Escape to Pleasure

by Sandy Lowe

  Kiyoko thanked the medic, stood, and crossed the room. She bent down, grinned, and shook her head. “Your actions were risky and stupid.”

  Mae smiled back. “Someone told me I was brave, and some things are worth dying for.”

  Mae thought of home as she boarded her plane. No one would call her a liar, but no one would believe her when she told them about the girl in the taxicab.

  Clueless and the Tormentor do Thailand

  Ali Vali

  Ali Vali is the author of the Devil series including the new book Heart of the Devil and the Forces series including the new Force of Fire: Toujours a Vous. She’s written numerous standalones, the newest being Beauty and the Boss. Ali currently lives outside New Orleans, where she enjoys cheering LSU and trying new restaurants.

  “What is this?” Dr. Mason Preston asked the waiter when he put a few dishes on her table. The Four Seasons Resort in Chiang Mai, Thailand, had been great, so the wrong order was out of character. “I ordered the steak and potato, remember?”

  “Lady say no more steak,” the man said as one of the waitresses took her Diet Coke and replaced it with a glass of white wine.

  “Lady? What lady?” Mason didn’t recognize anything on the table, and eating strange, unrecognizable food wasn’t a habit.

  “That would be me.” A beautiful blonde sat across from her and accepted another glass of wine. “You can’t travel halfway around the world and have steak every night. It’s uncivilized.”

  “I like steak and I’m not wild about traveling.” Mason lifted her hand to get the staff’s attention.

  “They’re not coming back until you eat all this, so put your hand down.” The woman served her a plate of rice and whatever was in the bowls. “You’re not allergic to rice, are you?”

  “I’m here to oversee the planting of the rice fields, so that’s a no.”

  “You’re a rice grower?”

  “I’m an agriculture professor who specializes in rice.” Mason accepted her fork from the woman, who seemed to be waiting for her to take a bite.

  “Relax, I didn’t poison it. This place makes the best massaman curry in the world, and I wanted you to experience it. You won’t be sorry.”

  Once Mason finally tried it she closed her eyes at the great taste, and when she opened them the woman had disappeared without saying another word. She wasn’t wild about curry, but this stuff was phenomenal.

  “You like?” the waiter asked, chancing an appearance.

  “Yes, thank you.” She took another bite. “Does that woman work here?”

  “She’s your friend,” the man said, bowing slightly before taking off.

  Mason paused before swallowing. It wasn’t often random strangers ordered dinner for her. Hopefully she wasn’t going to wake up bound and gagged in the trunk of a car later. “At least my last meal will be good.”

  ***

  “Jude!” One of the young men in Dr. Jude Graham’s party called out from the golf cart the staff used around the resort. “You want to join us for drinks?”

  “Maybe tomorrow, but thank you.” She walked to her villa and stripped so she could get into her bathing suit. The pool had been closed for hours, but the staff rarely locked the doors. Of all the places she’d ever traveled, this property was one of her favorites.

  One of the most beautiful parts of the landscape was the rice fields that local farmers tended to, and the harvested crops were served in the restaurants. That’s where she’d seen the tall, somewhat nerdy woman who was the most boring eater she’d ever come across. Someone who could eat the same thing every day would do well in captivity.

  She did look cute in the waders up to her armpits as she went around with the farmers talking rather animatedly about rice. To each his own. She dropped her robe, along with the bikini, since the pool was blessedly dark and empty of guests.

  The water was cool and refreshing, which was a nice contrast to the heat of Thailand in August, even this far north. Jude was about halfway across when someone ran into her swimming under the water. Her self-defense classes kicked in and she reached down and put the pervert in a headlock.

  “Hey,” the person said, their voice a strangled gurgle from the hold she had on them. “Sorry, I didn’t see you.”

  She finally recognized the voice and let go so she could see if she was right. It was the boring eating rice expert. “What are you doing here?”

  “Swimming,” the woman said, still coughing from the attack. “And should I mention I was here first?”

  Even in low, almost nonexistent lighting her groper had a fantastic body, even with the one-piece suit on. “I’m sorry, I thought you saw me get in naked and wanted to cop a feel.”

  “Cop a—” The woman glanced down, then immediately looked skyward. “You’re naked.”

  Jude laughed at the high-pitched observation. “Come on, skinny-dipping is good for the soul.” She wasn’t going to get her new friend to lower her head without some incentive, so it was time to provide some. “You don’t like to indulge?” she asked, placing her hands on the woman’s broad shoulders. It was fascinating to feel them go from cool to hot, and the only explanation was a full body blush. Those were rare once you were older than twelve.

  “Not in a public pool.” The woman would eventually get a crick in her neck if she didn’t lower it, but it was chivalrous, in a way. “Someone might see.”

  “True, but she’d have to lower her head first.” Jude didn’t get any reaction. Not that she was vain, but getting admiring glances and outright stares because of her body was something she was used to. “Are you going to lower your head, Clueless?”

  “You’re naked,” Clueless said, taking a deep breath as if Jude hadn’t understood her the first time she’d said it.

  “What gave it away?” Jude asked, trailing her fingertips down to lift one of Clueless’s hands to her breast. “This? Or,” she took the other one and put it between her legs, “this?”

  “Uh, what are you doing?” Clueless asked, but her hands stayed where Jude had put them.

  “I’m sure there’s got to be some birds and bees involved with the growing of rice,” she said, rocking her hips a little and biting her bottom lip. Was it wrong she was this turned on this fast? “Don’t move.” She rocked her hips faster and harder until she either had to stop or come. Clueless wasn’t getting off that easy, even if it was Jude who needed to get off.

  Clueless’s eyes widened when she stopped. “What’s wrong?”

  “Not lowering your head before you got a free feel is what’s wrong.” It was painful but she took a couple of steps back, swam to the edge, and got out. “Let’s hope you’re not a slow learner.”

  ***

  Mason ordered her usual breakfast and took her notes out to check the progress of the organic rice they were putting in. She stopped when the waiter from the night before stood by her table. He placed a bowl of what looked like noodle soup and some other stir-fried things in front of her and smiled. It didn’t at all look like the continental breakfast she’d gone with.

  “Must you don the waders today?” the blonde asked from behind her. Mason knew it was her and the warm breath in her ear was making her nuts, since only death would make her forget the thought of having her hands on this woman.

  “Why?”

  “Clueless, you sure ask plenty of questions. What you should be doing is speeding up that learning curve and planning an exciting day.” The woman handed her a card and left. It wasn’t until she was gone that Mason realized she’d bent her spoon in half.

  “Pretty lady,” the waiter said, handing her another one.

  “Uh huh,” she said mechanically, before glancing at the card.

  Hand this to the driver outside.

  Obviously, the guy knew where he was supposed to go when Mason did just that and ended up at the Elephant Nature Park. She wasn’t one for touristy things, but she followed the young man, who spoke no English except for the words “you come.”

 
; He led her to an elephant waiting with the front part of his body lowered, and she hesitated. The slow learner comment was like a dare she couldn’t resist, so she climbed on. It was a twenty-minute ride up the side of the mountain to a grassy, tree-lined area and her ride promptly dropped her off and left.

  “You’re coming back, right?” she yelled to the waving and smiling man.

  Her jaw clicked shut when she felt a smaller hand slip into hers, and she obediently fell into line behind her guide. The trail they followed was relatively flat, so she spent more time admiring the blonde’s ass than her surroundings, but in her defense no one who looked that good in shorts could complain about the open ogling.

  They stopped at a blanket, and below them was a small, grazing herd of elephants. While she enjoyed the sight she didn’t see every day, her shorts dropping to her ankles demanded all her attention.

  “Sit,” the woman said. “Sound really carries up here.”

  “What?” she asked as the woman knelt, taking her underwear down with her. All she had time to do was glance down when the woman pushed her onto her back and put her mouth on her.

  It was really amazing how confusion could give way to total abandon, and the top of her head was tingling from having her clit teased relentlessly by a very talented tongue. She put her hands on the back of the woman’s head, and the tongue went away.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “You think after you didn’t lower your head and didn’t make any kind of move last night that you get to touch today? Think again, Clueless.” The blonde’s chin was wet and Mason frantically thought of how to get her to go back to where she was. “Lie back, and if you come before I tell you to, the only thing tickling your ass will be all those rice shoots. Understand?”

  “Yes, ma’am,” she said, thinking it probably wasn’t a good time to ask her name or introduce herself.

  Her tormentor started slow, circling the tip of her tongue around her now painfully hard clit but not touching it. Mason remembered the rules and kept her hands at her sides and came close to sobbing when the strokes changed abruptly and flicked hard before the blonde sucked her in. The woman’s magical mouth went from using her tongue in every position she could contort it into, to sucking until Mason thought it’d take getting knocked out cold not to come.

  “Tell me, Clueless, what do you want more than anything right now?” The blonde flattened her tongue and moved it from the base of her clit with enough pressure to make the muscles in Mason’s thighs tighten to the point of risking a cramp. “Think before you open that mouth.”

  “I want to finish what you started last night.” She tried backing up a little in order not to breaking the rules by coming.

  “So close,” the woman said.

  The word fuck exploded in Mason’s head. A wrong answer meant the woman would stop.

  “That’s what I want, so you’ll have to settle for this.” The woman pinched her clit and used her tongue to bring Mason to the point of begging. “Come for me, Clueless.”

  The woman sucked her in and used her tongue again to get her off to an orgasm that made her think her heart would stop. When she became aware of her surroundings she was alone. In the grassy area, the blonde seemed to be performing an exam on one of the elephants and was getting plenty of love from the big animal in return.

  “Great, he gets to touch you, but I can’t,” she mumbled as she got dressed.

  “You come.”

  She heard the voice call from below, her signal that her ride was back. “Thanks, but if I come like that again, I might break something.”

  ***

  Jude pointed to a few things on the menu, smiling to see Clueless not bothering to order even though she’d been sitting there for five minutes not complaining about her white wine instead of her usual Diet Coke. The rice shoots were probably getting lonely after she’d sent Clueless to every tourist must-see location in Chiang Mai in the last four days, including a visit to the tiger habitat. The memory of the rice expert’s expression when she was going into the enclosure with the big cats was priceless, but she’d done it since Jude had rewarded her after each excursion she completed.

  She made sure her sundress was sitting right when she walked across the open air restaurant, and she enjoyed the way Clueless’s eyes never left her. So far Clueless had been good about keeping her hands to herself, and it deserved the ultimate reward.

  “Are you having a good time?” she asked, smiling when Clueless stood and helped her into her seat. She genuinely seemed happy to see Jude. Of course, with the amount of oral sex Clueless had gotten recently, she’d be happy to see her too.

  “Yes, ma’am, thank you.”

  The waiter poured the wine Jude loved, and she held her glass up. “Good. Here’s to following the rules and knowing when to break them.” They spent the rest of the meal talking about the wonders of rice and the best planting techniques, and Clueless did a good job answering all her questions even though Jude spent the night running her bare foot up Clueless’s leg. “Want to go on an adventure with me instead of having dessert?”

  “Yes, ma’am, thank you.”

  “That’s what I like about you, Clueless. Your learning curve is starting to flatten out.”

  She almost laughed thirty minutes later when the rice expert looked like it’d take prying her out of the car to make her leave the back seat. The club was the very definition of nondescript and the thuggish guys guarding the door were intimidating, but this was one of those experiences you’d never see anywhere else.

  Jude got them a front row seat by the small stage and placed her hand on Clueless’s thigh. The first performer danced a bit before pulling what seemed like twenty yards of ribbon out of her vagina, making Clueless crinkle her forehead in confusion, though she stayed quiet. The next few women did the same kind of thing, but the woman who closed out the hour managed to shoot balloons out of the air using a bamboo reed, small darts, and her pussy.

  “How is that even possible?” Clueless asked.

  “I’m not sure, but her Kegel exercise routine must be intense.” Jude slid her hand up Clueless’s inner thigh. “Or maybe some pussies are more magical than others.”

  “Can you do that?”

  “Are you sure you want to know?” she asked, squeezing hard enough for Clueless to stop breathing. “Or should I ask if you can handle it?”

  “Only one way to find out,” her friend said, holding up her hand. “Check, please.”

  ***

  Mason walked the blonde to her villa that overlooked the rice fields and opened the doors to her lanai. Since she was here to work they’d given her one of the premium rooms that afforded a bit more privacy.

  Very cautiously she lifted her hand and lowered one of the straps on the dress the blonde was wearing. Getting no reprimand, she lowered the other one and the garment fell to the ground. Her breasts were, in Mason’s opinion, perfection and thankfully not covered by a bra. Mason circled her and looked at the equally spectacular ass on full display thanks to the white lace thong.

  Maybe the farmers were right and there were rice gods, but in her case they’d delivered this gorgeous woman, who appeared peeved she wasn’t touching her yet. “You aren’t going to put me in a headlock if I touch you, right,” she asked as the blonde started unbuttoning her shirt.

  “You’ve been really good this week, and since you’re not staring at the ceiling I thought I’d give you a second chance.”

  Mason’s belt came undone and was out of the loops with one quick yank, followed by her pants hitting the floor.

  “So, Clueless, what do you want more than anything right now?” The blonde folded her belt in half and used it to smack her across the ass. The lash stung like hell, but she wasn’t about to admit that the pain had settled firmly in her clit.

  Her nice bed was in the next room, but she figured her blonde exhibitionist wanted something more than her boring but beautiful bedroom, so she picked her up, threw her over her shoulder,
and placed her on the hanging bed outside.

  “Sound really carries out here,” she said as she spread the blonde’s legs, ripped her panties off, and kissed her sex.

  “What?” the blonde asked, tugging hard on Mason’s ear when she moved to sit up.

  There’d have to be some revisions to these rules. Mason reached up and threaded her fingers with the blonde’s before finding her other hand and doing the same thing. The minor restraint gave her the freedom to enjoy all the things she’d been wanting to do.

  “You’re wet,” Mason said, while trying not to say any more inanely stupid things. “You don’t have any darts in there, do you?” she couldn’t help asking as she lay on her stomach.

  “I might load up if you don’t speed up a bit.”

  To knock her bedmate off her game and make her lose some of that control, Mason sucked her in and kept at it until she tried to pull her hand free. Mason could tell she was close, so she stopped and crawled up, careful to keep her weight off the petite body.

  “Why’d you stop?” She placed her feet on the bed and lifted her hips as if trying to press her sex to some part of Mason’s body to relieve the pain she was in. “You’re not a tease, are you?”

  “I’m not a tease, but I had to come up here and kiss you.” She lowered her head and smiled when the blonde, now that her hands were free, put them behind Mason’s neck. They kissed and Mason came close to laughing when her hair was pulled—hard.

  “There’s a time for romance, baby, and then there’s a time to fuck a girl. What time do you think it is right now?”

  “You come before I tell you—” She tried to deliver the same ultimatum the blonde had on the first day and stopped when her nipple was pinched painfully.