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Stranded with Stepbrothers(2)
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2026-04-30 21:05:08
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THE ART OF SINS My Stalker’s Toy(3)
Chapter 3 I stood outside his apartment door wearing the shortest dress I owned. It was black, skin-tight, and barely covered my ass. No bra. No panties. The plug was still inside me from the night before, making every step feel filthy and full. My heart pounded as I knocked once. The door opened immediately. He stood there in dark pants and a black shirt. His eyes dragged over me slowly, taking in the way the dress clung to my body and how hard my nipples were against the thin fabric. “Come in.” I stepped inside. He locked the door behind me and turned me around so my back was against it. “Lift the dress. Show me.” I pulled the hem up to my waist. He looked at my bare pussy and the base of the plug between my cheeks. His hand slid between my legs and gave the plug a gentle tug. “Still in like I told you. Good girl.” He pushed two fingers into my pussy and pumped them slowly while his thumb brushed my clit. “You are already wet. Have you been thinking about this all day?”
THE ART OF SINS My Stalker’s Toy(2)
Chapter 2 I did not sleep much. Every time I closed my eyes I saw him standing in my apartment like he owned it. I felt his fingers inside me. I felt his cock stretching me open while he told me I belonged to him. His cum had dried on my thighs. I had not cleaned it up. I told myself it was because I was scared of what he would do if he found out I disobeyed. But that was a lie. Part of me liked the reminder. In the morning I stood in front of my closet for a long time. No panties. He had been very clear. I chose a short black skirt and a loose sweater. The skirt barely covered my ass. Every step made me aware of how bare I was underneath. I felt exposed even though no one could see. I went to work like normal. Or tried to. Every time my phone buzzed I jumped. It was never him. By lunch I was wet again just from the constant anticipation. When I got home the door was unlocked. I had left it that way on purpose. My heart pounded as I stepped inside. The apartment looked the same b
THE ART OF SINS My Stalker’s Toy(1)
Chapter 1: He Was Already Inside I knew something was wrong the second I stepped into my apartment. The air felt different. Thicker. Like someone else had been breathing it. I stood in the doorway with my keys still in my hand and listened. Nothing. Just the low hum of the fridge and the distant sound of traffic outside. I told myself I was being paranoid. New city. New building. New life after everything that happened with my ex. Of course I was jumpy. I locked the door behind me and dropped my bag on the couch. Then I saw it. My favorite black lace panties were folded neatly on the kitchen counter. I had not left them there. I knew I had not. They had been in my laundry basket this morning. My stomach dropped. I backed toward the door, heart hammering, when a low voice came from the shadows near my bedroom. “Do not scream.” He stepped out slowly. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair. Sharp jaw. Black eyes that looked at me like he already owned every inch of me. He was wearing
THE ART OF SINS The Professor’s Filthy Pet(3)
Chapter 3 I arrived at his office at exactly four. The hallway was quiet. Most professors had already left for the day. I knocked once and heard his low voice tell me to come in. Professor Voss sat behind his desk grading papers like nothing unusual was happening. He glanced up when I entered and locked the door behind me with a quiet click. “On your knees. Under the desk. Now.” I dropped to the floor and crawled into the small space beneath his large wooden desk. It was tight. My back pressed against the front panel. He spread his legs and I moved between them. “Take it out.” I reached up and unzipped his pants. His cock was already half hard. I pulled it free and wrapped my hand around the base. He went back to grading like I was not even there. “Suck. Keep it warm in your mouth until I tell you otherwise. Do not make me come yet.” I leaned forward and took him between my lips. The taste of him filled my mouth. I sucked slowly at first then settled into a steady rhythm, keep
THE ART OF SINS The Professor’s Filthy Pet(2)
Chapter 2 I rolled onto my stomach and gripped the headboard with both hands. The wood was cool under my fingers. My bare ass was raised slightly because my knees were bent. I felt completely exposed and I could already feel fresh wetness gathering between my legs. Professor Voss climbed onto the bed behind me. He did not touch me at first. He just stayed there letting the silence stretch until I could hear my own breathing. “Beg,” he said. My voice came out smaller than I wanted. “Please fuck me sir.” “Better. But not filthy enough.” His hand came down hard on my right ass cheek. The sting bloomed hot. “Try again. Tell me exactly what you want my cock to do to you.” I swallowed. “Please fuck my pussy sir. Please use me hard.” Another slap landed on the left cheek. Then his fingers dragged through my folds and found me soaked. “You are dripping again. Such a desperate little pet.” He pushed two fingers inside me and pumped them a few times before pulling them out. “One more ti
THE ART OF SINS The Professor’s Filthy Pet
Chapter 1: The Offer After Class I knocked once on Professor Elias Voss’s office door and waited. My stomach twisted. I already knew why he had asked me to stay after the exam. The door opened. He filled the frame in a dark button-down shirt and rolled sleeves. Tall, late thirties, sharp jaw, cold gray eyes that always looked like they were undressing everyone in the lecture hall. Tattoos peeked from under one cuff. He stepped aside without a word. “Close the door, Miss Hale.” I did. The lock clicked behind me. He walked to his desk and turned the laptop toward me. On the screen was clear footage from the exam room. Me. Sliding a folded paper from my sleeve and copying answers. My face was visible. Timestamped. Undeniable. My throat went dry. “Professor Voss, I can explain—” “No you cannot.” His voice was low and calm. “Academic dishonesty. Automatic fail. Possible expulsion. Scholarship gone. Future gone.” He closed the laptop. “Unless we reach an arrangement.” I stayed stand
THE ART OF SINS STEP DADDY’S LITTLE SECRET(2)
**Chapter 2: The Night the Line Finally Snapped** I stood there with my back pressed against the bedroom door for what felt like forever, my heart hammering so hard it shook my whole body. The sundress was still clinging to my skin, damp and useless now that my panties were soaked through from ju
THE ART OF SINS STEP DADDY’S LITTLE SECRET(1)
* **Chapter 1: The Secret I Was Never Supposed to See** I never meant to catch him. But the moment I stepped through the front door of our lakeside mansion that sticky June evening, the humid air thick with the scent of pine and chlorine from the pool out back, everything changed. I was ninete
THE ART OF SINS The Professor's Forbidden Pet(5)
**Chapter 5** The lecture hall felt smaller than usual when I walked in the next afternoon with my heart already racing before Professor Grant had even said a single word. I had followed his orders exactly like the good little pet he wanted me to be and I wore a short pleated skirt with no pantie
THE ART OF SINS The Professor's Forbidden Pet(4)
**Chapter 4**I stared at the glowing screen of my phone with my heart pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears, and the text from my roommate stared back at me like a warning I could not ignore. She had seen my car parked just down the street from Professor Grant’s house and wanted to know why
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