Mysta Ree: Book 3 of Consequences

BLURB Picking up where Angel Love leaves off, Randy weaves his spell of dominance and protection over beautiful black haired, blue eyed Mysta Ree as he had over equally beautiful April and Angel. Reintroducing her to the alluring, exciting, glamorous life of a high priced call girl, she had all but given up, she is anxious to please Randy and herself. Therefore, she resumes the life she, April and two other friends left behind seven years earlier, when as college juniors, the four had spent a debauched two week spring vacation as escorts in Las Vegas.

Mysta Ree is the long awaited third book of the very naughty, popular Consequences series. Those who have read April Showers and Angel Love won't want to miss the very sexy followup. Randy rolled off me and I studied his well toned, mildly haired chest.

EXCERPT "Whew, that was amazing. I didn't realize how inadequate my ex was until you showed me."

His head lolled back as he chuckled. "Sorry."

I wanted to hold him close, but I was still cuffed. "No, that's good. I'll never settle for hamburger, knowing I can have fillet again. That is if I ever marry again."

His beautiful blue eyes thinned. "Pretty bad?"
I shook my head. "It wasn't his fault. I'm just too restless."

I stiffened as his hand slid between my legs and cupped my ever hungry sex. "Missed the life?"

"Ah-huh!"

"Want to get back to it?"

My eyebrows dipped. "Is that what Cindy and Helen are doing?"

"Yes, and we're making more money than Vegas. You want in?"

I eyed his slightly diminished, but still impressive dick and hitched my chin toward it. "I do, if I can have a share of that."

"You can. Would you like to start right now?"

"With you?"

He grinned. "Naw, we have paying customers in the hallway."

This surprised me. "Really? What would happen if I said no?"

"I don't think you will."

"But what if I did?"

"Then April or Angel would gladly take your place. The money is good."

"How much?"

"Two grand each."

I giggled as visions of hundred dollar bills floating down from above interposed over naughty images of what I had to do to make that money drifting through my mind. "Suddenly, I feel like getting my brains fucked out."

He laughed then yelled, "April, Angel."

The door opened and April and Angel, now dressed in flowing red satin robes and wearing masks entered. "Did you call us?" April asked.

"Yes. Cuff Mysta's ankles and put a mask over her eyes."

They edged up to the king sized bed and each closed a cuff around an ankle, then closed the cuff around the corresponding acorn on the footboard.

Spread eagle on the bed and naked, I asked, "Why are you restraining me?"

Randy smiled, "The customers like it. It makes them feel like you are their sex slave and they're in charge. Don't worry we'll be here to whole time watching out for our latest recruit.

April eased up to me, a mask in her long feminine fingers, then slipped the simple black mask over my eyes.

I wondered, "How many men are going to screw me?"
She stroked my hair. "There will be six. All decent looking and your half will be six grand."

My breathing grew more labored. Even though I'd agreed, six men, seven if you count Randy, added up to a lot of sex.

Randy spoke. "Angel, baby, send the first happy face in."

When Angel stepped out into the hall to usher the first john in, my pulse rate soared. I felt a tingling throughout my body from hyperventilating. I watched with apprehension as she walked the first customer through the door. April was right. He was decent looking. I'll be fine, once I get started.