Ah, screw it! I'm not your dog, not your whore, and certainly not your lover. I'm Prof. Steve Finley. I teach English Lit to snot-nosed students. I'm a failed writer - those who cannot do, teach. Don't give me that look, Jack. You're a shady gangster and you don't know anything about writing or about me... ...
"I could give you what you want, what you crave" he whispered in my ear and I shivered as I felt his hand slide into my shirt. "How do you even know what I -uhhhh" he pinched the skin just above My belly button and I swear I could just melt right here right now surrounded by three god looking men one whose hands was...
"I like to pull on your hair, see you struggle to breathe, watch you reach your climax and then stop you from reaching your high." He said all of that without stopping and that made me shake in my fucking boots. "I-I, no?" I wasn't sure what to say when someone approaches you for a job and says that. "I don't like w...
Master Trent is a certified Dom at the Blue Hedonism BDSM Club, but from his track record, you'd doubt his ability to refrain his pushy-handsy ways around Subs. With a bad reputation and a humiliating event this fateful night, Trent believes he's lost any chance of ever finding a Sub, especially at the Blue Hedonism...
Is this your world, Jack? Blood and guns. One wrong step and I might fall. Or worse, Jack. You could die. Stupid. Remember to breathe. Screw being cautious. Shit happens anyway. "I've taken away your speech." No, you've helped me speak the words I really wanted to say. "I've taken away your sight." No, you've helped...
Aiden Walker isn't looking for a sub. But what happens when his pizza delivery boy is too delicious to pass up? Deleted at +1 million reads...