My pride screamed no, but my body was his, and the words spilled out, raw and desperate. “I want it. Fuck, Roman, I’m yours.” The confession was a release, a surrender, and he rewarded me by picking up speed, his…
I have absolutely no doubt, I have a stalker. At first I wasn’t so sure. Everything about me screams look at me and give me attention, I know that and I love it. So I’m very much use to being…
Sexting with Ms. Meredith isn’t just fun—it’s educational. Naughty boys always get schooled in discipline, obedience, and desire.
You watched me change over and over. Want to know which outfit made you explode in your cage while I said ‘oops’?
My ankle cuffs have bells. My leash glows. My collar? I snapped it on your neck and made you walk behind me.