Locked Out, Tied In

"A small-town girl seeks refuge in neighbour's shadowy den, yielding to silken whispers of desire, bound in ecstasy, hungering for the next storm."

I never thought a city like this would swallow me whole so fast. Back in Willow Creek, doors stayed unlocked half the time, and neighbors knew your middle name before you borrowed a cup of sugar. But here in the...

Between Strikes

"The slap of a ruler on her pussy, hard, stinging - then the inevitable wait for the next one."

Time passes. Oh! Doesn't it just.The air, thick with the sound of tick-tocking,And the harsh exhales of breath.Eyes flickering, desperate for light,In the overwhelming darkness.The pull of hands and feet, uselessAgainst the chains of helplessness.She can't touch it, she can't...

Jane’s Happy Endings ch.8

"Unable to keep their hands off each other any longer, the shy masseuse brings the sexy Latina back to the apartment and fucks her HARD"

Jane and Veronica rushed into the apartment, hardly able to keep their hands off each other any longer. Veronica quickly led them into her room and slammed the door shut. They stripped each other down to their thongs and began...

The Alpha’s Claim: Habitat 9

"NYX tracked my hormone spikes like threats; Nora treated them like appointments."

I couldn't halt.My fists punished the bag repeatedly, until my vision blurred around the edges. Each impact sent shockwaves through my bones, granting fleeting clarity before the next surge overwhelmed. The implant blared warnings, heat surging through muscle and metal....

The Claim of the Roses Part 1

"Catherine and Elle push boundaries—marking each other with ink and piercing, blending pain with raw desire in a fierce dance of dominance and surrender"

The dim glow of the tattoo parlor’s neon sign flickered against the rain-streaked windows, casting a sultry crimson hue over the black leather chairs. The air smelled of antiseptic and ink, thick with the hum of the needle gun and...

The Sanctuary And The Canvas

"The final stroke of the whip landed with a flat, echoing crack, not born of rage, but of absolute reverence for the boundary we had both crossed."

The ArrivalElizabeth arrived on a flight from Spain on Sunday afternoon, marking the beginning of a ritual we had anticipated for weeks.I collected her from the airport and drove us immediately away from the city lights, toward the solitude of...