Chapter: A STEP DAD AND HIS STEP DAUGHTER( THREESOME)The house was quiet that Saturday afternoon in early summer, the kind of lazy heat that made the air feel thick and slow. Sarah’s mom had left for her weekend conference in Chicago, kissing both of them goodbye with the usual reminders about groceries and locking up. She’d been gone less than an hour when Sarah—eighteen, freshly graduated, long dark hair still damp from the pool—wandered into the living room in nothing but a tiny yellow bikini and an oversized hoodie that barely covered her ass.Her best friend, Lily, trailed behind her—same age, blonde waves, freckles across her nose and chest, wearing a black one-piece that hugged every curve like it was painted on. They’d spent the morning swimming, laughing, splashing each other until their skin pruned and their suits clung transparently in places.Mark—forty-two, Sarah’s stepdad since she was twelve—sat on the sectional with a beer in one hand and his phone in the other, scrolling mindlessly. He’d watched them from the kitchen wi
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Chapter: NURSING ZEANThe apartment smelled faintly of motor oil and fresh coffee, the kind of lived-in scent that clung to Zean’s clothes after long days fixing units for people who couldn’t afford downtime in this heat. The wall AC was gutted—wires spilling like entrails, compressor panel open on the floor—and the room felt like the inside of an oven despite the two box fans wheezing in opposite corners.Lena stood just inside the doorway, one hand braced on the frame, the other cradling the back of her four-month-old daughter’s head through the soft carrier sling. The baby—tiny, milk-drunk, finally asleep after an hour of fretful rooting—was pressed warm against her chest. Lena’s nursing tank was pale gray, thin cotton darkened in two wide, irregular circles over her nipples. The fabric clung wetly, outlining the wide, dark areolas beneath and the stiff peaks that refused to soften.She was twenty-six, body still lush from pregnancy: fuller hips, softer belly, breasts swollen and heavy with milk that ha
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Chapter: PUNISHMENT FOR MASTURBATIONThe lecture hall had emptied by 3:15 p.m., leaving only the faint echo of footsteps in the corridor and the low hum of the overhead projector cooling down. Professor Adrian Voss remained at the front, pretending to organize his notes while the last stragglers filed out. He’d noticed her during the final twenty minutes of class—third row, left side, navy skirt hiked slightly higher than necessary, knees parted just enough under the flip-down desk.Her name was Elise Moreau. Twenty, sophomore literature major, chestnut hair usually pinned back but today loose and slightly mussed. She’d been one of his better students—sharp essays, quiet confidence in seminar—but today her focus had fractured. He’d caught the subtle rocking of her hips, the way her right hand had disappeared beneath the desk edge, the faint flush creeping up her neck when their eyes met for half a second during his discussion of Lolita’s unreliable narration.She hadn’t stopped.He’d let her finish—quietly, discreetly—wh
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Chapter: POOL THREESOMEThe late afternoon sun hung low over the private resort pool, casting a golden shimmer across the water like molten honey. The air was thick with the scent of chlorine, sunscreen, and blooming jasmine from the nearby hedges. It was midweek, and the place was deserted—most guests off on excursions or lounging in their suites. That suited Mia and Zoe just fine. They’d come here for a weekend getaway, a chance to escape the grind of city life and indulge in the kind of unhurried intimacy that their shared apartment rarely allowed.Mia was twenty-four, with sun-kissed olive skin, long raven hair tied into a messy bun, and a body honed from years of yoga—lean muscles, full breasts straining against her emerald-green bikini top, hips that swayed with effortless grace. She lounged on a padded chaise, one leg dangling off the side, toes skimming the cool tile. Zoe, twenty-three, sat beside her, closer than necessary. Fairer-skinned with freckles dusting her shoulders, short auburn curls frami
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Chapter: LECTURE HALL SEX (LESBIAN P**N)The lecture hall in Emerson Building was packed to capacity that Tuesday morning—120 seats, every one filled for Professor Lang’s 9 a.m. survey of 20th-century American lit. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead. The ancient radiator clanked in the corner. Someone’s phone vibrated insistently two rows back until the owner silenced it. Pages rustled. Pens scratched. The low murmur of half-listening students filled the gaps between the professor’s voice.Row 7, seat 14: Mara Ellis.Twenty-one, junior English major, dark hair in a loose braid over one shoulder, oversized gray hoodie, black leggings, and battered Doc Martens. She sat with her legs crossed at the ankle, notebook open but mostly blank except for a few doodled vines curling around the margins. Her pulse had been racing since she walked in twenty minutes earlier.Directly beneath her desk, hidden by the solid wooden modesty panel and the angle of the tiered seating, was Sage Navarro.Same age, same major, same seminar section th
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Chapter: PROF. ELENA NAVARRO (LESBIAN P**N)The office door clicked shut at 6:42 p.m. on a Thursday in early November. The rest of the humanities building had already gone quiet—most faculty long gone, grad students vanished into the library or bars. Only the emergency lights glowed in the hallway.Professor Elena Navarro turned the deadbolt.Twenty-nine, tenured-track, dark hair pulled into a severe low bun during office hours but now loosened so that thick waves framed her face. Black pencil skirt, cream silk blouse unbuttoned one button lower than regulation, red lipstick still perfect. She looked exactly like the woman who had spent the last semester dismantling bad arguments in seminar with surgical calm.Across the room, sitting on the edge of the visitor chair with knees pressed together, was Riley Kane.Twenty-one. Senior English major. Curly auburn hair spilling over one shoulder, freckles across the bridge of her nose that disappeared under the collar of her oversized university hoodie. Jeans, scuffed white Converse,
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Beneath The Master's Shadows (M×M)
“Mas..ter…pleas…e
Bryce moaned. In pain, accompanied with pleasure.
**
In a world ruled by four supernatural families, pain is power,
and pleasure is often the weapon. Domino, cold-blooded and cursed, leads the most feared family of all. His rule is brutal, his throne unquestioned… until Bryce arrives.
Bryce is no warrior, just a street thief with dangerous secrets and a face too soft for this cruel world. When he forces his way into Dom’s lair, demanding to join the family, no one expects him to survive. But Bryce carries something. Sacred, forbidden, and powerful enough to break curses… even the one Dom bears.
Dom is drawn to Bryce in ways that defy everything he’s known. Their connection is electric, obsessive, and violently tender. As initiation turns to torment and lust gives way to longing, Bryce finds himself unraveling the monster behind the mask, while Dom begins to crave the very boy he once wanted to destroy.
In this dark, twisted tale of dominance, destiny, and devotion, love blooms beneath chains, and salvation comes soaked in blood.
He entered the Master’s house to save himself… but it’s the Master who can’t let him go.
Ler
Chapter: Chapter 29.Draco’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel the moment Dom’s words left his mouth. “To pay Klaus a visit,”His heart sank like it normally did whenever he sensed danger looming around.He dared a glance at the rear-view mirror. Dom sat there, face half-hidden in the shadows of the garage, his jaw locked, his eyes burning with a calm fury that frightened Draco more than any storm of rage could. That expression alone told him what awaited Klaus, and anyone who stood in the way. A bloodbath. Nothing less.And not just a bloodbath, the aftermath of Dom's actions. Was this Bryce boy really worth it?For a fleeting second, Draco thought of speaking, of finding the right words to suggest another way, a less violent way, but the weight of Dom’s gaze in that mirror froze his tongue. The air between them felt heavy, and oppressive, as though the car itself struggled to contain Dom’s anger.With a shallow breath, Draco turned the key. The engine’s growl echoed through the garage, breakin
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Chapter: Chapter 28.Before Bryce could reply, Klaus’s patience snapped like brittle glass. With one violent tug, fabric tore. The sound of Bryce’s clothes ripping apart echoed in the dim chamber, harsh, and final. Shreds fell against his trembling skin, baring him piece by piece to the cold air and to Klaus’s gaze.Bryce tried weakly and desperately to push him back, to clutch at what little dignity he still had, but it was useless. His strength met only Klaus’s iron grip, and every movement made the humiliation sharper.Desire flickered hot in Klaus’s eyes. It was dark and unrestrained. He leaned down, closing the small space between them, his breath hot with the mix of wine and smoke. Bryce turned his head away, but it didn’t matter. Because Klaus found the curve of his neck, pressing his lips there in slow, yet hungry kisses.Each one landed with mocking tenderness, at odds with the violence that had stripped Bryce bare. The contrast made Bryce shudder.“You fight,” Klaus murmured against his skin, li
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Chapter: Chapter 27.The guards dragged Bryce like a sack of grain and flung him into the chamber. His body skidded against the cold floor, skin scraping against stone. The heavy door shut with a thud, bolts sliding into place. Silence followed, broken only by the sound of Bryce’s uneven breathing.The room was dimly lit, shadows clinging to the walls. But even through the haze, Bryce’s eyes caught the figure waiting at the center of it all. His smile spread wide, sickening, and carved with malice and hunger.Bryce’s chest tightened. His legs felt numb beneath him, yet instinct made him recoil, trying to push himself back toward the wall. But there was nowhere to go.Klaus didn’t speak. He didn't need to. His fingers moved to his belt, the metallic clink echoing through the chamber. Each pull of leather dragged Bryce’s mind back to their last encounter, to the torment, to the pain. His stomach turned, his pulse racing so hard he thought it would burst from his throat.“Please…” His voice cracked, weak and
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Chapter: Chapter 26.Draco’s boots clicked against the marble floor as he cut across the hall, his dark gaze fixed on the bar stand. The crowd of nobles barely registered to him; his purpose was clear, and the order rang in his head with weight.Bring me Bryce.When he reached the bar, however, the sight that greeted him only deepened the crease on his brow. Bryce wasn’t there. Instead, a young woman stood behind the counter, fussing with empty glasses. The instant she spotted Draco, her posture shifted. Her back straightened, her lips curved into a practiced smile, and with a subtle, almost unconscious move, she tugged her blouse to sit lower, her boobs pushed up just slightly.“Hi Draco,” she greeted softly, her voice sweetened, eyes tracing him with a flicker of a bold seduction.Draco, however, didn’t so much as blink. His expression remained carved from stone. “Where is Bryce?”The girl faltered, her smile twitching, but then she tilted her head playfully. “Oh, him? He left a little while ago.” She l
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Chapter: Chapter 25.Khalifa could only understand Bryce's fear about master Klaus, but couldn't understand the fear he had for Master Derick. But he didn't pressure Bryce, “No need to worry, no master can harm another student within his own family walls…not to dare think of attacking Master Dom's student,” he said those words, patting Bryce's hair. And truly, it was enough to soothe Bryce's fears for the upcoming election.**The day of the elections arrived with an unusual heaviness in the air. The great hall shimmered with golden chandeliers and velvet drapes, laughter and chatter spilling from the mouths of nobles and masters alike. Bryce had been assigned as one of the bartenders for the night, and though his hands moved deftly from glass to bottle, pouring wines and mixing cocktails, his mind was far from steady.Every second, his eyes darted across the hall, scanning faces, searching for two shadows that haunted him more than any dream. Master Derick and Master Klaus. He still had Khalifa's words
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Chapter: Chapter 24.His eyes were shut tightly, mouth parted slightly, the wave of pleasure from Bryce's mouth on his cock, overwhelming him.Bryce took a glimpse at him, his right hand still stroking Dom's cock and his mouth doing justice to his tip, he got the answer he needed. At least, he was doing it right now.But then Dom pulled his cock off his mouth, “get to the bed,” his voice was hoarse and low. Laced with unquenched desires and command. Before Bryce could get his clothes off his body, he got scooped up in a bridal style, and before he could question why, Dom had placed him in the position he wanted. His ass up, and face down to the sheet. And though his ass was up, he could feel Dom's boner resting against his hole.He felt his hole being teased by Dom’s tip, who groaned silently before forcing his whole length into his hole. A whimper escaped Bryce's lip, followed by a soft moan. Then Dom took it out again, rubbing his cock skin against Bryce's entrance, he plunged it into him again. This ti
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Chapter: Chapter 36.The world tilted. Drake’s heart slammed against his ribs, his body caught between disbelief and something dangerously close to hope.He let out a nervous laugh instead, the kind that scratched against his own throat. “ I should be…your..boyfriend? Like we should be dating? That’s… that’s ridiculous,” he stammered, the words tumbling over themselves in an awkward rush. He expected Miguel to laugh too, to shrug it off as some reckless joke born out of late-night teasing and too much honesty.But Miguel wasn’t laughing.When Drake finally dared to look up, he found those sharp eyes fixed directly on him, unwavering, and unreadable yet so intent it made his stomach tighten. Miguel wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t teasing. He was staring straight at his face, and straight through him and Drake’s laughter died in his throat.His heart sank.“I’m dead serious, Drake,” Miguel said quietly, every syllable sounded serious, and stripped of playfulness.The air in the car shifted. Drake’s chest tightene
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Chapter: Chapter 35.He flinched back, pulse surging, braced for the worst, for the shadow that haunted his dreams to step through at last. Instead, a familiar reek of alcohol rushed in before the man himself. “Drake!” his uncle’s voice thundered, slurred yet vicious. His eyes were bloodshot, his figure swaying unsteadily as he filled the doorway like some looming wraith. “Evil child… I should’ve known. You think I can die of the cold outside? You can’t kill me the way you killed your parents!” The words lashed like knives, sharp and cruel, dragging old wounds wide open. Drake froze, staring at him, the accusation coiling through the silence. And yet, against all expectation, his chest loosened with a raw, shaky exhale. His uncle’s presence, though pathetic, staggering, and loud, wasn’t an intruder. It wasn’t the masked man from his nightmares. Relief washed over him, strange and bitter, clashing with the insult. At least it wasn’t someone come to finish the job. At least it wasn’t real death wai
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Chapter: Chapter 34.The words hung in the air like a death sentence. It was final and left no room for questions, then the guard lowered his head in obedience instead, but his eyes flickered with unease.Adams tapped his finger once on the desk, “Do not fail me.”Meanwhile outside.Miguel froze outside the heavy oak door of his father’s office. He hadn’t meant to stop, hadn’t even meant to listen, but the sharp edge in Adams’ voice when he choose to believe him was suspicious, and this confirmed his suspicions. “…quit wasting time following Miguel,” Adam's voice kept on ringing in his mind. “From now on, your eyes stay on the boy. Drake.”His breath hitched. His palm pressed flat against the cold wall as his heartbeat thundered in his ears.“If my suspicions are true, don’t waste time. Eliminate him.”He heard the voice replay his father's words in his mind, to the extent he could even taste the venom in his words.The word hit him like a blade sliding between his ribs. He staggered back a step, fightin
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Chapter: Chapter 33.They slipped out of the noisy circle together, finding a quieter spot near the edge of the terrace. The city lights spilled in behind her as they talked, their conversation starting light. From family ties, old events, and passing jokes, but soon their words took on a different weight. It was then filled with flirtatious contents.Soon, she was pulling his hair. Both lips locked in a provocative kiss.Miguel’s lips lingered on hers, the kiss deep enough to draw a flush across her cheeks and a low whistle from someone watching nearby. Then a pointed cough cut through the moment.Miguel broke the kiss, with furrowed brows, his gaze snapping toward the sound. A guard stood a few feet away, rigid in posture, though his eyes betrayed the discomfort of having walked in on the scene.Miguel’s voice sharpened, low and edged.“What do you want?”The guard’s throat bobbed as he straightened further. “Your father… he requests your presence.”For a beat, silence hung between them, Miguel’s anger
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Chapter: Chapter 32.Miguel said, almost too fast, as though sealing the words before Drake could contradict them.The guard’s brows lifted, and then almost imperceptibly, his mouth curved into a grin. Not mocking, exactly, but threaded with the kind of amusement a man wore when he’d just caught someone bluffing.“Delivery guy, huh?” he murmured, more to himself than anyone else, eyes flicking between Miguel and Drake like he was replaying the words in his head.Drake stood there, unsure whether to take offense or laugh it off. Delivery guy? Of all things Miguel could have said… He could feel a retort prickling at the back of his tongue, but it snagged there, caught between his confusion and the heavy atmosphere pressing in on them.The guard’s gaze lingered on Miguel with an ease born from years of familiarity. He’d known him since he was a boy. Back when Miguel’s charm was clumsy but genuine, before he learned how to sharpen it into something dangerous. And if there was one thing he’d learned over thos
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Chapter: Chapter 31.The drizzle had picked up just enough to mist the air, beading on Drake’s hair as he stepped toward the door. He had decided, quietly and firmly, that he should leave. Miguel had asked him to, and there was no point in staying where he wasn’t wanted.The door opened, and the cool evening air rushed in. Drake didn’t bother to pull up his hood. The soft patter of rain against the pavement was strangely calming, even as the air clung cold against his skin. Without looking back, he stepped out of the apartment, his shoes carrying him toward the gate.From the doorway, Miguel’s gaze followed him like a shadow that refused to detach. His chest felt tight, not from the chill, but from the guilt gnawing at him, a relentless, bitter taste of the past. Every step Drake took away from him seemed to echo against the walls of his memory, dragging with it all the moments he wished he could rewrite.He wanted to run after him, to grab his arm and spill out everything, the truth about his parents mur
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