As I stroke your rigid cock with my soft hand, I can almost hear your mind pleading – beg for release, for the cathartic spasm that will wash away the torment of anticipation. But you know better, don’t you? You…

Cyn lit the final black candle with her tongue. The wick flared, casting eerie shadows on the crumbling stone walls of the cathedral ruins. Deep within the hollowed sanctum, she summoned him. Not a demon, but a man. A filthy,…

Cynful Confessions: Blasphemy He came to my altar in a suit—tight around the neck, stiff in the pants. I laughed when he knelt, kissed my heels like a good little worshipper. His hands were shaking. I could smell the shame…

Deep within the bowels of a seedy nightclub, hidden from prying eyes, there exists a world of erotic sacrilege. Here, the damned congregate to indulge in the darkest of desires, to revel in religious taboo and sexual depravity. And I,…

Deep, measured breaths fled my lips as I settled into my plush chair, the click of my headset snapping me into focus. Another night, another chance to bring ecstasy to the masses, one call at a time. I was Cyn,…