Page 97 of Ruthless Sinner


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Another few steps and I’m plunged in the world of dark fantasy when my gaze lands on the large glass box with gold trimmings hanging the wide ceiling. It looks like something a magician would use for his show. But this is no magician’s box. It’s an exhibitionist’s one. Inside are a dark-haired couple. A tall muscular man and an athletic looking woman, both naked and having sex.

He has her bent over, so her hands are pressed against the wall while he pounds viciously into her from behind.

The bright club lights bounce of them and around them lighting them up for all to see as if they’re the main attraction.

Harper’s warning of being shocked pushes to the front of my mind. Because I am shocked, so shocked I’ve only just realized I’ve stopped moving.

I’m not sure if anything could have prepared me for this, even though what I’d be walking into.

But I’m not as freaked out as I thought I would be. If anything, watching them is… arousing?

Should it be?

I’ve watched porn before but that’s behind a TV or a phone screen.

This is actually happening before me in real life.

I blink and move forward only to be met with all the raunchy sex happening on the sideline to my right. The erotic sight has me stopping all over again because I really can’t believe what I’m seeing.

All along the side are rows of classy looking cubicles with glossy leather sofas. On those sofas are people fucking.

There are couples and groups. Groups of threes, fours and more.

And all sorts of parings, both young and old and old with the very young. As in men old enough to be grandfathers with girls I’m sure must be in their teens to early twenties. None are wearing their masks. They’re all just there. A mass of limbs and bodies sucking, licking, and fucking.

My mouth actually goes dry from just staring at everything going on around me, which is also on the other side of the room, too.

And I’m definitely turned on. Wetness has been slowly forming between my legs and it’s growing.

I’ve never seen anything like this before and there’s so, so, so much more.

Way ahead at the top of the room near the bar are two raised podiums on either side of the hall. On there are more people having sex, wilder than everyone else I’ve seen so far. It seems like that area is set up for those who want to be watched by everyone. Like they’re giving a show of who can be the most raunchy.

If they are and the goal is to shock people, they’ve succeeded with me. The display of them is making me blush from head to toe, inside my body and out.

The first podium has a woman wearing nothing but a black collar around her neck. She’s bouncing up and down on her man’s cock, while another man slides his cock between her lips.

The next podium has a naked woman lying on her back on a table. She’s covered in whip cream and has one man pounding into her while four others lick the cream from her body.

When the guy pounding into her finishes, the one next to him takes his place.

It’s all so shocking but the most significant thing I’ve noticed is that everyone seems so comfortable. There’s no embarrassment and everyone is acting like this is all natural and normal for them.

I guess it is in their world. A place created by Dante.

Dante…

I almost, almost forgot I was meeting him.

Looking away from the attractions I gaze ahead to the second floor balcony.

There I see him standing by the rails watching me. He’s not wearing a mask and he to stand out even though there are many other people here who aren’t wearing one too.

It’s his presence, and I don’t think it’s just me who thinks so. It’s true.

Tonight he’s wearing a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up his thick tattooed arms. His hair is ruffled in that just-got-out-of-bed mess I like and he’s left the shadow of his beard from yesterday to grow a little fuller.

This could be a déjà vu moment. But now we know each other, and as I look at him I have that warmth in my heart again. It’s as scary as it is good.

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