Boot worship. It was a practice that brought him both pleasure and submission. And tonight, he was about to experience a session like no other with the deviant domme, Roxy. As he approached the dungeon, he could already smell the…

Glory hole, that secret space of illicit encounters, was where Roxy found herself once again. She was no longer the young, innocent-looking woman who had first discovered this clandestine world; she may still look innocent, but she was now a…

Abduction. The very thought of it made Roxy’s blood boil. She may have looked sweet and innocent, but she was a dark, deviant witch, and she wasn’t going down without a fight. One day, as she was walking home from…

Bloodplay phone sex. It was a phrase that had always intrigued Roxy, the deviant witch. She and her coven of dark, beautiful women had long sought new ways to harness the power of blood in their rituals, and this seemed…

Roxy, the slim and beautiful deviant, reveled in the art of bringing every dark fantasy to life. She had a knack for delving into the deepest, darkest corners of the human mind and drawing out repressed desires. Tonight’s subject was…