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Playing The Man

Jenny“Give me that fucking phone, now!” I shouted and lunged at Ethan as he dangled the glowing screen just out of reach, his drunken smirk twisting his bloody face.“Not a chance,” he replied, stumbling back. His jeans were still open and his cock was soft but twitching like he was ready for more. “This is my leverage, Jenny. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.”Tara gasped, her naked body pressed against me, her skin still slick from our cum.“You recorded us? Ethan, what the hell?”“Leverage,” he repeated, his eyes darting between her dripping thighs and my bare chest, the strap-on harness hanging loose around my hips. “You two keep me in this, whatever it is, or I post it. Wedding guests, your families, everyone sees you fucking like animals.”“I’ll break your fucking face first,” I roared, stepping forward with my fists clenched, but Tara grabbed me, her grip desperate.“Wait Jenny, he’s serious. Look at him.”“Damn right I am,” Ethan said, swaying, his grin widening as he

Submission Games

JennyThe next morning, I lay on the couch with Tara tangled against me, her breath warm on my shoulder.But the silence didn’t last.The door creaked.I sat up fast, the sheet barely covering us, and there he was. Ethan. Shirtless. Smirking.“Morning, girls,” he said. “Sleep well? You looked like angels curled up together. Almost took a picture.”“Don’t fucking push it,” I snapped, my voice still hoarse from the night before.Tara stirred beside me, groaning. “Jesus, Ethan. Give us a minute.”“No,” he said bluntly. “Time’s up.”My stomach twisted.The phone was in his other hand, that same fucking red dot blinking faintly on the screen.“You said we could play,” he reminded us, lifting the phone slightly. “And yesterday I Iet you take the lead. Well, it's my turn now.”I stood, letting the sheet fall away. Naked. Unashamed. My fists clenched at my sides. “You want more? You don’t get to order us around like dogs, Ethan.”“Really?” he said, raising a brow. “Because I’ve got proof you

Breaking Point

JennyHis words hit me like a slap.“This time, I’m fucking you, Jenny.”Tara flinched beneath me, her body still slick with sweat and cum, her breath ragged. My own heart was thudding hard, not from fear—but fury.I stood slowly, naked and shaking, but I met Ethan’s eyes with steel in mine.“You must be crazy! You think you can just—what? Demand it now? After everything?” I snapped.He leaned back in the chair like he owned the place, the fucking blinking red light still taunting us from the phone on the table.“I’m not demanding,” he said smoothly. “I’m cashing in. You knew it would come to this.”Tara sat up slowly, covering herself with the corner of the blanket, her voice hoarse. “Ethan… don’t.”He looked at her, and for the first time, there was something colder than lust in his eyes.“You made me a joke,” he said. “You left me humiliated at the altar and ran off to fuck your best friend. And now, I want you to get a taste of your medicine. You get to watch me fuck the love of y

The Last Round

JennyEthan was drunk.Slouched in the armchair, shirt unbuttoned, eyes dazed. The bottle of whiskey sat half-empty on the floor, his grip loose and lazy.“You think you’re done with me?” he slurred, pointing at me. “We’re not done. I want you again.”I stayed still on the couch, watching him.“I fucked you once,” he said, “but once ain’t enough.”Tara looked at me from across the room. She didn’t say anything—just gave me a tiny nod. We’d planned this. I stood slowly. Walked over without a word.“You want another round?” I asked.He grinned, proud and stupid. “Damn right I do.”I straddled him in the chair, grabbing his jaw roughly. “You think this makes you powerful?”“I think it makes me lucky,” he muttered, his hands already on my hips.“Keep your hands to yourself.”He let out a groan but didn’t fight me. I leaned forward, lips brushing his neck, keeping him distracted while my hand reached down to unzip him.Behind him, Tara was already moving.I met her eyes once over his shoul

Lily

LilyI took a deep breath before stepping out of the taxi. The luxurious hotel towered over me, its golden-lit windows reflecting against the dark night sky. I smoothed down my black dress that clung to my curves and checked my phone one last time.'Room 1703. Don’t be late.'My stomach twisted. This was insane.But so was my tuition bill.I exhaled sharply, forcing my feet to move. The lobby smelled like expensive perfume and polished marble, no one sparing me a glance as I walked to the elevator, though my heart pounded so loudly it felt like the entire room could hear it.I pressed the button for the seventeenth floor, my pulse pounding.This was just a weekend. A transaction. Two nights of surrender, and I'd have enough money to pay for the rest of the semester.The elevator doors slid open.I stepped into the dimly lit hallway, my eyes searching the numbers on the doors. Room 1703 was at the end of the hall. I hesitated, a part of me screaming to turn back.But then I remembered

Obedience

Lily.“Take a step forward.”His voice was low, controlled and sharp. I moved without thinking, my body trembling as I stopped in front of him—bare except for the thin black lace still clinging to my skin.“Do you know why I chose you, Miss Carter?” His voice was calm, calculated, like a professor preparing to lecture.I swallowed, my throat dry. “No.”He took a step closer, his body heat wrapping around me. “I don’t believe in coincidences. You were desperate. You sold your body for a weekend.” His fingers brushed my collarbone. “But what you failed to realize was that I didn’t just want any woman.”He leaned in, his breath against my ear.“I wanted you.”A shiver ran down my spine.His hand trailed down, stopping just below the hollow of my throat. “Do you know what that means?”“That you planned this?” I asked."Planned?" he smirked, "No. But when I saw your name, I didn’t hesitate.” His fingers drifted lower, brushing the lace of my bra. “Tell me, Miss Carter… are you afraid of me

No Interruptions

Lily.The morning light crept through the curtains of Room 1703 as I stirred awake, my body aching in places I didn’t know could ache. Dr. Black’s words from last night echoed in my head- 'Somewhere more private. And more permanent.'I didn’t know what he meant, but the way he’d said it left no room for argument. I’d signed up for this. Two nights. Submission. His rules.I sat up when the bathroom door opened. Adrian stepped out, already dressed in black pants and a gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up.“Get up,” he said. “We’re leaving in ten minutes.”I blinked. “Where are we going?”“You’ll see.” He tossed a black bag onto the bed. “Put this on.”I unzipped it. Inside was a thin, black satin dress— short, sleeveless, barely enough to cover me. No underwear.“No bra? No panties?” I asked, my voice quiet.“You won’t need them.”I hesitated, then slid out of bed, naked under his gaze. My hands trembled as I slipped the dress over my head. It clung to me tightly, barely reaching mid-t

The Third Player

Lily.'A friend. He's been watching. Wants a taste.' His words played in my mind over and over as I lay on the bed, alone. Then as if on cue, the door creaked open. Adrian stepped in. Behind him stood a man I didn’t recognize - tall with dark hair and a sharp jawline. He wore a black suit and his gaze locked onto me like a hunter sizing up prey.“This is Marcus,” Adrian said, shutting the door. “Say hello.”“Hello,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Marcus smirked, stepping closer. “She’s shy. I like that.”“She won’t be for long,” Adrian replied, his tone curt. “Lily, drop the sheets.”My hands shook, but I obeyed, letting the fabric fall. Cool air hit my bare skin, my nipples hardening under their stares. Marcus’s eyes darkened, roaming over me.“Stand,” Adrian ordered.I slid off the bed and stood between them. Marcus circled me, his presence suffocating.“She’s perfect,” Marcus said. “You weren’t lying.”“I don’t lie,” Adrian shot back. “Lily, on your knees.”I sank to the

Surrendering

Lily.“Where’s this club?” I asked, my voice barely audible in the car. I sat between them, the red leather lingerie tight against my skin, heels pinching my feet.“Downtown,” Adrian said, eyes fixed ahead. “Private. Members only.”“What am I supposed to do there?”Marcus chuckled. “You’ll see.”The car slowed, pulling to a stop. Adrian stepped out, yanking me with him. Marcus followed, a grin on his face.“Inside,” Adrian said, pushing the door open.The room opened into a dimly lit lounge with a small stage at the center. Men and women in expensive clothes lounged with drinks, their eyes turning to us. To me.“Up there,” Adrian said, nodding to the stage.I froze. “Now?”“Now,” he growled, gripping my arm tighter.Marcus leaned in. “Relax. We’ve got you.”They guided me forward, my heels clicking on the wooden steps as I climbed onto the stage, Adrian and Marcus flanking me. A spotlight snapped on, blinding me.“Hands up,” Adrian ordered.I raised my arms, trembling. He grabbed a ch

Raising The Stakes

Lily The mansion was silent when we returned late in the night. My body ached, every step a reminder of the stage, the chains, the camera. I didn’t ask about tomorrow’s “test.” I couldn’t.“Shower,” Adrian said, pushing open the bedroom door. “Now.”I nodded, slipping into the bathroom. Hot water stung my skin, washing away the sweat and shame, but not the heat still simmering low in my belly. I’d hated it —the eyes, the exposure, but part of me had craved it and that scared me the most.When I stepped out, my towel clutched tight, they were waiting. Adrian sat in the leather chair, shirtless, his gaze sharp. Marcus leaned against the bedpost, his tie loose, a smirk playing on his lips.“Drop it,” Adrian ordered.The towel hit the floor. I stood bare, vulnerable, their eyes raking over me.“Come here,” Marcus said, patting the bed.I obeyed, crawling onto the mattress. Adrian stood, towering over me. “On your back.”I lay down as my heart pounded. Marcus grabbed my ankles, pulling my

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