The following morning dawned with an air as if the previous night's escapades were nothing but a fever dream. Breakfast passed with amiable chatter, both Taylor and Bella wearing masks of normalcy as Aunt MJ presided over the meal with her usual mixture o...

Morning arrived with the crow of a rooster, its call like a herald for duties awaiting. Emerging from beneath quilted covers, Taylor dressed slowly, the ache from yesterday's spanking flaring as he moved. He made his way downstairs, following the enticing...

The summer heat was wrapping around Taylor like a thick, sweaty blanket as he dragged his suitcase up the dusty path to Aunt MJ's sprawling farmhouse. He was eighteen now, fresh out of high school and ready for a new chapter, but this summer was about rec...