Deep within the bowels of a seedy nightclub, hidden from prying eyes, there exists a world of erotic sacrilege. Here, the damned congregate to indulge in the darkest of desires, to revel in religious taboo and sexual depravity. And I,…

Colden awoke.  At least, he thought he was awake.  There must’ve been a blindfold over his eyes because he couldn’t actually see anything.  His senses were heightened in this new darkness, though.  The smell of the damp permeated his nostrils…

The crowd was electric in the dimly lit main room of the Velvet Whip sex club. Men and women, clad in leather, lace, and latex, eagerly awaited the night’s main event. Hushed whispers and excited murmurs filled the air as…

Deep, measured breaths fled my lips as I settled into my plush chair, the click of my headset snapping me into focus. Another night, another chance to bring ecstasy to the masses, one call at a time. I was Cyn,…

The cold stone floor bit into my knees as I settled on all fours before her, my Mistress and Goddess. Candles flickered in alcoves, casting a hellish glow. The air was heavy with incense smoke and the ripe scent of…