Beauty Potion - The Cheerleader: Eternal Harem, #1

By Nadia Nightside

"Please…if you don't let me leave, I know I'm going to be yours forever."

Beautiful cheerleader Lola wakes up bound and gagged in a dark basement. Naturally, she's terrified and needs to escape—but she can't figure out why she's so aroused at the same time. The man who captured her has an offer—become his erotic servant, willingly, and he will make her beautiful and young forever. All she has to do is drink a "beauty potion" that he makes himself. Of course this is insane, and she wants to say no.
But, he's incredibly handsome, and his member is the sexiest thing she's ever seen, and the other women in his burgeoning harem are immortally gorgeous and passionately sing his praises...would it really be so bad to be sexy, happy, young, and his property forever with a fertile harem of other in-love ultra-babes?

WARNING: This erotic story features a beautiful woman with no other choices giving in to her most hedonistic desires after being thoroughly seduced by other women and an extremely hot, well-hung alpha male.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Midnight Publishing
• Release date: Sep 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223019947

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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Beauty Potion – The Cheerleader

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LOLA WOKE, GROGGY, in a dark space.

She sat on a padded chair, hands tied behind her back. Her ankles tied to the legs of the chair. One ankle was broken—had already been broken for almost a week now from a cheerleading accident—and was tied double-tight to the chair around the boot she wore. The rope was nylon, maybe even bungee cords? And she could squirm around inside it but could not loosen its grip.

And her mouth—

Her mouth was gagged. A rag? A towel? Something was stuffed in there making it impossible to scream.

She tried anyway. What the fuck was happening? She let out a sound as big as she could despite the gag, which wasn’t much—but maybe, if there was an air vent, or someone passing by, then maybe—

Oh, hey, sorry, sorry.

It was a man’s voice. Lola’s heart sunk into the pits of her stomach. Of course it was a man.

And something about his voice—the way it hit her eardrums, wormed into her brain—something about his voice made her pussy twitch with arousal.

The gentle, virgin shape of her pussy twitching from his voice was when she noticed her folds were already rather moist, so sopping wet in fact that the bottoms of her naked thighs sat in a small hot puddle of her own making. And from the smell she could tell it was definitely her own sticky, sweet honey, like the whole time she was unconscious she had been dreaming hot dreams about the best fuck of her life.

The lights flipped on with a snap and an industrial hum filled the room as they flickered to full brightness. Lola blinked rapidly, scanning the room for threats despite the constant nagging pulses of her deeply aroused body.

It looked like a basement, one that had installed flooring but not a ceiling. The rafters were dusty and she could