Sexy Zone Members Novels & Stories

It's the sex club section where you get to grab anyone without being accused of rape. Only selected members and VIPs come here because once you are here, it means you've given consent to be fucked, anyway, anyhow and publicly too. My eyes darted around the floor as if searching for something. I have never been interested in whatever activities are going on beneath me but somehow, I feel rooted to the spot I am and keep looking around. ‘Mr Mustafa,’ a soft voice pulls my attention briefly and I turn to find an almost naked blonde lady standing by the door of my room. She push her hip to one side and run her hand over the barely covered skin of her behind.

“I was at a club, and they had these stalls that you didn’t have to rent, but you could use...for a quickie. We could add something like that for members who want a quick fuck maybe after watching a performance. A grin started to tug on the corner of my mouth as I thought of dragging Zoe into one of those rooms for a quick fun. “I love the idea.” “I think we should do more about protecting the identity of our members, especially women who might feel self-conscious. We can have a masquerade event there as well occasionally.” I nodded. Seeing sense in his suggestion. “Controlled exclusivity,” I said. “People pay more when they feel protected.” Aaron grinned. “That’s why you’re the best busines

Especially when you’re as motivated as I am to do something about your situation. Impulse is a shifter only BDSM sex club, though mostly for werewolves, since it’s here in Arcadia. It’s a club where the clientele need to be a bit sturdier to be able to handle the activities that occur inside. But they also are a club that helps people explore their sexuality. As long as you have your shifter animal, you are allowed to participate, though no one under 18 is actually allowed to participate in anything with a partner. And each new member must be sponsored by an existing member.

my manager asks me, even my co-Model who was with me in the changing room got curious. "We're dating that's it," I said then shrug, like can I said I was her Slave? no, it's not gonna happen it's a secret, Black Angel Society was a known LGBTQ community Society of course, from outside they know it was a brotherhood and sisterhood for LGBTQ members rich or poor, they know some stuff like Racing or any sports or casino only for the members, and there is this Famous island that exclusively only members can go, it's really expensive so rich members can. "Shun Yu is a Lesbian we know it but she's so hot," My co-model Lian said, I just smile.

Just watching. That was worse. Every other night I knew his next move. Tonight I didn’t, and the not knowing sat under my skin like a splinter I couldn’t locate. I went to get dressed. “Big spender,” Mikela said, nodding toward the VIP corridor. “Asked for you specifically. He’s clean, has a good record, and tips well.” “Name?” “Marcus Cole. Property developer. Been coming here for six months.” She handed me the booking slip. “Don’t say no.”

Kinks: gloryhole, multiple cocks, rough sex, exhibitionism Sara's heart thumped wildly in her chest as she and Mia entered the dimly lit, pulsing gloryhole bar. The heavy bass reverberated through the walls, vibrating every nerve ending in her body. The humid air hit her skin like a caress, carrying with it the scent of sex and taboo promises. It was their 27th birthday, and this was the ultimate gift they had fantasized about for months - a night of pure, anonymous indulgence.

Zeke ordered, and she did, her voice shaky as the pain mingled with pleasure, her body arching into each hit. As the punishment intensified, Eli and Damien joined in. Damien started with the vibrator, a sleek, powerful device that he pressed against her clit without warning. The sudden buzz made her cry out, her hips bucking involuntarily against the spreader bar. "Oh, fuck—please," she begged, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her core. Eli chuckled, his hands roaming her body, tugging lightly on the nipple chain to amplify the sensations. They took turns ravaging her: Damien holding the vibrator steady as he kissed her neck, his other hand squeezing her breast; Eli dropping to his

she made it up. “That’s it?” “I’m barely five-four. Do you really think I want some big guy beating me with a whip? No thanks.” “There’s more to a sex club than whips and chains. I’m starting to think you’ve never been.” She rolled her eyes and pulled up her email and found the one which confirmed her membership, which was required when she did her research. She took delight in the way his eyes widened and then narrowed. “Jesus, this says you’ve been a member since you were nineteen!”

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains explicit sexual content, including themes of forced feminization, BDSM, humiliation, sissification, pegging, cum play, and dominance/submission dynamics. It is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. “I want you to remember this night for the rest of your life,” Sasha whispered, her voice like velvet over a blade. Julian didn’t get the chance to respond. The click of heels sounded behind him, then the door opened—and everything shifted.

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL