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Chapter 32: Public Claiming
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2026-07-21 05:30:30
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Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 33: The Pregnancy Scare
Emma stared at the calendar on her phone for the third time that morning, heart hammering. Two weeks late. Her period had always been regular until now.The penthouse felt too quiet. Marcus and Ryan were already in the kitchen making coffee when she walked in, still in one of Ryan’s oversized shirts, day collar visible against her throat.“I’m late,” she said without preamble. “Really late.”The words dropped like a bomb. Ryan set his mug down slowly. Marcus froze mid-pour.For a long moment, no one spoke. Then the energy in the room shifted—fear, excitement, raw possessiveness all crashing together.“Come here,” Marcus said, voice rough. He pulled her into his arms first, then Ryan joined, sandwiching her between them.The breeding kink that had always been dirty talk suddenly felt very real.That night, the sex was raw and emotional in a way it had never been.They took her to the bed slowly at first. Ryan undressed her with careful hands, kissing every inch of skin as if she were a
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 32: Public Claiming
The annual Apex Charity Gala was the biggest event of the season crystal chandeliers, designer gowns, and powerful people pretending they cared about causes while networking ruthlessly. Emma walked into the ballroom between Marcus and Ryan, their shared date for the night. Her floor-length emerald gown hugged her body perfectly, but underneath she wore nothing except the heavy stainless steel plug in her ass and the discreet day collar hidden beneath a diamond choker.A small remote-controlled vibrator buzzed against her clit on the lowest setting. Ryan held the controller in his pocket.“Smile, slut,” Marcus murmured against her ear as cameras flashed. “Let them see what a perfect executive you are while your holes are stuffed for us.”The public claiming had begun.They paraded her through the crowd. Board members, rival executives, and high-society wives all smiled politely at the “close-knit family.” No one knew the truth. No one knew that with every step the plug shifted inside h
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 31: Shared Vulnerability
The penthouse was quiet the night after the punishment. Emma’s body still ached welts raised across her ass like faint pink lightning bolts, her throat sore and raw from the way Marcus had choked her during the final wave, her pussy and ass pulsing with a deep, throbbing tenderness from the relentless forced orgasms that had left her body shaking and empty. She moved slowly, deliberately, as she stepped out of the shower, water still beading on her skin and running in rivulets down her curves. The soft towel felt too luxurious against her sensitized flesh, but it was the only thing that could soothe the raw edges without triggering more pain. Around her neck, the day collar sat cool and unyielding, its metal band a constant, grounding weight a reminder that even in this fragile moment of peace, she belonged to them, body and heart.Marcus and Ryan were waiting for her in the bedroom, the lights dimmed to a low, golden glow that cast long shadows across the massive bed. No toys. No rop
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 30: Breaking The Rules
Emma knew exactly what she was doing.It was a small rule nothing in the original contract or the new “wife protocols,” but one they’d reinforced during the cabin weekend like gospel. She was never allowed to touch herself without permission. Not even to adjust the plug. Day eight of what should have been the end of her denial, and here she was, deliberately breaking it in the executive bathroom during lunch.She didn’t even try to hide it well. The door she left ajar, just a crack for anyone with eyes on the building’s security feeds to see. She leaned back against the marble sink, heels clicking against the floor as she rolled her hips once, twice, then pressed her palm firmly between her legs. The plug shifted inside her, sending a sharp spark of heat straight to her core. A low moan escaped her throat loud enough, deliberate enough. “Fuck,” she whispered, more to herself than anyone, but the cameras would catch every syllable.Twenty minutes later, the door to the executive suite
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 29: Family Crisis
The family home smelled like pot roast and nostalgia. Emma’s parents had invited everyone for Sunday dinner under the pretense of “catching up.” What they really wanted was to drop their bombshell.“We’re going on a surprise anniversary cruise!” her mom announced, beaming as she passed the mashed potatoes. “Three weeks in the Mediterranean. Just the two of us. You kids can hold down the fort, right?”Emma forced a smile, fork frozen halfway to her mouth. Across the table, Marcus’s eyes met hers for a split second dark, hungry, dangerous. Ryan kept his expression neutral, but his foot brushed hers under the table.Three weeks without them. Three weeks of pretending to be the normal stepsister while their dynamic had become anything but.The bruises from the parking garage reclamation and the intense punishment still lingered on her thighs and ass. The day collar was hidden under a high-neck sweater, but every shift of fabric reminded her of its presence. One wrong move and everything c
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 28: Rival’s Move
The underground parking garage beneath Apex Tower was mostly empty at 8:45 p.m. Emma’s heels echoed sharply as she walked toward the reserved spots where Marcus and Ryan waited. The weekend training still lingered in every step her ass tender, throat slightly sore, body humming from five days of orgasm denial. The day collar felt heavier than usual under her silk blouse.She never made it to the car.“Emma Thompson.”The voice came from behind a concrete pillar. A tall man in an expensive navy suit stepped out late thirties, sharp features, cold blue eyes. Victor Lang, Harlan Voss’s new right-hand executive. He’d been circling Apex for weeks.“I have something you should see.” He held up his phone, screen glowing with partial screenshots: emails from the restricted folder, timestamps matching her access, and a blurry photo of her leaving the building late with a USB drive. It wasn’t enough to prove anything, but it looked damning.Emma’s blood ran cold. “That’s not”“Save it,” Lang cu
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