Chapter: Dread"Were you following the car?" "Yes, ma'am. He said you weren't picking up." Holy shit! I pull out my phone, but then Banks calls back immediately. "Are your rules a joke, or are my words?" Fuck me. His voice isn't loud or screaming but very stormy. "I'm sorry... I didn't hear it ring." "Get done and get over here," he grinds out, sounding every bit angry as he hangs up. My phone pings immediately : *Vandiver will take you to the dermatologist. Appointment is confirmed.* I put my phone down and read it again. *Dermatologist.* "Shall we go miss?" "Do I have a choice Mr Van?" He offer a tight smile and open the back door for me. What will he say? No... More like, how will he punish me? I swallow heavily and jump up when Vandiver closes the door loudly. "Jesus Christ!" I scream, clutching my chest, which is beating very fast beneath my palm "I'm sorry Miss Eleanor" I look at him. Vandiver is facing forward, starting the car already to a place I'm sure he's us
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-13
Chapter: DermatologistELEANOR POVIt is two weeks since I knew Banks, and three days since I last saw him. He is alive, and the contract is still on. I know this because he texted me this morning while I was preparing for work. **BANKS:** Work? I knew it meant: *Why am I off to work?* **Me:** My replacement hasn't arrived. He does not reply, and sincerely, I am used to it. He only chats and comment when it's to order. Well, sometimes, he indulges in my chats but I've been careful since he hung up on me when I told him to fuck me when I am asleep. It's three pm, and as usual, I've no replacement. Yet. At this rate, I doubt I'll get any replacement. Johnny have make it his duty to reject every candidate that comes for an interview: * "Short retail experience." * "Can't recognize correct perfume notes." * "Too lazy." * "Doesn't stand or speak in ways that convince clients." It is always too much of this or that, and I am actually exhausted. Thank goodness Banks hasn't been around.
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-12
Chapter: GUARDSELEANOR POV"I’ll pick you up by 3 p.m, Miss." Vandiver says"Sure, no problem."I find my way into the shop, feeling happy and unsure. Happy that the money is there, but unsure if I’ve just been bought and cut off.What made me think it was a good idea to tell a man like that how I wanted to be fucked while I was asleep?"Are your fats blocking your ears, too?"Johnny says, staring me down. He lives nearby and always opens the shop. Most times, he is absent before I come."Good morning.""I knew you were cunny and tactless, never knew you will throw yourself at a man like Banks Wellington."How did he know?"You even kissed him in front of the shop."This is why I needed to stop."Is your flapping skin covering your cunt, you will beg anyone to fuck you?"Ignore him, Eleanor.I look through the shelves and begin the process of logging in for the day, Except, Johnny my not so cultured ex bf continues to assault my day."You can come back to me," he says, moving closer."We had it nice
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-11
Chapter: SomnophiliaMy phone pings, and I pick it up. A voice note from her: Good day Mast… Mr. Banks. I grimace at the formal use of my name from her lips. She exhales aloud."We need to talk about whether to still address you as Master outside the bedroom"She groans and the voice note ends.Another follows, and I listen."I am sorry, since you are busy, but I’m curious, not like there are other options, but I just want to be sure because I can't get it off my brain."Another deep breath follows, and I imagine her fiddling with her nails while licking her lips."Did you come to this apartment last night? I just… I woke up with cum on my tits and pussy, also my throat is sore, and…"She takes another pause, then the voice note ends.A message is already waiting: "I am just curious, Did master cum on my tits yesterday or this morning?" The weight holding my chest and throat ease up."I did," I reply, and she calls immediately."Mr Banks! Oh my God! I couldn't even get myself to work!""Stop screaming."
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-11
Chapter: AnthonyBANKS POV"I never knew you loved plump girls."I put down my phone and clear my throat, hating that I can't watch her scramble for me, or whoever she imagines dare to release onto her."I do now," I reply dismissively to the partner who had made himself my friend and wouldn't stop prying. It is six a.m., approximately two hours since I left Eleanor’s home."She has quite the tits, and you’ve always liked those.""What did you just say?" He turns his back to me, focusing on one of my shelves where files on my achievements lay."We’ve been friends for a while.""Partner," I corrected. He turns back and chuckles before pulling out my award for the Forbes 40 under 40. He owns one as well. "Well, I’ve seen you with girls and had drinks with you… that’s friendship, you asshole.""I am sure you came here for better things." He moves to the guest sofa, three steps below us."She’s quite talkative."I hate inefficient people. That’s why I had my assistant's personal assistant sacked this mor
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-10
Chapter: HomeWOW.It is twenty times larger than my old apartment.Floor-to-ceiling windows wrap around the entire third floor, offering a view of the city that seems to go on for miles. The furniture is sleek, modern, and looks like it costs more than I made in my entire life before meeting him.Who am I kidding? It does.I spend the next four hours checking through everything.The kitchen is stocked with high-end appliances I don't know how to use and ingredients I can't pronounce.Every drawer in the bedroom is filled with expensive hosiery and lingerie- his preferred barrier between my skin and his hand.After spending half the night exploring, the sheer, crushing reality of it hits me. I need someone to share this with. I need to scream about it, to dissect it, to logic it out with someone who loves me and won't judge.And I have... no one.Can’t talk to my siblings yet. Can’t talk to my parents. I lived with my colleague, Samantha, but we aren't close, and telling her my new apartment is a m
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-10
PUCK & PUNISHMENT
SteamyGay for youMxMPossessive
Contains intense sexual scenes. Fully BL.
TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠⚠⚠
Wrongful use of hockey stick. Dub-Con. Voyeurism. Stalking. Manipulation. Mild violence. ASPD. Identity theft. Machiavellianism.
Revenge has never been this wet, neither has Hate ever been this hard.
On this ice... There are no safe words.
Asher swears he's straight.
Torren insists he came for revenge.
But every locker room stare between them turns violent with want, and every heated argument stays in mind longer.
They broke the wrong twin.
Torren steals his twin brother's identity to take revenge on the VENOMS but a single Collison on the ice reveal blazing desire.
The Venoms are the four untouchable heirs that rule Michigan High School, they shattered Remington Vladimir Gallagher's legs on the ice, leaving him bound to a wheelchair.
But now, his identical twin, Torren, is back for vengeance after spending seven months in military training.
With six weeks of ice practice, and one stolen identity.
Torren stalks them with a ghost mask
at night and
By day, he torments them on ice. Starting with Asher, their captain.
But heat sparks when Torren crashes into Remington on ice, with their bodies pressing together and Asher's hard cock pressing against him, something changes
Basahin
Chapter: TRUTHASHER POVElliott is in my room when I get back. His hand is in his pocket, the other twirling around a mini toy puck, leaning against the door, staring at me—which is his definition of pacing."You look disastrous.""But I still look better than you," I reply, and he leans away from the door. Dipping both hands and the toy puck into his pocket, he takes a measured step to me... then to the President Obama picture that sits on my dresser by my bed."You remember when your brother came out gay." Go, Elliott. The bastard already figured me out, or something, and he won't stop."Don't remind me," I grind out, resting my back on my bed as I stare at the ceiling."Sometimes I think that's life's way of telling your mom 'fuck you,'" he says, the bed dipping to show he is sitting right by my side."How so?""If there is any misandrist that I know of, then it's your mom." I chuckle, folding both hands beneath my head."And life decided to give her two sons," I say, a floating weight settling
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-13
Chapter: Fuck meASHER POV“What’s going on with you, Asher?”“What did I say is going on with me, Elliott?.”“You’ve been raging non-stop. Losing awareness of your surroundings. This is the second punching bag you’ve gone through because you split the last one open.”I throw a right hook into the center of the bag. The chain rattles against the ceiling mount.“I’m working out. In case that wasn’t obvious enough.”“You’re zoning out,” he says. “There’s a difference.”“Some of us think when we train, Elliott.”“Right.” He steps back.My hands stop mid-swing.Every hair on my body rises. My throat closes up. My pulse goes from controlled to something I refuse to name and my length does what it’s been doing all morning at the worst possible intervals.I turn around.Remington standing at the entrance to the indoor practice rink in his gear, helmet under his arm, looking exactly like he always looks — unhurried, impossible, taking up the right amount of space in every room he enters.“Hi,” he says.Two l
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-10
Chapter: 21 Private hockeyASHER POV The cold air of the private Venom rink is the only thing keeping the fever in my blood from boiling over. I glide across the surface, the hollow ring of my skates echoing off the ICE RINK rafters. I pull my phone from my glove and send the DM. ASHER:Private wing. Now. Don't be late, scholarship. I toss the phone onto the bench and pick up my stick. My mind is a jagged mess of glass and static. I can still feel the ghost of the cuffs biting into my wrists from last night, the humiliating weight of his cock , and the way the "Ghost" moved over me. I came so hard I thought my heart would stop—an explosive, shameful betrayal of my own body. I’m being hunted in my own bedroom, threatened with a camera clip, and I can’t tell a soul. Not my mother. Certainly not Elliott. To admit I was taken like that is to admit I am no longer the King. Not when I have proof I like it. My dick jerks again and rag fill me "Betrayer" I murmur "I did nothing wrong" avoice sound And The h
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-07
Chapter: Cum"Good boy." I coo. Placing the cool lube into his ass crack, massaging it in with my index finger. His head whips back. "Telling me thank you?".I apply the lube to my index finger again and massage it past his entrance. Our eyes meet through the steam. His are wide and deep. Hungry and surprised. I twist my fingers past the entrance. My body is on fire at the tightness."Ready?"I push two fingers inside his ass."Fuuuuuuck." He grunts through the tape, a muffled, whimpering sound. His back arches, his legs raised, and his knees dug into the bed as he tries to adjust to the intrusion."Such fine ass, sucking in my fingers." I said, turning my fingers gently in him. "Your hole takes my fat fingers so well, I'll add another." He shakes his head, pushing up. I grab his hip and pull him onto my dick, raising his legs to hook around my waist, giving me full access."You're my good boy, and I'll treat you well."He grinds against my length in reply, an involuntary reflex, I knew, becau
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-06
Chapter: Cum filledAsher slapped my ass, and the effect is shocking. I cum hard and once. Still in his mouth, my dick limp now and my body sated. I take three deep breaths before taking my hands off the wall. He tries pushing me away."Not so soon, President," I reply, stroking his eyebrows with my thumb. He gulps. "We needed a deal."He blinks. I bend low to touch his nipple, pushing my cock deeper inside his mouth. I pinch it hard. He squeals on the bed."Don't get me hard now," I warn jokingly. "The deal is you'll keep quiet when I come out of your mouth." He rolls his eyes and I slip my cockout of his mouth a bit, then thrust back in with force. I brace my hand againstghe wall andhis head hit my palm. Quite the saving before he spills his brain. His eyes lift up at me, hands scratching me while I chuckle. "As I was threatening... you'll remain still and not make a noise. Unless you want 'mom dearest,' the soldiers downstairs, and your sibling to come in and see your bed full of your cum."His
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-06
Chapter: Cum bucketThe moment Asher’s eyes lock onto mine, a roar builds in his throat—a sound that would bring the Secret Service crashing through the doors in seconds. I don't give him the chance. My hand shoots out, grabbing a discarded silk tie from his nightstand and shoving it into his mouth to muffle the sound.He thrashes, his strength returning in a desperate surge, but I’m already pushing my cock into his mouth to cut of his noiss"You like my cock in your miuth" I question and he closes his mouth on me and raise his head up... I watch his eyes narrow"Fuck!!" the fucker bites me, scratching back of my legs with his nails"You like to play dirty president?" he stops and blink. Eyes wide in surprise"Yes. I know you'll be a president in ten or thirty years to come" I grunt and push my cock deeper inside till I reach his throat."Hmmmmm" a deep grunt escape from him.. Tip of his tongue wrapping around the base of my cock.. For a second."And I'm taking the honour of fucking a president" he licks
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-05
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