𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said stroking my face. "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your old lif

Clove Tali innocent. In his eyes. Oliver Wolf a savior. In her eyes - - - - ⚠️WARNING 17+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE CONTENT AND SELF LOATHING⚠️ ⚠️VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED⚠️ Clove left to fend for herself with her baby brother. Consumed by a physco. In the head space of a monster. A quiet innocent girl left with fear. Left with nothing but holds so much love. Oliver left with a state. Left with billions. Left with hunger and hate. Left to save his little sheep. To save her fear. To save her. Funny the one causing fear to others is the one to save his girl. - - - - - He spreads his large hand into my skirt and I squeeze my eyes shut. I start to breathe really heavy. "No, little sheep. No me hagas castigarte. Look at me baby." He leans down to my ear. "Look at daddy while he places his hand on your flower and makes you faint from all the pleasure your pussy is receiving, si?" He says painfully stroking my princess parts. "My little toy, hm?" He says stroking, harder now. Feeling my wet panties against my flower. As he lets me explore this tingle I can never explain. ⚠️WARNING 17+⚠️ ⚠️MATURE CONTENT AND SELF LOATHING⚠️ this has so many flippin parts bc when i wrote this and was lazy so i wrote a lot of chapters with little words lol ******* #1 in "soft"//10.1K #1 in "naive"//1.7K #1 in "innocent"//13.5K #1 in "submit"//3.9K #1 in "cute" //178K #1 in "goodgirl"//29.4K #1 in "stephenjames" //1.4K #1 in "daddy's girl" //5K #1 in "daddydom"//3.1K #1 in "daddyslittlegirl"//156 #2 in "possessive"//5.5K #2 in "love"//1.71K

"This room will hold your highest pleasure... and your deepest pain. I'm going to bring you to the edge-until you're shaking, screaming, begging with a voice you can barely use. I'll hurt you in ways that make your body rebel and crave it all at once. I'll beat you. Bruise you. Etch my ownership into your skin. Do you know why?" he asked, voice like velvet-wrapped steel. "Because I own you, Lahni. Every inch of you. Your moans, your tears, your pleasure, your pain-they all belong to me. You're my toy to break apart and rebuild how I see fit." I moaned without meaning to-my pussy pulsed, my skin flushed hot. His dominance soaked into me like heat into bone. And just like that, my will surrendered, piece by trembling piece.

A story about Anabelle Easton a 24 year old just out of a 2 year relationship after being cheated on, decides to pack up her car and move to NYC to start a new life away from a life of heartbreak. In NYC she tries to make a life for herself and struggles to barely get by, she meets her best friend Emily who makes her finally feel for the first time that she is not alone. After Anabelle and Emily are invited to a VIP event by their new friend Oliva.... Anabelle's life changes forever. Anabelle captures the attention of 4 lifelong friends and they are determined to make her theirs at any cost. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ 18+ THIS IS AN EROTIC ROMANCE THIS IS A SUB/DOMS CONTRACT WITH 5 PARTNERS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANY SEXUAL ACTS INCLUDING BONDAGE SPANKING DOUBLE AND TRIPLE PENETRATION PUBLIC PLAY ORGASIM CONTROL BDSM CONTRACT 5-SOME 4-SOME 3-SOME SEX ANAL PLAY AND SEX SEX TOYS FLOGGING CNC - Is concentral nonconsensual Voyarism Exhibitionism Gaging CNC Gang bang 24-7 submission I am the sole author and creator of the book titled Becoming Ours. I affirm that I hold all rights, including but not limited to the copyright, publishing, distribution, and adaptation rights, to the aforementioned work. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or used in any form without my express written permission.

Sophia (23) accepts a personal assistant role with Maximilian Cross (50), a wealthy and controlling CEO. Every day in the office, her obedience is tested through subtle humiliations and punishments, escalating to full BDSM sessions in his private penthouse. Sophia's world becomes one of control, degradation, and addictive submission, blurring professional and personal boundaries.

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A married couple, estranged and on the verge of divorce, signs a 30-day D/s contract as a last resort to salvage their marriage. But her husband has kept a part of himself hidden: his tastes are much darker than she expected. He becomes the master he always wanted to be, and she, desperate for his attention, falls into the abyss of consensual non-consent, isolation, and mind control.

Seraphina Vale is a 21-year-old influencer with millions of followers, designer heels, and a habit of setting fires - literally and figuratively. After she accidentally burns down her father's summer villa during a livestream party, her father sends her to the only man who ever scared him: Khalid al-Amin, a brutal, reclusive billionaire with a dark history and zero tolerance for disobedience. Khalid doesn't speak much. But when he does, Seraphina trembles. He doesn't want her attitude. He doesn't want her fake tears. He wants to own her submission - in body, voice, and soul. And Seraphina? She wants to fight it. Until she's on her knees, moaning into the hardwood floor, whispering "Yes, Daddy."

18+ ‼️ SMUT AHEAD "I told you not to touch yourself," he said, stepping closer. "And you came like a filthy little brat. Didn't you?" She nodded. He didn't speak again until they were in his private office. Door locked. Curtains drawn. "You don't get to come without me," he said quietly. "You don't get to steal from me what's mine to give." Then, he dragged her to the mirror again. Made her watch as he stripped her slowly. "Look at you," he hissed in her ear. "You couldn't last one night without rubbing your greedy little cunt all over my name." He bent her over the desk. No preamble. No warning. "This isn't punishment," he whispered, pushing her legs apart. "This is ownership."

To secure a high-profile merger and quiet gossip about his scandalous affairs, Damian (48) marries Elise (23), his much younger secretary. What looks like a business arrangement quickly morphs into a brutal Dom/sub marriage where Damian exerts control 24/7. Elise lives in his luxury penthouse, but she's no free woman. She's collared, trained, and punished to his exacting standards. At the office, Damian humiliates her subtly and overtly-commanding her with biting insults and punishing her with silent toys hidden in his desk drawers. Their twisted passion explodes into violent sex in the boardroom, elevators, and private office after hours.