Free Secret Destiny: Sins of Odyssey Book 1 by Kathy Kulig Page B

a large dildo. But at the end was a clear glass ball with whitish-purple sparks darting out and striking the woman’s skin. A violet wand.
    She writhed and moaned and occasionally jerked, but appeared to be in immense pleasure. “Yes, yes,” she cried out. She also had glass tubes about as large as tall shot glasses attached to her nipples and clit. The man placed another object on top of each tube and pumped a plunger. Suction built the pressure on her sensitive parts and she cried out. He wondered if he could talk Destiny into trying something like that. Yeah, he was getting hard thinking about it.
    “Pretty intense, huh?” He took her hand and she gave him a small smile. But he could tell, by her stiff expression, something bothered her. Was she uncomfortable here? Why would this be much different than a strip club?
    Oliver stood back from the open doorway to give those inside some privacy as he spoke. “Some of our clients are looking for another couple or a third for a threesome,” he said. “Or they may be looking for a submissive partner or a Dom. That’s male and female on both sides of the whip, so to speak. There’s good money if you’re interested. I can add that to your profile, add some BDSM training if you need it. The more variety in your services, the more money you can make.” His phone buzzed and he dug it out of his pocket.
    “I’m so sorry,” Oliver said. “I have to take this. I’ll be right back.” He strode off down the hallway as Destiny and Darius moved on to the other rooms to view.
    “What’s up? Are you okay?” Darius asked Destiny.
    “I’m fine. My head is spinning with Oliver’s full list of services. This just isn’t my scene. I see nothing wrong with it, but I don’t see myself doing it all.”
    He pulled her aside and took her into his arms. “Can you feel how hard I’m getting by this?”
    She grinned. “Very. This place is infused with sexual energy. I’m not surprised.”
    “Then tell me what’s wrong, please. I understand that this lifestyle isn’t for everyone, but I know how adventurous you are in bed and how much you enjoy exotic dancing. You do get turned on by it. You told me. What is it about a ménage or BDSM that bothers you? Or is it what Oliver said about his service?”
    Her face went white and Darius’ heart froze. He took her face in his hands. “What is it, babe? Did someone hurt you?”
    She swallowed then nodded.
    “Trust me enough to tell me.”
    She nodded again. “Okay.” She turned away and her eyes widened. She moved back from him. “Not here, not now.”
    “I’m sorry to interrupt,” Oliver said after joining them again. “We’ll make this quick and you can head out or stay and party. Whatever you wish.” He led them to another room off the main hall.
    In the sunroom, Oliver closed the door and the noise of the crowd and music quieted to a soft muffle. “I do have another gig for you next week similar to what you just did. Philip has made a new request. He would like for you two to entertain him again at his home. This time he’d like to participate.”
    “A threesome?” Destiny asked, her voice shaking.
    “Yes. If that’s new to you, you could practice here. I could hook you up. Or you already know Philip, and his home would be very private. Just a few guests, like last time.”
    Darius noticed Destiny’s shoulders stiffen. He doubted she’d agree. “We’ll talk about it and get back to you. Please give us the info on the live shows. We’d be happy to accommodate those clients.”

 
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    Every muscle in her body relaxed as she floated in the ocean at Fort Lauderdale Beach. Overhead, the sky gleamed a perfect crystal blue, with occasional seagulls or pelicans swooping past. The warm and soothing water washed up the sandy beach in gentle arcs, lulling her to delightful oblivion. Between work, school, the looming bar exam and her financial worries, she’d never considered a restful day at the beach. This was the