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THE SMALL BLACK BOX
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2025-09-24 12:37:05
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SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND ON THE RUN
KARIMA HEARTI tried to swallow, but even that also felt impossible, my throat locked tight. My brain was rebooting all over again.But… how the hell does Malcom know about this? And why has he been sitting on it for God knows how long? That was the strangest part. So why bring it up now?Questions just kept crashing into each other in my head until he finally broke the silence."I know you love acting stubborn whenever people tell you not to do something," he said, his voice low, controlled, not a single trace of yelling this time. "And I can bet right now you’re planning to do the same with me. But please… just this once, listen. Stay away from Owian. Stay away from Mum too."It wasn’t a threat. It wasn’t even an order. It was softer, scarier, like my life itself was tied to whatever choice I made.He stepped closer. "You know I love you, Karry. I’d never hurt you. Just… do as I ask."Before I could react, he leaned in, cupping my face in his warm hands and pressing a soft kiss on m
SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND CONNECTING THE DOTS
KARIMA HEARTI climbed the stairs, my legs trembling like something electric was crawling under my skin.Two things were clear in my head: First, whatever I would say in my defense had better not trigger Malcom, and second, I can't afford to get him any angrier than he already was.He walked in first, me trailing behind with my bag clutched tight against me like some kind of shield. The door clicked shut, and there he was, already seated in the single armchair. The one no one else ever dared touch. Then again, hardly anyone ever stepped foot inside his room.That was Malcom, strange in ways most people mistook for arrogance, and some even tagged him as a narcissist. But being his sister, I knew better. He lived in the grey areas. Not a full-blown narcissist, not exactly normal either. Just… somewhere in between."Are you cold?" he asked the second, our eyes locked.I froze. Had I heard that right? No. That had to be a slip.But then he said it again, slower this time."You’re shaking,
SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND TWO FACED LIAR
KARIMA HEARTThe tension in the room was thick enough to choke on. Mum and Owain hadn’t stopped staring at each other, like some silent conversation I wasn’t invited into. I glanced from Mum to Owain, then back again, but neither of them budged. Their eyes stayed locked."Listen here," I cut in, my voice firmer than I intended. "You two are acting strangely. What’s going on, Mum?"Her eyes flicked at me, her lips curving into a faint smile I knew was forced."It’s nothing, sweetheart," she said, clasping her hands tightly on her lap as if it were the most natural thing in the world.I let out a short laugh, a bitter one. "You can’t say 'nothing' when there’s clearly something. We just went from smiles to… whatever this is. And you expect me to believe that?"I turned to Owain, but he rolled his eyes and shifted his gaze to the room’s dull décor, suddenly very interested in the peeling paint."This is the part where one of you has to say something," I pressed, my voice tightening, almo
SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND CONFUSED
KARIMA HEARTI slid into the front passenger seat next to Owain. The door clicked shut, and my eyes shot to him immediately. He didn’t even glance my way. He was too busy digging through the glove compartment, like the world inside there was more important than me."Can you explain what all of that was about?" My voice came out steady, though I knew one more notch higher, and I’d been shouting already.He didn’t bother facing me. His eyes stayed glued to the mess of crumpled papers and maybe empty nylons in the compartment, fingers moving through them with a calm sharpness that felt deliberate."If you’ve got questions, Karry, ask them directly. Don’t start circling around it.""I’m not circling around anything...""Really? Do you usually argue about things this way? Because it sounds like you do this often. You hear two things and decide to argue about the one that matters less."His tone was smooth, cocky, almost amused, as he pulled out a blue tube like he’d just won something impo
SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND CHEESY GRIN
KARIMA HEART“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice strangely calmer now, curiosity slowly swallowing the anger I’d been holding on to.He didn’t answer. Instead, I felt his hand sneak around my waist, pulling me closer.I slammed against his chest: hard, solid, like cement. For a second I froze there in the darkness, unable to move. I was practically straining to catch even a glimpse of his face. He, on the other hand, didn’t seem the least bit bothered.His fingers strolled down my cheek, slowly and deliberately, like he already knew the exact map of my face. Every line, every angle, nothing uncertain in the way he touched me.And me? I was just left to my own wild imagination.“Let go of me. Right now,” I barked, but the strain in my voice betrayed me. Anyone who could hear it would know I didn’t sound so sure. It was as if my brain was trying to fight, switching to danger mode, while my body melted against his pull.His fingers brushed my lips. Soft. Carefully. My resolve cracked i
SUBMISSIVE TO MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND DON'T BE TOO SURE
KARIMA HEARTBy the time I exhaled that last shaky breath, the restraint bit into me, a reminder that I wasn’t in control, not even close. Then he leaned in, his breath hot against my ear, teasing, commanding.“You ready to cum now?”The answer slipped out of me without thought, my voice already tired and broken with need.“Yes… please.”“Ghost… remember?” His voice sank lower, darker, as if branding the word into me.“Yes, Ghost!” I moaned, my body trembling, the orgasm clawing inside me, tearing apart the last shred of composure I had.“That’s it, wildcat. So… you can cum now.”His words dragged, smug, deliberately. He didn’t even finish before it hit me, an unrelenting rush that ripped through me. My lids slammed shut, my hips straining against the dildo, pushing harder, faster, desperate to take more, as if my walls wanted a thousand more at once. The damn orgasm rushing. That’s how crazy it felt like at the point of spilling.Then he pulled out, suddenly and cruelly, only for his
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