* WARNING: * * The following story contains ; * Manipulation, neglect, mental- and phycial abuse, sexual assult, sexual harrasment, sexual exploitation, psychological trauma, objectification and dehumanization, powerlessness and loss of control, humiliation, gore, dismemberment, torture (From chpt. 6 onward). * Contains sexual and intimate scenes. * * IF ANY OF THOSE TOPICS LISTED ABOVE ARE A SENSITIVE TOPICS FOR YOU, BEST TO SKIP THE CHAPTERS OR READ THEM AT YOUR OWN RISK! * Freya struggles with PTSD and an intense fear of orcs, who are responsible for her father's death. Fleeing a forced engagement to escape her manipulative stepfather, she surrenders herself to an orc chief after his raid on her engagement party, hoping for freedom. Instead, she's presented to Azgar, the chief's eldest son, as a "gift" from his younger brother Agnar in a gesture of gratitude..

Eva St. James couldn't even make it through the grocery store, without the sudden urge to fantasize about slurping the fuck out of a cock, while another filled her pussy to the brim. That's just who Eva was deep down inside. Cock was always on her mind. Society always taught her to keep her fucking mouth shut about wanting to be passed around, and to just be a "good little girl". Yawn. Men have the most fragile little egos don't they? At least that's what she used to assume. Never in her wildest dreams did she think that she would ever meet a man unafraid of her sexual hunger. Someone just as eager, just as hungry.... Someone, to slut her out... These are the diaries of a cum guzzling slut. Through the strange meeting of a man named Travis Dagger, Eva discovered that you really can have it all. Women don't have to settle for secretly dreaming about it. And you don't have to be fucking sorry about it either.

Katty is a slave and has been since birth. After leaving an abusive Werewolf Master she finds Alek. Little does she know he has a twin brother named Alekzander. She finds out that they are Werewolves and she their mate. How will she take it?

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

Dani devoted her adult life to god and the Roman Catholic Church as she served as a nun. Until one day when she met her untimely fate, like she dreamed and hoped she was warmly welcomed at the gates of heaven. But after overhearing something she wasn't supposed to she was banished from heaven in order to cover it up. Dani is condemned to hell where she gets a little too personal with the devil himself. Lucifer soon grows attached to the small human that fell upon him one night. He shows her a whole new side of life that she never imagined. Ranked #1 in Lucifer 6/17/18 Ranked #3 in Hell 6/17/18 !WARNING! Mature content including but not limited to, profanity, sexual scenes and foreplay, BDSM content, mature and controversial subjects. This is a work of fiction and will be treated as such! Also just because this story includes smut does not mean it is purely smut!! It has a strong story backbone with appropriate timing smut.

WARNING: R18+! CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER AUDIENCE. "I am your king. The one who owns you, body and soul. Kneel for me Clara, and I will worship you like the queen you are." - - - - - - - - - - - - - Born as the result of an affair between her mother and a tycoon, Clara's life was always bound in misery. Her mother, now living in luxury with her affair partner, threw her at her husband's care. Since then, her 'father' has subjected her to pain and abuse, coloring her with bruises and blood, things his wife could've had. At 21, she was sold off her by father to a prostitution house. But before her buyer could even get a taste of her, she escaped. Unfortunately, she was caught by her father and broke her like the 'toy she was'. In the midst of it all, she was found by none other than the cold tyrant prince who bound her soul to his. Viktor Silverthorn, the crown prince of Aurbourne, belong to a family of twisted traditions consisting of pain and pleasure. The moment his eyes found the young girl, he knew that he will own her, wrap her in gold chains, use her and worship her. Will Clara accept the life of endless submission or will she endure the hardships of her origin? - - - - - - - - - - - - - Photo not mine. Credits to its original owner/s. #1 in Ownership (07-25-25) #1 in Dominance (07-26-25) #1 in Public Play (07-27-25) #1 in Humiliation (07-28-25) #1 in Submission (07-29-25) #1 in Worship (07-31-25)

18+ strictly , it contains hindi smut Veeransh Thakur Sarpanch of village. His name is enough to make people shiver. Rude, Ruthless, fearless and emotionless After his father he take the position of sarpanch of village. 6 feet height, muscular body, fair colour, black eyes and handsome face makes him so hot. Suhani singh A beautiful introvert girl , lives with her uncle and aunt in city after her parents died. She is sweet , kind , calm and innocent. She never get love after her parents. But her life take 90° degree turn when veeransh entered in her life. This story set in village society. It contains mature scenes and language. If you are not comfortable then don't read . English is not my first language so ignore mistakes. Mostly dialogues is in hindi.. So if you looking for love stories with lots of smuts then you are in right place. So enjoy the story.

"Sometimes we just had to lick the attitude out of her" ~♧~ I was only supposed to dance for them, not submit my entire existence to them. But they wanted me. They had me. I was theirs..... theirs to break, to care for, to love and theirs to fuck for as long as they willed it. As much as I didn't want succumb to the feeling, the feeling of being loved, I knew I wanted them as much as they wanted me. So I let them have me. And they used me like the fucktoy I was for them. Because I was theirs. ....... How can a mere dancer put the ruthless Kings on a leash. ~♡~

"𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙃𝙞𝙨" "You feel that?" I growled, driving into her with a force that made her cry out. "That's me, love. Deep in your guts, where I belong." My hands gripped her thighs hard, thumbs digging into her flesh as I pounded up into her - relentless, brutal,deliciously dirty. Her head lolled back against the tiles, breasts bouncing with every thrust, moans spilling uncontrollably from her lips. "Ram... oh my god... I-I can't-" "Yes, you can," I snarled. "You're going to take it. Take all of me." I angled my hips, and she screamed, nails clawing into my shoulders. Her ass slapped against me with every movement, the wet sound obscene in the echoing bathroom. Smack. I spanked her mid-thrust, her soft flesh jiggling in my grip. She yelped, the mix of pain and pleasure sending her wild. "This ass..."I growled, spanking her again, "was made to bounce on my cock." She whimpered, completely unraveled. "Ram, you're-insane-ahh, too deep-" "Good. I want you ruined." I leaned close, voice a filthy whisper in her ear. "I want my cum dripping out of you when you walk." "𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨-𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙨" She was a doctor who saved lives. He was a mafia who took lives. He was war. She was peace. He was battle, She was surrender. He was sin, She was redemption. He was the risk, She was the reward.

When girl meets the beast, their marriage breaks all the rules... (A Beauty and The Beast Retelling) Since his return from war, the Thakur of Shahpur's to-do list has been short and anything but sweet: brooding, glowering, menacing Shahpur's haunting streets by night. Now there's a new item on the list. He needs an heir-which means he needs a wife. When Aarti Chauhan, a sassy confident seamstress, appears in his library wearing a red wedding lehenga, he decides on the spot that she'll do. His terms are simple: - They will be husband and wife by night only. - No lights, no kissing. - No questions about his battle scars. - Last, and most importantly... Once she's pregnant with his heir, they need never share a bed again. But Aarti is no pushover. She has a few rules of her own: - They will have dinner together every evening. - With conversation. - And unlimited teasing. - Last, and most importantly... Once she's seen the man beneath the scars, he can't stop her from falling in love... The story is set at the 1950's just after the independence war.