Page 92 of Graveyards & Greed

A stocky man with a shaved head stepped forward and laid his hand on the woman’s leg. “Because Crystal enjoys erotic pain, and I like watching her take it.”

I broke away from Drakos’s grasp and stepped up to the woman lying on the table. Her eyes darted around and her pupils looked dilated, but I couldn’t tell if she was aroused or scared.

Leaning over, I peered down at her. “Do you want a numbing agent before the doctor pierces you?” Drakos sighed behind me but blocked her partner from pushing me away.

Crystal turned to me with wide eyes. “I want to be pierced, but thank you for asking.” I nodded and started to step back, but she kept talking. “But I’m a little scared. Will you talk to me while he does it?”

“Of course. What would you like to talk about?”

“Anything.” The woman tracked the doctor’s movements and grabbed my arm. Her partner sighed but took her other hand.

I cast about for something to talk about, and started chatting as Dr. Pearce pulled the black silk away, exposing Crystal’s lush breasts and bare vagina. The woman had curves for miles, and she looked like a sacrificial offering lying on the table up on the little stage.

“Make sure you hold still, okay? My name is Sylvie, and I’ve never had anything besides my ears pierced.”

The doctor cleansed Crystal’s nipples with alcohol wipes as I talked to her, then carefully marked where he planned to pierce with small black dots. Chrystal’s partner stood next to me with his hand on her thigh, his eyes gleaming as he watched.

When Doctor Pearce bent to place the piercing gun over her nipple, I focused on the woman’s frightened face. “I’m actually a mortician, and my family owns a funeral home. Some people think it’s a weird occupation, but I like it.”

The doctor shot the needle through Crystal’s left nipple, setting the stud in place. She cried out, then moaned as her torso arched off the bed. I fought not to flinch, and my own nipples puckered in sympathetic response. The woman did seem to like the pain.

People around us murmured and shifted. A few people gasped, and I could almost feel the sexual tension and lust coursing through them as they watched her response. Crystal’s partner leaned in and slowly ran his finger along her clit, and she squeezed my hand as her back bowed again.

Sweat glistened on Crystal’s face, and she panted as the doctor chatted and joked with the crowd and checked on Lucas. Finally, he reloaded his gun with the second piercing.

“Are you alright?” I asked.

“Yes?” she whispered, turning to her partner. “Sir, I want to come.”

His lips tipped up and he leaned over and whispered in her ear. Her eyes went soft and she rocked her hips against his fingers as my own pussy clamped down in response. The doctor lined up the gun on her other nipple, then answered a question as Crystal panted on the table. Finally, he shot the needle through her other nipple and she tensed as the pain hit her again.

“Jesus, God!” she gasped and arched again. Her partner leaned over and shoved three fingers inside her, while he vigorously worked her clit. I let go of her hand and stumbled back as an arm snaked around my waist. Drakos drew me into his chest.

Crystal’s partner suddenly scooped her up and stalked out of the main floor to one of the rooms markedPrivatealong the periphery.

Drakos gathered me close and ran his hands up my arms to my shoulders, sending soft shivers racing along my spine. “Have you ever thought about piercing your nipples?” he murmured in my ear.

“Not until thirty seconds ago,” I told him honestly.

I felt him bite down on my neck, and I pushed my ass back into his hard length.

“You may have to wait for the pleasure of watching lovely Crystal get her labia pierced,” the doctor chuckled. “It seems she’s going to be indisposed for a while. But we have Lucas here, who should be numb by now.”

I turned my head, and whispered to Drakos. “What did the doctor mean when he said Lucas lost an Emporium-sanctioned bet?”

“One of the things The Emporium does is broker wagers or bets for its members, or draft contracts of a more salacious nature that may not otherwise hold up in Court. But both parties know that The Emporium will make sure the contract is honored. For a fee, it reduces the wager or negotiated agreement into a binding written contract. Lucas obviously lost his bet. Hence a public cock-piercing in the Atrium at The Emporium.”

My eyebrows went up as I looked around with a whole new appreciation. Holy fuck, this place was something else. I wondered who owned it.

Dr. Pearce gathered his needle and the gold and diamond-studded rod that would go into the piercing and turned to Lucas. “Alright, this will still hurt, but not as much. Would you like her to hold your hand too?” the doctor joked.

Lucas’s brows furrowed. “You’re killing me with your bedside manner, doc. Let’s do it so I can get the fuck out of here.”

He laid back in the chair as the doctor pulled up a stool and sat between his legs. “Do you want me to count to three?”

Lucas tensed in the chair. “No, just do it. Jesus, fuck. How did I get here?” he asked rhetorically.

His friend cheerfully patted Lucas on the shoulder as he watched the doctor position the needle. “You underestimated and patronized her. And now you’re paying for it.”

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