Taken! at the Fertility Clinic (Traci Wilde)
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Felicity has the perfect husband – attentive, kind, affectionate, and a mind-blowing lover capable of taking her to the highest levels of ecstasy with the slightest caress.
And he's also incapable of giving her what she most wants at this stage in her life – a baby.
So Felicity visits a rather unorthodox fertility clinic. Clients get to choose from a wide array of donors – doctors, lawyers, high-finance types, elite athletes, and the like – all while getting a guarantee of success.
And for a fraction of the expense of most fertility clinics.
Of course, there is a cost – and Felicity learns that means letting the men she chose to be donors have their way with her – binding her and using her as their personal property, making her body their personal playgrounds, two, three at a time.
Will she gets what she wants – pregnancy – and is the cost, becoming a virtual slave, worth it?
The answer is just a download away…
Product type: EBook Published by: author - self-published Published: 12 / 2017
No. words: 3600
Style: Erotica -   Medical Erotica, OM BDSM Erotica
Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI) EPUB PDF
Felicity made her way down the hall, opened the door under the flashing red light and stepped in. There, she was to disrobe, which she did
carefully, slowly, sure to hang up her clothes so nothing wrinkled. Then she slipped into the outfit the clinic left for her to wear during
the procedure – it was black.
A simple lacy black see-through bra and a matching set of almost non-existent panties, along with a soft black cloth she knew to be a
Once done she stepped back into the darkened hallway, and another red light flashed over a second door. Felicity stepped to it, paused while
she held her breath, slipped the blindfold over her eyes, tied it off tightly behind her head, then she pushed the door open and stepped
The air was cold in here. She shivered, then jumped when the door clicked shut behind her. Felicity stood, waiting, not certain what would
happen next. Well, that's not true. She knew what was supposed to happen next, but she was still unsure of herself, of her decision, of what
she was doing.
She felt hands on her shoulders, touching lightly, gently, the whisper of a caress. A small gasp escaped her lips, followed by a louder one
when a second pair of hands began tracing the curve of her breasts…
Suddenly all three men were on her, hands massaging her shoulders, fondling her, touching her thighs, fingers playing along her skin, and
the kisses – the one behind her kissed along the back of her neck, another man kissed across her chest…while the third man pressed his lips
against her left thigh, then her right.
She moaned – Felicity had expected to be put off by being handled by three men, by three strangers, certainly at first. She was surprised at
how fast her body responded to them, even more shocked at how fast her mind was accepting of what was going on.
Before she knew it, straps encircled her wrists, pulled tightly, she felt their hands grabbing her, scooping her off her feet, carrying her,
and that's when Felicity fully grasped that she was absolutely alone, helpless, at the mercy of these strangers…
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Traci Wilde is a member of the After Midnight Press cooperative, penning hot, steaming, erotic shorts stories and novels deep into the night.
Here's what her colleagues at After Midnight Press have to say about her: "The name seems to fit, as our self-described wild-child sometimes draws from her own real-life experiences for her tales."
That's not to say every story she writes happened, but quite a few of them have a basis in real-life events. She's single (and says she will always remain so), lives in North Carolina at present (though she moves around every so often), and counts among her hobbies running, watching the stars at night, and...well, having sex. Often.
This story has been self-published by the author