The Diary of a Phone Sex Slut The Diary of a Phone Sex Slut Welcome to the softer…
It’s 7pm and the office is empty, except for Vivian’s private suite in the far corner. I unlock…
The crowd was electric in the dimly lit main room of the Velvet Whip sex club. Men and…
The Final Test came without warning. The room changed — or maybe he did. Suddenly, he was strapped…
Mistress Seraphine entered behind him, silent as ever. “You’ve forgotten your name,” she said. “Good. Names are for…