Joyce woke up early and noticed her mother and Gramps sleeping soundly in bed as she made her way downstairs for breakfast. She was eager to prepare phase four of doctors and nurses but did not want to trouble them. Joyce's mind raced as she considered several situations; already soaking between her thighs, she concluded that it was best unplanned; the improv added to the excitement and tension. Her mother awoke to the ar...

The late afternoon sun slanted through the blinds of Delilah’s bedroom, painting stripes of gold across her lavender comforter. She lay on her stomach, chin propped in her hands, scrolling through her phone with a restless sigh. Her light blonde hair, cut in a sharp, straight line of bangs across her forehead, fell around her face like a curtain. A text bubble popped up from her best friend, Melody. Melody: I'm bored out...

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the sun's warmth on my face. The gentle rays shone through the window, illuminating the room and casting a soft glow on Hannah, who was snuggled up close to me. I smiled as I gazed at her sleeping face, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her closer as she nestled her head into my chest. I could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing, a...

Emma: Prologue The city’s a beast, its neon heart throbbing with secrets that claw at my edges. I’m Claire, forty-five, a textile empire’s polished queen, but tonight I’m a runaway, heels clicking on rain-slick streets, chasing a spark to burn my sterile life to ash. A crimson sign—The Velvet Siren—winks through the haze, jazz seeping from its door like a lover’s breath. I hesitate at the threshold, the humid night air cl...

It had been a few days since the humiliating and mind-blowingly orgasmic incident on the couch with her daughter. After the pussy eating, Cedric fucked Alison’s ass and had Emily clean it out. The filthy things the upright mother had done for her Handler, Davenport, never created as much guilt as her instant submission to her daughter’s sex. Davenport had left with a promise to schedule them both for whoring later in the...

The ballroom was a vision of opulence, its crystal chandeliers casting a constellation of fractured light across the room, each prism dancing on the deep burgundy velvet drapes that framed towering windows. The polished oak floor gleamed under the soft glow, reflecting the swirl of guests in their finery—silk gowns, tailored tuxedos, and the occasional glint of a diamond cufflink. The air was thick with the heady scent of...

Mom's hand brushed against mine as we placed the cookies on the baking sheet, and I felt a jolt of electricity. It was more than just a touch—it was a connection, a silent understanding of the love we held for each other. Her skin was softer than soft, and the heat of her touch melted my heart, filling me with love and warmth. As we placed the cookies into the oven, Brianna sauntered into the kitchen, her giggle echoing d...

"Come on, you two," Mom said, her voice a siren's call to action. "We've got a full day ahead of us. New clothes, new makeup, new... everything!" Brianna's eyes lit up with excitement, and she grabbed my hand, pulling me to my feet. "Let's go, little Mister," she said, her voice a mix of affection and amusement. "Mom's got a whole new wardrobe picked out for us!" Mom and I followed her down the hallway to my room, where s...