Lust System Novels & Stories

The deadbolt slid home with a soft, decisive sound. Grant’s voice came from behind me, calm and low and completely certain. “Catalog number, Elise.” I spoke clearly, eyes on the open page, ass bare under the lifted skirt, body already aching for the first touch of his hands. “QL 41 .B47 1618.”

Bridget says, trying to start another fight. “Don’t push your luck, baby girl. You barely survived a hit from one of my fists.” I shut her up, checking his pulse rate. His pulse rate was down; he was losing consciousness. “What’s happening over there?” Kai asks, a little scared. “I think it’s some kind of special cut or weapon,” I explained, judging from my little experience as a battle nurse. “What can you see? Tell us, please, Lorenzo,” Kai let out, afraid to lose someone once more. “It’s a wolf's bane.”.

Hazel’s phone buzzed on the glass surface of her desk. She immediately dropped her pen and picked it up, hoping to see Liam’s face pop up for a video call. Instead, it was just a short text. Liam: Hey Haze. The board meeting ran three hours late. I'm completely dead. Going straight to sleep so I don't miss the morning site tour. Sorry I missed your call again. Love you. Hazel stared at the bright screen. She typed back quickly: It's okay. Get some rest. Love you too.

Pain shot through my head and chest. Then everything stopped. I couldn't hear anything except ringing in my ears. “Rhea? RHEA!” Nathan's voice was tinny and far away. “I'm…here.” My voice sounded weak. “I… I just crashed.” “What?! Where are you? Rhea, stay with me… where are you?” “I don't know. Side of the road. Trees. I…” The notification of battery low sounded. “My phone's dying.” “I’m not going anywhere, I’m calling for hel..”

They just wander through normal life pretending to be yoga instructors, retired nurses, electricians, delivery drivers, hobby gardeners, and men named Pete who believe reptiles have infiltrated zoning committees. Maya starts a new tab in the spreadsheet. CONTACTS. Then, because LUS has made her paranoid about categories, she adds columns. Name. Skill. Access. Reliability. Risk. Current belief system. Cultivation method. Post-collapse value. Do not tell. The last column has checkboxes. Every box starts checked. LUS observes this with what Maya has come to recognise as its version of polite approval, which is basically silence with a clipboard. Assessment framework acceptable, it says.

Parting her soft lips ever so slightly, she place the rim by her lips and closed in on the glass, and gulped a small amount of water. Lise sighs in satisfaction at how the water eased the burning of her throat both from Andreas’s chokehold and the food that had been lodged in her throat. Lise had been struggling as she lay on the bed, turning her head from one side to another. She wanted to so badly use the toilet. But she couldn’t move. Even if she was able to get to the toilet, she needed someone to hoist her up on the seat because she didn’t have her wheelchair and was practically stranded.

Their eyes were glassy with lust, bodies already marked with bruises, bite marks, and dried cum from the previous day. Lila Harper knelt at the head of the table, wrists and ankles locked in padded leather cuffs attached to heavy chains that kept her spread wide and helpless. Her massive 13-inch futa cock stood painfully erect, leaking a constant stream of precum onto the table. Her pussy glistened, swollen and ready.

She looked at Kairi and smiled then hung up and made her way over to her. “Finally the day is over.” Kairi said throwing her arms over Krystal’s shoulders and leaning on her. “Actually Kai we have one more client.” Krystal said hugging her. “What?!” Kairi yells jumping back from Krystal like she just burned her. “You said it was only these few and that was it! It was soooo boring today.” “I know, I know,” Krystal said calmly, trying to calm her friend. “But it’s with Luna Corp, and we have a contract with them so we have to do it.”

He had tried to save it but there was nothing he could do to save the system from crashing. Luckily, he seemed sure whoever hacked into the system wouldn’t get much information. But we no longer had a good system and it would take a while before any replacement he could buy be safe enough to store information in. We decided to store everything important on paper. Juan and I teamed up and started writing, keeping up with Juan was hard as he did everything with speed. It was almost evening and Louis wasn’t back. Neither was Carlos. I couldn’t help but worry. We wrote out a list of the girls and where they all could be. I felt uneasy about having access to this information but swore to myself t

“Okay, that’s enough, Madam… please, stop drinking,” the butler, Arthur, warned softly. He reached out to steady the glass as it wobbled in Larissa's grip. Larissa didn't even look up at him, she stared at the liquid instead, watching the ice cubes swirl. "He isn't coming back tonight, is he?" Arthur hesitated, his silence more cutting than any confirmation. "It’s been six months, Arthur," she whispered, her voice filled with exhaustion. "Six months since the wedding, and..."