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⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Contains explicit sexual content, consensual power dynamics, manipulation, dominance/submission themes, obsession, emotional degradation, and morally gray characters. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised. My Reluctant Plaything is a raw, intoxicating collection of gay erotica where lust blurs the lines between love and control. Every story is a clash of dominance and resistance of men who crave power and those who refuse to kneel... until they do. From ruthless mafia heirs and calculating professors to damaged billionaires and possessive strangers, these stories dive deep into forbidden desires, reluctant submission, and the thrilling high of surrendering to the one man you shouldn't want. It’s not about romance. It’s about obsession. They said no. But their bodies said everything else.
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My Reluctant Plaything Fucked By A Stranger In My Room
The storm rattled the windows like it wanted in.Noah sat slouched on the hotel bed, shirt undone, tie hanging loose around his neck. He had a half-empty glass of whiskey on the nightstand, another untouched bottle waiting beside it. He was tired, bone-deep tired, but too wired to sleep. Business trips always left him like this—lonely, restless, full of thoughts he didn’t want to think.He hadn’t locked the door.The sound came quiet, the soft click of the handle, the muted thud of a shoe on carpet. He thought at first it was the storm, maybe the whiskey playing tricks on him, until the figure stepped fully inside.Noah jolted upright. “What the fuck—”The man shut the door behind him without a word. He leaned against it, watching Noah with eyes that glinted in the dim light. Dark hair, sharp cheekbones, leather jacket still dripping rain. He didn’t look like a guest. He looked like trouble.“Who the hell are you?” Noah demanded, heart thudding.The man smirked. “You left the door unl
آخر تحديث : 2025-09-02My Reluctant Plaything Fight Or Fuck?
The fight was over.Jace’s chest heaved as the ref lifted his arm in victory. His knuckles were split, his lip busted, sweat dripping into his eyes. The crowd screamed his name, some chanting, some waving bills in the air, but all Jace cared about was the ache in his body and the envelope waiting for him at the end.Money. That was always the point. The crowd could have him or hate him, he didn’t care. Rent was due.He shoved through the underground arena’s back corridor, ignoring the pats on the back from gamblers and fellow fighters. The locker room was empty, cold concrete and metal benches, smelling like sweat and blood. He sat heavily, pulled at the tape around his wrists, and hissed when it tugged at a cut.The door opened.Jace froze, expecting another fighter, maybe his handler. Instead, Alexander walked in.He didn’t belong in this world. Expensive suit, undone tie, a crystal glass of whiskey in hand like he’d just strolled out of some exclusive club. His shoes didn’t even sq
آخر تحديث : 2025-09-02My Reluctant Plaything Sin In The Office
The office was quiet that night. Too quiet.Most of the staff had gone home, leaving only the hum of computers and the occasional creak of the building settling. Ethan sat at his desk, staring at the spreadsheets he hadn’t been able to focus on all day. His throat still burned, his lips were raw, and every time he swallowed he remembered the taste.He should’ve hated Damien more than ever. He should’ve walked out, handed in his badge, disappeared. But every time he thought of leaving, his body betrayed him. He remembered Damien’s hand gripping his throat, the roughness of his voice, the cruel satisfaction in his eyes as he used Ethan like he was nothing.And the worst part? Ethan had come in his pants while Damien humiliated him.The glass door to Damien’s office clicked open. Ethan flinched, head snapping up. Damien stood there in his shirtsleeves, jacket gone, tie loosened. His presence filled the room even though he didn’t raise his voice.“Conference room,” Damien said, and walked
آخر تحديث : 2025-08-28My Reluctant Plaything How I Punish You
Damien didn’t sleep that night.He sat in his car on the curb across from Ethan’s apartment, headlights off, the city humming faintly around him. He wasn’t even sure why he stayed. Control. Obsession. He told himself he just wanted to make sure Ethan went home and stayed put.But then, just past midnight, a girl appeared. Short dress, loud heels, too much lipstick. She buzzed into Ethan’s building, laughing into her phone, and Damien’s knuckles tightened on the steering wheel.His jaw worked as he watched her disappear inside. He waited. Waited longer. The lights on Ethan’s floor flicked on.He didn’t get out of the car. He didn’t storm upstairs, though his blood demanded it. Instead, he stayed where he was, face carved from stone, until finally, at three in the morning, he drove away.When Damien wanted to break something, he always waited. He was more dangerous after he waited.Ethan stumbled into the office late, dragging. He’d barely had time to shower and throw on a wrinkled shir
آخر تحديث : 2025-08-28
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