The joy of her annual Samhain orgy is interrupted yet again by her bossy controller. The man is so annoying he won't even tell her his name. When he magicks her away to a secret play room to teach her a lesson, he learns what can happen if you aren't careful. Tables can easily be turned.
Praise for Cupcakes
"Deceit, desire and dessert comes together and makes Cupcakes one out of the ordinary read that will leave readers hungry for more."
4 Nymphs! -- Amethyst Nymphs, Literary Nymphs
"Sweet goodies, Incubi and a party throwing witch combine to give readers a wild ride in this story."
4 Cherries! -- Xeranthemum, Whipped Cream Reviews
"Just as the sweets are irresistible... we see exactly how spicy this little mixture is becoming page by page."
-- Mickey, You Gotta Read Reviews
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Moans filled the air as bodies writhed on the floor. Halloween music blared in the background, making the scene sound like something out of a horror flick. Except the bodies weren't writhing in agony -- no, this was an orgy. A full-blown orgy.
Carly's lips twitched, and then she gave in to the tempting urge and let a smile form. It wasn't often she smiled, but this sure was worth it. The chief of police had at least three fingers buried in the mayor's wife's pussy, while the mayor pounded into her ass from behind.
The weather forecaster was sprawled on the floor, moaning loud enough to wake the dead as the DJ from the WJZZY morning show ate out her cunt. She was a real blonde though, no doubt about that.
Over on the other side of the room, one of the librarians was on her knees, sucking off the well-built mail carrier who delivered to the east side of town. One of the judges sat on the overstuffed couch, masturbating and watching the head mechanic at Tom's garage eat out the hostess at the pub. She, in turn, ate out the meter maid.
Oh there would be hell to pay tomorrow, but today -- this -- was worth it. The postmistress let out an ear-piercing shriek when the twins who owned the gym both filled her pussy at the same time. The woman's guttural moan and plea for more kept Carly from stopping the sexual onslaught. As long as Mary was willing, she wasn't going to put an end to it.
"What have you done, Carly?" The deep, husky whisper sent shivers up her spine. She hadn't eaten any of the cupcakes though, so she wasn't going to be reduced to this sexual frenzy of need like the rest of the town.
"Nothing they didn't expect me to do." She didn't look at him. Couldn't. The censorship that would be on his face would be a downer, and right now, this was the best thing that had happened all month. All season. Hell, all year. But since it was Samhain, this was the start of a new year. With all the sexual energy her party guests were emitting, she was going to be able to create one hell of a spell. Witches didn't usually do sex spells on Samhain, but she had a reason for her yearly ritual. Right now she wasn't going to dwell on that. Not with the Grinch breathing down her neck.
"Carly." His sigh tickled her neck. He was really making her regret piling her long unruly curls on top of her head.
"They're having fun. So they needed a little push to reveal their innermost desires. Everyone here is more than willing. See for yourself."
"More than willing, Carly? More than willing?" His hand closed on her upper arm. Pain flared at his touch when he spun her around.
"Look, it's a simple aphrodisiac that will wear off in a few hours. There's also a little inhibitor releaser to make sure they have a little harmless fun."
"Harmless? What if the chief impregnates the mayor's wife?"
"Don't worry, he never actually sticks his dick in her. Besides, I had a spell for that too, in addition to a few more ingredients doctored into the cupcakes."
"Don't worry?" His eyes flamed red, his face darkened, and his nostrils flared. "Don't worry?"
"Shhh!" She crooked her neck and vanished them into the kitchen. "You're an echo. Knock it off. You aren't deaf and you aren't stupid. You heard me just fine each time. Do you want to ruin my party?"
"Ruin your party?" He visibly shook from the anger she could feel coursing through him.
The echo again. She sighed. "Yeah. They're having a blast. You're like the little black rain cloud that follows Eeyore."
He sputtered, honest to goddess sputtered. It was a wonderful sound.
Carly took advantage of his shock and yanked herself free, rubbing the burning area he'd held in his wicked grasp.
"What if your ingredients don't work right? What if your spell backfires?"
"Not that it will," she drawled slowly, agitated with his insistence on being a nuisance, "but that is why there are baskets of condoms scattered around the room." She turned away and looked back at the orgy with another smile. "Shame your parents didn't use them," she whispered under her breath.
"Too far, witch. You went too far this time."
An awful shriek echoed in her ears as her room suddenly shot away from her. She vanished and reappeared in a darkened room. Damn it. It was her. Clamping her lips tight, she turned and glared, looking for the ass.
"Come out, come out wherever you are." Giant ass. She thought it, but she didn't say it. He'd just reminded her which one of them was more powerful. It wasn't her. It figures council would give her the most straitlaced controller in the world.
"Someone will be coming, witch. But it won't be me."
Carly found herself stripped naked and shackled to the wall. Cold, hard bricks scraped against her back when she tested the restraints. Unsuccessful at manually escaping, she tried to use her magick. A sharp pain zapped her fast as lightning, leaving a tingling static electricity feeling zinging through her.
"What the -- oomph!" She choked and sputtered, spitting out the bite of cupcake she'd accidentally bitten when he'd shoved it in her mouth. Another attempt at magick sent the same burst screaming through her. "Assmunch, what the fu --"
Yet again he'd shoved the cupcake in her mouth. Uh-uh. No way. There was no way she was biting that damn thing. As it was, she lusted after this stupid dark controller who was dangerous and deadly as a snake -- and sexier than sin. The man made her weak in the knees. Made her brain short-circuit. Drove her to purchase extra batteries. No. Anger was better. Much better than lust. Clamping her lips tight, Carly shook her head. Not gonna do it. Nope.
Even as the thought to kick him in the balls formed in her brain, her legs were yanked and shackles appeared around her ankles, securing her to the wall. "Well, fuck," she mumbled around a mouthful of cupcake. When he pulled back, she spat it out of her mouth, and kept trying to get all the wet crumbs out.
"Afraid to take your own medicine?" He taunted her, but she wasn't going to rise to it. No, she wasn't. She shook her head. "Not afraid? Then open up and say ahhhhh."