Simon lashes out over Zack’s mixed signals but still ends up at his door, still in denial. What began as confrontation becomes quiet surrender as Zack quietly dismantles Simon's defenses. A slow, intense blowjob ends in mutual climax. When Zack casually suggests he stay, Simon lingers, reeling and already in deeper than he wants to admit.
Summary: Simon avoids Zack, but nothing works. Memories haunt him—Zack’s size, his smirk, the way he looked at him. A single text shatters his focus. When release finally comes, it doesn’t bring clarity. Only confirmation: Zack is under his skin, and he’s not leaving quietly.
Simon reunites with Zack, the kid he used to babysit, is now towering, confident and packed with muscle. Their encounter is charged with tension as Simon struggles to digest Zack’s transformation and his own unexpected reactions. By the end of the night, it’s clear: Zack sees right through him, and Simon isn’t ready for how much he likes that.
John Fletcher witnesses Sentinel Adam Price submit to Simon Thorne, confirming Dean Miller's absolute control over all three men, sealing John's own ownership.
Stripped of its old identity and forced to serve Master Ross and his friends sexually and domestically, Noah has embraced its new reality as slave 172. But with the end of its 5 year sentence in slavery, what will the future hold?
Surrounded by leather-clad alphas, Nick’s only purpose is surrender—used, bound, and broken for their pleasure. Collared and restrained, Nick kneels before his best friend—now his master. Nathan’s transformation from frat bro to fearless dom is savage and swift, and Nick offers everything: his mouth, his cock, his soul. Tonight, friendship becomes
Grant does to a summer football camp and meets a fellow player who teaches him that he was born to bottom for more dominate guys. (republishing lost chapter)
After last night, Liam struggled to piece together what happened—and even more, how to act like himself again. A few of Noah’s friends arrived at the cabin, there are drinks, laughter, and tension. Things got heated between Noah and Liam, with their dynamic fraying in front of everyone. But Jules, one of Noah’s friends, stepped in—and what followed
Nick spills every filthy detail to Nathan—only to discover his best friend’s secret craving: to dominate men like Nick. When Nick tells Daniel, the response is electric—he’ll train Nathan using Nick’s body. Under Daniel’s command, Nick agrees to kneel for the man who’s seen him cry, laugh… and now, will make him beg.
While Jason is gone on a business trip, he tasks Dalton with keeping Derek satisfied. But Dalton decides to bring more guys in on the fun. Derek meets someone very enticing.
Marcus Aurelius Florus is a nineteen year old landowner and inheritor of the Imperial contract for silver mines. He's rich powerful and horny. This story contains adult males only in authoritarian situations. The story will have follow up stories relating to slavery and slaves in ancient Rome.
Eager to impress his father by joining his previous fraternity in college, the weak and soft Ben McDaniel has to go lengths to prove his worth to Tyler Davidson, the current vice president of the fraternity. Will he be able to endure or will his spirit be broken?
twink beauty with emerald eyes and a killer smile, hot god alphas spellbound in his hands used for desire never love till they betray…….. his secret life…… a paid assassin, his mark fucked first, and in the after glow, silently ended. One shot, one kill, the assassin smiles……
A confidant. A kind of godparent to the life we’ve made. And sometimes—on special nights—we go to the club. We dress the part. We perform. Publicly. Purposefully. Francis often joins us—sometimes as stagehand, sometimes as audience, sometimes simply to laugh and drink and toast what we’ve become.
Daniel’s plan for Nick reaches its raw, ruthless peak: spit-roasted between his Master and NFL legend Logan Shields, Nick is used, worshipped, ruined. Slurping their cocks, swallowing their seed, and basking in the filthy grace of their attention. It’s not just sex—it’s sacred obedience.
A twink beauty with emerald eyes and a killer smile, hot god alphas spellbound in his hands used for desire never love till they betray…….. his secret life…… a paid assassin, his mark fucked first, and in the after glow, silently ended. One shot, one kill, the assassin smiles……
I woke to darkness. No noise. Just the shifting sensation of the room around me, cloaked in night. I had no idea what time it was—late, early, somewhere in between.
When Liam returns, eager to prove himself, Randy offers him a quiet, unforgiving test. There’s no scene, no warmth—just commands, consequences, and the question of whether Liam can handle what real submission demands. By night’s end, it will be clear: is Liam going to serve or step out.
When he suggested I return the following Friday and stay until Sunday morning, I felt the pull before I even responded. It was both an invitation and a test. The space between the words said more than the messages themselves.
Liam’s been keeping his distance… sort of. But when Noah invites him to a weekend at a lake house—with two girls in tow—he says yes as a way to fix his friendship. It’s meant to be harmless. Just fun. Just friends. Girls. But somehow, things always get messy when Noah’s involved.
Angelo comes back. Alone this time. He opens up to what he already knew about himself but never acknowledged, thus allowing me to discover something about myself that I'd never realized.
Bryson and Aiden made me beg before using my mouth again—hard, deep, and filthy. Breakfast came after, but the teasing didn’t stop. At the table, I had to beg all over again, this time for Grant and Connor. Still naked, still caged, I somehow felt more included than ever. Even humiliation was starting to feel like home.
After an endless stretch of aching silence, Jelte finally gets what he craved: a trial week under Milan’s Authority. Collared, his cock throbbing with need. His Master takes him fully, relentlessly. And when another Dominant enters, lazy and amused, Jelte’s body betrays him all over again. He’s never been this owned. Or this hungry.
Sean wakes me with piss through the bars of my cage, then has me shower, groom, and prepare his things before using my mouth and body with controlled, relentless hunger. Every act is deliberate. Every use is ownership. By the end, I’m emptied, cleaned, and reminded exactly what I am: his. The future is promising though and I am smitten.