Built For Pleasure Novels & Stories

The Club had used the chaos to pull me back in. Now I was being sent to their most exclusive and feared facility: The Pleasure Prison, a private island resort disguised as a high-security rehabilitation center for the ultra-wealthy. In reality, it was a luxurious prison where the Club’s most valuable toys were kept, trained, and broken under the guise of “therapy.” Two guards in black uniforms met me on the tarmac. They didn’t speak as they removed my coat, leaving me completely naked except for the collar. The cool island breeze brushed against my bare skin, making my nipples harden instantly.

Now, how could a girl say no to that? I did figure out how to put on the love shaped thong and we ordered a cab to the club. The Ninth Circle, I read the name of the club out loud. Whoever owned the place did not waste any resource at all. The building rose in front of us like a black monolith, all glass and black panels that reflected the skyline in fractured pieces. Red lights traced the edges of the structure in thin lines, glowing like veins beneath the surface. “Jesus,” I murmured under my breath as I stepped out of the cab.

he explained "I don't want you getting stre.." "I get it, you want it to be easier, but what if you're not there?" I asked with tears trickling down my face "What if the only way out is by persevering? You don't always have to use your money to find your way out of things. sometimes it's unfair to the innocent" I cried "But he wasn't innocent, he could've killed you if it went south and he can do more if he's out without a warning" he replied, pointing to the building "I want him to suffer for making you so frightened"

Marcel said. “Then take her! She’s worth more than the money anyway! She’s untouched, trained to be obedient, she’ll do whatever you want without complaint. I’ve made sure of that over the years.” Kevin was babbling now, words spilling out faster and faster. “She cooks, she cleans, she’s educated—my parents made sure of that before they died. She can read, write, speak properly. She’d be perfect for whatever you need. Entertainment, service, whatever! Please, Marcel. I’m begging you on my life. Take her and we’re even. I’ll never bother you again. I’ll disappear. You’ll never have to see my face—”

it's been boring, even the sex is depressing, nothing like I was looking for, he's been clear with me from the beginning of what he wanted but I'm not for a formal relationship with anyone, I prefer sex for pleasure and going about my life as I have been, with no one to tell me what to do. —Hey... have you thought about what I told you...? I get up from my place when I see that I'm getting late. —You know my answer, so there's nothing to talk about," I force a smile, "See you. Men promise you heaven and earth, they make you love them and after they have you in their hands, they trample on your feelings without mercy, they don't care about your feelings, they only think about themselves so I

She is the missing piece that completes the puzzle of my heart, and I am forever grateful to have found her. Our journey was long and tough, filled with countless challenges and obstacles. Yet through it all, the one constant was the unrelenting craving for pleasure. It drove us forward, pushing us to overcome every hurdle in our path. And now, as we reach the end of this journey, we can look back with pride and satisfaction, knowing that we never gave up on our pursuit of pleasure. For it was this craving that led us to the greatest experiences of our lives, and we will carry it with us always.

Chapter 4 I've been here for three days now and I haven't done anything productive. For example, this afternoon I sat on the couch for three hours watching Friends and only moved from the couch because I was hungry. I turned off the TV and went to the kitchen to get something to satisfy my craving. I don't eat well at all, I have no appetite lately, I miss my brother and my house so much. Being here watching TV on the couch all day is not very pleasant and not fun either.

We're really going to hit the baby if he will continue to grow bigger. "Damn it!" I heard him curse before adding speed. I really miss this. My legs were restless. My toes curling, my legs would wrapped around his hips, or I would crumple and torture the bed from the pleasure building up. I coudl feel my release arriving. "Remind me to be gentle. I might lose control." He said with difficulty.

Her legs trembled, and she threw back her head, letting it hit the headboard. Pleasure builds and builds until she is so close to climaxing that she could barely breathe. I leaned even closer and growled. “Come for me, beautiful kitty.” The muscles of her core clamp around my fingers and my cock swelled to the point of agony before I swiped her clit once more with my thumb. She exploded in a powerful orgasm that threw her back against the bed. She shuddered and gasped, her entire body convulsing as she rode out wave after wave of pleasure.

The drive back to the estate was a study in silence and tactile overload. In the plush leather interior of the SUV, Orion sat like a king on a throne, his long legs taking up more than his fair share of the cabin. Beside him, Noah was practically vibrating with the afterglow of a successful day. He wasn't sitting on his own side of the bench; instead, he had shifted closer and closer until his soft, curvy thigh was pressed firmly against Orion’s solid, muscular one.