BDSM

She woke with her back to me and my teeth marks on her shoulder. I told her the bathroom was mine, and she obeyed without question.

He had spent the whole summer groping where he shouldn't. That afternoon by the pool, he discovered someone had been watching—and that his luck had run out.

I always thought I knew my brother. Then I went into his room, saw what he was hiding on his screen, and realized nothing between us would ever be the same.

The black chest waits in the middle of the living room like a plastic coffin. When the mask zipper climbs up his nape, Tomás stops being a man and starts being a thing.

Two friends leave work, change clothes, and disappear into the night. This time the prey is a drunk boy outside a nightclub, and the deserted cove will see everything.

When I went down to the library that afternoon, I had no idea my stepmother and her imposing partner had already decided what kind of man they were going to make of me.

When the doorbell rang, Babacar ordered him to open the door wearing only that ridiculous thong. His friend came in smiling, and Tomás knew that night he no longer belonged to himself.

She said she’d be home late, but when I opened the bathroom door, candlelight revealed her favorite lie: she was naked, waiting for me.

Her hand slid up my forearm as I tried to pour her more wine, and I knew the drink wasn’t the only reason she had invited me home.

He made me wake at an exact time without an alarm, with only his words inside my head. And I obeyed while my boyfriend snored beside me.

I saved his number as “S.1.” Two days to regret it, and not once did I want to: I wanted them to use me again, worse than the first time.

Her post on the book app said “looking for a baby.” I answered without thinking, and for almost a year I learned to obey every word she said over video call.

When she gestured to me from the central hallway, I knew the list of books borrowed in my name was only the first trap she would spring that night.

The moment I crossed my legs, I already knew the three of them had planned something. What I didn’t expect was how hard it would be to stay quiet all night.

Four days tied to his bed, twelve thousand euros richer, and a body that no longer resists the same way. The worst part isn’t what he does: it’s what starts shining in my eyes.

I rang his bell with trembling hands. Twenty years older, a declared sadist, no mercy. And me, a virgin, begging him to begin the moment he closed the door.

The Polaroid hung from my neck when she appeared under the threshold, barefoot and smiling, escorted by two men I didn’t know at all.

Three weeks without hearing from him, and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I texted “hiii,” and his reply reminded me of the only thing I was to him: his obedient slut.

When Sofía walked into the living room and found the loan shark tied up and her husband holding a shotgun, she knew her lie had reached its end.

I closed my eyes in the empty locker room and let the fantasy carry me farther than I’d imagined. When I opened them, there was no going back.