UNTOUCHABLE (Siri's Saga Book 1) (28 page)

"Yes, who are the celebrities?"

"I've done Beyoncé, Madonna, Rihanna, Katy, Christine, Brittney, J. Lo, even Miley. If the video is hot, I learn it and perform it, live. It is an easy deception because video's have costumes. I don a wig and we have great make-up artists. We do either a flash mob style performance where we are all in the crowd when we start, or we do a full stage production. It's always late in the evening so everyone is stoned, high or drunk. And because I am killer good, you know. Seriously, it only works because the celebrities bought into the idea. They'll stop by, do a quick appearance and boom, we are the talk of the town again. Miley has made an appearance since I've been gone, and Taylor Swift has agreed to do it too. Anyway, we never advertise the performances. It is always a hit or miss for the customers, which keeps them coming back. It's a win win for everyone. We pay the real stars a hefty royalty fee and Bart pays me a hefty performance fee." I look at him. "I stipulated it in our negotiations in the back of the limo that my job is to dance. I have one rule I live by."

"Just one?"

"One's enough, if it's the right one. Rule #1, no touching."

He laughs out loud, "That's one hell of a rule for a Vegas girl."

"Yeah. Bart was pretty shocked when I told him back in the limo. I explained to him though that it was a hard rule. Non-negotiable and that any erotic entertainment I provided would be through suggestive dance, and I reserved the right to decide if I perform nude. Since you missed Surreal's Reveal Dance, you missed my signature pole dance."

"I'm sorry now I didn't hang out to catch it."

"It's killer. When you see it, you never forget it."

"Why?"

"I do a spectacular diving drop and an arching stretch that pushes my tits out the open heart. The crowd always gasps when I fall and clap when they see my tits."

"Fuck! I'm really sorry now I missed it."

"We branded the Blue Heart and we actually sell Blue Heart merchandise."

"I'll be damned, and this is the long story that goes with your little blue heart?"

"Yep."

"That's fucking brilliant!"

"It turned out to be. We sell a ton of merchandise too."

"What kind of items do you sell?"

"We have pics and posters of me in various positions on the pole which Surreal autographed. We also sell t-shirts, glasses, cups, beer mugs, magnets, just about anything you can put a simple Blue Heart on."

He laughs. "Like my coffee cup this morning."

"Yep."

"I'm impressed!" He looks in the side mirror, puts on the left blinker, and enters the turn lane of a red light. We sit there in silence as he maneuvers in the traffic. "Are you rich?"

"Yes."

"How rich?"

"Very." I watch his reaction at that news but his face doesn't change.
Most men would either become VERY romantic now, or they would become intimidated. No reaction. That's interesting.

He breaks my musing. "Can I have an autographed poster and a t-shirt?"

"Yes." I laugh. "You can have both and your very own coffee mug."

"Can I have a private lap dance and private pole dance?"

"Affirmative." I wink at him. "You can have both and you can have the dancer any time you want."

"I like that deal." He pulls into the turn lane of a mini storage facility. "We have to make a stop here before we head out." We drive down to a 4 stall building in the back. He gets out and walks in front of the truck.

He didn't say 'stay here.' Is he going to come get me or am I going to have to wait here?
He opens my door. "I know you want to see what's inside. Come on and look."

I follow him, teasing. "I do. What treasures of Aurelius Moore, my Fucking Golden God, lie hidden in the depths of the mini storage unit?"

When he rolls the big door up, I gasp.
Wow! Look at all the goodies. All the big boy toys!
Inside is wall to wall, neat, clean, and organized …
everything.
From a Skeeter FX bass boat with a Yamaha 250 motor and all the latest electronics, to water skis and knee boards, to every tool you can think of with saw horses, ladders, and huge tool boxes lining the walls, plus hanging from the ceiling is a unicycle, a couple of bicycles, fishing rods and a saddle. I'm flabbergasted. "WOW! This is incredible! I feel like I walked into a page of an 'eye spy' book."

He grins at me as he takes the saddle down. "I've got a few fun secrets." On his way back out, he picks up a cowboy hat hanging by the door and dons it.

"I'll say!" I follow him back to the truck.
My beautiful Golden God looks as good as a Cowboy as he does a Flyboy, and the thunderous Son of Thor. There aren't a lot of men who can pull those looks off and be believable doing it. He's a fucking fine feast!
He throws the saddle over the tailgate and says as he comes around to open the door for me. "Get in. I want to hear the rest of the story."

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

"I can't wait to hear your secrets." We stop at the exit waiting to pull into the road. I'm staring straight ahead as my mind catalogs everything I saw in the unit. He turns to look at me and I automatically respond, turning to face him. He looks at me expectantly which makes me smile and I reach to take his arm in my hand. He smiles and I squeeze his bicep.
It is so nice!
He continues to smile at me with that expectant look.
Why is he not going? I thought we were in a hurry.
Then it dawns on me.
Oh! Co-pilot duties!
"Clear right."

He pulls onto the road and heads south out of town. "Ok, let's hear about the cock and tail sex party now. Don't hold back. Straight line, not curved."

"Straight as an arrow and remember I choose to follow my fucking arrow."

"I respect that, Siri. I truly do."

I squeeze his arm. "But that doesn't mean I'm not nervous to tell you this part."

"Why? I get what you do. I know what erotic entertainment is. I know it is graphic. Tell me first though, were you touched last night?"

"No, I'm always in control or I don't perform. Well, that's not true. I was touched last night, over and over again until the fireworks shot me straight into heaven and I haven't come down yet!"

He leans over. "Give me a kiss, Wild Thang!"

I turn around and face the rear, then lean between him and the steering wheel. I pucker up to give him a quick peck. "Let me set the cruise control and you can stay right here." He sets the speed, lowers the seat and gives me enough room to snuggle in on his chest. He steers with one hand. "OK, let's hear the story."

I unbutton his shirt. "I hope you are ready for this, because you are going to be shocked."

"Shocked is a strong word. I might be surprised, but I seriously doubt you will shock me."

"I'll bet money on it." I tell him confidently. "Shock and awe is my specialty."

He raises his eyebrows. "I'll take that bet, but I would rather wager something more fun."

"I do like the way you think! What?"

"How about if I win, you go on a date of my choosing, and if you win, I go on a date of your choosing."

"Deal!"
That's a win/win. "
What is your date choice?" I ask as I stick my hand inside his shirt to caress his bare chest.

"Fishing. And you have to bait your own hook and take off your own fish."

"Eew!" I squeal teasing him.

He chuckles. "What's your choice?"

"If I win, you will go with me to a Karaoke bar and you have to sing a song."

"Ah Shit! Not karaoke! Anything but that!"

I giggle.

"OK, but only because I'm confident I'm going to win. It takes a lot to shock me."

I peck his chest. "Sealed with a kiss."

He chuckles.

"You taste delicious!" I bury my face and nuzzle him, wiggling in his arms.

He laughs out loud. "You're gonna make me wreck, Wiggly Thang. Be still!"

I laugh but don't stop. "What are you gonna do to me to make me? Spank me?"

"Oh, I like the way you think."

"You'll have to catch me first. I run pretty good for a girl remember?"

"Yep. If you run, I'll have to tie you up."

"Promise?" I nip his neck.

"Oh, I promise! If I tie you up, you'll be at my mercy."

"Will I scream for mercy or will I just scream?" I lick him then pull his skin in his seductive nibble. He moans out of his throat.
I wonder if he realizes he does that.

"Fuck, Siri! I'm already needy again."

I giggle and settle back down in his arms. "That's how I want you. Needy for me."

"That's not going to be a problem, I promise. Now behave and tell me what happened last night."

"Yes … Sir, My Fucking Golden God!" He opens his mouth to say something, but I lay my fingers on his lips. "Shush."
They are so sensuous.
I pull my fingers down and let them fall inside to his teeth. He opens and I slide them inside. His tongue surrounds them and he sucks, pulling them in. He massages them, sucking until I moan. "Now I'm needy too." I pull them out and he nips them as they pass his teeth. "Ow!"

"I bite too." His eyes crinkle. "Now tell me the story before I pull off and have my way with you."

"Would that way be fucking or spanking?"

"Both!"

I laugh satisfied I've teased him enough. "I can't reveal the names of the participants. I had to sign a confidentiality agreement and I shouldn't be telling you anything that happened."

"But… you will tell me everything."

"Are you being bossy again?"

He chuckles. "Just shoot straight, Cowgirl."

"I'm not going to keep secrets from you." I trace a heart on his chest. "The cock and tail party was a gathering of a local Swingers club." I pause and look for shock on his face.

"Not shocked. Not even close."

"TD pushed really hard to get this invitation because he wanted to hook up with one of the women. She wouldn't give him any tail outside the club because it's against their house rules or rules of engagement as they call it. When we arrived and I walked in as the replacement date, there was instant tension. They didn't know he was bringing me, and I didn't know until that moment that they were swingers. They agreed to let me continue. No one knows at this point who I am, they all think I'm a secretary."

"How many couples?"

"Four. It's a tight group. Groups this small have a lot of trust issues to deal with."

"I can imagine."

"The first thing we did, after everyone individually agreed to let me stay, is to conduct social foreplay. They meet in the courtyard for drinking, dancing and flirting. Each man spent time with me. I learned some interesting things about the couples. One of the women is secretly bisexual."

"I'm not shocked."

"I'm not finished." I say with complete confidence and he grins.

"But it is getting interesting."

"Yep. So after the foreplay, we go up stairs to the playroom to hear the Rules of Engagement. I have already found out that they have a stripper pole, so I'm not worried at all now. I know I will have them eating out of my hand as soon as I mount it." He smiles and I kiss his chest. "The Rules are like Fight Club rules. But they have a special one for new female members who are virgins to the Swinger lifestyle. The virgin gets to make her own rules for that night so she gets comfortable with fucking a strange man on the subsequent meetings. Which is one of their house rules, everyone fucks."

"Not shocked."

"I, of course, have my own rules."
I start to trace a heart on his chest absentmindedly while I talk. "The first thing I do is to dance on the pole to guarantee I have their cooperation, then I give them my rules. Rule #1 you know. Rule #2 is no touching each other until I say
GO
. #3 is no touching yourself
unless
I say so. #4, you may only say four phrases: Go, Baby, Go; Faster, Bitch, Faster; Fuck me! Fuck yeah! #5, with every orgasm, you will say, scream, or shout Seary. #6, we will play Gorilla at the end of the night. Everyone plays. No exceptions. The last one to orgasm wins and he, or she, will shout GORILLA! I added this twist to punish TD for ambushing all of us. The first one to orgasm loses and they forfeit their right to pick partners for the next full year. Which makes TD blurt out, 'fuck that,' before he hears the next rule. #7, if you break the rules, you will be spanked."

Aurei smiles. "Wicked!"

"Yeah, it was an easy set up. #8, if you don't apply the discipline appropriately, you will also be disciplined."

Aurei's eyebrows twitch, but he doesn't say anything.

"The first order of business was to give TD a bare ass spanking."

"Ouch! Payback is a bitch."

"Yep. I don't take no shit from nobody! I warned him when I knew something was up. Anyway, I let the young woman, who he so desperately wanted to fuck, undress him for us and then spank him. She is a sweet, young gold digger. I taught her some valuable lessons." I say as I take a small not too painful bite on Aurei's chest. "Certain amounts of pain are pleasurable and that dominating a man and dishing out the punishment can be quite liberating and sexually stimulating."

"And how did you do that?"

"One of the women had a riding crop and I used it on her first. I wield it skillfully."

He cuts his eyes at me. "Skillfully?"

"Oh, yes! Like I said, pain can be pleasurable." I kiss his chest where I bit him. "Then, I let her wield it on him because giving it can be too." I nip him again a little harder and he growls.

"Do you have an inner dominatrix in there?" He looks down at my heart.

"If you are interested in trying it out, I can oblige you. Are you into BDSM?"

He laughs. "I'm all into the soft side of your sexuality for the time being."

I kiss the nip. "After the spanking, everyone is willing to let me do whatever I want. We take a short break while they gathered the things I needed like blindfolds, handcuffs, and all their sex toys. There was an awesome music system complete with cameras and a tracking spotlight. I started the show with a little speech I always give my Fucking Fantasies customers. Would you like to hear it?"

"Of course."

I clear my throat. "Tonight is all about sex! Tonight is all about orgasm. Embrace it. Do
not
hold back. Release yourself from the old programing that would deny your sexual satisfaction. Let it go! Open your minds to the sensual sensations and the sexual stimulation you will feel. You have been given a most precious gift. Orgasm!
Let us not shy away from it. Let us experience it. Let us embrace it. Let us celebrate it."

"Siri, that's … awesome."

"What I do is very rewarding. Especially when the people are sincere. That's why I have such a loyal following. I have been performing for some of the same people year after year. I call them Seary Successes."

He grins. "You're almost like a visual sex therapist."

I laugh. "Well, I do encourage my customers to relax and let nature do what nature intended. It's only dirty because someone has placed those thoughts in your mind. It's really beautiful, fulfilling and completely natural to be sexually stimulated by watching others dance. Belly dancers have been entertaining people for centuries. What I do is no different really."

"I get it."

"I always open my private performances by dancing to Circus by Britney Spears which establishes that I am the ring leader. It sets the stage for what I'm going to do and the mood. It's perfect. Then I danced on the pole to 'Blurred Lines' while everyone stripped to their underwear, but I decided to dance naked for them. I paraded down the line of the men, teasing them individually."

I glance up at him. He is concentrating on driving. "And my blue heart? I guess they all saw it?"

"No one was looking there. Bouncing boobs have a way of distracting a man's attention. When the song is over, I put my dress back on. Then I gave one of the men a lap dance. I position his wife, the Sugar Baby, who spanked TD with such enthusiasm, behind him with the crop in her hand and instruct her that if he touches me, he is to receive discipline."

"Wickedly clever."

"He manages to get through it without touching me but he sure wanted too. I really do know how to tease a man out of his mind."

"I can hardly wait to experience that first hand."

I giggle. "Then, I dance Britney Spears, 'I'm A Slave For You' solo. It's really sexy and one of my old favorites. After that, I give the Rodeo couple a lap dance combined with a pole dance. These two are into BDSM so I gave them a performance they will never forget. On hindsight, I probably shouldn't have choked him, they were both over stimulated. It almost backfired on me."

"Damn. You choked him?"

"Yes. Are you shocked?"

"Surprised, not shocked. What did they do?"

"He shouted more than the allowed phrases and she whipped the shit out of him hard with the crop."

"Damn."

"The next thing I did was take TD to each of the women for a 30 second touching of their choosing to the song 'Satisfaction' as in 'he can't get any.'"

"Now that's funny."

"It ended up being hilarious. Come to find out the Sugar Baby has a wet willie ear fetish. She tongue fucked his ear so fantastic, I totally lost track of the count."

"Now that's funny right there."

"It was hilarious. But he was really a good sport about it all. The next girl is the bi, who I knew would be the hardest to please, so I decided to gamble and test the waters. It ended up being a huge hit. I give her the Sugar Baby's tits and a kiss. I set it up perfectly. Katy Perry's, 'I Kissed A Girl' comes over the speakers and I pretend it was an accident and said, 'Hey, let's roll with it.'"

"You are very wickedly clever."

"The Sugar Baby was uncomfortable with an open lesbian kiss, which I figured she would be, so I use some trickery of the best kind. I have her close her eyes and I tell her that TD is going to stimulate her tits to get her ready for it."