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  Menage - Public Humiliation Volume 3

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  Individuals on the cover are models and are used for illustrative purposes only.

  Authors note: All character in this story are 18 years of age and older. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real live name or events are purely coincidental.

  Be aware: This story is written for, and should only be enjoyed by, ADULTS. It includes explicit descriptions of intense sexual activity between consenting adults. Said activities include, but are not limited to Menage, double and triple penetration, non-stop pounding by MANY MANY MEN and more …….

  Note that this work of fiction resembles a fantasy world, all events taking place are a result of a role play amongst all parties and all parties are fully consenting adults.

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  Ravished in the Casino

  My name is Jennifer and I’m the star of every man’s dirtiest and wettest f**king dream.

  I’m busty, blonde and I put out for the right amount, I’m a high profile escort with no limits.

  They call me the best, wettest and kinkest in the business.

  But when my latest client has a mysterious offer for me on the table for a sum of money I cannot refuse.

  My body tenses as it prepares for the ride of a lifetime.

  A ride which will see my tender and wet body lifted above a screaming crowd as I submit every inch of my body and both of my unprotected holes to a thirty and hung gang of men that have paid good money to ravish me to their hearts content.

  High Stakes Gamble

  High stakes poker player Joe finds himself deep in a game where the stakes are high.

  When the stakes are raised beyond Joe’s control, he is almost out of options……

  Charlotte, his busty, nubile and flirtatious wife, offers her body to the gang of dangerous poker players to cover her husband’s stake.

  and when Joe bets his wife’s body on the turn of a card…………

  ……and loses!

  Charlotte finds herself submitting her body to the gang to extremes she never thought possible……

  Chloe’s First Menage

  It all started off so innocently.

  Busty young Chloe’s busy day started on a train journey on her way to a conference

  But when the packed train is held by a gang of huge men.

  And the leader is her hung ex-boyfriend.

  The young Chloe find her darkest fantasy suddenly turn into an unforgettable reality

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  Ravished in the Casino

  Act I

  Chapter 1

  I had always been interested in finding unique ways to make money. Even when I was in high school, I was always coming up with some sort of innovative plan for earning a few dollars. Now that I was in my twenties, it was even more important for me to have a source of reliable income so that I could support myself. I stood at the large bay window that provided my client, Edward, with a stunning view of the San Francisco Bay. Then I sauntered toward him with one of my friskiest smiles.

  “I know that you still have a few requests that I need to get to.” I smiled and then rocked my hips to and fro. Edward grinned and then shook his head in disbelief.

  “I tell you- if it weren’t for me being able to pinch myself, I’d think this was all just a dream. I should clarify- it is like the best dream of my life.” He winked and then leaned forward and swatted my ass. I always enjoyed servicing Edward because he had simple needs, and he was relatively easy to please.

  “Well, I’m glad to see that I still bring you pleasure.” I winked back at him and then sauntered to his side. “Now that we’ve had a little intermission, shall we get back out on the balcony?” I tilted my head to the side and waited for him to follow me out. Edward’s initial request was for a tow hour session outside, and he wanted it all to be filmed. Under regular circumstances, I would never allow filming, but Edward and I had been at this routine for a few months now. I let him have a few bonuses here and there.

  “I’m more than ready, sweetheart.” Edward closed the door behind us once we were outside. He sidled up behind me and ran his hands over my back. Then he kissed the nape of my neck, my earlobes, and my cheek. I could feel his hard cock growing already and I turned around to face him.

  “Are you sure that we’re still recording?” I cocked my head to the right, motioning toward his elaborate photography set-up. Edward smiled and nodded.

  “I’ve got it covered. All you need to do now is just finish me off.” He winked and I chuckled, then bent forward and spread open my legs so that he could see me positioned doggy-style. He grunted when he saw my stance, then immediately pressed his cock against my skin.

  “I’m ready for you, Edward.” I closed my eyes and then waited for what I knew was coming next. He loved to screw me doggy-style, so I was pretty accustomed to being on my hands and knees. He pressed against my hole and then positioned himself so that he could insert his hard manhood inside my wet hole. I wondered what time it was, then closed my eyes and let him go at it.

  When he had climaxed all over my back, I turned ar
ound, got up, and walked toward the camera. For kicks, I shook my tits in the front of it and then giggled. Edward gave me a playful smack on the ass, and then tossed me my clothes so that I could get dressed. I threw on my slinky black dress, collected my money, and headed into the bathroom.

  As I stood at the sink washing my face and trying to decide if I should wear my hair down or pull it up in a pony-tail, I got a call on my cell phone. “Hey, Jennifer. It’s Clint over at Excel. We were just wondering if you had any availability on Tuesday.” I liked working for Excel because they were fairly accommodating and they definitely knew how to make the work financially appealing.

  “I think I actually have a few hours that are open on Tuesday, Clint. What sounds good to you?” I decided to leave my hair down. I brushed a comb through it a few times and then applied some of my favorite cherry red lip gloss. Then I puckered up and blew a kiss at the mirror.

  “Well, I have a client that has provided scant details. All I know is that he’s a high roller and he wants woman who isn’t going to disappoint. I know that you’re a five-star escort, so I called you first.” I smiled, happy that Clint had thought of me for the job.

  “So you can’t give me any details?” I wanted to see if I could at least squeeze some supporting information out of him.

  “Nope. All I can tell you is dress to turn heads and wait at the center table in the Diamond.” Clint gave me the minuscule details, and then waited to see if I’d definitely agree. The Diamond Casino was the largest in Vegas, and attracted the wealthiest gamblers. I was proud that he had offered the proposition to me, and I decided to take him up on the offer. I’d have to fly out of town the next day, but this wouldn’t be a problem considering that Clint paid for my flights.

  Before walking out of the bathroom I tried to imagine what this guy in Vegas might be interested in exploring. There was never one way to tell what kind of fetish someone might have, so I always tried to guess and see how close my results came. It made my work even more interesting when there was a level of mystery behind it.

  I thought back to one of my previous clients named George. He had tried three times, unsuccessfully, to find a woman who would join a threesome with him and his wife. When he found me, he thought he was in heaven. The other women that had agreed to the threesome had all changed their minds at the last minute, leaving him both horny and disappointed. Even his wife had grown frustrated with finding someone who would join in their requested act. When they found me, they were elated.

  George and his wife loved sex and they had a slew of suggestions for how to make it interesting and exciting. I remembered them asking me one time to dress up like a sorcerer and pretend that I was slaying demons from the underworld with a play sword. I had initially balked at the idea, but then realized that it might be worth it for me to expand my horizons. I took that sword and ran all over the house with it, my tits flying back and forth, my ass shaking in their face every time I bent over to attack another pesky villain from the dark side.

  George and his wife, Ella, had even asked me to dress up as a fairy, flitting in a translucent colored tutu across the room. They always said that I turned them on, with my large, firm breasts, and my big round ass. Both of them had a fetish for blondes, too, making me the perfect woman for their threesome adventures. I can still see George’s face as he told me to grab my magic wand and make his dick hard as a rock.

  “You know, you have a great ass, Jennifer. That firm, round ass of yours makes me so horny that I can hardly stand it.” He eyed me with intense desire, and Ella stood by with a smile. She was an attractive woman, but sometimes I wondered if George just bored her. To me, it was all new, so I always found something interesting about my encounters with them.

  Ella loved to play with my breasts, and on one occasion even told me that she often wondered if she were secretly a lesbian because she was so attracted to the female anatomy. I smiled and let her play with me, watching as she fingered my pussy and squeezed my nipped between her fingertips. George smiled on from the corner of the room. Those seemed like distant memories now.

  I shook my head and sighed as I left the bathroom. The days with George and Ella had been short-lived because they both upped and moved to Africa after our last meeting. I had no idea where they were now. When I stepped out of the bathroom Edward sat in the living room sipping on a glass of brandy. I smiled and then reached for my purse. “Here you go, sweetheart. I’ve left you a hefty tip for your photogenic style.” He winked and then led me to the door.

  “Talk to you later, Edward.” I smiled and then walked outside to my car.

  As I walked to my car I looked up at the darkening Oregon sky. I knew it was about to pour, so I quickly rummaged for my keys and then fished them out and unlocked the driver’s side door. As soon as I got behind the wheel and started the ignition, large raindrops pelted the hood of my green Volkswagen. I laughed at the timing of it all, and then flipped on my windshield wipers.

  Just as I was about to pull out of the lot, my phone rang. Thinking that it might be Clint, I looked in my bag and pulled out my phone to take the call. “Amanda? Hey. How are you?” I was somewhat relived that it wasn’t Clint. I didn’t want him to cancel the job for any reason because I had a feeling that it was going to pay me nicely. It was good to hear from my long-time friend, Amanda, instead.

  “Hey, girl. What are you up to tomorrow? I just got invited to a huge party down at the Crystal Coast.” Amanda sounded proud at her social status.

  “Sounds cool, but I have to work tomorrow night. Tell me all about it when you get back.” I knew that if I went it would be a night to remember. Amanda only hung out at the hippest clubs with the best D.J.s and the most beautiful people.

  “Okay, girl. Sorry you have to miss it.” Amanda sighed and then hung up. I sat there for a second, waiting for the heaviest of the rain to pass. It gave me some time to take another guess at what my Vegas client’s deepest, darkest fetish might be. I loved to try and conjure up scenarios, and I loved to try and guess what clients looked like before meeting them in person for the first time.

  My mind wandered back to a year ago, when Clint had matched me up with a client in Portland. The man’s name was Fred, but he went by the name of Fire. I can still see his face- long and lean, with bright, twinkling blue eyes and a slender, pointy nose. His fetish had been cunnilingus. I’m not sure if Fire just never had the chance to eat pussy in his college days, or that he really did just love it more than the average man, but he never wanted to stop once he was down on me.

  “How do you like it, Jennifer?” I could still hear his voice, too. It was sensual and deep, and he always pronounced my name in a way that made me feel particularly special.

  “I love it, Fire.” I never did anything except lay on his bed, on top of its silk splendor, while he ate me out until I came. I had no reason to protest. What woman wouldn’t enjoy having her pussy licked and sucked for hours? At the same time, I started to wonder if it was a little bit peculiar that he never wanted to do anything else.

  “You know, Jennifer, I think that it would be great to watch you shave your pussy. Can you do that so that I can eat you out again?” Fire had made that request after a particularly long round of oral sex. I obliged, and then lied back down on the bed so that he could go at it again. It felt amazing because his tongue got to know every part of my pussy, and he could pleasure me to the point of ecstasy on every occasion. However, as with all of my clients, there was never any emotional connection attributed to the experience. This was strictly business.

  The longer I sat in the parking lot, the further my mind drifted back to the clients that Clint had paired me with. It was a peculiar trip down memory lane. I could see all of their faces, plain as day. Some had been better than others, but all had paid well, and none had caused me any trouble.

  I sat in the parking lot and wondered how I had gotten so lucky. Life hadn’t always been so great for me, but I was thankful for how far I had come. What was more,
my body always turned heads when I was out on the street. Being a bombshell was an added bonus, as far as I was concerned. In a way, I even felt like I had somehow earned it. I had a thriving job as an escort and I seemed to be making increasingly more money as the days went on. Maybe it was just luck, I mused. Maybe I had something special.

  Chapter 2

  As a girl, I had gotten used to being around cows because my parents were dairy farmers. It was a simple and quiet life, one with shared responsibilities and good, honest work. When my mother passed away from a rare cancer, our life on the farm slowly disintegrated. I didn’t quite know how to process all of it at the time, but looking back, I finally started to find a way to piece together some of the fragments of my life.