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CRIPPLING GUILT

Author: DIAMONDLEE
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-15 07:04:08

SERA

The water was hot, almost scalding as it pounded against my skin. I stood still under the stream from the shower, letting it wash over me, hoping it would burn away the memory of last night.

It didn’t.

If anything, it carved it deeper.

I had washed my body already, twice, maybe three times now but I still felt like I was carrying last night on my skin.

No… inside my skin.

My hands braced against the cool marble wall, but all I could feel were his hands, his mouth, and the way he touched me like I was something he’d been starving for. The way he tasted me like he couldn’t get enough.

A low, shaky breath slipped out of me. I could feel him even now, ghosts of his tongue, his teeth, and his fingers still echoing between my thighs.

God.

What have I done?

I cheated on Jared… with his fucking brother!

I’d practically ridden his face like a desperate woman, clawed at his hair, begged him to make me cum… and he had. The best orgasm I have had in a very long time.

And then I ran.

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  • The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories)   THE AFTERMATH

    NIAMy entire body was sore, having a certain ache that I couldn't explain. My head was fuzzy, and I felt dazed and hazy. Almost distantly, I could feel Damian's hands running along my thighs, and they slid to my back, helping me sit upright on the table. I tried not to wince at the sudden pressure against my ass, or my lower body in general, as Damian's hands reached for my wrists. He quickly undid the tie around them, removing the knot gently as he let the roughened fabric of his tie fall to the floor. He brought my wrists to his lips, closing the distance between the two surfaces as he let his lips meet the reddened and slightly swollen skin around my wrists in a soft, gentle kiss. It was as if his entire dominant demeanor had fallen away, leaving this soft spoken man that could do no wrong. The switch messed with my head in such a way I couldn’t explain. Wordlessly, Damian carried me from the table, his hands tripping my thighs to lift me as he settled on his chair, letting

  • The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories)   It was messy and downright filthy

    NIAMy back was pressed against the desk, the edge digging into my skin as my legs hovered over the edge awkwardly. I was sniffling, and my tears didn't seem like they were stopping anytime soon. My panties had been disposed of in a random corner, and I laid there, my bare cunt out in the open with my skirt raised. Damian was between my thighs, looking just as wrecked as I felt.My hole clenched around nothing, and I whimpered as I felt yet another drop of his cum slip out of me, joining the ones already on the floor. “So fucking ungrateful,” Damian spat, raising a hand to slap my cunt. I flinched, sniffling as fat tears rolled down my face more. “I told you to keep it in, didn't I?”“S-Sorry– I'm s…sorry,” I managed in between gasps. “Can't– I can't help i-it.” “No? That's too bad.” Damian slapped my inner thigh, the spot quickly turning a bright pink at the impact. I writhed underneath his gaze. “Maybe I shouldn't just fuck you at all. Since you can't even do something this sim

  • The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories)   GET ON YOUR KNEES

    NIAMy chest was heaving as I panted, my vision slightly blurry as I struggled to catch my breath. My legs were shaking, my ass was burning, and I couldn't stop crying. I was pretty sure if I checked, I would see clear imprints of his palm on my skin, swollen and a bit bruised. Damian just loomed over me, staring down at me with a hit of softness in his eyes as he raked his hand through my hair, carefully moving the strands away from my face. “Are you okay?” Damian asked, his whole dominant persona slipping away as he cradled my face in one hand, pressing a kiss against my forehead. His fingers brushed my cheeks, gently wiping my tears away. “Do you need me to stop?” I hiccuped, my breath hitching lightly as I breathed slowly through my nose. I gathered my strength and shook my head lightly. I didn't want to stop. I was so turned on, I was pretty sure if he spanked me again, I would cum untouched. Damian's gaze softened. “Words, baby.” I swallowed, parting my lips. “I'm okay… w

  • The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories)   PUNISHMENT

    NIAI stood in front of the lecture hall, fiddling with my pen absent mindedly as I struggled to find my words. Damian was seated in front of me, his gaze focused on his tablet in the tense silence. The class had ended, and just like he had asked, I had waited behind. Both of us remained in the empty hall, and now, nervously shuffling before him as he ignored my presence, I realised I had absolutely nothing to say. “Um…” I started as I struggled internally. God, this was awkward. “Can I… have my phone back?”Damian's gaze snapped to mine quickly, and he pinned me with a look that made me shrink in on myself. “No,” he said coldly, his voice sharp as he practically glared at me. I snapped my mouth shut once again, and I looked away from him. He continued going through his tablet for what seemed like years, and when he was done, he shut it off and stood up, folding his arms across his chest as he looked at me. I felt a little self-conscious all of a sudden, and I exhaled softly. “

  • The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories)   AFTER CLASS

    NIAThis was ridiculous. I was seated in the third row of my class. It was the first time I was taking a class like this, and I had only done it on a whim because it seemed easy and I needed good grades, and this seemed like a good enough investment. Of course, I had heard the professor was hot, and that fact had definitely contributed to my decision, but I didn't expect it to be him. Damian. I could be mistaken, considering he was wearing a mask the entirety of last night, but with my luck, I highly doubted it. I could recognize those lips anywhere and his eyes… Now, without the lacy black mask covering his gorgeous eyes, I could see them much more clearly. The lecture hall was well lit, too, and the way his clear skin shone underneath the lights was breathtaking. I swallowed thickly as Damian's eyes slowly moved away from mine, and he turned back to the rest of the class. I watched as he cleared his throat and adjusted his suit, walking across the stage platform as he continue

  • The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories)   PROFESSOR

    DAMONI was seated on the bed, debating on how to get up from the bed without causing myself too much pain.My lips parted, a soft sigh escaping them as I stretched my legs. I raised my hands to the back of my head, gently untying the mask and removing it from my face. I held the carved piece of lace decorated plastic in my hands briefly before throwing it half-heartedly on the bedside desk. For the umpteenth time this morning, I let my eyes move over the room, taking in the empty and almost lonely space with slight longing. I missed her. I didn't really know her, but my god, did I miss her. I had woken up about thirty minutes ago, and the first thing I had noticed was how empty the bed was, and when my vision had cleared well enough for me to look around, I noticed the absence and lack of her presence and belongings in general. It hadn't taken a genius for me to realise that she had left early before I had woken up, most likely not too keen on seeing my face after the night we h

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