The Pleasure Archive
By the time they finally began to slow down, I was lying in the middle of the platform, covered from head to toe in thick layers of cum, smiling dreamily up at the ceiling.
Elias and Damien knelt on either side of me.
Elias leaned down and kissed me softly.
“You’re finally home,” he whispered.
Damien stroked my hair, his expression unreadable.
“But the real game is only beginning,” he said quietly.
As the lights in the vault dimmed, a new figure stepped out of the deepest shadows.
A woman, tall, elegant, and wearing a blood-red mask.
She looked straight at me and smiled.
“Welcome to the true Midnight Club, Lila Bennett. You’ve entertained us well.”
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