The Billionaire's Son 7 : Equinox (A BDSM Erotic Romance) (Billionaire Erotica) Read Online Free PDF Page A

screen looking wanton and sexy. That's when my fingers slid between m y legs to stroke my aching sex.
    The handler led me to the side of the stage and down the stairs. My legs felt rubbery as w e walked along the paved pathway.
    He turned slightly toward me as the sound of music resumed. A new girl was dancing. "Are you ready for the box? Do you want the fuck box or the touch box?"
    I swallowed. "Definitely the touch box."
    The rubber-suited man grunted his disapproval. "I'll be standing guard. If anyone gets rough with you, they'll answer to me. Three more girls to go and then you're on."
    We approached the strange looking apparatus. It appeared to be an acrylic box, completely see-through. The handler helped me in and positioned me. I could barely move in the tight confines. I made sure my mask was secure before the handler closed the box and sealed me inside.
    The strange, seated position forced my legs to spread wide as I straddled a molded lump in the box. I could feel the cold night air brushing against my pussy as it was lined up with a hole in the box. My breasts were forced to press against the front of the cool plastic. I shivered as I wondered what I looked like in this insane display box.
    I heard, but couldn't see, the last three performances. When they ended, I could see the lighting in the arena section turn on. Still, I was bathed in darkness. I was beginning to wonder if I was forgotten, when the rubber-suited man approached the box again.
    "You're going to thank me for this."
    I jumped as a cold slippery object invaded my pussy. Trapped in the tight confines, I could not avoid it. A moment of panic ticked by until I realized the handler was liberally applying lubricant to me through the hole in the box. It was as clinical as a doctor's exam and yet I shivered with excitement as I felt the gloved finger work its way deep inside me. I groaned out loud as another finger poked at my back entrance. It slipped in easily , as the lube coated me generously.
    The rubber suited man spoke through the only hole visible in his entire costume . His voice was slightly muffled but still discernable , "They call this hold the bowling ball. It's popular here. Just relax and enjoy, baby."
    An intensity of sensation grew rapidly as the gloved fingers slid around inside me, filling both holes at once. A few more moments and I would have exploded all over those fingers. Instead, he withdrew his fingers, leaving me oddly bereft and yearning for more.
    He stepped away just before a spotlight blinded me . I could hear the distorted sound of the crowd cheering once again.
    As my eyes adjusted to the light, I could finally see past the plastic walls again . Men had lined up in front of me. I studied the crowd, nerves and anticipation kicking in, when the first man approached the box.
    It was Derek! My heart beat uncontrollably. Derek lifted his mask so that I could see his face. He was smiling playful ly. "I wish you could see yourself right now, Princess."
    Relief flooded through me . He wasn't angry. "Do I look ridiculous?"
    Derek chuckled. "Hardly."
    My pussy grew moist with desire. "Derek, I've been wanting you for hours. I can't think of anything but you touching me."
    Derek shook his head. "I'm not going to poke you through a hole, Princess - it's not my style. But fair warning, when we're through here, you won't be able to stop me."
    Disappointment coursed through me. "Are you going to stay and watch?"
    Derek laughed, " I think I'll skip that torture. Besides, I have to look for Elise. I've finally seen some women wandering around the grounds."
    I remembered m y encounter with Elise . "I can't believe that I almost forgot, Derek. I saw Elise. I spoke to her! She was angry - she said you better back off or she would get the senator or something to stop you."
    Derek suddenly looked somber. "So, she is here. I have to find her."
    A man in line suddenly shouted, "Quit holding up the line. Fuck her and move on!"
    Time was running