로그인"Take off your clothes," Julian said.Viktor sat up. He pulled his shirt off. Then his pants. His cock was hard. It stood up, thick and ready.Julian pushed him back down. "Do not move."Viktor lay still. His hands gripped the white fur.Julian climbed on the bed. He straddled Viktor’s legs. He sat
The blue light from the screen lit up Viktor’s face. It made his skin look like ice. He stared at the map. Red dots were moving toward them. Many dots. Hundreds of cars. Hundreds of planes."You are the Director now," Ren said. She typed fast on the keyboard. Her fingers flew like birds. "The Syndic
He started to move. His hips slammed down. Every thrust pushed Julian up the bed. The headboard hit the wall.Bang. Bang. Bang.Julian dug his nails into VIKTOR’s arms. He left red scratches on the skin."Yes," Julian gasped. "Harder.""You want it rough?" VIKTOR growled. "I will give you rough."VI
Julian looked at the paper in the locket. V.K. Two letters. They were black ink on white paper. They looked small. But they were heavy. They weighed more than the whole room.He looked at Viktor.Viktor stood like a stone statue. His face was white. His eyes were dark holes. He looked like he was al
"Come," VIKTOR said. He bit Julian’s shoulder.Julian let go. He spilled on the stone wall. His body shook. He felt the pulse go through his feet.Viktor groaned. He pushed deep and held still. Julian felt the hot spurts deep in his belly. VIKTOR held him tight, his arm wrapped around Julian’s chest
"I do not like this," VIKTOR said. "It is too perfect. Like a trap.""It has hot water," Julian said. He saw a door to a bathroom. "I need a wash."He walked to the bathroom. It was made of black stone. There was a shower big enough for five people. Julian turned on the water. Steam filled the room.
Friday night, I stood outside his door, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. I had a small bag with me, but it was empty. He had said no clothes. No limits. I took a deep breath and knocked.He opened the door, wearing a silk robe. He looked me up and down, a slow, predatory smile on his face. "
The red light on my webcam was a beacon. It meant I was live. It meant money. I leaned back in my gaming chair, the cheap leather sticking to my skin, and ran a hand down my slim chest. My chat room was filling up, the names scrolling by in a blur of color. "KittenToy is online," "Show us that ass,
The rectory had become my new hell, and my new heaven. Every day, I would find an excuse to go there, to be alone with Father Michael. He would “counsel” me, which was a euphemism for the depraved, twisted things he did to my body. He would spank me, fuck me, make me call him “Daddy,” and fill me wi
I was grading the school term paper. Then I came to his. Ethan Martinez. I’d noticed him. Brilliant, sharp-tongued, with a rebellious glint in his dark eyes that made me want to bend him over my desk and fuck the attitude right out of him. He sat in the back row, always challenging me, always pushin







