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When Vanessa wrangles an invitation for the maiden voyage of the airship Venus, her intention is to get the billionaire inventor to support her political agenda. Neil Warren has a proposal too, for a company that will make clockwork-driven sex toys. This is an enjoyable steampunk-influenced romp containing intensely graphic sexual language and is strictly suitable for adults only.

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Publié par	Andrews UK
Date de parution	06 août 2020
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781789822601
Langue	English

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Clockwork Toys
Blair Erotica

First published in 2020 by
House of Erotica
www.houseoferoticabooks.com
Digital edition converted and distributed by
Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
Copyright © 2020 Blair Erotica
The right of Blair Erotica to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. Any person who does so may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Chapter 1
Vanessa had no idea how Sue had managed to get them invitations for the maiden voyage of Warren’s newest airship, Venus and didn’t intend to ask. Heralded as a technological marvel that would change international travel, even scientists and politicians had vied for births but somehow Sue managed it.
Vanessa didn’t exactly care that much about the flight itself, but being on board meant she would have a chance to meet and talk to the secretive millionaire inventor. It was an amazing opportunity and a lot was riding on it. Her ideas had met with a great deal of ridicule, but if she could convince this forward-thinking man of the merit of her plan, it could turn things around. She was sure she could make him see the value of imposing a technology tax, with the money invested in charities like Sue’s that ran clinics for the poor. It appalled her that technology seemed to benefit only the rich.
From the beginning they were treated almost as celebrities. She and Sue had been swept from their hotel to the airfield by a liveried chauffeur in the whisper-quiet luxury of a steam-powered limo and delivered to the steps that led to the gondola of the massive airship by a tall and striking black man.
“Hello Sue,” he said in a deep and sonorous voice. He kissed her cheek, then turned to Vanessa. “Welcome to the airship Venus,” he said. Just the sound of his voice made her feel giddy. “I am Jordan Wexler, Mr Warren’s business associate, and friend. He asked me to take you two in hand and see to your comfort.”
As he led them on board, Vanessa decided that she didn’t mind him taking her in hand at all, and was certain he could provide more than a little comfort.
“Jordan is the man to thank for getting us the invitation,” Sue said.
“It was my pleasure,” he said. “Neil and I have great admiration for your clinics and the work you do, Sue.”
Seeing the look in Sue’s eye when she looked at him gave Vanessa a clue as to how her girlfriend had gotten them invitations.
Jordan smiled at them. “We were delighted you wanted to join us Sue, and when you mentioned that Miss Casewell would accompany you, we couldn’t have been more pleased.”
Vanessa started. Although she’d been quite public in promoting her plan, it surprised her that these men knew anything about her.
He led them through narrow passageways to a sparkling stateroom with a huge bed. The large and comfortable room surprised and delighted Vanessa. A large porthole let in light and she noted it angled down to provide a view of the ground below. Even at rest, with the ship tethered to the ground, they seemed quite high.
A crewman came in and put Vanessa’s suitcase on a stand by the bed. As he left, Jordan went to a door and opened it, showing them an identical stateroom next door. Sue’s suitcase sat bed the bed in that room. “This door provides privacy when you wish it,” he said. He consulted his watch. “I’m afraid I have to scoot along and meet other people. Neil intends to give you a personal tour of the ship once we are under way,” he said. “He wanted to greet you himself, but as the designer of the ship’s propulsion system, he involves himself intimately with last minute details and checks to ensure our comfort and safety.”
“Of course,” Sue said.
“Go ahead and settle in. We will be ascending soon for our departure from Madrid.”
“And we go non-stop all the way from Madrid to Bangkok?” Sue asked.
He nodded. “That’s right. Neil is trying to make a point, so we will make the trip as quickly as possible. If our demonstration flight interests a company in commissioning a ship for commercial use, then it would likely stop at several major cities en route. First we have to prove her viability, show that she will be quick, comfortable and reliable over such a distance.” He smiled. “I think it will be a rather easy test for her.”
When he left, Vanessa found the room suddenly felt empty. Yes, she told herself, Jordan Wexler is quite a man. She looked forward to seeing more of him on the trip. She would have to see how just how proprietary Sue felt toward him.
Sue went into her cabin to unpack leaving Vanessa to take a closer room at the lovely room and its impeccable appointments. She decided the room was seductive. It wrapped you in sensual comfort and enticed you to stay in it. With the right man she could see never leaving it.
“Hey Van,” Sue called through the open connecting door. “Would you mind if we swapped rooms?”
The question surprised her. “I guess not. What’s wrong with yours?” Vanessa asked.
“I think it’s backward,” she said laughing. She came in and looked around at Vanessa’s room. “These two rooms are mirror images of each other; for some reason the other one makes me feel funny. This one feels better.”
Although she was sure that Jordan affected them both more than the room, Vanessa agreed. She closed her suitcase and traded door keys with her friend.
“Thanks,” Sue said. “I’m being silly, I know, but then you know I’m a silly person sometimes.”
“It’s fine,” Vanessa told her as she took her bag in the other room. “I actually like this room better.” It was true. There was something about the room that felt right. She wondered if it was the same something that made it feel wrong to Sue.
“Do you want to take a look around after we unpack?” Vanessa asked.
“No. I want to go to the lounge.” She grinned sheepishly. “Jordan gave me a few names of some rich men who are on this trip who might be convinced to support my clinics. I see no reason to waste time in hunting them down.”
Vanessa grinned. Although she was a top fund raiser, she knew that when Sue was on the prowl it was often for more than donations. “Of course you’ll start with the ones who are both rich and attractive,” Vanessa laughed.
“Well a girl has to prioritise. How about you?”
Vanessa suddenly felt lazy. “I might just take a nap.”
“See you for dinner then,” Sue said and shut the door.

Chapter 2
Vanessa slowly unpacked her things, putting them away in dresser drawers lined with cedar. Then she undressed and put her travel clothes away. A soft cashmere robe hung in the closet with a note saying that it was a gift. An elegant touch, she thought, as she slipped into it, feeling the luxurious caress of the supple fabric on her bare skin. Not as arousing as the touch of a lover, but not bad, she thought.
She had noticed a wet bar near the porthole and she went to it and poured herself a drink. She took it to the viewport and sipped it as she watched workers checking and double checking things on the ground below.
The idea of a nap called strongly. She grabbed her empty suitcase from the bed and was stuffing it in the closet when she heard a knock on the door.
She opened it to find Jordan.
“Hello,” she said. Then, noting his surprised look, she felt awkward.