Carnal Carnivàle ~ Amber: A BDSM Billionaire Novella (2 page)

We pulled up to Vincent's house, and Jamal opened the door for me. I saw Bentleys, Porches, and Lamborghinis parked all over the front lawn and driveway. There was even a gold-plated Ferrari parked next to a fountain.

A man in a tuxedo walked over to us.

“Arriving to Mr. Davenport's party,” Jamal said, in a very formal tone, “Miss Amber Townsend.”

“I'll show you in, Miss,” the man said.
He took me by the arm, walked me to the front door, and opened it.

I'd expected to see naked people inside, but the extravagant display of wealth was something I'd never seen in all my life. There were people playing Monopoly with
real
money; playing cards with a gold-plated deck; there were fountains full of gold coins, diamonds, and jewels.

Anyone who wasn't already naked, was wearing something fabulous. Even my clothes, which weren't cheap my any means, looked bland in comparison. I almost wished that Vincent had sent me an expensive dress, rather than a Dodge Charger limo, but then again, I might not have met my
very
accommodating chauffeur.

Vincent walked up, and hugged me. He looked me up and down.
“Fantastic,” he said. “You look absolutely amazing. I can't describe it. You're the most beautiful woman here.”

“Shut up,” I said, and giggled.

Vincent put his arm around my waist. “Did Jamal show you a good time?”

“Jamal was very nice.”

“I bet he was,” Vincent laughed. “Now that you're here, we're going to play a little game.”

“What game?” I asked.

Vincent took a glass of champagne from a server's plate, and handed it to me. “Drink up, Amber,” he said. “Things are about to get interesting.”

I thought things had been interesting for a while already, but I downed the drink anyway, just in case.

Vincent picked up a second glass, took a sip, and raised it in the air. “Ladies and gentlemen, Amber Townsend will now play Bondage or Dare,” he proclaimed.

A crowd of people began to applaud.

“What the hell is
that?
” I asked.

“It's just like Truth or Dare,” he explained, “except we don't give a damn about your honesty. Now you must choose. Which will it be: Bondage,
or Dare
?”

“Um,” I looked around the room, but nobody was giving any suggestions. “Dare,” I said.

“Oh, that's too bad. I was really looking forward to tying you up. Maybe later, I guess.”

“What's the dare, Vincent?”

“Oh, I don't choose,” he said. “You pick from the silver shoes.” Vincent pointed to a glamorous pair of silver shoes, displayed on a golden table.

I walked to the shoes, admired them, pulled a slip of paper from one of them, and read my instructions.

My mouth dropped. “It says I have to give two rough handjobs to two strangers.”

“Hmm,” Vincent said, and seemed disappointed. “You got an easy one. Get on your knees.”

I hesitated, but decided that I'd already given more than a handjob. This would be next to nothing, compared to what Jamal and I'd done, except I'd have an audience this time.

“Okay,” I said. I pulled the top of my dress down, revealing my perky tits, and dropped to my knees. “Who's first?”

“That's not the way this works, Amber,” Vincent said, in a matter-of-fact way. He seemed to be staring at my chest, as if my tits were the first he'd seen all night. That obviously wasn't the case, because there were perky tits and hard cocks all around us.

“Okay,” he said, and looked around the room, “Who wants to cum for Amber?”

An attractive silver-haired man in a suit stepped forward. He was wearing a gold watch, and several rings of varying shapes and sizes. “I want to,” he said. A bulge formed in his pants as he looked at me.”

“Okay, Howard's one,” Vincent said. “Who else?”

“What about me?” I was surprised to see a young girl step forward. She was completely naked, except for the diamond necklace she wore around her neck. The necklace came to a point at her cleavage, and seemed to drop between her breasts. She was completely shaved, and had a nice ass. She reminded me of myself.

“I don't know about that, Kimberly,” Vincent said. “I'm not sure you have anything for this dare.” He looked at her pussy. “Actually, I'm positive.”

“That's not fair,” Kimberly said. “She can put her fingers in my pussy just as easily as she could play with a cock.”

Vincent shrugged. “What do you think, Amber?”

“I'm not sure,” I said. “I've never been with a girl before.”

“Remember, it's just a game. What happens at my sex parties, stay at my sex parties.”

“Okay, I'm in,” I said.

“Keep in mind, that to complete the dare, both people
must
cum. Get in place, you two.” Vincent waved the two participants toward me.

Howard and Kimberly walked up to me; one with a rock-hard cock, and the other with a glistening-wet pussy. I unzipped Howard's pants, and took his dick in one hand. With my other, I slid two fingers in Kimberly's pussy.

Howard grunted, and ran his fingers through my hair. It was hard to concentrate on my hand movements, especially in front of so many people.

“I bet that's like rubbing your belly and trying to pat yourself on the head at the same time,” someone from the crowd shouted. A few people giggled.

“Please,” Vincent said, “let Amber concentrate.”

I focused more on Howard's cock, because that's what I was used to. I stroked it fast and hard, and hoped I could make him cum before my muscles started to cramp.

Kimberly started playing with her clit, but Vincent said, “No, no, Kimmy, that's not how the game is played.”

“But she's addicted to cock,” she protested. “My pussy isn't getting
nearly
as much attention.”

I finger-fucked her harder, and rubbed her clit with my thumb.

“
Oh, fuck,
” she said as she spread her legs a little wider for me. “
That's
gonna do the trick.”

Kimberly squirted on me, and it startled me. I tried to cover myself, but her cum got all over my face, and tits. It ran down my dress, and some of it went into my mouth.

So much for keeping my dress clean,
I thought.

“Kimberly's out,” Vincent said. “Good job, Amber. You just lost your girl cherry.”

“Fuck being out,” Kimberly said, and started rubbing her pussy. She pressed down on her clit, and stroked it faster than I'd seen any man stroke their cock.

Kimberly's body turned red.
“
Uhhh, uhhh,”
she said, and stroked herself faster. “
Ahh, fuuuck!”
She squirted and hit me with a second spray of her cum.

It tasted good, so I licked it from her pussy. She shrieked, and growled. Her body shook, and her chest turned a dark red color. I sucked her clit until she was calm enough to start catching her breath.

“That was an interesting interlude, girls,” Vincent said, “but Amber still has a cock to milk.”

With my multitasking complete, I concentrated on Howard's cock. I gripped it tightly at its base, and stuck my tongue below the head.

“That might be cheating,” Vincent grinned.

“You
might
need to be quiet,” Howard said.

Vincent laughed.

I tugged Howard's cock until its head turned a purplish color, and he came down the back of my throat. I generously caught all of his cum, and cleaned his cock with my tongue.

“Mm,” I said, and Howard flicked his cock against my chin.

The crowd laughed and applauded.

Vincent helped me to my feet, and cleaned me with a wet towel.

Both Howard, and Kimberly gave me unexpected hugs.

Kimberly squeezed my ass, and asked for my phone number. We exchanged numbers, and I promised to call her later. She wanted me to stay and chat, but Vincent whisked me away. He led me through his house, to the backyard area.

The first thing I saw when I walked outside was a curvy girl getting fucked in the ass. She was squealing and spreading her ass cheeks. The guy fucking her kept pinching her butt cheeks until she screamed.

The next thing I heard was a loud clap of thunder. I looked into the distance, and saw faraway clouds, pulsing with light.

“There's a storm coming, Vincent,” I said. “Shouldn't you keep the party inside?”

“Nonsense,” he said. “Most of the fun is happening out here.” He slapped the curvy girl's ass, and laughed.

She bucked, and moaned with delight.

“What do you think of the party, so far?” Vincent asked. He held his arms up, and turned in a circle.

I looked around. There were sex toys everywhere. Several beds had been placed outside, and many of them were being used for fucking. I saw a man chained to a machine; he was covered in black latex, except for his penis, which was getting flogged by two redheads with whips.

There was a hot tub that lit up with different colors. Inside of it, two men were having their way with a heavily tattooed girl with a face and body full of piercings.

“Follow me,” Vincent said. “There's still a lot of stuff I want to show you.”

He took my hand, and led me to a dark tent, lit only by a few strategically placed candles. We walked in a circle, around the outside hallway, until we came to a door labeled,
ENTER ONLY IF YOU'RE KINKY
.

“Well,” Vincent said, “are you?”

I squinted, and pursed my lips. I opened the door and walked through another long hallway. At the end of the hallway, a rainbow-colored neon sign said,
RaInBoW PaRtY!!!

What's a rainbow party?
I wondered.

I opened the door, and a full-figured topless girl with a nipple ring welcomed me. Her hair was in pigtails, and she was carrying a bucket full of lipstick.

She lifted my chin, and looked at my mouth. She looked through her bucket, and handed me a tube of black lipstick.

“Reapply,” she demanded.

I reapplied my lips with black lipstick, and handed it back to the girl.

“How's that?” I asked. I smacked my lips together to ensure even application of the lipstick.

“Mm,” she said, “I'd love to have those lips on my pussy.”

I grinned. “Thanks?”

The girl grabbed my ass, and squeezed. “
Oh, fuck,
I wish I had time for
you.
”

She pointed down a curved hallway, and said, “Booth number one.”

“Okay,” I said, and walked to my assigned booth.

I sat down on a comfortable little sofa. I noticed a hole in the wall in front of me, and a speaker in one of the corners.

“Alright, ladies,” a female voice said. It was the curvy girl with the bucket of lipstick. “The rules of the rainbow party are simple. You each have different colors on your lips. When a dick comes through the hole, wrap your lips around the farthest part of skin that doesn't have any color. That way, our men will have rainbow-colored cocks when we're through. Don't make them cum, because we're going to take pictures of our mystery men and their sloppy cocks. We'll let you see them before you go home. That way, you can find out who you've had in your mouth.”