Huh Ji-sub

Warning: These stories are raw, intimate, and unapologetically intense, written for readers who crave dark, twisted, and emotionally charged erotica. Beware, some hungers don’t loosen their grip once awakened. ~~~ “Look at you, turned on already. Look at your pussy, glistening and oozing even in the dark.” “I’m not…” The words die on my lips as his eyes darken. “Touch yourself. Dig your finger into your hole and see for yourself just how filthy you are.” It isn’t a request. It’s a motherfucking command. ~~~ This collection explores everything from sexual manipulation and temptation to consuming need, obsession, power imbalance, forbidden attraction, and Dom/Sub dynamics. Each story is nasty, tainted, and designed to leave you corrupted. Whether it’s the cold, aloof single dad, the ruthless, wicked debt collector, or the client you simply can’t ignore, each tale will wreck you in the best possible way, and leave you burning for days to come. If you’re bold enough, turn the page.

"You are getting married, huh?" A shrill voice asked me from behind. "You don't look happy.' "It's a complicated situati..." He cut me off. "I can make you happy." My eyes darted between his lips and eyes, he noticed my indecision and locked his lips with mine. While battling with betrayal, Iris melts into a mafia's touch without knowing who he is. Now she must bear all the consequences that follow.

Tres años después de mi matrimonio arreglado con el heredero de la familia Valachi, el que se escapó regresó. Me dejó por Julia ocho veces. La novena vez, me dejó sangrando al costado de la carretera con una herida de bala para ir corriendo hacia Julia, quien lo había llamado porque se sentía un poco mareada. —Ella me necesita. Lo entiendes, ¿verdad, Leona? Esta vez, no luché por él. Él no sabía de la apuesta que hice con Julia. La novena vez que me abandonara, sería yo quien se marcharía para siempre. Así que, el día de su cumpleaños, dejé un juego de papeles de divorcio firmados en su escritorio y me subí a un avión.

Heat blooms between my legs, sudden and dizzying. It's as if he's run a thick finger between my pussy lips, circled my clit, slipped inside my slick channel. I can feel him stroking me, gently, then faster until I fall apart under his hands, under his stare, under his body. **** Iris Caldwell marries Edward Ashcroft for money and security – and becomes a widow before the day is over. The marriage contract leaves her with nothing but dependency, silence, and a place in the house of Edward’s father, Thomas: decades older, controlled, and dangerously attentive. From the first charged look, their attraction is immediate and illicit. What begins as protection hardens into command, what begins as fear turns into surrender. Under Thomas’s rule, Iris finds safety in obedience and heat in restraint. Every boundary sharpens the desire neither of them should feel... and cannot stop. A Daddy Dom and his little girl sub; a forbidden age-gap romance; a power exchange born of grief. A love that knows it’s wrong... and wants it anyway.

"Charm, get ready may susundo na dito maya-maya lang.""Get ready your face Kuya. Itatago ko to… hahaha.""Charm?""Huh?""This is serious matter. Ikakasal ka na.""Kuya, may nagsabi na ba sayo na ang pangit mo kapag naka-seryoso mukha mo?""Charm!" hala galit na ang kapatid my labs ko."Ikakasal ka sa kanya. Sa ayaw o gusto mo." Nagseryoso na rin ako. Pero natawa."Is this a game Kuya?"

"Girl, you have to help me satisfy my husband. I honestly can't take it anymore." Recently, my wife couldn't handle my intensity anymore and went crying to her best friend for help. Wanting to ease the tension between us, her bestie decided to come to our house alone. She showed up in a sexy short dress that barely contained her curves. "So I hear you're pretty wild, huh? Let me see what all the fuss is about."

Los dos hermanos con los que estaba comprometida se enamoraron de la hija adoptiva de mi familia. Para ganar su cariño, me engañaron para que me rapara la cabeza y, acto seguido, me encerraron toda la noche en una pista de esquí. Por petición de mis padres, aguanté todo en silencio. Pero un día, mi hermana se cortó un dedo mientras pelaba frutas, por lo que ellos me obligaron a ir al hospital para donar dos litros de sangre. Lloré y supliqué, pero alegaron que ese era el castigo que merecía por haberla maltratado. Fue en ese momento que perdí toda esperanza… y me subí al carro del hermano mayor de ellos. Sin embargo, aquellos dos, que no dejaban de decir que querían cancelar el compromiso, terminaron llorando de arrepentimiento el día de mi boda.

An innocent small town girl, desperate to get a job, Annabel finds herself torn between the devil and the deep blue sea. But there is no sweeter devil than Maxwell Blackwood; the CEO of Blackwood precious stones and jewelries. One of the biggest jewelry manufacturing and marketing company in the states To be offered the job of a personal assistant to the CEO himself, Annabel has to surrender herself to a life of sexual exploit and abuse; she is required to be a plaything for the Billionaire CEO. At first, she was just expected to an obedient sub, a tool for pleasure, no emotions attached, but what happens when fate plays a silly game with the duo? A controlling, proud, and ironically over protective CEO, and a wide-eyed, roguish, annoying young lady; would it ever work out? With her ever complicated life, Annabel finds herself in a dilemma when Mr. Blackwood wants her to be more than just his plaything. What more could be to that? How can the bad boy fall in love? And what happens when mini Blackwood comes into the picture? Anna’s life as a small town girl experienced a drastic change, perhaps there was more to her story?

Pemain kartu yang cantik dan selalu bersikap angkuh, Sienna, selalu merendahkanku karena pekerjaanku cuma melayani tamu. Sampai suatu hari, aku tanpa sengaja menemukan rahasia kecanduannya, sikap Sienna langsung berubah 180 derajat. "Kak Zayn, apa kamu ... bisa membantuku?" Aku tidak menduga wanita ini akan berinisiatif meminta bantuanku. Sambil melihat tingkah Sienna, aku berusaha menahan hasrat dalam hatiku dan menyetujui permintaannya. Namun, di dalam otakku, aku terus memikirkan cara untuk "menyiksanya". Huh! Selama ini kamu meremehkanku, 'kan? Sekarang kamu malah meminta bantuanku?

Married three years. Stood up three years. Today was the last time I bothered showing up. Surprise—he bailed again. Still clinging to hope like a total idiot, I called. One last shot. "A-Aurora, I'm busy. Just wait," he muttered. And then her voice cut in. All breathy and smug: "That old woman can't satisfy you, huh? Paolo, be gentle." Click. Right on cue, Marco Medici—loyal, patient, saint-like Marco—sent his 99th proposal. This time, I didn't leave him hanging. [Want to come over for bollito misto?]