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electric current went straight to her pussy. Next she heard him rustling with something by the chair. A moment later, he stood behind her, wrapped one arm around her and held a gloved hand with vibrating fingertips against her sex.
She rose on her toes and bit her lip as his touch sent her soaring. “Oh God,” she cried out.
“What is it?” a woman in the audience yelled.
This time Darius turned her around to face the crowd. They all gasped at the sight of the collar, chain and nipple clamps. Every time he touched her with the vibrating fingers, she’d jerk and moan, her body writhing. No acting—she could come in front of all these people. She never got turned on like this from stripping, and had never thought of herself as an exhibitionist. But maybe she was. She didn’t allow a smile to creep onto her face, hiding it inside.
“That’s really hot,” one man said. “I need to get one of those.”
“The collar and nipple clamps or the vibrator glove?” another guy asked.
“All of them.”
Darius rubbed his bare hand and the gloved hand over her naked skin. The different tactile sensations would send her over the edge soon.
“If you like to tease, you’ll get what you want. Now that you’re aroused, let the guests take a closer look.”
“No, please. I told you I was sorry.” She hoped they didn’t hear the smile in her voice.
Darius pressed his lips to her ear and whispered so only she could hear. “I do think you’re enjoying this too much. Do you enjoy sex as much as when we’re alone?”
The bottom dropped out of her sexual high. She was slick with desire, but his words slammed into her. Perhaps that’s why he’d had a change of heart in doing this. More than worrying for her career.
“This is getting me hot,” he whispered. “Let’s lay it on thick. I’m really hard right now.”
She heard a metal click at the collar then felt a tug. He’d hooked the leash. “I’m used to putting on a show,” she whispered. “The best sex is when we’re alone.”
“Come on, teaser,” he ordered. “Time for your final tease this evening.”
Taking small steps in her heels, she followed where he tugged the leash. Unable to see, she trusted him to guide her around the room. She heard several comments as she passed guests. Some said she was beautiful, both men and women. Others said they looked hot. And a few yelled at Darius for treating her so cruelly.
When they made it back to the chair, she heard another rustle of leather. Darius was removing his outfit. The murmurs in the room grew louder. The sensual heat hung in the air.
“I want you accessible.” Darius removed the scarf around her wrists, but not her blindfold. “Hold on to the arms of the chair.”
She did as two vibrating fingers slid into her slick pussy. Her sex clenched around his fingers. His foot eased her legs wide apart. The room was dead silent and she didn’t care about the scene, about Karl and his attitude—she wanted Darius here and now.
“I’ll have a French martini, Tom,” Pamela asked. Their signal to wrap it up.
“Mine,” Darius stated as he held Destiny. He slipped his fingers out and nudged his hard cock at her entrance.
“Darius,” she moaned. Her clit pulsed and matched the throbbing in her tender nipples. He thrust his cock inside her, filling her deeply. The movement made her breasts sway and tugged hard on the clamps.
“No more teasing,” he said. He was close to orgasm; she could tell by his breathing and the intensity of his thrusts.
“I will if you’ll keep fucking me like this,” she answered. That drew a laugh from the guests, including Karl.
“Hell yes.” Darius pressed a vibrating finger directly on her sensitive clit. “See who’s teasing who now,” he said.
The erotic fluttering in the pit of her stomach moved down to her sex. Arching her back like a cat, she felt the orgasm slam into her. Jolts of pleasure assaulted every nerve, every muscle. Darius continued
She rose on her toes and bit her lip as his touch sent her soaring. “Oh God,” she cried out.
“What is it?” a woman in the audience yelled.
This time Darius turned her around to face the crowd. They all gasped at the sight of the collar, chain and nipple clamps. Every time he touched her with the vibrating fingers, she’d jerk and moan, her body writhing. No acting—she could come in front of all these people. She never got turned on like this from stripping, and had never thought of herself as an exhibitionist. But maybe she was. She didn’t allow a smile to creep onto her face, hiding it inside.
“That’s really hot,” one man said. “I need to get one of those.”
“The collar and nipple clamps or the vibrator glove?” another guy asked.
“All of them.”
Darius rubbed his bare hand and the gloved hand over her naked skin. The different tactile sensations would send her over the edge soon.
“If you like to tease, you’ll get what you want. Now that you’re aroused, let the guests take a closer look.”
“No, please. I told you I was sorry.” She hoped they didn’t hear the smile in her voice.
Darius pressed his lips to her ear and whispered so only she could hear. “I do think you’re enjoying this too much. Do you enjoy sex as much as when we’re alone?”
The bottom dropped out of her sexual high. She was slick with desire, but his words slammed into her. Perhaps that’s why he’d had a change of heart in doing this. More than worrying for her career.
“This is getting me hot,” he whispered. “Let’s lay it on thick. I’m really hard right now.”
She heard a metal click at the collar then felt a tug. He’d hooked the leash. “I’m used to putting on a show,” she whispered. “The best sex is when we’re alone.”
“Come on, teaser,” he ordered. “Time for your final tease this evening.”
Taking small steps in her heels, she followed where he tugged the leash. Unable to see, she trusted him to guide her around the room. She heard several comments as she passed guests. Some said she was beautiful, both men and women. Others said they looked hot. And a few yelled at Darius for treating her so cruelly.
When they made it back to the chair, she heard another rustle of leather. Darius was removing his outfit. The murmurs in the room grew louder. The sensual heat hung in the air.
“I want you accessible.” Darius removed the scarf around her wrists, but not her blindfold. “Hold on to the arms of the chair.”
She did as two vibrating fingers slid into her slick pussy. Her sex clenched around his fingers. His foot eased her legs wide apart. The room was dead silent and she didn’t care about the scene, about Karl and his attitude—she wanted Darius here and now.
“I’ll have a French martini, Tom,” Pamela asked. Their signal to wrap it up.
“Mine,” Darius stated as he held Destiny. He slipped his fingers out and nudged his hard cock at her entrance.
“Darius,” she moaned. Her clit pulsed and matched the throbbing in her tender nipples. He thrust his cock inside her, filling her deeply. The movement made her breasts sway and tugged hard on the clamps.
“No more teasing,” he said. He was close to orgasm; she could tell by his breathing and the intensity of his thrusts.
“I will if you’ll keep fucking me like this,” she answered. That drew a laugh from the guests, including Karl.
“Hell yes.” Darius pressed a vibrating finger directly on her sensitive clit. “See who’s teasing who now,” he said.
The erotic fluttering in the pit of her stomach moved down to her sex. Arching her back like a cat, she felt the orgasm slam into her. Jolts of pleasure assaulted every nerve, every muscle. Darius continued
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