Confessions

The moans through the wall left me dripping, so I decided to wake my man in the dirtiest way I knew.

He sat beside me when the theater was half empty, and within minutes my body had already said yes before my mind could.

When the beach was nearly empty, her hand slid down my stomach, and I realized that last swim wouldn’t end as an innocent game.

I thought they were only going to search me when I arrived, but the supervisor closed the door, looked me over, and I knew I’d be obeying that night.

I ran into her by chance, she gave me her number, and a week later she opened the door with a smile that already promised trouble.

Every night I listened to her moan with other men; when she finally looked at me differently in the hallway, I knew I would be next.

I went upstairs to the bathroom with one of them, never imagining I’d leave trembling, satisfied, and still burning all over.

I went into the sauna alone and came out trembling, with the taste of a strange couple still clinging to my skin and an unforgettable confession.

Every hour I obeyed the same order in the bathroom, and with each repetition my body demanded something dirtier and more intense.

The moment I opened the door, I kissed her hungrily. She trembled and called it crazy, but followed me upstairs without letting go of my hand.

She only wanted to overcome her fear, but every photo and command pushed her into an unforgettable anal initiation.

After weeks of glances and teasing, she pushed me into the locker-room bathroom and made it clear how she planned to collect on that ticket.

I thought the night would end on our terrace, but he had already decided how far he would take my obedience.

I thought we’d only sleep on the sofa, but his hand found mine in the darkness, and neither of us wanted to pretend nothing was happening anymore.

She said she wanted to stay pure for love, but when I kissed her in the car, she spread her legs as if she’d been waiting for it.

The first night in our new apartment, I tied him to a chair, sat on his locked-up cock, and ordered him to confess everything he wanted me to do to him.

I agreed out of curiosity, nerves, and a refusal to back out; once I knelt in front of him, there was no way to pretend I was innocent.

I invited him home to explain my absences, but what he found in the living room changed the way he looked at me at the office.

When she rang the doorbell and asked if I was alone, I knew she hadn’t come to talk about classes or her boyfriend.

Mara heard the applause behind her and understood that the ordeal had only just begun, though her body was already trembling on the marble.