"⚠️ This story contains themes of abuse, manipulation, and violence. It is purely fictional and not intended to romanticize harmful behavior." Alex grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice low, dangerous-a venom-laced promise. "You're mine now," he growled. "My wife. My hidden bride. My possession. I'll Fuck you when I want, how I want, where I want. And if you even flinch, I'll make sure you never walk again." He stepped closer, his eyes blazing with rage and obsession. "Take off your clothes, Lara. Now." She trembled, frozen, tears running down her cheeks. -and he shoved her against the wall. "You thought marriage to me would be a cage?" he sneered. "No, Lara. This is hell. And I'm the devil who'll fuck you as I see fit. Whenever. Wherever. However. Because you belong to me now." "I said take them off," he hissed in her ear. "Before I rip them off myself." Lara's breath hitched as she slowly raised trembling fingers to her blouse. Every movement was filled with dread, humiliation, and hopelessness. He grabbed her roughly, threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her like a predator claiming its prey. His lips crashed against hers-not with love, but punishment. His kiss bruised. His hands unforgiving. "Spread your legs like a good little wife," he hissed, "or I'll force them open."

After getting out of a bad relationship with her last Dom, Angel is looking for a new start. She just recently moved in with her friend and is just hoping to land a job working for a huge BDSM supply and manufacturing company. But she never expected to find a single Dom stubborn enough to take her on. now she's left wondering, has she found the one? ~~~~ Although this story is as completely as it can be for the time being, I will likely revisit this with bonus holidays and maybe come back to give it the ending I originally planned for. Thank you for those who have shared their love for this story with me and I will be sharing more stories with a whole new cast of characters. ❤

Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise? *** "Please don't punish me. I'll be on time next time. It is just that-" "If next time you speak without my permission, I'll shut you up with my shaft." My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. *** "You belong to me, Kitten." He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with his every thrust. "I... be...long.. to you, Master..." I'm just moaning insanely, clenching my hands behind my back.

"With a swift motion he entered me and I cried out, and for the first time using "foul language" as I can recall Mama saying. I felt him in me, and slowly move to push himself deeper in. It still hurt like hell, but after he began to move a bit more I grew accustomed to him. My once cries of pain became cries of pleasure as he thrusted into me. At some point in time, that I can't recall, my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. I met his thrusts automatically. I felt myself tighten around him. And then I felt great pleasure flood out of me as I climax." •*•*•*•*•*• Shanti was born to be married, or more like sold to the highest bidder. All her life she has known this. At her first auction she was bought by the gorgeous and rich Andrew Knight. Andrew has made it clear to her that she is to refer to him as "Master". As her time with Andrew increases, Shanti begins to feel something she grew up with out. Love.

'Sometimes the DARKNESS you fear IS the LIGHT you seek' //MATURE CONTENT// A MAFIA ROMANCE Ranked: #1 bwwm #1 polyamory #1 bisexual #1 wmbw #1 blackgirl #1 russian #1 drugs #1 emotional #1 dominance #1 mmf #1 b×g×b #1 interracial #1 italian #1 agegap #2 daddy #2 mafia romance #2 dark romance -Guys, before you begin reading I just want you to know that there will be triggering content in this book. Read at your own risk. *Please note that if this story is plagiarized by anyone. I will not hesitate to take legal actions against you. If you are reading this story anywhere else, please report it. The book can only be found on this app.

Anthony Deangelo is a computer programmer, game programmer, game developer, game designer, Manga writer, Artist, and Anime Creator. He's a Nerd, hopeless romantic also. He lives alone and goes into his own little world while working on his ideas. His family does things for the holidays in the family cabin up North. There's a problem, Anthony's Mom has told everyone in the family that Anthony is bringing his girlfriend over, and she is spending the Holidays with them. Anthony doesn't have a girlfriend; Anthony made her up. Now he's stuck and doesn't know what to do until he sees the woman he's had a crush on since laying eyes on her outside angry. So what does he do? Kidnaps her, of course, just for the Holidays. Aimee Robinson is a successful lawyer; she's on the billboards, she's won cases, and is doing pretty great for herself. The problem is, she happens to get the nickname called the "Ice Princess" she can be rude, blunt, seems to be cold-hearted, and doesn't seem to care about it. She cares about her firm and won't let anyone bring her down, not even the douchebag she was dating, who she found out was cheating on her. There's a mole in Aimee's firm, and she won't back down until matters are solved, but there's a problem. She's been kidnapped, by the weird guy who keeps staring at her from the cafe, and he says he's bringing her home to meet his family. Now Aimee is stuck in a car, handcuffed onto the car rest handle. She's dropped her phone outside the cafe and can't call for help; now she's on a road trip with a stranger who's bringing her to his home and claiming that she has to pretend to be his girlfriend. It's official; the world has gone mad. *completed December 31st, 2019*

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)

"Tell me what you want?" He asked me as he was pressed me against the wall. His hand was snaked around me playing with clit in a slow and tortuous manner. He was slowly building up the tension. I could only give a low groan in response. "No, that's not what I want to hear," he said and gave me a sharp smack on my ass, "tell me what you want?" He repeated himself and wrapped his hand in my hair and pulled my it back. The pain was dull compared to growing tension in my between my legs. "No," I wasn't going to give in to him. I balled my fists against the wall and tightened my legs together. He pressed hismelf against my ass, and I could feel how hard he was against my ass. He rocked his hips against my ass, and I couldn't help but lean into him and go with his rhythm. "Why are you fighting me? You know what you want so just give in..."he whispered against my ear and slowly grazed his teeth against my earlobe. Personally I didn't even know that I liked it until he did it to me. The things he could do to me. "Mateo, por favor (please)..." I barely whispered. Mateo may have been known as a porn star by some but Sofia would soon find out that there's more to him then meats the eye. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ This description isn't the best, and I'm sorry about that. Thank you for reading❤️. This book will be updated in multiple chapters at once. ALSO THERE WILL BE SPANISH BUT IT WILL BE TRANSLATED!

HIGHEST RANKS {#1 Babygirl} {#2 TeacherxStudent} WARNING: This is a book about a student and teacher who get involved sexually. It is also a daddy kink. So, if you do not like either of those and are not open to this book, please do not even click read. I really don't have the time to read your negative comments. But if you are interested, kick back and enjoy the book. MATURE CONTENT! P.S. I put a lot of researching into this book. So if I get anything wrong please please please correct me. As I understand there is age play and age regression and this book will include both.

The fabric over my eyes was silky. The warmth between my legs was spreading. My breath came into pants. Even though I couldn't see I could still feel his gaze burning into me. 2 weeks at this new job and this. Suddenly I felt a sting to my bottom. I screeched. "Your mine." His deep alluring voice says is a husky tone. I gulped now unable to breath normally what so ever. I felt another slap to my ass and I cringed. My eyes had tears in then from the pain. The grip on the desk I have is hard. "Tell me your mine!" he growled. Silence filled the air. I was no ones property! The stinging pain on my butt throbbed. The swoosh of his hand made me flinch, I knew there would be another slap, WHACK! I gritted my teeth, "I'm yours." "Good girl." he whispered in my ear. He gripped my butt and molding it like dough through my slacks. What have I gotten myself into?