Cynful Confessions: Blasphemy He came to my altar in a suit—tight around the neck, stiff in the pants….
Her skin prickled at the challenge, but she forced a sultry smile, leaning close enough that her breath…
Deep within the bowels of a seedy nightclub, hidden from prying eyes, there exists a world of erotic…
Colden awoke. At least, he thought he was awake. There must’ve been a blindfold over his eyes because…
The crowd was electric in the dimly lit main room of the Velvet Whip sex club. Men and…