The Dollhouse Society Volume IV: Lucky (Includes Lady Luck, House of Dolls, The Reluctant Bride, A Woman on Top, plus a bonus story!)

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lap, rather tightly. “Really, Mr. Sloan, this is quite unreasonable of you…”
    He took the ends of the scarf and shoved them into my mouth. “Lucky. Be quite.”
    I spit them out and said, “No…I will not…!”
    The men down in our audience laughed. “You’ve trained your courtesan well, Tiberius!” one heckled Mr. Sloan.
    Tiberius looked exasperated. “Lucky, be quiet or I shall spank you. Publicly. ”
    That shut me up. I knew he would do it, too!
    He worked his way down to my chemise, and I was only grateful that his presence blocked me from our audience. As he started working on my underthings, I began wriggling around. He didn’t like that very much, so once I was in only my shift, stockings, and boots, he growled, “Lucky,” in a menacing voice, cupped the back of my head, and leaned forward to kiss the front of my throat, over my flitting pulse. The warm, ticklish feel of his lips and whiskers immediately calmed and excited me at the same time. He kissed, and then sucked, at my throat, and before long I was writhing under his ministrations while his hands moved over my knees, then up the buttons of my chemise as he began to undo them. He quickly learned that it is patently impossible to remove a chemise when the owner’s wrists are bound, and, with a faint growl of annoyance, ripped at my corset and the fine, silken material beneath.
    I gave a cry at the sudden tearing of fabric and the flaying of whalebone.
    “ That was my best corset,” I complained bitterly against his lips.
    “ I’ll buy you another one. I’ll buy you ten,” he told me, moving his mouth ravenously over my lips and chin and back down my throat, toward my exposed wreath of collarbones. He shoved the chemise down my arms and out of his way as he continued exploring the shivering surface of my skin. He nuzzled the space between my breasts, then turned his head and tongued my right nipple until it was fully erect. He closed his hot, wet mouth over it and sucked it deep into his mouth. I cried out at the sudden, intense assault of pleasure and pain and clutched the front of his shirt with both bound hands, yanking at the fabric until his buttons broke away. Oblivious, he tongued and suckled me, the suction of his mouth tensing an invisible wire of delight that seemed to vibrate through my whole body from top to bottom. When he moved to my other nipple, to pluck at it with his teeth and lavish the same kind of affection, I rocked against his mouth, whimpering shamelessly, blind to everyone watching us play.
    He stopped to roll his eyes up and find me. “I enjoy your company, Lucky, and I like it that you speak your mind, and that you have a mind to speak. But I think I love those sounds you make even more.”
    I made those sounds while he teased and suckled me. I continued to make them as he peppered his kisses and gentle bites down over my ribs and belly. He circled my navel with his tongue, dipping it in briefly, then lowered his head to nudge my legs apart and nuzzle the quivering flesh on the insides of my thighs. I tried to close my legs to him but he clamped his hands over my knees and forced my legs farther apart. I whimpered at the realization that only the bulk of Tiberius’s body kept me from being on full, shameless display to the others.
    He licked along my lower belly, then snuffled along my damp slit before flicking his tongue against my most sensitive part. I shivered against him, but my bounds hands got in his way, so he stopped to slip them over his head so they rested on the back of his neck. That put him right up against my body. He gave me a feral look and a biting kiss before lowering his head and lapping between my legs once more, his tongue darting out to scrape inside all my sore, wanting wetness. I cried out and tried to squirm away before I climaxed for the entertainment of all those who watched us, but he slid both hands under my bottom, forced my legs as far apart as he could, and licked me front to

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