Corruption Kink Novels & Stories

“Do you know what he made me do, Astrid?” “He came to me when he wanted sex. That’s all I was to him. And because I loved him, I did everything he wanted. Even the things that made me sick. I let him bring other men in. I let them touch me –bloody fucked me like animals while he watched. Because he said it was his kink. Because he said if I really loved him, I’d do it." My breath catches. “Oh my God—”

“Look at this.” I moved closer. Looked at the wound and saw the dark lines on the skin were spreading faster than last time. “Is that what I think it is?” “Yes, the same thing that happened with Killian that made him crazy for a while." Lila’s voice was grim. “It’s still inside him.” My stomach dropped. “You said the corruption was gone." “Most of it is. But there are traces left. Deep in the wound. Close to vital organs.” “So get it out.”

From filthy rich businessmen and famous celebrities to corrupt politicians, it was a place for people who maintained a spotless public reputation but hid dark, carnal secrets. The lair was located in a secluded, high-end subdivision—far from the prying, judgmental eyes of the public. It was a place where the nastiest and kinkiest desires came true. Inside the lair, no one would judge you; you could be whoever you wanted to be. The owner was anonymous, but rumors said he was a very powerful man—a member of the untouchables.

“That’s a very vivid picture. Thank you for sharing it so openly.” I exhaled, trembling a little. He leaned back slightly, tone shifting to something more exploratory. “Apart from this mommy-domme dynamic, this intense power exchange… have you ever explored other kinks? Tried anything else that lights you up the same way?” I blinked. “Like… what?” He gave a small, professional shrug. “Bondage, impact play, role reversal, exhibitionism, voyeurism, sensory deprivation, pet play, degradation, praise, group play… anything that’s ever crossed your mind, even if you haven’t acted on it.”

Warning: This is not your regular soft romance.This is the kind of forbidden collection that ruins self-control. Within these pages you will find stories of people who know better… but choose to break the rules anyway. Temptation becomes obsession,chemistry becomes addiction. Forbidden connections that start with a single look and end with someone on their knees, begging for more. In the heat of forbidden desires you will encounter characters who cross every line they swore they would never cross, therefore surrendering to their deepest, wettest desires. Neighbors who watch in the dark. Professors who turn private lessons into something far more dangerous. Bosses who demand complete sur

“You two always collect payment like this, or am I just special?” Roy’s laugh was low and dirty. “Special enough. Most girls don’t bend over this easy.” Hank’s thick fingers hooked into the waistband of my shorts and tugged once, testing. “Mouthy little thing. Bet that mouth does more than talk.” I felt the heat between my legs spike. My secret kink—the one I never admitted out loud—was already throbbing. Older men. Rough hands. Being used like I was nothing but a warm hole on the side of the road. These two had walked straight out of every filthy fantasy I’d ever gotten off to alone in the dark.

I could imagine it, every little thing he wanted to do to me, and while I had no earthly idea if I’d enjoy most of the things or not, I could imagine it, and it drove me crazy with lust. I kept unconsciously touching myself, my hand slipping between my legs, eager to take care of the throbbing, aching need that pulsated in my pussy, but I kept stopping myself, aware that anyone with a key could walk into the office at any time. I had always known about kink has a concept, had a surface understanding of bondage and discipline. I had no idea how deep it really went. I did not know there were so many things people found erotic. The final pages were a shortened version of Troy's yes list, but wi

So Proserpina moves on to the next row, then the next one, and the next one, on and on until she was literally kneeling like a child on the floor when she finally comes across a book third to the last on the bottom row in between a skinny book and leather bound one; the book was silver-gray, small and light in her hands and the cover seemed to have some sort of glossy material in it as it twinkled when she turned it here and there… ‘Kind of a child’s storybook,’ she noted. The book was almost as big as her palm and seemed to have pages as what one would expect from a novelette. She carefully opens it up to the first page–not wanting to have a repeat of another destroyed book because a destro

He brushed it off as his mother being overprotective, but as time passed and the cold shoulder from his wife became pure distain mixed with hatred, he realized that his mother was indeed correct. Looking back, he realized that she indeed had put up a sweet act in order to obtain what she desired at the time; a handsome piece of man candy to impress mommy and daddy. He felt used by her, he is a uniquely handsome man, over six feet tall, black silky locks, with a sixpack where a crescent moon birthmark sat on the upper half of his left pectoral. His skin had a glass like quality to it and reflected darker objects. He often received stares from other woman when he went out to cater to yet more

“First, I need to know that you understand, these kinks, these fetishes, they sometimes have to do with real life issues, like you told that woman from the station, they may be happening in real life, but they are different in the sense that, these are controlled, the entire thing is controlled.” I nod, “That is the beauty of the whole thing, I am in no way supporting the perpetrators of the crimes, but when it is being controlled, I am in control of the situation.” “Very good. Now, am I to understand that you have never explored these kinks?” I felt myself blush. “No, I have not.” He uncrossed his legs, leaned forward, his hands clasped in front of him, I shift in my position. “How then, di