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The Complete Slut (M/F Billionaire Erotica Series 3 Story Bundle)

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This hot and naughty erotica bundle collects all three stories in the Perfect Slut series: over 19.000 words of NC-17 rated M/F billionaire erotica.

The crazy, sexy, raunchy relationship between waitress Sarah Cole and dominant diamond billionaire Desmond Fox starts with a wild fuck in the kitchen, spanking and hot oral sex under his desk, and ends with a no-holes-barred eleven man gangbang…

Are you along for the ride?

Book 1: The Perfect Slut
Sarah doesn’t really fit in at the Diamond King’s debutante ball. The scene is like something from Cinderella: rich girls in white dresses and dazzling jewelry, smooth-shaven men in black tie, dancing and drinking and debauchery. Unfortunately, Sarah is not Cinderella. She’s the waitress.

What she doesn’t know is that Desmond, the billionaire they call the Diamond King, isn’t looking for Cinderella at all. He’s looking to find the perfect slut. And Sarah is going to give up a lot more than a shoe tonight…

Warning: this 3.200 word story contains dirty talk, wet underwear, spanking, knee-trembling lust and smoking-hot sex. Adults only!

Book 2: Taming The Slut
After her first, incredibly erotic encounter with diamond billionaire Desmond Fox, Sarah can’t stop thinking about him. She’s thrilled when he summons her back to his office – to serve drinks for a party of businessmen, clad only in her stockings and heels. But that’s not all that Sarah is going to serve tonight…

Warning: this 4.200 word story contains dirty talk, hot oral sex, nudity, group fondling, ice cube play, and smoking-hot sex.

Book 3: Training The Slut: Naked Sushi Buffet (MMMMM/F Dominance and Submission Gangbang Erotica)
When sensual, submissive Sarah is ordered to come to dinner by the dominant Desmond Fox, she has no idea that she’ll be serving as the table. He introduces her to the kinky Japanese practice of nyotaimori: eating sushi from the naked body of a woman. Her naked body.

Her silky-smooth, shaven body serves as a living sushi platter for a gathering of ten powerful businessmen. It takes hours for the men to eat all the sushi off her bare skin, while caressing her with their chopsticks and fingers. But when dinner is done, the men have worked up an appetite for more, much more…

Warning: this 12.000 word erotic story contains female masturbation, female shaving, female submission to a dominant male, exhibitionism, voyeurism, group fondling, nyotaimori or naked body sushi service, and a no-holes-barred mmmmmm/f gangbang with double and even triple penetration. Just how much can one woman take? Adults only!

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Training The Slut: Naked Sushi Buffet (The Perfect Slut Series #3)

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When sensual, submissive Sarah is ordered to come to dinner by the dominant Desmond Fox, she has no idea that she’ll be serving as the table. He introduces her to the kinky Japanese practice of nyotaimori: eating sushi from the naked body of a woman. Her naked body.

Her silky-smooth, shaven body serves as a living sushi platter for a gathering of ten powerful businessmen. It takes hours for the men to eat all the sushi off her bare skin, while caressing her with their chopsticks and fingers. But when dinner is done, the men have worked up an appetite for more, much more…

Warning: this 12.000 word erotic story contains female masturbation, female shaving, female submission to a dominant male, exhibitionism, voyeurism, group fondling, nyotaimori or naked body sushi service, and a no-holes-barred mmmmmm/f gangbang with double and even triple penetration. Just how much can one woman take? Adults only!

Excerpt:

She felt as though she was forging some sort of connection with these men, each time she felt a hand touch her so intimately. So far, the hands did not linger; they stroked briefly, caressed briefly, and then vanished from her field of view. Some men still used chopsticks. That felt very different; their touch was hard, wooden, firm. Less personal.

More sake was poured, and the amount of conversation increased. All Sarah heard was a low murmur of powerful voices.

One man – the blond Englishman, she saw with a glance from beneath her lashes – took a piece of seaweed-wrapped sushi from her inner thigh with his chopsticks. Then his chopsticks returned, not to grasp more food, but to stipple over her skin. A teasing, tantalizing touch. She thought he was trying her nerves, trying to see how she would react. It tickled, but she wasn’t going to move or giggle. She was not.

Did the men know that she had been ordered to remain absolutely still and silent? They could guess, perhaps, knowing Desmond. Knowing his power.

The chopsticks wandered over the skin of her thigh, where it had been laid bare, and she heard someone laugh.

“Only an Englishman would touch a woman with sticks instead of his hands,” a dark voice said from across her body. Sarah thought the accent sounded Arabic.

“Much can be achieved with a simple pair of chopsticks,” the cultured English voice said. “Allow me to demonstrate.”

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Taming The Slut (The Perfect Slut Series #2)

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After her first, incredibly erotic encounter with diamond billionaire Desmond Fox, Sarah can’t stop thinking about him. She’s thrilled when he summons her back to his office – to serve drinks for a party of businessmen, clad only in her stockings and heels. But that’s not all that Sarah is going to serve tonight…

 Warning: this 4.200 word story contains dirty talk, oral sex, nudity, public exposure, ice cubes, and smoking-hot sex. Adults only!

Read an excerpt:
Desmond thrust gently but inexorably into her mouth, while he talked about “shorting the market”, whatever that was, and the other male voices answered him. The buzz of sound was like a backdrop to her own private porn movie, that none of the others even knew was happening. That thought was unbearably thrilling.

She kept sucking and licking, and she was getting wet and more excited, but there was no relief. Her left hand was needed to support her as she knelt, and her right hand was on his cock. She wished she could have a hand free to tease herself, slide her fingers through her own juices, touch and rub herself into swollen readiness.

At the thought of touching herself while sucking him, Sarah moaned around his cock.

The voices above her head fell silent.

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The Perfect Slut (The Perfect Slut Series #1)

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Sarah doesn’t really fit in at the Diamond King’s debutante ball. The scene is like something from Cinderella: rich girls in white dresses and dazzling jewelry, smooth-shaven men in black tie, dancing and drinking and debauchery. Unfortunately, Sarah is not Cinderella. She’s the waitress.

What she doesn’t know is that Desmond, the billionaire they call the Diamond King, isn’t looking for Cinderella at all. He’s looking to find the perfect slut. And Sarah is going to give up a lot more than a shoe tonight…

 Warning: this 3.200 word story contains dirty talk, wet underwear, spanking, knee-trembling lust and smoking-hot sex. Adults only!

Excerpt:

 No, the kitchen was not quite empty. The security guard she’d noticed earlier was there, too, leaning against the oven and looking her up and down. His eyes probed her like laser beams. What was his problem, anyway? She hadn’t done anything and …man. His gaze was doing things to her. Excitement sizzled up and down her spine.

Good security guys were supposed to blend in with the wallpaper and the potted plants, right? This guy stood out. She couldn’t even tell what it was that made him so arresting: maybe the cheekbones, or the fierce, hungry look in his dark eyes.

That was what had made her think ‘security’ in the first place: those eyes, scanning the crowd, didn’t look like the eyes of a bored rich man out to enjoy himself.

They were the eyes of a hunter.

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