My Taboo Secret Place Novels & Stories

I opened the door and- "Hi, Mr. Canon! I came for those extra lessons you mentioned!" crowed Tabitha. She was standing in the corner behind my desk so she'd be visible only to me and not to anyone out in the hall. The girl sounded like she was smiling, but I couldn't tell. I couldn't tell because she had her back to me, and was in the process of flipping up her little gray dress to reveal the thong wedged up her ass crack. "Get outta here with that shit. Panties are for prisses," shared Taylor, standing next to her in the corner lowering her shorts around her thighs to reveal her bare pussy.

Standing next to her was a man who was a foot taller than her, and he was an Omega. ==================== The door of the secret room is opening, and Mayari Tabbu rubs her hands together to conjure a spell. She placed her palm against her lips, then blew softly against the palm of her hand. A barrier appeared from nowhere, crawling from the cemented floor until the barrier reached the top of everyone’s head. Accashia rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She’s not the only one who was confused, disoriented. Called was too, and he fumbles to understand what was going on. The room became too quiet, and the people who met with Bethal were staring at the two of them.

Lord, am I! The mere thought—even without knowing what he has in store for us this evening—has me creaming with lust and anticipation. My stomach quivers. I have to keep a coy expression from my face as we depart Harrods. It’s not easy, because I have a secret sex life no one knows about, and I don’t doubt it’s going to continue to lean toward the taboo side. That unto itself is enough to make me snuggle close to Jameson when we’re alone in the limo and bat my lashes at him.

"No wonder he insisted on divorce—who could tolerate a betrayal like that?" I raised a hand for silence, my gaze settling on Victoria's ashen face. Pointing to the structural diagram of the sofa on the screen, I said, "The base of this sofa was hollowed out and fitted with a hidden compartment—just large enough to conceal an adult man." My lawyer immediately initiated a video call, the camera switching to my living room. On screen, a worker demonstrated the mechanism. With a press of a concealed latch on the armrest, the base slowly lifted, revealing a storage space over four feet deep.

“Keep this secret, or I send everything to the family group chat. Mom, Dad, everyone.” The taboo crashes over me like fire. He’s my stepbrother. This is so fucking wrong. But my nipples harden painfully against my bra and my cunt throbs with shameful need. I’ve fantasized about this exact scenario — being caught, blackmailed, used by the men I’m forbidden to want. “What do you want?” I whisper, already knowing. My voice is breathy, betraying me. Kai stands, palming the massive bulge in his sweatpants. “On your knees, baby. Show big brother how good that slutty mouth is in real life. Give me a reason to keep your dirty little secret safe.”

We drove home silent, but his hand on my thigh promised more. Months in, the awkwardness was a distant memory. What started as a mistake evolved into addiction...filthy, consensual, and gruesomely hot. Mom remained oblivious, our secret thriving in stolen moments. And every time he slid inside me, whispering "Mine," I knew we'd never stop. The taboo bound us tighter than any ring, and in our twisted world, it was perfect.

Again the silence took over us. To break the silence, I said, "So now you know two of my secrets." "Huh?" "My nightmares and my favorite hiding spot. I told you two significant secrets of my life. Don't you dare to tell these to anyone?" I said when she smiled and said, "I will make a screen of 99 Ince in the middle of the city and tell everyone about your secrets. By the way, how come you know this place? I don't think anyone ever comes here." She said as it was empty like a graveyard.

Tabitha stated, repositioning herself to talk to Blake, who sat on her bed. “So what’s your excuse?” Blake asked, looking at Tabby. “I’m reevaluating this person who we were looking to promote, but he has a very unique fetish that only came to light tonight,” Tabby said, placing her tablet to the side to conduct a conversation with Blake. “Oh? What fetish this rising star has, if I might ask?” Blake asked, almost knowing in his heart. “He loves pregnant women and becomes their subordinate in the presence of them,” Tabby said shyly.

“Something?” He traced her lower lip with his thumb. “My world. The one I don’t bring just anyone into. There’s a place here that I visit when I am here. It is called The Velvet Abyss. It is a private club filled with anonymous people with kinks like ours. I’ve been a member for years. I want you to see it. With me.”

For a brief second, I looked from one man to another, my pulse racing as anticipation settled heavily over the room. This was the moment I had been waiting for. “Fuck,” Enzo and Adrian groaned together as they stroked themselves faster. “Keep your mouth wide open,” Damien instructed. I obeyed, lifting my chin while watching them. Before I could think, they all reached their climax and burst their seed across my face. “Hmm…” Adrian moaned as he came, his breathing turning ragged. I slowly licked across my lips and released a deep sigh, tasting what remained before wiping the rest from my cheek with the back of my hand.