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…
The second strike was slower. She pressed her hand to his chest, grounding him, before slamming her palm…