Tales of Desire
Warning
VIEWER’S DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
If you're not into raw, filthy BDSM, dominant alphas, submissive sluts, deep throat gagging or relentless multiple orgasms, then close this now.
But if the thought of being used hard and without mercy makes your thighs clench… I dare you to keep reading.
“On your knees, pet,” Master Kane growled, his leather belt already looped in his hand.
I dropped instantly, mouth watering, ass raised high like the obedient little whore he’d trained me to be. The cold floor bit into my skin, but the sting only made me wetter.
He stepped closer, unzipped slowly, and fed his thick, throbbing cock between my lips until I gagged—tears streaming, mascara running, just the way he liked.
“Good girl,” he praised, fisting my hair and f**king my throat deeper. “You take it so well for a slut who begged me not to stop last time.”
I whimpered around him, my pussy clenching emptily, already soaked and ready for whatever punishment came next.
He pulled out suddenly, strings of spit connecting us, and flipped me onto the table—wrists bound tight with his belt, legs spread wide.
One brutal thrust and he was buried balls-deep in my ass, no warning, no mercy.
I screamed. He laughed. And he didn’t stop until I was sobbing his name, coming hard around the invasion I craved.
I’m his employee by day. His collared f**ktoy by night.
If anyone at the office ever found out how I beg my boss to ruin me… I’d be fired. He’d be ruined.
But when he owns every hole like this, how could I ever say no?
Ready to watch her break and beg for more? Dive in… if you dare.
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Chapter: Sex with my Therapist 1(Marcus POV)I sat on the soft leather couch in Dr. Elena Hart's office, my heart beating faster than usual. It was our eighth session. The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-closed blinds, casting warm stripes across the room. Dr. Hart sat in her usual chair across from me, legs crossed, her black pencil skirt riding up just enough to show the smooth skin of her thighs. She was 37, with shoulder-length auburn hair, sharp green eyes behind elegant glasses, and a body that made it hard to focus on my problems."Go on," she said in that calm, soothing voice. "You mentioned last week that you've been having trouble with intimacy since your breakup. Tell me more about that."I shifted uncomfortably, my hands gripping my knees. "It's just... I can't stop thinking about sex. Constantly. Even during the day at work. And when I try to be with someone, it feels forced. Like I'm not really there."Dr. Hart nodded, jotting something down on her notepad.
Last Updated: 2026-05-05
Chapter: The Delivery Boy's Dick 3[Mia's POV]I was still on my knees in the hallway, my asshole still twitching and leaking Liam’s warm, thick cum down the back of my thighs, when I looked up at him with that wicked, greedy smile I’m famous for in my videos. One load? That was cute. But my body was buzzing, my pussy was still throbbing, and the fire inside me was nowhere near extinguished. Being a porn star for six years had trained me to be insatiable, and right now I was in full-on cock-hungry mode.I stood up slowly, letting the silky pink robe slide off my shoulders and fall to the floor so I was completely naked in front of him. My big 36DD tits were heaving with every breath, nipples rock-hard and begging to be sucked. My shaved pussy was glistening with a mixture of my juices and his cum, and my freshly fucked asshole was still slightly gaping, slowly leaking his seed down my legs in warm, sticky trails.“Bedroom,” I said in a low, husky voice, grabbing his hand a
Last Updated: 2026-05-04
Chapter: The Delivery Boy's Dick 2[Liam's POV]Holy fucking shit. This is actually happening.I stepped into Mia Monroe’s luxury apartment and locked the door behind me. My hands were shaking. My heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest. One minute I was just a regular delivery guy bringing sushi to some rich customer, the next minute the famous porn star Mia Monroe — the woman I had jerked off to hundreds of times — was standing in front of me in a tiny pink robe that was already falling open.She dropped to her knees right there in the entrance hallway like it was the most natural thing in the world.Without saying a word, she yanked my delivery pants and boxers down to my ankles. My cock sprang out, thick, rock-hard, and already leaking precum like crazy.“Jesus Christ…” Mia moaned, her eyes lighting up. “You have such a nice, fat cock. Look at this thick head…
Last Updated: 2026-05-04
Chapter: The Delivery Boy's Dick 1[Mia's POV]My name is Mia Monroe, and I’ve been a professional porn star for six years.At 29 years old, I’m one of the most popular performers in my niche. Fans love my curvy, all-natural body: big, soft 36DD tits that bounce hypnotically when I ride cock, a tiny cinched waist, wide hips, and a thick, juicy ass that I can clap and twerk on command. I have long dark hair, full lips, and a filthy mouth that knows exactly what to say to make viewers explode. I do mostly hardcore scenes now — rough sex, deepthroat, creampies, anal, and occasional gangbangs. My fans can’t get enough of how loud I moan and how greedily I take dick.But today was meant to be my rest day.I had wrapped up a brutal 5-hour shoot yesterday with two male performers. My throat was still slightly sore from deepthroating, my pussy was tender, and my ass had been used hard. All I wanted was to stay home, relax, and be a normal person for once.I was loung
Last Updated: 2026-05-04
Chapter: Free for my Boss 4The next night, I arrived at Mr. Black’s office at exactly 8:30 PM wearing the short black dress with nothing underneath, just as ordered. My nipples were stiff and clearly visible against the thin fabric. My pussy was already soaked, and my asshole tingled with nervous anticipation.I knocked softly.“Come in.”Mr. Black stood by the windows, the city lights behind him. He turned and let his eyes devour me slowly, from my heels up to my flushed face.“Lock the door and come here.”I locked it and walked over. He immediately slid his hands under the dress, cupping my bare ass and squeezing hard.“No panties. Good girl,” he growled. “Bend over the desk.”I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against the cool wood and spreading my legs. He flipped the dress up over my hips, fully exposing my dripping pussy and tight pink asshole.“Fuck, look at this,” he muttered,
Last Updated: 2026-05-04
Chapter: Free for my Boss 3I lasted less than 24 hours.After a sleepless night of tossing and turning, touching myself twice while replaying Mr. Black’s words, I finally broke at 6:47 AM.My hands were shaking as I typed the single word and hit send:**Yes.**His reply came back almost immediately:**My office. 8:30 PM tonight. Wear the black pencil skirt and white blouse you had on yesterday. No panties.**The rest of the day passed in a haze. I could barely concentrate on my work. Every time I heard footsteps near my desk, my pussy clenched with nervous anticipation. By the time 8 PM rolled around, the office was almost completely empty.At 8:28 PM, I stood outside his door, heart racing, thighs trembling.I knocked softly.“Come in.”I stepped inside and closed the door behind me, locking it as I had been silently instructed by his earlier text.Mr. Black was leaning against the front of his desk, arms crossed,
Last Updated: 2026-05-03
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