Snippet Sunday: Odalisque

My goodness, I don’t think I’ve featured Odalisque yet in my Snippet Sundays. Odalisque was inspired one day when I was browsing  Fetlife.com and came across a group devoted to the Code d’Odalisque. Odalisques are female sexual slaves, and I thought if there was ever a great premise for an erotic romance, that was it!

The Code isn’t real, of course. It’s more of a kinky sexy thing, but boy, it’s fun for the people who are into it. In real life, of course, we don’t want women giving up everything to live as sex slaves to men, but for purposes of getting your kink on, it can be pretty hot. In this scene, Mason has just told his friend Kai about an encounter with an odalisque at a sex party, and he’s trying to convince Kai (our hero) that he needs to get an odalisque.

Kai pushed his plate away. “Well, thanks for the most arousing and utterly ridiculous conversation of my life. If nothing else, this would make a great movie plot, this whole odalisque thing. You should pitch it to your director friends.”

     “You want the guy’s card? The odalisque agent? I forcibly removed it from Jess.”

     “No, I really don’t.”

     “It’s right in my wallet.” Mason reached for his back pocket and somehow Kai couldn’t summon the impulse to shake his head. Mason fished out the embossed ivory rectangle and held it across the table.

     “I’m not taking it.”

     “Take it. I don’t want to argue with Jess about it anymore.”

     Kai swiped it from his fingers and looked down at the card’s tasteful, subtle design. Maison Odalisque, Agt. Sebastien Gaudet, and a phone number. “He doesn’t have email? A website?”

     Mason chuckled. “These kinds of arrangements don’t take place over the Internet. If you aren’t rich enough to get on your personal jet and fly to see Monsieur Gaudet face-to-face, you aren’t rich enough for one of these odalisques.”

     Kai tried to bite his tongue, but the question burst forth anyway. “How much? How much did your sheik pay?”

     “The math is straightforward, my friend. One flat mil a year. One million for a willing, horny, erotically trained cockslave at your beck and call for three hundred and sixty-five days.”

     Kai smiled. “A bargain.”

     “I think so,” said Mason, looking down at his phone. Kai could see his friend’s sex-siren wife on the phone’s display background. “I happen to think there’s no price too high to pay for sexual contentment. Sexual adventure, even.” Mason looked back up with a grin. “Life is short, don’t you think?”

Oh, that Mason Cooke, always stirring up trouble. But luckily he does convince Kai to go to France and procure an odalisque. And what happens then? Well, you have to read it to find out. Click the cover below to learn more about Odalisque and find buy links!