Belle’s Fall Tour in Chastity
The leaves come down in slow spirals, orange and rust, settling on the wet ground around Belle’s bare feet. She
The leaves come down in slow spirals, orange and rust, settling on the wet ground around Belle’s bare feet. She
Story The rope is the first thing I know. Not the room, not the dark, just the rope biting into
Story The rough hemp bit into her wrists as she twisted her hands behind her back, searching for any give
STORY I am sitting upright on a thin fiberglass bench inside what they call a prison RV, though the space
Story The rope bit into my wrists every time I shifted, but I didn’t mind it yet. I could feel
I couldn’t save myself. It’s July 4. Enjoy! Ashley’s eyes opened to the harsh fluorescent lights of the gym ceiling
Chloe woke to a voice. “You’ve always known how to use what you have. That pretty face. Those eyes that
Sophia had spent her eighteenth birthday the way she had spent most of her life: invisible. The package arrived in
I twist onto my side beside the bed and yank at the fucking rope behind my back, but the stupid
Jade lies on the tangled sheets, her slender frame taut against the red rope, her huge tits filling out that