Copper Robber

By Sophie Sin

How much pleasure can one man handle tied to a bed with not a clutching desperate hand free to find purchase in the seven sex women hungry for his seed? The Copper Robber is in for the time of his life as holes are displayed and a single pole is taken to the limits of human endurance for the entertainment of the lovely ladies that only wish to teach him a lesson in proper 'manners'. Come join in.

This and other similar stories can be found in 'Millionaires Erotica Vol. 2'.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lunatic Ink Publishing
• Release date: May 26, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476255293

Sophie Sin

Sophie Sin writes heterosexual erotica. She also occasionally writes gay erotic fiction under the pen name Dick Powers.

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COPPER ROBBER

Millionaires Club #5

Sophie Sin

Copyright 2012 Lunatic Ink Publishing

Note: This is a short work of around 5000 words. If you would like to read more then check out out Sophie Sin’s short story collections (containing several stories each). Find more at Sophie Sin's Book List. She also writes male-male gay erotica under Dick Powers.

Short disclaimer: All individuals represented within this text are over the age of 21 and full and completely are shown to consent in all ways to the sexual activities that take place within this collection of short works.

Editor’s Note:

You can find this story with the others listed below in ‘Millionaires Erotica Vol. 2’.

That collection contains the following stories:

Copper Robber, Platinum Whore, Zinc Delivery, Iron Stallion.

The ‘Millionaires Erotica Vol. 2’ collection can be found at any of your favorite e-stores.

Sex The Thief

God, I've got to hurry. If they catch me in here then I'll be done for.

Jack River, thief, ladies man, and downright scoundrel hustled through the drawers with an expert ease born from a long-standing desire not to get caught. Right now, he was tearing through the woman's underwear drawer.

Sexy bitch, he murmured, pulling out a pair of pink panties and momentarily stopping to admire the fineness of their cut and the quality of their small size.

This was the job of a lifetime. He had managed to get employment in the Rich family's home and now he was reaping the rewards, or would be if only he could find those damn jewels.

He tore the bottom draw out and ripped through the skirts inside.

Nothing!

He turned and strode around the room nearly pulling his black hair out.

Where is it? he cried in frustration.

There was a creak near the door and he immediately stopped moving. His frustration had been so strong that he hadn't noted the amount of time gone by. If they caught him in here there would be no telling what they would do to him.

He rushed towards the door, hoping against hope that no one was there. Pressing his head to the wood, he listened carefully. There didn't seem to be anyone on the other side as far as he could hear.

He took one more look around the bedroom and decided that he had made the wrong