BDSM

I sat on top of him and started telling him my filthiest fantasy. With every detail I added, I could see him coming apart a little more.

I went there out of curiosity alone, promising myself it would be one drink and that was all. But when the door opened before I knocked, I understood he’d been waiting for me for hours.

Nine hours until my flight and there wasn’t a single bed free in the whole airport. Then she looked at me from her table and asked, “Do you feel like sitting with me?”

I woke up tied up in a basement, naked and at the mercy of the woman I was investigating. I had no idea that in a few hours I’d be the one holding the whip.

When Elena opened the doors, the smell of burned flesh reached her before the sight. Two broken bodies, a filthy job, and a guard determined to stop it.

I woke up cuffed to the ceiling in a room full of whips and rings. Two women meant to break me. No one warned them I learn fast.

I went in alone, undressed slowly, and pressed the button. On the other side of the door, eight men were waiting for my signal. I had never felt so afraid and so aroused at once.

Thirteen kilometers on foot, thick socks, and closed sneakers. That night I was going to give him the gift I’d been preparing since I boarded the plane.

Rodrigo crawled behind her heels through the castle halls, naked and with the collar biting his throat. That was the queen’s breakfast.

By the time Sebastián finished describing the process, I already had to invent an excuse to go to the bathroom. I never imagined that the next day I’d be the one asking for it.

When Marcos described how he wrapped his lovers in stretch film, I had to escape to the bathroom. Not for the reason they’d think.

Three months after the breakup, I downloaded an app. I had no idea that older man would give me the most intense night of my life.

I had been locked in the cage for three weeks when Valeria invited her friends to dinner. I was going to be the entertainment.

The moment I let my first heel drop under the table, I knew that dinner wouldn’t end with dessert, but with him surrendering in silence while the waitress smiled at us.

Her glasses hid something I took years to decipher. When I finally found her alone at the bar, I knew the staring had only been the beginning.

Rodrigo hung from the Pillar on the brink of collapse. Valeria could not defy the Queen, but she would not let a healthy man die through negligence.

The day Clara entered my house unannounced, I realized the only clean space I had left no longer belonged to me.