Domination

I arrived at the hotel convinced it would be just photos. When the door opened and his older brother appeared, I knew there’d be no turning back that night.

The man who could get them out of Morocco had one condition: no money, no jewelry. He only wanted to film them.

I met her in the kitchen at a party and she whispered in my ear that she'd been watching me all night. That night changed everything.

Nadia and Sofía were on their way home from the biggest event of the year when darkness claimed them. On waking, only chains and another’s will remained.

We’d spent twenty years talking on Discord. When we finally met, she arrived in a latex dress with something in her bag that changed everything.

I put on the already worn sneakers and thick socks, ready for a full day of sightseeing. He had no idea every step was a gift prepared for him.

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.

Kwame parked his truck at noon, and before setting off the next day he had left his mark on three different bodies. Some sought him out; others simply gave in.

At seven in the morning, I arrived for my workout. She locked the locker room door and said, “Today’s class isn’t on the regular menu.”

When Vera looked at me that night, I knew something in me was about to break. Not from fear, but from a desire I had never wanted to admit.

She came in with a group, tried to steal a black lingerie set, and ended up giving back a lot more than she took. Her blue eyes told me everything from the first second.

Four weeks of submission trials, and now the final: outlasting the other couple. Sofía had no intention of saying the safeword, no matter what it cost her.

She had spent centuries in the shadows without desiring anything. But when she saw me alone in the library, something in her changed forever.

I close my eyes and she appears: tall, dark, with a cock I never expected to find—and now can’t get out of my head.

I closed the laptop and could still feel his imaginary hands on my skin, the deep voice giving orders I obeyed without hesitation. A fantasy so real it left me shaking.

Marco had spent a year kissing her feet in silence. The night he left to capture a rival, he returned as the sole master of the mansion.

There had been something in her eyes when she turned away that should have worried me. It wasn’t an annoyed neighbor’s anger. It was a promise.

It began in the university courtyard, when a punch left me breathless and I felt something beyond pain. After that, I couldn’t stop seeking it.

They had planned it for weeks. The dark room, the ropes, and Vera waiting for them with that smile promising nothing easy or safe.