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“Strip, Corporate Cum Queen. We’re upgrading the contract today.” My heart hammered as I peeled off my blouse and skirt, standing naked in front of them. Jax opened the box and pulled out the most insane BDSM contraption I’d ever seen: a full-body leather harness with silver rings, built-in nipple clamps connected by thin chains, a thick remote-controlled dildo with a bulbous base that locked inside me, electric stim pads for my clit and inner thighs, and a delicate silver shock collar that read “Property of Strategic Innovations” in tiny engraved letters.

Without thinking twice, I untack the locks and open the briefcase type kit carefully. My eyes grow saucers as I see the contents of what she fondly calls her toolkit. Inside are sex toys used by women for maximum pleasure— dildos of differing sizes, vibrators, body clamps, floggers and other familiar tools I can’t name. Before I can speak another word, I feel her hands around my body, massaging me over the shirt I wear while she stands behind me. I gasp as her fingers tingle my erogenous spots, with her lips rubbing my neck as she speaks.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

“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.”

I shifted my hips restlessly, my body desperate for more contact, more pressure, more of anything. Tina's lips trailed from my breast up the curve of my neck, kissing along my jaw, my cheek, the corner of my mouth. Her hand left my breast and traveled downward. Slowly. Torturously slowly. Fingertips tracing a path down my ribs, across my stomach, over the soft skin below my navel. I held my breath. Her fingers stopped just above where I needed them most. "There are different types of orgasms," Tina murmured against my ear, her voice low and deliberate. "And tonight I'm going to teach you every single one."

“Aw, is my little brat embarrassed about her masochist kink?” Karyna pouted at that, her blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “I have a lot of nasty kinks—I’m sure you don't want to find out.” She struggled to tell me through her muffled moans as I rubbed her clit. Our eyes met, and I pulled my hand away, sucking my fingers clean, licking all her juices from each one. “I want to find out,” my voice dropped to a low whisper as I corrected her wrong insinuation. My eyes dropped down to her lips and I licked my bottom lip to see how full, juicy, red, and raw they looked.

The content includes, but is not limited to: ● Intense non-consensual fantasy themes (CNC) and total power exchange ● Extreme degradation and humiliating language (very nasty, filthy dirty talk) ● Graphic depictions of rough anal sex, double penetration, fisting, gape play, and multiple forced orgasms ● Public exposure and voyeurism (being watched by strangers/guests) ● Breeding/impregnation kink with raw creampies and cum play ● Bodily fluids (spit, squirt, piss drinking, ass-to-mouth, cum eating/swapping) ● Heavy BDSM elements: cropping, restraints, objectification, and pain play ● Group/voyeur scenes escalating to potential multi-partner use ● Complete dehumanization and slave/master dyna

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My eyes zero in on her mouth, and my cock twitches at the thought of her wrapping…. “Yes,” my eyes flick back up to hers as the grin on my lips pulls even wider. “Good girl,” her pupils dilate and I realize my little vixen has a praise kink. I’ve had enough practice with Finn over the years to have a Bachelors in the art of the praise kink. Moving so that I’m seated with my back against the headboard, I spread my legs, palming my cock over my slacks. “Erin, why don’t you be a doll and strip Finn.”

The movement of his thumb across the crown sent a tiny burst of stars scattering behind his eyes, his balls tingling feverishly and swollen. He groaned as Theo’s palm brushed against the swollen skin, pleasure washing through his veins. “So,” Theo continued, “it happened that the editor guy is a rude asshole that’s also annoyingly self-absorbed—“ “What?” Nico rasped in a half-laugh. “What are you doing?” Reaching up, Theo slid his palm underneath his shirt and flicked his nipple. “Telling our story, of course.” “You’re joking?” “No.” “Ha.” Nico licked his bottom lip, insane desire blinding his vision. “How did we even get here?”