Submission

I arrived at the hotel trembling, convinced it would only be photos. When the second brother walked in, I knew that night wouldn’t end as planned.

When the Master told her they were going out that day, something in Luna’s chest tightened. Not from fear, but from the anticipation only she knew.

The flyer promised guaranteed results. It didn’t say they would include restraints, electric shocks, and a year locked away with no way out. I signed anyway.

I put on the wig, the heels, and the fake curves. I didn’t realize that before dawn I’d be barking in a garden with my knees in the dirt.

The private room was immaculate, and I was kneeling in the center, waiting. Eight men entered in silence. Then I understood what it meant to truly surrender.

When the doctor locked the door, I knew that appointment would be unlike any other. It never was.

My husband had a plan: take me to a shop and let the salesman put his hands on me. There was only one rule: he would pretend not to see a thing.

They tied me up in the park in broad daylight and no one came to help. They had planned it well—much better than I had.

They didn’t give him water in a cup. They poured it over her foot, and he had to lick it from the leather straps if he wanted to survive.

When Camila turned off the movie and told me, “sometimes I watch gay porn when I’m alone,” I knew that line was going to split my life in two.

They said they were going to celebrate a birthday. What they didn’t say was that the gift was me, up on that dark bus, surrounded by men twice my age.

When Damián whispered that he could have me, something changed in Mateo's eyes. His shyness vanished, and I stopped being the one in control of the game.

I crossed the park with my pulse racing, knowing that tonight the bully wouldn't settle for my panties—or the money I no longer had.

That night Valeria took my head in her hands and pushed me exactly where I’d spent months not daring to look.

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.

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.