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Friday Evening Arrival at the Dominatrix House The drive to Isabel’s house felt like an eternity. Each bump in the road sent a shockwave of frustration through me, a reminder of the week-long denial I’d endured at my Dom’s command. My heart raced as I shifted in my seat, the tight black mini dress I wore clinging to my body, emphasizing the way my thighs pressed together in a futile attempt to relieve the relentless ache between my legs. I was desperate, dripping wet, and painfully aware of my need. The anticipation of what was to come danced on the edge of my mind, thrilling yet terrifying. I was about to be introduced to a new world, one where I would learn to embrace my submission to women. The thought sent another wave of heat …

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Lucinda adjusted her hat carefully and smiled at the young woman across from her. Lily was new to the city, and Lucinda had been asked by Lily’s parents to show her around and keep her out of trouble. At first Lucinda was prepared to do the bare minimum, expecting the usual simpering, boy-crazy, fashionista whom most acquaintances from her old town had raised. Instead, she got Lily. Beautiful—long, dark hair pulled up and back, honey-coloured eyes that sparkled with curiosity and intelligence, and a wit, sometimes biting, sometimes soft, but always quick. She had caught Lucinda quite off guard. They spoke of arts and science, of politics and history. They toured museums, went to lectures, and lunched often at Lucinda’s home in an up and coming neighbourhood. Today was lunch, and Lily had just finished …

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Myra stood looking down at the body. The blonde girl was sprawled naked on the bed. It could have been erotic if it wasn’t for the glassy, empty look in her eyes. Myra guessed that she was young, in her late-twenties at most. She saw the clothes folded on the chair. They were office gear rather than party wear or escort clothes. She looked for a handbag or mobile but couldn’t see either anywhere in the room. “What a waste,” she muttered to herself. “Detective Sergeant Harris, I didn’t expect to see you here.” She turned and smiled at the forensic scientist who had just entered the room. Despite being gowned and masked, Dr Kate Monroe was easily recognisable with her mane of red hair. “Hello, Kate. I got back off holiday last night.” She …

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My husband gingerly picked up the small book, as if he feared touching it might contaminate him. Sitting to the side of his desk, I looked from the book’s obscene cover to Jacob’s face, wondering if I would discern more than blatant disgust in his eyes. He wasn’t always so proper, I reminded myself. Before we were married, he was quite persuasive in convincing me to try all sorts of filthy acts, both in bed and out.  But now, Jacob was the pastor of a church, and I played my role as his prim, dutiful wife.  Sitting before the desk in Jacob’s private office was a couple in their early twenties. At that moment, John appeared livid, his cheeks flushed and his jaw clenched. Beside him was his wife, Rue, who looked as though she …

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Mary had had enough! Her sixth grader Brendan and his little sister Sophie had been fighting almost all morning. Her nerves were already alert with anxiety and the bickering was making her head pound. “Brendan, you get it for an hour, Sophie the hour after that. When you’re done, it is mine for the rest of the day.” As her offspring began to protest. she held the tablet aloft as if they needed to jump for it. “Or I just put it away until Monday,” she said with more anger than she liked to use. The two children slumped and nodded in agreement. Mary handed the tablet to Brendan after setting a one-hour timer. Sophie humphed on the sofa with her Squishmallow bear. With a sigh, Mary turned back to the laundry she had been …

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Arriving fifteen minutes early was a small triumph. At five months pregnant, every small accomplishment felt monumental—getting dressed, putting on socks, and attempting to move with grace when my body felt anything but graceful. Still, I’d made it, and that small victory felt like a win for the day. Besides, Emily, my masseuse, wouldn’t have minded if I arrived late. She didn’t mind. That understanding was one of the reasons I enjoyed coming here. Pregnancy had brought about unexpected changes, some of which were wonderful, while others were difficult to accept. The increase in my bust size had been enjoyable for both my husband and me, but the excitement quickly faded as the sensitivity turned into unbearable pain. At times, I felt as if my body no longer belonged to just me, but to both …

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I woke up to a warmth that felt so foreign yet comforting. For a moment, I was disoriented, blinking away sleep as my surroundings came into focus. Soft light filtered in through heavy curtains, casting a dim glow across the room. Laura’s arm was draped over me, her body pressed against mine, the scent of her skin mingling with the smell of the previous night’s passion. It was intoxicating and overwhelming all at once. My mind raced as memories of what happened washed over me—everything from our conversation, the way we’d connected, and the heat that had consumed us until the early hours of the morning. A flush crept up my neck as I shifted slightly, the reality of the situation sinking in. The room felt too small, the air too thick, and the scent …

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Chapter 2: The Gift I couldn’t wait to get home and fuck Kristen. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to make her scream.  While I was requesting our taxi, she was on her phone too. I couldn’t tell what she was doing. As soon as we got home though, Kristen told me to stay out of the bedroom for just a minute. I waited outside and knew she was getting ready. She opened the door, and I couldn’t believe it.  She was wearing such a sexy outfit. She had on sheer thigh-high socks that were black with lace, a thong, and a lace bra that was tight with one strap hanging off her shoulder. She asked me if I was ready for my present. Without answering, I walked up to her and started making …

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Olivia Olivia held the elevator door open for Nora as she stepped into her darkened apartment. She reached out and flipped the light switch on the wall, bathing the loft in soft, warm light. She emptied her pockets onto the table beside the door and kicked off her heels. “Make yourself at home,” she said as she slid her palm down to the small of Nora’s back, guiding her in toward the living room. “Do you want something to drink?”  “Sure. Whatever you’re having.” Nora smiled as she wandered over to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the heart of Tribeca. “Your place is so beautiful! I didn’t really get a chance to take it all in last time I was here.”  Olivia chuckled as she made her way to the bar cart in the corner of …

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The sea breeze, with its salt and coolness, tangled in Avery’s hair as she sat on the edge of a cliff towering majestically over a turquoise-blue sea. The sun, in its golden descent, draped the horizon with a cloak of warm and serene lights, cruelly contrasting with the pain Avery felt within. Avery was weeping, but not with silent tears; it was a heart-wrenching cry, the kind that seems to tear apart the soul of whoever lets it out. Each sob echoed a lost love, moments that would never return, a goodbye she never wanted to say. In her arms, she held Derek, unable to find the strength to let him go. Derek looked at her without speaking, only taking in Avery’s beauty for one last time. “Derek,” she whispered, her voice breaking with every …

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Prologue: Lucky Charm She was going to be late! Sarah had been looking forward to tonight for quite a while. She wasn’t going to let some stupid jacket get in the way, but she had to have it. She always wore her jacket. Not because it was cold out, but because it just added that little extra something. She always got compliments on it and found it to be lucky on more than one occasion. “Under the bed, big fucking surprise,” she thought. They always ended up there, jackets, shirts, hair ties. Granted in her defense, she didn’t always have a say in the matter.  She was out the door for no more than two minutes before she was back again. “Fucking phone!” she swore. “I swear if I had a nickel for every time …

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It had been eighteen days since I’d dumped my boyfriend—he whose name is never to be spoken—caught him cheating on me, for the second time. Nine months invested in him and then that, twice. He had no explanation other than, “I fucked up.” “You sure did,” was my only reply. I did everything, and more, that he wanted—sexually and otherwise. I know I’m a beta woman and I’m fine with that. I like to please because I usually get pleasure in return. Maybe I was too easy, too accommodating, I thought for a while. In talking with some of my girlfriends I realized what I already knew—he viewed sex as a sport and didn’t, or wouldn’t, understand its underlying importance to a committed relationship. So I decided I was off guys, at least for a …

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The night draped over the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela like a dark shroud, its towers soaring majestically against the starlit sky. Valeria moved with determined steps, passing through the cathedral’s doors, her eyes lifting to the Portico of Glory, and for the first time, she took in the millennia-old carvings, the figures sculpted as if to guard an everlasting secret. The grandeur of the site enveloped her; the pillars, the likenesses of saints and prophets, all exuded history, a sacred silence that only these stone walls could whisper. Her footsteps echoed in the expansive emptiness, and for a fleeting second, the external world seemed to pause. Yet, the tranquility was pierced by the flicker of blue and red lights seeping from outside, dancing across the stained glass windows. The squad cars had arrived, heralding …

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I sent a picture of me in school uniform to my friend Libby’s mobile. After receiving it she called me and said, “I want you dressed exactly like that when I come over on Friday afternoon.” Oliver, my husband, was going golfing over the weekend, and Libby was staying at ours,  Friday to Sunday. I heard her car pull into our driveway, then the doorbell rang. Dressed exactly as she requested, I made my way downstairs and opened the front door. The expression on her face told me she liked what she was seeing, but, to my delighted surprise, she stood before me the very epitome of the strict school headmistress. Simply beautiful in a double-breasted suit solid dress, white with double pockets on either side and six gold buttons, she said that apart from …

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Colette could see it was still raining outside her window. She was glad to be warm and dry, but she was still at the office, working. She also couldn’t wait for the day to be over so she could get to the gym. Working out after work had become a regular activity for her, and it worked out well because Steve rarely got home until after 7:00. The rain had stopped outside. Colette looked at the clock and saw that it was almost time to leave for the day. She packed up her laptop, grabbed her water bottle, and headed out. All she could think about was the workout that was calling her name. And thanks to light traffic, she made it in record time. When she got to the gym, she parked her car, …

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Nora Olivia pulled a chair out, ushering Nora to sit. As she took her seat, Nora caught that now-familiar scent of sea salt and sage. She breathed in deeply, wanting to commit the luxurious fragrance to memory. “You look incredible,” Olivia said, her eyes scanning up and down Nora’s body as she took the seat to her left. Her gaze lingered for a fraction longer on the exposed skin of Nora’s thigh. The high slit in her dress revealed even more of her leg now that she was sitting down.  “Thank you,” Nora said, unable to look Olivia in the eyes as she felt the familiar flush of heat spread into her cheeks. This was becoming something of a pattern when she was with Olivia. “You look pretty good yourself,” Nora said coyly, feeling her …

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Laura’s eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint as she led me to the center of the room, where strange crystals glimmered softly in the candlelight, their edges casting flickering shadows on the walls. The air was thick with the scent of incense, a heady mix of sandalwood and something darker, almost intoxicating. “Now, Mistress,” she said, her voice a sultry whisper, “the first lesson in controlling dark magic is harnessing your emotions—your desires, your fears, your lust. Dark magic isn’t something that flows through calm waters; it’s a storm, and you have to learn to ride it.” I nodded, trying to focus, but an undercurrent of excitement throbbed through me, a remnant of our earlier encounter. Laura seemed to sense it, her wings twitching slightly as she circled me, her fingers brushing lightly against my …

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Faith knew the moment she pulled into the driveway, that she was possibly making the biggest mistake of her life. But what else could she do? There was a cry for help. She either would or wouldn’t. In a way, she blamed herself. She let herself get too close… too trusted. If only she maintained her distance… like any good teacher would. It all started just a few weeks earlier, but really it had been a problem from day one of the school year. She was the new teacher in this small town where everyone knew everyone. Heaven was a student in one of her classes. Just sixteen, quiet and well behaved, Faith took a liking to her immediately. Boys did too, but Heaven seemed to take no interest in them. It was this behavior, …

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Silvia Our ‘date’ with Caroline and Jen fell on a Friday evening, which was also Valentine’s Day. Michelle and I had gotten together the Wednesday before, exchanged gifts, and made love after Michelle had prepared a delicious dinner. We talked about Friday night, not really knowing what to expect with Caroline and Jen. I agreed to follow along since Michelle had experience with this type of thing. If anything happened that upset me or made me feel uncomfortable, Michelle told me to say something like my stomach hurt or something similar so we could ease our way out of there. We both hoped it wouldn’t happen, but you never know. At the gym Friday morning, Michelle and I talked more about what might happen. I wished her a happy Valentine’s Day. She smiled and said …

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I sat in the Academy’s cafeteria, staring at the untouched food in front of me, still shaken from everything Frank had told me. The room around me was alive with laughter, clattering plates, and the hum of conversation, but all of it felt distant, like I was in a bubble. The savory smell of roasted meats and herbs barely registered as I sat there, lost in thought, trying to make sense of it all—darkness. My Affinity was darkness. It didn’t feel real. Just as I was about to spiral again, I felt arms wrap around me from behind, and the familiar scent of lavender flooded my senses. Tatiana’s lips brushed the back of my neck in a quick, sneaky kiss, sending warmth radiating through me. Her presence always seemed to pull me back to reality. …

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