LOGINYu Yan hesitated, then slowly turned around and braced his hands against the wall. He heard Lucheng moving behind him, the sound of a bottle opening. Then, cold, slick fingers were pulling his pants down."Relax," Lu Cheng murmured, his hand caressing Yu Yan’s ass cheek. "This is just to get you rea
The black sweater was soft, expensive cashmere that clung to Yu Yan’s skin like a second layer. The v-neck was deep, framing the leather collar perfectly. It was humiliating to wear it, but the alternative—wearing nothing, or worse, facing Lu Cheng’s wrath—was worse.When Yu Yan entered the dining r
He 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
Friday morning, the blue panel that greeted me was more intimidating than ever. It wasn't just a list of quests; it was a declaration of war. A war against my body, my mind, and my will. The words were stark, a long, daunting chain of commands that made my stomach clench with a mixture of deep-seate
The first thing I noticed was the silence. My apartment was never silent. There was always the hum of traffic, the drip of a leaky faucet, the shouts of my neighbors. Here, there was nothing. A deep, heavy quiet that pressed in on me. The second thing I noticed was the bed. It was too soft. I sank i
The package arrived the next day. It was not a plain brown box. It was a long, sleek black box with a silver ribbon. Inside, nestled on a bed of black satin, was the lingerie. It was a delicate, lacy thing, a strappy teddy in a deep, blood red. It was sheer, leaving nothing to the imagination, with
He was in his home office, a large, sunlit room filled with books and a massive mahogany desk. He was on the phone, his back to me, talking in a low, serious voice about mergers and acquisitions. I stood in the doorway, not sure what to do.He ended his call and turned around. His eyes scanned me, a






