"When the tables turn, so do the rules of the game."
The dimly lit bedroom was filled with the soft glow of flickering candles, casting long, dancing shadows on the walls. The air was thick with anticipation and the faint scent of jasmine, a remnant of the incense burned earlier in...
M. Thinks I went a bit too far with this one and he would never ever treat me like this. Challenge accepted I say. He clearly doesn’t know what he got himself into when he chatted me up a few...
"When Helen makes a naughty offer, she didn't expect Carrie to take her up on it. Or did she?"
The ingredients were all there, I swear - an artfully decorated buffet overflowing with deliciousness, bottles of champagne and beautiful people in their best age and dressed in their finest clothes, hyped up by the promise of a new year...
"A wicked, beautiful, irresistible stranger turns our heroine's Wednesdays into heaven and hell."
I couldn’t have not noticed her, I realize that in hindsight. The moment my eyes encountered her, though, the fascination acted like a switch to my young brain and disrupted all the circuits but the primal ones. You’d have noticed...
"Jennifer's first day working for Mr. Bellfort starts with a bang, and some roles are established."
The verbal struggle with John, my boss, was short but heated. It ended with my threat to saddle my horses and ride away with my clients in tow, which left him no other choice than to assign my upcoming sales...
"Jennifer's day at the company turns out quite different and rather revealing."
The next morning dawned far too early, but I couldn’t keep the smile from my lips when sticky fluids on my body confirmed that this had not been a dream. There was this urge to whistle a tune while I...
"Lisa's teasing continues, and Helen falls even harder for her sweet, manipulative neighbor"
“Are you horny?” Helen’s eyes went wide in embarrassment, and even though her insides vibrated with need while the words resonated in her mind, she shook her head. “Don’t lie to me!” Lisa snapped, hard lines forming around her eyes....
"Abelia the daughter of a Roman aristocrat, visits the cell of a champion gladiator after the games"
“Gladiator, step to the back of the cell…..you have a visitor,” the old gravelled voice of the guard echoes along the narrow tunnels dug out from the rock beneath the arena. The clang of metal reverberates off the walls as...
