Free Savage Destiny by Madelaine Montague, Mandy Monroe

Savage Destiny
     
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    Madelaine Montague & Mandy Monroe
     
     
    Nevaeh sighed dismally as she continued to look through the skimpy outfits on the rack in front of her.   Her friend Nadia had been badgering her to come to this club, Fantasies Fulfilled, for weeks now.   For the most part she’d come just to shut her friend up, but, if she was honest with herself, she’d had other reasons for coming.   It had been a while since she’d had a relationship and even longer still since she’d had one worth mentioning.   She needed some escapism, and, according to her friend, this was just where to find it.   Now that she’d forked over more money than she cared to think about, she would like to think that she was embarking on a pleasant adventure, but, it just wasn’t starting out like that.
    She was disappointed with the clothing that the club offered.   It was very ‘one size fits most and doesn’t really look good on anyone’ type of stuff.   It would’ve been nice if they’d had something that would compliment her unforgiving curves, but, they didn’t.   She finally decided on an off-white peasant top and barely there see-through brown tattered skirt.   She was glad she’d worn her bustier to the club.   She would put it on over the peasant top to make it look better since not wearing a bra didn’t bear thinking about.   Tying the skirt up a little, she’d be able to show off a little bit of leg and it would make the whole outfit look a lot better.  
    Having finalized her selection, she examined the room key she’d been given.   It didn’t take her long to locate the room.   Once inside, she headed to the bathroom to change clothes and make the best of what she had.   As soon as she was done, she made her way back to the bedroom.   She was surprised to see a member of the staff waiting for her, his body turned away from her, his gaze on the ceiling.
    When he’d determined with his peripheral vision that she was dressed, he turned to address her.   “If you’ll just hop on the bed, I’ll get you ready for your fantasy.”
    Nevaeh felt a little unsure about the rope and other things he was holding.   In fact her stomach did a strange little freefall and then knotted up with uneasiness.   Abruptly, a bondage fantasy seemed a little wilder than she actually wanted.   “What’s that black thing with the rubber ball on it?” she asked suspiciously.
    He looked a little surprised by her question. “It’s a gag.   If you’re worried about germs, don’t be.   We thoroughly sanitize everything after every use, and, as you well know, we carefully screen our customers for diseases, so you don’t have to worry about anything like that.”
    She’d actually felt a lot better before he brought any of that up.   “Look . . . ,” she said, searching for a name tag on the guy’s shirt.
    “Darekk,” he offered.
    “Look, Darekk, thank you so much, but I don’t really want all that kinky weird shit.   The rope is a lot more than I’m used to.   I’m not going to let you put something in my mouth so I can’t scream for help.”
    “I completely understand.   Everything is entirely optional.   We just want you to be able to make the most out of your experience here with us.”
    Slightly mollified but still more uneasy than revving with anticipation, Nevaeh got on the bed.   “Where would you like me to sit?”
    “In the middle is just fine,” he said, coming up beside her.   He grabbed her hands and positioned them behind her back before tying her up with the rope.
    Nervous butterflies assailed Nevaeh’s stomach.   She’d never been tied up before.   It hadn’t seemed like such a bad idea when she’d been discussing her fantasy package in a nice office with her friend close by for support, but now . . . now that she was going to be alone with . . . whoever, she wasn’t so sure.   Of course, the guy tying her up could have cared less.   He seemed completely