25 Million Dollars
Don’t be cute – especially with someone else’s money …!
Don’t be CUTE – especially with someone else’s MONEY!
Ah, 25 million dollars – another one of those forgotten “oldies but goodies” as it were, along with “Owned by Madam Aa Ling”. This is probably one of the ONLY ones where the male “lead” (not) hehe isn’t trapped in circumstances closely mirroring what happened “in real life”, but it makes for a great read anyway – especially if you’re into “forced bi” and other such fetishes.
On that note – is it ever “really” forced? Ponder that one as you read .. ?
This one is a great one, by the way – not just from a “findom” perspective (actually, the book has much more to do with humiliation then findom itself) – – but also MonM humiliation – – and “pseudo-cuckolding scenes). You’ll love the way Madam makes the Greek upstart in the novel SUBMIT – not just to her will – – but in her HAREM as well – – and NOT for other women! Hehe …
Be on the outlook for the “surprise ending” as well — an ending NOT seen in any of my other books.
Something to bear in mind while reading THIS book would be the beneath – –
If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”
Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.”
(Sun Tzu, ancient Chinese military general, strategist, and astute tactician; The Art of War)
BOOK EXCERPT
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His belly hung over his waist in a most unattractive fashion, and seemed to obscure half of what would otherwise be a decent sized member, thought Antonio idly as he prepared for the inevitable, the man’s sighs of pleasure a clear indicator of the impending orgasm as his own “well trained” tongue flickered around the base of the dick firmly entrenched in his mouth and he did what he had been trained to do.
“Oh, fuck,” he thought. “What I wouldn’t do to get out of this, to punch this fat man in the stomach, to be rid of this lifestyle once and for all…!”
Never get too smart.
“Fock”, moaned the Russian, and Antonio almost giggled, despite the member sticking into his throat, the expression somewhat funny to him, but he was used to it, many of his non-English speaking foreign clients seeming to use it in place of the universally accepted “fuck”.
Not my clients, he thought, a wave of despondency engulfing him as the man gripped his hair, his grip still powerful despite the state of his overall health at this point.
Her clients…Ms. Tina’s clients…
Tina Wang, the Chinese American businesswoman, he thought, and his mind flickered back to the recent past, to a well-appointed cubicle on Wall Street, a cubicle in which he used to work.
A life which seemed as far away to him now as the moon was from the Earth, he thought miserably as the Russian pulled out, pointing his member directly at his eyes, and he winced.
Some of his clients liked to “dump a load” onto his face, maybe even his eyes, and there was nothing he could do despite his obvious dislike, given they had paid big bucks for his “services”.
Services that includes anal sex as well, but he didn’t mind that at this point so much, having gotten used to cocks of every size, shape, and colour invade his rectum on a regular basis, but he had never quite gotten used to the thick blobs of semen spattering down his throat or into his eyes, the experience always leaving even an “experienced pro” like him revolted.
Oh well, he thought. At least I’m not going to gag on his load…
And the man suddenly gripped his head again and literally pried his lips apart with his large member, mowing through the innards of Antonio’s mouth much like a knife through hot butter.
As the blasts of hot cum erupted, the words resounded over and over in his mind, as did a steely gaze scything through his brain, the black eyes boring into him in his mind’s eye as the Russian emptied his balls into the prostitute’s mouth, the former gigolo’s mouth…
Never get too smart, Antonio. Never… ever…you fuck!
And as he returned from the bathroom, having washed all traces of the cum out of his mouth, the nasty taste still lingering, he prepared to give the Russian, who was lying down on the bed comfortably by then, his legs spread wide apart, a soothing massage before his sauna.
But his mind was elsewhere…
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Last, but NOT least – if you’ve already gotten Sin City – Diaries – Volume #1 – – well- – what is mentioned in this book will likely appeal to you from THAT standpoint as well!!
Grab it now – and feel free to let me know how you like it!