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“Stalker” gets Pucked shibari style 2
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2026-04-26 16:18:17
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THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION SURVIVAL CAMP- Truth or dare gone wild🥵 1
“You’re up next, babe,” I whispered, my fingers tracing Marcus’s goatee, brushing along his strong jaw. My thumb lingered on his lower lip until he caught it between his teeth, giving me that lazy, cocky half-smile that always melted me.He spun the bottle hard. It wobbled and stopped on Lila.Marcus leaned back, eyes darkening. His voice came out low and rough. “Lila… I dare you to strip down to just your bra and panties… then give us a slow, nasty dance right here in front of the fire.”Lila was already grinning like she’d won the lottery.“That all?” she teased, standing up with zero hesitation.The firelight kissed her golden-brown skin as she slowly peeled off her hoodie, dragging it over her full, heavy tits. Then she turned slightly, ass toward us, and shimmied out of her tight jeans, bending deep so that tiny black thong disappeared completely between her round, plump ass cheeks. Her lacy black bra was barely containing her breasts — her hard nipples clearly poking through the
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION TRIP TO THE DOCTOR- The girl who cried orgasm 3
I walked into the clinic the next week with my stomach in knots and my heart hammering way too loud. No matter how many times I told myself I was only here for “treatment,” my body wasn’t buying it. My legs felt shaky as I approached the front desk.The assistant smiled politely. “Miss Alya, welcome back. Dr. Yuu will see you right away.”I stopped her before she could buzz him. “Wait… can I ask you something? He mentioned mirror worship last time. Is it… really worth it? It sounds kind of scary.”She gave a soft, knowing chuckle. “A lot of patients feel nervous at first. But most of them come back asking for more.” She tilted her head with a little smile. “I’ll let him know you’re here.”A moment later, I heard his deep voice from down the hall.“Huh? What’s that about?”Dr. Yuu stepped into the waiting area looking unfairly relaxed and handsome in that dark shirt with the sleeves rolled up. The second his eyes met mine, a small smile curved his lips.“Ahh… Miss Alya,” he said warmly
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION TRIP TO THE DOCTOR – The girl who cried orgasm😩
I met Rose at our usual spot the day before my appointment. The little restaurant with the string lights and loud AC.I barely touched my pasta. Rose attacked her carbonara like nothing was wrong while I fidgeted with my napkin.“I can’t go back,” I said suddenly, voice low. “It’s too weird, Rose. He’s going to touch me. Like, actually touch me down there. And he’s… hot. Stupidly hot. I felt something twitch when he pressed that cold spatula on me last time. I actually got a little wet. It’s been ten months, and one random doctor made my body wake up. That’s terrifying.”Rose paused, spoon halfway to her mouth, then grinned. “So your pussy finally filed a complaint and you want to ghost the only man who might fix it? Classic.”“I’m serious,” I groaned, hiding behind my water glass. “What if I just lie there dry and embarrassed? What if I cry in front of him?”Rose reached over and squeezed my arm. “Babe, you’ve been miserable for almost a year. Fake orgasms with that bar guy, hours wi
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION TRIP TO THE DOCTOR - The girl who cried orgasm😩
CHAPTER 1- the girl who cried orgasm🥹💦“Rose… I think my pussy is broken.”The words tumbled out before I could stop them. I immediately clapped a hand over my mouth, my cheeks burning even though I was alone in my bedroom on a video call.On the screen, Rose froze mid-bite of her ice cream, spoon dangling in the air. Then she burst out laughing, nearly choking.“Girl—what?!” she wheezed, wiping her mouth. “You can’t just hit me with that while I’m eating cookie dough! What the hell do you mean ‘broken’?”I groaned and buried my face in my pillow for a second before peeking back at the camera. My voice came out small and miserable.“I mean… it doesn’t work anymore. I’ve been trying for months and nothing. I can rub and rub and rub until my wrist feels like it’s gonna fall off, I can watch the nastiest porn, use that expensive vibrator you told me to buy… and still? Dry as the Sahara. No warmth. No tingle. No nothing. It’s like my vagina went on strike and forgot how to be a pussy.”
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION Wine, Spit and Sin 2 (end)
CHAPTER 2- The poisoned glassHis hand shot under the heavy white tablecloth, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and yanked me down hard.I gasped as I was dragged beneath the table, landing roughly on my knees between his spread legs. The thick cloth fell back into place, hiding me completely from the three people eating and laughing just inches above my head.“Zane, what the hell—” I hissed, trying to pull away.His grip tightened painfully in my hair, holding me exactly where he wanted.With his other hand, he calmly reached down, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock.My breath caught.Fuck.It was even bigger than I remembered — thick, heavy, veined, already rock hard. The fat head glistened with pre-cum. The same perfect, monstrous cock that used to ruin me for days.My mouth watered instantly. My pussy clenched hard, flooding with unwanted arousal.I hated him.I hated how weak I became the second I saw it. This was what I’d been running from all night. This addiction. My obse
THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION Wine, spit and sin 1
CHAPTER ONE- Serving my ex I knew he was coming the second I saw the guest list.Zane fucking Hawthorne.My stomach twisted the moment I read his name. I almost called in sick. Almost.All night I kept my distance — hiding in the kitchen, swapping stations with Clara twice, keeping my eyes on the floor like a good little maid. The black and white uniform they made us wear was too tight, too short, the apron barely covering anything. Every time I moved, I could feel the hem riding up my thighs. I told myself I was being professional. I told myself I was over him.But Zane was never one to let me run.“Savannah,” he drawled when I was finally forced to serve his side of the long, elegant dining table. His voice was smooth as the expensive wine in my hand, loud enough for the whole table to hear the polite surface, but I caught the sharp edge underneath. “Nice uniform. Finally found a job that suits that attitude of yours.”His new girlfriend laughed politely beside him, none the wiser.
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