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She literally screamed at the top of her
lungs as her pussy exploded in my mouth.
 
Everything contracted so hard that she literally expelled both the
vibrator and my fingers while simultaneously drenching me with her juices.
 
Her incredible climax was topped off by
the fact that she thrust her legs forward, jerking her nipples so hard that it
popped both strings right off of them.
 
It was an experience that she would bring up repeatedly over the coming
weeks.
 
It was nothing short of
amazing!

 
 

Raven

 

After the earth-shattering orgasm that Gunner
gave me, I no longer had any concerns about my heart or cardiovascular
system.
 
If there had been any weak
points, I would’ve either stroked out or died of a massive coronary right on
the table.
 
I also learned a lesson
in control, which is the whole point of predicament bondage.
 
I had been so focused on the orgasm that
I completely forgot about my poor little nipples.
 
Until Gunner lifted the blindfold, I was
quite sure that I had ripped them right off.

 

“That’s a wrap,” someone else yelled.

 

Fuck!
 
I knew there
were other people in the room!

 

“Now that’s one for the archives,” Gunner
said as he leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the lips.
 
He held it just long enough to draw me
back to the moment and then he pulled back.
 
“Are you okay?”

 

“I never thought it would be possible to have
such intense pain and incredible pleasure in the same exact moment,” I gasped
as I began to drift back into reality.
 
It was as extreme as having an
orgasm while giving birth!
 

 

“Your nipples are pretty red,” he said as he
lightly rolled them between his fingers.

 

“I’m just glad they’re still there!”
 

 

Out of the corner of my eye, an older
gentleman in a creepy black mask came walking toward us.
 
Coming to a stop right in front of me,
he lifted his black mask.
 
I was
horrified to see who had been in the room with us the whole time.

 

“Carter?
 
What the hell are you doing here?” I gasped in utter horror.

 

“I just wanted to stop by and check out the
new girl.
 
A better question would
be…what the hell are you doing here?”

 

“It’s a long story.
 
Long being the key word,” I replied not
knowing what to make of the situation.

 

“Well that was one spectacular
performance.
 
I think you’ve found
your true calling,” he replied.
 
He
then gave me a pat on the leg before making his exit.

 

Oh dear lord…
 
Suddenly everything came together.
“Carter owns it!
 
I thought it was
someone I knew,” I exclaimed as it hit me like a lightning bolt.
 
“I couldn’t think of who had purchased
that mansion.”

 

“Yes, it belongs to Carter.
 
He doesn’t spend much time there,
though.
 
He’s a busy man.”

 

“Does he own this place, too?” I asked
suddenly becoming suspicious as hell.

 

“Yeah, he bought it at least six years,” he
replied, grabbing a towel to wipe his face.

 

“I always knew he was a total player,” I said
shaking my head in disbelief.
 
“Does
he always wear that creepy black mask?”

 

“Whenever the cameras are rolling.
 
He’s convinced that no one will
recognize him.” Gunner laughed.
 
“Do
you know him well?”

 

“I had an internship with Randolph
Development during my sophomore year in college.
 
That’s where I got my real estate
license.”

 

“He’s one hell of a role model, definitely knows
how to put a deal together.
 
No
wonder you were so successful, you learned from the best,” he said, putting two
and two together.

 

“True, but he was always flirting with me
because I was the youngest one in the office.
 
Since I was a teenager, and he was in
his fifties, I found it very creepy,” I said, thinking back to those days.
 
“He was always trying to touch me back
then, and now he was in the room watching me.
 
I’m a little
creeped
out right now.”

 

“Pain, pleasure, and humiliation all go
together around here,” he said flatly, as he reached for my hand to help me
down from the table. “I wanted you to know exactly what you are getting into.”

 

“So what happens now, if I want to bail on
this whole deal?”

 

“You pay me $500 for tonight’s session and
you take both masters along with the copyrights,” he replied in a business-like
tone.

 

“This is just a game to you, isn’t it?” I
asked, suddenly feeling a little dejected.

 

“It’s far from a game.
 
This is my livelihood,” he said, turning
deadly serious once again.
 
“Before
I met Carter, I was up shit creek without a paddle.”

 

“And now you’re rich because of all of this?”

 

“Yes.
 
I’ll make over half of a million this year.
 
If you decide to come onboard and we release
tonight’s performance, we could each make twenty five to thirty grand on the
next live show.”

 

“That much for an hour of work?” I gasped.

 

“Tonight was pure gold, Raven.
 
You’re an amateur, and we have great
chemistry, so people will eat that shit up,” he said with a definite glimmer in
his eyes.
 
“The first two videos
we’ve made together would blow up if we released them.
 
After that, if members wanted to see more,
they would have to pay to watch each new session live.”

 

“How much could I make from eight live
shows?”

 

“Anywhere from two fifty to three hundred
thousand for the whole set.”

 

“That’s incredible, but then what?”

 

“After you make it through the ten levels,
you can continue to do guest appearances or you can become one of us.” He
smirked.

 

“A dominatrix?”

 

“Yeah, something like that.
 
You can start your own show, just like
Sapphire and Sable.
 
Choose whatever
theme turns you on.”

 

“I’m going to have to think all of this
over.
 
Where are my clothes?”

 

“They are still in the car.
 
Slip on your shoes and I’ll walk you
out.” He smirked once again.

 

“You love embarrassing me, don’t you?”
 
He
is lucky he’s so damn sexy
.

 

“I love the fact that you can take it,” he
replied, hanging onto me while I strapped on my heels.
 
“I thought for sure I would lose you.”

 

“What makes you think you haven’t?”

 

“The fact that you’re still speaking to me in
a rational tone.”

 

“You really have a devilish grin,” I told him
as I popped the second heel into place.
 
“Are you going to grab your clothes?”

 

“I suppose I should grab them, but it’s a
nice night for boxers.”

 

Sure, he just wants to torment me some more with those killer
pecs
and abs.
 
I
might have to try turning the tables on him.
 
As
we walked down the corridor, I heard the screams of another woman in
distress.
 
I immediately recognized
that it was Amber’s voice.
 
We were
definitely going to have a lot to talk about at Sunday morning coffee.

Chapter 11
 

Gunner

 

Walking her to the car, amidst the echoes of
other subs enjoying a distressful evening, I knew I had her full
attention.
 
Between the extreme
orgasms and the promise of big bucks, there was no way she could walk away from
all of it.

 

“You should take the week to really think
things over,” I suggested, downplaying my confidence.

 

“Yeah, especially if Carter is involved,” she
replied still seeming a bit out of it.

 

As we re-entered the limo, she once again
took the spot in the middle of the back seat.
 
I was rather surprised that she didn’t
immediately grab her clothes, but simply crossed her legs and sat back
instead.
 

 

“Aren’t you going to get dressed?”

 

“There’s no rush.
 
Like you said it’s a gorgeous evening,”
she replied with a content sex-kitten look on her face.

 

“Look who’s suddenly an exhibitionist.”
 
I ran my fingers along her left thigh,
just to tease her a bit.

 

“You surprised me tonight with that tongue of
yours,” she cooed, tracing her fingertips along the curve of my chin.

 

“Yeah, I was a little out of bounds
there.
 
I’m going to hear it from
Carter later on.
 
That’s not something
that normally occurs in level two.”

 

“It may have been out of bounds, but it was
spectacular,” she replied while trailing her fingers down my chest and abdomen,
coming to rest on my package.
 
“Hey,
it’s getting hard again!”

 

I shifted in the seat, pulling back from her
hand.

 

“It has to be a little frustrating… providing
all this incredible pleasure with no release of your own,” she teased, once
again running her fingers across my aching bulge.

 

“I think we better get dressed before I end
up losing my job.
 
Toby reports
everything back to Carter,” I whispered.

 

“The window is up.
 
I don’t think he can even see us,” she
said showing some persistence.

 

“Nothing can happen in here.
 
What starts in the dungeon…

 

“I know… stays in the dungeon,” she
interrupted.
 
“You guys have way too
many rules.”

 

She ran her hand down my leg on her way to
retrieve her dress.
 
I had to
suppress a sigh as she slipped her panties over her high heels and began to
glide them up her outstretched legs.

 

“What level do we have to get to before you
get to come?” she asked as she lifted her ass and coerced them into place.

 

“It’s normally level six or seven depending
on what the sub wants.”
 

 

“Wow, really?
 
So even if I sign the contract, it will
be more than a month before I get a crack at this thing?” she asked, petting my
bulge as if it was a furry little critter.

 

“How do you figure that?”
 
She
can’t be serious.

 

“I’m only free every other weekend, so it
will be five more weeks before we reach level six.
 
I remember you saying something the
other night about not working Sundays,” she gave me one more little pat before
turning for her purse.

 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.
 
That’s a long time.”

 

“Here is five hundred for tonight.
 
I’ll think things over and get back to
you in a week or so,” she said nonchalantly.

 

I really wanted to grab those panties and rip
them right back off, but instead I helped her with her dress.

 

“We’re three blocks from the Excelsior,” Toby
informed us as he began to lower the divider.

 

Shit... I would give anything to fuck the daylights out of her
right now.

 

“What was that?” she asked as she collected
the rest of her things.

 

“I didn’t say anything.”

 

“You didn’t have to buddy, that throbbing
dick of yours is doing the talking for you.” She laughed and shook her
head.
 

 

That’s it!
 
I’ve got to
put my pants back on.

 

“Alright, here is your stop,” I said in an
attempt to regain control of the situation.
 
“I’ll see you in a couple of weeks.
 
If you decide to go for the next level
that is.”

 

“I’m still pissed that Carter was there,” she
said with a little fire reigniting in her eyes.
 
“If I sign that contract, he’s not
laying as much as a finger on me.”

 

“He won’t be happy about that.
 
He was damn near salivating when I went
down on you.”

 

“I’m serious, Gunner.
 
You have to promise me that you will
keep that creepy old bastard away from me or we are done here,” she replied
much more loudly than she should have.

 

“Did you hear that, Toby?” I shouted, giving
Raven a glare.
 
“Don’t worry about
it.
 
I’ll have a talk with him if
you decide to come onboard.
 
He
doesn’t seem to bother Sapphire or Sable, so I wouldn’t worry about it.”

 

“I’m holding you to that.
 
I quit one job because of him and I’ll
do it again,” she replied as she nudged me to open the door.

 

“I love your feistiness.”
 
I pushed the hair out of her face and
looked into those gorgeous hazel eyes.
 
I really wanted to give her a kiss right there, but I could see Toby
gawking in the rear view mirror.
 
“I
look forward to hearing your decision.”

 

“Goodbye,” she smiled before taking off
toward the main entrance of the hotel.

 

I stood there for a moment, just watching her
as she walked away.
 
There was a feeling
in my chest that I hadn’t felt in years.
 
It was an uncomfortable tightness that even made my stomach a little
queasy.
 
What the fuck?
 
As she
reached for the door handle to enter the hotel, she looked back and caught me
gawking.
 
She gave me a beautiful,
knowing smile before disappearing through the glass doors.

 

“Is everything okay, sir?” Toby asked as I
got back in the limo.

 

“Yes, everything is fine, Toby.
 
I’ll have a talk with Mr. Randolph in
the morning.”

 

I’ll be fucked if I keep heading down this road.
 
I can’t let it become so personal.

 

Raven

 

As I released the door handle and made my way
into the hotel lobby, my tough façade immediately gave way.
 
My hands began to tremble and a flood of
emotions that I had been holding back suddenly overwhelmed me.
 
Jesus, not here.
 
I fought back the tears that were desperately trying to burst forth from
my eyes.
 
What is wrong with me?
   
I found a place to sit down
and felt like I was losing my mind as I tried to rationalize my sudden outburst
of feelings.
 
I must have overloaded my nervous system or something.
 
Then it occurred to me that the brush
with Carter was what had brought all of the negative feelings to the
surface.
 
Those were the same
feelings that had provided the fuel for me to succeed on my own.
 
After being suppressed for years; they
were once again coming to the forefront.

 

I pushed my hands along my sides, attempting
to straighten out my wrinkled dress as an older couple walked by, casting their
judgment upon me.
 
I probably look like a hooker.
 
I pulled a compact from my purse to
touch up my makeup.
 
Good God!
 
I look like a fucking train wreck.
 
I’ll just have to take the walk of shame
through the lobby to get my car.
 
I
don’t know why I decided to park in the ramp.

 

“Are you alright?” the valet asked as I gave
him my ticket.

 

“I’m fine.
 
It’s just been a long night.” I looked
off into the distance avoiding eye contact.
 
Please
don’t ask any questions.
 
I just
want to go home.

 

As I stood there waiting for my car, I heard
my phone buzz in my purse.
 
I knew
it would be a message from Gunner.
 
Tears wet the corners of my eyes just at the thought of what he had to
say.
 
I can’t let myself fall in love with this guy.
 
I just can’t.
 
This whole situation is a fucked up
mess.
 
I glanced down at the
screen and pulled up his message.

 

Gunner:
 
I knew you were strong, but you fucking amaze me.
 
BMM

 

Me:
 
BMM?
 
Beating My Meat?

 

Gunner:
 
LMFAO!
 
No, you
B
lew
M
y
M
ind!
 
But yes, I might have to BMM, too!

 

“You look much better with a smile,” the
valet said as he opened the car door and motioned for me to get in.

 

“Thank you.”
 
I was still smiling when I drove out of
the ramp.
 
I’m so witty sometimes.

 

~~~

 

After a long, hot shower, I once again found
myself lying in bed staring at the ceiling.
 
The emotional meltdown from earlier
hadn’t completely subsided, but it seemed to be balanced out by the left over
sex hormones that were still floating through my system.
 
I was a little shocked that I hadn’t
heard from Amber.
 
I knew it had to
be her that was in the next room
.
 
She’s probably waiting until morning to
text me.
 
I’ll bet she’s staring at
the ceiling, too.
 
Going through
such a drastic change so quickly would’ve been enough to twist anyone’s
brain.
 
Until two days ago, we had
both been bored shitless, dying to inject some excitement into our stagnant
lives.
 
But this had been such a
dramatic shift that I wasn’t really sure whether or not I could handle it.
 

 

The pit in my stomach began to grow once
again as I thought about Gunner and the horror that I would endure if anyone
found out about my excursions to the dungeon.
 
Why
am I so afraid of what people would think?
 
After all, if I made hundreds of
thousands from doing it, I wouldn’t need to worry about my business
reputation.
 

 

Then a newspaper headline flashed through my
head:
 
Former Real Estate Superstar Turns Porn Star!
 
I immediately knew that was one of the
reasons why I was feeling so emotionally disjointed.
 
A number of my biggest deals had made
headlines during the real estate crash and I had no desire for any more
negative publicity.
 
Whoever said,
“All publicity is good publicity,” was either a complete idiot or had never
been at the receiving end of bad publicity.

 

Gunner definitely rocked my world, but to him
it was simply a good paying job.
 
I
knew that I was in danger of falling for a male porn star, but I couldn’t seem
to stop myself.
 
He was not my normal
pursuit; in fact, I had always found male strippers to be a little creepy
instead of sexy.
 
I nearly died when
one sat on my lap at my bachelorette party.
 
The rest of the evening, I had a strong
urge to go home and take a shower.
 
Gunner is different, though.
 
It seemed as if he had gotten into the
business purely because of financial pressures.
 
It hadn’t been because he wanted to be a
slut.
 
He was just another victim of the financial crisis.
 
At least that’s what I tried to tell
myself.

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