THE PLEASURE HOUSE

Kat Abad

ISBN ePUB: 978-3-95695-207-4

ISBN MOBI: 978-3-95695-212-8

Cover: Giada Armani

Copyright: BERLINABLE UG

Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.

Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.

When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.

Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.

Open your mind and free your deepest desires.

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I wash my hands thoroughly under a gold spout. Fresh water running through my fingers. I don't ever intend to touch you unclean. You are my dearest one, my favorite girl. We've waited a long time to be on these terms and I don't intend to make any mistakes. Not with my hands, lips, or mind. Your experience with me will be nothing short of a fantasy come alive.

I’ve created an intimate playground for you. My home is no ordinary residence. Each room is designed per mood, and anywhere, a moment of wonder and magic may unveil. A fantasy awaits to be fulfilled. Any fetish you can dream of lays before you. There are no masks here but the ones you choose to wear. There are no rules except the choices you make. You are always welcome to come and go as you please, but I have a feeling you won’t want to leave. Come inside. I’d like to give you a personal tour. 

"Welcome to my home," I say with pride.

I step aside after opening mahogany double doors, then tip my hat with a courteous bow. My crisp black suit hugging tight to my voluptuous frame. Breasts exuberant and flaunting through my bustier. A mouth of crimson and tongue of silver, ready to lure you with my charms. I rise again with my back straight and graceful, awaiting to entertain you. 

You smile sweetly, lips curved in a polite but curious fashion. Blooming eyes and cocoa lips. The scent of seduction oozing through your pores. I see you are wearing the outfit I sent. You look ravishing. Like the first bright leaves on an Autumn morning. A different you. A different season. A different time.

I sense your warmth blooming through your skin as you walk past. Like your thoughts are seeping through, filled with questions, and bleeding innocence. Your bright eyes course all around, marveling a place of which you’ve never seen the like. I slide my hands into my pockets, stepping behind you, letting you take in the view of the grand hall.

Every beam, every spot of paint, I designed elaborately to court to your visual desire. Walls soft and embedded with gold. Mirrors on both sides intricately placed to see reflection of self and each break for spectacular anticipation.

"Kick off your shoes and hand them to me."