Ruby Oakley has been given an emergency housing transfer, and her status as a WCLK student is under official review. For the first time since I arrived on campus, I can lock my bedroom door and go to bed feeling safe. I’m sure to be assigned a new roommate soon, but as Nathan keeps reminding me whenever I get nervous about it, they’re practically guaranteed to be a step up. Our midterm project hasn’t officially been grade...

The living room shimmered with the dim, flickering glow of candles, their warm light licking across Moira’s wild spill of red hair, a fiery halo framing her untamed beauty. She sprawled on the couch, her emerald-green dress a second skin over her lush curves—breasts heaving against the taut fabric, hips swelling out in a brazen arc that seemed to dare the room to look away. She sipped her wine, lips glistening as they cur...

On Monday afternoon, a text message arrived on Mary's dating app account from Matthew: "Hi Molly, I wanted to propose something to you." Molly wrote, "Hi Matt, tell me." "How would you like me to teach you how to deepthroat? With a girlfriend I had a while back, we learned how to eliminate the gag reflex, and then I've practiced it with some girlfriends I've had, and they've learned. You'll be able to swallow all of my co...

During the week, we had no contact with Matthew. We had no more regular calls. On the other hand, we also couldn't play our game of tease and denial with Mary bringing me to the edge of orgasm with her mouth or hands, as we didn't have the key to my cock cage and my cock couldn't be released. However, we improvised another game combining the above and played it a few nights. One night, after dinner, Mary and I were talkin...

On Sunday afternoon, when Mary contacted Matthew using the dating app to confirm the date for the following Friday, Matthew called through the app. "Listen, Molly, I've been thinking about proposing something that might be exciting to do this week," Matthew's voice came through the laptop's speakers. "Yes, tell me, Matt," Mary replied. "I've been thinking about the cock cage and the tease and denial game you and Buck play...

Mark woke up to an unbearable ache. A tight, pulsing frustration coiled low in his belly, his cock straining helplessly against the unforgiving steel cage. The cool metal had warmed to his body overnight, but there was no comfort in it—only a constant reminder that he was completely trapped. He groaned softly, shifting under the covers, but the movement only made things worse. Every tiny brush of fabric against his skin s...

Mary contacted Matthew, using the dating app, to meet up for the following weekend. He said he was happy to meet again and that they could meet as many times as she wanted. He said he had really enjoyed meeting her and would like to continue dating. Once the date was confirmed, Mary and I had a conversation about how to introduce myself to Matthew and what changes needed to be made to the meetings. "Mary, we need to agree...

Over the next few days, something changed. Mark felt it immediately—in the way Juliana moved, the way she spoke, the way she carried herself around the house. She was always confident, always sexy, but now? Now she was on another level entirely. She was glowing. Radiant. Excited. And it wasn’t just her mood—it was everything else too. The outfits were the first thing he noticed. She had always dressed well, always showed...

The sun sat high in the sky, casting golden streaks over the suburban backyard. A light breeze rustled the leaves, but the air remained thick and warm—another sweltering day in Florida. At a glass patio table, Juliana sighed, stretching her long, bronzed legs out in front of her. She looked effortlessly sensual, a living fantasy, dressed in a skimpy pair of white shorts that barely covered her thick, round ass, and a loos...

I kept sitting in the car waiting to hear Matthew and Mary meet, but for a while, all I could hear was a waitress asking Mary what she was having, to which she replied coffee, and the background noises of the bar. After a few minutes, I heard Mary say out loud for me to hear from the mobile phone in her bag, "He's not here yet. I'm sitting here waiting for him." Soon after, I heard a voice say, "Hi, I'm Matthew. You're Mo...

I drove to the street where we had arranged to meet. There, under a lamppost, I saw a woman standing with one leg bent and her back leaning against the lamppost. Fortunately, this time there didn't seem to be any risk of confusing me, I thought. There was no one on the street, although I noticed some isolated lights in an office in the area, possibly some maintenance or IT team doing work they couldn't do on a daily basis...

When you run an elite cleaning company for the rich and the famous, you quickly learn the importance of discretion. I started the company barely a year ago, not expecting much to come of it, but after a couple of lucky breaks, I was getting more referrals for work. If things continued the way they were going, I would have to consider hiring to expand. The only thing was finding someone trustworthy enough to do a good job...

When I entered the bar, I scanned the room to see who was there and find Mary. At one table sat a couple with a teenage boy and girl, a family on a trip I thought; at another table, three men chatting, perhaps a business meeting; at the bar, with her back to me, a blonde woman with a chignon, it could be Mary, her proportions were similar; in another area of the bar, a man alone, I thought of a travelling salesman; at a t...

Tim had long since settled into his new role in his marriage. His days were routine—working, taking care of the house, being affectionate and devoted to Caroline. On the surface, they seemed like any other couple. But underneath, their relationship had evolved into something far different. Caroline was fulfilled, confident, and radiant. She had everything she needed—passionate lovers who satisfied her, and a devoted husba...

Nathan Miranda and I lead Ruby from the dorms to the parking lot, and then halfway across town to a little suburb in the northern valley. Or rather, Oakley leads us there. Ruby stays on her trail at a careful distance, only occasionally catching up into visual range to confirm that it’s still Oakley we’re chasing. The watch is still with her. Whenever I worry that Ruby might be getting too scared to continue, she gives me...