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Vegas - A Diverting Interlude, or Crystal Jack. © Spitman April 2002

Jane felt a frisson of excitement run through her at the sight of the transparentconstruct so elegantly positioned on its plinth, the focal point of the casinolobby. It looked for all the world like an original work of art, the smoothcurves of its shell only lacking its intended complement of female concupiscence.It beckoned her like an enthusiastic puppy impatient to demonstrate its favouritetrick.

Her eye flicked across to the girl being set in place on one of several barbecuepits that followed the curve of the lobby wall, who was still wriggling animatedlyon a thick, pink-tinted crystal spit. It was hard at first to reconcile theinnocent beauty of the artefact with a function so blatantly cruel, and yetso necessary. A girl needed to know that her needs would be met, and therewas no greater need, when the time came, than to surrender to the spit. Herheart pounded as her feet brought her closer to the steps leading up to theplinth.

All around her punters continued to feed coins into the slots, and the quietnessof her thoughts was drowned by the chinking, whirring hubbub. She smiled attheir feverish preoccupation with feeding that insatiable mechanical appetite.A girl's beauty and flavour were made to satisfy the more discerning humantastes. But around the central plinth were the tables favoured by high rollers,whose bets reached untold heights of absurdity while their focus was drawn,from time to time, to the periodical spectacle of beauty pleasured then mountedon crystal.

Almost unnoticed at the foot of the steps, she dropped her scant hostesscostume and heels into the receptacle provided, released her bikini top tofree the firm thrust of her gorgeous breasts, then pulled the bows to releasethe bottom. She stood proudly and turned to reveal the smooth shaved creviceof her mound and her pride, the pretty pink crystal ring through one temptinglyplump pussy lip.

Turning again, she stepped eagerly up onto the plinth, drawing a hundredpairs of eyes from around the room to her beauty.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Jane, who will now take her turnon our unique, extraordinary display machine, Crystal Jack!”

Loud applause followed as Jane stepped up to the construct. It was obvioushow to mount it. She trembled, suddenly conscious of the finality of the moment.

The grooves for her lower legs were strangely high, a foot above the levelof the plinth, with padded grips that fitted snugly against her ankles. Sheclambered up and knelt in the grooves, feeling the grips tightening to holdher ankles.

“Oooooooooh!” She gasped. Her knees dropped rapidly towards thefloor as the grooves swivelled down from her ankles, opening her knees wide,pressing her ankles closer behind her thighs. The movement threw her body forwardonto the construct. Her shoulders slipped under curved wings of the resilient,transparent plastic, her breasts hung on either side of the central supportmoulded to the form of her body. Padded grips tightened to hold her neck firmlydown with her chin tipped up. Her arms hung in grooved transparent channels,her wrists held by more of those comfortable grips. Her hands closed over whatfelt like handles and she gripped them tightly, feeling them move rather likejoysticks.

Jane wriggled experimentally, but to no avail. She was solidly locked inposition, but it was not uncomfortable. On the contrary, the smooth transparentplastic felt warm and comfortable, its resilience moulding itself to her body.There was no need for clamps over her knees. Even without the firm pressureof the grips at her ankles, neck and wrists she doubted if she could have freedherself, with her legs bent back in a vee like that. Any muscular effort wouldhave merely pressed her more firmly into position. She was utterly in the powerof the machine.

Strangely, the fact of being secure and helpless excited her. There was noescape from her fate, a fate she had dreamed of ever since her earliest memories.It was time to be spitted, time for her spitted, wriggling body to be roastedover the heat of a barbecue pit, time for her delicious, roasted flesh to beenjoyed, but too late now for misgivings or regrets. This was an experienceto be enjoyed to the full.

She was glad that the smooth softness of her skin, the perfection of herbeauty would not be violated by the crude painful work of the gutting knifeor saw. Her destiny was to enjoy the feel of the spit and the searing heatof the roasting pit, and every sensation of that mysterious, long dreamed oftransition into meat. After a few days on the popular FibreFloss™ diet,every part of her was edible.

“Ooooooh!” She gasped again as the smooth rounded tip of a vibratingprong slid between her lips and teased the sensitive core of her pleasure.She guided it with the joysticks, up and down and then a little deeper, teasingher lips and pressing into the quivering, well-muscled opening of her vulva.She adjusted the vibration too until it was almost more than she could stand.The waves of sensation flowed out from her core and then back, rippling, pulsingpowerfully until the hot sweet sensation exploded through her body.

“Aaaaaaah! Yes! Oooooh!” She cried, oblivious to the applauseof the spectators, responding to the stimulation so delicately adjusted byher own eager hands.

Her cunt tingled as the long slender probe parted the well toned musclaropening of her vulva and slid deep into her vagina. She clenched her musclesand gripped it tightly, enjoying the sensation. It was extraordinary how thosemuscles had responded to the weeks and months of conditioning with EZ-Glide™.She knew that it had developed from a simple spitlube, to a product that hadrevolutionised the yield and quality of a girl's most precious asset, her fillet.By stimulating the development of muscle in that delicate area, and then improvingits tone, it made every girl as special during sex as a highly trained orientalprofessional. It gave her the ability to squeeze, ripple and ultimately milka man of his come, while at the same time his presence inside her was unimaginablystimulating, almost as incredible as the powerfully enhanced sensation of actuallybeing spitted.

Tiny pads covered in something like velvet found her nipples. It was deliciousreally, delicate, like being teased vwith a soft brush. She adjusted the padsuntil they were perfectly centred on her nipples, feeling the tremors of anotherorgasm growing fast as the probe continued to tease the lips of her vulva,occasionally arousing flashes of pleasure as it rippled close to her delicatelyaroused clitoris.

“Ah! Ah! No!” Frantically she worked the controls as ripplingtendrils penetrated every fold and crevice of her tingling lips, already slipperywith the juices of her arousal. Seconds later she convulsed again in anothersearing orgasm, helplessly at the mercy of the powerful stimulation.

Something was happening at her nipples. Some kind of manipulation. Somethingbit in to the base of her left nipple, then she felt a painful prick. Thenthis was repeated with her right nipple. The needles pressed deep into herbreasts as she squirmed uselessly. They always injected your breasts beforethey roasted you. That was basic education. But somehow the thought of it actuallyhappening had slipped her mind. When it happened it made you feel close tobeing meat. It was one of the last things they did before they spitted you.Everybody knew that. But it was undignified and uncomfortable, like the guttingthey used to do long ago.

She gasped at the unmistakeable touch of the spit against her vulva lips.The tip was cool, smooth and hard. With the controls she moved it gently intothe perfect position to enter her. Slowly but remorselessly it opened her,its pressure so hard and its progress so unthinkably relentless that her mostdesperate, instinctive resistance made absolutely no difference to its progressat all. She was merely a soft yielding presence around the thick, smooth crystalof the moving shaft.

She shivered with excitement as she felt the spit moving steadily up throughher body, the shaft sliding deliciously through her well lubricated vulva,stretching the elastic walls of her cunt. It opened her cervix and piercedthe wall of her womb and then it began to rotate as it progressed deeper intoher, its off-centre tip finding its way easily between the slippery coils ofher intestines as it moved closer to her stomach. Her cunt tingled fiercelyas she gripped the shaft, enjoying the sensation of its movement. This wasbetter than anything she had imagined.

Those incredible tendrils were back, teasing the flesh stretched taut aroundthe shaft of her spit, mercilessly enveloping her clitoris in sensation untilpleasure exploded through her again, distracting her from the cool sensationof liquid flowing from those needles through her nipples into her breasts.It was sensory overload. It was too much, all at once, but maybe that was merciful,and exactly as it should be. The relentless stimulation did not ease untilpleasure once more convulsed her as the injectors were retracted from her sore,leaking nipples.

There was a quiet puffing sound as the spit penetrated her stomach, and thenit stopped rotating again as it moved inexorably up through her oesophagus.She felt it moving closer, closer to her throat and her final sigh was silencedas the spit emerged into her mouth, moving steadily forward until the shaftstretched her mouth wide, and filled her view. The clamps slowly raised herwrists and ankles into position while the banding secured her limbs to herbody, and then released her.

She squirmed quietly on her spit, discovering the feel of it. This was herfuture. She was meat, ready to be roasted. Her sore, leaking nipples were proofenough of that. It was extraordinary. The spit immobilised you so you couldnot bend and you could barely twist, but incredibly it felt right. It belonged.There could be no other way to explain why a woman was so perfectly designedto take a spit right through her from one set of lips to the other, or whyher meat was so delicious once it was roasted like that, or why every womandreamed of being roasted on a spit. She was a perfect example of nature's bountyready to be harvested.

Jane felt a bump as the spit moved her up to the conveyor that crossed highover the tables and machines before it dropped down into the cooking area.She didn't have long to wait before her spit was turning slowly over the searingheat of the flames, the chefs diligently basting her, while already there wasa distinct, quite delicious aroma of roasting meat.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for your attention,” she heard. “Pleasefeel free to enjoy the complimentary barbecue. A fresh spitroast will be readyevery hour, and of course, another of our delightful girls will give her owndisplay on Crystal Jack every hour, every day. In the meantime, good luck toeveryone!”

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Crystal ClearChapter 4 Separation New Careers and New Playmates

"Ellen will be your very special assistant. She'll be your script girl, check your makeup, help you go over your lines, and keep you on schedule." Crystal smiled at me to be sure I thought I'd be taken care of, "And, of course, she'll keep you warm in bed, and she's promised to remind you that I love you even though I'm six thousand miles away." She laughed at her innuendo abd then whispered, "And I've left instructions that she's supposed to fuck you senseless at least once a...

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Crystal Passion Ch 11

Nobody should approach me if they want a fair, balanced and informed opinion of Rock Hill, South Carolina. Most of what I discovered about the city was well after the Crystal Passion tour and what we saw was probably unrepresentative and, to be honest, not especially attractive. It was a town very much in the shadow of the somewhat larger city of Charlotte, 25 miles away and mostly only glimpsed at as we drove by on the relatively new Interstate 485 which also took us past Charlotte Douglas...

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Crystal ClearChapter 17 Getting Out of Russia and a SexFilled Thank You

The Moscow concert and premiere of Crystal's film The Naked Truth had gone off without a hitch. The worry I'd felt over those events before paled in comparison with the angst I felt over having to check out of the country with Russian immigration and customs carrying a contraband iPod with a terabyte of highly classified Russian data on it. I tried to calm myself by recalling one of the missions I'd had in Russia when I was a Green Beret. My squad had done a HALO drop into the edge of the...

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Crystal ClearChapter 32 Crystal Clear Again

Not surprisingly, I found a few residual women in my bed on Tuesday morning, and we made love again. After that, we all showered, having some sexual play in our shower room, dressed, and then had a light breakfast. I felt like a kid waiting for Santa Claus to arrive, just knowing I would get my favorite and most wished for present later that day – Crystal! The clock slowed to a crawl. I kept looking at it, trying to see how fast 5:30 p.m. would arrive. It wasn't coming fast at all....

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Crystal PassionChapter 11

Nobody should approach me if they want a fair, balanced and informed opinion of Rock Hill, South Carolina. Most of what I discovered about the city was well after the Crystal Passion tour and what we saw was probably unrepresentative and, to be honest, not especially attractive. It was a town very much in the shadow of the somewhat larger city of Charlotte, 25 miles away and mostly only glimpsed at as we drove by on the relatively new Interstate 485 which also took us past Charlotte Douglas...

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Crystal ClearChapter 9 Recovery From an Awkward Moment Crystal at Play

I looked at the pretty young woman and pondered how to answer her question, 'Mr. Mellon ... err, this is delicate ... I don't know how to put this ... but, well, ... do you have a child ... by a woman who lives in Greenville, Ohio – a baby about seven or eight months old?' I practically choked out loud. I did indeed have a child I'd fathered in Greenville, Ohio. Crystal knew too, but other than the baby's parents no one else should have figured out the lineage of that child. Crystal...

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Chelsea and Crystal Part 1

“Oh Damn” said a female voice, “Not again!” “Is it snowing again, Crystal?” said another girls’ voice. “Yea” Crystal said. “Another fine day created by mother nature!!! Now I’m stuck here! I’m gonna be late getting home, again! It’s all your fault, Chelsea!!” “ I know, I know. Another day, more snow.” “I’m gonna go upstairs and try to call my parents” Crystal and Chelsea had been best friends ever since their parents had divorced and their mothers had become friends, some 18 years ago. Crystal,...

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Phoenix Rising Crystal Two stories

Phoenix Rising ------------------------ An adult tale by Miss Irene Clearmont. Copyright 2011 (Nov) Henry is a rich layabout who is just waiting for his twenty fifth birthday so he can claim his inheritance. A massive blowout in a Bahamas casino finds him looking for a little cash and something to allay the boredom. The deckhand job on the small cutter, the ‘Phoenix’, turns out to be just the ticket; a ticket on a ride that assumes a serious turn when he starts to...

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Crystal Passion Ch 03

However much I admired Crystal’s song-writing skills when I was playing in her band, I didn’t really dwell much on the meaning of her lyrics. Certainly not with the intense attention to detail as Polly Tarantella. She quotes from Crystal Passion’s lyrics as if it was poetry and uncovered depths of meaning in them that had never occurred to me. I suppose it’s natural to think you might glean everything about Crystal’s philosophy of life from her lyrics, especially since she never explicitly...

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Crystal ClearChapter 15 A Blackmailer Confronted Loving Friends and Detectives

By the time I called room service for lunch, four nearly nude women sat engaged in various activities in the living of our suite at the Hotel George V in Paris: Crystal was reading a script she'd been asked to consider for our next movie, if she liked it then I'd read it next; Jill had started to read a Clive Cussler book on her iPad; Helen sat near a corner of the room practicing various yoga positions au naturel; and Margo, naked except for her thong, alternately worked on her computer or...

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Crystal Passion Ch 10

I guess it should be obvious to just about everyone simply by having a look at an atlas, but it came as something of a surprise to me, to realise how big America actually is, and we were only travelling from North to South down the Eastern United States. Almost every single one of America’s states is bigger than England, and some are bigger than France or Germany, but when you travel across Europe you know for sure when you’ve left one country and entered another. In America the differences are...

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Crystal PassionChapter 8

"Wherever it is we'll be tomorrow, it won't be Kansas," Crystal announced when she'd returned from the hotel foyer after what was originally intended to be a routine phone call to Kai about the tour itinerary. "And it most certainly won't be Kansas City." "No need for ruby slippers then," said Thelma. "So, if we're not going to Kansas, where are we going?" Andrea asked. "Weren't we supposed to be travelling from there to Chicago, Washington and New Orleans?" "It isn't...

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Crystal PassionChapter 9

If you were touring America these days and you wanted to contact your manager or, indeed, anyone back in the UK, all you need to do is switch on a laptop or tablet or smart phone and use Skype. And if not Skype exactly, you'd use Viber or exchange e-mails or instant messages. But in the early 1990s, the internet was very slow and ridiculously expensive and most people weren't online anyway. So, when Crystal wanted to contact Madeleine, our agent, to find out how things were doing she had to...

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Crystal

*** This tale is an ADULT experience. It contains strong sexual content that is not at all suitable for minors. *** This story can be read separately, or be regarded as a continuation of ‘Phoenix Rising’. Be aware that there are spoilers here for ‘Phoenix Rising’ and that you may wish, therefore, to read that story before you tuck into this one… As you wish, it’s your experience not mine… *** CHAPTERS. CRYSTAL A job with prospects. CRACKED CRYSTAL A service with no prospects. LEAD CRYSTAL The...

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The Crystal Days Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Once Julie had shut the door Paul looked across at Elf. ‘I think they are lesbians’ he whispered to Elf. ‘I hope they are’ replied Elf. ‘I applied to be slave to a lesbian couple’. Paul’s suspicions were now proved. Why had Madame Crystal chosen him? If she was lesbian, she would not want sex with him. She would not be sexually arroused by his slavery……or would she? Maybe that was it. His train of thought was interupted by Elf. ‘Why are you here?’ ‘I put an advert looking for a...

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The Crystal Days Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Once Julie had shut the door Paul looked across at Elf. "I think they are lesbians" he whispered to Elf. "I hope they are" replied Elf. "I applied to be slave to a lesbian couple". Paul's suspicions were now proved. Why had Madame Crystal chosen him? If she was lesbian, she would not want sex with him. She would not be sexually arroused by his slavery......or would she? Maybe that was it. His train of thought was interupted by Elf. "Why are you here?" "I put an advert looking for a...

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Crystal ClearChapter 1 Jims Life Restarts After His Road Trip

My meditation was broken by the almost inaudible sound of a footstep nearby. I sensed an animal; but instead of jerking my head around to look I remained absolutely still and slowly opened my eyes. From my right side, a fawn moved into the clearing with me – light brown with white markings, large dark eyes full of curiosity. The pretty animal knew I didn't belong, yet obviously didn't fear me. It approached and sniffed at my ear and cheek. Not too far away, I heard the heavier footfalls of...

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Crystal ClearChapter 11 Sauna Stories and Concert Tours

Edie Gerst and her editor published the story about my baby, Summer, George, Crystal, and me on Thursday. They carefully picked the day of the week, because that's the day most of the tabloids get to the newsstands, so it would be a week before they would be able to catch up with the scoop we'd given the Dayton Daily News. By the time they would be able to write about the story, it would be old news, and depending on what else happened during the week, including what flying saucers landed...

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Crystal PassionChapter 6

"We've been invited to her home!" an excited Andrea announced after she and Crystal emerged from the hotel lobby's public phone booth. "Whose home?" I wondered, not really having paid much attention. I was sitting splayed across one of the Crown Hotel's most threadbare red velour sofas. We were now on the latest stop of our trans-American tour and in the city of Providence, the capital of the tiny Ocean State of Rhode Island. I'd been browsing statistics about the state in a tourist...

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