It had happened before she knew it. Nicole had only been in Vegas for a day and had just left the half off ticket booth. She had been looking for a show that was different from the usual Vegas fare. She longed to see something truly sexy, daring, and risky; but the booth had nothing that appealed to her.
She had left the counter and stepped outside. It was late and a man strode up beside her. He spoke softly. “If you want sexy, this is the show for you,” he whispered in a low voice. He thrust a flyer into her hands.
Nicole looked down and saw an image of an impossibly beautiful woman dressed in tight red latex. The legend printed across the banner read, “Conquest: The Ultimate in Forbidden Erotic Fantasies With an Ever- Changing Cast.” Nicole was intrigued and asked the man where she could see the show.
“I’ve got tickets but I can’t sell them to you here by the ticket office,” he said. “They don’t like me cutting in on the action, and they’ll call the cops. Follow me around the corner here.” The man walked briskly ahead and Nicole followed. He turned behind the next building and Nicole traced his steps without hesitation.
The man was waiting behind the corner. They were completely cut off from view of the throng of tourists. He extended his hand, a ticket hanging between his fingers. Nicole took it and reached for her purse.
“No charge,” the man said.
“Thank you,’ she said, stunned.
The man’s eyes looked her over hungrily and Nicole felt uneasy for the first time. She tried to keep the man talking.
“Will I be able to see all of the action from my seat?” she asked, glancing down at the ticket.
“Oh, you’ll have the best seat in the house,” he said, and the tone of his voice made her look up suddenly. His hand thrust forward, the electric taser striking her bare midriff, and he thumbed the button. The current flowed through her and she passed out.
When she opened her eyes, her first thought was that she was still asleep and in the middle of a dream. Her head swam and her thoughts seemed muddy. Below her she saw several figures moving gracefully across a brightly lit rectangle. Her vision was cloudy, as though she were viewing the scene through a layer of silk. Her senses were teased by an almost hypnotic musical score, the deep bass notes thumping rhythmically in her ears. She could feel the vibrations coursing through her body.
She was aware of a strange sensation, as though she were suspended high in the air. She did not feel weightless, rather she felt as though she were hanging in some type of web. Her limbs seemed constricted, and she felt her flesh clearly for the first time. Her clothes seemed to have vanished and her body felt as though it was wrapped in a cocoon of some sort. She felt the smooth fabric that encircled her completely. The feeling was amazingly erotic. She felt a warmth between her legs as she gradually became more aware of the way the material pressed her breasts against her body. Her nipples stiffened. The cocoon left her incapable of movement, but she was not afraid. The dream was delicious. She moaned softly and for the first time became aware of how the cocoon enveloped her head. It filled her mouth and her voice was little more than a muffled hum.
The figures below her began to grow larger in her sight. It took her a moment to realize that she was actually descending through space. As they loomed larger, she saw them with more clarity. Three women, a blonde, a brunette and a red head, moved in time to the music, their bodies gliding and bending, stretching and flexing. They were dressed in black latex bodysuits, their breasts exposed and glistening with their sweat. They bounced and swayed with the movements of the women. Nicole watched as they moved into formation beneath her. She continued her descent and dropped into their midst. The women lifted her body and slid her free of the harnesses that kept her in the air. They set her on her feet and their hands steadied her.
Nicole found herself staring ahead into the bright lights that lit up the stage. She could make out several figures staring back at her and after a moment she realized they were members of an audience. A booming voice came over the loudspeaker. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome tonight’s featured performer – Nicole!” A spotlight flared to life and focused its beam on her. Suddenly her dream-like state ended and she realized that this was all too real. The silk that enveloped her body no longer felt like the caress of a lover. She suddenly felt as though she were wrapped in flypaper, trapped like a bug in its tight embrace. She began to struggle and cried out into the fabric that filled her mouth and wound around her head. Her cries could not be heard over the blaring techno-beat.
Suddenly she felt her body being spun and the scene before her whirled into confusion. The women were twisting her and passing her amongst themselves. Their hands moved up and down Nicole’s mummified form, and she felt the passion flare up inside of her even through her fear. The women bent her body into graceful arches, lifting her form above them and manipulating her into pose after pose. To the audience the movements looked practiced and well choreographed, and Nicole supposed they were. Who knew how many victims they had practiced on? Nicole certainly couldn’t stop them from going about their routine. The shroud that held her prisoner made movement or escape an impossibility. She could do nothing except submit to their whim. The blonde and the brunette each took hold of the zippers that ran down the length of their bodysuits and slid them down. They stepped free of their costumes and sandwiched their bodies against Nicole, sliding up and down, their breasts pressing against the captive girl.
The red head quickly danced her way to a large metal scaffold at the rear of the stage. Her movements were like a cat, and Nicole could not help but be impressed with the grace and agility of the girl’s movements. The red head quickly climbed the structure and stood atop the platform that stretched across the length of the stage. The other two women leaned Nicole back and dragged her bound form in front of it. They lifted her body up and the red head took her, pulling her next to her as she danced. She moved behind Nicole and wrapped her arms around the girl. The red head felt her straining against her prison. She began to rub Nicole’s breasts, the cheeks of her ass, her legs, her stomach. The red head spun Nicole over and over so that the audience could watch as her hands ran over the bound girl. Her hand ran along the swell of her pubic mound and Nicole gasped involuntarily at her touch.
The red head reached to Nicole’s side and her hands plucked at the fabric that held the girl. A swatch came loose in her hand and she spun the girl. As Nicole twirled away the red head pulled at the cloth and the fabric fell from her legs, freeing them from their prison. Her upper body remained tightly wrapped, but she was completely bare from the waist down. She flushed in embarrassment as she glanced out into the crowd. She folded one leg over the other and crouched slightly in an attempt to cover herself.
The red head advanced on her and Nicole backed away. She turned to run and realized that she could not escape from the platform. She needed her hands to descend safely. The girl grabbed Nicole by the shoulders and spun her so they faced each other. Her knee slid between Nicole legs and she pushed the bound girl down, forcing her to slide back and forth along the slick latex that covered her upper leg. Nicole moaned into her gag. The feeling was delightful and she felt her fear melt away for a moment as she focused on the tingle that began in her pussy. The red head lifted her up, setting her on her feet again, and Nicole’s attention returned to her predicament. She felt her cheeks grow hot as they flushed with shame.
The red head plucked another strip of the cocoon free and began to dance around Nicole. Slowly, the fabric that covered her chest fell away, and Nicole stood helpless as her breasts were revealed for all to see. Her arms remained bound behind her back. She felt the hands of the red head at her temple and the silk that had been wound around her head began to unravel. Nicole was now completely nude, her flesh on display, save for the strips of fabric that bound her arms behind her back. The gag remained in place and Nicole’s pleas were swallowed up by the cloth that stuffed her mouth.
The red head grabbed her again and thrust her hand between Nicole’s legs. Her other hand squeezed her breasts, fondling Nicole’s nipples between her fingers. She rubbed the girl sensuously and Nicole was powerless to prevent it. The sensation was so erotic that it cut through the nightmare she found herself in and she began to grind against the woman, keeping time with the incessant beat of the dance music. The two women swayed and rocked together, appearing for all the world as partners who had done this countless times. The hand pulled free and Nicole saw that it was damp with her desire. The red head looked into Nicole’s eyes and pushed her backwards. Nicole fell backwards off the platform and she shrieked into her gag. She landed in the waiting arms of the blonde and the brunette.
The brunette lifted Nicole’s left leg high into the air and rested it atop the blonde’s shoulder. The blonde moved forward until Nicole’s leg pointed straight up into the air. She slid her hands down the exposed flesh. Nicole shuddered as the fingers grazed her skin. The blonde stepped back and lifted Nicole’s other leg. She rested the back of Nicole’s knees against her shoulders and plunged her face into Nicole’s crotch. Her tongue slipped into her and Nicole gasped sharply. Her head was cradled in the hands of the brunette who began to lower Nicole’s upper body to the floor. She stopped when the bound girl’s head reached her own pussy. She slid Nicole’s upturned face between her legs and lifted her head so that it nestled the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair between the brunette’s legs. She closed her legs around Nicole’s head and slid her hands under the girl’s back, supporting her weight. The blonde’s hands were cradling Nicole’s buttocks, kneading them firmly as she lapped at the girl’s sex. Nicole lost herself in the pleasure. She found the thought of the audience watching her defilement to be incredibly arousing. The scent of the brunette made her dizzy and she whimpered into the gag that was wet with the brunette’s juices. The three of them writhed and gyrated to the beat, their bodies arching and rippling in time to the music.
The blonde slid to the floor, arching her back until Nicole’s feet touched the stage. The red head moved in front of her and Nicole’s head was pulled free of the brunette’s legs. The brunette wrapped her hands into Nicole’s hair. She pressed the girl forward, forcing her to lean toward the red head, Nicole’s own head arched back toward the brunette. The red head moved forward and ran her tongue down Nicole’s throat. The brunette pulled Nicole back and the red head bent forward and took Nicole’s left breast in her mouth. She sucked at the nipple, trapping it between her teeth and flicking it with her tongue. The blonde continued to explore Nicole with her tongue and Nicole began to shudder with the sensations of her efforts. She groaned and murmured through the fabric that was wound between her teeth. Her bound hands clenched as the blonde raked her nails across Nicole’s ass. Over the shoulder of the red head, Nicole saw the members of the audience staring at her hungrily. She noticed that several of them hand their hands in their laps or the laps of the partners, and Nicole’s excitement grew as she thought of the way her body looked to them, arched and trembling under the stage lights.
From the wings of the stage a large man in leather pants emerged. He was muscular, dark haired, and his body glistened under the stage lights. He danced his way to the girls. When he reached them he spun and dropped into a kneeling position just behind the blonde. He plunged his hand into her hair and pulled. The blonde left her position between Nicole’s legs and twisted her body, walking cat like as the man took her away. Nicole grunted in frustration when the blonde woman’s tongue left her body. The red head moved to the right breast and lapped at Nicole. The man made the blonde take a position on all fours, head facing the stage. He moved back to Nicole and pulled the red head away from her body. Nicole’s nipple popped free of the red head’s mouth. The red head and the man danced as the woman spun away from him, as though she were trying to escape his grasp. He pulled her back into his chest and lifted her body, throwing her over his shoulder. She arched her body as though struggling in his grip. He carried her to the blonde and pulled her from her perch atop his body. He spun her in his arms and placed her next to the blonde, positioning her identically to the woman.
The brunette pulled Nicole back and spun her so that they faced each other. She lifted the bound girl over her head, Nicole’s feet stretching out toward the man in leather, her breasts and face pointing toward the floor. The brunette moved toward him, carrying Nicole. The man took hold of Nicole’s outstretched legs and pulled them apart. He moved toward her sex, his arms locked around her upper legs. The brunette heaved Nicole up and moved away. Nicole’s upper body fell. She did not crash to the stage. The strong hands of the man in leather were still wrapped about her legs, and they swung up into the air as Nicole’s body fell. Nicole pitched forward until she hung upside down in his grasp, his face buried in her pussy, her face pressing against his crotch. The smell of the leather was like an aphrodisiac to her. She felt his cock through the leather pants and wished that her mouth was free so she could run her tongue over it.
His hands moved to her waist and he turned her so that her face met his. He kissed her gagged mouth. Nicole tried to free her arms from the fabric that bound them so she could wrap them around the toned body of the man. She threw her legs around him and locked them tight, grinding against his cock. The man leaned her back and rested her body across the backs of the blonde and the red head who both remained on all fours in the center of the stage. The brunette held her in place as the man pulled himself from between Nicole’s legs.
He unzipped his leather pants and moved before the blonde and the red head. He turned his back to them and faced the stage. Each woman raised a hand and gripped the leather pants, pulling them down the length of his body. They ran their hands along his naked legs and he stepped away, taking position just above Nicole’s head. His cock jutted out before him, throbbing to the beat of the music as though it were a part of the choreographed spectacle. He rubbed the shaft of his penis across her face. Nicole breathed in deeply, savoring the scent of his sweat, the smell of the leather on his skin. He moved beside her and moved down the length of her body, his hands moving across her flesh. He spun and took position at her feet. He lifted her right leg and pushed it back, leaning forward as he did so until his chest was pressed against her torso. As his body made contact with hers, his cock slid into her. She threw her head back and grunted into the gag as he thrust himself all the way up into her.
Nicole locked her legs around his again and cursed the fabric that kept her arms pinned behind her. The man lifted her and they rocked together, thrusting in time to the music. He held her tightly, dipping her back so that the audience saw every hint of pleasure in her face. She was gasping as the climax built inside of her, her mind filled with nothing but the cock that filled her pussy. The man pumped faster as the music swelled. Nicole was growling with lust as the shaft hammered away at her. The music continued to build and she used all of her muscles to pull her body upright and she leaned into his chest. The music reached its climax at the same moment that Nicole and the man did. She cried out into her gag, screaming with pleasure and buried her face in his chest.
The man held her briefly, and then pulled himself free of her. He set her on the stage in a kneeling position. She was still recovering from the climax when the three women set upon her, more strips of cloth in their hands. They danced around her, spinning her easily, and Nicole found herself mummified once more. She tried to move but the cocoon was even tighter this time. She mewled as the last swatches of fabric covered her face. The girls lifted her and carried her bound form off the stage. When they reached the backstage area, she found herself placed in a trunk. The red head leaned down before closing the lid and spoke.
“The audience loved you. You’re gonna be with the show for a long time.”
Nicole stared at the girl as the trunk closed and she was plunged into darkness. For her, the slogan was true. What happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas. And now, so would she.
She had left the counter and stepped outside. It was late and a man strode up beside her. He spoke softly. “If you want sexy, this is the show for you,” he whispered in a low voice. He thrust a flyer into her hands.
Nicole looked down and saw an image of an impossibly beautiful woman dressed in tight red latex. The legend printed across the banner read, “Conquest: The Ultimate in Forbidden Erotic Fantasies With an Ever- Changing Cast.” Nicole was intrigued and asked the man where she could see the show.
“I’ve got tickets but I can’t sell them to you here by the ticket office,” he said. “They don’t like me cutting in on the action, and they’ll call the cops. Follow me around the corner here.” The man walked briskly ahead and Nicole followed. He turned behind the next building and Nicole traced his steps without hesitation.
The man was waiting behind the corner. They were completely cut off from view of the throng of tourists. He extended his hand, a ticket hanging between his fingers. Nicole took it and reached for her purse.
“No charge,” the man said.
“Thank you,’ she said, stunned.
The man’s eyes looked her over hungrily and Nicole felt uneasy for the first time. She tried to keep the man talking.
“Will I be able to see all of the action from my seat?” she asked, glancing down at the ticket.
“Oh, you’ll have the best seat in the house,” he said, and the tone of his voice made her look up suddenly. His hand thrust forward, the electric taser striking her bare midriff, and he thumbed the button. The current flowed through her and she passed out.
When she opened her eyes, her first thought was that she was still asleep and in the middle of a dream. Her head swam and her thoughts seemed muddy. Below her she saw several figures moving gracefully across a brightly lit rectangle. Her vision was cloudy, as though she were viewing the scene through a layer of silk. Her senses were teased by an almost hypnotic musical score, the deep bass notes thumping rhythmically in her ears. She could feel the vibrations coursing through her body.
She was aware of a strange sensation, as though she were suspended high in the air. She did not feel weightless, rather she felt as though she were hanging in some type of web. Her limbs seemed constricted, and she felt her flesh clearly for the first time. Her clothes seemed to have vanished and her body felt as though it was wrapped in a cocoon of some sort. She felt the smooth fabric that encircled her completely. The feeling was amazingly erotic. She felt a warmth between her legs as she gradually became more aware of the way the material pressed her breasts against her body. Her nipples stiffened. The cocoon left her incapable of movement, but she was not afraid. The dream was delicious. She moaned softly and for the first time became aware of how the cocoon enveloped her head. It filled her mouth and her voice was little more than a muffled hum.
The figures below her began to grow larger in her sight. It took her a moment to realize that she was actually descending through space. As they loomed larger, she saw them with more clarity. Three women, a blonde, a brunette and a red head, moved in time to the music, their bodies gliding and bending, stretching and flexing. They were dressed in black latex bodysuits, their breasts exposed and glistening with their sweat. They bounced and swayed with the movements of the women. Nicole watched as they moved into formation beneath her. She continued her descent and dropped into their midst. The women lifted her body and slid her free of the harnesses that kept her in the air. They set her on her feet and their hands steadied her.
Nicole found herself staring ahead into the bright lights that lit up the stage. She could make out several figures staring back at her and after a moment she realized they were members of an audience. A booming voice came over the loudspeaker. “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome tonight’s featured performer – Nicole!” A spotlight flared to life and focused its beam on her. Suddenly her dream-like state ended and she realized that this was all too real. The silk that enveloped her body no longer felt like the caress of a lover. She suddenly felt as though she were wrapped in flypaper, trapped like a bug in its tight embrace. She began to struggle and cried out into the fabric that filled her mouth and wound around her head. Her cries could not be heard over the blaring techno-beat.
Suddenly she felt her body being spun and the scene before her whirled into confusion. The women were twisting her and passing her amongst themselves. Their hands moved up and down Nicole’s mummified form, and she felt the passion flare up inside of her even through her fear. The women bent her body into graceful arches, lifting her form above them and manipulating her into pose after pose. To the audience the movements looked practiced and well choreographed, and Nicole supposed they were. Who knew how many victims they had practiced on? Nicole certainly couldn’t stop them from going about their routine. The shroud that held her prisoner made movement or escape an impossibility. She could do nothing except submit to their whim. The blonde and the brunette each took hold of the zippers that ran down the length of their bodysuits and slid them down. They stepped free of their costumes and sandwiched their bodies against Nicole, sliding up and down, their breasts pressing against the captive girl.
The red head quickly danced her way to a large metal scaffold at the rear of the stage. Her movements were like a cat, and Nicole could not help but be impressed with the grace and agility of the girl’s movements. The red head quickly climbed the structure and stood atop the platform that stretched across the length of the stage. The other two women leaned Nicole back and dragged her bound form in front of it. They lifted her body up and the red head took her, pulling her next to her as she danced. She moved behind Nicole and wrapped her arms around the girl. The red head felt her straining against her prison. She began to rub Nicole’s breasts, the cheeks of her ass, her legs, her stomach. The red head spun Nicole over and over so that the audience could watch as her hands ran over the bound girl. Her hand ran along the swell of her pubic mound and Nicole gasped involuntarily at her touch.
The red head reached to Nicole’s side and her hands plucked at the fabric that held the girl. A swatch came loose in her hand and she spun the girl. As Nicole twirled away the red head pulled at the cloth and the fabric fell from her legs, freeing them from their prison. Her upper body remained tightly wrapped, but she was completely bare from the waist down. She flushed in embarrassment as she glanced out into the crowd. She folded one leg over the other and crouched slightly in an attempt to cover herself.
The red head advanced on her and Nicole backed away. She turned to run and realized that she could not escape from the platform. She needed her hands to descend safely. The girl grabbed Nicole by the shoulders and spun her so they faced each other. Her knee slid between Nicole legs and she pushed the bound girl down, forcing her to slide back and forth along the slick latex that covered her upper leg. Nicole moaned into her gag. The feeling was delightful and she felt her fear melt away for a moment as she focused on the tingle that began in her pussy. The red head lifted her up, setting her on her feet again, and Nicole’s attention returned to her predicament. She felt her cheeks grow hot as they flushed with shame.
The red head plucked another strip of the cocoon free and began to dance around Nicole. Slowly, the fabric that covered her chest fell away, and Nicole stood helpless as her breasts were revealed for all to see. Her arms remained bound behind her back. She felt the hands of the red head at her temple and the silk that had been wound around her head began to unravel. Nicole was now completely nude, her flesh on display, save for the strips of fabric that bound her arms behind her back. The gag remained in place and Nicole’s pleas were swallowed up by the cloth that stuffed her mouth.
The red head grabbed her again and thrust her hand between Nicole’s legs. Her other hand squeezed her breasts, fondling Nicole’s nipples between her fingers. She rubbed the girl sensuously and Nicole was powerless to prevent it. The sensation was so erotic that it cut through the nightmare she found herself in and she began to grind against the woman, keeping time with the incessant beat of the dance music. The two women swayed and rocked together, appearing for all the world as partners who had done this countless times. The hand pulled free and Nicole saw that it was damp with her desire. The red head looked into Nicole’s eyes and pushed her backwards. Nicole fell backwards off the platform and she shrieked into her gag. She landed in the waiting arms of the blonde and the brunette.
The brunette lifted Nicole’s left leg high into the air and rested it atop the blonde’s shoulder. The blonde moved forward until Nicole’s leg pointed straight up into the air. She slid her hands down the exposed flesh. Nicole shuddered as the fingers grazed her skin. The blonde stepped back and lifted Nicole’s other leg. She rested the back of Nicole’s knees against her shoulders and plunged her face into Nicole’s crotch. Her tongue slipped into her and Nicole gasped sharply. Her head was cradled in the hands of the brunette who began to lower Nicole’s upper body to the floor. She stopped when the bound girl’s head reached her own pussy. She slid Nicole’s upturned face between her legs and lifted her head so that it nestled the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair between the brunette’s legs. She closed her legs around Nicole’s head and slid her hands under the girl’s back, supporting her weight. The blonde’s hands were cradling Nicole’s buttocks, kneading them firmly as she lapped at the girl’s sex. Nicole lost herself in the pleasure. She found the thought of the audience watching her defilement to be incredibly arousing. The scent of the brunette made her dizzy and she whimpered into the gag that was wet with the brunette’s juices. The three of them writhed and gyrated to the beat, their bodies arching and rippling in time to the music.
The blonde slid to the floor, arching her back until Nicole’s feet touched the stage. The red head moved in front of her and Nicole’s head was pulled free of the brunette’s legs. The brunette wrapped her hands into Nicole’s hair. She pressed the girl forward, forcing her to lean toward the red head, Nicole’s own head arched back toward the brunette. The red head moved forward and ran her tongue down Nicole’s throat. The brunette pulled Nicole back and the red head bent forward and took Nicole’s left breast in her mouth. She sucked at the nipple, trapping it between her teeth and flicking it with her tongue. The blonde continued to explore Nicole with her tongue and Nicole began to shudder with the sensations of her efforts. She groaned and murmured through the fabric that was wound between her teeth. Her bound hands clenched as the blonde raked her nails across Nicole’s ass. Over the shoulder of the red head, Nicole saw the members of the audience staring at her hungrily. She noticed that several of them hand their hands in their laps or the laps of the partners, and Nicole’s excitement grew as she thought of the way her body looked to them, arched and trembling under the stage lights.
From the wings of the stage a large man in leather pants emerged. He was muscular, dark haired, and his body glistened under the stage lights. He danced his way to the girls. When he reached them he spun and dropped into a kneeling position just behind the blonde. He plunged his hand into her hair and pulled. The blonde left her position between Nicole’s legs and twisted her body, walking cat like as the man took her away. Nicole grunted in frustration when the blonde woman’s tongue left her body. The red head moved to the right breast and lapped at Nicole. The man made the blonde take a position on all fours, head facing the stage. He moved back to Nicole and pulled the red head away from her body. Nicole’s nipple popped free of the red head’s mouth. The red head and the man danced as the woman spun away from him, as though she were trying to escape his grasp. He pulled her back into his chest and lifted her body, throwing her over his shoulder. She arched her body as though struggling in his grip. He carried her to the blonde and pulled her from her perch atop his body. He spun her in his arms and placed her next to the blonde, positioning her identically to the woman.
The brunette pulled Nicole back and spun her so that they faced each other. She lifted the bound girl over her head, Nicole’s feet stretching out toward the man in leather, her breasts and face pointing toward the floor. The brunette moved toward him, carrying Nicole. The man took hold of Nicole’s outstretched legs and pulled them apart. He moved toward her sex, his arms locked around her upper legs. The brunette heaved Nicole up and moved away. Nicole’s upper body fell. She did not crash to the stage. The strong hands of the man in leather were still wrapped about her legs, and they swung up into the air as Nicole’s body fell. Nicole pitched forward until she hung upside down in his grasp, his face buried in her pussy, her face pressing against his crotch. The smell of the leather was like an aphrodisiac to her. She felt his cock through the leather pants and wished that her mouth was free so she could run her tongue over it.
His hands moved to her waist and he turned her so that her face met his. He kissed her gagged mouth. Nicole tried to free her arms from the fabric that bound them so she could wrap them around the toned body of the man. She threw her legs around him and locked them tight, grinding against his cock. The man leaned her back and rested her body across the backs of the blonde and the red head who both remained on all fours in the center of the stage. The brunette held her in place as the man pulled himself from between Nicole’s legs.
He unzipped his leather pants and moved before the blonde and the red head. He turned his back to them and faced the stage. Each woman raised a hand and gripped the leather pants, pulling them down the length of his body. They ran their hands along his naked legs and he stepped away, taking position just above Nicole’s head. His cock jutted out before him, throbbing to the beat of the music as though it were a part of the choreographed spectacle. He rubbed the shaft of his penis across her face. Nicole breathed in deeply, savoring the scent of his sweat, the smell of the leather on his skin. He moved beside her and moved down the length of her body, his hands moving across her flesh. He spun and took position at her feet. He lifted her right leg and pushed it back, leaning forward as he did so until his chest was pressed against her torso. As his body made contact with hers, his cock slid into her. She threw her head back and grunted into the gag as he thrust himself all the way up into her.
Nicole locked her legs around his again and cursed the fabric that kept her arms pinned behind her. The man lifted her and they rocked together, thrusting in time to the music. He held her tightly, dipping her back so that the audience saw every hint of pleasure in her face. She was gasping as the climax built inside of her, her mind filled with nothing but the cock that filled her pussy. The man pumped faster as the music swelled. Nicole was growling with lust as the shaft hammered away at her. The music continued to build and she used all of her muscles to pull her body upright and she leaned into his chest. The music reached its climax at the same moment that Nicole and the man did. She cried out into her gag, screaming with pleasure and buried her face in his chest.
The man held her briefly, and then pulled himself free of her. He set her on the stage in a kneeling position. She was still recovering from the climax when the three women set upon her, more strips of cloth in their hands. They danced around her, spinning her easily, and Nicole found herself mummified once more. She tried to move but the cocoon was even tighter this time. She mewled as the last swatches of fabric covered her face. The girls lifted her and carried her bound form off the stage. When they reached the backstage area, she found herself placed in a trunk. The red head leaned down before closing the lid and spoke.
“The audience loved you. You’re gonna be with the show for a long time.”
Nicole stared at the girl as the trunk closed and she was plunged into darkness. For her, the slogan was true. What happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas. And now, so would she.
