'Phoenyx: Flesh and Fire' Sample: Svetla - Sex Stories

'Phoenyx: Flesh and Fire' Sample: Svetla

... used her own leather to deflect most of the blows and every time she started to get up, I threw her back down again by her own collar. I pressed all my weight into her stomach, squeezing my thighs in against her ribcage. I could see the bl**d clot forming up her nose as she lay under me, bathed in white and blue light, the significance of which I had just begun to realise. I waited, looking up hopefully, and then it happened – the red light swam into the mix, signifying the final triumph of the West. Or at least, my own personal victory. “If this wasn't a public place, I'd piss all over you now,” I told her behind the leather. “So think yourself lucky, girlie.” I sat up, twitching the bustier while she grappled with it, infuriated, but powerless to remove it. I didn't care that I was creating thick red welts in the skin of her neck – she had started it, and I had already vowed to finish it. Finally, I stood up. Svetlana untangled herself from her last remaining garment and flung it aside, then flipped over onto her hands and knees. She was just getting ready to push herself up when I planted the toe of my boot in her ass, squeezing it in as far as it would go. She looked up at me, wounded and humiliated, cheeks burning and eyes goggling – and her beloved beret still very much in place. I reached down, plucked it from her head and skimmed it away behind me into the audience. She dragged herself to her knees and left the stage in a ...

... stumbling hurry, almost knocking Melissa flat on her back as the MC came out to join me amid the thunder of applause. “Well,” Melissa panted into the mike as the noise had begun to subside slightly, “I don't know about you, but I think what you just saw was the female version of the Rumble in the Jungle.” She grabbed my hand and lifted it high. “Tonight's winner – Miss Phoenyx, by two falls, a submission, and a stiletto boot up the crack.” I bowed, flushed and breathless, aching and exhausted. Out in the bar, they were chanting my name, and I could just make out the sight of someone twirling Svetlana's beret high in the air. Now, it was time to face the backstage reality of my biggest, and now fully-humiliated, rival..." Thanks for coming this far! Note: All text copyright (c) Morgana Blackrose, 2014 & Pink Flamingo Publications, 2015 All rights reserved. The complete novel 'Phoenyx' is available to purchase and download at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and elsewhere. Or direct from the publishers Pink Flamingo.com, in print or electronic format. A Bit o' Blurb: Old Berlin, the late 1970s. As a somewhat innocent and hopeful girl of twenty-one years old, Phoenyx applies for a job as a stripper in the Kitty Klub of Old Berlin, a venue with a long and respected history of adult entertainment. New in town and in need of rent money and friends, Phoenyx soon finds both among the other entertainers and regulars at the Klub – and much more besides...