All Chapters of Forbidden Affairs : Chapter 241 - Chapter 248

The next night, the garage was cold.The mechanic sat on the floor in silence. Still stained from the last session. He hadn’t cleaned. He hadn’t fixed a single car. The chain from the collar she’d locked around his neck last time still hung from the hook she’d installed in the beam above the workbench.She told him she might return.She didn’t say she’d bring company.The door opened at midnight.Not creaked — opened. Firm. Intentional. The way she walked.His head snapped up instantly. She stepped inside, coat long, boots wet from the storm outside. Her hair was slicked back, her eyes sharp. She looked like a queen visiting her favorite servant.And behind her…Another woman.Shorter. Curvier. Dark red lips. Thigh-high leather boots. A heavy harness strapped tight across her chest. And in her hand — a riding crop. Black. Fresh. Untested.He blinked. Sat up straighter. His cock twitched against his thigh.She noticed.The new woman grinned.“This the one you broke?” she asked.The fir

Cain hadn’t left the garage since that night.He couldn’t.The name still echoed in his head. Cain.He hadn’t heard it in years. Hadn’t felt worthy of a name. Not since he gave up control. Since he gave up pretending. The man had given it back to him not as a reward, but as a collar. A brand. A reminder of who he was now — not the mechanic, not the dominant, not the master of this oil-stained kingdom.Just Cain.And tonight, Cain was naked again. Kneeling on the floor, forehead resting against the concrete, arms behind his back, cock half-hard between his thighs. Waiting.The storm outside shook the old metal roof. Lightning flashed through the gaps in the door. And when the heavy sound of boots cut through the thunder, he shivered.He didn’t look up.He didn’t breathe.Not until the voice came.“I told you I’d bring someone to watch.”Cain lifted his head.The man stepped in, black gloves already on, coat dripping with rain. Behind him, a second man entered.Younger. Darker skin. Sha

The room was colder this time.Brighter, too—lit by an overhead grid of sterile white panels that made every inch of exposed skin feel more vulnerable, more watched. Cameras hummed quietly in the corners. The walls were mirrored. There was no privacy. Not even a shadow to hide in.Reyna and Cole stood side by side, both fully naked, their wrists secured above their heads with taut, metal-linked cuffs that stretched them just enough to make rest impossible. Ankles were fastened to the floor, spreading their legs apart. Their collars had been upgraded—thicker, heavier, with tiny blinking lights on each side.Programmed, the voice had said.“You’re now synced,” a woman’s voice echoed through a speaker overhead. Not human. Cool. Automated. “Unit 001 and Unit 002. Every sensation is linked. Every punishment is shared.”Reyna shifted slightly. The metal cuffs bit into her wrists.Cole turned his head slightly toward her. “You okay?”A jolt hit them both.They gasped at the same time.“Talki

The room was called the Chamber.There were no windows. No exits.Just chrome walls, heat lamps, ceiling-mounted cameras, and two glass platforms suspended from chains. On each was a padded restraint table fitted with steel clamps, electrodes, a dozen inlets for tools, and a digital display pulsing red.Reyna didn’t recognize herself in the mirror as they led her in.Her hair was slicked back, soaked from a cold chemical rinse. Her skin glistened under the light, scrubbed raw and rehydrated with glistening oil. Her collar was heavier now, marked UNIT 03 in harsh red text.Cole followed silently behind, stripped of every detail that once made him human. His body was equally slicked, tattooed now with a barcode just beneath his navel.His collar blinked UNIT 04.Neither of them spoke.Speech wasn’t allowed anymore.Not unless requested.The AI voice returned—female, cold, pleased.“Welcome to the endurance chamber. Units 03 and 04, you are now on mirrored platforms. Your pain, your plea