Ann Mayburn
Sodom and the Phoenix
A Virtual Seduction Story
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Chapter One
Tanwen Evans trailed after the middle-aged bellman and walked through the automatic doors into the six-story foyer of the Sodom Virtual Reality Resort. Her breath froze in her lungs, and she gawked like the country mouse her ex-husband had often accused her of being. It wasn’t the size of the resort that had her staring—the University of Wisconsin hospital where she worked as a labor and delivery nurse was a mammoth complex—it was the people. She had expected a little risqué behavior. This was the premier virtual reality resort that catered to sexual fantasies, but this—this was like her hottest, steamiest, and kinkiest fantasies come to life.
Times a million.
Everywhere she looked, men and women of all ages, races, and sizes strolled around the enormous foyer in varying degrees of bondage gear. The bellman paused so a man with a saddle on his back and horseshoe gloves could trot past them. On his back, a buxom blonde in a black leather cowboy hat, vest, and chaps with a pink G-string steered him through the crowd via a set of reins attached to a mouth bit. To Tanwen’s astonishment, the rider and …horse were grinning as if they were having the time of their lives. The man even had a luxuriant horse tail attached to his leather pants, and he moved with a decidedly sexy swagger that made the tail swish.
A flash of shiny red latex caught her eye, and Tanwen froze as she watched a mature brunette woman kneel before a man dressed in a conservative, dark suit. Upon closer inspection, she noticed he wore a tie the same color as the woman’s dress, and they both wore wedding rings. The woman gracefully lowered her face until her lips were pressed to the tip of his shoe, and she kissed his foot with a smile. The man stroked the woman’s hair as she laid her head against his thigh, a look of utter contentment on her face and love on his.
An unexpected surge of jealousy ran through Tanwen. She briefly wished she had someone in her life she could trust like that. A strong man who would look at her as if she were the center of his world. Even though nothing in the man’s posture or facial expression had changed, he became more predatory somehow. His demeanor toward the woman shifted, and Tanwen felt a rush of heat. The tone of the scene turned sensual as the man fed one of his fingers into the woman’s mouth with a slow, erotic slide.
When Tanwen had boarded the plane this morning for Detroit in her brown suede skirt and white peasant top that hung off one freckled shoulder, she had felt sexy and a little bit scandalous. Now, compared to the busty brunette in a latex catsuit who had just sauntered by leading a very built man wearing only a leash and a glittering mesh codpiece, she felt positively matronly.
The bellman jolted her out of her openmouthed stare by clearing his throat. “Ma’am, if you’d like to register at the front desk, I’ll wait for you by the elevators.”
“Sure,” she said in a faint voice yet continued to stand there.
The bellman smothered a smile and gently turned her by the shoulder. “The registration is that way. I’m afraid you’ll have to wait in line. The Leather Kiss convention starts tonight, and there are a lot of people all arriving at once.” He leaned in and said in a low voice, “Between you and me, I’d rather have a BDSM convention here than just about any other group. They may look wild, but for the most part, they are very well behaved and tip great. Much better than the Spring Break crowd. If I never have to see another drunk kid passed out in a puddle of his own puke, I’ll die a happy man.”
The luggage rack jostled as a young couple dressed in jeans and T-shirts stumbled into them. The look they gave Tanwen bordered on shock, and she gave them a weak smile in return. Guess she wasn’t the only one not expecting so much so soon.