Choose Your Shot: An Interactive Erotic Adventure
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“Eli, you’re awesome and you’ve known me long enough to understand that I need some time to think. My head will get all messed up and I wouldn’t want to shortchange either of us.”
“It wouldn’t do that—”
“Hon, you don’t know that.” She gave his hand a squeeze before letting it go. “Look, I don’t want to lie to you and say that you’re the only man I’ve ever been into. I like you and, yes, I think there could be something really cool between us. But I need time to find someone who is willing to do things with me beyond the club. This isn’t simply about sex. I’m looking for someone who wants to watch movies with me as much as they want to tie me up and flog me.”
“Okay.” He was still frowning, but this time he nodded. “And you’re not convinced I’m that guy.”
“Are you? Can you stand there and tell me that we know each other well enough and are willing to be exclusive? I’m not sure I can say that, and I wouldn’t want to force you into it either. It needs to be the right decision for both of us.”
Time passed, but instead of things weighing them down, she finally relaxed. Everything was out in the open for him to see. She shouldn’t have been surprised when his frown disappeared, replaced by that mischievous smirk.
“Well, I guess this means I have some thinking to do too.”
“It appears so.” She should have known he would be able to take her freak-out in stride. “How about I give you a call, maybe in a day or two so we can talk? I owe it to both of us to have some time to think things over and not give you a snap decision.”
“Fair enough. We can always meet at Pulled Long, then we’re close to here if things go well.” He gave her a wink and suddenly the old Eli was back.
The panic that was threatening to fill her chest receded. “You are the coolest guy I know. I’ll call you.” Without a second thought, she placed a kiss to his lips. “I’ll see you later.”
“Okay, but, Tegan, I hope you realize that regardless of what happened here tonight, I’m not going to give you up without a fight.”
As she turned to leave, something in her chest warmed. She knew this wouldn’t be the last she’d see of him.
Tegan goes to the dungeon.
Tegan goes upstairs.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Mixing Things Up
Go Back
Tegan got to her feet and picked up her leather skirt. “I wasn’t expecting that, but I know you didn’t mean it.”
“What?” He was frowning and she hated to know that she was the reason for it. “I know I’m not the only guy who’s after your attentions. I’m sorry if I screwed up, but I’d love to have a chance for more.”
“It’s not that I haven’t thought about you like that before. I have.” She wasn’t about to confess how many dreams that he’d starred in over the years. Eli was hot, but he was also safe. Like a comfortable pair of sneakers that you put on when you wanted to feel good. “But I’m not sure about it.”
“I didn’t mean to run you off.” He took her hand, stopping her from putting her corset back on. “I’m sorry.”
“No, you didn’t. In fact, I’ve often thought myself what it would be like if we spent some time together outside of the club. I was just too scared to wreck things if we gave it a try.”
“I’m not a scary kind of guy.” He stepped closer, lowering his head until his lips brushed her cheek. “Please stay. I promise we can just talk if that’s what you want to do.”
The temptation was there. She knew it would eventually lead to another round of amazing sex, one she wouldn’t regret even a little. But it would take away her opportunity to experiment, to see who she wanted to spend more time with outside of the club. It wasn’t fair to either of them if she went down this road without giving herself an opportunity to see what she really wanted.
“Eli, you’re awesome and you’ve known me long enough to understand that I need some time to think. My head will get all messed up and I wouldn’t want to shortchange either of us.”
“It wouldn’t do that—”
“Hon, you don’t know that.” She gave his hand a squeeze before letting it go. “Look, I don’t want to lie to you and say that you’re the only man I’ve ever been into. I like you and, yes, I think there could be something really cool between us. But I need time to find someone who is willing to do things with me beyond the club. This isn’t simply about sex. I’m looking for someone who wants to watch movies with me as much as they want to tie me up and flog me.”
“Okay.” He was still frowning, but this time he nodded. “And you’re not convinced I’m that guy.”
“Are you? Can you stand there and tell me that we know each other well enough and are willing to be exclusive? I’m not sure I can say that, and I wouldn’t want to force you into it either. It needs to be the right decision for both of us.”
Time passed, but instead of things weighing them down, she finally relaxed. Everything was out in the open for him to see. She shouldn’t have been surprised when his frown disappeared, replaced by that mischievous smirk.
“Well, I guess this means I have some thinking to do too.”
“It appears so.” She should have known he would be able to take her freak-out in stride. “How about I give you a call, maybe in a day or two so we can talk? I owe it to both of us to have some time to think things over and not give you a snap decision.”
“Fair enough. We can always meet at Pulled Long, then we’re close to here if things go well.” He gave her a wink and suddenly the old Eli was back.
The panic that was threatening to fill her chest receded. “You are the coolest guy I know. I’ll call you.” Without a second thought, she placed a kiss to his lips. “I’ll see you later.”
“Okay, but, Tegan, I hope you realize that regardless of what happened here tonight, I’m not going to give you up without a fight.”
As she turned to leave, something in her chest warmed. She knew this wouldn’t be the last she’d see of him.
Tegan goes to the dungeon.
Tegan goes upstairs.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Up and Away
Go Back
Paul was standing on his own by the bar when she eventually found him. He smiled and waved at her when she got close.
“Hey, you. I wasn’t expecting to see you again tonight.”
She looked around for Sadie, but the pregnant woman was nowhere in sight. “Where is—”
“Peeing for the twentieth time. I’m going to ignore her the next time she insists on tagging along. She should be home resting with her feet up, not here.”
It was cute to see Paul go all Papa Bear over his wife. “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks.” He crossed his arms and grinned. “So what can I do for you?”
“I was hoping to get a key for upstairs. I thought I might go check out some of the changes you’ve made.”
“Well, I didn’t do too much. I’m pretty certain Josh would fly back from Vancouver and kick my ass if I did.” He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a key on a chain. “Here you go. Just show the club monitor at the top and she’ll let you by. Take your time and have fun.”
“Thank you so much!” She took the key in her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I just want to watch for a bit. I need the mental break.”
“I get that. It’s easy to get consumed in a place like this.” His attention was then pulled away. “There she is. I think it’s time to see my wife home. The staff will have to do without me for an hour.”
Knowing the couple would most likely get into a bit of a tiff about that course of action, she gave him a quick wave before bolting for the stairs and the fun that lay beyond.
The idea of the unknown was exciting, giving her a thril
l she hadn’t felt in ages. Taking the stairs as quickly as her heels would allow, Tegan showed the key to the monitor at the top.
“Welcome to the loft.” The woman was shorter than Tegan by quite a bit, though she had pleasant curves that filled out her PVC dress beautifully. “I see you’ve been given a key. Please hold on to that for the duration of your time here. You’ll need to turn it in when you are done.”
She tucked the key into her cleavage. “Will do.”
The woman nodded in the direction of the corridor. “You’ll find that many of the rooms are still the same, but management has added a few new surprises for members. If a door is locked, that means there is a private session in play.”
The idea of being locked in one of those rooms with someone had her pussy growing damp. “I think I’ll just look around for now.”
The woman smiled and stepped aside. “That’s what they all say. Have fun.”
There’d been some cosmetic changes to the hallway from what she remembered before. The black paint was gone, replaced with rich reds and golds. The corridor itself felt the same as she walked down its length, pausing here and there to peek into the windows. It wasn’t until she was halfway down that something caught her attention.
“Now we’re talking.” She stepped up to the glass.
Tegan sees an orgy.
Tegan sees racks of clothing.
Tegan sees a fucking machine.
Tegan goes into the wax play room.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Up and Away
Go Back
Paul was standing on his own by the bar when she eventually found him. He smiled and waved at her when she got close.
“Hey, you. I wasn’t expecting to see you again tonight.”
She looked around for Sadie, but the pregnant woman was nowhere in sight. “Where is—”
“Peeing for the twentieth time. I’m going to ignore her the next time she insists on tagging along. She should be home resting with her feet up, not here.”
It was cute to see Paul go all Papa Bear over his wife. “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks.” He crossed his arms and grinned. “So what can I do for you?”
“I was hoping to get a key for upstairs. I thought I might go check out some of the changes you’ve made.”
“Well, I didn’t do too much. I’m pretty certain Josh would fly back from Vancouver and kick my ass if I did.” He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a key on a chain. “Here you go. Just show the club monitor at the top and she’ll let you by. Take your time and have fun.”
“Thank you so much!” She took the key in her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I just want to watch for a bit. I need the mental break.”
“I get that. It’s easy to get consumed in a place like this.” His attention was then pulled away. “There she is. I think it’s time to see my wife home. The staff will have to do without me for an hour.”
Knowing the couple would most likely get into a bit of a tiff about that course of action, she gave him a quick wave before bolting for the stairs and the fun that lay beyond.
The idea of the unknown was exciting, giving her a thrill she hadn’t felt in ages. Taking the stairs as quickly as her heels would allow, Tegan showed the key to the monitor at the top.
“Welcome to the loft.” The woman was shorter than Tegan by quite a bit, though she had pleasant curves that filled out her PVC dress beautifully. “I see you’ve been given a key. Please hold on to that for the duration of your time here. You’ll need to turn it in when you are done.”
She tucked the key into her cleavage. “Will do.”
The woman nodded in the direction of the corridor. “You’ll find that many of the rooms are still the same, but management has added a few new surprises for members. If a door is locked, that means there is a private session in play.”
The idea of being locked in one of those rooms with someone had her pussy growing damp. “I think I’ll just look around for now.”
The woman smiled and stepped aside. “That’s what they all say. Have fun.”
There’d been some cosmetic changes to the hallway from what she remembered before. The black paint was gone, replaced with rich reds and golds. The corridor itself felt the same as she walked down its length, pausing here and there to peek into the windows. It wasn’t until she was halfway down that something caught her attention.
“Now we’re talking.” She stepped up to the glass.
Tegan sees an orgy.
Tegan sees racks of clothing.
Tegan sees a fucking machine.
Tegan goes into the wax play room.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Up and Away
Go Back
Paul was standing on his own by the bar when she eventually found him. He smiled and waved at her when she got close.
“Hey, you. I wasn’t expecting to see you again tonight.”
She looked around for Sadie, but the pregnant woman was nowhere in sight. “Where is—”
“Peeing for the twentieth time. I’m going to ignore her the next time she insists on tagging along. She should be home resting with her feet up, not here.”
It was cute to see Paul go all Papa Bear over his wife. “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks.” He crossed his arms and grinned. “So what can I do for you?”
“I was hoping to get a key for upstairs. I thought I might go check out some of the changes you’ve made.”
“Well, I didn’t do too much. I’m pretty certain Josh would fly back from Vancouver and kick my ass if I did.” He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a key on a chain. “Here you go. Just show the club monitor at the top and she’ll let you by. Take your time and have fun.”
“Thank you so much!” She took the key in her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I just want to watch for a bit. I need the mental break.”
“I get that. It’s easy to get consumed in a place like this.” His attention was then pulled away. “There she is. I think it’s time to see my wife home. The staff will have to do without me for an hour.”
Knowing the couple would most likely get into a bit of a tiff about that course of action, she gave him a quick wave before bolting for the stairs and the fun that lay beyond.
The idea of the unknown was exciting, giving her a thrill she hadn’t felt in ages. Taking the stairs as quickly as her heels would allow, Tegan showed the key to the monitor at the top.
“Welcome to the loft.” The woman was shorter than Tegan by quite a bit, though she had pleasant curves that filled out her PVC dress beautifully. “I see you’ve been given a key. Please hold on to that for the duration of your time here. You’ll need to turn it in when you are done.”
She tucked the key into her cleavage. “Will do.”
The woman nodded in the direction of the corridor. “You’ll find that many of the rooms are still the same, but management has added a few new surprises for members. If a door is locked, that means there is a private session in play.”
The idea of being locked in one of those rooms with someone had her pussy growing damp. “I think I’ll just look around for now.”
The woman smiled and stepped aside. “That’s what they all say. Have fun.”
There’d been some cosmetic changes to the hallway from what she remembered before. The black paint was gone, replaced with rich reds and golds. The corridor itself felt the same as she walked down its length, pausing here and there to peek into the windows. It wasn’t until she was halfway down that something caught her attention.
“Now we’re talking.” She stepped up to the glass.
Tegan sees an orgy.
Tegan sees racks of clothing.
Tegan sees
a fucking machine.
Tegan goes into the wax play room.
Please Go Back and Make a Selection.
Tied and Tested
Go Back
“I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting this.” Eli came into the small room off the main area of Mavericks a few minutes after she’d settled in. “Rope bondage?”
“Why not?” She crossed her legs Sharon Stone style as she sat in the wooden chair in the middle of the room. “You’ve always told me you’re creative when it comes to tying a girl up.”
“Creative, yes.” He cocked his head to the side and grinned. “So I take it I’m playing the role of top?”
“Well, as far as you need to when it comes to this.” Yes, she was a switch and loved it when she was able to slip into her Domme role. But most nights she did enjoy being on the receiving end of the action. “Knowing me, I’ll probably be a pushy bottom.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.”
She grinned. “How about I’ll do my best to behave and you try not to be too much of a top. Deal?”
“Deal.”
Eli walked around the chair where she sat, reaching out to touch her occasionally. The slide of a finger across her naked shoulders, the caress along the short strands of hair on her neck. Each touch drew a little hitch in her breathing and left behind warmth that clung to her skin.
“As much as I’d like to spend hours doing this, I’m not sure that this room is ideal for that.” He stopped directly behind her and goose bumps rose on her back. “I’ve done Shibari a few times here at the club and it can get a bit distracting.”
Oh. She’d watched him tie others up several times over the past few years and had always been curious what it would be like to be on the receiving end. Her disappointment must have shown, because he leaned over and placed a kiss to her shoulder.