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Chapter 4

“Night.”They watched her go up the stairs until they heard the room door shut behind her. Kielan let out a deep sigh. “That was close.”“I doubt she suspected a thing.” Miguel turned to face his father. “She's gone, Daddy,” he whispered as he twisted on his father's lap, turning to face him properly, straddling those thighs. The movement pressed his swollen nipples against Kielan's chest, and he gasped at the contact. “It's just us now.”Kielan's hands hovered in the air for a few seconds before settling on Miguel's waist. "Miguel—"“Touch them, Daddy.” Miguel guided his father's hands upward, pressing his palms against his chest. “Feel how big they're getting. Feel how sensitive.”Kielan's fingers grazed the swollen nubs, and Miguel's breath caught. His father's thumbs circled the stiff peaks, testing their size. They were undeniably larger than they had been weeks ago, rounded and soft.Kielan's thumbs pressed harder, working the tender flesh, and Miguel let his head fall back.“

JUST FOR A PASSING GRADE

A school slut would do practically anything to pass. .....I pushed open the door to his office, feeling nervous. I let my hoodie ride up as I adjusted my stance to show a little skin on my hips. I knew I was a professional when it came to seduction and had gotten almost all the men on campus to fuck me, but this is Professor Brook we're talking about. He's the only professor in the entire academy who hadn't even glanced at me much, even when I was basically parading myself, half-naked for all to see. Now, I'm in his office, about to offer myself to a man who I know would reject me faster than the priest I came on to did. But I couldn't give up, not until I get the mark I want. Dad would kill me if I came home with a D, and I freaking don't want that. Professor Brook looked up and the frown on his face deepened when he saw me. He looked almost bored, and that just grated on my nerves. If I hadn't decided to seduce him, I would have done it anyway, just to prove to him that no man

Chapter 2

The question caught me off guard. I blinked, and his eyes held mine, unreadable, waiting. I didn't know the answer. I didn't know if I trusted him. I knew I wanted whatever he was going to give me, and the mark I would get after this. There was nothing like trust between us, but I still gave a small nod. The motion was awkward with his thumb still in my mouth.“Say it.”“Yes,” I managed around his thumb, the word slurred and wet.His eyes flickered, and something moved behind them. Approval, maybe, or satisfaction, and then his hand came into view, and I saw what he held. A small, dark gag ball which was no bigger than a coin.My heart stuttered. I knew what it was. I'd seen them before, used them before, but never like this. Never with a man who looked at me the way he did, like I was something he was unwrapping.The men I had fucked all had one expression on their faces: lust. Even though Mr Brook spoke to me like I was a damned slut, he still looked at me like I was human, and not

Chapter 3

It didn't take me long. I knew it wouldn't. After I left his office that fateful day, I returned home and masturbated, then wrecked my hole with my toys, but it was fucking not enough. I even tried to sleep with my roommate, but I didn't get that rush and satisfaction I felt with Mr Brook. Which was why, two days later, I stood outside his office, like a desperate slut. I collected my thoughts for a few seconds before I pushed the door open and stepped inside before I could lose my nerve. The lock clicked behind me, and he looked up from his desk. He didn't look shocked. It was almost as if he knew I would return. I dropped my backpack by the door and my fingers found the hem of my hoodie. I pulled it over my head, letting it fall to the floor. Then my shirt followed next. I unbuttoned one button at a time, slow enough that he could see every inch of skin as I revealed it. His eyes tracked my hands, but his face gave nothing away.I kicked off my shoes, then my jeans, the denim poo

MAKING HIM MY BITCH

A bullied private takes what he had been craving since the moment he met his captain.....The boot came down like it always did, with the hard leather sole grinding into my bare toes. The edge of the heel dug into the bone just below the knuckle. I'd been standing at attention for ten minutes while Dante paced, cigarette smoke and whiskey fumes rolling off him in waves. He'd called me in for some bullshit that shouldn't even matter, a wrinkle in my bunk. He never seemed to care that most of his reasons weren't even enough for the punishment. He just needed someone to hurt, and I was convenient. I had been since I showed up. “You feel that, Ash?” He laughed. “That's you. Under my boot. Where you belong.”The pain was familiar. I'd learned to breathe through it months ago, the same way I'd picked up to take his fists without flinching, to let his words wash over me without letting them land. He thought I was weak because I didn't fight back. He'd always thought that. Big dumb Dante, w

Chapter 2

“You're sick.” His voice was thick. “You're fucking sick.”“Maybe.” I spat into my palm and worked the slick over my shaft. “But you're the one with your pants around your ankles, Captain. You're the one who's about to get fucked by the man you've been kicking around for two years. So what does that make you?”He didn't answer. I pressed the head of my cock against his hole. He'd never been touched here. I could tell by the way he clamped up the second he felt the pressure, and the panicked sound he made. Good, I like that he was tight. This way, he would feel every inch.“Wait,” he gasped. “Wait, wait, at least use something—”“No.”I pushed.The head of my cock forced past the tight ring of muscle, and Dante screamed. His body bucked against mine, trying to throw me off, but I had him pinned, and I didn't stop. I pushed deeper, feeling him tear around me, feeling the heat and the tightness and the resistance.“Fuck,” I breathed. “Fuck, you're tight.”“Please—” He was crying now. “P

Chapter 3

“Listen up.” My voice carried in the silence. “You see this man? He's not your captain anymore. He's mine. My bitch. And if any of you forget that, you'll end up just like him.”Nobody moved. Nobody spoke.I turned Dante around to face them. His head hung low, his shoulders shaking, but I grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head up. I forced him to look at his men. “Tell them,” I said. “Tell them who you belong to.”He choked on the words. “I—” A sob cut him off. I pressed the gun harder against his temple. “I belong to Ash. I'm his. I'm his bitch.”“Louder.”“I belong to Private Ash!” He screamed. “I'm his bitch!” I shoved him forward, and he stumbled into the room, catching himself on a bunk before he could fall. His pants tangled around his ankles, and he tripped again, going down hard on his knees.“Stay there,” I said. “On your knees. Where you belong.”He didn't move. He didn't look up. His shoulders heaved with silent sobs, his head bowed, and his bare ass exposed to

Chapter 4

“Can you just look at him?” I said, loud enough for the room. “He's so sexy. Never seen a slut as sexy as he is.”I didn't know if they were looking. I didn't care. All I cared about was the tight heat of his body around my cock, and the way he screamed when I bottomed out inside him.“You love this,” I said, leaning forward until my mouth was next to his ear. My thrusts didn't slow. “Don't you? You love being fucked in front of your men, like the whore you are.”“Yes—” He sobbed. “Yes—I love it—I love being your bitch—”“Good.”I straightened up and grabbed his hips with both hands, pounding into him with everything I had. The pleasure was cresting, building toward a peak I couldn't hold back, and I didn't want to. I wanted to come inside him. I wanted to fill him up and watch it drip out of him onto the deck plates while his men watched.“I'm going to come,” I said, and my voice was rough now, my control slipping. “I'm going to come inside you, and you're going to stay right here on

REVENGE ON HIS BULLY

WARNING! THIS IS A NON-CONSENSUAL STORY. PLEASE BE WARNED. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT AVOID THIS PARTICULAR STORY. As I mentioned, I write based on the prompts readers give if it's not too extreme. This doesn't mean the author supports this in real life.Note: There are limits I won't cross when writing these collections, so when you request a certain story, don't cross a certain line. I won't write it. CHAPTER 1The bar smelled like spilt beer and old cigarettes. A few people were scattered around the tables. It was late August, and most of the town was at the county fair. Cole watched Zach from a shadowed corner. The man’s broad shoulders were slumped over a glass of cheap whiskey. Ten years had changed him. This wasn’t the Zach who had terrorised Cole in high school, and the reason he’d almost ended things one early summer morning. With his head bent, he didn’t look like the bully who haunted Cole’s nightmares. Cole kept watching, his expression blank, his jaw tight. When he was

Chapter 2

They passed the last gas station and continued until the road narrowed and the pavement grew rough. On either side, chain-link fences enclosed silent warehouses and lots choked with weeds. This was where the town stored its broken things.Cole turned onto a gravel service road, the tyres crunching loudly in the stillness. He drove another half-mile until the headlights washed over a derelict cinder block building. It was a former machine shop. He parked behind it, killing the engine and the lights.Absolute darkness swallowed them.For a full minute, neither man moved. “Why here?” Zach whispered, looking around the deserted place as he tried not to panic.“Because no one comes here.” Cole opened his door and a dome of light flooded the cabin for a second before he shut it, plunging them back into black. “Out.”Zach didn’t move. “Cole. Come on. We can talk. I can… I can pay you. I’ve got some savings.”“I told you. I don’t want your money.” Cole opened the door. “I want you out of the

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