Doll

Doll

by Nichelle Gregory
Doll

Doll

by Nichelle Gregory

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Overview

She is only allowed to say, 'yes' and 'please'...

Rena Venoy has finally become a sex doll. For the next forty-eight hours, giving and receiving pleasure is her only purpose, fulfilling sexual fantasies her primary goal.

That's until she sets her heart on becoming Raiden's one and only doll. To get her wish, he must bestow the ultimate honour she seeks and claim her as his.

When she breaks a rule, Rena is devastated. Will Raiden choose her after all?


Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780857155306
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Publication date: 04/25/2011
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
Pages: 37
File size: 127 KB
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

Nichelle Gregory has been in love with books and writing since middle school. A lover of the arts, she enjoys anything that embraces the creative nature within us all. Bringing believable characters to life that thrill and excite her readers is a challenge that continues to push Nichelle. She loves creating stories involving super sexy alpha heroes with divine heroines in magical, exotic, and fantastic scenarios. So, gone on . . . Indulge your secret fetishes and desires!

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CHAPTER 1

"Congratulations, Rena. You've graduated, earning the coveted title of sex doll in a remarkably short span of time. You've been a delight to teach."

Rena bowed her head. "Thank you, Mistress Belle." She met the blue gaze fixed on her and blushed as feelings of pride and excitement rushed through her.

"Although this may seem redundant, it's still necessary for me to go over the rules. You do understand you will not be physically harmed at any time during your forty-eight-hour session?" She tapped a lacquered fingernail against her full ruby lips.

"Yes." Rena swallowed hard, her gaze dropping to the strawberry-hued nipples in full display as the half-naked blonde wrote on her clipboard. She admired everything about the woman's effortless sensual poise. A sliver of anticipation and nervousness skittered down her spine as she stiffened her own posture beneath the blonde's hard scrutiny.

"You understand the use of your safe word?" She pivoted in golden stilettos and walked back to her desk.

"Yes." Rena's gaze dipped to the glimpses of Mistress Belle's rounded, naked ass visible beneath the black latex micro-mini skirt hugging her hips. The woman's confidence and beauty took her breath away.

"You understand if you choose to use your safe word all activities cease and you will be free to go?" She lifted one perfectly arched eyebrow as she turned around.

Rena shifted her weight in her three-inch stilettos. "I understand." But I don't intend to use it. Her heart hammered in her chest at the unknown possibilities of what such 'activities' she'd be taking part in she'd be tempted to change her mind about.

"Finally, you understand the only words you'll be allowed to say are 'yes' and 'please'."

Rena nodded.

"You must verbalise your agreement, Ms Venoy."

"I agree."

Mistress Belle placed her hands on her hips and smiled. "Good. Take off your robe."

This is it, my last moment to walk away ...

A moment passed as both women studied the other.

This was her gift to herself. She wasn't backing out now.

Decision made, Rena let the silky robe fall to the floor. She held her breath as she awaited final approval.

Mistress Belle walked a small circle around her. She lifted Rena's braids off her back and placed them over her shoulder. "Such beautiful skin and I've always admired the graceful line of your neck. We'll pull your braids up to showcase it."

Her compliments filled Rena with happiness. Mistress Belle was usually a woman of few words.

"Good, good. I see you've been waxed as suggested. I know you were nervous about the process. Are you satisfied with the final result?" Her gaze lingered on the naked lips barely concealing Rena's clit.

Rena nodded, remembering the sharp pain when her soft curls were removed and the soothing oil massaged into her bare flesh afterwards. A rush of heat raced across her skin as she recalled the sexy brunette smoothing the fragrant oil over her tender naked mound and ultra-sensitive folds. She hadn't expected pleasure, but the lovely goddess tending to her had known the instant her body began to respond to her touch and encouraged her to masturbate. Rena blushed, unable to forget the whispered naughty commands of when and how to touch her wet pussy. She had climaxed so har —

"You must verbalise your answer, Ms Venoy."

"Yes." Rena blinked, focusing on Mistress Belle's face. "I — I love the final result." Heat flamed her cheeks as the other woman nodded her approval.

"Good. Your body is in excellent condition. I know you'll give and receive the pleasure you seek." She smiled at Rena, her bone-straight hair falling forward as she cupped her breasts. "Your nipples are really quite something."

Rena sucked in a breath as Mistress Belle plucked the hardening buds with her forefinger and thumb. She had big, dark chocolate nipples, which had always bothered her growing up. Padded bras failed to conceal them once erect.

"These beauties deserve the utmost care."

A gasp of pleasure escaped from Rena's lips as her nipples puckered, protruding even more beneath the skilful encouragement of the blonde femme fatale's touch. Tendrils of desire swept around inside her as the sensitive flesh was teased.

"Amazing." Mistress Belle stepped back to stare at Rena's stiff nipples. "All sex dolls are given our golden stilettos. Additional wardrobe is awarded, as you know." She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue as she stared at Rena's breasts. "I normally leave new dolls unadorned, but these —" She stepped forward and pinched the pebbled flesh. "I can't resist."

Rena's nipples throbbed as Mistress Belle turned and walked towards a huge mirrored closet. The urge to touch her clit or squeeze her thighs together as she watched the doors open distracted her for a moment, until she caught sight of the contents inside. Her eyes widened at the sight of costumes, masks, heels and sparkling jewellery.

Would she wear one of those sexy get-ups? She could barely contain her excitement at the possibility.

"Here we are." Mistress Belle smiled, obviously pleased with her find as she approached Rena with a dark velvet case in her hands. "No other doll has ever worn this exquisite piece." She lifted the lid to reveal a shimmering gold necklace. "Beautiful, no?"

"Very." Rena stared at the gleaming gold necklace, admiring the twinkling coins hanging from the chain. She couldn't wait to see how it looked against her neck.

Mistress Belle brought the treasure closer and the small coins jostled together in a pleasant metallic melody. She lifted the chain and Rena waited for her lay it across her neck. Her heart skipped a beat when the necklace was revealed to be a nipple chain. Her breath caught in her throat as Mistress Belle teased her nipples to fierce points once more. She bit her lip as the first metal circle was fitted over her nipple and adjusted for a snug but comfortable fit. The other nipple received the same treatment and Rena moaned as the chain was slowly released from Mistress Belle's hands to fall in a graceful arc of gold between her breasts.

The slim rings, though not overly heavy, added a new dimension of sweet, wicked torment. Rena looked down in wonder at the golden adornment, unable to resist doing a little shimmy, which made the slim coins jingle against her skin.

"How does it feel?"

Rena tore her eyes away from the nipple chain to meet Mistress Belle's amused stare. "It — it feels amazing."

"I thought you'd enjoy the sensation this chain provides. Walk for me, let's see how you move with your new jewellery."

Rena did as she was told. The nipple chain swayed and twinkled as she walked around watching her reflection in the mirrors all over the room. The light danced off the gold as Mistress Belle watched her. Rena loved the enticing erotic picture she presented. Her skin shimmered beneath the subtle lighting, thanks to special oils applied to her skin. Every curve of her legs and bottom was accentuated by the height of her stilettos.

"It's gorgeous."

Rena agreed as she stared at her chest, mesmerised by the alluring sight of gold swaying between them. She was quite sure her nipples captured within the golden rings had never been more pronounced. Every step she took heightened the sensation of the circles of metal around her flesh. Her heavy breasts bounced and the chain tinkled in disjointed harmony as she walked and Rena was certain the puckered skin around her areola was starting to tingle. She came to a standstill in front of Mistress Belle — she had never felt more beautiful, desirable or naughty. Silky wet heat bathed her inner thighs as the other woman nodded her approval.

"This chain was made for you."

Rena sucked in a tight breath as Mistress Belle's fingers rustled the dangling coins hanging from the chain. She grinned as she turned away.

"For your hair."

Rena took the rubber band and secured her braids in a ponytail.

"Your make-up is flawless ... Do it yourself?"

"Yes."

"Well done."

"Thank you."

"Let's add a little more panache to your lips, although they already look quite kissable." She leant forwards and applied the shimmering pink lip gloss. "Perfect! If you have no further concerns or questions for me, your session can begin."

"I'm ready." Rena squeezed her thighs together as her gaze shifted back to her reflection in the mirror. From this distance she couldn't see any visible wetness on her hairless lips, but she could feel they were slick with her juices and she longed for a release from the unbearable sexual tension steadily building since she'd arrived.

All I need is just a few minutes alone. Simply thinking about having an orgasm sent her overactive pleasure-seeking receptors into overdrive.

"Close your eyes."

Rena looked at Mistress Belle and the blindfold in her hand with surprise.

"The blindfold is necessary to maintain your privacy and our other guests'. It will be removed as soon as you are settled. I know you will enjoy all the pleasures to come."

"Thank you." Rena closed her eyes and waited for her to secure the purple swathe of fabric. The velvety material fit snugly across her eyes, enveloping her in pitch black.

"Can you see?"

"No."

"From this point on, Rena Venoy no longer exists. You're simply a sex doll. You can only respond with 'yes' or 'please'. Giving and receiving pleasure is your only goal, the singular reason for your existence."

Ribbons of anticipation and apprehension twirled through her body as Mistress Belle took her hand and led her out of the room. The sound of their stilettos clicking loudly in the hallway could not mask the whimpers of pleasure or the muted groans of ecstasy emitting from unseen rooms they passed.

Rena tried to see through her blindfold, but nothing penetrated the dark cloth. Her pulse quickened as a woman released a long scream, followed by, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Would she make the same cries of wild abandonment soon?

They stopped abruptly and Rena could hear the clinking of keys as Mistress Belle opened another door. Mistress Belle directed her forward, closed the door, released her hand and removed the blindfold. A small gasp escaped from Rena's lips as her eyes focused in the dim lighting. Her room was grand and lushly decorated. Hundreds of flickering candles illuminated the semi-circular space, the soft light multiplied in the tall mirrors lining parts of the wall. Thick ruby tapestries hung from a vaulted ceiling with a huge skylight offering an excellent view of the full moon. A king size bed complete with ivory bedding graced the only straight wall. She blinked in surprise at the long wooden table filled with fruits, wines and other delectable edibles off to the side, but it was the enormous red box in the centre of the room that captured her attention.

The crimson painted structure was at least twelve feet tall. It was hard to tell whether the sides were made of wood or some kind of coloured plastic in the candlelight. The front of the box appeared to be made of transparent plastic or glass and the words Sex Doll were inscribed in black along the top. It looked exactly like a Barbie doll box, except it was made for a woman.

"Come."

Rena looked away from the box to Mistress Belle beckoning her to the side of the life-size doll box. She moved forward and up the steps leading into the contraption, surprised to find there was enough space inside for her and Mistress Belle.

"Spread your legs."

The cool air felt delicious between her wet thighs as she complied. She knew the degree of her arousal was on full display as her ankles were bound to velvet ropes anchored to the bottom of the box.

"Hold up your arms."

Mistress Belle quickly secured her wrists as she stared through the glass separating her from the room to the beautiful bed that looked so inviting.

Would her lover take her there on the pristine sheets? Maybe from behind —

"Try to move from your bonds."

Rena lifted one heel off the floor and tried to move as she pulled her hands against the velvet rope securing them at her side. There was no escape from her kinky predicament.

"Perfect!" Mistress Belle clapped her hands as she came around to face Rena. "Playtime will begin soon." She winked before leaving the box.

Rena watched her walk from the room without so much as a backwards glance, her glorious ass cheeks peeking out beneath her obscene skirt. She disappeared around the corner and the sound of the heavy door closing filled the room. Her present situation now seemed very real and surreal, as if she were trapped in a dream.

But this is real. This is your fantasy come true.

She stared at the mirror, transfixed by her erotic reflection. Was she really that woman bound inside a giant box awaiting whatever sexual pleasures the man who walked through the door desired to give her?

Yes, you are.

She couldn't hide from her own secret desires in this place, in this room. Her body burned for release as her mind conjured up images of being taken a hundred different ways ... over and over again. She could only imagine the sweet tortures awaiting her. Weeks of sessions gave her some idea of what to expect, but who would be with her on this special night? She knew who she wanted. Would he finally claim her as his sex doll?

Rena moaned with need, craving the balance of domination and submission she'd only found here ... that she'd enjoyed only with him. She bucked her hips and the restraints on her ankles clanked as she attempted to squeeze her thighs together. The way her legs were positioned apart prevented her from applying any real pressure to her clit. She struggled against the bonds around her wrists and discovered one not quite as tight. A few tugs and her right hand pulled free. Rena strained her ears for any sound of the door opening. No one would know if she worked fast. She could come within minutes and put her hand back in place. Her fingers delved between her thighs and her soft moan sounded extremely loud in the quiet box.

Just wait.

Rena shook her head.

She couldn't wait.

Her clit demanded her touch — the craving for an orgasm superseded everything. She closed her eyes as her fingers dipped further into her slick heat, pressing her palm against her clit as she pushed her middle finger deep inside her. Her moans of delight filled the space as she worked her finger in and out of the warm wetness, paying close attention to the raised bump she knew to be her G-spot. Shudders of sensation ripped through her body as her climax approached. She was so close to coming.

Just a few more strok —

Her frantic movements halted at the faint sound of keys twisting in the lock.

No!

She pulled her soaked fingers from between her legs and struggled to reach the velvet bond on the side of the box. Her heart pounded in her chest as she gave up on slipping her hand back in place and simply waited for her lover to step through the door. She remained absolutely still as the sound of heavy footsteps approached behind the stone wall blocking view of the doorway. Rena thought she'd faint from the anticipation of finally seeing the man who, tonight, would take her sexually further than she'd ever been.

Who has chosen me?

Her question was soon answered as he stepped around the corner, naked from the waist up of his black pants and boots.

Dear God.

It was him! Her heart raced as their eyes met. He couldn't know he was her choice as well.

The dancing candlelight waltzed across his deep olive skin as he came forward. Her nipples swelled and the rings around them bit into her flesh, sending pleasure spikes from her breasts down to her molten core. How many times had she climaxed knowing he was observing her in previous sessions? His presence never ceased to turn her on, fuelling her to do her absolute best in whatever was asked of her. With no lesson to focus on, she was free to gaze upon him from within her box as he approached, her gaze running hungrily over his sculpted biceps, smooth chest and ripped abdominal muscles.

He had chosen her out of the many other beautiful women. Women she knew wanted to be his. Rena couldn't be more thrilled or nervous. She lifted her eyes from his sexy torso to meet his dark gaze. He stole her breath away by simply staring at her. Her physical reaction towards him was always the same. He was gorgeous! She resisted the urge to wiggle as his eyes travelled over her body. He stepped up to the box and his sleek jet black hair seemed to gleam as he studied her behind the glass. His beautiful eyes gave nothing away as he reached forward to touch the side of glass pane which, to her amazement, lifted up silently.

(Continues…)


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Copyright © 2011 Nichelle Gregory.
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