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Turned into nothing but a set of three sloppy fuckholes for superior cocks and cunts. That’s why I signed up for the private studio. The website was hidden deep on the dark web, invitation-only for the most depraved. “Ultimate Flesh Factory – No Limits, No Safewords, Pure Corruption.” They filmed the filthiest scenes imaginable for an exclusive audience of billionaires who jerked off to real taboo destruction. I filled out the form with shaking fingers, listing every disgusting fantasy I had: incest roleplay, breeding, bukkake, choking, slapping, piss play, anal gaping, fisting, cum inflation. I ticked every box. When they replied confirming my slot for a six-person gangbang, I nearly came o

Jax demanded, his voice raw. “I’m yours,” Richy chanted. “Yours, yours, yours—” His body shook as a nerve-wracking orgasm rocked him, forcing the doctor to join him. Jax’s climax hit him silently at first, then Richy felt it: the hot, pulsing release deep inside him, a flood of heat that seemed to sear away the last cold trace of the doctor’s violation. Jax groaned and collapsed his weight onto Richy, still throbbing within him.

Someone slides underneath me and sucks hard on my clit while others continue fingering me and abusing my sensitive nipples. I cum again. And again. Each orgasm different, more shattering than the last. My juices drip down my thighs. The sheets are soaked. I’m a trembling, submissive mess. Blindfolded. Owned. Addicted. Just as I feel another devastating climax building, I hear the bedroom door open again. More footsteps. More soft feminine laughter. “Oh fuck…” I whimper. Vanessa laughs low and wicked, fingers still buried deep inside me, curling relentlessly. “The rest of the group just arrived, baby. Twenty of us in total tonight. And we’re not stopping until sunrise. Your husband won’t reco

Days melted into nights filled with long conversations, heated arguments about the future, and sex that ranged from tender and healing to raw and punishing. Draven would wake her in the middle of the night with his mouth between her thighs, licking her slowly until she came awake moaning his name. He’d fuck her lazily from behind while they watched the sunrise over the city, his hand rubbing her clit in perfect rhythm with his deep thrusts. In the afternoons, Freya would drop to her knees while he was on conference calls, sucking him off under the desk just to feel powerful in the chaos. The sex was their escape, their language, their proof that what they had was worth the world burning arou

I could still hear my friends as they tried to struggle with the door but their words barely registered. The tentacles kept teasing me, flicking my clit and sucking my nipples. Another one wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while two more slapped my tits and pinched my nipples hard. "Oh fuck...." I whispered, squirting in messy arcs while the tentacles kept moving inside me, never slowing down. The figure leaned closer, its silver eyes glowing. “Your friends are getting closer. Try to stay quiet, Sophia. Or maybe you want them to find you like this — tied up, squirting, being used by me."

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, including graphic depictions of sexual acts, erotic dreams, BDSM elements (such as bondage, spanking benches, and non-consensual fantasy scenarios), group sex implications, detailed nudity and arousal, mind control/influence themes, and age-gap attraction involving a teenager(18) and adults. You know what to do. CHAPTER ONE

She screamed when she had the chance to go near me. I acted shocked, then laughed. “Oh yes, I am. If you want to find further details, go ask your boyfriend how his hard cock satisfied this pussy of a whore. That might help you to pleasure him more so he wouldn’t need to look for a new pussy to fill in with his cock.” Then I walked away. Our forbidden sex continued for the rest of the trip. There were times when we’d do it in the bathroom, on the outside, in the darkest area of the island, and more.

Max brought the woman onto his body, sitting her on his lap while he kissed her breasts again. I knew they were about to do it—really do it like two adults having sex, not like me and Jack, who still had to hold back because of the principles I held. And when it finally happened, I sped up the movements of my fingers, thrusting in and out of my pussy. “Ah…” Damn it. I quickly covered my mouth when I accidentally moaned in my hiding spot. My heart pounded violently when I realized how stupid I’d been. “Who’s there?”

I say, like I’m not secretly loving every second of it. “Spill the whole damn thing Lulu,” she says eager to hear everything. “We had sex!” I hastily say and her eyes widen“Oh my God Freya! It was so good! I say clutching the bedsheet. “Where? When? She asks “At the gym rest room,” I say, excitedly spilling everything to her, Freya is so excited, she's screaming and fanning herself “Girl! I told you he was going to wake you from the dead!” Freya’s voice is a mix of laughter and triumph. “I told you he was going to be so good you’d love him.”

“At least we will just have normal sex later. I mean, it’s our fourth anniversary—surely those three hundred sexual fantasies have all been accomplished.” Freya could not keep count of the unique sex experiences she had had. Over the years, Freya had been blindfolded while making love. They had quickies in public places like a dressing room or a restaurant bathroom. She had distracted him by giving her husband a head during a Zoom meeting. At home, they had done it on top of the washing machine, their bedroom balcony, and had a few role plays. And yes, they had achieved the elevator fantasy. Kenneth had to close the Diamond Hotel in Freedonia and schedule a fifteen-minute power outage to mak