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NO WAY AROUND IT
Elayne S. Venton (c)2007
Changeling Press
m/f sci-fi erotic romance, BDSM
Third (and last) of NO WAY series (can be read as a stand alone)
Elayne S. Venton (c)2007
Changeling Press
m/f sci-fi erotic romance, BDSM
Third (and last) of NO WAY series (can be read as a stand alone)
An excerpt:
With her hands secured over her head in heavy cuffs and unable to see through the blindfold, Vonna
kicked out blindly at her new captor. They'd used that damn stun gun on her again in order to transport
her, so she had no idea where she'd ended up, or who her buyer had been.
The male in the room with her chuckled. "Feisty, aren't you?"
He was behind her. She spun, swinging her leg in a roundhouse kick.
The stranger grabbed her ankle and slapped a warm shackle around it. Panicked, Vonna struggled hard.
Holding tight to the cable strung between her wrists, she whipped her free foot upward, hoping to connect
with his head. Unfortunately, he caught that leg too, although her toes smashed into hard muscle
somewhere on his upper body. His grunt gave her a modicum of satisfaction.
The muscles in her arms strained while he held both her calves hip-high. Another warm band secured her
second ankle. He let go of her legs and they dropped fast, dragged down by a heavy weight between them,
a stiff bar that held her legs apart. The balls of her feet slapped the smooth, cold floor.
"Oh!" With her arms pulled above her head and her spread legs shackled, she was unable to do more than
stand on her tiptoes and ponder her fate.
"Hmm." She felt his heat as he circled around her. "I wonder what Yale will think of you?"
Yale? God help her, she'd been sold to the sadistic killer. She swallowed the dryness in her throat.
~~
Her captor's eyes, bright with curiosity, gazed unerringly at her face. "I expected you to protest much
more about being trussed up. Perhaps you like it?"
A heated flush crept up her neck. The shackles molded to her wrists weren't nearly as uncomfortable as
she expected. With her arms pulled over her head, her breasts rose within the confines of her low-cut bra,
showcasing her cleavage quite nicely. Not that she cared if she impressed her captor. She simply enjoyed
showing off her best asset. Was that sick, or what?
The bar holding her ankles apart allowed air to waft around her limbs, cooling her overheated skin. The
draft floated through her thin panties into her cunt, teasing the inner lips. Her pussy ached to be filled with
a buzzing dildo, preferably a soft model she could grip with her hungry inner muscles.
"There's nothing I can do about it, is there?" she said, disgusted by her untimely arousal. At another time,
in another place, with the right person...
He stood directly in front of her, leering at her with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "I wonder what will
make your pulse race?" His gaze raked over her semi-naked body. "The stinging sweep of a flogger?" A
light brush of fingertips swept across her belly, making her shiver. "Clamps on your nipples?" He raised
both hands toward her breasts.
She clenched her jaw and twisted her chest away. The thought of him plucking her breasts out of her bra
and pinching her nipples made her stomach churn. It wasn't his touch she resented as much as his
mocking attitude.
"You're repulsive," she spat.
He dropped his arms with a snicker. "Sensitive about those lush melons, eh? A nice tight pinch will make
you come like you've never come before. I bet you'd like it, D.S. King."
Vonna glared at him. She'd tweaked her nipples lots of times before a climax. She liked the fluid burn
shooting to her pussy. Tightening a clamp on her nipple was another story. In the privacy of her quarters,
she'd tried it once. It hurt. Who in their right mind enjoyed physical abuse?
Yet, she had several friends who loved a good spanking. She'd often wondered what it would be like to
have a firm swat on the butt. Knowing her, she'd turn around and smack the guy. Typically, she dominated
her sexual encounters, riding her partner in a fast frenzy. Wham, bam, thank you, sir. Now get out of my
quarters.
Whenever she gave the male the upper hand, her partner typically demanded all the pleasure for himself.
Where was the fun in that?
"What is happening here?" a deep voice boomed.
Vonna spun in the direction of the newcomer stomping toward them. Christ, she hadn't heard him enter
the room. How could she not have? He was one big solid male. Arm muscles bulged out the sleeves of the
lab coat he wore. The form-fitting powder blue shirt beneath the coat clung to his flat belly and matching
pants hugged his powerful thighs. He wore lab booties on his big feet.
And his face...oh my. Classic male beauty. A strong jaw line bracketed wide, sensual lips. His nose flared at
her perusal and his eyes flashed, but he said nothing. He stopped a few feet away, his legs spread in a
wide stance, fists balled at his sides, and he glared at the male who'd strung her up. Dark eyelashes flicked
over eyes more hazel-green than brown.
Anger simmered around him like a hot wave, yet she didn't feel threatened by him. Of course, his attention
wasn't focused on her right now.
Unlike the other males she'd seen so far, his skin color was a light tan and the markings on his face were
less noticeable. He wore his dark hair short in a spiky, casual mess, revealing ears less pointed than the
other males' ears. He looked almost human -- like an aggressive, extremely sexy male Earthling.
Now here was a male worth hanging in chains for. Would you like to examine me, doctor?
Her captor, the recipient of the newcomer's lethal stare, smiled like a boy caught playing with a starship's
controls -- guilty and unrepentant. "I've brought back your latest acquisition, as you requested, Yale."
The heat flowing through her veins like lava instantly froze. She gawked at Yale, her heart in her throat.
What those males had said about him couldn't be true. A sadistic killer should be an ugly, pockmarked,
gaunt beast, not a gorgeous, come-take-me, fantasy male.
His hard gaze shifted to her face, then swooped down her body, his hazel eyes narrowing dangerously.
Although Vonna tried to remain calm, a tremor of alarm shuddered beneath her skin.
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With her hands secured over her head in heavy cuffs and unable to see through the blindfold, Vonna
kicked out blindly at her new captor. They'd used that damn stun gun on her again in order to transport
her, so she had no idea where she'd ended up, or who her buyer had been.
The male in the room with her chuckled. "Feisty, aren't you?"
He was behind her. She spun, swinging her leg in a roundhouse kick.
The stranger grabbed her ankle and slapped a warm shackle around it. Panicked, Vonna struggled hard.
Holding tight to the cable strung between her wrists, she whipped her free foot upward, hoping to connect
with his head. Unfortunately, he caught that leg too, although her toes smashed into hard muscle
somewhere on his upper body. His grunt gave her a modicum of satisfaction.
The muscles in her arms strained while he held both her calves hip-high. Another warm band secured her
second ankle. He let go of her legs and they dropped fast, dragged down by a heavy weight between them,
a stiff bar that held her legs apart. The balls of her feet slapped the smooth, cold floor.
"Oh!" With her arms pulled above her head and her spread legs shackled, she was unable to do more than
stand on her tiptoes and ponder her fate.
"Hmm." She felt his heat as he circled around her. "I wonder what Yale will think of you?"
Yale? God help her, she'd been sold to the sadistic killer. She swallowed the dryness in her throat.
~~
Her captor's eyes, bright with curiosity, gazed unerringly at her face. "I expected you to protest much
more about being trussed up. Perhaps you like it?"
A heated flush crept up her neck. The shackles molded to her wrists weren't nearly as uncomfortable as
she expected. With her arms pulled over her head, her breasts rose within the confines of her low-cut bra,
showcasing her cleavage quite nicely. Not that she cared if she impressed her captor. She simply enjoyed
showing off her best asset. Was that sick, or what?
The bar holding her ankles apart allowed air to waft around her limbs, cooling her overheated skin. The
draft floated through her thin panties into her cunt, teasing the inner lips. Her pussy ached to be filled with
a buzzing dildo, preferably a soft model she could grip with her hungry inner muscles.
"There's nothing I can do about it, is there?" she said, disgusted by her untimely arousal. At another time,
in another place, with the right person...
He stood directly in front of her, leering at her with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "I wonder what will
make your pulse race?" His gaze raked over her semi-naked body. "The stinging sweep of a flogger?" A
light brush of fingertips swept across her belly, making her shiver. "Clamps on your nipples?" He raised
both hands toward her breasts.
She clenched her jaw and twisted her chest away. The thought of him plucking her breasts out of her bra
and pinching her nipples made her stomach churn. It wasn't his touch she resented as much as his
mocking attitude.
"You're repulsive," she spat.
He dropped his arms with a snicker. "Sensitive about those lush melons, eh? A nice tight pinch will make
you come like you've never come before. I bet you'd like it, D.S. King."
Vonna glared at him. She'd tweaked her nipples lots of times before a climax. She liked the fluid burn
shooting to her pussy. Tightening a clamp on her nipple was another story. In the privacy of her quarters,
she'd tried it once. It hurt. Who in their right mind enjoyed physical abuse?
Yet, she had several friends who loved a good spanking. She'd often wondered what it would be like to
have a firm swat on the butt. Knowing her, she'd turn around and smack the guy. Typically, she dominated
her sexual encounters, riding her partner in a fast frenzy. Wham, bam, thank you, sir. Now get out of my
quarters.
Whenever she gave the male the upper hand, her partner typically demanded all the pleasure for himself.
Where was the fun in that?
"What is happening here?" a deep voice boomed.
Vonna spun in the direction of the newcomer stomping toward them. Christ, she hadn't heard him enter
the room. How could she not have? He was one big solid male. Arm muscles bulged out the sleeves of the
lab coat he wore. The form-fitting powder blue shirt beneath the coat clung to his flat belly and matching
pants hugged his powerful thighs. He wore lab booties on his big feet.
And his face...oh my. Classic male beauty. A strong jaw line bracketed wide, sensual lips. His nose flared at
her perusal and his eyes flashed, but he said nothing. He stopped a few feet away, his legs spread in a
wide stance, fists balled at his sides, and he glared at the male who'd strung her up. Dark eyelashes flicked
over eyes more hazel-green than brown.
Anger simmered around him like a hot wave, yet she didn't feel threatened by him. Of course, his attention
wasn't focused on her right now.
Unlike the other males she'd seen so far, his skin color was a light tan and the markings on his face were
less noticeable. He wore his dark hair short in a spiky, casual mess, revealing ears less pointed than the
other males' ears. He looked almost human -- like an aggressive, extremely sexy male Earthling.
Now here was a male worth hanging in chains for. Would you like to examine me, doctor?
Her captor, the recipient of the newcomer's lethal stare, smiled like a boy caught playing with a starship's
controls -- guilty and unrepentant. "I've brought back your latest acquisition, as you requested, Yale."
The heat flowing through her veins like lava instantly froze. She gawked at Yale, her heart in her throat.
What those males had said about him couldn't be true. A sadistic killer should be an ugly, pockmarked,
gaunt beast, not a gorgeous, come-take-me, fantasy male.
His hard gaze shifted to her face, then swooped down her body, his hazel eyes narrowing dangerously.
Although Vonna tried to remain calm, a tremor of alarm shuddered beneath her skin.
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