Rough Lovers 3: Purely Business

By Daisy Rose

Allie knows something is wrong when she is suddenly standing in front of a crowd of strangers and finds herself overcame with the urge to start undressing. She knows she's in serious trouble when her hands start moving and she does exactly that.

Desperate for money, Allie volunteers as a willing participant for an act led by a mysterious stranger. The money is everything she has ever dreamed of and more, but it sounded just a little too good to be true.

Not only is she is touched in ways nobody has ever touched her before, she is taken to realms of pleasure that she didn't even know existed. The things he does to her innocent body in full view of the strangers are downright humiliating, but she can't walk away. All she can do is surrender and submit.

Purely Business is a standalone unapologetically steamy short story with multiple males and a single young submissive.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fanciful Erotica
• Release date: Mar 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463449172

Daisy Rose

Daisy Rose is a lover of hucow, exhibitionism, domination, taboo erotica and any combination thereof.She particular enjoys placing her main characters in unlikely situations that will excite and arouse her readers to the likes of which have never been experienced before. Follow Daisy's Twitter @DaisyRoseWrites or email her at [e-mail]!In her free time, Daisy experiments with the toys her master brings for her and finds new ways to get away with bending the rules... or get caught and suffer the consequences. It's a win-win either way.

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My inner thighs squeezed together as I felt a familiar wetness build between my legs at the thought of him touching me in the elevator.

Her name's Allie, Jon said when I didn't answer. And she's a virgin, so nothing too rough.

The casual way he told all the men that I have never had sex made me gasp. Blood rushed to my cheeks, embarrassment coloring them. My heart thumped rapidly against my chest, threatening to break through my ribs.

Virgin? Ralph growled, standing so close to me that I could feel his erection pressed against my belly.

Go ahead, Allie. Tell the men what you want, he said. His earlier order reverberated through my bones. I had to tell them everything. Not just everything, I had to tell them my deepest, darkest secret.

No, no. I couldn't do that. It's too embarrassing. I didn't know these men! Don't make me do this.  My lips parted, I want you to bend me over and fuck me right here, I whimpered. I want your thick black cock inside my virgin pussy, pounding into me until I can't breathe and I want them to watch. I want them to touch me, grope me, mark my body with their hands and dicks, I blurted and my eyes filled with unshed tears.

Dirty little slut you got there, one of the men said. Are you sure she's a virgin?

Jon grinned. Are you really a virgin, Allie? he asked.

Yes, sir. I've never had sex, I murmured, blushing even though I had admitted to things a million times more humiliating.

Do you mind if we checked that? he asked.

Do you mind, Allie? Jon asked.

No! I thought. I didn't know these men! I didn't want them to touch me! No! Stop! When I opened my mouth, the words that came out were, Yes! Please! Please touch me!

Grinning wickedly, Ralph twisted me around and bent me over. His fingers curved into the seams of my pants and underwear, pulling both down easily until they were bunched around my knees. I gasped when I felt warm hands on my ass, rubbing and massaging the soft flesh.

Responsive, isn't she? Jon said. Go on, touch her, he coaxed. I couldn't turn around to see who else had touched my naked ass, but I felt like everyone was touching me, rubbing, pinching my ass.

Do you want them to spank you? Jon asked pleasantly, as if he was asking whether I wanted cream with my coffee.

Yes! I cried out even though I meant to say 'no', and their hands were back on my body and there was nothing I could do about it.

Chapter 1*: Work Requirements (Stripped, Humiliation)

Iopened my eyes and stared out into the crowd, unmoving. I must have been sleeping. Dreaming. I didn't feel like I was just waking up. Maybe I was still in the dream. My hands moved in front of my face, but I didn't remember telling my body to do that.

It felt like I was waiting for something, but I couldn't remember what I was waiting for exactly. I wanted to look around, but found my gaze firmly locked onto the crowd in front of me.

Full house tonight. The tables were filled with couples, patrons holding onto drinks, half-eaten meals in front of them. My date was the only man sitting alone at his table, his expression unreadable. I made it seem like he was the one who had come up with the idea to bring me here earlier tonight, but I was the one who slipped the brochure on his suitcase and asked him what it was, planting the idea in his head. He thought he was going to take me to bed. He was in for so much more.

My gaze wandered away from him and turned to a spot in the dark, a door that led somewhere important.

I wanted to stand up and start doing... something. There was so much to do, but I wasn't sure where to start.

I wanted to go down from the stage. I stood up from my chair and slowly made my way towards the stairs, but my fingers wandered up my blouse and suddenly, my feet had stopped moving and I was at the edge of the stage. I was opening the buttons on my shirt, mechanically tugging off the blouse and letting my bottoms fall from my hips once I released the belt, then stepping away from my clothes as I stepped down the stairs.

There was an intake of breath from the crowd that seemed to suck the air right out of the room, taking all the warmth with it. The cold made me shiver as I straightened, surveying the eyes focused completely on me at the bottom of the steps, considering my next option.

Somehow, I knew exactly where to go.

It was intoxicating,