Mag-log inThe first week in the cabin was a blur of adjustment. There was no hum of electricity, no distant traffic, no ticking clocks. There was only the wind, the crackle of the fire, and the sound of their own breathing.They fell into a routine that was primitive and domestic. Aiden chopped wood. Julian c
Julian cried out, his head falling back. It burned. It had been days. He was tight.Aiden didn't stop. He thrust all the way in, burying himself to the hilt."Fuck!" Julian screamed. "Yes!"Aiden grabbed Julian’s hips. He fucked him hard and fast. The car rocked under their movements. The metal crea
Aiden sat in the back of a van parked three blocks from the precinct. He was shirtless, his shoulder bandaged, sweat gleaming on his chest. The van was filled with monitors.On the main screen, he watched Julian in the interrogation room. He watched every subtle shift of Julian’s body language. He s
Across from him sat DeteRtive Miller. A man with a tired face and a mustache that had seen better decades."You're saying he forced you," Miller said for the third time. He tapped his pen on the file. "He kidnapped you from your office? Held you for weeks?""Yes," Julian said. He kept his voice soft
Julian’s eyes snapped open. The sound cut through the post-coital haze like a knife. It wasn't a dream. It was a siren. And it was close.He sat up, wincing at the pain in his arm. "Aiden."Aiden was already moving. He rolled out of bed and ran to the window. He peeled back the curtain just an inch.
The infection set in that night.They were driving through the mountains, aiming for the coast, trying to put as much distance between them and the ghost town as possible. The road wound treacherously along the cliffs, the drop-off falling away into darkness.Julian started shivering. He pulled his
I arrived at his house at exactly nine o'clock. He opened the door, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. He looked different. More relaxed. More dangerous."Go to the playroom," he said, stepping aside.I walked past him and down the hall to the room I had only glimpsed before. It was a dungeon. The w
[Countdown: 0:10... 0:09...]The timer hit zero.[Task Complete. +50 points.]He walked closer, stopping right in front of me. He slowly untied his robe, and the silk fell open. His cock was half-hard, thick and heavy, hanging between his powerful thighs."Open your mouth," he commanded.I did what
Wear the jockstrap I sent you. And nothing else. My stomach twisted into a knot of pure anxiety. Nothing else. Just a tiny piece of fabric that barely covered my cock and left my ass completely exposed. I was supposed to travel across town like that? To his office? A place where people worked. Where
The package arrived the next morning, just like the last one. It was the same plain brown box, but this time it felt heavier, more significant. I opened it with a sense of dread and anticipation. Inside, on a bed of black satin, was a black leather collar and a matching leash. The collar was simple,







