My Taboo Secret Place Novels & Stories

Not even the owner. --- Tabby

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest. Tonight’s confession is soaked in taboo — a stepsister hiding a very lucrative secret, and the stepbrother who discovers it… then decides to claim full control. This one is dark, twisted, and deliciously wrong. Here is the confession of “Stepsister’s Secret.” --- **Story 12: Stepsister’s Secret** **Chapter 1**

"This is not a comfortable bed, if you really want to stay the night." Moreau's half-knowledge of anything in the Abihirt residence was not a good prospect. She didn't even understand which 'uncomfortable' part he was referring to, while the bed they had just used felt much softer than the mattress in her own room. Moreau would not deny anything, regardless of whether she overreacted or not. It should have ended on a level of honesty. The atmosphere that felt odd here and the surprising variety of sex toys, too, never tried to lie. They knew that the red room was the most secret place. Barbara would not have come too close to guessing, had she inquired about Moreau's whereabouts. The woman's

I asked over my shoulder. Tabby stood, smoothing her hands over her pants as she nodded. “Yeah, sure,” she said, excusing herself from the others before following me into the kitchen. The second we were alone, I rounded on her. “What is it?” I asked her, my eyes narrowed. “W…what?” She stammered. “You’re hiding something. Don’t deny it. It’s obvious. Tell me what it is,” I said, folding my arms across my chest. She nibbled on her lower lip, her eyes going everywhere but me. I could see the slight blush on her cheeks as she suppressed her words.

Tasha exclaimed with a Satisfied smile, unlike the other floors this one is strictly by invitation, no one can enter without presenting a pass code, it is like this because of the reputations of the client. On their way the door to a large room was slightly opened, so even though it was briefly, Tasha could see the group of naked people, some of them were top celebrities who had the fetish of having sex in group. This floor was a safe haven for this type of people to unleash their loose morals and indulge in whatever type of sex they fantasies about, a painful moan echo in the hallway followed by a loud spank because she wasn't putting on any undies, Tasha felt a warm liquid drip from her pu

“Sophie… that must have cost a fortune. You really didn’t have to—” “I wanted to,” her best friend cut in firmly. “You’ve been running yourself ragged with school and that secret fan page thing you think I don’t know about. Go. Get pampered. You deserve it.” Lila hugged her tightly, warmth blooming in her chest. “Thank you. Seriously.” ***** The following day, after her last class, Lila arrived at Silver Sanctuary. The place was sleek, luxurious, and quiet, tucked away from the main streets with heavy privacy glass and soft ambient lighting, exactly the kind of high-end spa that made her nervous.

There was a moment of tight resistance; she clenched, a sharper gasp escaped her, and then he was inside, fully, buried to the hilt in a heat that seemed to consume him alive. They both froze. The air rushed out of their lungs in a single thud. Her eyes widened, locked on his, capturing the expression of pure ecstasy and pure horror he knew was stamped across his face. It was the final violation of a taboo, and the final fulfillment of a desire. It was the place from which there was no return. And then they began to move.

Claimed by him. Inspired, Tara put the book aside and rummaged around some more in the box. At the very bottom her fingers brushed by something firm and long – just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit stimulator in slow deliberate circles.

Tara should’ve gone home an hour ago. The cleaning staff had already left. The whole floor was dark, except for the soft glow of her desk lamp. She claimed she was working on the Anderson pitch deck. But the tabs open on her laptop said otherwise. One showed a live chat with her best friend, daring her to finally act out the fantasy they’d joked about for years. Another had an online store cart open vibrators, silk cuffs, a discreet clit sucker toy. And the third?

I nod slowly. Tabi has since wiped her eyes and looked like her normal self again, an extends a hand to me " I must show you something but we will have to be quiet and quick okay? don't talk and try to control your breathing because there are very sensitive creatures there, do you understand? " " I understand "