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A sequel to Breaking Him In Read the first part of the story here: Breaking Him In Trees blurred past and Nyx sucked their...
A tale of subservience The Auctioneer stands at the podium to read a declaration. “Your attention, please. The Lady Katherine hereby...
Part 3. He hadn’t had a wet dream in years, but images of Ms. Anita with her legs spread for him and...
He looked like a tourist, the blond boy circling the dungeon. His black outfit, paired with a chin-length blond haircut, sculpted cheekbones,...
Master Damien slid his hands under her skirt. He felt the bare skin above her stockings, then he fingered the straps connecting...
And other things not to be ashamed of. Enjoy getting fisted in the ass? Watersports? Missionary? Pssst, here’s a secret that Hollywood doesn’t...
Naked, trembling with anticipation, I attempt to insert my new diamond key into the den’s door. Of course I can’t open...
part fourteen: Epilog Devya looked sheepishly enthusiastic — if such a self-contradicting hybrid state can be said to exist. It had been a year and . . ....
I’m in a hot pink and black silk Agent Provocateur ensemble I purchased. You were beyond miffed I didn’t use the Black...
part thirteen: fully engaged And finally . . . the rings. Where once there had been a single padded platform, like a mobile medical office exam...
