Biker Gang Lust

By Nadia Nightside

"All of you? All at once? Oh yes, please...!"

The lovely young Stephanie has her world shattered when she is captured and imprisoned by the biker gang known as the Sorcerers and their brutal leader, Caldero. They use her, and they abuse her, but as a natural submissive, Stephanie doesn't know how to resist these strong, rugged men. She is to be held hostage, as a bargaining tool against their rival gang, the Devil's Warriors—who took Stephanie as their own not so long ago. Even though she's desperate to escape, Caldero's exotic, forceful allure is exactly the sort of aphrodisiac that the fertile Stephanie can't resist.

 

What's more, Caldero knows how Stephanie was initiated into the Devil's Warriors, with a gang of bikers using her body all at once. And Caldero wants to outdo the Warriors by using even MORE men...with each of them taking ownership of Stephanie's most private entrance!

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Midnight Publishing
• Release date: Apr 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9798223678083

Nadia Nightside

I've never been a big fan of rules, and reality is far too full of them. My fun little stories are the one place where you'll know the rules will never get in the way of your pleasure. Bad guys and gals win, sultry evil goddesses seduce and corrupt heroes (only to become their wicked servants, of course), bullies get the hottest babes, billionaires revel in their power over plebes; it's my fantasy to bring your power fantasies to life. Women become seductive sirens or giggly sex bombs (either way, they're deliciously fertile); men are dangerously-endowed studs or supremely lucky regular guys; arrogant and regal supernatural beauties who can melt steel with a glance go weak at the knees at the thought of their Man and His Pleasure; and best of all, the worlds these characters live in are places where nothing is better than a hot, mating rut with as many partners as possible. Patreon Subscribers Support Me and Receive Exclusive Stories and Early Access to New Releases: https://www.patreon.com/nadianightside Please consider signing up for the Nadia Nightside Newsletter for news of special discounts and THREE exclusive free stories--including one novella-length biker gang romp!--that you won't get anywhere else: http://eepurl.com/gWe2EH

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Author's Note: All Characters Depicted Herein Are 18 Years Of Age Or Older.

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AFTER ALL MY FIGHTING, all my struggling, all my attempts at escape, there was nowhere else to go.

The Sorcerers, one of the nation’s most violent and brutal biker gangs, were going to have me. They were going to take me. I was going to belong to them, utterly.

We were all gathered in the hall together. The computer in front of me, web came live, broadcasted my incumbent gang bang.

The entire gang of Sorcerers was going to enter me, and use me, and abuse me. I would be their puppet, to scream and moan and thrust and grow wet and ache as they pleased. Each man was larger than the last—muscled thick, and sweaty with days of riding. Days of riding...just to get here to ride my body. Some had traveled all across the country to slide their manhood into my most sacred holes.

And even more than fear, more than any terror I felt, I knew anticipation. I knew lust. I knew need.

So many men, lined up for me now. For weeks, I had been kept in the dark of the dungeon where I was held and used at the will of the gang's leader, Caldero. And now I had been let out...but only so that I could be used again. My entire body trembled with need from the thought.

All these brutal, bad men were all getting hard and ready, just for me. Just for my body.

They all wanted a piece of their new toy. And I had no choice but to give it to them.

I bent over at my station, my rear-end high in the air. I wore no panties; my skimpy evening gown pushed aside so they could have easy access. It did not hide how delicious my busty, hot body looked in the dim light.

I had no choice but to have the entire gang ride me...and no desire to have it any other way.

But that’s not how things started.

I WOKE IN THE DARK, terrified and—I thought—alone. I scrambled, hands flying across cold, wet stone, searching out for some solid surface to put a limit on the darkness around me.

Finally, I reached a wall, and after the wall, a corner. I began to follow it around, trying to make sense of how large the cell I found myself was. My breaths shuddered out. You cannot imagine such terror as waking in the dark, having no idea where you are or how you got there. It is absolute. For several moments I thought I had woken up in hell, and that hell was just some dark cell deep under the earth.

Onward I searched the wall, feeling it out with my hands. But instead of finding another corner, I felt a leg.

A match hissed to life in the man’s hands, and he lit a cigar, rotating and puffing. His face was jagged, hard. Handsome. He had the makings of a day-old beard on his jaw.

Good morning, little one. You are finally up, eh? That is good. I have become very tired of waiting.

He pushed me slowly off his leg, standing up. He was a tall man, layered with thick brown muscles. He had on a biker's leather vest and tight pants. Even in the dim light from his cigar, I could make out his muscles. No doubt he could see better than I could, having waited in the dark for me to wake.

A man in my position, yes? There is not much waiting I do. I am in charge of everything around me. I am in charge of the decisions of nearly three hundred people in this state. Is that not something? Their actions are restrained by my will. You will see. You will know this.

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