My lace. Your weakness. My rules. Worship me in silence or suffer the tease and be denied.

Meira was so nervous for her audition at the premier new restaurant.  She was a newer chef and recognized there was still much she had to learn but knew the only way to do that was through shadowing the best. …

The room thrummed with a heat that wasn’t just from the flickering candles lining the obsidian walls. It was the kind of heat that clawed at your skin, a fever born from the weight of eyes—hungry, predatory—watching from the shadows.…

Crushed Gently: A Giantess Tease For The Truly Small You’re two inches tall. Trapped in the arch of my stiletto. Pressed against leather that smells like skin and perfume and power. I didn’t notice you at first… or maybe I…

He wasted no time in taking his shirt off and jumping on top of me.  My legs responded in-kind by spreading wide for him.  Moving up my skirt and sliding down my thong, he saw my wetness.  “Well, you really…