Katrina Levour is used to being obeyed. She is the CEO of Levour Fashion, which means everyone in her life bends to her will. Her employees want promotions, her models want recognition, and her 'friends' want access to her life of glamour and luxury. Everyone in her life wants something from her, and they are willing to fake smiles and play nice to get it. Everyone except Coal. Coal is not nice. He is the most beautiful man to ever grace her camera, and yet he is unbearably arrogant and wildly disrespectful. And Katrina can't help but want to 'whip' him into shape. For Coal, and Coal alone, she decides to make a little time in her busy schedule for some 'fun'. Coal Ryder is no ordinary Model. At least he doesn't think so. He has been praised for his beauty since he was a child, and now, standing at 6'4 with rock-solid abs and a chiseled jaw, he is rising through the modeling ranks alarmingly fast. However, one person stands between him and his modeling dreams: Katrina Levour. She seems to hate everything about him. She saves only the the most embarrassing photo shoots for him and does everything in her power to torment him at work. However, Coal doesn't mind the torment. In fact, the longer he is around Katrina, the more he begins to crave her demeaning words and sharp tongue. What will happen when Katrina and Coal decide to take their fighting from work... to the bedroom.

"Does your pathetic body want me slut?" she whispered in my ear. All the blood rushed down to my cock as she degraded me. "Please" I said, begging her to stop. Irene smirked and winked at me. "Oh fuck!" I groaned as she grabbed my balls through the jeans. "Please what Callum?" she seductively asked. My brain stopped thinking and I gave into my dick's temptation. "Please, fuck me" I begged to the seductress in front of me. ------------------------------ Irene and Callum have been married for 5 years now. However, their marriage does not go as planned. Their marriage was an arrangement in which they both didn't have a say. For 5 years, they have not made any progress in their relationship. Both are unaware of their partner's sexual desires. But then, one night, an encounter at a sex club changed everything between the two. How will this new revelation affect their relationship? Who are the mysterious people calling them? What hidden secrets are about to unfold?

❀ 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚖-𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 ❀ I took a shaky breath to prepare myself to beg my wife to fuck me. "Please... p-please, mommy... I.. I want t-to be fu-fucked... please r-ruin me, mommy..." I whimpered, trying not to focus on how desperate I was sounding. Ashley lifted my head with her finger under my chin. "Aw, look at how pathetic you look right now, kneeling in front of me naked." •°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°• Alex Evergreen has just turned 20 and his father's business is slowly failing. He's what someone would call soft which his father disapproves of. Ashley Solace is the co-owner of her family business and is the owner of her own separate business. She's fucking rich. Her family name is known for the most powerful businessmen and women. The two are forced to marry each other to help improve both of their family business. Although Ashley believes that she doesn't need Alex. Where Alex just wants to be friends. Started: January 25th 2024 Finished: December 8th 2024 (Not my photos)

In a world in which all girls are submissives and all boys are dominants. What happens to all the people who don't fit into that mould? What happens to all the dominant girls, the submissive boys - the people who pulled the reverse card on those expectations. Forced to hide their true identities from the world around them. What happens when Scarlett Holloway finds out the most popular boy in school, star quarterback Ronan Conners, is a submissive and just as much of a reverse as she is? Will they be able to last in a world that hates them? Or will they be able to be with each other anyway? *Excerpt from story* "You w-want to leave?" He looked more uneasy, scared. "Please don't go mistress I-" "You what, lover-boy " I slipped into my space but caught myself before I fell. A pair of warm and gentle lips met with my own, they were soft, failing to take control. Submissive trying to dominate. I fell into near space, taking control of the confused lip lock. I grabbed hold of his jaw, forcing his lips to part and give room for my tongue. He shuddered, whining and squirming uncontrollably. His knees buckled as I flipped us around and pressed him against the wall. I pinned him against the wall as I trailed my lips down to his neck, his erection pressed into my stomach as he trembled and moaned. My hand lightly pressed at his neck, where I wanted a collar to be. "P-please I need-" he whimpered, unable to finish talking. "What do you need, bunny?" *Warning, this book deals with a lot of mature and difficult themes such as physical and emotional abuse, suicide, substance abuse, depression and mental health, etc. Viewers discretion in advised. If you are not in, they write frame of mind, and are at risk of getting triggered, then do not read*