in which Ilya's heart is captured by Katherine Hollander

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 ♡♡♡

!! This is an AGE REGRESSION story !! If you aren't into that or don't know what it is, I kindly suggest you click off now !! Junie, an 18 year old girl with a history of abuse, has formed a trusting relationship with her esthetician, Violet. What happens when Violet breaks all of that trust and kidnaps Junie, forcing her to be her little girl? Story removed at around 55k reads. #1 in Caregiver 3/04/25 #1 in mommydom 3/07/25 #3 in Agere 3/13/25

shyness. anxiety. new place. new people. let's see how this goes.

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

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One day I was a girl just trying to Survive and the next day my whole world was flipped upside down when I was sold into the mafia. "Why don't you be my good girl and lay your pretty ass on your bed and position yourself in front of the camera where I can see your little pussy." I say as I begin to fist myself to the sight of her. She lays down on her back and spreads her legs wide open for me. "Take off your panties baby." She slides her arms down her hips and hooks her fingers around her panties and slowly slides them down her legs. Her pussy is already so wet for me that it's dripping down her thigh.

12 boys and 1 girl. How could this possibly go wrong