Theonlythingworsethanasexyex-boyfriendisasexyex-boyfriendwho
becamehugelysuccessful…
After breaking up with her slacker boyfriend, Jezebel starts her own matchmaking service,
guaranteedtofindanyone’sperfectsexualpartner.Butwhenherfirstbigclientturnsouttobeherex
(whosomehowshedhislackofambitionandbecameabillionaire),Jezzywillhavetoputasidetheir
historyinordertofindhimawife.Butwilloldfeelingsgetintheway?
Writtenbytheauthorofthebestseller
50 SHADES OF ALICE IN WONDERLAND
,
PUSSINBOOTS
featuresthe
same hysterical humor, heated sexual encounters, and romantic escapades readers have come to
demandfromMelindaDuChamp.
It’seroticaforsmartpeoplewholiketolaugh,justlikeyou.
FIFTYSHADES
of
PUSSINBOOTS
AnEroticFairyTaleforAdults
by
MelindaDuChamp
Contents
LittleJackHornerIsn’tsoLittleAnymore…
“Jack?”Jezebelstaredopenmouthedatherex-boyfriend.Whenshe’dhustledtotheappointmentthis
morning,Jezzyneverdreamedshe’drunintohim.Ifshe’dhadevenaninkling,shewouldhave…
Wouldhavewhat?
Losttenpounds?
Bleachedherhairblond?
Wornsomethingsexier?
Jezwasdressedinaminiskirt,butitmatchedherjacketandqualifiedasmoreprofessionalthan
provocative.Herheelsweren’tashighassherememberedJackliked,andherblousefitloosely,not
showingheramplebreaststotheirbestadvantage.
Hadsheknown,Jezzywouldhavedonesomethingtogirdherconfidence.Asitwas,shewascaught
completelyoffguard.“Whatareyou…Imean…you’remyclient?”
“TheBeanKing.Yeah.”Hegaveherasmile.Sameaseverwithhisstrongchin,twinklingeyes,and
perpetually amused expression, Jack looked good. Better than good. In fact, the outline of strong
shoulders and tight abs under his white button-down was enough to make Jezzy’s knees feel a little
rubbery.
“IgobythenameJohnforbusiness,”Jackcontinued,“whichisprobablywhyyoudidn’trealizeit
wasme.AlthoughJohnHornerisprettysimilartoJackHorner.”
“IthoughtthenamewasJohnHomer.Ireallyneedtotalktomyassistantabouthishandwriting.I
hadnoideatoday’sclientwasyou.”
“AndIhadnoideayou’retheforcebehindPlayingWithMatches.Soyoudidit,huh?Startedyour
ownbusiness?That’sawesome,Jez.”
Hiswordsfeltgood,butshewasfartooshockedtoappreciatethepraisefully.Jackhadbeenthe
most attractive, most exciting, and most fun guy Jezzy had ever dated. For a while, she’d imagined
they’dgetmarried.Butwithherambitious,entrepreneurialdreamsandhislaid-backhappy-go-lucky
charm,she’dfeltthey’dgrownapart.Aftertwoyearsofhotromanceinterspersedwithbitterfights,
she’dcalleditquits.
“Soyouaren’twaitingtablesanymore,Isee.”
Jacklaughed.“I’vebeenlucky.”
Jezzy glanced around his office. As big as her entire apartment, it was all leather and mahogany
andsoft,plushcarpet.Luxuryuponluxury.“Lucky?You’reamillionaire!”
“Billionaire,actually.Millionairesareso1980s.”
“Abillionaire.Andthat’snothingcomparedtoputtinganendtoworldhungerwiththoseamazing
giantbeansofyours.”
Jackbeamed.“Ihaveanewvarietythatwillfeedafamilyforamonth.I’malsomakingafortune
with my side business; Whole House Air Fresheners. Six people under one roof eating nothing but
beanscanputastrainontheclosestfamilies.”
Herethelazyboyfriendshe’dbelievedwouldn’tamounttoanythingwasahugesuccess,andJez
was still struggling to get her matchmaking business off the ground. She felt inadequate, and she
didn’tlikethatfeelingonebit.
“Iguessyouhaveeverythingyoucouldpossiblywant.”
“Noteverything.That’swhyIcalledPlayingWithMatches.Ihavemoney.Ihavemyphilanthropy.
I’mchangingtheworldforthebetter.ButIdon’thaveanyonetosharethatworldwith.Iwanttofind
someone special, Jezzy. A wife. And the extra, uh, sexual guarantees your service makes really
arousedmycuriosity.”
“Youwantyourwifetoalsobeyoursexualsoulmate.”
“Justlikeyourcompany’smotto.”
“Yes.We’llfindyoursexualsoulmate,soyouwon’thavetomasturbate.”
“Cute.Anditrhymes.”
“Wehadanotherverse,withlonerandboner,butitwasn’tascatchy.”
Jackleanedforward.“Youcanreallydothat?Findmysexualsoulmate,Imean?”
“Ican.PlayingWithMatchesisauniquecombinationofdatingserviceandsextherapy.Sometimes
ittakesafewtries,butmyspeciallydesignedcompatibilityalgorithmcombinedwithmyextensive,
hands-onapproachtosexualtherapyqualifiesmeto—”
“Hands-on?”Hearchedhisbrows.
“I facilitate things between a couple. Make sure sexual communication is present from the very
beginningoftheirrelationship.”
“Youalwayswereamazinginbed.Notthatwewereactuallyinbedverymuch.”Hegrinned.“I’m
sureyou’rereallygoodatthisjob.”
Jezzycouldfeelaflushmovingupherneck.“Thankyou.”
“WhichiswhyI’msorryIcan’tuseyourservice.”
What?
Foramoment,Jezzyjuststared.Hewasn’thiringher?“Butisn’tBigCockBillionaireMagazine
doingacoverstoryonyourwifehunt?”
BigCockBillionaireMagazine,asanyreasonablepersonimmersedinpopculturecouldexpect,
wasthebiggestpublicationintheworld.
“Yes,acoverstory.ItwillbepartofthePrinceCharming’sBallsissue.Theonefeaturingthebig
partieshisfatherthrowsforhim,andtheprince’sintimategroomingtips.There’sabigonecoming
up,youknow.Aparty,thatis.”
Jezzyknewallabouttheball.She’devenreceivedaninvitation.Unfortunatelyshehadn’tlandedthe
joboffindingPrinceCharmingawife,hisfatherinsteadinsistingoninvitingalleligiblefemalesto
theballandmarryinghissonoffthatnight.Alittlebackward,tobesure,butthatkindofcourtship
wascommoninthelandoffairytales.Loveatfirstsightandrushedweddingsledtohappilyeverafter
intheseparts.Itwastheperfectplacetobeamatchmaker.
“Iwasreallyhopingtohavefoundmywifebeforetheball.Iknowtimeistight,seeingthattheball
istonight,butI’lljusthavetofindanothermatchmakingservice.Anyrecommendations?”
“Recommendations?”
He was kidding, wasn’t he? Prince Charming was big in fairytale world, but Jack was the Bean
King. And whoever landed the Bean King as a client would have not only exposure in Big Cock
BillionaireMagazine,butprobablytelevisionspots,abookdeal,opportunitiesmoneycouldn’tbuy.
Playing With Matches would be a huge success overnight. Jezzy needed this job. And besides, Jack
findingamatewithoutherinputjustfeltwrong.
“Youhavetohireme,Jack.”
Jackshookhishead.“Idon’tthinkitwillwork.I’mafraidwehavetoomuchofahistory.”
“Toomuchofa—”Jezzycouldn’tbelievethis.Everythinghingedonherlandingthisclient,and
hereherhistorywithJackwaspreciselythethingthatwouldsinkher?“Ourhistoryisanadvantage.
Afterall,whoknowsyoursexualtastesbetterthanIdo?”
Jackstrokedhischin,thesexylightstubblemakingaraspingsoundagainsthisfingertips.“Idon’t
know,Jez.Ihavereservations.”
“Tellmewhattheyare.I’msureIcanwaylayanyworriesyouhave.I’mgreatatthisjob,Jack.It’s
mycalling.Iwillfindyouthewomanofyourdreams.Iwillmakesuresheknowshowtokissyou,
howtoswirlhertonguearoundyou,howtotakeyoudeepinside,andevendothingsyou’venever
evendreamedabout.”
“Uh,ImeantIhavereservationsforlunch.Ifyouwanttoargueyourcase,youcandinewithme.”
The restaurant was within walking distance, a very upscale place with linen table cloths, flowers,
snootywaiters,andthecrème-de-la-crèmeofsocietyasguests.Jezzyallowedthewaitertoswoopthe
whitenapkinacrossherlap,gratefulshe’ddecidedtowearaclassyskirtandconservativeblousefor
thepotentialclientinterviewinsteadofsomeofthemorerisquéoutfitsshesavedforlatersessions,
justincasealittlefacilitationwasneeded.
After a waiter took their orders and brought them wine, Jezzy looked Jack straight in the eye,
tryingtothinkofhimasjustanotherclientshewastryingtohelp.
“HowcanIconvinceyouourhistorywon’tgetinthewayoffindingyourperfectmatch?”
Jacktookaslowsipofwine,studyingherovertherimofhisglass.“ShowthatIdon’tstillturn
youon.”
“What?”
“Convincemeyoucancontrolyourselfinastimulatingsituation,andI’llgiveyouachancetofind
metheperfectwife.”
Jezzyfoughttokeepfromrollinghereyes.“Icancontrolmyself,Jack.I’matrainedprofessional.”
“Thenproveit.”Hemotionedtothewaiter,andthemanbroughthimawhiteboxtiedwithapink
bow.JackhandedittoJezzy.“Openit.”
Curiositygrowing,sheslippedoffthelid.Insidewasahunkoftranslucentpinkrubberandshaped
like a butterfly with four straps stretching from its wings. Only instead of six legs dotting its
underside,thisbutterflyhadafourinchrubberpenisthrustingfromitscenter.
Jezzystaredattherubberbutterfly.Therewasonlyonethingitcouldbe.“Avibrator?”
“Aremotecontrolledvibrator,”Jacksaid,holdingupsomethingthatresembledakeyfobforhis
car.
Jezzyglancedaroundtheposhrestaurant.Theoldercoupletotheirrightwhisperedpolitelyasthey
atetheirsoupwithnoteventhehintofaslurp.Thetableoffour,grayedbusinessmendrankmartinis
and discussed the stock market. A dowager and her daughter ate in silence behind them, the proper
amountofdisdainintheirexpressions.“Andyouwantmetowearthis?Here?”
“Yes.Ifyoucanremainprofessionalthroughoutourlunch,I’llhireyoutofindmeawife.”
Jez blushed. That scoundrel! Did he hope he could embarrass her? Was this payback for her
breaking up with him? Well, maybe Jack had forgotten, but she was not one to back away from a
challenge.Andwiththesuccessofherbusinessontheline,Jezzywoulddowhateverittooktomake
himherclient.
“Pieceofcake.”Shepickedupthebox,excusedherself,andfoundtheladies’room.Thebathroom
attendantsmiledatherandheldthedooropen,glancingdownattheboxinherhand.
“Thanks,”Jezzysqueaked,tryingherbesttohidethebrightpinkbutterfly.Oncesafelyinsidethe
privacyofastall,sheloweredhersilkthong,hikedupherskirt,andtookthebutterflyfromthebox.
Thestrapswereeasyenoughtofigureout,fittingaroundherhipsandbuttockslikeaharness,and
thevibratoritself…
Shespread her thighsand fitted thedildo portion between herfolds, swirling itaround a little to
moistenitwithherjuices.Thensheslidithome.
The rubber shaft wasn’t long, but it was thick enough to make her feel deliciously full, and the
butterfly’sheadandantennanuzzledhersensitivebud.Shetightenedthestrapstokeepitinplace,then
pulledupherthong,smootheddownherskirt,tippedthecuriousattendant,andreturnedtothedining
room.
Jackwatchedherapproachthetableandsit,aslygrinspreadingoverhislips,themischiefinhis
eyesalmostundoingherrightthere.“Readytocontinue?”
“Ready,”shesaid,notsureintheleast.
Ithadbeenawhilesinceherlastorgasm.Whileitwasherbusinesstomakesurethatclientsfound
fulfillment,sexualandotherwise,she’dhadlittletimeforherown.Inotherwords,Jezwasbrimming
withhorniness,andJackhadn’teventurnedonthevibrator.
Alreadyofftoabadstart.
Hesettheremoteonthetable,andJezzyglancedatitnervously,thenmadeeyecontactwithhim.
Sheletoutalong,slowbreath,thensettledintoworkmode.Shewasaprofessional.Shecoulddothis.
“Okay,yousayourhistorywillhelpyoudoyourjob.Sotellme,Jez,whatkindofwomandoyou
thinkwouldbemysexualsoulmate?”
Assheopenedhermouthtoreply,Jackpressedthebuttonontheremoteandturnedthedial.
Alowbuzzquiveredagainsthermostsensitiveplace,sendinglittleshiversofpleasurethroughher.
Thevibrationtickledoverheranddelvedintoher,thesensationsfeedingoffeachother.Jeztriednot
to gasp. She crossed her legs. Realizing the position only increased the butterfly’s contact, she
uncrossedthem.
“Sowhatdoyouhaveforme,Jez?”Jackprompted,thosedamneyestwinklingwithsuchmischief.
Jezzytensedherthighs,forcingherselftoremainstill.
“Um,youneedsomeonewhoisadventurous.Whoisn’tafraidoftryingnewthings.”
“Good. Yes, that’s important to me.” Jack turned the dial up and the vibrations intensified. “What
else?”
Jezebelbittheinsideofhercheektooffsetthetendrilsofdelightdancingbetweenherlegs.She’d
grownwetveryquickly,andshecouldsmellhermuskyarousal.ShehopedJackcouldn’t.
She took a deep breath, focusing on Jack’s question. “What else? Uh, someone who is intuitive.
Who can read what you want. From your body language, the sounds you make, your facial
expressions…youreyes.”
Jezebellookedintothoseeyesnow.Jack’schocolatebrowngazeseemedtobemeltingintohers.
She suddenly had vivid memories of seeing those eyes watching her as she sat on top of him, her
breasts bouncing, nipples stabbing the air. Even now, she could feel his thick, hard length thrusting
upwardinsideofher,fillingherwithneed,vibrating…
She tore her focus away from him. She needed to get a hold of herself, before she lost it and
screamedoutherbuildingpleasureinfrontofthewholerestaurant.
“Areyouokay,Jezebel?”heasked.
Jezzyfeltherpantiesgrowevenwetter.Theywerenearlysoaked.“I’mfine,Mr.Horner.”
“Oh,Mr.Horner.Niceprofessionaltouch.”
“Likethat?”
“Asmuchaswatchingyourbeautifulfacewhileyou’refightinganorgasm?Notquite.”
“IthoughtyouwantedtohearaboutwhatkindofwomanIthinkyouneed.”
“I’mlistening.”
He put the dial up to the next setting. The vibration became unbearable, and loud enough that the
peoplesittingatsurroundingtablesmustbeabletohear.Jezzysquealedalittle.She’dbeguntobuck
and squirm against the butterfly, involuntarily, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold out
muchlonger.
“Shedoesn’thavetobebeautiful,butthatwouldn’thurt.Sheneedstoliketolaugh,tohavefun.She
mustlovetosuckcock.”
The last sentence came out a touch too loud, and the table of businessmen all turned to stare.
Severalsmiledherway,asiftheycouldseeherarousalorwereimagininghersuckingtheircocks.
“That is indeed important,” Jack said. “I remember you used to actually come when you were
suckingmycock.Doyourememberthattoo,Jez?Whatitwasliketohavemycockinyourmouth?”
Jezzy’slipsparted.Sheimaginedhismanhooddanglinginfrontofher,andwantednothingmore
thantotakehimdeepintoherthroat.Butadmittingsowouldbeadmittingdefeat.
“Thisisn’taboutme,Mr.Horner.ButIcertainlycanfindawifeforyouwhowillenjoyit.OroneI
couldteachtoenjoyit.”
“Excellentanswer.Whatelse,Jez?”Hetwistedthedialtothenextsetting.
Jezebel held her breath for a moment, fighting off the unbearable pleasure. This was cruel and
unusualtorture.Whycouldn’thejusttrustherforheaven’ssake?Mustshereallyendurethisterrible
littletest?
Herfrustrationlevelmounted,andstrangely,herangerwasonlyservingtomakeherarousalmore
unbearable.JezebeltriedtorememberthesillyfightssheandJackhadduringtheirrelationship.Only,
she couldn’t really remember what the fights had been about, but what she did remember was the
incrediblemake-upsex.Thewild,animalistic…
Shebitherbottomlipandsqueezedhereyesclosed,forcingherpelvistostoprocking.Herskin
was burning up. Her breasts felt heavy, heaving, her nipples tight. She sensed that not only the
businessmenwerewatchingnow,buttheoldercouple,too.Pleasedon’tletmecomenow.Please,oh
please.
“Youweresaying?”
“They have to enjoy coming, having you lick them, penetrate them in all different positions,
experimentwithtoysandotherkinkyfun.Andtheycan’tbeashamedtobenakedandaroused,evenin
public.”Jezzywantedtobenakednow,tohavealltheserespectabledinersintherestaurantseeher
distendednipples,thewetnesssoakingherthong,watchingherbreastsbounceassheplungedupand
downonJack’s—
“Jezzy,that’saterrificobservation.You’renotashamedtobearousedinpublic,areyou?”
“No.”
“Soyouwouldn’tbeembarrassedifIaskedyoutohikeupyourskirtandspreadyourlegssoIcan
haveabetterlook.”
Jez set her jaw, and then did what Jack asked. Not only did he look, but almost everyone in the
restaurantwasstaring.
“It’sajobinterview,”Jacktoldthem.“Sheisn’tallowedtocome,eventhoughI’mcontrollingthe
vibratorinherpanties.See?”
Heturnedituphigher.Jezzyrefusedtomove,eventhoughascarletblushcoveredherentirebody.
“Fortheremainderoftheinterview,Jezebel,wouldyoumindputtingyourhandsinsideyourshirt
andpinchingyournipples?Youknow,sincethisisstrictlyprofessional?”
Throughclenchedteethsheanswered,“Ofcourse,Mr.Horner.”
Sheslippedherhandsinsidehersilkblouseandintothecupsofherbarely-therebra.Herfingers
quickly found her taut nipples and tugged on them, intensifying the ache between her legs. Her
orgasmwassocloseshewasreadytoscream.
“Jezebel?”
Jack’svoicebroughtherbackfromtheedge.Sheforcedhermindtoherbusiness,tothespreadin
BigCockBillionaireMagazine,toanythingotherthanJackandtheheatandthehungrythrobbetween
herlegs.“I’vealreadystartedyourprofileandhaveafewsuitablecandidatesinmind.Icanfindyour
perfectmatch,Jack.Trustme.”
“Andyoudon’twantmeforyourownanymore?”
Jezshiftedherhips,tryingtokeepherselffrombearingdownagainstthetremors.“No.Ijustwant
todomyjob.”
“Sweet Buddha on a cinnamon roll!” One of the ogling businessmen had soaked the front of his
own pants and was wiping himself with a napkin. The old couple nearby were holding hands, the
woman’seyesclosed,themanwithhishanddownherpants.
“Watching you is making me hard, Jez. Really hard. We could go into the bathroom. You could
suckmycock.Icouldfuckyou.Youcouldcome,beasloudasyouwant.”
Didshewantto?Sheneededto.Whatshewouldn’tgivetofeelhimthrustingupintoher,bringing
hersweetrelease.“Ijustwanttodo…myjob.Findyou…wife.”
“But we’ve had so many good times, since that night that you took the beans off my erection.
Remember?”
Ofcourse,sheremembered.Shecouldfeelhissofttipnow,taste…
No,no,no…
“That’s…behindus,Jack.Itdidn’tworkout.”
“Butmaybeitcould…”
Herskirtwasaroundherwaistnow,andshecouldseedinerscraningtheirneckstogetaglimpse
betweenherlegs.Sheglanceddownandspottedthepinkbutterflyemergingfromtheconfinesofher
skimpythong,infullviewofhalftherestaurant.WithoutpromptingfromJack,she’dbeguntopinch
hernipplesharder,surrenderingtothepleasure.
“We could put on a show right now for all of them,” Jack said, his voice soft, teasing, tempting.
“Justthinkhowgoodthatwouldfeel,howright…”
Jezzy’sorgasmhovered,justwithinreach,drawingher,powerfulasJack’sentreaties.
No. She couldn’t give in. She’d worked so hard. She had to prove herself. She couldn’t fail.
Forcingherfacetorelax,shesaid,“It’soverJack.ButIcanhelpyoufindtruehappiness.”
Jackstaredatherforalongmoment,thenonceagain,heraisedthedevice.
Oh,please!Nomore,please!Ican’ttakeit.Pleasedon’tturnthisinfernaldeviceonhigher.Jezebel
feltclosetotears.Shecouldn’tbelieveshe’dlastedthislong,herwholebodywaspulsing,andifJack
turned the device one notch higher, she would explode into screaming orgasm. There would be no
moreholdingback.
Jack’sfingerpresseddown…
Andturnedthedeviceoff.
Thankheavens!Jezebelblewoutasighofrelief.
“I’mimpressedJezebel.Youreallyremainedprofessional.Youstayedincontrol.”
“Thankyou,Mr.Horner.”
“Iguesswhateverwasbetweenushasnopoweroveryounow,andyouareintheperfectposition
tofindmeawife.”
Jezzy nodded, her whole body buzzing too hard for her to form thoughts, or words, or
unintelligiblesound.
“There’s one more thing.” Jack motioned to the waiter, and he brought another box to the table.
White and tied with a big pink ribbon as the last had been, this one was two feet long and one foot
wide.
Jezebel swallowed. Her pussy throbbed with need, clenching, and somewhere deep inside, she
hopedthepackagecontainedadildoasbigastheboxitself.“Whatisthis?”
“Somethingtohelpyouserviceme.Imean,providethismatchmakingserviceforme.Ithinkthey
willhelpyoudoyourjob.”
“They?”
“Openit.”
Jezebeluntiedthepinkribbonandliftedthebox’slid.Insidewasapairofblack,leatherboots.Not
regularboots,butsexyoneswithspikeheelsthatstretchedtomid-thigh.
“I’dloveitifyou’dwearthem,Jezzy.”
She tore her attention from the sexy footwear and focused on Jack. “I thought things were over
betweenthetwoofus.”
“Theyare.Youjustprovedit.”
“ThenIdon’tunderstandwhyyouwantmetowearthese.”
“This isn’t about you and me. I want you to show my future wife what turns me on,” Jack said,
staringdownatherbunchedupskirt,drenchedthong,andthemoistureglisteningonherinnerthighs.
“And I’d appreciate it if you’d skip the panties, too. There’s nothing sexier than a bare puss and
boots.”
SnowWhiteIsn’tasPureasSheLooks…
An hour later, wearing the sexy boots and nothing under her skirt, Jezebel emerged from the
restaurant’srestroom,theremote-controlvibratorstashedinsideherpursenexttothetabletcomputer
sheusedtorunherdatingalgorithms.
Unfortunately,aftereatinglunchandthenfresheningup,shehadn’thadtimetosatisfyherself,and
hersensitiveareasweresoaroused,Jezfeltasifthebutterflywasstillinplace.
“Readywithmyfirstmatch?”Jackasked,holdingthedooropen.
Jezzywalkedoutintothesun,coolairswirlingupunderherskirtandinspiringchillstoraceover
herskin.“We’remeetingherattheBrothersGrimmCountryClub.”
“Isthataprivateclub?”
“No.TheBrothersGrimmareinthepublicdomain.”
“Hmm.Thatsoundspromising.”Jack’sgazeskimmedupJezzy’slegsandoverherskirt,pausing
onherprim,professionalblouse.
AflushofheatfollowedJack’sroamingeyes,andJezzy’snippleshardenedinresponse.
“I’veheardrumorsthatthere’sanewall-nudityruleatthecountryclub,”hesaidwithalittlesmile.
Jezzyswallowedintoadrythroat.Inherhastetosetupthemeeting,she’dforgottentheclub’snew
rules.Notthatitmattered.Jackwastheretolookforasexualsoulmate.Nuditywasboundtohappen
inthatkindofsearch.
Atleastifyouweredoingitright.
“Agroupofeccentricswhomadetheirfortuneindiamondminingboughttheplace,”Jezzymused.
“Theyhaveaninterestingvision.”
Jackfocusedonhererectnipples,pokingoutthroughtheconservativeattire.Hegrinned.“Soit’s
true?Nooneisallowedtowearclothes?”
“It’strue.Theatmospheremighthelpyougettoknowyourfuturewifeasquicklyaspossible.”
“Stripawayourdefenses?Bareour,uh,souls?Goodidea.”
“I told you I know my job. I’ll find you a wife who is the perfect sexual fit for you. You’re not
goingtoregrethiringmeforthis,Jack.”
“I’m sure I won’t. And I can’t wait to start the process. Now come with me. We’ll take my
motorcycle.”
HeledhertoabeautifulbikeparkedinfrontoftheBeanKingoffices.Allgleamingchromeand
powerfultwinengines,themotorcyclewasn’tamodelJezhadeverseenbefore.
“It’sbeautiful.”
“Thanks.Ifigureitwillgivemyfuturewifeareasontograbmeandholdon.Shallwe?”
“Uh, we? You want me to ride with you?” Jez glanced down at her skirt, painfully aware of her
nudityunderneath.
“Weneedtogettothecountryclub,right?Youknow,transportation?Isthereaproblem?”
“No, no, of course not.” If he hadn’t remembered she was no longer wearing panties, Jez wasn’t
goingtobringitup.She’djusthavetofindawaytomakeitwork.
Jackgaveheraneonpinkhelmet,pulledonhisownslick,silvermodel,andhoppedonthebike.
Jez hiked up her skirt as much as she dared and slung a leg over, settling behind him. She was
relieved to find the black leather seat curved upward in the back enough to hide her bottom. Of
course,italsocradledherbetweenthelegsandtiltedherforward,hernipplesbrushingJack’sback.
I’mheretodoajob,shetoldherself.Nottogetoff.Andnottogetbacktogetherwithmyex.I’ma
pro.Icanhandleanything.
Jack started the bike’s engine, and it growled to life, making things so much worse. Jezzy’s seat
cuppedhermoundlikeawarmvibratinghand,threateningtosendherovertheedge.Shetightened
hergriparoundJack’swaistandbitherlipinanattempttostampdownherrocketingarousal.
“Ooooh,”shemoaned.
“Allrightbackthere?”Jackturnedhisheadtowardher.
“I,uh,havejustneverbeenonamotorcyclelikethisonebefore.”
“I had it custom made to massage your most sensitive areas. I mean, a woman’s most sensitive
areas.Notyouinparticular.Butdoyoulikeit?”
“It’s quite comfortable, yes.” Although comfortable wasn’t the right word. More like exquisite
torture.Theremotecontrolvibratortestmightbeover,butthatdidn’tmeanJezzycouldgiveupher
professional demeanor. Grabbing hold of a client and screaming out endless orgasms was not
generallyacceptablebehaviorwhiletryingtofindhimawife.
Jack started the bike, and they were off, the twin engines roaring loud enough to mask Jezzy’s
involuntary moans. Each tiny bump and dip in the road shot through her like a lightning bolt, and
moisturehadbeguntotrickledownherthighs.Jackdidn’tseemtonotice,eventhoughhedidkindof
revtheenginemorethannecessary,andsortofwentoutofhiswaytohitpotholes.
Ataredlight,whenJezebelwasaboutreadytoscream,Jackturnedhisheadandsaid,“So,tellme
aboutthewomanwhomightbecomemywife.”
“She’s…um…renownedforherbeauty.Skinaswhiteassnow,lipsasredasrubies.Hairasblack
asnight.Apussysotightshecancrackwalnuts.Seriously,peoplefrommilesaroundvisitherwhen
theyhavejarstheycan’topen.Hermusclecontrolisextraordinary.”
“Andshe’s…adventurous?”
“Ofcourse.Myalgorithmratesherninety-six-percentcompatiblewithyou.”
“Isthatgood?”
“I designed the system when we were still dating, and you and I are only fifty-five-percent
compatible.Soyousee?Trustme,andI’llfindyouamatewho’sperfectforyou.”
“Itrustyou,Jez.”
Theshiverthatpepperedherskinhadnothingtodowiththevibrationsfromthebike.Andthinking
backtowhentheyweretogether,Jezhadtoadmitthathe’dalwaysbeensupportiveofherfantasies,
whethertheyweresexualorambitious,evenwhenhe’dhadfewambitionsofhisown.
When they finally arrived at the nudist commune, Jezebel was thankful to finally climb off the
motorcycle.Herpussythrobbedandachedforrelease.Thecontinuousstimulationhadherclinging
to the edge, and she was grateful for a moment to compose herself before they entered the huge,
wroughtironcountryclubgates.
Thatmomentnevermaterialized.
“Mr.Horner!Ms.Jezebel!WelcometotheBrothersGrimmCountryClub.”
Asmallfellowwithabigsmilesteppedoutoftheguardhouseflankingthegates.Abearddraped
overhisbelly,brushinghislarge,uncircumcisedmanhood.
“I’mRumpleforeskin,atyourservice.”
Withawaveofhishand,thebarrierswungopen,andJezandJacksteppedinside.
Green lawns rolled, surging over hills and plunging into valleys, smooth as a woman’s curves.
Boxwood dotted the path leading to the golf course, their plush evergreen foliage sculpted into
phallicshapesandfamousnudes.Davidhere.Athree-dimensionalBirthofAphroditethere.AMona
Lisa,toplesswithnippleclamps(maybethat’swhatshe’dbeensmilingaboutthesepastfivehundred
years.)Birdssangglorioustunes,butoldonesthatdidn’trequirelicensingfees.Thescentofroses
perfumedtheair.EverywhereJezzylooked,therewasbeautyandafeastforthesenses.
Itwasquiteanimprovementfromtheoldcountyclub,whichwasmodeledafterasewagetreatment
plant, and had a staff that slapped guests and called them rude names, like “Sir Sucks-At-Life” and
“MissFartArse”.Howthatplacehadeverfoundinvestors,Jezcouldn’timagine.
“Whatyou’vedonewiththecountryclub,it’sbeautiful,”JezzytoldRumpleforeskin.
“Agreed,” said Jack. “They used to call me ‘Mr. Jack-Off-In-A-Corner.’ How did they ever find
investors?”
“Well,we’reundernewmanagement.”RumpleforeskinwinkedatJez.“Andonceyoutakeoffyour
clothes,you’llonlyenhancethebeauty,Ms.Jezebel.Butleavethebootson.They’resuperhot.”He
sniffed,hisnosezoningintohernetherregions.“It’snotmybusinesstopry,butyouseemincredibly
aroused.Doyouandyourhusbandneedtotakecareofbusiness?Youcanusemyoffice.”
“Oh,heisn’tmyhusband,”Jezzyquicklysaid.
“Well,youseemtobeontheveryvergeoforgasm.Wouldyoulikemetolickyou?Shouldn’ttake
morethanoneortwostrokes.”
Sheshivered.“Thankyoufortheoffer,butI’mhereonMr.Horner ’stime.”
Thedwarfnodded,thensniffedatJack’scrotch.“Youalsoseemuncomfortablyaroused.Icanoffer
youthesameserviceIofferedtheyounglady.Ihappentobegiftedinthatarea.”
Rumpleforeskinstuckouthistongueandtouchedittothetipofhisnose.Thenhelickedhisown
eyebrows.Thenhepartedhishairandtuckeditbehindhisears.
“Veryimpressive,”Jacksaid,“butI’mafraidweareinabitofarush.”
“Iunderstand.Anothertime,perhaps.”
Rumpleforeskin showed them to an undressing area next to the guard house and left them to
removetheirclothing.
Jezebelhadnevermindedbeingnude.Truthbetold,shelovedit,oftenthinkingsheshouldtakea
vacation at an all-nude resort once Playing With Matches got off the ground. But as she started to
unbuttonherblouse,shefeltalittlequiverinherbelly.
SheglancedatJack,whohadn’tevenstartedtoundress.“Somethingwrong?”
“Notatall.Justenjoyingtheview.”
He motioned at the landscaping outside the little changing hut, but Jezzy got the idea he wasn’t
reallyreferringtoboxwoodandgreenlawn.“Goahead,”hesaid.
She turned her attention back to her blouse. The buttons pulled free, lower and lower, until the
fabricparted,exposinghersheer,blackbra,hernipplesdarkshadowspokingoutagainstthewhite
curveofherbreasts.
“Here, let me.” Jack circled behind her. His fingers caressed her back, and then he slipped the
hooksfree,andslidthebraoffherarms.
Coolairswirledoverhersoftmoundsandteasedhernipplestoluridpeaks.
“Do you need help with the skirt?” Jack asked, his voice carrying a huskiness it hadn’t moments
before.
Jezzyswallowedhard.“I’vegotit.Youfocusonstrippingoffyourownclothes.”
Bare breasts swaying, she unhooked the waistband of her skirt with shaking fingers. Soon she
would be entirely exposed to Jack’s eyes. What’s more, he would be naked as well. And instead of
imagininghisstrong,surgingmember,asshehadintherestaurant,shewouldseeitrightinfrontof
her,closeenoughtoreachoutandtouch.
ShefacedawayfromJack,unclaspedtheskirtandlowereditoverherhips,downherthighs,over
herboots,thenwhenitwaspooledonthefloor,shesteppedfree.Shebentatthewaisttoretrievethe
garment.
Behindher,Jackgroaned.
Sheturnedaround.Hehadtakenoffhisshirtandtieandditchedhispants,wearingnothingnowbut
apairoftightboxerbriefsthatstretchedtocoverhisbulge.Hiseyesranoverherheavybreastsand
tinglingnipples,thenrandownherbellyandfocusedontheshavedspotbetweenherlegs.
“Youlookgood,Jez.Thatfirstviewfrombehindalmostundidme.”
Heralreadynervousstomachjumpedalittle.“Ithought…ImeanyouandI…”
“Arefinished.Yes,Igotthat.”Jackpushedthebriefsdownhislegs,andhismagnificenterection
sprang free. He looked down at its stiffness. “I’m sure this isn’t about you, exactly. I’m just, uh…
excitedtomeetSnowWhite.”
“Icanseethat,”Jezebelsaid,unabletopullhereyesawayfromhismanhood.Hisshaftwaslong
andthickandcordedwithveins.Andwhilealightdustingofhairsprinkledhischestandledlikea
trailoverhisbellyandtohisgroin,hisrootwassmooth-shaven,makinghimlookevenlarger,his
ballsswingingheavyunderneath.ButthethingthatdrovehermostinsaneaboutJack’scockwasthe
prominentridgeandlargehead,sofuntocirclewithhertongueandtakedeepintoherthroat.
Herlegsfeltlikerubber.Shelickedherlips,hermouthdry.“WeshouldfindSnowWhite.I’msure
she’seagertomeetyou.”
Jacknodded.“Right.Ican’twait.”
TheyemergedfromthechanginghutandfoundRumpleforeskin(althoughafterafewsecondsof
staring at Jezebel’s nudity, his foreskin wasn’t so rumpled) and he led them up the path toward the
golfcourse,treesandlovelyexoticflowersoneitherside.
Jezebelrememberedtheflowersthathadcalledtoheraftershe’dclimbedupthebeanstalkinher
last adventure. Robin the Puck had told her that the flowers would ravage her and make her come
over and over again with no respite. She’d met Jack on that adventure. And before she could catch
herself,hereyesslidtohim.
He’dbeenworkingoutalotandhismusclesrippledbeneathhisskinashewalked.Andthatstiff
rodwascallingtoher.Ifonlyshecouldslideontopofit…
Shesnappedhergazeaway.Stopit!You’reworkingforJacknow.Andthinkingabouthisbig,thick,
long,hardcockisonlygoingtomakeyouhornier.Youarenothereforyourself.You’reheretofind
Jackasuitablewife.You’reaprofessional.
Jezwonderedhowmanymoretimesshe’dhavetoremindherselfofthat.Lots,probably.Thenshe
willed herself to focus again on the flowers, wishing they were like Robin the Puck’s. If she was
goingtokeephercomposurearoundJack,sheneededtocome,andsoon.
Finallytheycametotheseventhhole,whereagroupplayedgolf.Well,ifhavingallmannerofsex
withoneanothercouldbeconsideredplayinggolf.Thereweresomenakedelves,acentaurwhowas
hunglikeahorse,ahorsewhowashunglikealargerhorse,alargerhorsewhowashungupside-
down from a tree, a guy named Hung whose name was hung around his neck, and several Pacific
Islanders. An elf who was receiving a blow job from another elf noticed them watching and gave
themawide,toothygrin.Hegiggled,hipsthrustinglikeajackhammer,hisbeardfloppingagainst
hisroundbelly.
Otherswereexperimentingwithgolfballsandclubs.Jezzyrecognizedthefourbusinessmenfrom
therestaurantteachingfourwomenhowtodrive,onlytheredidn’tseemtobeaballontheteeatall.
Orclubsinthewomen’shands,either.Infact,insteadofdriving,theyseemedtobegettingreadyto
teeoffamini-orgy.
Oneofthemmotionedforhertojoinin.
Andthestrangestthingaboutthescenewasthatallofthem,man,woman,andfairytalecreature,no
matterwhattheywereengagedin,weresinging(orhumming)amerrytune.
Mynextdoorneighbor,Dawn
Wassunbathingonthelawn
Shetookoffherswimsuit
AndIsawthecrackofDawn.
“Climb in the golf cart,” Rumpleforeskin said, motioning to a golf cart Jezebel had been too
distractedtonotice.“SnowWhiteiswaitingatthewaterhazard.”
Theyclimbedin,JackofferingJezebeltheseatbesideRumpleforeskinandjumpinginback.
Jezzyglanceddownatthecart’scontrolsandnoticedthedwarffeedinghismemberintoatubethat
juttedupfromthevehicle’sfloor.
Hesmiledupather.“We’veswitchedthewholecountryclubovertorenewableenergy.Thiscartis
allaboutsuction.”
“Suction?”
“Yeah,itsucksmycock.”
“Andhowdoesthatwork?”
“Well,Ifittheheadinhere,justlikethis,and…”
“Imean,howdoesthatpowerthecart?”
“Thecart?Itdoesn’t.Thecartrunsongasoline.Butbeingsuckedlikethissurerenewsmyenergy!”
Jezfrowned.“Arewegoingtohavetoputupwithmanymorestupidjokeslikethat?”
“Probably.Fortheremainderofthebook,I’mguessing.That’showwedistinguishourselvesfrom
alltheothereroticaoutthere.We’refunny.”
“Funnyisstretchingitabit.”
“Thistubeisstretchingitabit,too.”
“Notfunny.”
“Hmmph.I’dtellyoutoblowme,butthat’salreadybeingtakencareof.”
“Hey!”Jacksaid,confrontingthedwarf.“Bepolite.There’snoreasontobeshortwithher.”
Rumpleforeskinchuckled.Jezebelrolledhereyes.
Great.Twocomedians,onegolfcart.
Rumpleforeskin shifted into gear, and they bounced up the hill, the dwarf leering at Jezzy’s
bouncing breasts while thrusting in and out of the sucking attachment. His smart-assed comments
werereplacedbymoans,andJezwasn’tsureifthatwasanimprovementbecauseitonlyremindedher
thatshewasstillhorny.Bythetimetheyreachedthewaterhazard,Jezwassotiredofseeingothers
gainpleasure,shewastemptedtojumponthegearshift.
ButwhenRumpleforeskinstoppedthecart,Jezzy’sattentionwascapturedbyalovelyfemalevoice
humming.Sheforgotallaboutmanualtransmissionsandturnedtowardthesound.
There, between the trees, she could see the sun sparkling off the water hazard. But Snow White
wasn’tonthebanksplayinggolf,asJezhadhoped.Shewasinthewater,andnotplayinggolfatall.
Instead,sheappearedtobetakingabath.
JezebellookedatJack,whowasbeamingatSnowWhite.
“See?Itoldyoushewasbeautiful.”
“Andyoudidn’texaggerate.”Jack’sengorgedmembertwitchedatthesight.
SnowWhiteliftedherlovely,darkheadandlookedupatthem.Sheswirledsoapoverherbreasts,
givinghertautnipplesaparticularlygoodscrub.
“YoumustbeJackandJezebel.Sopleasedtomeetyou.Iapologizefornotbeingreadyyet.Being
thefairestofthemalltakesawholelotofwashing.IfIevengetabitofdirtunderafingernail,the
magicmirroronthewalldropsmedownadozenplaces.Ihaven’thadspaghettiinages.Toomessy.”
“Messy,”Jacksaid.“Indeed.Spaghettiisverymessy.Theyshouldblenditintoasmoothiesoyou
candrinkitwithastraw,thenitwouldn’tbemessy.Hehhehheh.”
JezebelhadneverbeforewitnessedtheloopygrinJackwore.Herheartsankalittle,butshelifted
herchinandgaveSnowWhiteabrightsmile.
“Noapologiesneeded.We’realittleearly,I’mafraid.Please,finishyourbath,andwe’llwaitfor
youhereonthebank.”
Snow White plunged into the water, and when she emerged, her snow white skin glistened. Her
lovely pink nipples jutted out, water dripping off their sharp peaks. Her long, coltish legs met at a
trimmedpussy,athinlineofglossyblackhairpointingthewaytohertightlittlenub.
AndwhenSnowstrodeoutofthehazardandwalkedtowardthem,herbreastsjigglingwitheach
stride,hernakedbeautywasenoughtomakeJezebelfeelalittledizzy.
“Impressivebounce,”Jacksaid.
“Thanks.”SnowWhiteglancedfromJeztoJack.“Soundslikeyou’reinthemoodforagameof
golf,Jack.It’sgreatfunthewayweplayithere.”
“Howaboutathreesome?”Jackasked,asawolfishsmilespreadacrosshisface.
“I don’t know a thing about golf,” Jezzy said, not sure she was up to remaining professional in
lightofwhatshe’dalreadyseenatthecountryclub.“Besides,thepointisforyoutwotogettoknow
eachother.”
“No,” Snow corrected. Slowly, she bent forward and poked a tee into the grass, exposing her
shapelyposteriorandsoftpinkfolds.“Thepointistogetaholeinone.”
“Fore!”Jackdeclared,steppingupbehindher.
Jezzy faded back from the couple, her facilitation skills obviously not required. She should be
pleased that Jack and Snow were hitting it off so well. They really were a perfect match, and the
exposureinBigCockBillionaireMagazinewasjustwhatPlayingWithMatchesneeded.WhatJezzy
needed.
SowhydoIfeelso…
Jealous?
AmIactuallyjealous?
Ofcoursenot.I’moverJack.Besides,Idon’tgetjealous.
“Youlookjealous,”Rumpleforeskinsaid.
“I’mcertainlynot.”
“I’menjoyingthetube,butifyouwantIcouldthrowyouone.”
“Throwmeone?”
“A little slap and tickle. A quick poke and stroke. Give you a good slogging. You’re quite a bit
taller,butmybrothergavemeapairofstilts.”
“Letmeguess,”shedeadpanned.“HisnameRumpelstiltskin.”
“No.HisnameisSteve.He’sanaccountant.Doyouknowwhyladiesloveaccountants?”
“Becausethey’regoodwithfigures.”
“What?No,becausetheycangettheirtaxesdoneforfree.Ladieshatedoingtaxes.Wantmetoget
thestilts?”
Jez watched as Jack reached out and caressed a hand over Snow White’s buttocks, then slid his
fingersbetweenherlegs.Hemovedthemupanddown,hishandshinywithherjuices,thenslipped
twodigitsdeepinside.“GottasayIloveawomanwithanopenstance.”
Snowwiggledbackagainsthim,spreadingherlegswider,andhecontinuedtoplunderherwithhis
fingers,hismemberjabbingherbacksideasifdesperatetojointhefun.
Despiteherself,Jezzyfoundherselfmoving,too,herhipsthrusting,matchingtherhythmofJack’s
hand.ShethrewadesperateglanceatRumpleforeskin,andheshrugged.
“Toolate.Icamewhilewatchingthem.They’reonehotcouple,aren’tthey?”
“Yes,”Jezzysaid,strugglingtomaintainaprimdemeanor.“Veryhot.”
“I could lick you if you’d like.” Rumpleforeskin stuck out his tongue and cleaned out some wax
fromhisleftear.
“That’sniceofyou,butI’mhereinasupervisorycapacity.”
“Supervisory?You’rewetterthanatadpoleinaFloridaswamp.”
“Justmindyourownbusiness,please.”
“Justtryingtobehelpful,”thedwarfsaid.
After what seemed like an eternity, Snow White finally finished placing the tee and straightened.
ShesidleduptoJackandpeereddownathismanhood.“Youseemtobereadytoplay.”
“Idon’thaveaclub,”hesaid.
SnowWhitetookhishardlengthinherhand,strokingdowntohistipthenbackuptohisroot.She
loweredherselftoherknees,hiscockrightatmouthlevel.“Whatdoyoumean?Yourwoodisright
here.”
“Oh,yes,”Jackmurmured.Asifoncue,hiscockflexedunderSnowWhite’shand.
Jezebelclappedahandoverhermouthtoholdinagroan.
“Buthowaboutgolfballs?Don’tweneedsomeofthose?”
“Youhaveacoupleofballsrighthere.Andtheyhavethecutestlittledimples.”
Snow lifted his stiff shaft, his scrotum hanging heavy beneath, and lathed long, fat licks along
Jack’squiveringsack.Thenshetookitfullyintohermouth.
Jezzysquirmed,imaginingtheweightofJack’stesticlesonhertongue,feelingthemtightenashis
arousalintensified.
Shewasgoingtoloseitforsure.
“Icouldstickmythumbupyourass,”RumpleforeskinsaidtoJez.“Ifyouwant.”
Sheignoredthelittleman.
“So maybe it’s time to play golf?” Jezebel called to Jack and Snow, her voice sounding a little
moreirritatedthansheintended.
SnowletJack’sballsfallfromherlipsandlookedupatJezzy.“Weareplayinggolf.Itoldyouthe
wayweplayitisfun.Waituntillater,whenwe’replayingthebacknine.That’swhenthedivotswill
starttofly.Wemightevenhavetopulloutthesandwedge.”
Jezzymadeaface,notquitesurewhatallthatmeantbuttooafraidtoask.
Jackwasbeaming.“Ilikethisgame,Jez.SnowWhiteisanamazingball-washer.”
“Thanks,Jack.”Snowwinkedupathim.“Ican’twaittocheckoutyourbackswing.”
Andthatshouldbethelastofthestupidgolfpuns,Jezhoped.
Jackwiggledhisbrows.“Sureyoucan’tjoinus,Jez?”
Jezzyshookherhead.Shedidn’twanttobeathirdwheel,andyetshewishedshehadn’tdismissed
thegamesoquickly.She’dreallyneverimaginedgolfcouldbesoexciting.Whereshecamefrom,
ballsandclubswere…well,ballsandclubs.Theanticsinvolvedinthegameatthisparticularcountry
clubwereunlikeanythingshe’deverseenbefore.Itwouldhavebeenfuntojoinin.
Butthisgamewasn’tforher.Jezzy’sfocushadtobeonJackandhisfuturewife.
Notonfun.
Andnotonherself.
SnowWhitewaslucky.Jackwashandsomeandripped,andhemadeKingMidaslooklikeapauper.
Andheusedtobemine.
Jezebel pulled her eyes away and sighed wistfully. The sexual chemistry between Snow and Jack
waspalpable.ProofthePlayingWithMatchesalgorithmsweredeadon.
Ishouldbehappy.
“Let’sgetonwiththegame,”cooedSnowWhite.“Ican’twaittoshowyoumyten-fingergrip.”
Ugh.Moregolfinnuendo.
BeforeJezzyhadachancetogrimace,SnowwrappedbothhandsaroundthebaseofJack’scock.
Twistingherhandsinoppositedirectionsonhisshaft,shemovedthemcloserandclosertohistip.At
thesametime,sheswirledhertongueoverhishead.Reachingtheend,shestartedtwistingbackdown,
hermouthtakingineachinchherhandsvacated.
Jackgroaneddeepinhisthroat.
Afterseveralminutesofthis,upanddown,upanddown,Snowranhertonguealongtheunderside
ofhisshaft.Whenshereachedhisballs,shegavethemafewmorekisses,thenstartedmovingback
uphislength.Whenshereachedhishead,shepartedherrubyredlips.
“Oh,yes,”Jackmoaned,pushinghimselfinside.
HotneedlickedatJezzyasshewatchedSnowtakeJackdeepintoherthroat.
JustlikeIimagineddoingattherestaurant.
“Ilovethewayyouchokedownontheshaft,”Jackmoaned.“Youreallyknowyourwayarounda
club.”
Shegrabbedhisbutt,onecheekineachpalm.Hercheeksgrewhollowasshesuckedhardonthe
headandJack’shipsbegantothrust.
“Oorsliiailooooaeft,”Snowsaid,hermouthfullofwood.
“Ibegyourpardon?”Jackaskedher.
“Shesaidyou’reslicingalittletotheleft,”Jezzyoffered.JezzyhadalwayslovedthataboutJack’s
driver.Ithitherrighteverytime.
Oh,dammit.NowI’mdoingthedumbpuns.
Asshewatched,Jezfeltwarmthtrickledownherinnerthighslikeliquidhoney.Shesqueezedher
legstogether,theachinginhercorealmosttoomuchtobear.Herfoldsfeltliketheywereswelling,
herwallsclenchingwithdesire.
“Well, it seems like you two are getting along smashingly already,” Jezebel smiled, gritting her
teethandstampingdownaspikeofenvy.Shewantedtobetheonewhowasbeingputted.Orbirdied.
Or bogied. Or anything at this point, no matter how stupid the golf joke was, as long as it was
pleasurable.
Butevenmore,sheneededtobesuccessfulatfindingJackawife.Theballwastonight,andshe’d
havetobeasuccessbythen.
Being the reason for Jack’s happy new engagement will certainly give my business unheard-of
credibility.NomatterhowharditistowatchJackhavesexwiththelovelySnow,Icandothis.
JackguidedSnowWhiteontoherbackinthegrass.Hekneltoverher,andashiverwentthrough
Jezzyasshewatchedhistonguegently,thenfirmlyflickoneofSnowWhite’snipples,thentheother.
Hebeganslowly,sensuouslysuckingeachnub,takinghistime.
Jezebelbracedherself.WatchingJackpleasureSnowmightbetoomuchforhertohandle.Herclit
pulsed steadily with unreleased need, and her nipples stretched straight out, announcing their desire
foralltosee.Herentirebodyfeltunbearablyhotandshewasbecominghornierbythesecond.So
hornythatshewasconsideringtakingRumpleforeskinuponhismanyoffers.Butwhensheturnedto
lookatthedwarf,shefoundhimasleeponthefrontseat,snoringsoftly.
Jack’s fingers reached the V between Snow’s legs and his middle finger slid between her folds,
slowly moving back and forth, then in little circles over her little pink clit. Jack lifted his gaze to
watchSnowWhite’sfaceashepleasuredher.HiseyeswereshiningwithdesireanditmadeJezebel
thinkofallthetimeshehadlookedatherlikethat.
Jezzy’sbreathscameshortandquick,herheartbeatliketheflutteringofbirdwingsinherribcage.
Hermountingpassionwasequaltoherrisingenvy,andtheconfusionwasmakingherheadspin.
AndwhenJackbroughthismouthbetweenSnowWhite’ssnowwhitethighs,Jezzycouldfeelthe
clenches of either an orgasm or tears or maybe both hover just out of reach. She tried to stay her
wigglingbottom,pretendingthatshecouldn’timagineexactlyhowJackwaslickingSnow,thrusting
histongueintoher,suckingandnippinghersensitivebud.
Snow’smoanswerealmosttoomuch.
Herscreamswereworse.
And finally when Snow was sated and Jack looked back up at Jezzy, his glistening smile was the
worstofall.
MemoriesfloodedJezebel,followedbyquestions.
WhathadhappenedtoherandJack?
Whyhadtheybrokenup?
Jezzyshookherhead,scoldingherselfinwardlyforfeelingnostalgiaaboutarelationshipthatwas
clearlyover.
“Takeaswing,”SnowWhitemoaned.“Ithinkyou’rereadytosinkthatholeinone.”
JackpositionedhimselfbetweenSnowWhite’smilkythighsandshewrappedherlegsaroundhis
waist.
JezzywatchedasJackslidhisenormousmanhoodintoher.Hebeganaslow,steadythrust,bracing
himselfwithhisarms.Plunging,thrusting,andallthewhile,keepinghiseyesgluedtoJezzy’sface.
Ohmygod,Icanfeelhisstrokejustasifhe’sdoingittome.
Thebreezepickedupjustthenandthemostdeliciousshivermovedoverherasitkissedhertaut
nipples.Shefeltherlipspart,andletoutasoftsigh.
Jack continued staring at Jez, his thrusts into Snow White becoming more frantic and urgent.
Suddenlyheslowedandmadeseveralshort,closelittlejabsintoher.
Jezzy knew what he was doing. He was probing Snow’s center of pleasure, as he’d done to Jez
manytimes.
Theeffectwasinstant.BothforJezebelandforSnow.
AscreambrokefromSnowWhite’slips.Jack’sgruntscouldbarelybeheardoverSnowWhite’s
cries.HegrippedSnow’screamywhitebottomandbeganapunishingthrust,drivingdeeplyintoher.
Jezzy’spussynowthrobbedandachedterribly.Shecouldn’thelprememberingallthetimesJack
had used that well-grooved swing of his to bring her to ecstasy. The way his rock hard cock felt
plungingdeepinsideofher,fillingher,demandingorgasmafterorgasm.
AndthenJack’sintensegazepenetratedJezebel,staringstraightintohersoul.
He’smakinglovetoher,butstaringatme.
ShewonderedwhatJackwasthinking.Topunishher?ToshowJezwhatshewasmissingsinceshe
dumpedhim?Orwashewatchingtomakesurethatshewasn’tgettingturnedon?He’dfireherina
secondifshewas,Jezwassure.Butbythelooksofit,hewasprettypleasedwithSnowWhite.Maybe
didn’tevenneedJezzy’sservicesanylonger.
Good.ThenI’vesucceeded.
But…
IfonlyIhadn’tfailedhiminourrelationship.
Ifonly—
“Jezebel!”Jack’svoicetorefromhisthroat.HegrippedSnow’shipsandplungeddeep,holdingon
ashisownorgasmrockedhisbody.
Hecalledmyname!Jezebelthought.
Whydidhecallmyname?
WhenJack’stremblingclimaxfinallyended,hisfacebecameslack.
“Yes,Jack?”Snowsaid.“Youwantsomething?”
“Wha…What?”hesaid,asifdazed.
“YoucalledforJezebel.”
“Idid?”
“Yes,butshe’sallthewayoverthere,andI’mrighthere.SinceI’mtheonewhoisgoingtobeyour
wife,Iwouldthinkyou’dcallformeifyouneededsomething.Nowwhatisit?”
Jack appeared to be at a total loss. He looked at Jezzy, his eyes searching hers. Jez kept her face
neutral.
“I’msureitwasnothing,”Jezebelsaid.Shewassoflushed,andsohorny,andsoconfused,shejust
wantedtogetaway.
“No,no,wait.”Jackheldupahand.“Um,uh,Jez,wouldyoushowSnowWhitehowIliketobe
kissed?”HeturnedtoSnow.“NotthatIdidn’tenjoyyourkisses,Snow.Butthisisprettyinteresting.I
thinkyoumightlikeit.”
“I’m always ready to learn something new. Especially if it means our wedding kiss will be extra
special.”
Jezzyfroze.Shewasn’tsurewhatJackwasupto,butkissinghimwouldbejust…
Wouldbejust…
Dreamy.
No,no,toomuch.Kissinghimwouldbewaytoomuch,whenhisheartandcockclearlybelonged
toSnowWhite.WhenJezzywasfartooclosetolosingcontrolasitwas.
“Justafewpointers,ifyouwill,”Jacksaid.Henolongerlookedlikethesuavebillionairewhohad
italltogether.Instead,helookedliketheboysheusedtolove.
“I—I—”Jezebelsputtered.Shefeltherselfflush.Herfeetwererootedtotheground.Shecouldn’t
move.Couldn’tbreathe.
Shefeltlikeadeerintheheadlights.
Shefeltlikeafraud.
Tearsprickedthecornersofhereyes.Alargelumproseinherthroat.
“Jez?”Jack’sfacecrinkled.
“I’m…I’msorry.Pleaseexcuseme.”Shewhirledandranforthegate.
Jezebelranbehindagroveofappletreesnotfarfromthegreen.Sheswipedathereyes,angryat
thetearsthathadsprungfromthem.Angrywithherself.
“Great,Jez.Youjustblewthewholejob,”shemuttered.
What’swrongwithme?
She heard a giggle and peeked from around the apple tree she hid behind. Snow White was still
smilingasJackleanedinandwhisperedsomethinginherear.
AndthenJezzyknew.
ThishadnothingtodowithSnowWhite.
Ithadnothingtodowithmatchmakingatall.
Jezebel still cared for Jack. She’d made a big mistake breaking up with him, and now there was
nothingtodoexcepttowatchhimmarrysomeoneelse.
NewtearsfilledhereyesandJezebelran.Sheranuntilshecametothegate.Shequicklyretrieved
her clothes and her tablet computer, and then she urgently punched the buzzer. “Rumpleforeskin! I
needtobeletout,please!”
ButRumpleforeskindidn’tanswer.
“Rumpleforeskin!”Jezzyshouted,annoyanceraisinghertone.
“What?Whoisthis?”camethelittleman’svoicefromtheintercom.
“It’sJezebel.”
“Itcan’tbeJezebel.She’sinthebackofmygolfcart.”
“No,I’mnot.I’matthegate.”
“Buthowdid…Witch!Youcommandthedamnedpowersofteleportation!Cursedyoushallbeto
theflamesofhell!”
“Youfellasleep.Iwalked.”
“Ididn’tfallasleep.Irecalleverysinglemoment.JackHornerandSnowWhite,havingsex.The
two-headeddragonwithdiamondsforeyeswhogavemeamagicmilkshake.”
“Thatwasadream.”
“But the milkshake seemed so real. I don’t want to live in a world without magic milkshakes.
They’resomagical.”
“Areyoulettingmeoutorwhat?’
“Givemefiveminutes.”
“Jezebel!”Jackshoutedfrombehindher.Breathless,hecaughtupwithher.“What’swrong?”
“N-nothing.” Jezebel took a breath and straightened, composing herself. Still, she had trouble
lookingintohiseyes.
Jack gently touched her arm. “Jez, I hired you for your comprehensive service, including the
sexual portion. If there’s something getting in the way of that, please let me know.” He paused. “Is
theresomethinggettinginthewayofyouworkingforme?”
Jezebel lifted her gaze to Jack’s concerned face. His eyes questioned hers. For a moment she
imaginedthattheyheldanoteofhope.Ofdesire.Offeelings.
Forher.
Ofcourse,anyhintoffeelingswereonlyinherhead.Shewasseeingwhatshewantedtosee.Why
wouldJackhirehertofindhimawifeifhewantedherback?
“Youreyesareredandwatery,Jezebel.You’vebeencrying.Tellmewhathasyousoupset.”
She gave her head a mental shake and took a deep, shaky breath. “Allergies. I’m allergic to
peonies.”
“Allergy”Jacktitledhishead,askepticallookonhisface.“Therearen’tanypeoniesaroundhere.”
“Nottrue.IjustsawyourpeoniesplungeintoSnowWhite.”
Nicerecovery.Hideyourfeelingswithajoke.Nowfinishthis.It’syourjob.Beapro.
Jezebeltookadeepbreathandletitout.ItwasdonebetweenherandJack.Over.Shewastheone
who had dumped him, and now he was moving on. She would go to the ball tonight, watch him
announce his engagement to Snow White, and smile even though her heart was shattering into a
millionpieces.
“Yeah,”hesaid,facedrooping.“Aboutthat.I…Idon’tthinkshe’stheone,Jez.”
Jezebel was shocked by the pronouncement. “What? Why? You two seemed to be hitting it off
fabulously.”
Jackwaved a dismissivehand. “I don’twant a country clubwife, Jez. Rightafter we finished she
hadtoimmediatelygotakeanotherbath.Sostuckonbeingthefairestofthemall.That’snotforme.”
Jezebelwasn’tsurehowtoreact.Anypersonalsatisfactionshefeltwasnegatedbyherprofessional
disappointment.
“Butyouwereninety-sixpercentcompatible.”
“Nice lady. Good looking. Great sex. But I can’t be with someone who will never eat spaghetti
becauseshemightgetmessy.”
“Whataboutyourspaghettismoothiesolution?”
“That’sidiotic.Ijustsaidthattogetlaid.”
Jezsmiledalittle.Thatsoundedmoreliketheold,poorJack,nottheBeanKing.
“Okay.SnowWhiteisoffthelist.”
“Sowhoisnext?”
Jezzy’ssmiledwaned,butshepulledouthertabletcomputerandlookedupthenextcandidate.“I
havejustthewomanforyou,andmyalgorithmshowsthatshe’sninety-sevenpercentcompatible.”
“Andwhoisthismysterywoman?”
“Let’sjustsaythatwherethere’sawool,there’saway.”
Jackcrackedasmile.“Oh.Igetit.You’resettingmeupwithLittleBo-Peep.I’veheardofher.”
“Isthatwhyyouhavethatsheepishgrin?”
“Lookslikewe’regoingfromgolfjokestosheepjokes.”
“You’repayingmewell,Mr.Horner.Icertainlywouldn’twanttofleeceyououtofyourmoney.”
“Let’ssee,Icangowithaseennotherdjoke,ortalkaboutgoingonthelamb,orwecouldjustflock
toBo-Peep’srightnow.”
“Thatwouldbebest.I’mgettingtiredofthesepuns.”
“Me,too.When’sthenextsexscene?”
“Hopefullyverysoon.”Jezebelwinked.“Ewejusthavetobepatient.”
AVisittoLittleBo-Peep
BythetimetheyreachedthehomeofLittleBo-Peep,Jezebel’semotionswereundercontrol,andher
mind was focused back where it should be—on finding Jack a wife—despite the motorcycle’s
deliciousvibrationsstillticklinghernetherregions.
The house was a lovely pink cottage, complete with a white picket fence and tiny blue flowers
dottingthefront.
“Lovelyplace,”Jezzyobserved.
“It’salittletame,formytaste.”Jacklookedatthehouse,doubtinhisface.
“Justgiveitachance,”Jezzysaid.“Sometimespeoplewillsurpriseyou.”
Jezebelrangthedoorbell.Bo-Peepcametothedoorinapinkruffleddresswithpuffysleeves.She
worewhiteboots,andtawnycurlstumbledoutfrombeneathabluebonnet.Inonehandshecarrieda
whiteshepherd’scrook.
“Well,hello.YoumustbeJezebelandJack.I’mBo-Peep.MyfriendsjustcallmeBo.Please,come
in.”
Jack stared at Bo for a moment, then slid a side long look to Jezebel. Covertly he shot her an
eyerollfollowedbyanexaggeratedyawn.Helookedlikehewantedtobolt.
“Thank you,” Jezebel said. She grabbed Jack by the sleeve and tugged him through the doorway
withher.
Bo’spuffydressmadeswishingsoundsasshewalked,herbootheelsclickingonthefloor.
“Ithoughtwecouldgettoknoweachotheralittlebetterintheactivityroom.”
“I bet she’s going to offer us milk and cookies.” Jack whispered. “And I feel like tossing my
cookies.Rightnow.”
“Doyoutrustmeornot?”
Jack’sgazewassointenseitmadeherkneesfeelbendy.“Itrustyou.I’vealwaystrustedyou.”
“Thengiveherachance.”
JezalsosuspectedBowasabadmatch.Theshepherdesswassweet,nodoubttootameforJack’s
tastes.Forthelifeofher,Jezdidn’tknowwhatwentwrong.Hercomputerhadshownthematchtobe
verystrong.
Baddata?Faultyprogramming?Orhadsomeonejustpulledthewooloverthecomputer ’seyes?
*That’sthelastsheepjoke.Weswear.
Still, Jezzy had to let this play out. Jack wasn’t her only client. Bo was one, too. And first
impressionsdon’talwaysmatter.Thehearttendstofinditsownlevel.Allittakesisgettingtoknow
someone.
DroppingbacktowhisperinJack’sear,shesaid,“Playnice.Ifit’snotworkingout,I’llmakesure
thisisshort.”
Bostoppedandglancedbehindher.“Theactivityroom?Doesthatsoundokay?”
Jezplasteredasmiletoherlips.“Itsoundslovely,Bo.”
Bo led Jack and Jezebel down a red spiral stair case. Then down a corridor with several doors
alongeachwall.Shestoppedinfrontofonedoorandturned,smilingbeatificallyatJackandJezzy.
“Areyouready?”
“Um,sure,”Jacksaid.
“Yes,”Jezzysaid.
“ThenIhavejustonequestionforyou,”Bosaid.
“Chocolatechip,”Jackanswered.
JezebelelbowedJackandofferedBoasmile.“What’sthequestion,Bo?”
Thesweetyoungwomanopenedthedoorandstoodinfrontofthedoorway.“Myquestionis,have
youbeennaughty?”
Shesteppedaside.Anudemanstoodjustinsidethedoorway,lookingmeek.
“I’vebeenwaiting,MistressBo.”
Bo-Peeprearedherfootback,andthenkickedthemansquarebetweenthelegs.
Themanscreamed,droppedtohisknees,andcuppedhisprivates.
“Whatthe—?”Jacksaid,takingastepback.
“Justwaitforit,”Bosaid.
Themanmoanedandgroaned,andthenwept.“Thankyou,Mistress!”
Jezebelliftedherbrows.
“Wouldyoulikeanother?”Boaskedtheman.
Themangroaned,thenremovedhishandsfromhismanhood.Bogavehisgoodsaharshstomp.
“Thankyou,Mistress!”hehowled.
ThemancrawledpastJezebelandJack,moaninginapparentagony.
“I forgot about that appointment. Good thing he’s easy to take care of. Pays me a mint, too,” Bo
winked.“Please,comein.”
JackandJezebelglancedateachotherbutdidn’tmove.
“Areyoucomingornot?”proddedBo.
Jezebelsteppedthroughthedoorfirst,Jackfollowing.Thefloorbeneathherbootswasspongey,
paddedwithsomethingakintowrestlingmats.TherewasanXshapedframealongonewall,apillory
straightfromthe1400s,andvarioustablesandmachinesthatJezebelcouldonlyimaginetheusesfor.
Therewerealsootherdevices.Handcuffsandshacklesbythedozens.Chains,whips,andpaddles.
Dildosofallsizesandcolors,aswellasblindfoldsandgagsandfeathersandcandles.
“Iwasn’tawareyourunasextoyshop,Bo.”
Asudden,loudrippingsoundmadebothJackandJezebeljumpandturntowardBo.
She’d ripped her dress open, which clearly had hidden Velcro openings, and the sweet, fluffy
concoctionwasnowpuddledonthefloor.Bostoodbeforethem,leanandsinewyinablackleather
corset,whichliftedherbarebreastsupandthrustthemforward.Hernipplesjuttedstraightout;each
piercedanddecoratedwithhoops.
Bo’scaramelhaircurledinwild,corkscrewringletsallaroundherhead.Sheworeopen-crotch
leatherboyshorts,showcasinghershavedpussy,andtheglintingsilverbarbellthroughthehoodof
herclit.
“Thisismyplayroom.Andthesearemyplayclothes.”Shedidatwirl,spinningonthewhiteboots,
whichwerelacedinacrisscrosspatternallupthebacksofherlegs.
JackgazedatBo,hismouthhangingopen.
Jezebel found her voice. “You didn’t mention this in your Playing With Matches online
application.”
“SureIdid.IsaidIwasintorole-playinggames.”
“IthoughtthatmeantDungeons&Dragons.”
“Idon’tknowaboutdragons.ButIamintodungeons.Andbondage.Anddiscipline.Andsadism.
And masochism. And dominance. And submission. Among other things. Right now we’re role-
playing.I’mthemistress,andyou’lladdressmeassuch.You’remyslaves.”
BopushedJackdownonaleatherchaiseloungethatwasshapedlikearollercoaster.
“You’renotgoingtokickmeinthenuts,areyou?”Jackaskedher.
“That’s a highly specialized service that I provide at an extremely high price, although I’m sure
youcanaffordit.Wouldyouliketotry?”
Jackcuppedhishandsoverhiscrotch.“No,thanks.Nottoday.”
“Maybeanothertime,then.”Shestoodbeforehim,almoststraddlingtheoddchairandjuttingher
pelvisforward,hercrotchinchesfromhisface.“Thereareothergameswecanplay.”
Jackseemeduncharacteristicallynervous,butthebulgeinhispantstoldadifferentstory.
“Whatkindofgamesarewetalkingabout?”
“Areyousureyoubothwanttoexplorethis?”Jezzyasked.She’dneverdiscussedthistypeofsex
playwithJack,andsomehowheralgorithmhadn’tdetectedthispropensityinBo.
Bo turned her shepherd’s crook upside down and used the curved end to gently tap at Jack’s
erection.“ItlookstomelikeJackwouldliketostay.Wouldn’tyou,Jack?”
“Oh,yes,”Jackmurmured,lookingatBo’spussyandlickinghislips.
“Yes,what?”
“Yes,Mistress.”
Bosmiled,herbowtielipspartingtorevealstartlinglywhiteteeth.“Good.Thenwe’llbegin.”She
swishedhercaneovertheirheads.“Timeforyoutoundress.”
Jacklostnotimeunbuttoninghisshirt.
“Youtoo,Jezebel,”Bosaid,thetoneinhervoiceremindingJezzyofapatientpreschoolteacher
correctingrecalcitrantchildren.“Weallneedtowearourplayclothesintheplayroom.”
“Butwedon’thaveanyplayclotheswithus,”Jezzypointedout.
“IfJackdidn’tbringplayclothes,he’lljusthavetobenaked.”
Jezzy turned to Jack and found he’d already stripped down to his boxer briefs, his hard-on
stretchingthefabrictoitslimit.
“Andme?”Jezzyasked.
“Youcankeepthosebootson.”
AlthoughthereseemedtobenorealreasonforJezzytoundressifherfacilitationservicesweren’t
needed,Boseemedtohaveastrongideaofhowshewantedtoproceed.Sogivingashrug,Jezstarted
unbuttoningherblouseandstrippingoffherskirt,allthewhilewatchingJackditchtheunderwear,his
cocksurgingfree.
Eyeing Jack’s endowment as well, Bo gave an appreciative moan, her crimson mouth stretching
intoadevilishsmile.“Bippity!Boppity!”
Twoenormousmenwalkedthroughahiddendoorinthevelvet-coveredwall,eachsotallhehadto
bend low to fit through. They wore nothing except black leather masks and several strategic
piercings,andtheywerebothsomusculartheyhadtobeprofessionalbodybuilders.
Inunison,theysaid,“Yes,Mistress?”
“Bippity,chainJack’swriststotheceiling,abovehishead.”
“Yes,Mistress,”Bippitysaid.
HeledJackunderthesupportbeamandshackledhiswristsabovehim.
“Nowaspreaderbarforhislegs.”
Bippitychoseasteelbarfromthewall,roughlyameterlongwithashackleoneachend.Heput
one on each of Jack’s ankles and forced his legs apart so Jack stood spread-eagled, his member
pokingstraightout.Thecenterofthebarwasthenfixedtothefloorwithanotherchain.
“Bobbity,outfitJezebelwithmyspecialnippleclamps.”
“Oh,”Jezzysaid,hernipplespeakingatthedeliciousthought.Shehadbeenachingtobetouched
forwhatseemedlikeforever.“Thankyou,Mistress.”
“Pleasetakeaseatonthesexchair.”Shemotionedtotherollercoasterinspiredchaiselounge.
Jezzy took a seat. Now that she knew it was a sex chair, her imagination immediately began
conjuringupusesforthecontoursoffurnituresuchasthis.
Boppity gathered the clamps, then knelt beside her. He covered her breasts with his big mitts,
fondlingandcaressing,cuppingandpinching.
It all felt marvelous, but Jezzy wasn’t sure his actions had anything to do with applying nipple
clamps.
“Boppity?”Boreprimanded.“Quitfeelingupourguest.Ifyoudoagoodjob,maybeyoucanhave
yourwaywithherlater.”
Jezzy gave the masked Boppity a little smile. She didn’t mind the thought of this man mountain
plungingintoher,ifthatwaswhatthismeetingrequired.
Allpartofthejob,right?
ShelookedbackatJack.Smilingasifhe’djustwonthelottery,hewatchedJezzy,asifdrinkingin
hernuditywithhiseyes.
A shiver seated itself between her legs. When she felt the weight of the clamps pinch one nipple
thentheother,shegasped.Tightasclothespins,butnotsotighttheyached.Thentheybegantovibrate,
sendingdelicioussensationsthroughherbreasts,tendrilsofdelightshiveringoverherskin.
“Oh,thisislovely,Bo.”
BoglancedfromJeztoJack.“WhenIaddresseitherofyou,yousay‘yes,Mistress’.Isthatclear?”
“Yes,Mistress.”Jackworeagoofysmile.HelookedatJezzy.Hiscocktwitched.
“Yes,Mistress,”Jezzysaid.
Role-playing,huh?Maybetherewassomethingtothis.
BotappedJack’serectionwithhershepherd’scrook.
Jackjumped,thenmoaned.
“Didyoulikethat,youdirtyboy?”Bocooedathim.
“Yes.Wow,Ireally—”
BoPeepswungout,lightningfast,andsmackedJackagain,thistimeharder.
“OUCH!”Strungupandhelpless,hestaredatherinshock.“Whatthehell?”
“Whatdoyousay?”
“Oh.I’msorry,Mistress.Yes,Mistress.”
Jezebelwatched,wide-eyed,anddespiteherbetterjudgment,alittlearoused.Thescenebeforeher
wasstrangeandfrightening,andyetalongwiththepleasantbuzzandweightofthenippleclamps,she
wasgettingveryturnedon.
And judging from the exuberance of Jack’s erection, it was obvious he was enjoying himself as
well.
Jezzy and Jack had dabbled in a few of these games before. A paddle here, some fur-lined
handcuffs there, but they’d never taken it very far. Still she knew Jack liked a good smack on his
backside.SheopenedhermouthtoinformBoofthisthenbitbacktheurge.Bettertoseehowthings
went first. Bo seemed to like being in control, and if Jezzy wasn’t careful, she’d end up cuffed and
paddledherself.
Surprised, she realized the thought excited her. In fact, she felt heat pooling in her nether region
andpowerfulstirringsofarousaldeepinside.
Bopulledatthehandleofhershepherd’scrookandwhatemergedwasalong,blackwhip.
“What’sthat?”Jackaskedher,hisfacealarmed.
“It’sawhip,mydearJack.”BogavethewhipapracticecrackintheairthensnappeditatJack’s
thigh.
Jackjumped.“Ow!Whatwasthatfor?”
“YouforgottocallmeMistress.Twice.”Bosnappedthewhipdownagain,quickandsharp.
“Mistress!Mistress!”Jackbawled.
Bosmiled,walkingaroundtolookinJack’sface,herbustiercreaking.“That’sbetter.”
Jack appeared momentarily fearful then his hard root bounced and twitched before Bo. A loopy
smilespreadoverhisface.
“Itistrue.I’vebeenabad,badboy.”
Bousedthewhip’shandletotoywithJack.Shepushedhismemberdown,anditbobbedbackup
eagerly.“You’vebeenabad,badboy,what?”
“Mistress!”
Jezebel imagined herself in front of Jack with the whip. All of that power. Her skin broke out in
gooseflesh,andshefelthereyesdrooplustily.Herpussywasslipperywithherjuicesandshecould
smellherownmusk.
Snappingherfingers,Bosaid,“Lowerhim.”
Bippity flicked a switch and the overhead chains began to unwind. Jack’s weight pulled him
downward until he was leaning back at a fifteen degree angle, most of his weight on his wrists,
staring up at the ceiling. When the top of his head was level with the bare V between her legs, Bo
snappedherfingers.
Bippity flipped the switch to stop the chains. Stepping forward so that Jack’s mouth was between
herthighs,Bojuttedherhipsforward.“Lickme.”
Jack’stonguesnakedoutandheflickeditquicklyoverBo’spinknub.
Jezebelcouldn’tlookaway.Warm,slipperynectarwasdampeningherinnerthighsasshesqueezed
her legs tightly together. Her breasts felt heavy with the clips, her nipples pulsing. She felt a warm
flushmoveoverherskin.
Sheglancedaroundtheplayroom,growingfrustrated.Thissittinghere,watchingJackagainasshe
hadatthecountryclub,wasdrivinghercrazy.Professionalornot,sheyearnedtobepartofwhatwas
goingon.SinceJackwasbusywithBo,maybeshecouldlocateBoppityagain.OrBippity.Orbothof
thematonce.
“Slowerandharder,”Bosaid,hervoicehusky.
Jackgaveamoanashesuckedherpleasurenubbetweenhislips.Hisfacemovedinlittlecirclesas
heplayed.
Jezebel could see Jack’s chin become slick with Bo’s juices, and her clit twitched. She wanted
release more than anything and closed her eyes, wishing that she were the one standing over his
mouth.
BograbbedJack’sfaceandgroundherpussyintohim.“Harder,naughtyboy!”
Jack’s face pressed firmly into Bo’s crotch, and she rode his face. His hips started moving,
humping the air below him, and his cock strained forward toward his belly. His abs rippled with
tension,andathinsheenofperspirationbeadedhisbody.
Jezebel found herself panting lightly. Her cheeks heated with what she was certain was a furious
blush.Shewassowetnowthatshewassureshewouldcomeifshewatchedmuchmoreofthis.Her
hungrypussyquaveredandhernipplessang.Tensionballeddeepinherlowerabdomen.
“Yes!” Bo shuddered and quaked, and screamed with pleasure. Her orgasm seemed to go on and
on,andbythetimehervocalizationsended,Jezebelwassoenviousofherrelease,shealmostwalked
overandtriedoutJackherself.
Ifonly…
Recoveringfromhermultiplepleasures,Bosnappedherfingers.“Hotwax.”
“Waaamph?”Jacksaidwithamouthfullofpussy.
“Ithurts.Butyou’lllikeit.Ipromise,”Bosaid.
Boppitybroughtatall,scarlet,burningcandletoBo,wholoweredthecandleoverJack’schestand
tippeditslightlysothatasingledropfellontohisnipple.
Jackyelped,hishipsthrustingupward.Hewhimpered,butitwasawhimperofdesire.Jezebelhad
hearditbefore,whenshehadteasedhimrelentlesslyonenightwithanhourlongblowjob,getting
himclosebutnotlettinghimcome.Sheremembereditwell,everysecond,andifsheclosedhereyes,
JezzycouldalmostfeelJack’slengthagainsthertongue.
Moving her hand over slightly, Bo tipped the candle again and another drop fell, this time onto
Jack’sothernipple.
Againheyelped,thenplungedhishipsupward,“Oh,Mistress!I’mgoingtocome!”
“No,youmaynot!”BobroughtthewhipdownonJack’slegs.
Jackgroaned.Buthedidn’tcome.
Prettyneattrick,Jezthought.Paintotemperthepleasure.
Boreleasedhisfaceandsteppedback.“Youareaterriblynaughtyboy.Adirtyboy.Andnow,it’s
timeforyournextpunishment.”
“Oh,yesMistress,”Jacksaid.
“Timeforapaddling.”
Jezzyalmostgroaned.Jackenjoyedaspanking,andJezhadtoadmitshedidaswell.Shehadno
ideahowshe’dgetthroughthiswithoutgivinginandtouchingherself.
Bocalledtoherhenchmen.“Lifthimupagain.”
Bippity flicked a switch and there was a loud hum as Jack’s body was righted and he was once
againvertical.
Jezzyshivered.Closinghereyes,sheimaginedwhatwascomingnext,yetinsteadofBoholding
thewhip,shepicturedherselfintheDomme’splace,smackinghimwithapaddle,thewayshe’ddone
whentheyweredating.Watchinghimmoanandgrowunbearablyhotandhardbecauseofher.
“Timeout!”Jackcalled.
Jezebel’seyessnappedopen.
“Excuseme?”Boproppedonehandonherhip.Withtheother,sheraisedherwhip,readytostrike.
“Timeout,what?”
“Mistress!Ibegyourmercy,Mistress.I’menjoyingthisgreatly,butsincethisiskindofmysearch
fortheperfectwife,I’dlikemymatchmaker ’sprofessionalinputhere.”
Jezebelliftedherbrows.Whatinhellwashedoing?
“Verywell,”Bosaid.
Jack shot her one of his mischievous smiles. “Jezzy, show Mistress Bo how you paddled me in
Paris.”
Jezebel’sheartgavealittlejump.Itwasjustwhatshe’dbeenthinkingabout,justwhatshe’dbeen
wishingfor.Nowwasherchance.Perhapsherlastchance.ShemaynevergettopaddleJackagain.
“MayI,Mistress?”sheaskedBo,expectant.
“Youmay.”
Jezstoodonshakylegsandapproached.
“Choosefromthewall.Therearemanypaddles,andotherdevicestoplaywith,”Bo’seyeswere
practicallyglittering.
Jezebelchosealong,ovalpaddlefromthewall,similartotheonethey’dusedbefore.
“Spitonthepaddle,Jezebel.Themoisturemakesthepainmoreintense.”
Jezzy did as instructed and then approached Jack. She swung, but pulled back a little at the last
second,andthepaddlehitwithalightsmack.
“That’showJacklikedtobepaddledinParis?”Bothrewherheadbackandlaughed.“Thatwasso
light,itwasbarelyworthdoing.”
Jezebelflushedwithembarrassment.“I…Iwasjustwarmingup.”
“Youcandoit,Jez,”Jackcalled.
Notabouttobelaughedatbyaclient,Jezebeldrewbackandswunghard.ThepaddlewentCRACK!
againstJack’sass,sendingvibrationsupJezzy’sarmandathrillthroughherwholebody.Shewasso
excitedshecouldhardlystandupstraight.
ThistimeJackgroaned.
“Askherforanother,”Bocommanded.
“Please,Jezebel,mayIhaveanother?”
TakingacuefromBo’snod,Jezsmackedhimagain.Jackgroanedevenlouder.
BocircledaroundtoJack’sfront.Shebroughtthehandleofherwhiptohisface.
“Suckit,slave.”
Jackopenedhismouthandtookthewhiphandlebetweenhislips.WhenBonodded,Jezebellanded
anotherblowonhisbottom,andhemovedhismouthforwardontothehandle.
“So,yousaythatyou’vebeenanaughtyboy?”
Bo thrust the handle in and out of Jack’s mouth. At the same time, she tugged roughly on his
erection.
“Mmmmph,”Jackreplied.
“Good.”Bopulledthehandleoutofhismouth,thenwrappedthewhip’sthongaroundhisstiffshaft
andyankedittaut.
Jackmoaned.Hispelvisthrustforward,pulledbyBo.
Jezebel didn’t want to be outdone. If this was her last chance to paddle Jack, she wanted to enjoy
everylastsecond,andBowasstealingherthunderwithherinfernalwhip.
Well,Jezebelwouldshowher!ShebroughtherhandbackandswungittowardJack’sassashardas
shecould,thenfollowedupwithaseriesofquick,boldsmacks.
“Ooooohyes!”Jackbuckedhishipsforward.
Encouraged,Jezzylandedseveralmoresmackstohisreddeningasscheeks,fastandfurious.
Jackmoanedagain.“Oh,hells,yes!”
Jezebel’sinnerwallsclenchedwithwant,andshewasnowsowetshecouldfeelherwarmnectar
drippingdownherlegs.Herbreastsswayed,heavywiththevibratingclamps.Herbloodthrummedin
herears,asloudasJack’sgrunts.
ThisDommestuffwasfun.Butthepulsingofherpussywasmaddening.Thespankingseemedto
be making matters worse rather than better. Jezebel had never seen Jack’s manhood so hard. The
erectionlookedpainful,reachingupward,bobbingbackandforth.Theheadwasalmostpurple.
“Goahead,Jezebel.Trysomethingelse,”Bosaid.“I’msurethisslavewillenjoywhateveryoudish
out.”
Jezebelwalkedovertothewallandperusedasectionofoddlyshapedlightbulbs.
“Whatarethese?”
Bo smiled, looked at the objects with lusty eyes. “Those are violet wands. They emit a small
electrical charge. A shock, like when you touch something metal after rubbing your feet on the
carpeting.Theycanbequitestimulating.”
Jezebelchoseawandwithalargeballontheend.“Thisonelookslikefun.”
“It’soneofmyfavorites,”Bosaid.
JezzywalkedoverandstoodinfrontofJack,flickingthebuttononthewand’shandle.Itglowed
purple.Jackseemedbothenthusedandworriedatthesametime.
“Howmuchisthisgoingtohurt?”heasked.
“Showhim,”Boordered.
JezreachedoutandtouchedthewandtoJack’sbelly.Therewasasparkandasnappingsound.
“Uuhh!”Jackflinchedawayfromtheshock.
AthrillcoursedthroughJezzy’swholebody,andherpussyspasmed.
Sheheldthewandtohischest,alittlelongerthanshehadwithhisbelly.Itbuzzedandsparked.
“Aaaaaaah!”Jackcried,humpinghishipsonceagain.
“Youlikethat?”Jezzycooed.“Badboy?”
Jack’sfaceseemedpanicked,butatthesametimehishipsstrainedtowardher.
“Touchittohisprick,”Bosaid.
“Is that what you’d like, Jack?” Jezebel moved her face next to his, close enough to kiss him.
“ShouldIshockyourcock?”
Jack’sfacecontorted.Inpain?Indesire?Indesperation?
“Answerher,slave,”Boordered,releasingthewhipfromhismanhoodandcrackingitagainsthis
backside.
Jackcriedout.Thenhewhispered,“Yes.”
JezebelreachedthevioletwanddownwardandgaveJack’srockhardrodasmallzap.
Jackyelped,thenshuddered.Hisbreathcameingasps.HelookedupatJezzy,hisfacefilledwith
longing.
“Oh,Mistress,pleaseletmecome.”
Jezzyforgotthattheywereroleplaying.Lookingintohiseyes,seeinghisneed,sheimmediately
reachedforhismemberandbegantostroke.“Yes.Iwilllet—”
BosnatchedthevioletwandfromJezebel.
“Thatisenough!HowdareyoutakeoverandallowhimtocallyouMistress?IamtheMistress!
You are merely a guest!” She snapped her fingers. “Bippity! Boppity! Lock this naughty girl in the
pillory.Ibelievesheneedstolearnherplace!”
PanicshotthroughJezebel.Herheartbattedagainstherribcagelikeabutterflyinajar.
“Wait!I’msorry,Mistress!Thisisn’taboutme,it’saboutfindingJackawife!”
Bolaughed.“Youwerequiteenjoyingyourparticipationjustamomentago.Thereisnoturning
backforyou,Jezebel.Sosuckitup,buttercup.”
BippityandBoppityeachtookJezebelbyanarmandledhertothepillory;awoodenframework
withholescutintoitforlockingheadandhands.
Thecontraptionwasbarbaric!
Itwaspositivelymedieval!
Thiswholescenariohadspunoutofcontrol!
Sowhyaren’tIstoppingitrightnow?
Shock and dread ripped through Jezebel, while at the same time, her body hummed with new
excitement.She’dbecompletelyandutterlyhelplessinthepillorystock.BippityandBoppitycould
havetheirwaywithher,andshewouldbepowerlesstostopthem.
Bocouldspankherandwhipherandshockher,andshewouldbepowerlesstostopher.
Jackcould…
Jackcoulddowhateverhewantstome.
Oh,my.
Bo’sbrutesbentJezforward,placingherneckandhandsintotheholes,andthentheyloweredthe
topandlockeditintoplace.
Thewoodfelthardandcoldagainstherthroatandwrists.Jezebeltriedmoving,butonlysucceeded
inlimitedwiggles.Becauseshewasleaningforward,herbottomandpussywerecompletelyexposed
toBippityandBoppitybehindher.Shamereddenedherface.
It was just as she’d imagined. They could do anything they wanted, she couldn’t even see behind
her.Shewascompletelyhelpless.
“Perfect!”Bosaid,hervoicedrippingwithmaliciousintent.“Nowtoselectapaddle.”
Eventhoughshe’dbeenspankedbeforeandenjoyedit,Jezzywasseizedbyaveryrealfearofthe
paintocome.Shetensedherbutt,closedhereyes,waitingfortheblowstoraindown.
Instead something moved lightly over her folds, then settled on her clit and pressed. Jezebel
gasped,thesensationwassopleasurableshealmostbeggedforitnevertostop.Sherealizeditwas
thehandleofapaddle.
Bippity?Boppity?Bo?Jezzycouldn’ttell.
“Just look at you, naughty girl,” Bo’s voice said behind her. “You’re so swollen and wet, I bet
you’dbegforanymantofuckyourightnow.Isn’tthatright?”
Jezebel squeezed her eyes shut, the idea of a cock filling her, driving into her while she was
helplesslydetainedwasexcitingbeyondwords.
“Y-yes.”
“Ormaybesomethingotherthanaman.”
The paddle handle slid into her, and Jezzy’s breath caught in her throat. Slick with her juices, it
moveddeeper,pokinginlittledownwardmovements,rightagainstJezzy’sg-spot.
Atrembleofneedclaimedher.“Oh!”
She tilted her hips upward, trying to open herself wider, to take the handle deeper inside. But as
soonasshedid,thepaddlewithdrew.
Jezzyletoutawhimperandbitherlip,notwantingtobegandhumiliateherselffurtherinfrontof
Jack.
I’minsuchapickle.
Hell,rightnowI’dbehappytobefuckedbyapickle.
Anythingwoulddo.
Frictionofanykind.
Atongue.
Ahand.
Astrongbreeze.
Anything!
“You look so hot right now, Jez,” Jack said. “All I can think about is having my way with you,
makingyouscreamwithpleasure.”
AlthoughJezebelcouldnotseeJack,theroughpassioninhisvoicesentshiversofneedquavering
throughher.Shecouldpicturehisface,filledwithpassion,andhissteely,jerkingcockreachingfor
her.
Infact,shewassocaughtupinJackthatshe’dforgottenthatshewastobepaddledaswell.Sowhen
thefirstsmackcame,itwasasurprise.
Jezebelsqueaked,shocked.Thestingonherbottomfelthot,thenwarm,andherclitquivered.
Anothersmackwiththepaddle,harderthanbefore.
Jezzycriedout,herfaceburningwithhumiliation.She’dneverbeeninthiskindofpositionbefore.
Spankedinfrontofpeople.Lockedhelplessinapillory.Herlegstrembled,herpussyclenching.
The spanking came harder, faster. One. Two. Three. Jezebel yelped and squealed, her bottom
searing, her nipples buzzing. Her sensitive breasts swung heavy, and each time her nipple clips
clackedagainstthepillory,shefeltanextrazingofpleasure.
She was so drenched now, she was certain that everyone could see her juices running down her
legs,heropeningspasming,eagertobefilled.
“Boppity,releaseJack.IwanthimtopunishJezebel.”Bo’svoicesoundedfaraway.
From the corner of her eyes, Jezebel saw Jack being led, staggering, to stand in front of her. He
tookamomenttogethisfeetunderhim,thenhislovely,thickcockwasflexingrightinfrontofher
face.
Jezebellookedupwardintohiseyes,andwhatshesawtherewassuchaturnon.Jackwasnotonly
havingfun,buthewashavingthetimeofhislife.Hewas,indeed,havingthejoyful,wonderfulsexual
escapadeshe’dpromised.Jezhadhelpedtobringhimoutofhiscomfortzone,showhimsomething
new,andhewaslovingit.
“Violatehermouth!”Boshouted.
Jackmovedforward,pressinghisrigidmanhoodbetweenJezebel’slips.
Eagerlyshetookhiminside,tastingthesaltytangofpre-cum.Hemovedhiships,thrustingdeeper,
andshestrokedhertonguealonghisunderside.
Jackmoaned,hishipsmovingfaster.
Jezebel sucked, unable to get enough of him. Her entire existence in that moment was accepting
Jack’scockdeepintohermouth,intoherthroat,swallowingoverit,wishing,wantinghimtospillhis
juices into her. The paddle came down again, the sting entwining with pleasure, and a spasm of
delightbegandeepinside.
“Enough!”Bo’sharshvoiceshrieked.“Jack,stepback.Neitherofyouareallowedtocomewithout
mypermission.”
Jackwithdrewfromhermouth,andJezzyalmostcried.
Bo came into view before Jezebel. Her breasts jutted forward, nipples pink and protruding. She
stoppedwithherlegsslightlyspread,hershavedpussyinfrontofJezzy’sface,silverhoopglinting.
“Bop!”Boyelled.“Pressavibratoragainsther.Directlyonherclitoris.We’llteachyoualesson
yet,youscrappylittlenympho.”
Boppitykneltbesideher,feelingherupagain.Jezebelbitherlip.Shewasalreadysohot,shedidn’t
knowifshecouldholdoffclimaxinguntilBogavepermission.
Asifreadinghermind,Bosaid,“Ifyoucome,Jezebel,I’llkeepyouandJackhereallweekend.”
“ButthePrince’sBall!”
“Youcanforgetabouttheball.I’llmakeyoustayhereandmopmyfloors,and…”Botrailedoff.
“Sorry,wrongfairytale.ButI’llthinkofsomethingterrible.”
BowasstillruminatingoverfairytalepunishmentswhenBobbitypressedsomethingfirmagainst
herclit.Whenthevibrationsbegan,Jezebelcriedoutlikeshe’dbeenthrownoffacliff.
“OH!MY!GOD!”
Boleaneddownbesideher,hergreeneyesflashingwithmischief.“Nocoming,Jezebel.Thereare
alotoffairytalesoutthere.Icanpunishyoufordays.”
Jezthoughtaboutprotesting,butknewanythingotherthancompleteobediencewouldangerBo.
“Yes,Mistress.No…nocoming.”
“Jack,youwillnowviolateherpussy.”
AthrillseizedJezzy.She’dlongedtofeelJackinsideherallday.Thethoughtthatshewasaboutto
getherwishseizedherwholebody,anditwasallshecoulddotopreventherselffromhavingabig,
screamingorgasmrightthere.
ButBowasn’tfinishedyet.“Bippity,IwantyoutotakeJack’splaceinhermouth.”
Dizzywithlust,Jezebel’smouthimmediatelyopened.Onemanbetweenherupperlipsandanother
betweenhernetherlips?Thethoughtwasintoxicating.
Bippity’s muscular torso came into view, his member large and erect, and thighs gleaming with
scentedoil.HisthickcockbobbedinJezzy’face,andshepartedherlipsandtookhislengthinside.
Atthesametime,shefeltJackgraspherhips,hismanhoodpressingagainstherwetopening.
I’mgoingtocome.
No!Ican’tcome!
Thinkofsomethingunsexy,Jez.
War.
Poverty.
Disease.
Rottentuna.
Jackfuckingme.
Oh,my.Jackisabouttofuckme.
Thenhepushedhimselfinside.Immediatelyherinnerwallsgrippedhim,squeezing,notwantingto
everlethimgo.
Jackbeganmovingintoher,inandout,inandout.Slowly,asiflingeringwitheachstroke.
“Harder,loverboy!”Boscreamed,andthentherewasthesoundofaloudCRACK!
Jackgrunted.Hedrovehimselfdeeper,hiscockimpossiblyhard,swellingintoherslickspacelike
neverbefore.
Jezebeltiltedherhipsupward,givinghimbetteraccess,herbreathexplodingfromherlungswith
hiseverythrust.Shehadneverwantedtobefuckedsobadly.She’dneverneededitsobadly.
THWACK!THWACK!ThenSNAP!ThesoundofBo’smercilesswhipagainstJack’sskin.Hiscries
soared,soundinglikethehowlingofawildanimal.
Jezebelwould’vefeltpityforhim,buthiscriessoundedsolustful,sofilledwithpleasure,thatthey
onlyservedtomakeherhotter.
“Scream, slave! I want to hear it!” Bo rose above Jack’s rising screams. “Punish her! Punish the
naughtylittlevixen!”
HiscockplungedintoJezebelagainandagain,fillingher,movingagainstherg-spot,drivingher
wildwithwant.Everynerveinsideherwallsseemedtoignite.
She sucked Boppity in rhythm with Jack, fueled by the plunges from behind. With every one of
Jack’s thrusts, the whip snapped through the air. Jezebel heard Bo’s ragged breaths, and the husky
arousal in her commands. She listened to Jack’s ecstatic bellows when the whip hit, feeling such
happinessthathewasenjoyinghimselfsomuch.Feelingsoproudthatshe’dhadahandinit.Soonhe
wouldbemarriedtosomeoneelse,butatleastshecouldpleasehimrightnow.Atleasttheyhadthis.
Onelasttimetogether.
The vibrations surrounding her little nub were so insistent, so delicious, and the feel of Jack
thrustingintoherthewayonlyheknewhowtodo,thewayshelikeditmost,wassooverpowering
that Jezebel couldn’t help it. Her entire body grew hot, and her muscles started to grip low in her
belly.
“Faster!”Boscreamed.“Harder!”
Jack drove into her, over and over, drawing out every sensation. Her bottom stung with each
forwardmotionhemade.Hernipplesbuzzedwithneed,andherclitflashedwithasearing,exquisite
heat.Shecriedout,littleflameslickingathermostsensitivespot.Sheteeteredontheedgeoforgasm,
herentirebodybeginningtoconvulse.
“Verygood,naughtyones!”Bocried.“Nowcome!Comenoworenduremoretorture!”
A deep bellow erupted from the giant, Boppity, then a shudder, and his hot juice spurted into
Jezebel’smouthasquicklyasshecouldswallowit.
Jackgrippedherhipsharder.Histhrustscamefaster,slammingintoJezebel.
Faster.
Faster.
Hiscockjerkedinsideofher,andheemittedawolf-likehowljustasJezebel’sentirebodyseized
aroundhim.
Firecrackers burst inside of her. Stars exploded before her eyes. She peaked once, twice, maybe
more, she couldn’t tell, pleasure overtook her, blanking out conscious thought, and Jack’s cries
meldedwithherownbecameJezebel’swholeworld.
Itwasonehelluvagoodlay,thatwasforsure.
Rapunzel,Rapunzel,TakeoffYourClothes…
Bo Peep quickly Velcroed herself back into her pink dress and bonnet (so quickly it was almost
eerie),andsheescortedJackandJezebeltothedoor.
“Givemeacallifeitherofyouisfeelingnaughtyandinneedofpunishment.”
Jezebelfrownedattheinnocent-lookingDomme.“Ithoughtyouwerelookingforahusband.”
“Oh,Iam.”
“ButnotJack?”Jezglancedathim,hopinghedidn’tfeelhurtbyBo’srejection.
Jackjustsmiled,asiftotallyunfazed.
“IlikeJackquiteabit,butthemanImarrywillonlyhavehiswristsandanklesinshackles,nothis
heart.”
“Idon’tunderstand.Whatdoyoumeanby—”
JackgrabbedJezzy’sarmandpulledheroutthedoor.“Thanks,Bo!Seeya!”
When they reached the gate, his steps slowed. Once outside the picket fence, he slipped an arm
aroundJezzy’sshouldersandsmileddownather,lookingexhaustedbutdeliriouslyhappy.
“Youenjoyedyourself,”shesaid.
“Morethanyouknow.”
“Butyoudidn’tseemupsetthatBodidn’twanttomarryyou.”
“I had fun, but I didn’t want to marry her, either. Can you imagine being whipped like that on a
dailybasis?”Hegentlypattedhisbutt.“Iwouldneverbeabletositdownagain.RememberlittleJack
Hornerneedstositinthecornernowandthen.”
Jezzybitherlip.Striketwo.She’dfailedtofindhimawifeforthesecondtime.Notonlywasthe
BigCockBillionaireMagazinepieceinjeopardy,butJackwascertainlydoubtinghermatch-making
skills. She could be fired. Her reputation could be ruined. The bad press could mean Jezebel might
lose her business, her livelihood. Get kicked out of her home and onto the street, where she would
onlybeabletosurvivebyblowingfilthyhobosfortwenty-fivecentsasuck.
Itneveroccurredtoherthatshe’dwindupwithJackattheendofthestory,likeeveryonereading
thisalreadyknows.Butthisgapingflawinhercharacter,andherinabilitytoseetheblatantlyobvious,
meanttherewouldbeafewmoresexscenes.
So Jez worried about her future, Jack patiently waited for her to get a clue, and more deviant
eroticaawaited.Probablybondage.Theauthorseemedtohaveathingforbondage.
When they reached the motorcycle, Jack stopped and turned to Jezebel. “Look Jez. You’ve really
goneaboveandbeyondtofindmeawife.Ireallydon’tthink—”
Ohno!He’sgoingtofireme!
Jezebelliftedahand,palmup,stoppinghimmid-sentence.
“I have just the woman for you. She’s perfect. Softer than Bo, more carefree than Snow, and the
algorithmranksninety-ninepercentcompatible.”
Jackstaredather,somethinglikedisappointmentinhiseyes.
“Letmeprovemyself,Jack.Pleasedon’tletmego,yet.”
“Letyougo?”
“Please don’t fire me.” Jezzy was shaking even more than she had in Bo’s pillory. She forced
herself to take a breath and push the desperation out of her voice. “This next woman is wonderful.
Youwillloveher,Jack.Trustme.”
“Idotrustyou,Jez.Ihopeyouknowthat.”
“Soyou’llgivemeanotherchance?”
“I’vebeenachingtogiveyouanotherchance.”
“Great!” Jez said, oblivious to what anyone else would see as crystal clear. “Let me punch in the
GPScoordinates.”
Jezebel played with the touch screen on Jack’s bike, and then she rode behind him to their next
destination,herarmstightaroundhiswaist,feelinghappierthanshehadsince…
Well,sincethey’dbrokenup.
“Sohowdowegetin?”JackaskedJezzywhentheyarrived.
Theyparkedbeneaththewindowofthetallesttowerofaverytallcastle,buttherewerenodoors
anywhere.
“ThisiswhereRapunzellives.”
“Sowehavetoclimbupherhair?Like,forreal?”
Jezzylookedupatthewindowandshrugged.“That’showthefairytalegoes.Ifnothingelse,we’d
at least better stick as closely to that part of it as we can. I have a feeling nothing else about that
particular fairy tale will look anything like the original. The happy endings in Brothers Grimm
storiesaren’tthesameasthehappyendingsinmassageparlors.”
Jack sighed. “Okay. Fine. I just hope she’s not too pushy. I’m looking forward to having a little
morecontrolthistime.”Heliftedhisarmsandshouteduptothewindow.“Rapunzel,Rapunzel,please
letdownyourhair!”
Nobodyappearedatthewindow.
Jacktriedagain.“Rapunzel,Rapunzel,pleaseletdownyourhair!”
Afteralongmoment,ablondeheadappearedattheopenwindow.“Sorry!I’mrunningalittlelate.”
Sheheftedanarmfulofgleaminggoldenhairintoherarmsandletitdropthroughthewindow.
Jackgesturedtotheshimmeringrope.“Ladiesfirst.”
“Youjustwanttolookatmyass.”
“So?”
Jezzy started up the golden tresses, remembering the first time Jack had watched her ass as she
climbed.Whenshewasabouttwentyfeetofftheground,shepeereddownatJack.
“Whatisit?You’resmiling,”heaskedher.
Jezzyhadn’trealizedthatshe’dbeensmiling.“Thisputsmeinmindofourlastadventure,whereI
climbeduptheenormousbeanstalk.Well,minustheperverted,caressingleaves.”
“Onlythistimeyou’rewearingaskirt,”Jacksaid,peeringupather.“Andnopanties.”
Jezzy’sfaceheated,andsodidhernetherregions.Shehadtoadmit,shelikedhavingJackogleher.
Notasmuchashavinghimplungeintoherfrombehindorslideintohermouth,butitwasrightup
there.
Ifonlyitdidn’thavetoendwithhimmarryingsomeoneelse.
Jezzyshookawaythethought.Shewasamatchmaker.Jack’shappinessshouldbeallthatmattered.
Notjealouslypiningforanex-boyfriend.Ahandsome,wellhung,billionaireex-boyfriendwhomshe
stillloved.
Ifonlyhelovedme,too…
“Hurryup!”Rapunzelshouteddown.“Thishurtslikehell!”
“We’re on our way!” Jezebel gave Jack a smile and continued the climb up Rapunzel’s hair,
enjoyingthethoughtofhimwatchinghereverymove.Afterafewmomentsshereachedthetopand
threwonelegoverthewindowsill.Rapunzelhelpedherclimbthrough.
Jackwasrightbehindher,springingthroughthewindowallonhisown.Hewasbothnimbleand
quick,andhadplentyofpracticeclimbing,sinceheusedtoliveatthetopofabeanstalk.
Rapunzeltossedherhead,sendingawavethroughhergoldenhair,andJezebelrealizedthatunder
hercrowningglory,Rapunzelworenoclothingatall.
Whocouldaguessed?
“I’msoexcitedtogettoknowyou,Jack.I’mRapunzel.”
“Likewise,” Jack said, eyeing Rapunzel’s full breasts and prominent nipples as they peeked out
from between shimmering strands. “Is it a little warm in here? I think it might be a little warm in
here.”
RapunzelrustledtoJack’sside(thatmuchhairmakesalotofnoise).“Letmehelpyougetmore
comfortable.”
SheunbuttonedJack’sshirtthensliditfromhisshoulders.“Better?”
“Abit,”Jacksaid.“Butit’sstillabitsteamy.”
RapunzelunbuttonedandunzippedJack’spants.Hewasalreadypartiallyhard,andwhenatendril
ofhairwrappedaroundhimasifinacaress,hiserectionflexedupward.
Jack was right; it was getting a tad warm. If it weren’t for Jezzy’s insistence on professionalism,
shewouldhavestrippednakedatthatverymoment.
“Yourhairisamazing,Rapunzel,”Jacksaid.“Sosoftandsexy.”
“Thankyou.”
“Ihaveanidea,”hecontinued,fingeringthesilkystrand.“Awayforustogetacquainted,butI’ll
needJezebel’shelp.”
JezzyglancedfromthemischievousglintinJack’seyes,toRapunzel’shair,andthenback.After
thefunthey’dhadwithBoPeep,JezzythoughtshemightbeabletoguessJack’sidea.
“Haveyouevertriedbeingtiedup?”JezzyaskedRapunzel.
“Tiedup?”Rapunzelsaid.“Youmean,withmyhair?Whatawonderfulidea!”
Jack’sgringrewalmostasexuberantlyashiserection.HelookedatJezebel.“Youreadmymind.”
“Wouldn’tbethefirsttime.”WhensheandJackweretogether,theywouldoftenfinisheachother ’s
sentences.Andtheyalwaysseemedtobeabletosensewhattheotherwantedinbed.
Itwasalmostliketheyweremeanttobetogether.
“Would you do the honors?” Jack said, gesturing to the beautiful, very naked, and very eager
Rapunzel.
“Certainly.”Pushingthewistfulmemoriesfromhermind,Jezebelfocusedonherjob.
Rapunzel’s hair covered the entire room and all its contents. The floor was covered in hair. The
furniture was covered in hair. The large, heart shaped bed was covered in hair. It might be kind of
gross,exceptthateverystrandwasglossy,glittering,andgolden.
If Rapunzel ever lost a hair while cooking, Jez thought, she’d no doubt die a horrible, choking
death.
Jezebelpickedupalock.Therewerealreadyseveralringssecuredintotheceilingandwalls,and
Jezebel couldn’t help but wonder if Rapunzel was more familiar with being tied up than she was
lettingon.
Shegatheredasectionofthelong,silkentressesandloopeditintooneofringsimbeddedinthe
towerwall.ThenshefastenedtheendaroundRapunzel’swrist,stretchingherarmaboveherhead.
“That’sjustwhatIwasthinking,”Jacksaid,grinning.
Rapunzelclappedherhands.“Whatawonderfulidea!I’veneverthoughtofdoingthat.”
Jezebelfrownedandmotionedtothewalls.“Butyouhaveallthesehooksandrings.Iassumed…”
“Oh,that!Iliketosuspendmyself.PretendI’mflying.Ilovezip-liningacrossthetower.It’sgreat
fun!Wouldyouliketotryit?”
“Maybe later,” Jezebel said. Rapunzel was awfully sweet. And beautiful. And Jack clearly was
attractedtoher,asevidencedbyhisbobbingerection.
Yes, at ninety-nine percent compatible, Rapunzel will make Jack a lovely wife. Mission
accomplished.Iwon’tbeforcedtoblowdirtytransientsinalleysfortwobits.
Sowhyaren’tIhappier?
Puzzledbyherambiguousfeelings,JezebelwenttoworkbindingthebeautifulRapunzel.Onceshe
was finished with her dainty wrists, Jezzy wrapped a thick lock of golden hair tightly around
Rapunzel’s ankles, spreading her legs apart and looping the hair through the sliver hoops on the
walls.
“Oooh!Ilikethisalready!”Rapunzelsaid.
“Me,too.”Jackwastuggingonhisstiffmanhood,lustonhisfaceashedrankinthesightofthe
helplessandboundRapunzel.
Jezebel sighed, her heart sinking. She remembered when he used to look at her that way. And
despiteherbestefforts,shecouldn’thelpbutwishitwasshewhowastiedupforJacknow.
Jezebeleyedthemountainsofhairstillheapedaroundthetower,plentyforhertoclimbdownand
leavethetwolovebirdsinpeace.“Yourlovelydateawaits,Jack.”
“Andlovelysheis,”Jacksaid.“Butwe’renotyetready.”
Confused,JezebellookedbackatRapunzel.“We’renot?”
“It’syourturn,Jezzy,”Jacksaid,awickedgrinonhisface.
“M-myturn?”Jezebelmanaged.Herheartjumped,thenbegantorace,thenlaunchedintoasamba,
finishingoffwithanuptemporenditionofIfIHadaHammer.
“Yes.Irequirethehandson,sexualportionofyourservice,”Jackclarified.
“Oh,” Jezebel said. Here she was hoping he’d tie her up and enjoy her as much as he enjoyed
Rapunzel.She’dwantedhimtotouchher,teaseher,makelovetoher.Obviouslyshe’dgottencarried
away.
I’ll take whatever I can get in the short time I’m with him, even if it’s only in a professional
capacity.HeneverneedstoknowhowmuchImisshim.
Jezzynodded,regainingherself-control.“I’mhappytohelp.WouldyoulikemetotestRapunzel’s
responsivenesswhileyouwatch?”
“Uh,sure,”Jacksaid.“I’dbeokaywiththat.”
Jezebel dropped to her knees, her face between Rapunzel’s open thighs. The blond hair still
coveredhernuditylikeacurtain.Thewomansmelledaslovelyasshelooked,perfumed,yetwitha
muskyscentthatmadeJezzycurioustotaste.
“Wait,”Jacksaid.“Thiswon’tdoatall.”
Jezebelstopped,herfingersaninchfromthetressesdrapedoverRapunzel’sfolds.“Whatisit?”
“Youcan’tproperlytesther.Notthisway.”
“Why?What’swrong?”Thethoughtthatshe’dmadeamistakewhenthiswassupposedtobeher
specialtymadeJezzy’scheeksheat.
“Itwouldbeamuchbettertestifyouwerenaked,too.”
Thatdidn’tmakemuchsense,butJeznoddedanyway.
“Butleavetheboots,”Jackreminded.“Withoutthemthisstorywouldn’tresemblethePussinBoots
fairytaleatall.”
Jezebeltookofftheblouse,herbra,andherskirt,thenstoodinfrontofJack,pussyinboots.“Is
thisbetter?”
“Oh,yes.Butthere’sonemorething.”JacktookholdofJezebel’shandsandwrappedasilkyshank
ofgoldenhairaroundherwrists,bindingtheminfrontofher.
Excitement shivered over Jezebel’s skin. As he tied, her arms pushed against the sides of her
breasts,plumpingthemandtiltingtheirtinglingpeaksupward.
“Youlikethat,Jez?”
“I’mheretoservetheclient’sneeds,”shesaid,everthepro.
“Good.”JackmovedclosetoRapunzelandsmoothedherlonghairbacktorevealonenakedbreast
thentheother.Hermoundswerefullandheavy,herareolasadelicatepink.“NowIwantyoutolick
Rapunzel’snipples.”
Wristsbound,Jezzysteppedclosetotheblondbeauty.Shecircledastiffpeakwithhertongue,and
ashivershookRapunzel.TheshiversomehowspreadtoJez.
“Nowtheother,”Jacksaid,hisvoiceraspy.“Suckitintoyourmouth.”
Jezebeldid,playingwiththetightnubwithhertonguewhileshesucked.
Rapunzelarchedherbackformoreandmoaned.
“Nowrubyourtitsagainsthers,Jez.Nippleagainstnipple.”
Jezebel moved close. At the first touch of her sensitive peak to Rapunzel’s, a sensation zipped
through her like that of a delicious shock. She moved against the blonde’s breasts, still slick from
Jezzy’smouth.
“Oh,yes.”Jackblewoutahardbreath.“Nowthat’sresponsive.”
Jezebel wanted to suggest that it would feel even better with his cock sliding between Rapunzel’s
breasts,butshewasn’tsureitwasherplace.
Ofcourse,thatdidn’tstopherimagination.Jezcouldalmostfeelhisheadglidingbetweentheslick
mounds,watchingasitpokedinanout,andshealmostletoutamoan.
“Nowlickherpussy,Jez.Iwanttoseeifshe’sasresponsivetoyourtongueasIam.”
Jezebelloweredherselftoherknees,andJackopenedthedrapeofRapunzel’shairtoshowcase…
“Whoa.”Jacksaid.“That’sonehelluvabush.”
Indeed,thecurlymoundsspringingupfromRapunzel’sloinsweresomethingoutofa1970sporno
film.Andthecarpetdidnotmatchthecurtains.Ratherthangoldensilk,Rapunzel’spubesweredark
andkinky.
ItalmostlookedlikeshehadJimiHendrixsproutingbetweenherlegs.
“Can you find her pussy in there?” Jack asked, his voice tinged with concern. “Do you need a
hairbrush?Scissors?Aspotlight?Asearchpartywithbloodhounds?”
Jezebel used her tied hands to part the gigantic mound—seriously, it was like going down on a
ChiaPet—andfinallyshesawaglimmerofpinkhiddendeepwithin.Jezzybroughthermouthtothe
centerofRapunzel’sthighs,thehairwispedagainstherinacaress.
She laid a fat lick along the seam of Rapunzel’s pussy lips, and the woman gave a shiver that
seemedtoshaketheroom.ButJezebelhadonlyjustgottenstarted.
She delved deeper, taking the excited nub into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue, then sliding
intohersensitivetunnel.
Rapunzelsquirmed,raisingherpelvis.
Jezebeleaseduponthepressure.
The best oral sex was all about teasing, Jez knew. Teasing and coaxing and alternating firm
pressurewithalighttouch.
Jezzybeganarhythm.Softlicks.Hardlicks.PenetratingRapunzelwithhertongue.Avoidingher
completelyandlickingherthighsandbellybutton.
“Makeherbegforit,Jezzy,”Jackhuffed.
She cast a sideways glance at her billionaire ex-boyfriend and saw he was stroking himself
furiously.
“Begmetolickyou,”Jezsaid.
“Please!”Rapunzelgasped.“Pleaselickmeharder.”
“Keepteasingher,”Jacksaid.“Don’tlethercomeyet.”
Jack’sorderswereturningonJezebelinabigway,buttheyseemedtoincenseRapunzel,whowas
buckingandmoaningandcursinginawaythatwouldmakeGeorgeCarlinblush.
Seriously.Jezhadneverbeencalledan“ass-bangingmonkeyfuckwhorebitchrhinoslut”before.
And while the foul language didn’t bother Jez, Jack seemed to really enjoy it. He was beating meat
harderandfasterthanRockyatthepackingplant.
SoJezcontinuedtotease,Rapunzelcontinuedtogyrateandscreamobscenities,andJackcontinued
toabusehimselfsosavagelyJezfearedhemightruboffhisforeskin.
“Allright!”Jacksaid,abruptlyhaltinghisself-gratification.“I’vehadenough!”
At first, Jezebel feared she’d done something wrong. “I’m sorry, Jack. Did I misunderstand what
you—”
“Wanted?No.ButnowIwantsomethingelse.”
“Anything.Justtellme—”
“Whatitis?Well,I’lldothatifyou—”
“IfIgaveyouthechancetofinish?”Jezzysaid.
“Yeah.”Hegrinnedather.“Ineedtotrysomethingformyself.”
JackpulledJezebeltoherfeetthenfedthehairropebindingherhandsthroughahoopinthewall
straightaboveher.Ashestretchedherhandsaboveherhead,theroughhairsofhischesttickedher
breastsandnipples,makingthemtingle.
ThefeelingofthesofthairbindingherwristsexcitedJezebel,buthavingJackstandsoneartoher,
right in front of her, his face mere inches from hers, made her feel all melty and googly-eyed. Jez
couldsenseherownheartbeatinginherwrists,inherneck,andthoughtshehearditabovetheblood
nowroaringthroughherears.
Jackbroughthishandsdown.Hewassoclose,Jezcouldtastehisbreathinheropenmouth.Her
lipswereparted,andherownbreathsquickened,makingherbreastsriseandfall.Hernipplespoked
forward,cravingJack’smouthandtongue.
“Doesthatfeelgood?”heasked,hiscocoaeyespenetratinghers.
“Yes,” Jezebel breathed, trying to keep the excitement out of her voice, wanting him inside her
again.
“Good.”Heleanedforwardandbrushedhislipsoverhers.“Verygood.”
Jezzycaughtherselfleaningforwardforakiss.
ButJackleanedback,grinning.Hebroughtthelockofhairbetweenandaroundher,inacrisscross
fashion,sothatherbreastsliftedandjuttedforward.Hethenkneeleddown,takingoneofhernipples
between his lips. He moved his tongue over it, back and forth, back and forth, then nibbled ever so
lightly.
Jezebelgaspedinpleasure.Shetriedtoarchherback,thehairrestraininghermovement.Theheat
ofhismouthfeltsoamazing,Jezfeltherselfgrowevenmorewet,hothoneyslickingherfolds.
Jack pulled back, watched her face with a smirk, then worked the lock of hair around one leg,
windingitallthewaydownuntilhereachedJezzy’sankle,pullingherlegfarawayfromtheother.
Hefedthehairthroughthehoop,wrappeditaroundtheotherankle,andspreadherlegswide.
Jezzyfeltdeliciouslyhelpless.Similartothepillory,butevenmoresexybecauseshewasatJack’s
mercy,notBoPeep’s.HerbodyhummedwithexcitementandanticipationofwhatJackmightdoto
her.Whatshehopedthathewoulddotoher.
Allinthenameoftherapyandmatchmaking,ofcourse,sheremindedherself.
“Hey, you fucking elephant douchebag shit-lickers, did you fucking forget about me?” Rapunzel
shookherwholebodyviciously,asiftoremindthemofherpresence.
Jack stepped forward, standing in front of both Jezzy and Rapunzel. “Have you ever experienced
edging,Rapunzel?”
“Likeinsewing?”Sheasked.“Idon’twearclothes.”
“No,likeintheFiftyShadesofAliceinWonderlandseries.Aliceexperiencesedgingandorgasm
denial.It’sarealturn-on.”
“Whatacoincidence!ThosebooksareonmyKindle,”Rapunzelsaid.“Ihaven’tyetreadthem,but
nowIcan’twait!”
“Makesureyouhaveafriend,realorbattery-run,nearyouwhenyoudo.”Jacksteppedforward.
“Letmedemonstrate.”
JezebelgazedatJackashesteppedinfrontofRapunzel,brushedhislipslightlyacrosshers,then
trailed fevered kisses along her throat. He feathered his tongue over Rapunzel’s creamy breast,
alternatingbetweenlightkissesandlittlelicks.
Rapunzelsighed,archingherback.“Oooooh.”
Jacksuckedhernippleinbetweenhislips,flickinghistongueoverit,bitinglightlydownuponit
andmakingRapunzelcryout.Shestrainedherhipsforward,clearlywantingJacktotouchhermost
sensitivearea.
Jacksteppedback,smiling.Hisfacewasflushed,andhismanhoodstoodstraightout,twitching.His
eyes roamed over Rapunzel’s lovely, curvaceous body, as if he were drinking her in. He moved
forwardonceagainandlightlystrokedthebasketballafroofRapunzel’smound.
Heobviouslyfindsherattractive.Ialwayssuspectedhepreferredblondes.
JezebelfeltherheartsqueezeasshewatchedJackenjoyingRapunzel’sbody.Butifshe’stheonefor
him,thenI’vedoneit.I’vesucceeded.AndJack’shappinessisimportanttome.
Jezzy watched, becoming wetter, as Jack lightly slid two fingers over Rapunzel’s pussy. She
moanedandpushedherpelvisforwardstretchingherrestraintsandsighing.
JezebelcouldseehowslickRapunzelwasbecoming.HerjuiceswereshiningonJack’sfingersas
hegentlystrokedher,wispymovements,eversolightly,upanddown,thenroundandround.
“IthinkIlikeedging,”Rapunzelsighed.
Rapunzel tried to move her hips against Jack’s hand, but her hair cinched tightly limited her
movements.Shemoaned.“Please,Jack.Devourme.”
“Ingoodtime,”Jackmurmured.“You’rebeautifullikethis,Rapunzel.Helplessandpleading,and
hornyashell.Notmanyvisitorstothistower?”
“Ihavetheoccasionalvisitor,buttheyareveryimpatient.Theyjustwanttogetinandout,forthe
mostpart.”
“That’sashame.Youdeservebetter.”JackpressedhispalmagainstRapunzel’ssweetspot,making
slowcircles.
“Oh,mygosh!”Rapunzelcried,squeezinghereyesshut.“IthinkI’mgoingto…I’mgoingto…”
Jack withdrew his hand, now sliding it upward and cupping one of Rapunzel’s breasts while
grazinghisthumbbackandforthoverthepinklittlenipple.
“Uuuugh!”Rapunzelcried.“Youdog-blowingass-bitinghipposcrotum!You’reteasingmeworse
thanthatfart-muncherJezebel!”
“Thisiswhatedgingis.”
“Thenedgingsuckstheturdsoutofherpespigeons!”
“You’llthankmelater.”Jacksmiled,takinghernipplebetweenhisteethandlightlypullingback.
AsshewatchedJackwithRapunzel,Jezzyfeltherownfoldsswell,herclitprotruding,asifJack
werestrokingher,teasingher,bringinghertotheedgeyetnotlettinghergoover.Jackflickedhis
tonguebackandforthoverRapunzel’snipple,thenrolledhistongueoveritashisfingersskimmed
down her belly, gliding once again between her now shimmering folds. The slow up and down
movements,andRapunzel’scriesbecamelouderasshesquirmedagainsthisfingers.
“Iwillfuckingkillyouandyourwholefuckingfamilywithanaxeifyoudon’tletmecome,you
dildo-breathsonofawhore!”
Jackmerelychuckled,movingtotheotherbreastandsuckingthenipplebetweenhislipsandhis
fingerspleasuredRapunzel’ssecretpearl.
Jezebelfeltsoaroused,imaginingitwereherinRapunzel’splace,thatshewasdangerouslyclose
to coming herself. Need stung her hard little nub, and she felt her hips moving forward, searching
evenforastraystrandofRapunzel’shairtocaressher.
“Oh!Oh,mygosh!Oh,mygosh!”Rapunzel’svoicebecamehighwithurgency.
JackmovedawayfromRapunzel,grinning.
“Dieyougoatblowingthundershitasshole!”
“HaveyoubeentreatedforTourette’s?”JackaskedRapunzel.“Ithinkwe’vegonepastregularold
dirtytalk.”
“LET!ME!COME!”
“It’sedging.I’mdenyingyouorgasm.Trustme.Whenyoudocome,itwillbespectacular.”
“I’mgoingtotakeachainsawandstickitupyourgoddamn—”
JackwrappedalockofRapunzel’shairoverhermouthandtieditthere,effectivelygaggingher.
ThenhestaredatJezebelandmovedinfrontofher.
“Your turn, Jez. Still have that self-control you showed me at the restaurant during your
interview?”
Jezzy’sheartbeatquickenedyetagainasJackstoodsoclosetoher.“Ofcourse.I’maprofessional.”
Jack leaned in and took her earlobe lightly between his teeth. His tongue moved over it as his
breath warmed her ear, as if he were going to tell her a secret. The feeling of his breath was so
intimatethatJezebel’slegswentweak.
He swept his tongue over her throat and the knelt before her, planting little licks and kisses over
onebreast,thentheother,movingaroundthenipples.
Jezebelsighed,feelinghissoftchesthairagainstherhotfolds,ticklinghersensitive,swollenclit.
Shegrittedherteeth,tryingnottoshowhowarousedshealreadywas.
“Youcan’tfoolme,Jez.Iknowhowmuchyoulikethis.I’vedoneitbefore.Iknowhowyoulove
tohaveyourbreastslickedandkissed,andhowmuchyoulikethis…”Hemovedlower,blowinga
littlepuffofairoverher.
The feeling of his breath on her folds aroused her madly. Of their own accord, her hips rolled
forward,tighteningtherestraintsonherwristsandaroundherbreasts,squeezingthemfurther.
Jacksatbackonhisheels,thenstood,grantingJezebelabrief,muchneededreprieve.“Rapunzel,
youspendalotoftimealoneinthistower.Iimagineyouhavesomeinterestingtoys?”
Rapunzelscreamedsomethingunintelligibleintoherhair-gag,buthereyesturnedtowardalarge
woodentrunknexttothebed.
“MayI?”Jackasked,walkingoverit.
“Mmphhmmmphhgrrrrr!”
“Thankyoukindly.”
Jackopenedthetrunkandsmiledwidely.“Well,youcertainlyhaveanicevarietyhere.Hepulled
outalargepenis-shapeddildo.“Anditvibrates,”hesaid,switchingiton.
JackapproachedRapunzel.“Let’strythehighsetting.”
Rapunzelmoaned,noddingprofusely,tryingtosquirmforwardagainstthehairthatboundher.
JezebellickedherlipsasshewatchedJackholdthevibratoragainstoneofRapunzel’snipples.As
she arched her back and squirmed, Jack skipped the vibrator over her belly and pressed it, ever so
lightly,againstRapunzel’sglisteningpussy.
Rapunzel’sbreathsbecameraggedgasps,andshebegantobuck.
“Idon’tthinkso.”
Hemovedthedildoaway.Rapunzelscreamedinobviousfrustration.
“Iamthoroughlyenjoyingteasingyou,lovelyRapunzel.Icoulddothisforhours.”
Jezebel eyed Jack’s incredibly hard and erect cock as he teased Rapunzel with the vibrator. He
moved his manhood between her legs and rubbed it back and forth several times as he held the
vibratoragainsthersweetspot.
Rapunzel’seyesrolledupandherlovelyredlipspartedasshecriedoutinpleasure.
Onceagain,Jacksteppedback.
Morehigh-decibelscreaming.Jezwonderediftherewereanyearplugsinthetrunk.
“Doyouwantmetostop?”Jackaskedher.
Rapunzelshookherheadfrantically.
Jackchuckledagain.“That’swhatIthought.”
Jezebel was now panting, imagining that Jack was holding the vibrating dildo against her and
rubbing his manhood between her lips. Either pair. Desire sent tremors through her, and her legs
begantoquiver.
JackleanedforwardandkissedRapunzel’slips—theupperpairgaggedwithhair(thoughthelower
pair were also gagged with hair)—so softly and with such obvious affection that watching it went
straightthroughJezebel.
Jezebelfeltanoddmixtureofenvy,sadness,andscorchingarousalasshewatchedthemtogether.
Thechemistrybetweenthemwasnothingshortofcombustible.
ThenJackremovedRapunzel’shairgagandplowedhistongueintohermouthatthesamemoment
hedrovehismanhoodintoher,thevibratorpressedfirmlyagainstherclit.
RapunzelscreamedintoJack’scheeks,bellowingthemout,becomingsoloud,itwasclearthatshe
wasabouttoeruptintoorgasm.
JezzyexpectedJacktostepbackonceagain,butthistime,hedidn’t.
Rapunzel’s cries went on and on, and by the time she finished, Jezzy almost felt as if she’d had
multipleorgasmsrightalongwithher.
Almost.
WhenJack’sbuttocksclenchedwithhisclimaxandheemptiedhimselfintoRapunzel,theirhostess
saggedagainstherrestraintsandfinallySTFU,obviouslywrungoutwithexhaustion.
Jackclimbedoff,andthenturnedhishungryeyesuponJezebel.Heclenchedthedildotightlyinhis
fist,asifitwereaweapon.
“Andnowit’syourturn.”
Yes!Jezebelthought,readytosquee.Oh,yes!
“Hey,bitches,”Rapunzelsaid,yawningwide.“Ihatetobreakuptheparty,butIneedalittlenapif
I’mtogototheballtonight.Ifyouwouldn’tmind,thewindowisthatway.Youcanusemyhairand
letyourselfout.”
BallingPrinceCharming…
Jezebeldressed,hidingherdisappointmentthatshewasn’tgoingtomakelovetoJackonefinaltime
beforethewedding.RapunzelandJackhadobviouslyhititoff.Shewasaperfectmatchforhim.The
algorithm had predicted correctly. Jack would ask Rapunzel to Prince Charming’s fairytale ball,
marryher,andbeblissfullybound(literallyandfiguratively)forlife.
“Well, Rapunzel, it’s been fun.” Jack pulled on his pants and zipped them up as he approached
Rapunzel,whowasstilltiedwiththegoldenlocksofherhair.
“Itcertainlyhasbeen,”Rapunzelsaid,yawning.Hereyesweredroopywithdrowsiness.“MaybeI’ll
seeyouattheballlater.”
“Yeah.Maybe.”
Jezebelfrowned.
“Waitamoment,”JezebelsaidasJackfreedRapunzelfromthehairbondage.“Aren’tyougoingto
thefairytalecastletogether?That’swhereyou’resupposedtoannounceyourengagement.”
Rapunzelshookherhead.“She’sadorable,butkindofdense,”shesaidtoJack.
JackstaredatJez.“I’mnottakingRapunzeltotheball.”
“W-what?”JezebelstoppedwalkingandstaredatJack.“Butyoulookedsohappyintherewithher.
Therewassexualchemistrybetweenyoutwo.She’syoursexualsoulmate.Accordingtomyprogram,
you’reninety-ninecompatible!”
“She’scertainlyagreatlady,andalotoffun.”
“Fucking-A I am,” Rapunzel agreed. “But there has to be more than chemistry. It’s obvious Jack
doesn’tloveme.”
“Well,whynot?”Jezebelwastornbetweenfeelinglikeshe’dfailed,onceagain,andbeingrelieved
thatJackwouldn’tbemarryingRapunzel.
It was an irrational feeling, because she’d have to give him up soon. Especially since time was
runningout.Itwouldbenighttimeinacoupleofshorthourstheywouldhavetobeatthecastlefor
theball.
“Hisbodywascertainlyintoit,”Rapunzelsaid.“Buthisheartwasn’t.”
Thiscouldn’tbe!Shewassupposedtobetheone!
AlumproseinJezzy’sthroat.
What about the interview with Big Cock Billionaire Magazine? If Jack didn’t get married, her
match-makingbusinesswouldberuined.Jezwouldbelefthomeless,suckingofftrampsforpocket
change.
“What about the interview with Big Cock Billionaire Magazine?” she said. “If you aren’t getting
married, my match-making business will be ruined. I’ll be left homeless, sucking off tramps for
pocketchange.”
“Dense,andkindofadramaqueen,”Rapunzelsaid.
“Jezzy,youwon’tbehomeless.Andwhyareyoutalkingaboutsuckingofftramps?Whatdoesthat
havetodowithanything?NotthatIthinkyourbusinesswillberuined,buttherearen’tanyotherjob
opportunities open to you? It’s either run your own company, or blow bums? There’s no middle
groundthere?Maybeamanagementposition?Themedicalfield?Realestate?”
“Ican’tfailatthis,Jack,”Jezebelimplored.“It’stooimportant.”
“Jezebel,Idon’twanttocontinuethis—”
Ohno!He’sgoingtogiveuponme!ThenI’llbeatotalfailure!Thinkfast!
“Waitasecond.”Jezebelpulledhertabletfromherhandbag.Shedidafewquickcalculations,then
smiled.“Ihaveanidea.AsinglelookingforaspousewhoIalmostmissed.”
“Jez,Idon’tneedto—”
“Comeon,Jack.Takeonemorechanceonme,please?”
Jackfrowned.
“Youstillliketryingnewthings,don’tyou?”
Henodded,albeitreluctantly.“YouandI’vetriedalotofnewthingstogether.”
“Exactly. And I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I’ve been seeing this whole search
fromthewrongangle.”
“Youhave?”
“Yes.ButnowIunderstand.”
Hisexpressionbrightened.“Youdo?”
“Yes.Sowillyougivemeonelastchance?”
Pleaselethimsayyes,please,please,please…
“Ofcourse,Jez.That’swhatI’vebeentryingtosayallalong.”
Jezebel let out a breath of pure relief. “Great. Fantastic. Stupendous. Leave everything to me. We
needtogettothecastle!Rapunzel,letdownyourhair!”
“Goingtosleep,”shedroned.“Doityourself.”
Theydidaquickrappeldown,Jezebelwishedshe’daskedRapunzelwhatkindofhairconditioner
sheusedbecauseitwasseriouslyamazing—Imean,whydidn’tthiswomanhaveanendorsementdeal
yet?—andthenJezwasonceagainpunchingcoordinatesintotheGPSonJack’sbike.
In the United States, amusement parks were often found surrounding the resident castle.
Fairytaleland was no different in this regard. But the amusements in the park were different. Quite
different.
When they arrived, Jezebel reluctantly let go of Jack’s waist as he killed the bike’s engine. She
swungherlegoverthebikeandgazedatthecastlethrustingintotheskybehindtheamusementpark.
The tower was erect and formidable, a stark reminder of her upcoming interview with Big Cock
BillionaireMagazine,amongotherthings,andJezwasstruckagainbythefearthatshewasrunning
outoftime.
SheneededtohaveJackengagedbythetimetheclockstrucktwelveorhiscoachwouldturnback
toapumpkin.
Wait,wrongfairytale.
SheneededtokilltheogrewhoownedthecastleandconvincethekingitbelongedtoJack.
Wait,correctfairytale,butanogredidn’townthiscastle,andJackwassorichhecouldbuyitany
timehepleased.
Sheneededtofindhissoulmateandmaybegetonelastlayinbeforehewasmarried.
Soundedlikeaplan!
Jezebelfocusedontheamusementpark.FromhereshecouldseetheFerriswheelslowlyturning
and a twisty rollercoaster bulleting through the air. The delighted shrieks of the passengers cut
throughtheimpendingtwilight.Notjustshrieksoffearanddelight,butalsoshrieksofpassion.
“Youlikeamusementparks,rightJack?”
Jack climbed off the motorcycle. “I remember going to amusement parks with you, Jez. We had
fun,didn’twe?”
Jezebelsmiledalittlesadly.“Wedid.Andthisoneisspecial.Trustme.”
Jacktookherhandandinterlacedhisfingerswithhers.“Itrustyou,Jez.Alwayshave,alwayswill.”
Jezebel’sheartfluttered.Thismightbethelasttimetheyheldhands.Herstomachknotted,andshe
wasn’tsureifitwasduetothepressureoffindingJackasoulmateintime,orbecauseshetrulydidn’t
wanttolethimgo.
Butwhatevertheanswer,itwastoolateforregrets.Shehadajobtodo.
“Hello,Jezebel!”
Jezzyglancedupandspottedtheprincestandingatthetopofawaterslide.Hecutanimpressive
figure,sixfeettallandallchiseledmuscle,large,greyeyesandstrikingNordicfeatures.Rumorhad
ithehadoncelookedlikeafrog,beforehe’dhadworkdone.
But however his perfection had come about, the man was undeniably gorgeous. He was also
undeniablynaked.
He slid down the waterslide and sailed through the air, landing on both feet in front of Jack and
Jezebel.“Jezebel,howlovelytoseeyou.”
Hekissedherhand,thenturnedtoJackanddippedintoanexaggeratedbow,wavinghisarmwitha
flourish. “Prince Charming at your service. Pleased to make your acquaintance. I just got Jezebel’s
emailsayingthetwoofyouwereonyourwayhere.Herideaisinteresting,don’tyouthink?”
Jacklookedpuzzled.“IalwaysfindJezebel’sideasinteresting.”
Theprincegrinned.“Thenlet’sbegin!Ihavejusttheride.Ithinkyou’llquiteenjoyit.Followme.”
Jack shot a confused glance at Jezzy, and she answered with a smile. Then Prince Charming
motionedforthemtofollow,andhestartedoffthroughtheamusementpark.
Theypassedseveralrides,includingagiantrocketthatshotintoadarkcave,agiantdrillthatsank
into a deep hole, a monorail that raced back and forth through a tight tunnel, and a giant cock that
thrustrepeatedlyintoahugevagina.
Finallytheprincestoppedatatrampolineplatform.Astructureofpolessurroundedit,andfrom
each a harness dangled from bungee cords. Several naked couples already occupied the ride,
bouncingwhileenjoyingallmannersofintercourse.
Vaginalintercourse.
Oralintercourse.
Analintercourse.
Philosophicalintercourse.
Politicalintercourse.
And every other kind of intercourse Jezzy could imagine (except bestial intercourse and incest,
sinceAmazondoesn’tallowthem).
ThewholescenewascrazyandarousingandmadeJezebelkeenlyawareithadbeenatleastalong
timesinceherlastorgasm.
“Itlookslikefun!”Jackwatchedwithagrinonhisface,lookinglikeakidatChristmas.
TheprincewatchedJackwithagleaminhiseye.“Wouldyouliketotryit?”
“Absolutely!”
“Excellent!Youwillneedtoremoveyourknickers,Jack,”Charmingsaid.
Jack dropped his pants faster than Jezebel had ever seen him remove them before. Of course, he
hadpracticedalottoday.
“Comeon,Jez.”
Trying to ignore the tingle in her nipples and nether region, Jezebel shook her head. Time was
tickingaway,andthiswasherlastchance.ShehadtoputJack’sfuturehappinessoverherownneeds.
“Itlooksveryenjoyable,butIthinkI’llsitthisoneout.”
Jacklookedattheplatformofbungeebouncers.Everyonehadasexualpartnerandtherewereno
stragglers.“ButwhowillIbouncewith?”
Charmingchuckled.“Why,withme,yousillydilly.”
“W-what?”Jack’smouthdroppedopen.
“PrinceCharmingisyourdate,”Jezebelsaid.“Idon’tknowwhyIneverthoughtofincludingmen
inthesearch,before.Butaccordingtomyalgorithm,youtwoareonehundredpercentcompatible!
Notonlydoyouhaveallofthesamelikes,dislikes,kinks,turn-ons,hobbies,andaffectationsforthe
samesportsteams—”
“GoPackers!”bothCharmingandJacksaid,pumpingtheirfistsinunison.
“—but you’re also the same size, which means you can exchange wardrobes. You can wear each
other ’sNikes.”
“Guysdon’treallytradeshoes,Jez,”Jacksaid.
“Butifyoudecideyouwantto,youcan!Thismatchisperfect!”
Jackshrugged.“Heseemslikeacooldude,butIdon’tknowaboutthis,Jez.”
“Oh,don’tbeapansy,”Charmingsaid.“You’regoingtolovethis.Ipromise.”
“Haveyoutriedthisridewithaman?”JackaskedCharming.
“Well, I’ve tried it many times with women, and once with a man after eating some magical
mushrooms.I’m pretty sureI enjoyed it.I was found wanderingthe outside ofthe castle dressed in
onlyafireman’shatandsingingYMCA.”
Jack considered, eyeing Charming’s erection suspiciously. Then that impish grin broke over his
lips.
“Okay,we’llgiveitashot.ButIthinkweneedalittlefacilitation.Jezebel,wouldyoustartusoffby
showingCharminghowyoublewmeinBangkoklastsummer?”
Just the memory of their time in Bangkok sent stirrings deep in her loins. The thought of taking
JackintohermouthagainturnedheronsomuchthatJezimmediatelyfeltwarmthgatherbetweenher
legs.
The prince stepped forward, holding a harness for Jack. “Here, Jack, put on your harness while
Jezebelgetsundressed.”
“Thanks,”Jacksaid,andbothmengrinnedather.
Jezzyshrugged.Ifherclientsneededherhelp,whowasshetoargue?Especiallysinceitmightbe
thelasttimeshetookJackintohermouth.Shestrippeddowntohersexyboots,andwhensheturned
backtothemen,theywerebothbouncingintheirharnesses,theirstifferectionsbouncingwiththem.
ShestoodinfrontofJack.“Nowlet’ssee.HowdidIblowyouinBangkok?”
“Verywell.”
Since Jezzy and Jack had split up, she’d tried not to think too much about Bangkok, but now she
couldn’t help but indulge. That time was one of the happiest in her life, back when she’d still been
strugglingcomingupwithtuitionforschool,andJackseemedtohaveevenlessambitionthanhedid
money.
Shemightnotbeabletogobacktothattime,butshewouldenjoyJackwhileshestillcould,and
thenafterhe’dmarriedandmovedonwithhislife,shecouldaddthismemorytohercollectionof
hotandhappythoughts.
Jezzybentatthewaist,Jack’sbeautiful,fatcockbobbingbeforeherface,andawhooshofarousal
moved over her. She blew on his engorged tip then licked the ridge slowly, swirling her tongue
aroundhiscircumference.Herwallstightened,thenclenched.Beforesherealizedit,shehadletouta
softmoan.
“Ithinkyou’reenjoyingthisasmuchasJackis,Jezebel.”
Glancingbehind,JezzycouldseeCharminghadtakenhisownmanhood,whichwasastoundingly
largeandthick,intoonehand.
Hebroughthisotherbetweenherlegs,caressing.“Jezebel,yourlipsareunbelievablysexy.”
Jezzy wasn’t certain which lips he was talking about, but either worked for her. She felt
unbelievably sexy as she moved her mouth over Jack’s cock and began to slowly slide it back and
forth, her bare breasts swaying with the rocking movement. She massaged his underside with her
tongue, taking him more deeply into her mouth each time she moved forward. He seemed to grow
harderwitheverystrokeshemade.
SheplacedherhandsonJack’sharnessedassandheglidedforwardeasily,aidedbythesuspension
bythebungeecords.Shefocusedonthelittledivotonthetipofthebulboushead,flickinghertongue
back and forth, back and forth, then once again twirling around him. Warmth dripped between her
thighs, slippery under Charming’s fingers. Her nipples brushed Jack’s legs, the friction sending a
zingofpleasurethroughher.
Moaning,Jackbegantothrusthiships.
Behindher,theprinceslippedafingerinsideher.
Thentwo.
Thenthree.
Jezspreadherthighswide.Shewassowet,sohungry,andasJackswungagainsther,shepushed
backagainstCharming,wantinghisfingerstopenetratedeeper.
“Youaresoincredible,Jez,”Jacksaid.“JustlikeBangkok.”
Pleasureflushedoverher,andJezzytookhimfullyintohermouth,feelingtheheadpushagainst
the back of her throat, then brought her lips all the way back again. She tasted a drop of his salty
nectaronhertongueandthetastemadeherpussyquiver.
Jackbouncedgentlyupintohermouth,thencamedown,almostallthewayout.Hegroaned,then
grunted.“Imightneedtogetoneofthesecontraptions,Charming.”
“Yes, it’s quite delightful.” Grunting, Charming grasped Jezzy’s hips and bounced into her, his
manhoodpushingagainstheropeningfrombehindthenslidinginside.
“Oh,”shesaidaroundJack’scock,thensuckedhimdeepintoherthroat.
“Oh,”Jackechoed.
“MissJezebelfeelsquitedelightful,too.”Charming’snextthrustcameharder,sendingthethreeof
thembouncingintotheair,JezzybridgedbetweenJack’scockandCharming’s.
Jackletoutalonggroan.“I’mgoingtocome.”
Jezzylethimslidefromhermouth.“Notyet.”
“ButJez…”
“Youtwohavetogettoknoweachother.That’swhywe’rehere!”
“Absolutelyright.”CharmingpulledhimselfoutofJezzy.“Well,then.Let’sseeifI’mastalented
withmymouth.”
Charmingdidasomersaultintotheairandturnedupsidedown.“Catchme,Jack!”
Usinghisquickreflexes,JackcaughtCharming’ships,holdinghimsuspendedupsidedown.
“Fabulous!Wecouldtakethisactontheroad!”Charmingsaid,hismouthlessthananinchfrom
Jack’sglisteningmanhood.
Jezebelnoticedthatthesunwassinkingonthehorizon.“You’restalling,Charming.”
Charmingsighed,lookingatherupsidedown.“SoIam.Ineedtoconfess.I’malittleinsecure.Not
surewhattodo.”
“Justdowhatyoulikedonetoyou.Suckthewayyoulikebeingsucked.Usethesametechniques.I
usealotoftongue,”Jezebelsaid.
“I’mlosingwoodhere,Charms,”Jacksaid.
CharmingwrappedhisarmsaroundJack’shipsandpulledhimselfdownwardtowardhim,taking
thetipintohismouth.
He twirled his tongue around the head, then around the ridge, then bounced Jack lightly up and
downintheharnesstoaidinthesucking.
Jackmoaned,hiseyessquintingwitharousal.“Amazing.”
Jezzy watched Charming suck Jack, his own shaft bobbing with each bounce. She squeezed her
thighstogether,tryingtostaythethrobinherpussy.ShewishedshecouldjumponJackandbounce
awaytoherheart’scontent,takeCharminginhermouth,allofthemtangledinahot,eroticembrace.
Shepinchedhernipples,caressedherswollensweetspot,anythingtosquelchhermaddeningdesire
tojointhefray.
“Whydon’tyoutrythesamethingwithme?”Charmingasked.Hisconsiderablerodjerkedupand
downbeforeJack’sface,asifagreeing.“Asyoucansee,thecordsmakeusvirtuallyweightless.You
canpullandpushmeupanddownasyoulike.”
JacklookedatCharming’sbobbingdickdubiously,thenletoutamoanofpleasureasCharming
continuedsuckingonhiserection.
“Oh, please suck me, Jack. This boner I have, combined with the blood currently rushing to my
head,ismakingmefeelfaint.”
Butapparentlynotterriblyso,Jezzythought,becauseheresumedsuckingandlicking.
“Okay.ButIreally…don’tknowwhatI’m…doing.”
“NeitherdidCharming,”Jezzypointedout,“andhe’sdoingafantasticjob,isn’the?”
“Oh,yes.”Takingadeepbreath,JackgraspedCharming’shipsandlickedtheheadofhisengorged
member.
Charmingmoaned,andbegansuckingandlickingfaster.
Jack answered, then took Charming into his mouth. At first he moved slowly, but as Charming
becamemoreandmorearoused,moaninginhisthroatandhumpingJack’smouth,Jackbecamemore
enthusiastic.
Jackgroaned,pullingandpushingCharmingupanddownintohismouth,apparentlyforgettinghis
doubtsandreallygettingintothevertical69.Hedidagentlebounceupanddown,movinginunison
withCharming’smouth.
Itwasalovelycycleofhorninessanddebauchery,asweretheanticsallovertheamusementpark.
Jezebel watched as Jack and Charming pushed each other up and down, sucking and licking,
weightless in the bungee cords, and the stirrings in her walls became unbearable. Her nipples had
tightenedhardandwerethrobbingsomethingfierce.
Theprince’slong,elegantfingerssqueezedthecheeksofJack’sass.Thenhepushedafingerinto
Jack’sbottom.
Jack’s eyes snapped open, but then rolled heavenward as Charming sucked the head of his cock,
thrustinghisfingerinandout.
SeeingthesetwosexymensoarousedmadeJezebelsohornythatherclitthrobbedandherpussy
wallsclenched.Manonmanwashot!
TheprinceletJackfallfromhislips.“Don’tcomejustyet,bigboy.Ihaveplansforyou.”
Jack pulled his mouth from Charming’s glistening cock, looking more than a little disappointed
thatthe69wasbeingcutshort.“Whatplans?”
“Something different.” Charming did a back flip back onto the floor of the trampoline, and
bouncedforafewminutes,wavinghisarmsinlittlecirclesintheair.
Jackbeganbouncingaswell.“ButIwassoenjoyingtheoutstanding69wewerehaving.”
“Ididtoo.”Theprincelethisbouncingslowuntilhewasjustgentlybobbingonthetrampolinein
frontofJack.“Butnowit’stimeforyoutositonmypecker.”
“What?”Jacklookedbothshockedandpuzzled.
“AndthesexyJezebelwillblowyouatthesametime.”
AbigsmilespreadacrossJack’sface.“Well,thatmightworknicely.”
Jezebelfeltdrunkwithneed.Shewasontheedgeoforgasm,andknewthatifthiscontinuedshe’d
come again without anyone even touching her. But now? Now she could do it while her lips were
wrappedaroundJack.
“Isecondtheidea,”Jezzysaid.
Charmingpattedtheheadofhisincrediblyhardcock.“Comeandsit,Jack.OrshouldIsay,sitand
come?”
“I’veneverdonethisbefore,”Jacksaid.
“You’dnevergivenablowjobbefore,andthatwasfun,right?”
“True.Okay.”Jackstoodupinhisharnessandturnedsohewasfacingawayfromtheprince.
“Jezebel,”Charmingsaid.“Comeoverhereandgrabaharness,hotstuff.”
Jezebel did as he said, then knelt in front of Jack. She was so excited about the idea of sucking
Jack’smanhoodagainthatashivermovedoverherandalightsweatbeadedoverherskin.Shehoped
thesheenlookedsexytoJackasshetookhismemberintohermouthandmassagedthesmoothskin
withhertongue.Shebeganwithlightsucking,andJackrespondedwithapassionatemoan,moving
hishipsupanddown.
“Jezebel,playwithhisballs,”Charmingsaid,“I’mgoingtogethimready.”
JezebelslippedahandbeneathJack’scockandtookhissackintoherhand,lightlypalpatingwith
her fingers as Charming lightly massaged his passage with a sweet-smelling lube that hung from a
nearbybungee.
“Aaaaaah,”Jackresponded.Hemovedhishipsfasterandfaster,jackhammering(nopunintended.
Okay,itactuallywasintended.)Jezebel’smouthandthroatwithhiscock.
“Youlikemyfingerinyourass,Jack?”Charmingaskedhim.
“Oh,yes.Yes!”Jackmoaned.
Jezebel licked and sucked, devouring Jack like she’d been starving and he was her first meal in
days. She focused on the head, sucking hard, then soft, feathering her tongue along the tip, then
lathing fat licks over the head. Her nipples moved against Jack’s thighs, and she lost herself to
sensation.
“Areyousufficientlyhorny,Jack?”Charmingsaid.
“Yes!Oh,yes!”Jacklookedlikehewasreadytotryanythingrightthen.
“Fabulous!” Charming’s words were once again clear. “Now slowly lower your sweet buns. I’m
still wet from your luscious mouth, but I’ve just added some tingling lubricant. I call it jiffy lube. I
carry it around for when little Elvis’s muscle gets sore. You know, from all the shows we do. He
positivelyadoresit.Mydinkwillfeelsensationalinyourass.”
“Don’tusetheword‘dink’,Charming.Itharshesmymojo,”Jacksaid.
“Okay,then.Loweryoursweetbunsontomyfuck-stick.Ordoyouprefer‘bat’?I’mwellenough
endowedtocallmycockabat,aren’tI?Howaboutmylovebat?”
“That’stoovampire-ish.LikebeingnailedbyCountDracula.”
“StakedbyCountDracula?”
“Canyoujuststopitwiththenicknames?”
“Okay.Mycock.”
“Thatworks,”Jacksaid,beginningtolowerhimselfontoCharming’scock.
JezebelcontinuedlickingandsuckingJackashesettledonCharming’slap.
“Whoa,”Jacksaid.“Ithurts…alittle…butyou’rehittingaspot…”
“That’syourprostategland.AKAthep-spot.”
“Jezhashititbefore…withherfinger…butthisismore…intense.”
“WelllittleElvisthevampirelovebatisabitbiggerthanafinger,dearheart.”
“Charms…”
“Fine.Mycock.Mycockisbiggerthanafinger.”
“Itsureis.I’mnotsurehowlongIcanholdout.”
“Justtakeiteasythere,Jack,”Charmingsaid.“Jezebel?Keepitup.”
Jezebel made love to Jack with her mouth, delighting in his taste, his hardness, the scent of his
arousal.Inthepast,therehadbeendayswhenthey’dgottenlostineachother,justlikethis.Spending
houruponhourpleasuringoneanotherbeforecollapsingexhausted,thenwakingtodoitagain.
“IthinkI’mgoingtocome,”Jackgrunted.
Wantingtoseetheaction,Jezzylethimslidefromhermouth,andthensqueezedherbreastsaround
his manhood, gliding her mounds up and down his slick shaft. He felt so good. So hot. An orgasm
built,hermusclesclenchingandspasming.
“Oh,god!”Jackliftedhiships.“Oh,god!”
“Jezebel,”Charminggrunted,lookingoverJack’sshoulder,hisvoicehoarsewithlust.“Thatisso
hot.IwanttoseeJackcomealloveryourluscioustits.”
Charmingusedhiskneestobounce,lettingsuspensionandgravitydomuchoftheworkforhim,as
hiscockwentdeeplyin,thencamealmostallofthewayoutofJack’sbottom.
Jack thrust himself fiercely between Jezebel’s breasts and Charming assaulted him from behind.
ThenJack’sfacecontortedinecstasy,somethingJezknewsowell.
“I’mgoingtocome!”
Charminghumpedfaster.“Me,too!”hesaidthroughgrittedteeth.
Theirdualorgasmsfeltliketheyshookthewholeamusementpark.
The sight was so incredibly sexy and erotic that Jezebel felt her own climax bloom. Her walls
clenched,squeezed,andreleasedoverandoverassheheldontoJack,shakingandquiveringashis
essencesquirtedoverhernipples.
Best.Ride.Ever.
AndJezebelStillDoesn’tGetIt…
JackandCharmingremovedtheirharnessesandJezzycleanedherselfupwithatissuethathungfrom
abungeecord.Thatprobablydoesn’tmakemuchsense,buthasanyofthissofar?
Asshedid,Jackstretchedouthishandandclaspedtheprince’s.
“Well,Charming,youcertainlystretchedmyboundaries.Nottomentionmybottom.Butasfunas
itwas,Idon’tthinkI’masattractedtomenasIamtowomen.”
Charmingnodded.“Itwasgreatfun,Jack.Anytimeyou’dliketotakearide,pleasedropby.”
“Iwill.”
“Well,I’llseeyoubothontheredcarpet.”
ThePrincewavedandmarchedoff,andJezebelthrewthetissueintoagarbagecan(whichhungon
a bungee cord). She was teetering on the verge of despair. The ball was in an hour, and she hadn’t
foundJack’ssoulmate.Thesinkingfeelinginherstomachmadeherwanttothrowup.Therewasno
gettingaroundit.She’dfailed.
“Jack,I’msosorry,but—”
“Jezebel,youkeepapologizingallthetime.”
“Iknow,and—”
“Youdon’thavetokeepapologizing.”
“I’msorry,butI—”
“Youjustapologizedagain.”
Jezebel felt like her whole world was crumbling, but she stayed strong. “Look, I know you had
faithinme,Jack.AndIreallydoappreciateit.”
Jack’sfaceturnedsolemn.“Istillhavefaithinyou,Jez.ButthereasonIhiredyouinthefirstplace
is—”
“Hi,Jezebel!”afemalevoicecalledout.
Jezzy turned around, grateful for the interruption. No doubt Jack was about to fire her—she was
sure of it—but she’d been given a momentary reprieve. There, near the red carpet entrance to the
castle,perchedonasilverthroneonthetopofacarnival-styleshootinggame,was…
Well,itwasthesweetest,mostbeautiful,andnicestwomanJezebelhadeverknown.
“It’smyfriend,Alice!”JezzysaidtoJack.“Ihaven’tseenhersincecollege!”
“Alice?TheactressfromAlice’sSexualPiercingAdventure?”
Jezebel had almost forgotten that Alice was Jack’s favorite adult film star. “She must be in
Fairytalelandtoballtheprince…ImeanforPrinceCharming’sBall.Wouldyouliketomeether?”
“WouldI!”
“Thenfollowme.”
Theywoundthroughthecrowdgatheredaroundthegame.AsJezzydrewcloser,shecouldseethat
Alicewasn’tmerelywatchingthegame,shewaspartofit.
Abigpartofit.
Halfburstingoutofabarely-therebluedress,Alicesatwiththeflouncyskirthikedup,legsspread,
andnopanties.Herprivateswereexposedforalltosee,agleamofslivertwinklingfromthehoodof
herengorgedclit.
Just below Alice’s spread thighs was a duplicate of Prince Charming’s head, mouth open, out of
whichprotrudedalarge,rubbertongue.Thegamebooth’sbannerreadJerkandShoot.
AmanbelowthepedestalstaredupatAlice,strokinghimself.Alineformedbehindhim.
“Comeone,comeall!”Acarnivalbarkerwearingatophatcalledtothecrowd.“Testyourpower
tomakethisfamousmoviestarbeg!”
Amaninarabbitsuitstoodatthefrontofthelinetakingtickets.AsJezzyandJackdrewcloser,she
noticed the bunny suit only covered his top half, leaving him naked from the waist down. His erect
shaftcurvedupwardinsuchacharmingway.
“Jerkoffintotheclown’smouth,andwatchAlicecome!”Therabbitannounced.“It’sforagreat
cause,andeveryonewins!”
Asifoncue,themanpleasuringhimselfshuddered,criedout,andcame,shootinghisseedintothe
openmouthofaclown’sheadpositionedafewinchesaway.
Abellsounded,Ding!Ding!Ding!
“Wehaveawinner!”Themaninthehatannounced.
Therubbertonguebelongingtothegiantprince’sheadbegantoflapupanddown,upanddown
betweenAlice’sopenthighs.
“Oooh!Oooh,yes!”Alicecried.Shewrithedinherthrone,thedressslippingoffoneshoulderand
exposinganerectnipple.“Oooohitfeelssogood!”
Butthetonguestoppedafteronlyafewseconds.
“No!Please!Iwassoclose!”
Alicesquirmedandpoutedandpanted,wigglingherperfectbodyandoozingsexuality.
“Isn’tshefabulous?”askedthemanintherabbitsuit.
“Isn’tshestupendous?”askedthemaninthehat.
“Shesureis,”JezebelheardJackwhisper.
AndJackwascorrect.Alice—whoJezebelhadpracticallyworshippedincollegebecauseshewas
so smart and confident and pretty and sexy and adventurous and fun—seemed to have gotten even
morefabulousandstupendous.Alicewasabsolutelyperfectinabsolutelyeveryway.Seeingheragain
after so many years made Jezebel happy. But it also brought back some shameful feelings of
insecurity. And a little envy. In school, Alice was always the most popular. The most beloved. On
morethanoneoccasion,JezwishedshewasAlice.
Therabbitmancontinuedhispatter.“Hurry,Hurry,Hurry!Comeone,comeall!Tryyourhandat
JerkandShoot.It’sforagreatcause!”
Thenextmaninlinesteppeduptotherabbit.“WhatdoIwin?”
“Everyone’sawinner!”Thebunnymansaid.“Guaranteed!Orwearen’tTheHareandtheHatter!”
“TheHatterandtheHare!”yelledtheoneinthehat.
“Well, yeah. I get that. You keep saying it again and again. But what do I win?” The man asked
again.
“Yougettojerkoff!Intoaplasticclown’smouth!”Haresaid.
Themanlookeddubious.
“It’sallforcharity.Probably.”
“Whatcharity?”
“Whocares?Someonewillgetyourmoney,andyougettojerkoff!”Hattershouted.“Comeon!
You’llbe…amazedandastounded!”
“Atcominginaplasticclown’smouth?”themansaid.
“What does the clown have to do with anything?” another asked. “What’s the difference between
thisandapeepshow?”
“Thisisnomerepeepshow,mygoodsir.Peepshowsdon’thaveaplasticclown.”
Thefirstmanrubbedhischin.“Yourargumentisprettypersuasive.I’lldoit.”
“Great!”Alicesaid,scoochingdownalittlemore,apparentlyreadyingherselfforthetongue.“Go
forit!”
Themanfreedwillyandbegantuggingonhimself,moaningandgroaning,butnothinghappened.
“Canshetakeoffherdressandplaywithhernipples?For,uh,inspiration?”
“Whatagreatidea!”saidHare.
“Whydidn’twethinkofthat?”askedHatter.
Alicebegantotugonhernippleringsandmoan.
NexttoJez,Jackmoaned.Hiscock,whichwaslimponlymomentsago,startedtostir.“Nowonder
she’sastar.She’sinspiring.”
“Inspiring…”Jezebelrepeated.Truerwordshadneverbeenspoken.
Apparently the man playing the game thought so, too. Within a moment he was shuddering and
cryingout,spurtingintotheclown’smouth.Alicewrithedonthewigglingtongue,comingloudlyfor
thecrowdasherhipsrolledandbreastsbounced.Fivemoremenlinedup.
OneofthosemenwasJack.
“Youreallylikeher?”Jezebelaskedhim.
“She’s…uh…okay,Iguess.”
“Yougotintolinetojerkoffwhilewatchingher.”
“Yeah.Butit’sforcharity.Probably.”
Aliceraisedaneyebrow.“Soyou’redoingthisforcharity?”
“Well,sure.Plus,I’veneverwankedintoaplasticclown’smouthbefore.Imean,whodoesn’twant
totrythatatleastonce?”
ButJezebelsawthroughJack’slameexcuse.Likealltheothermenhere,JackwantedAlice.
Whichgaveherabrilliantidea.
“Letmechecksomething…”Jezebelfishedhertabletfromthepileoftheirdiscardedclothing.A
fewtapsofthescreen,and“Yes!YouandAliceare105%compatible!”
Jackfrowned.“Jez,youknow105%isimpossible.Youcan’thave105%ofsomething.”
“Butthealgorithmsdon’tlie!”
“Jezzy…Ithink…”
“Don’tthink,Jack.Feel.Thisisit.Aliceisyoursexualsoulmate.Ijustknowit.Yousaidyourself
thatshe’sstupendous.”
“Yeah,sheis.But…”
“Iknewit.”
WhenAlicehadfinishedwhathadtobehereighthorgasm,Jezzybuttedintolineandwavedather.
“Ohmygosh,Jezebel!It’sbeensolongsinceI’veseenyou!”sheturnedtoherpitchmen.“Hatter.
Hare.Takefive.”
“Fivewhat?”askedHatter.
“Fivedollars?”askedHare.
“Fivestepsforward?”
“FiveViagra?”
“TheJacksonFive?”
“HawaiiFive-O?”
“TheHobbit:BattleoftheFiveArmies?”
“SlaughterhouseFive?”
“TheFiveFingersofDeath?”
“Nowthat’sanobscurereference,”Haresaid,lookingatHatter.
“It’sanoldkung-fumovie.”
“FuManchu?
“Eggfooyoung?”
“Dotheseguyshaveanoffbutton?”Jacksaid,loudenoughforthemtohear.
“Takeafiveminutebreak,”Alicetoldtheirritatingduo.
“Breakdance?”
“Breakfast?
“BreakingAway?”
“Breakin’2:ElectricBoogaloo?”
“You’rebothfired,”Alicesaid.
HatterandHarebeatahastyretreat.HopefullytogofindsomeADDmedication.
AlicewalkedovertoJezzyandenfoldedherinahug,theirbarebreastsrubbingtogether,nipple
massagingnipple.
SheheardJackgroan.Asexualgroan.
Yes.AliceandJackwillbetheperfectcouple.
Jezebelfeltasadlittlesmilemoveoverherlips.Sheshouldbehappy.She’ddoneherjob.Fulfilled
her contract. Earned the glowing review she was sure to get from Big Cock Billionaire Magazine.
Andyetallshecouldthinkaboutwasthatitwasover.Jackwouldn’tneedhertofacilitatewithAlice.
Theywouldbefinewithouther.
Duskwasturningintonight,andthecastleseemedtoglowunderthemoonlight.Fireworksburstin
thenightskybeyondthemightytower,callingthepartygoerstotheball.
Jezebeltookadeepbreath.
Itwastimeforhergreatesttriumph.
Andtosaygoodbye.
“Alice,I’dlikeyoutomeetJack.”
“JackHorner,theBeanKing?”
“Guiltyascharged.”
Theyshookhands,thetouchlingering.ToJezebel’shorror,tearsfilledhereyes,turningthesky
intoawaterymosaicofcolor.
“Areyoucrying,Jezebel?”Aliceasked,touchingherarminagestureofsincereconcern.
“Crying?”
“You are,” Jack said. “That’s what it’s called when tears are running down your cheeks. What’s
wrong?”
Jezzyshookherhead.“Nothing’swrong.I’mjust…I’mjustsohappyforyouboth.”
“Forusboth?”Aliceasked.“Why?”
“BigCockBillionaireMagazinehere!”
Jezebelturnedtowardthevoiceandcameeye-to-eyewiththetwocarnivalbarkersfromtheJerk
and Shoot booth. The man with the hat held a microphone in front of her. The one wearing half a
rabbitsuitsnappedaphoto.
“Hatter?Hare?”saidAlice.“You’reworkingforBigCockBillionaireMagazine?”
“Wehadtofindnewjobssinceyoufiredus,”saidHatter.
“And we can’t resist taking pictures of your lovely nakedness wherever it may turn up,” said the
Hare.
“Bytheway,thisoneain’ttooshabby,either.”HattercrookedathumbatJezzy.“Iwouldn’tmind
havingalittleteapartywithher,ifyouknowwhatImean.”
“Hemeanssex,”Haresaid.
“Iwanttoputmypenisinyourbody,”Hattersaid.“Anywhereatall.”
“He’devendoanarmpit.”
“I’vedonearmpitsbefore.”
“Howwasit?”
Hattershrugged.“Itwasthepits.”
Jezebelblinkedbackhertearsandfocusedonthepair.Theylookedmuchthesameastheyhadat
thegamebooth,onlythistime,theHatterwasalsosanspants,andhismanhoodrivaledthesizeofhis
microphone.
Jezebel tried to comfort herself with the fact that Big Cock Billionaire Magazine would be
coveringJackandAlice’swedding,butsheknewthathertearsweren’thappyones.
Jezzyrealized,finally,28,000wordsintothisstory,thatshestillhaditbadforJack.
Andnow?
Nowitwastoolate.
“Whydon’twegetafewpicturesbeforewestarttheinterview?”Haresaid.
Jezzyturnedawayfromthecamera,doingherbesttowipethetearsfromhereyes.
“Certainly.Whydon’tyoustartwiththehappycouple,JacktheBeanKingandhislovelybride-to-
be,Alice.”
“Bride-to-be?”echoedAlice.
“Bride-to-be?”echoedJack.
“Thetwoofyouareperfecttogether,”Jezebelsaid,notwantingtopretendanylonger.“Icanseeit.
ThewholeofFairytalelandcanseeit.”
“Icanseeit,”saidHatter.
“Icanseeit,”saidHare.
“Icanseeit,”saidHatter.
“Yousaidthatalready.”
“Thefirsttimewasformylefteye,thesecondtimeformyrighteye.”
Harenodded.“Icanseeit.”
“Jackisnodoubtquiteattractive,”Alicesaid.“ButI’malreadymarried.”
Jezebel’sfacepinched.“You’realreadymarried?”
“Sure.RememberLewisfromcollege?”
Jezzythoughtback.“Theguywholikedtowearyourpanties?”
“That’s him!” Alice pointed in the direction of the castle. Paparrazi crowded the red carpet,
snapping photos of celebrities arriving for the ball. And sure enough there was Alice’s boyfriend
from college dressed for the ball in a bow tie and lacy pink panties that only half covered his
manhood.“Isn’thecute?”
Jezzywasstunned.“Ah,cute.Sure.”
“You’renotjudginghissexualproclivities,areyouJezzy?Weshouldn’tjudgewhatotherslike,as
longasitisconsensualandamongadults.Thatseemssounlikeyou.”
Jezebelstared,herheadbuzzing.“No,ofcourseI’mnot,Alice.I’msogladyou’vefoundsomeone
tomakeyouhappy.”
“Wearehappy.Ilovehimdearly.”Andwiththat,Alicescamperedtotheredcarpetandjumpedinto
herhusband’sarms.
“Ahh,it’ssolovelytowitnesstruelove,”Jacksaid.“Don’tyouthink,Jez?”
“Uh,yes.”Anditwas.“There’sonlyoneproblem.”
“Problem?”
JezebeltorehergazefromJack’shandsomefaceandlookedatHatterandHare,standingtherewith
theirmicrophoneandcameraanderections,er,expectations.
“Ipromisedtofindyoursexualsoulmate,Jack.Ipromisedtofindyouabride.And…”Shepaused,
herthroatdry.“AndIfailed.”
“Failed?”echoedtheHatter.
“Failed?”echoedtheHare.
“I’msorry,”Jezzytoldthem.“TherewillbenoweddingforTheBeanKing.I’mafraidIhavelet
himdown.”
She turned around to apologize to Jack, but he wasn’t there. It took her a second to spot him
kneelingonthegroundatherfeet.“Jack,wha—”
“Youdidn’tfail,Jez.Yousucceeded.”
“What?How?”
“Ialreadyfoundmysexualsoulmate,climbingthatbeanstalkyearsago.Infact,Isetupthiswhole
bridesearchandinterviewwithBigCockBillionaireMagazinetofindoutifyoucouldeverfeelthe
samewayaboutme.”
Jezzyfeltdizzy,asifshe’djusthadmultipleorgasmsandwasnowhopelesslydisoriented.
Jackopenedajewelryboxandheldituptoher.Thebiggest,mostgarishdiamondringsparkled
fromitsblackvelvetcushion,sobigthatacrowdstartedtogatherandpaparazzisnappedpictures.
“Sohowaboutit,Jez?Couldyoueverfeelthatwayaboutme?Willyoubemybride?”
“But,but…thealgorithms…”
“Idon’tcareaboutthealgorithms.”
“ButI’mnotAlice…”
“No,you’renot.You’reJezebel.Andyou’rewhoIwant.You’vebeenwhoIwantedallalong.”
Jezebel’schestconstricted,makingithardtobreathe.“Wearen’taperfectmatch.Whatifitdoesn’t
workout?”
“Iloveyou,Jez.AndIknowgettingmarriedisarisk,likejumpingoveracliff.ButtheonlyoneI
wanttotakethatleapwithisyou.Willyoujumpwithme?”
TearsstreameddownJezzy’sface.Herheartraced,andherwholebodytrembled.“Oh,Jack.I’mso
sorry!”
Hisfacefell.“Youwon’tmarryme?”
“No,no…Imean,yes,yes.Iwillmarryyou.I’mjustsosorryIeverbrokeupwithyouinthefirst
place.”
“No,no,I’msorryittookmesolongtobecomesomeoneyoucouldlove.”
“No,no,no,I’msorryIeverthoughtambitionwasmoreimportantthanlove.”
“No,no,no,no—”
“Canyoubothpleasestopbeingsorry!”Hattershouted.HewasnowwearingaStetson.“Areyou
twogettin’hitchedorwhat?”
JezebellookeddownathersweetJack,andherheartfilledwithahappinessthatshe’dneverbefore
known.She’dsucceededafterall.She’dfoundJackawife.She’djustneverdaredtohopehisbride
wouldbeher.
“Yes,Jack.I’dlovetomarryyou.”
Andthenightwaslitwiththeflashofadozencameras.
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- About FIFTY SHADES OF PUSS IN BOOTS
- Title Page
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- A Visit to Little Bo-Peep
- Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Take Off Your Clothes…
- Balling Prince Charming…
- And Jezebel Still Doesn’t Get It…
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