The Devil Is In The Details – Part 2

"This wasn't surrender. It was sacrament."

TWOHer chest rose and fell in that broken, uneven way all mortals did, after they’d come hard enough to leave their soul behind.Silence pressed against her ears — sharp, unyielding. The room itself bore witness and waited.Vision bled back into...

Marked By Velvetin – Chapter Three: The Deepening

"A submissive marked, a Mistress unveiled—Trent’s world descends deeper into the ritual fire of surrender."

The mark on his skin had begun to itch.Not a surface-level itch, not something soothed by a scratch—it was a pulse that drummed beneath his flesh, a craving stitched into the sinew of his identity. An ache that whispered with...

The Marking – Chapter Two: The Trial of Silence

"Bound by ritual and darkness, Trent’s submission deepens as Mistress Velvetin tests his silence, devotion, and willingness to surrender all."

The chamber was cloaked in shadows, pierced only by the flickering flames of black candles arranged meticulously around the stone dais. The air hung heavy with the scent of burning cedar and a faint trace of musk—Mistress Velvetin’s signature blend....

Fucking With Art

"Natalia dips her toe in dark magick to manifest a desire."

The moment I step from the cab, it isn’t just my attire that attracts attention. I ooze sexual energy in the Wiccan-style huntress dress, with Grandmother's sixteen-carat garnet pinned close to my heart.As I strut to the curb and along...

Virgin’s Sacrifice

"A virgin offers her body to the villagers in gratitude for a bountiful harvest"

Amidst the endless rows of plump pumpkins, a luscious virgin stood bare and unashamed, offering her body as a symbol of appreciation for the bountiful harvest that had been reaped. Her alabaster skin glistened in the warm autumn sun as...

Harvest

"Nothing beats an orgy to commemorate a bountiful harvest season."

With every sway of their hips while picking pumpkins, the villagers felt a primal desire awaken within them. When the harvest moon's rays bathed their naked bodies, it was time for the sacred ritual. They lay down on a fresh hay bed,...

Sacred Sacrifice

"A virgin's sacrifice for the survival of a coven."

I lie on the stone altar, watching the cauldron's steam rise into the night, the fire warming my bare skin. My sisters chant as the High Priest approaches, his manhood ready to take my virginity—a sacrifice I am willing to make...

The Twins

"Sex with twin sisters? It wasn’t what I’d imagined."

I first met the twins when I started university. Freshers week. We became friends. They were odd looking and wore black clothes, black lip gloss and black eyeliner, but then people had always thought me strange, the way I looked...