Sam's not unhappy. He has a good job, a nice apartment, a decent life in DC. But late at night, when the lights are low and the cage between his legs is locked tight, he aches for something more. Not romance. Not attention. Obedience. He wants to be stripped down. Silenced. Sealed in rubber and used without mercy. He wants to disappear. So when the message finally comes - Tonight. 7:30. This address. No excuses. - he doesn't hesitate. What waits on the other side of that door is darker than anything he's experienced. A contract. A blindfold. A room full of men. No questions. No safe word. Just evaluation, exposure, and the beginning of his training. Ten days. No name. No control. No escape. Just a body. Just a number. And if he breaks? He'll be forgotten.

He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.

One innocent girl. Three dangerous men.

when a girl is out for a walk one night in the streets off new York she didn't see them coming.... __________ Trigger warning some content may be upsetting

I have to obey mistress. Her favorite punishment is orgasm denial. Reasonably, I do whatever I can to avoid that.

Haven Jecabay was always normal. She didn't know she was destined to be the Queen of Heaven. She didn't know the Queen of Hell has been after her. She didn't know that the Rulers of Heaven and Hell are soul mates. What she does know is that Queen Idris doesn't care about her, just her body. What she does know is that Queen Idris can do whatever she wants to her because Idris can just heal her every time she gets seriously injured. What she does know is that she'll make it out alive.

This story is about a girl named Emma, who finds herself in trouble with the headmistress of an abandoned school, when she commits naughty acts and trespasses.

A story of a femdom and her male and female submissives

Amelia is born in a strict household who told her that she will meet her soulmate one day and marry him and have kids just like kids stories but she always felt different, girls wants prince charming but she wants the devil himself, someone who can dominate her, toxin her and put her in her place. A sadist. Ever since she read novels about bdsm, she understood her desires and what she liked. And when she met Azriel, she knew he was the one, she knew that she will get on her knees for him once he tells her to. The way he looks at her, the way he commands her and the way he dominates her. But that's the way she likes it after all she doesn't want a soulmate, she wants a sin mate

Essentially a psychology professor using increasingly innovative ways to "guide" her student. Kinky. Alot of smut. Read at your own risk. This my first time writing, open to feedback and suggestions. The story will have around 20 chapters. I apologise in advance for any errors, english is not my first language. Will keep up with regular updates hopefully.