Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy)

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?” asked Haigha.
    “She’s eighty-five years old, and takes on an entire high school varsity football team,” said Hatta. “And she got halfway through junior varsity before breaking a hip. What a talent.”
    “I found her charming,” said Haigha. “We dated for a while afterward, but she eventually said I was too old for her.”
    “A shame,” said Hatta. “I miss how her pelvis creaked when she made love. It was like sexy time with a bag of crisps.”
    “Hatta does enjoy his snacks,” observed the White Queen, returning with an armful of colorful boxes and packages. She set them on the table next to Alice’s chair.
    “What are those?” Alice asked.
    “As you know,” the White Queen said, “the female orgasm is a marvel of human physiology. Pain tolerance goes up 100% while a woman is climaxing.”
    Alice eyed the boxes, saw they contained various items from the shelves.
    “So we’re going to use some toys,” the Queen continued, “and pierce you when you’re coming. You won’t feel any pain. Can you disrobe, please?”
    “I really won’t feel a thing?” Alice asked.
    “Oh, you’ll feel quite a bit,” said the Queen. “But it won’t be pain.”
    Alice slowly removed her blouse and skirt, immediately aware that the cameras were capturing her nudity.
    “I missed seeing you naked, Alice,” said the Hatta scanning her body through his lens.
    “Uh, thank you.” She lowered herself into the chair.
    “I also missed feeling you naked, Alice,” said the Haigha, taking his curved manhood in his free hand as he angled for a shot of her breasts.
    “Ah, thank you, Haigha.”
    Alice had to admit, she liked having Hatta and Haigha, and the Queen, staring at her body, and the cameras only added to her arousal. Imagining men and women she didn’t know staring at her nakedness was naughtily titillating.
    Then the Queen unwrapped the first package.
    Alice stared. “What in the world is that contraption?”
    The Queen smiled. “This is a Sqweel.”
    It looked like a large pizza cutter, without the long handle. Or a particularly large snail that had a wheel for a body. The outer shell part covered half the wheel, with buttons on it that could be pressed while being held. The wheel itself was covered with tiny, pink plastic paddles that looked like—
    “Are those tiny tongues?” Alice asked.
    “Indeed. The Sqweel is meant to stimulate oral sex.”
    The Queen put in some batteries and pressed a button. The center wheel with the tongues began to spin around rapidly, until they were a blur.
    “You want me to put that between my legs?” Alice asked, growing a little worried.
    “Hold out your hand.”
    Alice did, and the Queen squirted a dollop of strawberry scented water-based lubricant onto her palm. Then the Queen used the Sqweel to lap up the lube. Incredibly, it did feel as if Alice’s hand was being rapidly licked by little tongues. It was undeniably erotic and a shiver worked over her bare skin and tightened her nipples.
    “Magnificent,” said Haigha, focusing his camera on her face and breasts.
    “Spread your legs, Alice,” the Queen said.
    Alice did, cool air caressing her wetness.
    “So sexy,” Hatta said, dropping to a knee to get a better angle between her open thighs.
    Alice had never been filmed before, especially without clothes. She wasn’t sure what to do. “Should I look at Hatta’s long lens, zooming in on my feminine parts, or should I watch the Queen move the Sqweel up to my nether region?”
    “Whatever you do, it will be hot,” said Haigha. “Just show us how good it feels.”
    Then the Queen’s Sqweel was touching her, and Alice said, “Oh my.”
    “It isn’t as hard or intense as a vibrator,” the Queen said. “But once you warm up to it, the sensations are quite marvelous.”
    The tongues zoomed right in on her clitoris as if they were hungry for it, and Alice warmed up to the device quickly. It didn’t feel like many little tongues licking her, but more like one endlessly long tongue, stroking upward with gentle, almost delicate motions that went on and on and on. Then the sensation changed entirely, making Alice clench her fists; the Queen had turned the Sqweel upside down.
    “Well,” Alice said, her breath beginning to quicken. “That is quite… that’s… well.”
    “Lick your lips, Alice. Don’t be shy about it.”
    Alice did, and it felt delightfully wicked.
    “Pinch your nipples.”
    Alice pinched,