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What he found made his cock instantly hard. On his laptop screen was a live feed. A girl wearing a delicate black lace mask, wearing nothing but thigh-high stockings and a tiny thong, was on her knees on a bed. Her perfect tits were on full display, nipples hard. She was teasing her audience, slowly sliding a thick toy in and out of her visibly wet pussy. It was Jade. His stepsister. Kai watched, frozen, as she moaned softly for her viewers, calling herself LunaRose and begging them to tip more if they wanted to see her cum.

We’d show up in heels and unapologetic hunger, pick the prettiest man—or two—who looked like he knew the difference between domination and performance, get absolutely ruined, and still be in the office the next day high on the aftermath. I walk back to the couch, set the drink down, and pull my laptop into my lap. The machine humming to life. My fingers hesitate for one second, just one heartbeat, then type the URL. An old forum. One I haven’t dared to touch in years. One that only members of the club were granted access to. It loads slow, like it knows it’s been waiting. My heart stutters. The login screen appears. I type it in. Kneltforthis.

I Don’t Know My Stepbrother Is My Biggest Fan Until He Catches Me Live Chapter 1 My fingers are buried deep in my soaked cunt when I hear the front door slam downstairs. Shit. I should stop. I know I should. The camera is rolling, the red light blinking like a heartbeat, my laptop open on the desk angled just right so only my body shows from the neck down. Mask on, wig on, voice pitched higher with the filter. I’m “Lila Luxe” right now.

The wet, squelching sounds of her masturbátion mixed with her rising moans, creating a symphony of pure lust. One of the lustful men in the third row, a tall businessman with sharp features, stood up slowly. His cóck was already straining against his trousers. He was not the only one. Several others began to rise, drawn toward the stage like moths to a flame. Lila’s moans had become louder than any of the professional actors. They were raw, genuine, and impossibly arousing. Each cry sent a fresh wave of desire through the crowd.

Leanne was one of the highest-paid escorts from Madame Lucille’s House of Angels and her clients involved the country’s most powerful and the elite with social circles of billionaires, tycoons and A-list celebrities. She sat herself on her queen-sized bed, feeling the mattress sink slightly under her weight as she towelled dry her hair. And when a little ping sounded on her phone, Leanne knew that Madame Lucille had sent her the client’s file. She tapped on the p*f file on her phone. ‘CLIENT PROFILE Name: Logan Winters Age: 30 Occupations: CEO of Winters Corporation’ Logan Winters….

“By the way, I was just curious to know who the pretty chick from yesterday was?” “Who?” I asked, pretending not to know that he was speaking of Ella. “The fact that you spent that much time with her in your office had me wondering if she was the next target…” he chuckled mischievously, as he said those words. “Alright… that's enough. She's an artist, and she came to talk business.” I disliked it when Lucas spoke of struggle with my sexual addiction in that way. “There's nothing more to it. We'll talk when I get to the office.”

I went further towards the road and stopped a cab. “Louisville estate.” The driver nodded then took off.

Yet, as soon as her eyes shut, a haunting image invaded the darkness behind her eyelids. In the void of her closed eyes, a pair of dark brown eyes flashed, she can never forget the look, he looked different, and he looked vicious. If there was any expression was reflecting in his eyes then it was LUST, only Lust. It’s been an hour; Aurora stood under the water, trying to wash away all the bad memories from mind, but every time she closed her eyes all she can see his lustful gaze roaming all around her naked body and nothing. Those eyes she can’t remove from her fucking brain as if it got written permanently inside her brain. The way his gaze roam around her naked body was something she didn’