The Sex Auction Part 2: Intro: Maltida meets her new owner and gets familiar with him in the best possible way.Maltida's P.O.V."Maltida meet your new owner Mr Dante"The woman said in a brusque tone as Maltida continued to stare at him, unable to look away. "He will spend the next hour giving you a demonstration of his expectations. "Yes," Maltida said finally managing to tear her gaze away from the intimidating man and dropping her eyes. She shifted, her hand coming up to grip the opposite arm as she tried to cover herself just a little without making it look like she was actually covering herself. "Stand right here," Mr. Dante said, his voice low but clear, the rumbling quality of it rolling through her body and making her shiver. She flushed hot and cold, hugging herself with both arms now as her thighs pressed together unsure if she was doing so because she was feeling ashamed and maybe a little frightened by his coldly impersonal voice and the casual way he was talking about
Begging For The last StrawIntro- She begs for her job with the only thing she could think of!"Show me how much you want to keep your position.”He says, Camilla's decision only took a moment. If she was turned out here, there was nowhere for her to go. Reluctantly, she leaned forward, her hands pressed over her chest as she struggled to keep the straining shirt closed over her ample breasts, and she licked the tip of his cock. Groaning, Sir Pedro pushed his member between her lips, forcing her cheeks outwards as he filled her mouth with his meaty flesh. Shocked, she realized that he was much bigger than any of the boys her own age that she'd been with, and she'd been with several. There was just something about the itch between her legs that she couldn't ignore, even though it had gotten her into trouble more than once. Taking his large cock between her lips, and he certainly didn’t seem any less robust or aroused than a younger man. Blushing shamefully, her cheeks turned an even d
Strange and exotic Intro- Strange and exotic sex with her daddy(Sex master)Monica's P.O.V.The first thing that he had Monica do when she arrived at his study was completely undress. Then, as he was fully clothed, he inspected her entire body, making her blush as his hands and mouth moved over her bare skin. She felt incredibly open and vulnerable, very naughty as this man who was completely and modestly dressed as he examined every part of her bareness. His mouth lingered on her nipples and breasts, at the nape of her neck, tracing a path up her thighs until he began to lick at her pussy. Moaning, she stood there, her hands resting on his head with her legs wide apart, just trying to stay upright as the intense feelings washed over her. Monica couldn't remember the last time anyone had showed such a pleasant interest in her body, She'd always been a sensual creature, and this was the best sex she'd ever had in her life. So maybe wanting to lick her was a little perverted.He push
Trapped GyspyIntro- This scene is set between the 1815 in England, Tamara is a poor gyspy that was taken into custody by the duke!"Come here girl, I've got something for you"The Duke said, striding into the tent and heading for Tamara. She froze, staring at him like a frightened doe. Beside her one of the maids said nothing, calmly setting down her buckets of water and moving out sauntering away from the tent. Obviously she wasn't going to get any help from her. "On your knees." Clenching her hands into her skirts Tamara got on her knees, telling herself that she should be thankful that he didn't want to get between her legs. She was far too scared and it didn't look like anyone would be helping her If the Duke changed his mind about how he wanted to be pleasured. Looking up at his cruel face she felt her stomach sinking at the smile she saw there. His hand fisted in the back of her hair, pulling her forward as he used his other hand to free himself from his unlaced breeches.Auto
Her Masked Lover Intro- He was her mystery crush and now her mystery loverBriana's P.O.V."Bri...."A soothing soft voice calls out.The sound of the voice startled me, causing me to stop, He gripped my waist from behind me and pressed his lips against the back of my neck. My body immediately filled with the most intense passion. I couldn’t see him; I could only feel him. And God didn’t he feel good.“I tried to picture what you would look like"He says, His touch was deeper, more demanding than it had been at their first encounter. "You’re so much more gorgeous than I thought.” His breath warmed my neck like there was fire in his words. I wrapped my hands over his to take in more of his heat, I felt the roughness on his fingers, and it reminded me of his strength. “Are we going to go inside?”“Not yet.”I tried to move, but he wouldn’t let me. “Then let me turn around, so I can see you.”“You’re not getting that yet either.” He pushed his chest against my back and tightened his gri
Her masked Lover Part 2Intro- She meets her mystery man yet again and this time he's unmasked!Briana's P.O.V.I held his face, the bristles of his scruff rubbing against my skin. His deep charcoal eyes penetrated me, his lips urging me forward. The last time they had touched mine was in the alley. I hungered for them now more than I had then.He didn’t move closer. He wasn’t touching me. He was allowing me to take things at a pace I was comfortable with, leaving it all on me. I respected him for that. Staring at his tempting delicious lips, I couldn’t wait a second more. I closed my eyes and the distance between us, pressing my mouth gently against his. He surrounded my lips, slowly, our tastes mixing.“No mask,”I said.I opened my eyes and took my hands off his face, so I could wrap my arms around his neck. "No mask.”He agreed softly..He leaned in and kissed my neck, staring at me the whole time while I watched him in return. He then grazed my chin, moved across my cheek, and the
Anne Marie’s Sneaky Link Intro- She had a boyfriend but prefers her sneaky Link to her boyfriend, he's the only one who knows just how to make her feel good, he knows all her soft spots and he knows just how much she wants him.Marie's P.O.V.His voice dropped even lower, as if he was talking to himself and not to her as his hand curved under her chin so he could rub his thumb over her lower lip, his eyes latching onto her mouth. She knew he was going to kiss her then and her body tingled at the thought of that. She tipped her head back a little further and met his lips with hers, her hands reaching up to touch his chest as he angled her towards him, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against him. The kiss was gentle, seductive, coaxing. Marie shivered with pleasure, opening her mouth to accept his tongue, her own moving to caress his. As she kissed him back, she could feel rather than hear the groan deep in his chest as his arms tightened and their kiss deepened. T
Ingrid's diary Intro- She does and explores all her sexual fantasies!Ingrid's P.O.V.Rolling onto her back, Ingrid slowly spread her shapely thighs, revealing her juicy wet slit in the nest of a silky dark pussy hair."Come on," she whispered, writhing her quivering ass around or, the mattress. As Thomas crawled between her lewdly spread legs, Ingrid could feel his hot cock-head brushing against the smooth flesh of her creamy inner thighs. Pulling his handsome face down, Ingrid covered his lips with her hot open mouth, slipping her hot tongue between his teeth until it was swirled languidly around his. Reaching down, Ingrid gasped the thick meaty cock was slowly advancing toward her hot pussyhole."Oh, sweet baby," she sobbed, grinding her passion-swollen slit against the head of his big swollen cock. "Give it to me, honey. Give it all to me."Crazed with lust at the feel of her fiery cunt-lips sensually swallowing his pulsing cock-head, Thomas gave a mighty lunge, slamming his h
The Prescription for Obsession Intro It started with the migraines, sharp, blinding, and unrelenting. When Léa Rousseau walked into the Neurological Hospital for what she thought would be just another examination, she didn’t expect to become the obsession of the man behind the cold stethoscope. Dr. Adrien Grey was clinical perfection. Brilliant. Composed. Unnervingly intense. But beneath his tailored white coat and sterile touch was something darker something that stirred the moment Léa stepped into his office. She wasn’t just another patient. She was temptation laced in innocence, and he was a man already breaking. Their sessions grew longer, his questions more personal, his presence more frequent until his house calls became a routine and her bedroom, his sanctuary of sin. Now, he touches her like he’s studying her anatomy by heart. Ties her like he’s claiming territory. Spanks her like she’s his punishment and reward. And Léa? She lets him. Craves it. Because she’s
Filth and Fire Intro; Some cravings are not meant to be tamed. They’re meant to destroy.Vera Leclair was supposed to be off-limits. She is too young, too sweet, too breakable. But Émile Rousseau never cared for rules especially not when they stood in the way of obsession. She walked into his gallery looking for art. She left with a leash around her throat and her soul in his hands. Émile doesn’t love. He owns. A self-made billionaire known for his cold detachment and darker appetites, he keeps his lovers bound in silence used, ruined, forgotten. But Vera isn’t like the others. She doesn’t run. She doesn’t break. She begs and it drives him insane. Behind closed doors, she’s on her knees for him, Spanked, gagged, fucked until she forgets her name. In public, she’s the perfect temptation his hidden sin wrapped in innocence. What starts as a game of power and filth quickly spirals into something deeper. Need turns to addiction. Possession turns to madness and when Émile realizes h
Situationship Intro; Irina never believed in winning not in love, not in life, and definitely not in a prestigious writing competition she nearly didn’t enter. Drowning in debt, barely keeping her antique store alive, and questioning every move she’s ever made, she had nothing but her words and even those felt small. But one person pushed her forward, over and over again: Salvatore. Charming, magnetic, and carved from a world of sharp suits and silk power, Salvatore is everything Irina isn’t. Where she breaks, he holds. Where she hesitates, he devours. Their friendship had rules at least she thought it did. But friends don’t show up unannounced at midnight. Friends don’t kiss your forehead like it means something. And friends don’t look at you like they want to ruin you, body and soul. For weeks, their connection has been a slow, dangerous burn. A brush of fingers too long. A laugh too intimate. A stare that strips her bare. Irina tells herself they’re opposites, that men like h
The Student’s Shame Intro; Mira is a strict, confident private tutor hired to keep a wealthy 19 year old student from failing out of school. But Leo isn’t just distracted he’s obsessed. Every night, he watches her through the cracks of her door, touching himself as she undresses, too ashamed to stop. What begins as silent voyeurism turns into something darker when Mira catches him in the act. But instead of kicking him out, she decides to punish him. Hard. With cuffs, control, and cruel teasing, she flips the power dynamic, turning Leo into her plaything. Soon, he’s on his knees in her apartment, begging for the shame he once feared. But the deeper she drags him into her world, the more twisted it becomes. And when she starts making him serve in front of others, Leo’s desperation turns to tears and obedience. Mira’s P.O.V. The Peeping Boy Mira’s Apartment — 10:12 PM It had been a long bus day and now the night had a warmth to it, that strange spring heat that didn’t belong i
Thirty Days Intro; Cassian Volkov is the Bratva’s enforcer, the cold brutal right hand of the Pakhan. He doesn’t negotiate. He doesn’t show mercy. When one of their runners steals from the organization, Cassian is sent to collect the debt… and make an example. But what he finds instead is her. Wren the beautiful, soft-spoken, untouched, and breathtakingly defiant. The runner’s innocent little sister. Cassian should kill the brother and walk away. But he has a different kind of punishment in mind. A deal is struck. Thirty days. Wren will belong to him, body, mind, and obedience as payment for her brother’s betrayal. What she doesn’t know is that Cassian doesn’t play fair. He’s a Dom with a cruel mouth, a taste for innocence, and a twisted obsession with breaking beauty. And Wren? She’s the perfect canvas to destroy. But the deeper she falls into his world of control, torment, and unbearable pleasure the harder it is to remember who’s really in charge. Because monsters li
Thirty Days! Intro; Cassian Volkov is the Bratva’s enforcer, the cold brutal right hand of the Pakhan. He doesn’t negotiate. He doesn’t show mercy. When one of their runners steals from the organization, Cassian is sent to collect the debt… and make an example. But what he finds instead is her. Wren the beautiful, soft-spoken, untouched, and breathtakingly defiant. The runner’s innocent little sister. Cassian should kill the brother and walk away. But he has a different kind of punishment in mind. A deal is struck. Thirty days. Wren will belong to him, body, mind, and obedience as payment for her brother’s betrayal. What she doesn’t know is that Cassian doesn’t play fair. He’s a Dom with a cruel mouth, a taste for innocence, and a twisted obsession with breaking beauty. And Wren? She’s the perfect canvas to destroy. But the deeper she falls into his world of control, torment, and unbearable pleasure the harder it is to remember who’s really in charge. Because monsters l
Their Filthy Games Intro; Lysandra was supposed to be a fleeting temptation, a soft distraction. A quiet sin Elijah Vale could ignore but she didn’t stay quiet. Now she’s everywhere beneath his skin, in his head, haunting his sheets like a ghost he can’t exorcise. And Elijah? He’s done pretending to be sane. Done pretending he doesn’t crave her with a hunger that borders on madness. Their game is simple: she hides, he hunts. And when he finds her, she pays in sweat, in tears, in moans she tries to swallow but never can. It’s dirty, twisted but addictive. Each round is darker than the last, each punishment sharper, each reward filthier. And Lysandra plays like she’s not already broken like she doesn’t love how wrecked he makes her. But obsession leaves marks and Elijah doesn’t plan on letting her walk away clean. He’ll chase her into hell if he has to. Because he doesn’t want her consent. He wants her surrender. Elijah’s POV The door creaks open beneath my hand, and I inh
The Billionaire’s ClubIntro; Alexa Quinn is an ambitious young anthropologist invited to observe a secret society known only to the ultra elite one that claims to renact “primitive rituals” deep in the wilderness under the guise of cultural preservation. But what begins as a research opportunity quickly unravels into something far more dangerous… and intimate.She was never meant to observe.She was the Offering.To be chosen, hunted and broken.Behind the masks and shadows is Adrien Duret he’s a cold, enigmatic billionaire who has orchestrated every detail of this ritualistic hunt for years. Alexa isn’t just a subject of his desire. She’s his obsession. The woman he’s watched from afar, studied in silence, and prepared an entire world for.And now, she’s finally within reach.Inside the walls of his private club, where rules are rewritten in blood and silk, she’ll discover a world of predator and prey, of ritual kink and primal chase where pleasure is pain, and power is taken, not
UnstitchedInto; Kira Volnova is a brilliant but untested dressmaker hiding behind the seams of other people’s designs. She’s young, quiet, and burning with a secret obsession for him. Matteo De Rossi. The god of high fashion. Cold. Demanding. Impossible. And her boss.Known for dressing A-list celebrities and destroying interns, Matteo is a man who doesn’t tolerate mistakes or innocence. But when Kira is caught wearing a self-made velvet gown in the shadows of his studio, something unravels. Her curves. Her defiance. Her untouched body beneath the silk she stitched just for him. He sees what no one else has what she’s never given and he decides to take it.What begins with a private fitting becomes a wicked game of control, seduction, and slow, excruciating desire. Matteo doesn’t just want her talent. He wants to mold her. Mark her. Keep her. And Kira, despite the ache, wants every inch of it.Unknowingly to Kira her first time might just cost her more than just her innocence, it mi