It started as something innocent…If anything Ebony Rivers did could ever be called innocent. She was alone in her bedroom — soft light pouring in through half-closed blinds, skin like silk, curves carved by gods with filthy minds.The mirror had…

As a runaway teen, I found myself in a situation that I never thought I would be in. I fell under control of a man who would force my sexual awakening, and current desires for phonesex. I was on a…

In the dimly lit abyss of Lucy’s bedroom, her smartphone screen cast a solitary glow, a silent sentinel to her nocturnal quest. Swiping through the sea of faces on Tinder, she felt the weight of her solitude pressing against her…

The night I first met my Dom, Sean, was one I’ll never forget. Earlier that day, he had messaged me to be ready for him when he arrived. “Wear something sexy,” he commanded. I selected a peasant-style dress, loose and…

I still remember the day it all began. Standing in front of a room of wide-eyed, eager young women, I knew my calling. To guide them in the sacred arts of sexual hedonism and pleasure. To mold them into the…