Taken by The Beast – The Forbidden Fun Series Read Online Cassandra Dee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
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“Come on,” my friend breathes eagerly. “Let’s go find them because girl, I can’t wait another second.”

Faint music can just barely be heard over the hum of crickets, and we make our way around the castle to the grounds in back. Goodness, this place really is fancy because the gardens are elaborate and ornate, as if we’ve just stepped into the gardens of Versailles. There are gorgeous topiaries, bushes cut into geometric shapes, and a fountain twice my height tinkling lightly.

But Marcy’s like a bloodhound on a scent, following a trail of tiki lamps down a path.

“Come on Bridge!” she mutters with determination. “This way.”

Treading lightly, we make our way past a gorgeous infinity pool that appears to go on forever, disappearing into the horizon.

“Damn, now that’s a pool,” Marcy whispers, her eyes wide. “You could get lost in that thing!”

“It is, isn’t it?” I murmur, just as awed. “It looks you could fit two Olympic pools inside.”

But we’re not here to swim, and continue forwards, our steps determined. The music grows stronger, and we follow the fairy lights until we get to the back of the property where a wooded glen awaits. It’s dimly lit, but I can make out people scattered around the clearing, chatting, laughing, and of course, enjoying themselves in the dirtiest of ways.

After all, Sanctum isn’t just your average private club. Instead, it’s a secret society for wealthy men who enjoy the pleasures of the flesh with gorgeous, nubile girls. The men pay a hefty membership fee, and in return they get to meet sassy women like myself and Marcy, who make ourselves available for naughty fun and games.

Sure enough, as we step into the glade, the music seems to crescendo in volume, even as a woman’s thin, reedy wail of pleasure sounds over the chords.

“We’re definitely in the right place,” my friend murmurs, already undoing the belt of her duster.

“Oh yeah,” I agree, similarly shedding my coat. “This is going to be so fun, and I’m glad we came.”

After all, Marcy and I aren’t here to disappoint. As we disrobe, our assets come into view and it’s utterly scandalous. Marcy’s clad in a lingerie set made of purple lace that’s so translucent that I can see the shadow of her nipples, as well as a dark vee between her thighs. Meanwhile, my red lace lingerie set is just as bad, if not worse. I’ve got a g-string on, the thin strip of lace disappearing between my big white cheeks, and my bra is nowhere near enough to contain my huge Double D’s. They spill out of the cups, enormous and creamy, and I tweak one nipple, giggling.

But there’s no time to waste because immediately, Marcy is approached by a man wearing a goat mask. I can’t see his face, but we do see his broad shoulders and the enormous appendage hanging between his legs. OMG, is he for real? Marcy doesn’t even hesitate. Within a few seconds, they’ve found a clearing in the grass and she’s moaning up a storm as he bucks forcefully between her thighs. Mmm, what a lucky girl!

But what am I going to do for fun? I squeeze my legs together tightly as I look around. Everywhere couples, triples, and even quads are going at it, totally uninhibited and without a care in the world. I watch with wide eyes as one particularly lucky woman is taken in all three holes, the men plugging her deep as she moans gutturally around the shaft in her mouth. Again, she’s been fortunate, but what about me?

But maybe this is a time to familiarize myself with the bubbly cauldron because I’ve been curious about it for a long time. Mincing through the grass, I make my way to the back edge of the field where a huge cauldron sits. There’s no fire beneath it, although the grass around the cauldron has been trampled flat. Instead, various couples copulate frantically around the enormous pot, but instead of releasing at the appointed time, instead the couples pause. Then, the man staggers over the cauldron and points his hard cock over the opening before releasing with a wild growl. Holy shit! Jets of seed pour into the enormous black pot, and as I watch, another man staggers over to do the same, adding his stream of hot semen as well. It’s so dirty, and I love it.

But that’s not the only thing that makes the cauldron special. After the men finish, collapsing nearby, a few of the women mince over, giggling, and then dip their hands into the mixed semen inside. Oh yes, they’re really doing this. They take large handfuls of the liquid and then rub it all over their breasts and pussies, luxuriating in the filth. Quite a few women moan with bliss, coming hard as they coat themselves with the seed of multiple men.


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