New Release!
Babes
in Bondage
Vegas Babes Book 5
by
Lisabet Sarai
Bisexual
Kinky Erotica
46,000
words, 171 pages
Smashwords and Amazon KDP
ISBN
(Smashwords): 9780463927717
ASIN:
B07ZNSS576
Blurb:
It’s 9 PM in Vegas. Do you know your safe
word?
Some
people just won’t mind their own business. When an anti-porn terrorist group
shuts down the Sin City Fetish Fair, Larry Archer offers The Fox’s Den as an
alternative venue. With the assistance
of newly arrived dominant Master Shark, plans for the Den’s very first Kink
Night quickly take shape. Indeed, the denizens of the Den are practicing their
BDSM techniques well before the event.
Blonde,
beautiful and untouched, Patricia Hastings leads the Citizens Resisting
American Perversion in their fight against filth. She’s determined to destroy
the licentious, permissive, anything-but-vanilla strip club – whatever it
takes. A smidgen of plastic explosive
should do the trick... If only she can resist her attraction to the voluptuous,
red-headed minx Annie, and her own secret craving for surrender.
Caught
in the act of sabotage, Patty faces a choice: arrest, scandal and prison, or
private punishment at the hands of Master Shark and his horny acolytes. Will
C.R.A.P.’s paragon of purity uphold her prudish principles? Or consent to the
violations that populate her forbidden fantasies?
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“Oof!” Intent on his mobile, he’d run straight
into a woman hurrying in the other direction. “Oh! I’m sorry!” he stammered,
looking up at the tall figure in front of him. “I should have been
watching—Rosa!”
The elegant creature blocking his way gave
him a warm smile. “Hello, hombre! I am surprised to see you here.”
She gestured at the outrageous costumes and toy booths with a graceful hand.
“This doesn’t seem like your sort of scene.” In a black latex mini-skirt and
red satin bustier, Rosa herself looked perfectly at home among the Fair’s
attendees. Her tightly-laced top emphasized the deep valley between her
breasts. The scarlet fabric gleamed against her dusky skin, barely concealing
her nipples. Her shapely legs looked a yard long.
Ted’s cock thickened inside his work
trousers. Rosa never failed to have that effect on him, no matter how hard he
tried to resist his attraction to the gorgeous she-male.
“Um—I’m meeting Annie,” he began,
well-aware that Rosa had noted the bulge growing in his crotch. “Ah—what about
you?”
Rosa gave a throaty laugh. “I’m working,”
she said. “Peaches suggested I might find some new ideas for our
dancers—costumes, props, that sort of thing.” She ran her hands over her own
curves in a deliberately lascivious way.
Ted stifled a groan as his swollen dick
strained against his zipper. He wondered if he could slip away to the men’s for
a quick wank.
“I’m having a lot fun, though,” the
stripper continued. “I like a good spanking as much as the next girl. Speaking
of which, they’re just starting a new demo. Come on!”
Without waiting for Ted’s reply, Rosa
grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the stage. Since that had been his
destination anyway, he didn’t resist.
He smashed into her well-padded body again
when she stopped short and pointed to the figure on the platform. “Madre de
Dios! That’s Ms. Giulia!”
Sure enough, Ted recognized the middle-aged
woman on stage as the manager of The Fox’s Den. Based on her interactions with
the staff she supervised, Ted had concluded she was rather strict and bossy.
Now, however, she was clearly in submissive mode, a dreamy expression on her
strong Italian features as the dominant wrapped her in artistic layers of rope.
Though her fleshy thighs and muscular calves were concealed by her fitted
pants, on top she wore only a black bra. Even from a distance, Ted couldn’t
help noticing the rigid points of her nipples distorting that thin garment.
His cock was like granite. He didn’t think
he could get any harder. Another minute and he’d explode in his pants.
Then he gasped, as Rosa dragged her
fingertips along the line of his fly. “She is quite sexy, no? Especially
for a woman her age.”
“Rosa, don’t!” He tried without success to
bat her hand away.
“She makes you hot, hombre. Hot and
hard.” To his horror, the lithe dancer sank into a crouch and tugged at his
zipper.
“No! Stop!” he hissed. He whipped his head
around, frantically seeking a glimpse of his wife’s ginger curls, as if Annie
could save him from this predatory beauty.
“Or is it me?” Rosa teased, managing to
free his engorged dick. Her tongue flicked out, gathering the pre-cum that
leaked from his slit. “Am I the reason you’re so excited?”
“Please, don’t…oooh!” Ted’s protests faded as Rosa’s warm mouth
engulfed his rigid penis. She slithered her tongue along his shaft, making him
squirm, then turned on the suction and pulled him deeper.
God, that felt — hell, he didn’t have the
words to describe it. Any thought of resistance vanished. He jerked his hips,
driving his rod down her throat. Unfazed, Rosa swallowed and sucked harder. The
sensation of her muscles working around his cockhead nearly pushed him over the
edge. Before he could explode, though, she backed off, making a tight ring of
her lips and sliding them over his taut flesh. She planted a kiss on the
drooling tip. Then she plunged down
once more, taking him to the very root.
Ted’s balls tightened inside his briefs. He
was a hair’s breadth away from shooting his wad. He wove his fingers into
Rosa’s curly black hair. Taking control of the action, he fucked her eager
mouth, each stroke dragging him closer to the point of no return. The Latin
tart egged him on, with wicked little licks and nips.
In,
out, in, out — his aching cock, bathed in her heat and wetness, was his only
reality. He had a dim awareness of applause, which reminded him, briefly, that
this blow job was essentially public. Rosa grazed his shaft with her teeth and
he immediately forgot.
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About Lisabet
Lisabet Sarai
became addicted to words
at an
early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five
years old and her first poem at seven.
Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred
page dissertation, and lots of erotica
and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly
every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the
genre, every one of her
stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the
ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, Pinterest, and Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh
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ReplyDeleteThank you so much for featuring my latest baby!
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Lisabet