LOGINChapter 108.Lira’s POVThe guilt started eating me alive.Every morning I woke up feeling way sick than before. My mom would smile at me over breakfast like nothing was wrong, but I knew better. I saw the way her eyes lit up when Lucas’s name came up in conversation.The way she checked her reflection in the hallway mirror before prayer meetings. She was changing right in front of me, and it was all because of him.Lucas kept pushing.His texts to me got even bolder. He wanted details. What my mom wore to bed. Whether she seemed lonely when my dad was busy with church business. He told me exactly what to say to create more chances for him to be alone with her.I obeyed every command. I hated myself for it, but the fear of him exposing my secret was stronger than the shame.Thursday night was another prayer meeting at our house. My dad was leading a special session on resisting temptation. The irony burned in my chest the whole time. I sat on the couch pretending to listen, but my min
Chapter 107.Lira’s POVThe next few days felt like I was walking on broken glass. Every time my mom looked at me I wondered if she could see the guilt on my face. She acted normal at home; cooking dinner, asking about my day, humming worship songs while folding laundry. But I caught her staring off into space sometimes with this soft, dreamy look I had never seen before. Her cheeks would flush a little, and she’d touch the spot on her arm where Lucas had rested his hand.I knew what that look meant now.While things were weird at home, Lucas kept texting me short messages. Commands, really.“Wear the black lace under your clothes tomorrow.”“Edge yourself for thirty minutes before bed. No coming.”“Make sure your mom sits next to me at the potluck on Friday.”I obeyed every one. My body stayed in this constant state of low heat. My panties were almost always damp. I hated how easily I got wet now, just from thinking about his voice or his fingers.Friday night was the church potluc
Chapter 106.Lira’s POVThe next few days felt like walking on broken glass. Every time my mom looked at me I wondered if she could see the guilt on my face. She acted normal at home; cooking dinner, asking about my day, humming worship songs while folding laundry. But I caught her staring off into space sometimes with this soft, dreamy look I had never seen before. Her cheeks would flush a little, and she’d touch the spot on her arm where Lucas had rested his hand.I knew what that look meant now.While things were weird at home, Lucas kept texting me short messages. Commands, really.“Wear the black lace under your clothes tomorrow.”“Edge yourself for thirty minutes before bed. No coming.”“Make sure your mom sits next to me at the potluck on Friday.”I obeyed every one. My body stayed in this constant state of low heat. My panties were almost always damp. I hated how easily I got wet now, just from thinking about his voice or his fingers.Friday night was the church potluck. The
Chapter 105.Lira’s POVThe next few days blurred together in a sick kind of rhythm. I went to church like nothing was wrong. Sat beside my mom in the front pew every Sunday. Helped hand out bulletins. Smiled when the old ladies told me how pretty my voice sounded in the choir. All while Lucas watched from the sound booth or the back rows. His eyes followed me everywhere. Every time I glanced back, he was there. That half-smirk on his face. Like he owned me now.I barely slept. Every night I lay in bed touching myself the way he told me to, but I never let myself finish. The ache between my legs grew worse each day. My body felt restless and hot. Guilty. I hated how much I thought about his fingers. The wet sounds they made. The way he called me desperate.Wednesday night came again. Midweek service. I sang the hymns with a voice that felt too sweet for what I was becoming. After it ended, I told my parents I needed to stay and help put away the hymnals. My mom kissed my cheek and sai
Chapter 104.Lira’s POVI never meant for any of this to happen.My name is Lira. Everyone at church knows me as Deacon Harlan’s perfect daughter. The one who sings in the choir with a sweet, pure voice. The one who helps with Sunday school and always has a smile for the old ladies who pinch my cheeks. They think I’m the golden girl who will marry a nice Christian boy and raise godly babies.They have no idea I’m Masked Barbie.It started small. Just pictures at first. A little lace, a lot of skin, face hidden behind a pink mask I bought online. The money came in fast. Enough to pay my secret credit card bills and buy things my parents would never approve of. Then the videos. Short ones at the beginning. Later, longer ones where I spread my legs and touched myself while whispering filthy things to the camera. Men paid good money for that. I told myself it was harmless. Just fantasy. No one from my real life would ever find out.Until Lucas did.I noticed him the first time he showed
Chapter 103.Loe’s POVThe weekend passed in a short while. I had barely left my apartment throughout the day. Every time my phone buzzed I jumped, thinking it might be Fred. It never was. Just my roommate asking if I wanted takeout or my mom checking in. By Sunday night the silence felt worse than the guilt. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, replaying every moment.His hands. The way his voice sounded as a sexy groan, calling me little one. The way he filled me on his desk. The lies he told his wife while I swallowed him under the table.Monday brought in a big deadline. The annual board presentation had to be perfect. Fred sent a message at eight in the morning: “Stay late tonight. We will finish this together.”I knew what that meant. My hands shook as I typed back “Okay.”The whole day felt like waiting for a storm. Meetings ran long. People rushed around with tense faces. Fred stayed locked in his office most of the time, but every time our eyes met across the floor the air c
Chapter 60The Corporate Cum Queen(11)The Audit Night – The Final Queen’s Gambit. Casey’s POVThe boardroom smelled like sex, expensive cologne, and pure tension.It was 8:00 p.m. sharp on the night of the audit. The entire floor was locked down again. Every camera in the building fed directly to
Chapter 56The Corporate Cum Queen(7)Punishment & Shared Reward Night. Casey’s POVFive days left until Marcus Langford’s audit night. The thought sat in my gut like a live wire; half terror, half twisted in thrill. The men had turned possessive as hell since the investor dropped his little bomb
Chapter 55The Corporate Cum Queen(6)Rooftop Office Party Free Use.Casey’s POVThe company’s rooftop party was buzzing with laughter and clinking of glasses under the glittering city skyline. Music pulsed through the hidden speakers while executives in expensive suits networked and drank. No one
Chapter 54The Corporate Cum Queen(5)The Professor’s After Class Discipline. Casey’s POVThe new contract add-on burned in my mind like a brand hotter than the shock collar still locked around my neck.Marcus Langford now had rights to one full night with me, no limits; if the investment closed.







