Powerdynamics Stories

Two days after my first audience, the call came again, for me to go with Fatima and Carla, who was the chosen one this time. Everything was the same, except on the terrace, Carla was the one who needed to be aroused. I stroked her body and slipped a hand under her dress, pushing my fingers into her slit while our tongues flicked together. Inside the royal apartment, we prostrated our bodies on the floor, Carla in the midd...

My time with Daisha and Mafalda had left me exhausted and sated. I slept soundly until a morning breeze stirred the curtains at my window. Sunlight poured onto my closed eyelids, and I stirred. Dragging myself from the bed, I slipped into a robe and stepped onto the terrace. The tiles were cool beneath my feet as I crossed toward the communal baths. From within came the sound of playful laughter and splashes. I entered to...