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They had warned her that there would be no mercy on the second day. What Diana did not know was how far the two women in the white room were prepared to take her.

He thought parading around half-naked would rattle her. What he didn’t expect was to learn that night, the hard way, who really held the power in that house.

I confessed to Bianca why her boyfriend would never fully satisfy her, and she revealed a secret identical to mine. That same week we invited them both over.

Two chairs with holes in the middle, a rope with a knot, and two men tied up not knowing if the next round would be theirs. The game was about to begin.

He thought he would be the one in charge that night. The moment he crossed the door, the ropes were ready and their smiles were anything but innocent.

She trusted her blindly, which is why she didn’t ask where they were going when the car left the highway and headed for the coast with the professor in the back seat.

I spent half my life believing I had everything, until I saw her on the production line and knew I wouldn’t stop until I had her in my bed.

I was wearing a too-tight red dress and had just turned forty-two when that blonde woman put her hand on my waist and pulled me against her.

Beatriz no longer resisted when I put the chain around her neck. I changed her name, her routine, and the way she saw herself.

The panties were still warm when she took them off the door handle. She had no idea that curiosity would lead her to a stranger’s bed.

I had adored her in silence since childhood. The night before she left, she asked me to help her undress, and my hands trembled as they finally brushed her skin.

I had spent ten years resigned to the lukewarm sex of my marriage. Then Lorena locked the shower door from inside and kissed me without asking.

Mara covered her friend’s eyes and asked for silence. What she did next with her tongue crossed the line forever.

Centella pinned me against the booth wall, her breasts against my face, and whispered that I should learn to stay still and obey every order.

She lifted her skirt, looked at me hard, and said not to be embarrassed, that we all did it. That’s when I knew that night wouldn’t be like any other.

I read the name on the corpse tag and my heart lurched: it was her, the same girl who had humiliated me for six years. And now she was still, at my mercy.

That night, on the drive home, I knew that behind her teasing smile there was a new idea. And I wasn’t going to get it out of my head.

I was days from giving birth and could think of only one thing. When the contraction bent me double with pain, I asked Rocío to put her hand beneath the sheet.

I went down to the garden in the dark, not knowing that this time she wouldn’t leave me alone with her underwear: she had something of her mother’s saved for me.

She had something hidden in her hand, and that smile promised nothing innocent. “Stick out your tongue,” she ordered, and I already knew I would obey.