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Our lips part and they grin at me, not picking up on my discomfort. “That’s more like it. Should we get a room?”
“Yes!” I pop up off the bench and turn away from the stage, anxious to get out of here before Mona notices me.
We weave our way out of the room into the hallway, where Charlie shoves me against the wall and crashes their lips against mine. Soft applause fills the room behind us and a strong, sultry voice says something about being available to answer questions now that the demo is over. Shit, that means Mona’s going to be free soon.
I push back against Charlie, and move away, going down the hall until I find a door. It’s not locked, so I tug it open, praying no one’s inside. Finding it mercifully unoccupied, I head inside with Charlie close behind me and slam the door closed.
Charlie molds their body to my back and digs their fingers into my shoulders, holding me in place, before licking a stripe up the side of my neck. “Alright witch, how do you want me?”
Their potent lust hits me like a drug, calling to my baser nature. Why shouldn’t I let myself enjoy this? Why do I always have to control my desires? “Take your clothes off,” I say, my voice rougher than usual.
“Mmm, yes sir.” Charlie’s breath tickles my neck as they speak and they give my neck one more nip before moving away from my back. I take a seat on a bench in the center of the room to steady myself as I watch them peel off their mesh dress with a dirty grin. There’s not one ounce of hesitation or nerves in Charlie’s motions as they bend over to take off their minuscule panties.
Yes, the demon whispers, tasting their arousal flooding the small room. But it’s not loud enough to drown out thoughts of Mona’s plush form, bound and helpless. And definitely not loud enough to erase the dreams where Mona lets me take her in every way imaginable.
Charlie must see the hesitation still present in my expression. They stalk closer, their movement infused with practiced sensuality. “Is there something else you’d rather see?” they ask, sliding a hand down their side to cup their small breast.
“I don’t—What do you mean?” I don’t grasp their intent until their form shimmers in front of my eyes, morphing into the woman who did the demonstration with Mona.
“I felt how excited you were back there. Is this better?” Charlie purrs, sliding down to sit on my lap and grind against me. My surprise at the changeling’s transformation dampens my arousal and they frown again as they feel I’m not hard anymore.
“Not this one?” They look into my eyes and a wicked smile twists on their lips.
“You were fine in your, uh, natural form!” Panic rises in my throat and I grip their hips to keep them where they are, as if that will stop whatever they’re going to do next.
“We can do better than fine,” they murmur against my neck. Their form shifts, filling my hands with the soft, perfect form my mind’s been begging for.
Oh gods. My arousal skyrockets and it takes all my willpower to push them off instead of grind up against them. Charlie gives me a satisfied smirk, wearing Mona’s form. I know it isn’t Mona, but fuck me, seeing her before me, naked and breathless, is almost impossible to resist. “No, this isn’t what I want.” I choke out the words, standing to move away while my body screams at me that this isallI want.
11
“How do you feel?” Blair unties the ropes constricting me with quick, practiced movements. Her fingers graze across where the rope touched my skin, checking my circulation and for any abrasions. She’s had a ghost of a smile on her lips since the demo began, not enough for the audience to see but just enough to reassure me.
HowdoI feel? Shaky, hot, on edge, confused, and so damn aroused. I can’t believe I did that. I let a room of people watch me get tied up in my underwear and I’ve never felt more alive. A shaky grin forms on my face. “I feel amazing.”
Blair squeezes my shoulder as the final rope slides off. “You looked amazing. Rope suits you. Being watched suits you even more.”
The room empties out and Blair chats with a few people who compliment her on the demo, asking questions about her process. I wriggle back into my black dress, shivering at the sleek fabric brushing against my sensitive skin. Misty and Lex approach as I finish tugging the hem down, Misty trailing behind with a dark flush on her cheeks. My face heats too, remembering how I noticed Lex’s hand up Misty’s skirt while they watched me and Blair on stage.
“Did you have fun up there, Grace? I’m impressed you got up on stage your first night here. Very badass,” Lex says with an encouraging smile.
“Yes, you looked so beautiful tied up like that.” Misty adds, a dreamy look in her eyes.
“I thought I was going to pass out at first, but Blair helped me through it. It was fun. More than fun.” A giggly sound of elation bubbles out of me. I barely recognize myself right now and I don’t want that to end.
“We’re getting a room to play. Would you two like to join us? Misty wants her own audience after seeing you up there. She’s been such a good girl tonight, and I’d love to reward her.”
My giddy high tinges with nerves, but not enough to discourage me from chasing the boldness pumping through my veins. “If you just want me to watch, I could do that…” My mouth goes dry as Lex and Misty exchange a heated look at my words.
“Go ahead. I’ll join you as soon as I’m wrapped up here,” says Blair. I swear I see a flash of surprise on her face at my reply, but it’s gone in an instant.
Floating on post-stage excitement, I trail after Misty and Lex as they lead me down a hallway to a series of doors. We pass a couple making out, and the tingling arousal reignites when their eyes scan over me in appreciation. After walking through the world seeming invisible, I never knew how good it could feel to have people see me.
We pass a door with a small window cut-out for people to look inside, and I almost crash into Misty’s back when she stops to look in. “Do you have a twin, Mona?” She looks at me, then turns to peer back through the door’s window.
“Uh, what? No.” I laugh in confusion.
Lex’s expression sharpens at Misty and they beckon for us to follow, but my eyes are drawn into the room.Why would she ask me that?
