Sav couldn’t remember the last time she’d taken a deep breath. Adrenaline; that’s what had gotten her to this place. Adrenaline paired with a heavy dosage of fear. But unlike the fear she’d felt in previous months, pleasure was nowhere to be found. She wondered, for the millionth time, if she’d lost her mind, if she was making a mistake, if her humiliation held no bounds when it came to Celeste. But no, she wouldn’t let h...

Sav felt boneless as she lay splayed out over Celeste’s lap, a silent, all-consuming rush flowing through her ears. She was only vaguely aware of her other senses, giving her hazy impressions of what had just occurred. Her arms sore from holding up her curvy frame, her bottom sizzling with lingering heat. Had it been mere minutes since she’d wandered boldly into her roommate’s room? It felt like lifetimes had passed, tran...

Sav peered out the window and let her lips curl up into a contented smile. It was truly beautiful here, in this small cottage just off the coast of Maine. Summer was hanging on with vengeance, but every so often she heard whispers of Autumn. She was grateful for the peace and quiet that this artists’ retreat had provided her with. A self-taught painter, she never thought that fooling around with watercolors would’ve lande...

Olivia had always been told that she had it easy. Blessed with great genetics, she had an incredible figure that she did very little to maintain. In her mind, going to her local yoga studio a few times a week justified eating whatever the hell she wanted. And that philosophy worked for her. She had an athletic build, long, toned, legs, and a firm bum that was on the larger side for her frame. Yes, Olivia was perfectly hap...

Lucy was on her lunch break when she saw it. A half-eaten carrot hanging from her full lips, she decided that she had to have the bag. Fashioned to look like a camera, the Chanel bag boasted a quilted lambskin design. But while her remote job paid her good money, it wasn’t good enough for her to drop $10,000 on whim. Annoyed, she rolled her eyes, finished her lunch, and got back to work. Though she would never admit it, L...

“Get upstairs and make yourself ready for me. Do I make myself perfectly clear?” I nod frantically as goose flesh pebbles over my skin. He stalks towards me; graceful, panther-like. I mean to back away but remain rooted to the spot. He grazes his thumb over my bottom lip, dragging his finger to my chin before gripping it firmly. Leaning into him, I catch a whiff of his woodsy musk as he places a feather soft kiss behind m...