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Behind the Lattice

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last update publish date: 2026-05-24 05:04:34

2 days later, the church sat quiet again after the last evening Mass. Father Elias had barely slept since Sophia’s first confession. Every night he lay in his small rectory bed with his cock hard and leaking, fighting the urge to stroke it while her words replayed in his head. He told himself he wouldn’t see her again. He would assign another priest if she came back.

But when the confessional door clicked shut on the penitent’s side that Thursday night, he stayed right where he was.

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  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp2

    He didn’t give her long to recover. The water bottle was still half-full when he took it out of her hand and set it it aside. Lena’s legs felt like they belonged to someone else. Her ass burned from the cane and the stretch of his cock. Her clit pulsed like a second heartbeat.He pointed at the padded bench. “Back on it. On your back this time. Legs open.”She climbed up. The leather stuck to the sweat on her skin. He locked her ankles into the stirrups at the end, forcing her thighs wide. Then he clipped her wrists to the sides so she couldn’t cover herself. Fully exposed. Pussy pink and swollen, still shiny from earlier.He stood between her legs and looked down at her like he was deciding what to ruin next. “You came hard. Made a mess of the bench. I like that. Means your body already knows who it belongs to tonight.”He opened a drawer under the table and pulled out a thick black dildo—heavy, veined, bigger than what he’d just had in her ass. He coated it with lube, then pressed t

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chp1

    The club smelled like leather, sweat, and something sharper underneath,like fear mixed with arousal. Lena pushed through the heavy door after the doorman checked her name against the list. No phones. No real names past the threshold. She’d signed the papers weeks ago, the ones that listed limits and hard stops, but standing here in the dim red light of the main floor made those papers feel like they belonged to someone else. She wore what they’d told her to: a thin black dress that barely covered her ass, no underwear, heels that forced her to walk careful. Her wrists were already cuffed loosely in front of her with soft leather, a temporary pair the attendant had clicked on after she stripped in the locker room. The metal rings on them clinked when she moved. A man waited near the far wall, arms crossed. Tall, broad through the shoulders, dark shirt open at the collar. Silver at the temples. He looked her over like he was checking inventory. “You’re late,” he said. Not loud.

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Night Drive - final

    I spent the rest of the day exactly the way he ordered—naked, messy, leaking. Every time I walked to the kitchen for water or sat on the couch, more of him slid down the inside of my thighs. The air in the house felt thick with it. He didn’t touch me again until the sun started going down. Just watched. Corrected my posture when I tried to close my legs. Made me spread wider on the couch while he worked on his laptop like nothing was wrong. By the time the sky outside turned dark I was aching in every place he’d used me. My ass still burned from the belt. My wrists were marked from the cuffs. My pussy and ass both felt swollen and sore. And I was still so turned on it hurt. He closed the laptop around eight and looked at me for a long time. “Upstairs. My room this time.” I stood on shaky legs and followed him. His bedroom was bigger, darker. He didn’t turn on the overhead light—just the lamp by the bed. Soft yellow glow. He pointed at the mattress. “On your back. Hands above you

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Night Drive 5

    I sat on the couch exactly the way he left me—legs spread, back against the leather, face still sticky with his cum. It had started to dry in tight patches on my cheeks and across my lips. Every time I breathed I could taste him. Between my legs I was still leaking, a slow warm trickle that had already made a dark spot on the cushion under my ass. He sat in the armchair across from me and drank his coffee like we were just having a normal morning. Eyes never left me. Every few minutes he’d set the mug down, lean forward, and just look at the mess between my thighs or the red stripes still glowing across my ass. “You’re dripping on the furniture,” he said after a while. Voice calm. Almost bored. “Clean it up.” I blinked. “How?” “Get on your knees. Face down. Lick it.” My face burned, but I slid off the couch onto the floor. The carpet was rough under my knees. I leaned in and put my tongue against the wet spot I’d left. It tasted like both of us—his cum mixed with my own. I licke

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Night Drive 4

    I stood under the hot water longer than the ten minutes he gave me. The spray stung the marks on my wrists and the handprints still fading on my ass. His cum was still leaking out of me—slow thick drips that ran down the inside of my thighs and disappeared into the drain. I washed between my legs carefully, but every pass of the cloth made my clit throb again. I was still so sensitive it almost hurt. When I finally stepped out and dried off, I didn’t bother with clothes. He hadn’t told me to get dressed. I walked downstairs naked, hair dripping, the air cool against my skin. He was in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a mug of coffee. Still in the black t-shirt and uniform pants. He looked me over once, slow, from wet hair to the fresh bruises on my hips, then nodded toward the kitchen table. “Sit.” I sat. The wooden chair was hard under my bare ass. He set a glass of water in front of me and waited until I drank half of it. “You’re going to stay naked in this house

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Night Drive3

    I woke up to the sound of the door opening. Morning light was already coming through the blinds. My wrists were still locked behind my back, shoulders aching from the angle. The glass toy was still buried deep inside me—every time I shifted in my sleep it had pressed against that spot and made me whimper without meaning to. The sheets under me were soaked. His cum from last night had dried sticky on my thighs and between my cheeks. He walked in already dressed in his uniform pants and a plain black t-shirt. No badge this time. Just the belt. He stood at the foot of the bed and looked at the mess I’d made. “Still full. Good girl.” He unlocked the cuffs. My arms dropped like dead weight. Pins and needles shot through them as the blood rushed back. I didn’t even try to move yet. He reached between my legs and slowly pulled the toy out. It came free with a wet sound and a thick string of cum followed it, dripping onto the already ruined sheets. “On your back. Legs open.” I rolled o

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Daddy's Turn

    Mark stood there in the near-dark, the faint glow from my nightlight catching the hard line of his jaw and the massive bulge straining the front of his gray sweatpants. He didn’t look shocked nor angry. He just looked… hungry. Like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. He stepped all the wa

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught!

    I bit down hard on the pillow to keep from screaming as Jake’s thick cock drove into me again, and again, stretching my dripping pussy wide open. The bed creaked under us like it was about to give out, but I didn’t care, not tonight, not when his hips were slamming against my ass so perfectly,

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The Wrong Send

    *A New Collection I was sprawled across my bed in nothing but the thin silk robe I’d stolen from Mom’s closet, the fabric slipping off one shoulder as I read Tyler’s latest text for the third time. “Babe, I’m dying over here. Send me something filthy so I can stroke to it before I lose my mind.”

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Gangbanged by Strangers: Recked

    The hotel room door barely clicked shut before hands were all over me. Not gentle. Not careful. Hungry. Mike shoved me backward onto the nearest bed so hard my back bounced on the mattress. The lamp cast ugly yellow light across the room, but nobody cared about romance. My head was still spinni

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