Fatal Ascension (Willful Women Assassin Series)

This is the final volume in a series mildly erotic tales of a group of female assassin-mercenaries, their missions, romances and sex lives. Some segments are of a bisexual or lesbian nature. Submission, domination. This material is not suited for those under age 18.

Excerpt 1: We could really use a footrest here.” She raised up her feet and asked, “You wouldn't mind would you?”

Without a moment's hesitation, Kacey handed them the popcorn, got down on her hands and knees, and positioned herself to be their stool. Both placed their feet on her back.

Excerpt 2: “Check out this cherrywood desk. Have you ever seen one so big?!”

“I can't say that I have.”

“Do you remember at the party when you said you liked pleasing me, that you were having fun, and that you promised me more freebies?”

“Yes, ma'am.” ....

“Has anything changed?”

“No, Pepper. Like I said, I could get addicted to doing that for you. It was fun!”

Pepper excitedly shooed her aides out of the office and closed the door. She rolled the large office chair back from the desk.

“Get down into this cubby hole where my legs would normally go. I want to see how well you fit.”

Feeling a bit awkward and self-conscious, she complied. “I can fit, but it's tight.”

Pepper sat in the chair and slid it forward as far as practical. “I'm not wearing any panties.” .......

A little while later, the Speaker of the House came in to congratulate her on the promotion. He was not one to knock.

“Pepper, congratulations on your new position!”

“Ohhh, oh thank you, Senator.” She made a valiant effort at maintaining her composure. “So nice of you to, ohhh, stop by.”

It was impossible to not see the bottoms of two high-heeled shoes protruding from beneath the front bottom of the desk.

“Oh, ahem, this new position seems to be more fulfilling than I had realized,” he snickered. “I'll come back another time, dear.”

“Thank you, Senator!”

Excerpt 3: “This is a sex IOU, Briana. I want you to sign it.”

“What does that mean?”

“Tim often gets together with us after work and we all talk shop. One day, the three of us might be in the mood for more sex. This IOU says that you agree to be our sex slave for a night.”

“Why would I sign something like that? What would I get out of it?”

“You'd sign it because you enjoyed tonight. It would essentially be the same, but you would be our slave. You would have to do whatever any of us tells you to do, you couldn't say no, it would last all night long, and you would get absolutely nothing in return.”

“And if I don't sign it?”

“Then we say good night, Tim takes you home, and you never see any of us again.”

“Oh no.” She read over the agreement.

They couldn't believe she was considering it.

Excerpt 4: I did truly enjoy the way each of you sisters voluntarily went down on everybody, and them warming me up for your grand finale. Those three sets of blue eyes staring at me so submissively was an incredible turn-on. I'd love another triple like that. Do you think they'd be willing to do it again, just for me this time?”

“Maybe, if properly approached. Kacey's in that relationship. I could see what I can do.”

Other Titles by Randall S. Smith

About Sam – action-adventure

Awkward Accommodations – mild erotica

Back to World War II – historical sci-fi

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