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
"That's it," Hawk rasped, his grip on Noah's hair tightening. "Take it all. Such a good mouth for Daddy." He fucked Noah's face for a few more minutes, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. Noah's own cock was aching, trapped between his body and his legs. He could feel pre-come leaking from the tip
Valentino followed him, a measuring tape in his hand. "To ensure no unwanted movement," he said, his voice clinical. He took Nico's wrists and wrapped the measuring tape around them, binding them together over Nico's head. It wasn't tight, but the symbolism was clear. Nico was helpless. Valentino t
Suddenly, Silas pulled out. "On the bed. On your hands and knees." Elias struggled to his feet, using the bed for support. He climbed onto the hard mattress, positioning himself on all fours. The movement sent a sharp pain through his ankle, but he bit his lip to keep from crying out. He heard Sil
Elias’s hand was a vise in Finn’s hair, holding his head in place as he fucked his mouth. There was no gentleness in it, only a raw, urgent need to claim, to mark, to remind his good boy who he belonged to. The broadcast was over, but the performance was not. This part was just for him. “Take it,”







