cascading down onto Jennifer's breasts.

Then the sting of leather across her ass. Another slap, then another, more, in quick succession.

Jennifer screamed at the sensations – Andrei's tongue pushing deep, the woman's kisses, first on one nipple, then the other, the blows of a
leather strap against her ass – and Jennifer's body convulsed, muscles cramping, skin hot, sweat beading on her face, her shoulders aching,
everywhere discomfort and pleasure rolling into a confusing sensation. She tried to call out “oh god,” wanted to say Andrei’s name, but her
muscles, there where he played, tightened and exploded with feeling, a level of intensity she had never felt, and Jennifer could offer
little more than garbled cries. She pulled with all she was worth against the ropes, felt the binds bite into her skin, but all she could
think was more, more, more...


Excerpt..

He pulled her to him. She gasped, and then found herself face to face with Andrei, his arms around her, holding her tightly against his

body, their lips just inches apart. She felt herself growing warm, her body reacting to him, the memory of watching what happened to Ashley

fresh in her mind. The feelings were overwhelming. She closed her eyes, pressed her lips against his.


“Turn around,” he whispered. Andrei loosened his arms and she obeyed, turning, still in his grasp, and she saw Ashley and Roger embraced in

a deep, passionate kiss.


She noticed Andrei’s arms were no longer around her waist. Instead, his hands ever-so-gently massaged her shoulders, his lips pressed

against the side of her neck.


“What just happened with Ashley?” she whispered, the images of Ashley on stage, bound, stripped, in front of the audience, her body so

viciously ravished by the other stage performers, still in her mind.


Then her vision grew black, and she felt a soft velvet blindfold pressed against her eyes.


Jennifer reached to the cloth. “Andrei,” she whispered.


Andrei held the cloth in place, making no sound. Jennifer pulled half-heartedly at the blindfold, then lowered her hand.


“Trust me,” he whispered, his lips touching her ear.


Jennifer shivered. Her mind screamed for her to run, yet she couldn’t. She felt almost drugged, except Jennifer knew it was the sensation of

the show, the reaction her body had to watching Ashley taken, the feeling of the blindfold, that left her confused, compliant.


“I’m…please…I’m scared.”


“I will let no one hurt you, my dear.” His voice grew thick. In the distance she heard music – the sensual tones of Enigma playing over the

sound system.


Jennifer stumbled as Andrei stepped away. She felt hands take her arms – they were his hands, she knew – and then she felt rope, first

around one wrist, then the other, pulled tight, tied off, and her hands were bound in front of her. He took her hands in his and walked, and

Jennifer allowed herself to be led, and she quickly realized he was taking her onto the stage.


“Please,” she whispered. Her mind told her to struggle and resist, but her body gave in, walked meekly where he led. Though she could not

see, Jennifer could tell she was now in the bright floodlights of the stage, and she knew all who in the audience were watching her. She

struggled to move away, then she felt others step to her sides and hold her – it was the magician and the lady in red. She knew from the

feel of the woman – her breasts pressed hard against Jennifer on one side, the man whispering into her ear from the other side.


Jennifer felt another rope looped around her bound wrists and then suddenly her arms were pulled up over head, stretched so tightly her feet

barely remained on the floor.


“Please,” she cried. She felt the plastic ball against her lips.


“Not that.” The voice – it was strong, commanding. It was Andrei. The plastic was gone as suddenly as it had been there, and then she felt

the magician and the lady in red drift away.


“Please, Andrei.”


His lips pressed against hers, his hands caressed her hips, worked their way up, brushing the swell of her breasts. His kisses moved to her

face, down her neck, across her chest as his hands worked their way back down to her waist, her hips, her legs.


She could tell by the feel of his movements he was kneeling, and then a tremble rolled through her body as the cold sensation of scissors

touched her skin. He was cutting her dress, from the bottom up. The cold of the metal, the snip-snip-snip of the blades, the feeling of air

against her bare legs as the cloth fell away, the sound of the music playing overhead, the words “…the principles of lust, are easy to

understand, do what you feel, feel until the end…” sung in a smoky, mysterious voice of Enigma – was all more than she could stand. Her

heart slammed inside her chest, her breathing came in jagged gasps, and Jennifer moaned. She felt her panties, not just moist but wet, and

without thinking Jennifer found her hips moving forward, seeking Andrei.


Lips touched her thigh and spasms rolled through her body. Jennifer pulled against the rope, arched her body forward as much as possible and

then his fingers were inside her panties, playing with her, and then the panties were gone, his tongue lapping, plunging inside her,

playing, exploring.


She felt more lips, suckling her left nipple – it was the woman in red, Jennifer could tell from the feathery touching of the woman's hair

cascading down onto Jennifer's breasts.


Then the sting of leather across her ass. Another slap, then another, more, in quick succession.


Jennifer screamed at the sensations – Andrei's tongue pushing deep, the woman's kisses, first on one nipple, then the other, the blows of a

leather strap against her ass – and Jennifer's body convulsed, muscles cramping, skin hot, sweat beading on her face, her shoulders aching,

everywhere discomfort and pleasure rolling into a confusing sensation. She tried to call out “oh god,” wanted to say Andrei’s name, but her

muscles, there where he played, tightened and exploded with feeling, a level of intensity she had never felt, and Jennifer could offer

little more than garbled cries. She pulled with all she was worth against the ropes, felt the binds bite into her skin, but all she could

think was more, more, more...


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Traci Wilde is a member of the After Midnight Press cooperative, penning hot, steaming, erotic shorts stories and novels deep into the night.

Here's what her colleagues at After Midnight Press have to say about her: "The name seems to fit, as our self-described wild-child sometimes draws from her own real-life experiences for her tales."

That's not to say every story she writes happened, but quite a few of them have a basis in real-life events. She's single (and says she will always remain so), lives in North Carolina at present (though she moves around every so often), and counts among her hobbies running, watching the stars at night, and...well, having sex. Often.

 

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