LOGINVIKTOR’s hands grabbed Julian’s ass. He helped Julian move."Yes," Julian gasped. "Viktor."He rode VIKTOR fast. The fire light made shadows on their skin. Julian watched VIKTOR’s face. VIKTOR was looking at Julian’s body. He watched Julian’s cock bounce as he moved.Viktor sat up. He wrapped his ar
The woods were dark and silent. The snow fell in heavy flakes that covered their tracks fast. The trees were tall, black bones against the night sky. It was freezing. The air bit at Julian’s skin. The lab coat was wet and heavy. It felt like ice on his shoulders.Viktor walked in front. He stumbled
Julian felt the pulse. He felt the hot spurts fill his mouth. He swallowed fast, drinking it down. It was a lot. Some of it leaked from the corner of his mouth.Viktor shook. His whole body jerked. Then he let out a long breath and fell still.Julian pulled back. He wiped his mouth with the back of
They ran down the red hall. The emergency lights made everything look like blood. The air smelled like smoke and burning wire. Julian wore Doctor Kross’s white lab coat. It was too big for him, hanging loose on his thin frame, but it was warm.Viktor ran in front. He had two guns now—one in each han
Silence came back. Julian panted. He could not see straight. His body felt like jelly."That was one," the Doctor said. "I have all day. Next time, I turn it to pain."She turned to the guard. "Get the needle."The guard walked to a drawer.Julian lay there. He was broken. He could not take much mor
The guard pushed Julian down the hall. The electric stick hummed in his ear. It sounded like an angry bee. The floor was white stone. The walls were white stone. Everything was too bright. It hurt Julian’s eyes."Move," the guard said. He hit Julian in the back with the stick.A sharp pain shot thro
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
He brought the flogger down on my chest. It wasn't a hard slap, but a series of sharp, stinging bites. I cried out, more from surprise than pain. He did it again, on my stomach, my thighs. The feeling was strange, a hot, prickling sensation that spread across my skin. It hurt, but it also felt good.
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







