June 19, 2025 • 18 mins
It's Your Choice!
Welcome to Choose, the erotica podcast where you direct the pleasure. A mysterious key arrives, inviting a recently divorced woman to the House – a place of unimaginable luxury and consequence-free exploration, hers from sundown to sunup.
This Episode's Choice:
As your day ends, you are presented with an overwhelming choice: Take part in an orgy with men and women with no limits or look at the rising sun and find a more quiet closing to your day? Well, I think we all know how you all voted! So enjoy the pure unabashed pleasure of the end of the night in this week's episode.
And next week's episode is the season finale! So when the episode is over don't forget to vote for what happens in the next episode. You can vote for the story we produce in the next episode at choosemypleasure.vote. It's free to vote!
This Season's Story:
This season of Choose is titled The House and written by best-selling erotic romance author Cassie Alexander. You can find out more about Cassie here.
Want to read the book version of season one's choices? You can find it here!
More Passionate Stories For You:
And don't forget to check out our host's erotica podcast. It's hotter than a Summer beach! Roxy's Erotic Whispers.
Welcome to Choose, the erotica podcast where you direct the pleasure. A mysterious key arrives, inviting a recently divorced woman to the House – a place of unimaginable luxury and consequence-free exploration, hers from sundown to sunup.
This Episode's Choice:
As your day ends, you are presented with an overwhelming choice: Take part in an orgy with men and women with no limits or look at the rising sun and find a more quiet closing to your day? Well, I think we all know how you all voted! So enjoy the pure unabashed pleasure of the end of the night in this week's episode.
And next week's episode is the season finale! So when the episode is over don't forget to vote for what happens in the next episode. You can vote for the story we produce in the next episode at choosemypleasure.vote. It's free to vote!
This Season's Story:
This season of Choose is titled The House and written by best-selling erotic romance author Cassie Alexander. You can find out more about Cassie here.
Want to read the book version of season one's choices? You can find it here!
More Passionate Stories For You:
And don't forget to check out our host's erotica podcast. It's hotter than a Summer beach! Roxy's Erotic Whispers.
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Episode Transcript
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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Hello, my lovelies, and welcome to the latest episode of Choose,
the podcast where you get to choose what happens next.
We only have two episodes left to go, including this one,
and this week's choice was unbelievably fun. Do you take
part in an orgy or do you move on? Well,
(00:24):
I think we all know how that question was going
to be answered and special thanks to our author Cassie Alexander,
who is the one who wrote this choice for us
in her book The House. So sit back, close your eyes,
and enjoy the delicious choice you made in this week's
(00:45):
episode of Choose.
Speaker 2 (00:49):
The night's not over, not yet.
Speaker 3 (00:52):
You look at the open door of the elevator one
last time and then turn your back on it, and
a girl catches your eye with a smile. A minute ago,
she was probably holding a Greek amphora, but now she's
naked except for bracelets on her ankles and wrists and
a matching collar around her neck. You smile back and
start to walk over to her as satan Aunt swoops
(01:15):
in and picks her up. She laughs, and he laughs,
and then you feel dismayed until she reaches out for you,
one of her bracelets spinning on her wrist. You run
to catch up with her, with both of them, stepping
up into the painting, feeling the material of its construction,
give a little underneath your feet, like painted rubber. She
leans down from his arms to kiss you, and you
(01:37):
kiss her back hard, making both of them sway. You
didn't mean to do that, to be so rough, but
suddenly you're filled with need. You need to drain the
dregs of your night here, and you know you don't
want to be alone. She surprises you, kissing you back
just as fiercely, almost falling out of the man's arms.
(01:58):
You run your hands up through her hair and pull
your head back, looking up at him looking on, and
it feels completely natural to kiss him too, so you
lean up on your tiptoes to do so. The woman
he's holding nuzzles against your exposed neck, and from behind
and all around you you can hear people joining small
cries of pleasure, louder moans, the sounds of flesh slapping flesh.
(02:22):
He sinks with her, and you sink with him, and
together you're all on one of the hillsides that wasn't
really a hill after all. You kiss down his neck
as your hands trail on her, and her hands are
tugging his satyr costume down, and his hands are pushing
your robe off. She spins and kisses your nearest breast
while he rises to free himself from the suit's shaggy
(02:43):
fur and kicks it aside. You unloop your rope's belt
to let it fall open, and it flutters to the ground.
The woman's hand finds your knee and begins to rise
as your hand reaches for his cock over her, and
he's pressing fingers into your mouth and taking your spit
to use on her her pussy. Everything from your past
that you brought with you somehow through the entire course
(03:05):
of the house in this extraordinary night falls away. There's
nothing left except touching and pleasure. Finding her mouth with
yours while he touches her there as your hand slides
over his cock, and her hands are on your breast
and in your hair. You kiss her as he makes
her moan, and then you rise up to lean over
him to take his cock into your mouth and feel
(03:26):
him shake with need. A hand falls on your back,
you're not sure who's, and slides down and parts your
folds to find your clit. You rise up and look
over your shoulder, and it's a woman you haven't met yet.
She smiles shyly at you, and you give her a
much more brave grin before leaning back into her and
(03:47):
sucking cock again. The woman you're leaning over writhes in
time with his hand playing inside her. You pull back
and look up and see him staring down, and you
know that you're ready for more than Her mouth finds
your breast and pins you there with pleasure. He rocks
back from both of you and moves down the hillside,
spreading her legs apart with his, and then he takes
(04:08):
you back from the woman who's been touching you, positioning
you to straddle over the woman with her collar and bracelets.
Her mouth is below yours, and you already know how
sweet it is to kiss it, so you do, her
tongue pressing in your breast's dangling down, rubbing against her
own as she starts to move underneath you. As he
fucks her, you moan as she does, hungry and heated,
(04:30):
and then feel him moved behind you, grabbing your hips
to pull you onto his cock. Next, you cry out
and pleased surprise at feeling him fill you as the
woman below You's hand reaches up to rub your clit.
He takes you for three five ten strokes, thrusting so
slowly you can feel every inch of his head and shaft,
(04:52):
and then pulls out to fuck her again. You moan,
panting above her trapped between them, and bend over to
take and kiss her breast. There are sounds beside you now.
The woman who touched you earlier is moaning as a
man kneels taking her from behind. Another man has slid
himself between her legs and is eating her out while
she gets fucked, and she has one hand on his
(05:14):
cock like she's trying to hang on. Her voice is
rising as she's ridden, and you can tell she's getting close.
Fingers reach up and inside of you, calling your attention back.
Speaker 2 (05:26):
Just as the satyr's cockslides.
Speaker 3 (05:27):
In again, You moan, stretched anew, arching back into him,
needing it more than you've ever needed it before. He
holds onto your shoulders, pulling himself deep, and you look back,
able to see the entire countryside filled with throbbing groups
of people tangled in one another, voices beginning to take
on urgent tones. This time, when he pulls out, it's
(05:50):
not enough you lean down and kiss the woman you're over,
but crawl to one side. You need to be fucked
immediately in a primal way. You lay on the hillside,
panting with need, one hand on the slick space between
your legs. When the orgasm of the woman who is touching.
Speaker 2 (06:06):
You breaks through.
Speaker 3 (06:08):
Her voice echoes over the hill, moans, vibrating up into
a shout until she's crouched over the man who is
eating her pussy, gasping for air.
Speaker 2 (06:17):
He comes out from underneath.
Speaker 3 (06:18):
Her, kisses her hard, and she kisses him back, and
then he looks over you. If he was anything before
all this and a painting, it was a Greek god
and his erect cock does his divinity justice. You reach
a hand out towards him, just as the woman did
to you, your key dangling down, and he crawls the
short distance over to you like an obedient beast. He
(06:42):
doesn't ask because he knows he doesn't need to. He
lays beside you, takes your jaw in his hand and
pulls your head back to kiss you, lips.
Speaker 2 (06:51):
Wet from the other woman.
Speaker 3 (06:52):
Then he grabs your hips and pulls them back onto
his his chest, to your back. He takes your leg
and slings it over his and air enters your pussy
from behind in one smooth motion. The cock that was
almost being wasted earlier now fills you completely up. You moan,
and he growls in your ear and starts thrusting with purpose,
(07:13):
pulling her hair away from your neck so that he
can bite where it meets her shoulder, his hands helping
to slide you on and off of him. This is
how you needed to be fucked. This was what you
were missing earlier. Well, you may have been missing for
your whole life. No bullshit, no baggage, just unabashed need
met with need. You spread your legs wider so that
(07:35):
you can touch yourself. As he speeds up. Another woman
steps into the portrait you're being fucked in, a dancing
girl with dark skin with gold jingling coins strapped around
her waist and strung from clamps between her nipples. They
make her chime as she walks up to you, kneels
down and puts her tongue where your hand is to
start lapping at your clip. You moan, helplessly, pinned by
(07:59):
the adonnas cock in the ministrations of her mouth. Her
perfectly curved ass is too far away for you to
grab or smack, but the chain dangling between her nipples
is in reach. You take it and tug on it gently,
and she groans while eating you. A man who'd been
dressed as a soldier earlier nears. There's a sword still
(08:19):
slung at his naked hip, which matches the cock hanging
between his legs. At seeing the three of you, he
reaches for himself. You get the feeling he's already spent
himself once, but at the sight of the dancing girl's
perfect ass, he wants to go again. He kneels, taking
her ass with both hands, and spreads her wide before
pressing his mouth into her. You don't know where his
(08:41):
tu is going, but you can feel her shiver with
pleasure against her klit and when he next rises up,
his cock is hard.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
He slides into her, and.
Speaker 3 (08:50):
You pull on her chain, and again she moans, trapped
between the two of you. From beside you, the braceleted
woman's voice rises, as does the satyr still fucking her,
her begging him to go faster and faster, please, oh please,
and him grunting with each thrust as his hips and
cock obey, hearing their need the sound of them unable
(09:11):
to get enough, and the feel of tongue against your clit,
and the friction of the nameless cock thrusting inside of you.
You feel the kindling of your orgasms start to ignite,
and with the soldier's thrusts pushing the dancing girl's tongue
harder against you, and the Adonnas's cock ramming home, it
would be so easy to come now, but you don't
want to. You don't want to give up the night
(09:33):
just yet. The Adonnas shudders, his hips arcing up into you,
his cock stiff and his voice raw as he growls
three times, shoving his load deep inside you. Your hand
tightens on the dancing girl's chain until she stops, and
then you free yourself of him in her, and look
down and out at the room's.
Speaker 2 (09:53):
Ecstatically fucking occupants.
Speaker 3 (09:55):
You rise up on your knees and cut your own
breasts in each hand, pinching your own nipples, key datingling
from your wrist, and you demand more. The occupants of
the house of bathe their mistress, and you are descended upon.
Men and women come standing and kneeling, kissing and stroking,
and you cannot keep track of who is touching you,
(10:17):
nor do you want to anymore. You reach out with
one hand and feel someone trail it down their stomach
before sliding it into their pussy. As another person's hand
slides into yours, a man kisses you, pressing you back
into the flesh that you asked for. You're back leaning
into another man's legs, his cock conveniently at mouth height.
You suck on him while someone dives down to suck
(10:38):
at you, And then you feel wet fingers slide into
your ass, and the smooth hair of a woman waves
across your chest as she bites your nipple while another
woman sucks your ear lobe. You're pulled, probed, kissed, sucked, searched.
Your hands find mouths and necks and breasts and cocks,
and your mouth is filled with ever changing delight, the
(11:00):
warm heads of hot cocks and the sweet tang of
soft pussy. This is what it means to be mistress
of the house, to give yourself over to it appreciatively,
and to try and give as good as you get
in return. You could do this, stay in this space
where everything is happening, even as everything is still possible,
for hours, but the crowd parts, and anew Adonis is revealed,
(11:26):
just as strong as the last, with dark curly hair
and bright blue eyes, and his cock is ready for you.
He lays down on the hillside, and as if by
cosmic consent, the people that you're with guide you to
his prone form and mount You astride him, facing out
at the rest of the museum. You pant over him,
(11:47):
suddenly unaccustomed to just being in your own skin without
the warmth of others, And then you reach between your
legs and settle him into the space where so many
others have been before tonight.
Speaker 2 (11:58):
And yet still not enough.
Speaker 3 (12:00):
He grunts and thrusts his hips up, riding his cock
deep into you, and you're facing downhill, so you're angled
into his thrusts. Then the woman with the bracelets is
at your side, kissing you and your breasts tom urging
you to come.
Speaker 2 (12:14):
And then the dancing woman with a dark.
Speaker 3 (12:16):
Hair is there too, and her hand is on your clit,
and other mouths are on your shoulders, and strange hands
flow up your scalp and into your hair. You realize
your orgasm isn't in your own hands anymore, It's in theirs,
and you can feel it, filling you up like bright
white electricity, hands and mouths and pushing and thrusts and
strokes and teeth and pushing and cock and thrusts and
(12:39):
lips and more more more. There's no way not to
shout at the top of your lungs as you come,
your wild voice joining the others all around you. You
thrash with the force of it, your stomach going tight,
and they catch you. As the manned underneath you fucks
himself home, his shout just as loud as yours. You
(13:00):
spasm helplessly, your whole body shaking with the force of
your orgasm like you were chest lightning struck. When the
man's orgasm is finished with you, the women carefully help
you lay down onto the man's broad chest. You feel,
in a very real way, like you've just been reborn,
covered in heat, and having screamed so loud that your
(13:21):
throat hurts. You slide off the man and his magnificent
cock to lay, sweaty and spent by his side, and
he spoons you chastily, his breath rough in your ear,
stroking one hand through your hair. Across the room, other
people continue to fuck, but you honestly don't know if
you could manage it again. You turn and look up
(13:42):
at him, and he at you, and he leans down
as if to kiss you, and you close your eyes,
and then the sound of a chime interrupts him. You
can't help but count it, and when it strikes seven times,
you have a sinking feeling, you know what it means.
The man over you pulls his head up and smiles
down at you, but shakes his head softly, and you nod.
(14:06):
Your magical night here. As the mistress of the house
is through. Across the room, people groan and disengage. Groups
of six people become five, become two. As everyone gathers
up their belongings, scarves, urns, and swords and makes their
way out, the women who were with you wave before
trotting down the hill, and the satyr who first fucked
(14:28):
you gives you a grinning bow. The man you are
last with stands to collect your robe and holds it
out for you. You reluctantly stand and let him help
you put it on. He kisses you on the cheek,
takes a step back, and then walks down the hill.
You don't want to be the last person out, but
you feel like you should be. This was your house,
(14:48):
It is your right, and so you wait until everyone
else leaves and the elevator returns empty. You step inside
of it and the doors close. You don't even have
to use your key. The elevator seems slower, or maybe
that's just your imagination. Hoping, you lean against one wood
paneled wall, stroking your fingers down the rope's wide lapel,
(15:10):
your other hand in a pocket, key heavy in your hand.
There's another bathroom, and another shower, and yet another rope.
As the water runs, your real life's never seemed further away,
and you can't begin to imagine going back to it again.
A part of your brain is scheming, how can you
manage to stay here? Bribery, trickery. The elevator door opens,
(15:34):
revealing a short haul, all done in white and black.
Statues of marble and onyx rest on pedestals of the same,
A top black and white checker style tiles. A white
ceiling hangs over the walls, paneled in black. Into your right,
there's a very bright white door. You don't want to
go just yet, even though you know you must. You pause,
(15:58):
and while you pause, you look to your life, where
you can see the faint outline of a black door
and its keyhole flush with a black paneled wall. The
choice is now yours vote for what happens next on
Choose My Pleasure DoD vote. Here are your delicious choices
for the final episode of this season of Choose. Do
(16:20):
you choose the white Door? Do you choose the black door?
You have five days to vote. You don't need to
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My Pleasure God vote
Hello, my lovelies, and welcome to the latest episode of Choose,
the podcast where you get to choose what happens next.
We only have two episodes left to go, including this one,
and this week's choice was unbelievably fun. Do you take
part in an orgy or do you move on? Well,
(00:24):
I think we all know how that question was going
to be answered and special thanks to our author Cassie Alexander,
who is the one who wrote this choice for us
in her book The House. So sit back, close your eyes,
and enjoy the delicious choice you made in this week's
(00:45):
episode of Choose.
Speaker 2 (00:49):
The night's not over, not yet.
Speaker 3 (00:52):
You look at the open door of the elevator one
last time and then turn your back on it, and
a girl catches your eye with a smile. A minute ago,
she was probably holding a Greek amphora, but now she's
naked except for bracelets on her ankles and wrists and
a matching collar around her neck. You smile back and
start to walk over to her as satan Aunt swoops
(01:15):
in and picks her up. She laughs, and he laughs,
and then you feel dismayed until she reaches out for you,
one of her bracelets spinning on her wrist. You run
to catch up with her, with both of them, stepping
up into the painting, feeling the material of its construction,
give a little underneath your feet, like painted rubber. She
leans down from his arms to kiss you, and you
(01:37):
kiss her back hard, making both of them sway. You
didn't mean to do that, to be so rough, but
suddenly you're filled with need. You need to drain the
dregs of your night here, and you know you don't
want to be alone. She surprises you, kissing you back
just as fiercely, almost falling out of the man's arms.
(01:58):
You run your hands up through her hair and pull
your head back, looking up at him looking on, and
it feels completely natural to kiss him too, so you
lean up on your tiptoes to do so. The woman
he's holding nuzzles against your exposed neck, and from behind
and all around you you can hear people joining small
cries of pleasure, louder moans, the sounds of flesh slapping flesh.
(02:22):
He sinks with her, and you sink with him, and
together you're all on one of the hillsides that wasn't
really a hill after all. You kiss down his neck
as your hands trail on her, and her hands are
tugging his satyr costume down, and his hands are pushing
your robe off. She spins and kisses your nearest breast
while he rises to free himself from the suit's shaggy
(02:43):
fur and kicks it aside. You unloop your rope's belt
to let it fall open, and it flutters to the ground.
The woman's hand finds your knee and begins to rise
as your hand reaches for his cock over her, and
he's pressing fingers into your mouth and taking your spit
to use on her her pussy. Everything from your past
that you brought with you somehow through the entire course
(03:05):
of the house in this extraordinary night falls away. There's
nothing left except touching and pleasure. Finding her mouth with
yours while he touches her there as your hand slides
over his cock, and her hands are on your breast
and in your hair. You kiss her as he makes
her moan, and then you rise up to lean over
him to take his cock into your mouth and feel
(03:26):
him shake with need. A hand falls on your back,
you're not sure who's, and slides down and parts your
folds to find your clit. You rise up and look
over your shoulder, and it's a woman you haven't met yet.
She smiles shyly at you, and you give her a
much more brave grin before leaning back into her and
(03:47):
sucking cock again. The woman you're leaning over writhes in
time with his hand playing inside her. You pull back
and look up and see him staring down, and you
know that you're ready for more than Her mouth finds
your breast and pins you there with pleasure. He rocks
back from both of you and moves down the hillside,
spreading her legs apart with his, and then he takes
(04:08):
you back from the woman who's been touching you, positioning
you to straddle over the woman with her collar and bracelets.
Her mouth is below yours, and you already know how
sweet it is to kiss it, so you do, her
tongue pressing in your breast's dangling down, rubbing against her
own as she starts to move underneath you. As he
fucks her, you moan as she does, hungry and heated,
(04:30):
and then feel him moved behind you, grabbing your hips
to pull you onto his cock. Next, you cry out
and pleased surprise at feeling him fill you as the
woman below You's hand reaches up to rub your clit.
He takes you for three five ten strokes, thrusting so
slowly you can feel every inch of his head and shaft,
(04:52):
and then pulls out to fuck her again. You moan,
panting above her trapped between them, and bend over to
take and kiss her breast. There are sounds beside you now.
The woman who touched you earlier is moaning as a
man kneels taking her from behind. Another man has slid
himself between her legs and is eating her out while
she gets fucked, and she has one hand on his
(05:14):
cock like she's trying to hang on. Her voice is
rising as she's ridden, and you can tell she's getting close.
Fingers reach up and inside of you, calling your attention back.
Speaker 2 (05:26):
Just as the satyr's cockslides.
Speaker 3 (05:27):
In again, You moan, stretched anew, arching back into him,
needing it more than you've ever needed it before. He
holds onto your shoulders, pulling himself deep, and you look back,
able to see the entire countryside filled with throbbing groups
of people tangled in one another, voices beginning to take
on urgent tones. This time, when he pulls out, it's
(05:50):
not enough you lean down and kiss the woman you're over,
but crawl to one side. You need to be fucked
immediately in a primal way. You lay on the hillside,
panting with need, one hand on the slick space between
your legs. When the orgasm of the woman who is touching.
Speaker 2 (06:06):
You breaks through.
Speaker 3 (06:08):
Her voice echoes over the hill, moans, vibrating up into
a shout until she's crouched over the man who is
eating her pussy, gasping for air.
Speaker 2 (06:17):
He comes out from underneath.
Speaker 3 (06:18):
Her, kisses her hard, and she kisses him back, and
then he looks over you. If he was anything before
all this and a painting, it was a Greek god
and his erect cock does his divinity justice. You reach
a hand out towards him, just as the woman did
to you, your key dangling down, and he crawls the
short distance over to you like an obedient beast. He
(06:42):
doesn't ask because he knows he doesn't need to. He
lays beside you, takes your jaw in his hand and
pulls your head back to kiss you, lips.
Speaker 2 (06:51):
Wet from the other woman.
Speaker 3 (06:52):
Then he grabs your hips and pulls them back onto
his his chest, to your back. He takes your leg
and slings it over his and air enters your pussy
from behind in one smooth motion. The cock that was
almost being wasted earlier now fills you completely up. You moan,
and he growls in your ear and starts thrusting with purpose,
(07:13):
pulling her hair away from your neck so that he
can bite where it meets her shoulder, his hands helping
to slide you on and off of him. This is
how you needed to be fucked. This was what you
were missing earlier. Well, you may have been missing for
your whole life. No bullshit, no baggage, just unabashed need
met with need. You spread your legs wider so that
(07:35):
you can touch yourself. As he speeds up. Another woman
steps into the portrait you're being fucked in, a dancing
girl with dark skin with gold jingling coins strapped around
her waist and strung from clamps between her nipples. They
make her chime as she walks up to you, kneels
down and puts her tongue where your hand is to
start lapping at your clip. You moan, helplessly, pinned by
(07:59):
the adonnas cock in the ministrations of her mouth. Her
perfectly curved ass is too far away for you to
grab or smack, but the chain dangling between her nipples
is in reach. You take it and tug on it gently,
and she groans while eating you. A man who'd been
dressed as a soldier earlier nears. There's a sword still
(08:19):
slung at his naked hip, which matches the cock hanging
between his legs. At seeing the three of you, he
reaches for himself. You get the feeling he's already spent
himself once, but at the sight of the dancing girl's
perfect ass, he wants to go again. He kneels, taking
her ass with both hands, and spreads her wide before
pressing his mouth into her. You don't know where his
(08:41):
tu is going, but you can feel her shiver with
pleasure against her klit and when he next rises up,
his cock is hard.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
He slides into her, and.
Speaker 3 (08:50):
You pull on her chain, and again she moans, trapped
between the two of you. From beside you, the braceleted
woman's voice rises, as does the satyr still fucking her,
her begging him to go faster and faster, please, oh please,
and him grunting with each thrust as his hips and
cock obey, hearing their need the sound of them unable
(09:11):
to get enough, and the feel of tongue against your clit,
and the friction of the nameless cock thrusting inside of you.
You feel the kindling of your orgasms start to ignite,
and with the soldier's thrusts pushing the dancing girl's tongue
harder against you, and the Adonnas's cock ramming home, it
would be so easy to come now, but you don't
want to. You don't want to give up the night
(09:33):
just yet. The Adonnas shudders, his hips arcing up into you,
his cock stiff and his voice raw as he growls
three times, shoving his load deep inside you. Your hand
tightens on the dancing girl's chain until she stops, and
then you free yourself of him in her, and look
down and out at the room's.
Speaker 2 (09:53):
Ecstatically fucking occupants.
Speaker 3 (09:55):
You rise up on your knees and cut your own
breasts in each hand, pinching your own nipples, key datingling
from your wrist, and you demand more. The occupants of
the house of bathe their mistress, and you are descended upon.
Men and women come standing and kneeling, kissing and stroking,
and you cannot keep track of who is touching you,
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nor do you want to anymore. You reach out with
one hand and feel someone trail it down their stomach
before sliding it into their pussy. As another person's hand
slides into yours, a man kisses you, pressing you back
into the flesh that you asked for. You're back leaning
into another man's legs, his cock conveniently at mouth height.
You suck on him while someone dives down to suck
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at you, And then you feel wet fingers slide into
your ass, and the smooth hair of a woman waves
across your chest as she bites your nipple while another
woman sucks your ear lobe. You're pulled, probed, kissed, sucked, searched.
Your hands find mouths and necks and breasts and cocks,
and your mouth is filled with ever changing delight, the
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warm heads of hot cocks and the sweet tang of
soft pussy. This is what it means to be mistress
of the house, to give yourself over to it appreciatively,
and to try and give as good as you get
in return. You could do this, stay in this space
where everything is happening, even as everything is still possible,
for hours, but the crowd parts, and anew Adonis is revealed,
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just as strong as the last, with dark curly hair
and bright blue eyes, and his cock is ready for you.
He lays down on the hillside, and as if by
cosmic consent, the people that you're with guide you to
his prone form and mount You astride him, facing out
at the rest of the museum. You pant over him,
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suddenly unaccustomed to just being in your own skin without
the warmth of others, And then you reach between your
legs and settle him into the space where so many
others have been before tonight.
Speaker 2 (11:58):
And yet still not enough.
Speaker 3 (12:00):
He grunts and thrusts his hips up, riding his cock
deep into you, and you're facing downhill, so you're angled
into his thrusts. Then the woman with the bracelets is
at your side, kissing you and your breasts tom urging
you to come.
Speaker 2 (12:14):
And then the dancing woman with a dark.
Speaker 3 (12:16):
Hair is there too, and her hand is on your clit,
and other mouths are on your shoulders, and strange hands
flow up your scalp and into your hair. You realize
your orgasm isn't in your own hands anymore, It's in theirs,
and you can feel it, filling you up like bright
white electricity, hands and mouths and pushing and thrusts and
strokes and teeth and pushing and cock and thrusts and
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lips and more more more. There's no way not to
shout at the top of your lungs as you come,
your wild voice joining the others all around you. You
thrash with the force of it, your stomach going tight,
and they catch you. As the manned underneath you fucks
himself home, his shout just as loud as yours. You
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spasm helplessly, your whole body shaking with the force of
your orgasm like you were chest lightning struck. When the
man's orgasm is finished with you, the women carefully help
you lay down onto the man's broad chest. You feel,
in a very real way, like you've just been reborn,
covered in heat, and having screamed so loud that your
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throat hurts. You slide off the man and his magnificent
cock to lay, sweaty and spent by his side, and
he spoons you chastily, his breath rough in your ear,
stroking one hand through your hair. Across the room, other
people continue to fuck, but you honestly don't know if
you could manage it again. You turn and look up
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at him, and he at you, and he leans down
as if to kiss you, and you close your eyes,
and then the sound of a chime interrupts him. You
can't help but count it, and when it strikes seven times,
you have a sinking feeling, you know what it means.
The man over you pulls his head up and smiles
down at you, but shakes his head softly, and you nod.
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Your magical night here. As the mistress of the house
is through. Across the room, people groan and disengage. Groups
of six people become five, become two. As everyone gathers
up their belongings, scarves, urns, and swords and makes their
way out, the women who were with you wave before
trotting down the hill, and the satyr who first fucked
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you gives you a grinning bow. The man you are
last with stands to collect your robe and holds it
out for you. You reluctantly stand and let him help
you put it on. He kisses you on the cheek,
takes a step back, and then walks down the hill.
You don't want to be the last person out, but
you feel like you should be. This was your house,
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It is your right, and so you wait until everyone
else leaves and the elevator returns empty. You step inside
of it and the doors close. You don't even have
to use your key. The elevator seems slower, or maybe
that's just your imagination. Hoping, you lean against one wood
paneled wall, stroking your fingers down the rope's wide lapel,
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your other hand in a pocket, key heavy in your hand.
There's another bathroom, and another shower, and yet another rope.
As the water runs, your real life's never seemed further away,
and you can't begin to imagine going back to it again.
A part of your brain is scheming, how can you
manage to stay here? Bribery, trickery. The elevator door opens,
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revealing a short haul, all done in white and black.
Statues of marble and onyx rest on pedestals of the same,
A top black and white checker style tiles. A white
ceiling hangs over the walls, paneled in black. Into your right,
there's a very bright white door. You don't want to
go just yet, even though you know you must. You pause,
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and while you pause, you look to your life, where
you can see the faint outline of a black door
and its keyhole flush with a black paneled wall. The
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