The stiletto heels of Lucy’s boots clacked against the cold, hard floor of her dimly lit dungeon, echoing through the emptiness that was once filled with the whimpers of her submissive clients. Her crimson lipstick left a perfect ‘O’ of…
Sia watched with hooded eyes as James dismissed the waiter with a smile. He sat across from her, all dark hair, broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline. Those eyes – whiskey-gold and deep, seeming to peer into her very soul.…
The stiletto heels of Lucy’s boots clacked against the cold, hard floor of her dimly lit dungeon, echoing through the emptiness that was once filled with the whimpers of her submissive clients. Her crimson lipstick left a perfect ‘O’ of…
The spring air hung heavy with the scent of blooming lilac as Maddie ambled along the familiar sidewalk, thinking back to her senior year. Graduation was a breath away, a bittersweet promise of freedom and a pang of nostalgia. Tonight,…
Sitting in my Science 101 lecture, I found my mind wandering yet again to Professor Ethan Latham. My pencil twirled around my finger as I daydreamed, eyeing him from across the room. He was writing an intricate formula on the…
The stiletto heels of Lucy’s boots clacked against the cold, hard floor of her dimly lit dungeon, echoing through the emptiness that was once filled with the whimpers of her submissive clients. Her crimson lipstick left a perfect ‘O’ of…
Sia watched with hooded eyes as James dismissed the waiter with a smile. He sat across from her, all dark hair, broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline. Those eyes – whiskey-gold and deep, seeming to peer into her very soul.…
The stiletto heels of Lucy’s boots clacked against the cold, hard floor of her dimly lit dungeon, echoing through the emptiness that was once filled with the whimpers of her submissive clients. Her crimson lipstick left a perfect ‘O’ of…
The spring air hung heavy with the scent of blooming lilac as Maddie ambled along the familiar sidewalk, thinking back to her senior year. Graduation was a breath away, a bittersweet promise of freedom and a pang of nostalgia. Tonight,…
Sitting in my Science 101 lecture, I found my mind wandering yet again to Professor Ethan Latham. My pencil twirled around my finger as I daydreamed, eyeing him from across the room. He was writing an intricate formula on the…