Book One: Chapter 43

She opened the case, the afternoon light from her window illuminating the contents within. She sipped once more at her wine, contemplating the collection of erotic dildos inside. They weren’t just ordinary dildos-each one was drastically different, meticulously crafted into odd cocks that could only be found in the kinds of fantasy novels hidden away from the public. There were six of them, organized left to right by width, and top to bottom by length.

She trailed her fingers across each one, shivering in anticipation. She needed something special tonight, needed to be paralyzed with pleasure, to shake until she collapsed. She pulled out the Delightful Dragon, nine inches of solid rubber, its head half the size of her fist with large bumps all the way down.

“You’ve come to take me away to your lair, haven’t you?” she whispered to it, her voice tinted with the odor of wine. Holding it in her arms, she traced all along the head of the cock with her fingers, making circles