All In

By Maxwell Avoi

The girls of Las Vegas are back...and now they’re not the only ones! The discovery of another group of five former men pits both groups against each other in a race to see who will be the last team standing when the identity of the mysterious magician who put this sexy chain of events into motion is finally revealed!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Maxwell Avoi
• Release date: Jul 2, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311804266

Maxwell Avoi

Maxwell is an irregular contributor at Fictionmania, and has recently started down the road of independent ebook publishing. He has held several jobs in his life, including DJ, night security guard, front desk worker at a college dorm, and clerk at several gas stations. Only one of those jobs is at all related to writing erotica for Internet sales.Maxwell can be reached at [e-mail]

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Staying in Vegas:

All In

By Maxwell Avoi

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2014 by Maxwell Avoi

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Maxwell Avoi writes a lot of sci-fi, fantasy, and occasional bits of realistic erotica. You can find more information about him at his blog: http://www.maxwellavoi.com/

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Rikki lay in bed, naked, her long, lean body shaking from the latest in a string of orgasms, and hated everything about it. She had lost track of the number of times that the man in bed with her had brought her to screaming, clawing climax, her body blazing with the greatest pleasure that she’d ever known, but it was getting to the point where she was starting to wonder if they were accomplishing anything.

Surely you felt it that time, he said, frowning slightly. Sirtan was an older man, his hair silvering but his body still very much vital. Rikki could vouch for that. She had become his apprentice two weeks before and she had been in his bed every night. She loved and hated it, mostly hated, but it was the only option for her. She was trying to learn magic from him, tantric magic, and he had arranged things so that he was the only option in Vegas for her. His price was treating her like the woman that she appeared to be, which apparently meant all kinds of sex.

A month ago, before a botched encounter with a stage magician she still vowed to hunt down and dismember, she had been a man named Rick. Now she was trapped in the body of a blonde bombshell, slim and trim with the most spectacular legs that she’d ever seen. Her clothing turned itself into a sequined one-piece and matching four-inch heels, no matter what she put on. The others in her group, a once-bachelor-party that was now more of a survival club, had suffered similar fates. Though, she thought, not all of them seemed to suffer. The thought made her feel sour.

Sirtan said, Look, it’s like this. When you come, you release energy into your partner, who does the same to you when he comes. I think the problem here is that since you’re not receiving energy, you’re not understanding what it feels like. Roll over. On your hands and knees.

Rikki had learned better than to argue. It never got anywhere, and some sneaking traitor part of her actually enjoyed what Sirtan did with her. Yes, master, she growled, rolling over and getting into position. She had also learned that he was truly the master here, and that same quisling part of her also liked that.

Sirtan took her hair in his hand, winding it around once so that he had a good grip, and pulled her head back as he sank into her. She shuddered, loving and hating the feeling of her internal muscles gripping at his cock, and she felt the pleasure start up again.

This time I won’t let you come, said Sirtan. He spoke calmly, as if addressing a classroom of semi-bored students. Instead, you’re going to feel the energy from me. You won’t get all of it, or even a significant percentage, but you’ll get enough to feel. Do you understand, pet?

Yes, master.

Sirtan started rolling his hips, sliding in and out, and Rikki felt her body heat up in response. She met his movements, her own thrusts hampered by his implacable grip but still possible thanks to the flexibility of the body that she’d gained. She felt the pleasure ramp up, felt the pressure along with it that meant that she was heading for another orgasm, and then just before she came…it stopped. It felt like a wall had come down between her and her release, and no matter how the pressure built up she was unable to breach it.

He kept on, filling her, and she bucked harder. Rikki heard herself making tiny noises of frustration as she reached for climax, her hatred for her body falling away in the face of the sheer animal need, and the when she thought that she was going to go crazy he pushed deep and released into her.

Her eyes opened wide. Through the frustration, through the need to come and scream and buck, she felt something. There was a thread connecting them, something that she understood immediately and was able to focus on for the first time without being distracted by her own climax. It seemed to grow in her mind, from a thread to a rope to a massive bridge that she didn’t understand how she could have missed in the first place. Oh my god! she said. "I see it master! Master please oh my god please!"

Who’s my good girl? said Sirtan, his voice slightly unsteady from his own orgasm.

I am, master!

You’re what, pet?

"I’m your good girl I’ll be anything you want I’m your slut your whore your bitch oh god please let me come!"

Sirtan leaned down and whispered, Good girl. Then he kissed her between her shoulder blades and the wall dropped all at once. Rikki writhed and wailed as her body exploded, not knowing what to do or how to do it as she clawed at the sheets. When she finally came back, could finally see again and understand what she was seeing, she was on her back and gasping in the aftermath.

Sirtan grinned at her. He stood by the side of the huge bed, wearing his silk bathrobe and looking quite pleased with himself. Felt it that time, did you?

Rikki nodded, too tired to speak.

Now that you know what to look for, you’ll have no trouble finding it again. The next step is to learn to draw energy into yourself and learn to use it.

How…how long? Will that take? Rikki’s throat was sore from screaming, her voice scratchy.

Well, it’s different for every student. Whatever’s been done to you, though, it’s made you quite well suited for this sort of magic.

Does it have to be like this?

What, with the sex and the screaming? Probably not. But it’s awfully fun, don’t you think?

Rikki summoned the energy for a glare, her bubbling anger surfacing again. You know I’m not really…this.

Oh, of course. Your aura is fighting itself. It’s quite impressive, really. Part of your studies will involve learning to come to terms with what you’ve become.

"I don’t want to come to terms. I want to change back and never think about this shit again!"

You’re beautiful when you’re angry.

Fuck you.

Don’t say it unless you mean it. Pet.

Rikki’s glare remained, though the words on her lips died. Finally she said, I’m done for tonight.

Very well, pet. I have an assignment for you.

What? Homework?

"I am your master, am I not? Sirtan waited, but Rikki didn’t seem inclined to argue. Good. I want you to have a sexual encounter with someone else before you come back here."

Rikki blinked. What? No. I ain’t fuckin’ no guy who-

It doesn’t have to be a man. Our magic works either way. You need practice learning how to gather energy from your partner.

I ain’t gonna do it.

Then our agreement is over. You can go, and never come back. You’ll find that no true magician in Vegas will teach you anything, and that you’ll be stuck as-

Okay, okay! said Rikki, sitting up. She was surprised to find herself in a half-panic at the thought. Sirtan was well-connected, and he’d put the word out: Rikki was his. No one else would risk his anger by teaching her unless they wanted a serious fight on their hands. I’ll…I’ll figure something out.

Sirtan nodded. This spell has turned you into a very sexual creature, pet. As much as you may abhor the idea, you might want to think about using whatever you have to get ahead.

Thanks, I’ll think about it.

You know the way out. Good night, pet.

Yeah, whatever. Sirtan lifted an eyebrow, and Rikki grudgingly added, Master.

See that you don’t forget it.

In another part of town, halfway up one of the nicer casino hotels, two women were having a wonderful time with some boys that they’d met in the bar downstairs.

One was black, a woman full of hip and bosom and laugh, who was currently using that laugh as she enjoyed