When the Mistress Became Merchandise
Selena had spent months molding them into perfect pets. What she didn’t expect was for the buyer to arrive with a third collar under his arm.
Selena had spent months molding them into perfect pets. What she didn’t expect was for the buyer to arrive with a third collar under his arm.
Her anniversary gift was waiting for her on the other side of a hole in the wall. There was only one rule, and it was that I stayed to watch.
I barely passed the entrance exams and had never touched a girl. In four days I found out why two teachers keep secrets.
When the Master told her they were going out that day, something in Luna’s chest tightened. Not from fear, but from the anticipation only she knew.
The first time I was fifteen. I got home early and found the two of them in the bedroom. Sandra face down on the bed, Mom massaging her back. They were both laughing softly.
Sebastián brought men over for me to play with. The game had always been mine—until Diego walked in with that calm that never promises anything good.
I’d been fantasizing about her for months. When she came down from the stage and put her mouth on mine, I understood that fantasy was never going to disappear.
I had the cursor blinking and he was in the doorway with that question I never know how to refuse. That afternoon wasn’t just a quickie.
When I invited her to my apartment, I thought I’d be in control. Her gaze changed the moment I closed the door, and I knew I was wrong.
Every Friday he took her home, pretending they were just friends. She knew it. So did he. But neither dared say it aloud.
When I opened my door to that silent giant apologizing before he even spoke, I knew my father had just dragged me into the hottest, most absurd mess imaginable.
I thought I knew myself well. Valentina took just three weeks to prove I was completely wrong — and I was infinitely grateful to her.
When Valeria corrected his form on the machine, he couldn’t help making it obvious. She saw it, smiled, and offered him something that wasn’t in any training plan.
It had been a month since I couldn’t get that corner of Industria out of my head. That night I decided to go back, but this time I wouldn’t be alone.