LOGINHe pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. There were only five rules written in Lu Cheng’s neat, sharp handwriting.RULE #1: You will address me as Gege or Sir in private. RULE #2: You will wear the collar at all times unless I remove it. RULE #3: You will not touch yourself or com
Yu Yan didn't know how long he lay there. It could have been minutes, or it could have been hours. The ache in his groin eventually subsided into a dull, throbbing frustration, leaving him feeling hollow and drained.He eventually pulled his clothes back on, his movements sluggish and heavy. He felt
"So eager," Lu Cheng murmured, squeezing him just enough to make Yu Yan see stars. "You really are a desperate little thing, aren't you?"He began to rub his palm in slow, agonizing circles. The friction of the denim against Yu Yan’s sensitive flesh was torture—too much and not enough all at once. Y
He shifted his weight, pressing his hips down deliberately. Yu Yan felt the hard length of him again, unmistakable and demanding. A fresh wave of panic washed over him. This was actually happening. His stepbrother was going to force himself on him."Please," Yu Yan whispered, the fight draining out
The inside of the villa was cool and smelled of dust and old wood. Lu Cheng didn’t bother turning on the lights as he carried Yu Yan through the hallway, his grip on Yu Yan’s waist unyielding. Yu Yan struggled, kicking his legs and pounding his fists against Lu Cheng’s broad back, but it was like tr
"Stop it," Yu Yan whimpered, tears pricking his eyes. He squeezed them shut, trying to block out the reality of the situation. "This isn't funny, Lu Cheng. This is sick. Delete the photos. Delete everything and let me go.""Delete them?" Lu Cheng’s hand moved from the wall to Yu Yan’s throat, his fi
The wind on the rooftop was cold, biting through my thin hoodie, but I was burning from the inside out. Professor Thorne led me by the nape of my neck, his fingers digging into my skin with a possessive strength that made my breath hitch. The rooftop garden was a sprawling, shadowed expanse of manic
"Good," Thorne said, his thumb hovering over the remote. "Now, button up. We’re going for a walk.""A... a walk?" I stammered, frantically pulling my clothes back into place. "Where?""The library," Thorne said, a dark smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "The late-night study session is in fu
I did, my heart pounding. He brought the dildo to my lips, tracing them with the cool, silicone tip.“Relax your throat,” he instructed. “Breathe through your nose. When you feel the gag reflex coming, just pause. Breathe through it. Don’t fight it.”He slowly pushed the dildo into my mouth. It felt
I held my breath, my eyes pressed to the slats in the door. My cock was throbbing, a painful, insistent beat. This was it. The research. The raw, unfiltered data. I unbuckled my jeans, pulling my own aching cock out. I was so hard it was almost purple, the tip already leaking pre-cum. I started to s







