What happens when someone with a very high IQ has the kind of curiosity that killed the cat?... Tianna Blair is a problem. Little Tia is an even bigger problem. She talks back. She breaks rules. She takes up space she wasn't invited into. When she lands in a house that already has its own balance, everything goes wrong fast. Elias Sorinas runs a government-owned behavioral facility in a city that believes in control, compliance, and systems that look humane on paper. He's spent years enforcing structure, and believing in mechanisms that fix people - or at least contain them. Rossi Romano knows ink. That's pretty much it. Tia doesn't want help. Elias doesn't plan on getting attached. Rossi doesn't plan on caring. They all fail. ‎ꫂ᭪݁‎ꫂ᭪݁‎ꫂ᭪݁ Age regression story with an MMF relationship. Updates will be daily. Enjoy <3

slow updates! | short story | 𝐂𝐆𝐋 | AGE REGRESSION Description: Just a month after signing over her life to Matthew barrow her 29 year old dominant boyfriend, 21 year old Madison Jane is now adjusting to the new lifestyle she submitted herself to. *** Madison frowned, " b-but i am big.." it wasn't purposely, but simply just a statement that she continued to throw out there for him to hear, it was reassurance and her convincing herself that she wasn't little. Which was the biggest lie yet. And he knew it just as much as she did. He sighed lowly at the lie as it left her lips, finishing up her hair so that it was now tied back neatly in a ponytail with a pink ribbon tied around it. " look at me baby." As her eyes looked up, it met his, his dark brown eyes filled with reassurance yet so much validation and love, it's almost like he wore the wisdom as a vest so that he could constantly pour it into her. " I need you to start relying on me baby. You're safe with me and I'll always take care of you, but I can't do my job properly when you constantly continue to lie and shield yourself from me. It's not good for neither one of us."

What We Make Room For is a quiet, luminous tale about healing, chosen family, and the courage it takes to be known. On a coastal campus where faculty live just steps from their students, Ezra Reyes teaches art with a gentle hand and paint-streaked fingers. His partner, Dr. Liam Reyes, a grounded and steady professor of social work, is a quiet force of calm in a chaotic world. Together, their home is a haven filled with books, warmth, plants, and an unspoken capacity for care. Then there's Cara Rowan. Twenty years old, intelligent, guarded, and unraveling. Studying pre-med and hiding more than just her exhaustion, Cara is barely keeping it together. She's been taking black-market pills to suppress the signs of her true classification as a "little," a label she's terrified to claim but one that explains everything she's spent years trying to erase. The pills help her appear strong. But they also steal her joy, wreck her body, and bury the very parts of her that once made her feel whole. When Ezra finds her sketching behind the art building-anxious, sharp-tongued, and too tired to pretend-he sees something she doesn't. Over time, and with Liam's quiet guidance, the three begin to form an unexpected bond. A slow, tentative trust grows between them, anchored not in obligation but in deep, resonant care. As Cara is drawn into their world of shared breakfasts, long beach walks, and a love that asks for nothing but honesty, she begins to question the life she thought she had to live. But healing isn't easy, and to move forward, she must face the shadows of her past and the truth of who she is. This is a story about soft rebellion. About becoming. About finding home, not just in a place, but in people who stay.

You've been classified. Red. White. Blue. Pink. Dominant. Submissive. Caregiver. Little. Everyone fits. Everyone plays their part- except her. Talia Hale enters the Harmony System as a statistical impossibility. Sixty-four percent Little, thirty-six percent Submissive- a dual-signature so rare the system hasn't recorded one in years. Too soft for a standard Dominant, too volatile for a standard Caregiver. Too much and not enough for anyone the academy has ever trained. A mismatch. A rule-breaker. An exception. Until him. Rowan Rhys- the academy's most feared instructor, dual-classified Dominant and Caregiver. Red and Blue. Precision carved into a man. Cold as silence, controlled as a pulse held beneath a thumb. Untouchable. Unshakable. Unmatched. Until her. "I'd kill gods for you," he tells her one night. "And kneel in the same breath." She doesn't know what to call the way he looks at her. He doesn't know what to do with the way she needs him. And still, they reach for each other. ♡♡♡ #1 in shy #1 in praise #1 in daddydom #1 in softgirl #1 in lightddlg ♡♡♡

Anna's life has the perfect life. Supporting parents who only want the best for her, money and freedom. Anna abuses the freedom she is given and tips her parents over the edge forcing them to send her to King's Academy for the education of troubled teens. Will she be the true brat that she is labelled as or will she suprise her dominant? 🥇sadist 27/03/25🩶 🥇spankings 30/03/25🩶 🥇discipline 30/05/25🩶 🥇bdsm school 29/11/25🩶 *im not good at descriptions so read the book if you want <3*

Saving Leah Series Book 7 "So what do you admire most about women?" I ask the man as he sips on his coffee. He smirks as he sets his cup down, acting as if my question was some sort of joke, "Her complete submission, of course." I hum, disproving greatly of this answer as well as all the others before. "Birdie is not the type of submissive to give complete submission easily. What is your plan with that?" I ask him. He just laughs, "Every submissive can be broken in, it is only a test of a dominant's will," he says with a smirk. I smile tightly and slide his application into my folder, having all the answers I need. "So when do I get to meet her?" He asks, suddenly standing as he sees me gathering my things. I smile for real now, taking great pleasure in this part of the project. "Birdie is a flame in need of stoking, not extinguishing. I appreciate your time, but I have a lot of other candidates-" "There is nothing wrong with me holding my submissive up to high standards. I'm an incredibly experienced dominant and-" "This has nothing to do with your experience level. Like I said before-" I try to explain again before he once again cuts me off. He raises his voice going on about himself. I doubt he really cared for Birdie all that much. He's never met her. This is an ego thing. "You have a nice day," I tell him with a sigh, turning and checking my watch as I leave the coffee shop. Appointment four down, six more to go. ---- Birdie, the wild, sassy, and fiery child of Ellie and Charlie is now of age to have her own dominant. With deep insecurities about her own personality, she asks her beloved brother Weston to find her a dominant. Ethan set out in life to be successful and he did just that. He owns his own finance company, his house and a nice car...but no submissive. He finds Birdie's profile online and is intrigued by the vague descriptions and the extensive interview process he must undergo to meet her.

Carly Richards was sent to a boarding school by her careless, selfish parents. Little do they know, it's a BDSM school, where discipline and respect is taught. Watch her go through her journey with her two assigned doms, as they fight and fall for each other, as she settles into the flow of the school, and all of the hiccups along the way. Smut chapters will be marked with one asterisk (*), two (**), or three (***) depending on how extreme they are. Be warned!! ;) ⬇️⬇️ * - fluff/slight smut/punishments ** - vanilla/ 'normal' sex *** - BDSM #1 IN PRAISE #1 IN KINKS #3 IN RULES #8 IN BISEXUAL #11 IN GOOD GIRL

When my dad told me his best friend was finally returning back to his hometown, I expected him to be someone who got me bored with a word, not the one who got me wet with a look. I expected him to be someone I would rather ignore, not the one whose fantasies I pleasured myself to. I expected him to be an addition to my dad's drinking group, not the one I'd prefer to eat me out. I expected him to be someone my dad went out with, not the one who brought home my college bestie. More or less, I expected him to be an uncle, never my hottest-ever one-night stand. ~ • ⁠༶⁠ • ~ Original Reads: 715K, Votes: 12K Originally Published: January 2024 onwards Republishing (after being deleted): February 26, 2025 onwards

"Have you ever touched yourself before, Charlie?" I asked him openly. He glanced at me like he had just seen a ghost. "I- WHO- WHY-WOULD YOU ASK ME THIS??!?" He squirmed. I laughed at him, I loved making him nervous. "Ohhh, how could I forget? The innocent, sweet, kind, angelic Charlie. Who's mother works with special needs children, and father owns a charity buisness. Charlie would never hurt a fly. He's WAYY too innocent to ever do something so filthy" I said dramatically. He scratched the back of his neck. "Does Charlie even know what masturbation is?" I smirked. His eyes widened like I had just cursed him. He made a small noise in his throat. With every sentance, he gave me an even more dirtier look. "I-I'm not even innocent" he said. "How about you prove it to me?" I asked. Charlie is a good boy. A straight a student with a wealthy family, and even a mother who used to be famous. June, the bad girl who moves in next door ends up running into him. Could this new "friend" of his corrupt him in ways he's never imagined? (TRUST THE PROCESS ON THIS BOOK PLEASEEE. AS MUCH AS I WANTED TO WRITE JUST ALL SMUT, IM ACC TRYING TO GIVE IT A STORYLINE HERE ASWELL)

He leaned down very slowly and my eyes fell to his lips before snapping back up. He gently pressed his lips against mine, moving slowly at first before he began to deepen the kiss between us. You have no earthly idea how long I have wanted to kiss you." He whispered. "In this room, I'm your dominant and you will do as I say when I say without hesitation. I want you to only call me Master or Sir starting now. Do you understand?" His voice was rough as he spoke and the deepness of his voice combined with the command pulled at my willingness to obey him. I nodded my understanding without speaking. I felt a sharp slap come down on my ass. It didn't hurt but it shocked me. "When I ask you a question, I want an answer. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir, I understand." Aaron James had trained and worked to become a head dominant as his father had and would soon have to take over the family business as well of running the finances for most of the town. McKenzi needed to help her family because money wasn't coming in the way they needed. Years after Aaron started training they finally meet again and this time he has the power to actually do something about it. She is everything he has been craving and seeing her standing in front of him is all he needs to remember what he wants to do with her. She's never been intimate with anyone and his world is one she didn't find herself comfortable even thinking about, but it's him, and her family needs help.