Our Perfect Sin; An MMM Obsessive Tale
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Cassian rammed in asking, "whose idea was this? To provoke me to fuck you? Who spiked my drink?" as Cassian asked he brought his palm down repeatedly on Orion's ass. Tears filled the boy's eyes and moans from Azriel and Orion echoed. "whose idea was it," Cassian growled. "nobody's" Orion moaned. Cassian reached around holding the base of Orion's cock. Stopping his orgasm but still kept pounding.
Till Orion cried frantically, “me Daddy, I did, fuck!!!" Cassian laughed sadistically and said, “then you should bear the consequence of your actions. I'll fuck you till the drugs wear off. It's gonna be a long night"
Cassian Blackwood ruled an empire… until the boys he raised returned.
Azriel and Orion don’t see him as a father, they see him as their property. Every move, every breath, every desire belongs to them. His mother, his friends, even his own body are pawns in their obsession.
And Cassian isn’t fully himself. Lucien, his hidden other, emerges when he’s cornered… giving the boys everything they crave. And eventually push Cassian to the back of the mind.
In this world, love is control, obsession is power, and freedom is an illusion. Some sins are inherited. Some are created. Some… can never be escaped.
Our Perfect Sin: an intense, dark MM erotic tale of possession, desire, and destruction.
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Chapter: Chapter 4Cassian woke to the cold bite of metal against his wrists and ankles. His head rested heavily on the pillow, eyes blinking against the morning light, hands straining at the chains. Panic rose in his chest before his mind could catch up, he was chained to the bed. The soft click of the door opening made him freeze. Azriel and Orion stepped in, carrying a tray of breakfast. The twins moved with quietly with smiles og their faces, placing the food carefully beside him. Their eyes never left his. “What… what is the meaning of this?” Cassian demanded, voice rough with sleep and agitation. Azriel smiled faintly, tilting the tray. “We just went out to make breakfast for you,” he said, calm, almost casual. “I know you made breakfast, I can see it, but...” Cassian growled, struggling harder against the chains. “But why am I chained to the bed? My legs, my hands—why?” Orion knelt beside him, brushing a lock of damp hair from his forehead. “Calm down,” he murmured. “We just wanted to m
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Chapter: Chapter 3Azriel goes to loosen the ropes from Cassian, not without saying, “Daddy, promise not to get mad or get physical after we let you free,” Cassian doesn't respond he just nods his head grimly. As Azriel went to loosen the ropes, he first kissed Cassian, plunging his tongue into Cassian's mouth moaning. The bound man bit on Azriel's lip fiercely drawing blood but that only seemed to entice the younger man the more. Orion called his brother back to other, “loosen Daddy, perv, so we can get his something to eat. Just as Azriel cut the ropes, Cassian lunged forward and grabbed Orion's neck lifting him up. Orion choked and turned red, his veins popping through his skin. Cassian assumed he was once in control but his bubble bursted when he head Orion moan and noticed that the man in his chokehold was aroused, his cock bulging through his pants, rubbing against Cassian who leaned into Orion inn the process of choking him. Cassian let Orion go as he stumbled backwards, from what seemed like sh
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Chapter: Chapter 2The PastAs Cassian sat there, still coming down from the high of the orgasm, bound and exposed, the present blurred into fragments of the past. The pressure of Orion's hand on his cock began again, more painful than the last, stroking slowly, deliberately, pulled at those old threads, forcing him to remember. It started with the chaos of that gang war, years ago, when he was still building his empire after taking over from his mother due to her poor health. He was twenty three then, a ruthless force known as Mammon, carving out territory in the city's underbelly with fists, knives and bullets. The air had smelled heavily of gunpowder and blood that night, the streets littered with the bodies of rivals and innocents alike.He had been scouting an abandoned warehouse, his men scattered around the perimeter, when the explosion ripped through the building. Debris flew everywhere, chunks of concrete and metal raining down like judgment. Cassian ducked behind a rusted car, his heart
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Chapter: Chapter 1Cassian jerked awake to the ropes digging into his arms, yanking his arms back against a rough wooden chair. His heart slammed in his chest, panic exploding through him, no slow drag from sleep, just raw terror, and ankles tied with bindings that spread his legs wide, leaving him exposed in nothing but sweatpants.He thrashed hard, muscles bulging, chair scraping the floor with a screech. Pain lanced up his arms, ropes tearing his skin, and hot blood trickling down. "What the fuck?" he snarled, voice gravel rough. Last night: 'he had locked the doors to his quarters, the guards had been on patrol, No breaches or warning from the security system. So how the fuck is he tied up to a fucking chair. So impossible.' he thought.The room reeked of old wood, leather, and that metallic tang of blood, his now, or someone else's stain from before. This had to be his basement, it seems familiar. Shadows danced slightly under dim lights, closing in."Easy," a voice sliced the air, calm a
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Sacred Sins; A Dark Erotica Tale
"Cum now, princess." Zeke ordered as he flicked open the lock on the cock cage around Eli's cock and his body convulsed as the long-denied orgasm tore through him.
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“I need you to—fuck—I need you to hurt me.”
There. The silence came. Not shameful. Not violent. Just truth.
Zeke ripped the shirt from Eli’s back. calculated. His belt snapped once. Eli flinched, eyes wild.
“You don't get color,” Zeke said flatly. “You say red, I won't stop. And until I'm sure you're tamed, I don’t care if you beg. You wanted to feel something? You’re going to feel everything.”
The first crack of the belt made Eli jolt. The second had him gasping.
By the fifth, he was moaning.
By the seventh, he whispered Zeke’s name like a prayer.
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Two lovers. Then three. Eventually four. A relationship built on dominance, obsession, and unrestrained desire.
No contracts. No safe words. No rules—just raw, brutal fucking. A war of ownership. A battle for control. A dangerous game that turns a dominant into a trembling switch under the right hands.
What happens when a dominant with a submissive lover becomes the fixation of another dominant—one with darkness in his veins and sadism in his smile?
What happens when the confident, untouchable dom unravels, his hidden masochism dragged to the surface by the only man ruthless enough to tame him?
What happens when a discarded, shame-soaked nymph, branded an abomination by her family, falls into the hands of three lovers who have no intention of letting her go—who will worship, ruin her, and show her that her hunger isn't sin... it's survival?
A twisted journey of control, obsession, and raw desire—unfolding across three sinful tales:
Loved in the Dark. Fucked into Obedience. Seduction and Sin.
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Chapter: Seduction and Sin: Chapter 118They unstrapped Eli from the position he was in and out him over the bench, where Zeke wasted no time ramming into Eli who moaned and begged in between, “gods, more... stretch me nnnnggghhh,” Zeke enjoyed the position Eli was in, helpless and in the dark about what was being done to his ass. Zeke slapped Eli's ass with his palm, then spreading Eli's butt cheeks, seeing the gape around his thick cock. Pride filled Zeke at that fact that only he could reduce Eli to a wanton mess. Damien raised Eli's head and shoved his cock down Eli's throat, giving no room for adjustment as he began thrusting. Eli tried to move away but Damien slapped him hard, “shut up slut, and be useful. I don't want to feel your teeth you hear me?” Their assault stretched into hours, their aphrodisiac-fueled stamina turning them into relentless machines. Eli's belly bloated from endless cum loads, sloshing with every brutal thrust. The air reeked of sweat, lube, and raw sex, thick and heady, making their cocks throb
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Chapter: Seduction and Sin: Chapter 117They took a break for about a week after that intense orgy. Everyone needed time to recover. Work piled up for all of them. Zeke buried himself in office calls and reports. Noni handled his security of shipments, coming home dusty and tired. Damien coded late into the nights, eyes red from screens. Delilah managed Eli and Zeke's schedule. Eli was back at the company accounting and still auditing for Zeke illegal business. His ass still tender under his pants. Their evenings were soft, light kisses in the kitchen. Hugs that lingered, bodies pressed close without pushing further. Cuddles on the couch, Eli's head on Zeke's chest, fingers tracing the tattoos. Non-penetrative sex kept the fire simmering. Dry humping till they both came in pants. Handjobs slow and teasing. Mouths on Delilah's tits and each other's necks. Fingers circling holes but never entering. They slept tangled, breaths syncing, no one demanding more. They all felt cherished, safe. The break healed bruises, rebuilt en
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Chapter: Seduction and Sin: Chapter 116Later that day, Noni stirred first in the dungeon heap. Blinking his sticky eyes open. Cum crust on his chest. Damien woke next, groaning as he shifted, his ass sore. Delilah yawned, tits heaving, pussy lips puffy. They untangled slow, naked bodies sliding apart. As they all walked out rubbing their eyes, cocks and tits swinging free. Once the kitchen hit them, the smell of cold pasta and chicken mixed with fresh cum stink. There sat Zeke, naked on a sofa, legs spread wide. Eli sprawled naked partially on his body to the rest of the sofa, dazed out, eyes glassy in deep subspace. His ass up, cheeks spread natural. Prolapse poked out, thick pink tube, few inches of inside-out flesh, bruised red, coated in drying cum globs. His hole winking around it, leaking slow white rivers down his taint to balls. Noni froze, then stepped close. Reaching out his fingers to trace the prolapse edge light. Soft touch on raw nerves. Eli whimpered high, body twitch. Mewled like a kitten, hips buck sli
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Chapter: seduction and Sin: Chapter 115 He struggled to chew without gagging and moaning. Eli was about to swallow, Zeke angled himself, raising on of Eli's legs to rest on the counter, causing Eli to choke and cry out, “Drink the juice Eli” Eli obeyed and drank the juice and got himself a bit. Zeke felt it build, balls tightening. "Gonna fill you." Last thrusts savage, hips blurring, ass cheeks rippling from impacts. Roared loud, cock swelled, unloaded. Thick ropes of cum blasted deep, hot jets painting guts white. Pumped till overflowed, creamy mess bubbling out around shaft.He pulled out with a slow pop. Eli's hole gapeda dark pink tunnel, farting cum bubbles. White drops splattered the floor. Eli whined, reached back, bore down hard. Pushed his anus out, his prolapse bloomed like a rose. Inside out flesh, pinkish red tube protruding three inches, coated thick in white cum, glistening wet. Veins pulsed on it, sensitive nerves exposed.Zeke's eyes lit up, cock twitching back to full mast. "Fuck, that's hot. My prolaps
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Chapter: Seduction and Sin:Chapter 114Eli woke up the next day in the big empty bed. Alone. No warm bodies pressed against him. No heavy breathing or sticky skin. Just cold sheets and silence. His ass throbbed hard from two nights ago, Zeke's fists had wrecked him deep, stretching his hole wide open, leaving it raw and gaping. He whimpered, body shaking as tears pricked his eyes. "Where... where are they?" he muttered, voice cracking. He felt so fucking left out, like a kid tossed aside.Barefoot, he stumbled out of the room, cock half.hard from morning wood but ass cheeks clenching in pain with every step. The house was quiet except for distant clangs from the clock across the penthouse. He headed straight to the dungeon door, heart pounding. Pushed it open. The smell hit him first, thick musk of cum, sweat, and pussy juice hanging heavy in the air. There they were: Delilah, Damien, Noni, and Zeke, all tangled up in a naked heap on the filthy floor. Delilah's face crusted with dried cum, tits marked with handprints. Dami
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Chapter: Seduction and Sin: Chapter 113“Strip,” Zeke commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl that echoed off the walls of the dungeon, sending shivers of anticipation and fear through the three of them.They scrambled to obey, their movements frantic and desperate, clothes tearing away in so quick and dropped on the filthy floor. Delilah's skimpy lingerie, already soaked through from the relentless vibrator buzzing against her swollen clit all day, clung wetly to her skin before Zeke's massive hands seized her. His fingers dug into the straps of the device, ripping it free like a mad man. A rip that tore at her tender flesh. She cried out, a sharp yelp of pain and relief mingling as the tormentor was finally exorcised from her dripping cunt. But mercy was a lie; Zeke wasted no second, shoving two thick fingers roughly into her soaking hole, then cramming in a third, stretching her wide. He pumped them hard, knuckles deep, curling to grind against her G spot with brutal focus. “You wanted to cum all day, you filthy slut?
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Tainted Desires; Demons. Darkness. Damnation
He was born in blood, forged in betrayal, and crowned in darkness. She was broken, discarded, and ready to disappear. But when Kane Salvatore, the demon of Beltforte Dominia, drags Castelle Quinn back from the edge, their collision sparks a war. In his arms, she finds her prayers answered—brutal salvation. At her side, he finds freedom from his curse—the peace his demons never let him taste. For Castelle her heart craves darkness, and the demon—Kane— tastes like salvation.
Together, they will burn the world that tried to destroy them — and rise from the ashes, king and queen of ruin.
The only woman he has ever craved to own and possess. The Queen of his heart that satisfies his every need.
"Beautiful," he murmurs. The sight of her—bent over, wrists tied, ass raised, trembling—was a masterpiece.
He nudges her legs further apart, admiring the way she opens for him. She's on full display—raw, submissive, exquisite. He pinched her inner thighs, watching her squirm, feeding on her whimpers.
Then, he strikes.
A sharp slap directly to her swollen clit making her scream. The sound alone could make him cum.
He chuckles darkly. It unsettles her—and that’s exactly the point.
He grabbed the flogger, trailing its strands over her back, down to her legs. With a swift motion, I bring it down hard. The crack fills the room. Her body jolts, red lines blossoming instantly on her skin.
Again on her ass. Again on her clit.
She shatters.
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Chapter: A Year Of LightA year passed.And for once, it was a year without blood.The mansion that had once been a monument to pain now breathed peace.The halls no longer echoed with gunfire or fear — only the gentle chaos of family, laughter, and love.Kaira and Kassia were walking now — twin whirlwinds of mischief and giggles, forever chasing after their brother Cael, who had somehow learned to run before he could even talk.Their laughter filled every corner of the mansion like sunlight.Castelle had insisted on planting white roses in the courtyard — “for peace,” she said. Kane had rolled his eyes but secretly ordered more, until the entire southern garden bloomed in pale petals.Lyra had given birth months earlier to a healthy baby boy and named him Lucian She’d cried when she held him the first time, whispering through her tears, “I don’t deserve him.”Lucien had silenced her with a kiss and said, “You deserve everything.”Matteo and Mason had become the mansion’s unofficial comedians, always bicker
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Chapter: Dawn Of The SalvatoresThe rain came softly that morning, steady and unbroken, as though the sky itself mourned.Everyone stood beneath black umbrellas in the courtyard, faces solemn as the coffins were lowered into the earth. The names etched into the plaques belonged to those who had fallen during Delilah’s last assault — men who had given their lives to defend the Abyss Mansion.Kane stood front and center, his expression carved from stone. Castelle, her rounded belly visible even beneath her dark dress, clutched his arm. When the priest spoke the final words, she lowered her head and whispered a silent prayer, lips trembling.Lucien stood a few feet away, one hand resting protectively on Lyra’s back. Matteo had an arm around Mason, whose face was pale but alive — his laughter, his energy, his fire all dimmed, but his heart still beating.When the last shovel of dirt hit the coffins, the rain eased. No words were said. The family turned away quietly — mourning not just those they buried, but everything t
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Chapter: Ashes And HonorThe sky wept first.A steady, unrelenting rain fell over the courtyard as the black flags of the Salvatore crest fluttered half-mast against the gray dawn. The air was heavy with silence — the kind that pressed on the chest and refused to lift.Rows of coffins lined the courtyard, draped in the family’s sigil: a silver vine intertwined with a burning crown. The scent of wet soil mixed with the faint tang of gunpowder still lingering from the war that had razed the mansion only days before.Kane stood at the front, dressed in black from neck to boots. His expression was unreadable — calm, composed, but the vein at his temple pulsed steadily. Castelle was beside him, her rounded belly visible beneath her black coat, her hand gripping his tightly.Lucien and Matteo stood a few feet behind, both in silent mourning. Rem’s face was hidden under his umbrella, his jaw tight, eyes red but unblinking.The priest’s voice echoed through the rain. “They stood in the shadow of death… and did not f
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Chapter: Ashes And HonorThe sky wept first.A steady, unrelenting rain fell over the courtyard as the black flags of the Salvatore crest fluttered half-mast against the gray dawn. The air was heavy with silence — the kind that pressed on the chest and refused to lift.Rows of coffins lined the courtyard, draped in the family’s sigil: a silver vine intertwined with a burning crown. The scent of wet soil mixed with the faint tang of gunpowder still lingering from the war that had razed the mansion only days before.Kane stood at the front, dressed in black from neck to boots. His expression was unreadable — calm, composed, but the vein at his temple pulsed steadily. Castelle was beside him, her rounded belly visible beneath her black coat, her hand gripping his tightly.Lucien and Matteo stood a few feet behind, both in silent mourning. Rem’s face was hidden under his umbrella, his jaw tight, eyes red but unblinking.The priest’s voice echoed through the rain. “They stood in the shadow of death… and did not f
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Chapter: Fire And BloodThe calm before the storm was deceptive. The mansion which was once a fortress of power and family—had fallen into a lull of false peace. Children’s laughter echoed faintly through the courtyard; Castelle sat by the window, tracing patterns on the fogged glass as rain whispered against the panes.Kane had just left for a strategy meeting with Lucien and Matteo. For the first time in months, there was quiet. Real quiet.Then it came.The alarms.A distant boom shook the earth beneath the mansion, followed by a ripple of shouts. Bullets cracked the air. Windows shattered. The smell of gunpowder invaded every corridor like a ghost of war.Kane’s office doors burst open. Rem stumbled in first, gun drawn.“Breach!” he barked. “They’re inside the south wing—militia, heavily armed. Someone coordinated this from inside!”Lucien’s hand went instantly to his weapon. “Where’s Castelle?”“In her room with Kareen,” Rem replied, voice sharp with panic.Kane’s eyes darkened. The old, dangerous calm
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Chapter: The Alleged CalmThe week after the courtyard gathering, the mansion carried a strange quiet — not heavy, not sad, but full.The healer stayed a few more days, moving through the halls like an unseen guardian. Every morning, she brewed her bitter teas in the kitchen while Mason teased her that she made the house smell “like old trees and forgotten dreams.”She would laugh, shake her head, and tell him, “That’s the smell of healing, little one. Don’t get too used to it — peace never stays forever.”Kane had started sleeping again.Not much — two, maybe three hours a night — but it was something. Castelle noticed the difference in his face: the sharp edges of exhaustion softening into the quiet lines of a man relearning peace.He still woke sometimes drenched in sweat, reaching for her. But now, when his hands trembled, she didn’t stop them. She simply held them still until his breathing evened.“Maybe you’re right,” he murmured one night, voice low against her skin. “Maybe we can have this. A life. Wit
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