Head down, eyes down, kneel, don't speak, hands outstretched, palms up, OBEY. This is my first story and I'll do my best to update when I can. Trigger warning, there will be mentions of abuse, enslavement, torture, SA and more. read at your own risk. I may put a warning before graphic scenes.

Welcome to my happy family!

He kissed her heels once... now he can't live without their weight on his face. Manav isn't your average submissive. He's young, successful, and commands attention at work-but the moment Mistress Rashmi steps into his life in her towering stilettos, he drops to his knees like he was born to serve. She doesn't just dominate-she owns him. With every slap, every cruel smile, every drop of her spit, she breaks him further-rebuilding him as her obedient, aching, pathetic little pet. He lives to worship her feet. To be choked by her scent. To be used, humiliated, denied, and punished. Pain becomes pleasure. Shame becomes arousal. And surrender? It becomes his greatest addiction. This isn't romance. This is full-blown degradation. And he wouldn't trade it for the world. Welcome to a world where the heels are high, and the obedience is deeper than lust.

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)

"I'll crush your balls"

Arkwright Academy has rules. Obey. Be silent. Don't get noticed. But Seraphine March was never very good at disappearing-especially after she caught the attention of the Headmaster. Alaric Vale is cold, brilliant, and utterly untouchable. Rumor says he breaks students without ever raising his voice-and Seraphine just became his favorite to discipline. Night after night, she's summoned to his office. Not for punishment. For training. Obedience. Stillness. Silence. He teaches her control by taking hers away. Slowly. Beautifully. Mercilessly. She's not allowed to touch herself. She's not allowed to speak unless told. She's not even allowed to want. But she does. And when he finally rewards her... it's not with mercy. It's with ownership. She was never meant to belong to anyone. Now she wears his collar beneath her uniform-and she's not the only one. But some secrets don't stay silent forever. He's watching. And he's not finished training her yet.

Violet and her Master have friends over for a dinner party.

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This story is about a Indian wife, exploring her femdom side and her Husband accepting his new role to serve his wife.