The Forbidden One Rec Room Novels & Stories

The room was called the Chamber. There were no windows. No exits. Just chrome walls, heat lamps, ceiling-mounted cameras, and two glass platforms suspended from chains. On each was a padded restraint table fitted with steel clamps, electrodes, a dozen inlets for tools, and a digital display pulsing red. Reyna didn’t recognize herself in the mirror as they led her in. Her hair was slicked back, soaked from a cold chemical rinse. Her skin glistened under the light, scrubbed raw and rehydrated with glistening oil. Her collar was heavier now, marked UNIT 03 in harsh red text.

The room held its breath. I bent—not because I believed, but because I had already made one ruinous choice and thought another might wall the cracks. I bent because they would never stop pressing. I lowered my mouth to Rhea’s pulse. The chamber went still. My lips brushed skin. My teeth grazed— —and Recce tore the door off his cage. The roar ripped out of me like a storm splitting stone. Wax rattled in the sconces. Banners flapped on their poles. My vision went red. Claws ripped through my fingers, flexing like they’d been waiting years for daylight.

SELENE I was now tied in steel chains in the center of my own bedroom. I could not do anything to free myself. I was incredibly weak. They had placed a metal collar around my neck to silence the wolf inside me. The silver burned into my skin, acting as a toxic barrier that cut me off from the wild, powerful part of my soul. The silence inside my own head was deafening. I felt empty and broken. I leaned my head against the wooden floorboards and remembered Silas. I remembered the terror in his beautiful dark eyes when he saw the wolves in the alley. I knew exactly what he was going to do. He was an environmental scientist. He demanded facts.

And fuck-- he finds exactly what he through he'd find. When he had found this room weeks ago, he thought this was maybe a weapon room. Maybe a torture room-- anything, something befitting fir a mafia. Anything else that isn't a room for his weird kink. His eyes widens as he takes in the all the recordings neatly arranged-- there are so many, it makes him wonder just how many Omegas have been here before him. In the middle of the room, is a monitor. On the screen, it seems like a file is being deleted--67%

There was a section of all black guys in a locker room shower setting. It looked like a hidden video recording based on how it was filmed. You could tell it was not rehearsed. All of the black guys started jacking off together, just like I was doing with my hockey friends. One of the black guys dropped to his knees and said, “Everyone cum on me!” Very soon all of the other guys started cumming on the guy laying on the ground.

Muscles moving beneath— I cleared my throat. “Of course.” He didn’t look at me, but I could’ve sworn his smile deepened. We walked past sliding doors that led directly outside, then into what he called the game room. It was enormous. Pool tables, arcade machines, a poker table, even a sleek bar tucked into one corner. “Do you actually use all of this?” I asked. “Sometimes,” he said. “When friends come over. Or when I need to blow off steam.”

The girl with the dildo kept on moving it and by this point kim was no longer fighting to be freed. “ I believe I got it from here, just wait outside till we call you" she told them and the two girls that pushed kim inside replied “ok we’ll be right outside” and released Kim’s hands before they opened the door and left leaving only one other girl looking on with a sultry smile on her face. (Suzy’s room)

One of these days, my curiosity is probably going to end up killing me. For one guy there sure seems to be a lot of doors to open to get to him. “You see amore mio, we call this the mute chamber. Two sound proof rooms means no sound goes out.” Leo winks. I gulp, my stomach twisting into knots as I take in what it is that he is telling me. Now I wish I never asked.

His soulmate, Sofina, is unable to attend sometimes. The table was covered with a large variety of food, and hands were all around, grabbing for the portion of food they needed. "Have you heard about Alpha Tyric's son?" Uncle Lennox started a conversation. "What about him?" asked Dad. Everyone's eyes turned to Uncle Lennox, too curious to know. "His mate is a curse, a human." The piece of barbecue ribs dropped from my hand. Everyone's eyes at the table turned to me. I took up the ribs and started eating like nothing happened. Their eyes eventually returned to Uncle Lennox.

I was heaving as I fought against them and watched how she trembled at his touch as his lips descended on her, but before they could claim hers, Ventura walked in with two young girls on either side of him. “I told you that you needed to take things calmly. This is nothing compared to what you may see in a sēx club,” Petrov stated as he released me. I couldn’t focus on what would happen on the screen as I turned my gun towards the Russian dīckface while my finger teased the trigger. “No,” Francisco stepped in front of him like the asšhole wasn’t on my side. “Get out of the way, Francisco!” I growled, seeing red. I don’t mind being a loose cannon right now. Everything was crumbling down to pi