Speaker 1: Sunday morning, no rain, just gray light leaking through the window,
Speaker 1: like the city was too hungover to shine. I woke
Speaker 1: up alone, mind already scheming. The apartment was quiet, Orin
Speaker 1: had gone to work. I knew he'd be gone before
Speaker 1: I woke early, job late meeting translation. His dick is
Speaker 1: probably buried in creepy cult girl right now, finally getting
Speaker 1: what I never took from him. Good for him. Still
Speaker 1: stings a little, though, Guess I was looking forward to
Speaker 1: being the one who broke him in. I wiggled out
Speaker 1: of my sleeping bag, body still charged from yesterday's gig.
Speaker 1: All those eyes on me, the hidden cam Michael Faust
Speaker 1: kissing my hand like it was nineteen twenty five. I
Speaker 1: can't remember the last time a man kissed my hand.
Speaker 1: I think he knows that move goes straight to the pussy.
Speaker 1: Apparently that's while it takes to unravel me. Noted that
Speaker 1: man's got restraint like a locked vault. Wonder how loud
Speaker 1: it had rattle if someone finally cracked it open. Time
Speaker 1: to make this place feel less like a crash pad
Speaker 1: and more like something anything. First things First, browsed a
Speaker 1: furniture app on the wristcom ordered two queen beds, one
Speaker 1: for his room, one for mine. I'll surprise Oran by
Speaker 1: turning his bedroom into a man cave. Get a few
Speaker 1: things for mine and some stuff for the living room,
Speaker 1: enough to make the place look lived in instead of abandoned.
Speaker 1: Local delivery two hours perfect. I had enough credits to
Speaker 1: splurge a little all dressed, ready to go, leggings, oversized sweatshirt, coat, boots,
Speaker 1: rig tucked in the inside pocket, silently waiting. Next I
Speaker 1: headed out. Walked down the block to a vintage store.
Speaker 1: Found two lamps, sleek mid century, one for each bedroom.
Speaker 1: Then a beautiful lockable notebook, leather bound embossed with a
Speaker 1: subtle star pattern. Pens to match, something sentimental so he
Speaker 1: remembers who gave him his first real home, even if
Speaker 1: he locks me out of it. Picked up a few knickknacks,
Speaker 1: small brass candle holders, a ceramic vase. Easy to carry. Short,
Speaker 1: walk back arms full, smiling like an idiot. When I
Speaker 1: got home, the delivery arrived on time. Bed, set up
Speaker 1: desk and chair in his room, set the notebook and
Speaker 1: pens on it, nightstand, curtains hung dark, heavy, blocking out
Speaker 1: the world. I kept my room bear, just the bed
Speaker 1: with lots of pillows and blankets, the lamp glowing on
Speaker 1: the floor beside it. Oops, the fridge was a wasteland.
Speaker 1: Headed to the convenience store across the street, grabbed basics, drinks, coffee, bread, snacks,
Speaker 1: and as much as I could carry. I was thinking
Speaker 1: like Orin now made it look less empty, less lonely.
Speaker 1: I stepped back, looked around. Not fancy, minimalist, but it
Speaker 1: was starting to feel like home. I wanted to do
Speaker 1: something nice and surprise Orin if he ever gets back,
Speaker 1: even if he was drifting, and even if the heat
Speaker 1: was gone, even if I was already thinking about Michael
Speaker 1: Faust's texts and Kale's goldfish charm, this place's mine too.
Speaker 1: Might as well make it pretty while I'm still here.
Speaker 1: Sunday night, Orin was still gone, and this was the
Speaker 1: night he'd be diverginized while devirginizing the hypnotic cult pussy
Speaker 1: after his cult meeting. I didn't mind. Gave me space
Speaker 1: to do what I needed. I woke up Monday morning
Speaker 1: and found a text from Orin, Sorry missed you didn't
Speaker 1: come home last night. We'll be gone till next Monday.
Speaker 1: I'm on a work mission with the group. I'll keep
Speaker 1: you updated, see you Monday. Have a great week. You're
Speaker 1: the best, love orin work mission. Sure, puppy translation, you're
Speaker 1: deep in cult land, probably pussy whipped on cult girl,
Speaker 1: and I'm the last thing on your mind. I stared
Speaker 1: at the screen, smiled a little sweet as ever, even
Speaker 1: when he's drifting, I replied, have a great week, Oran,
Speaker 1: stay safe. Can't wait to hear all about it when
Speaker 1: you're back. You're the best, too, love Raven. The week
Speaker 1: dragged like bad foreplay, all build, no release, no word
Speaker 1: from Faust, just his soon hanging in the air. His
Speaker 1: silence was louder than any gig request. Teasing bastard, or
Speaker 1: maybe he's making me wait on purpose. Thursday evening, a
Speaker 1: new gig ping saved me from going insane. It came
Speaker 1: from Iron Veil, encrypted anonymous dripping credits retrieve, a stolen
Speaker 1: prototype neural edging implant, infinite denial loop custom coded to
Speaker 1: keep the wearer on the brink forever without release. The
Speaker 1: thief a sadistic host known only as matra V. Tonight,
Speaker 1: he was demoing it at a private denial party in
Speaker 1: a Skybridge penthouse guests, masked bodies, bound, pleasure forbidden until
Speaker 1: he allowed it. Standard retrieval would mean seduction, risk and mess,
Speaker 1: but not tonight. I slipped into a shadowed service alcove
Speaker 1: behind the skybridge, coat open, black lace, dress underneath, all
Speaker 1: ready damp from anticipation. The rig pulsed warm against my garter,
Speaker 1: like it was eager. Neural link open, Lucian, I thought,
Speaker 1: shift me back. One hour, same alcove, stealth mode. Delighted
Speaker 1: to oblige saint, my hollow loution said in my head.
Speaker 1: I pressed the button. The world didn't flash. It folded inward.
Speaker 1: Sound collapsed to a low, throbbing hum that vibrated between
Speaker 1: my legs. Colors bled edges softening like wet silk. Gravity
Speaker 1: pulled sideways, a delicious drop in my stomach, heat blooming
Speaker 1: low as every nerve lit up. Then snap. One hour earlier,
Speaker 1: same alcove, the party just beginning upstairs, stealth on, invisible, untouchable.
Speaker 1: I rode the service elevator up, walked straight through the
Speaker 1: masked crowd, body writhing in restraints, mouths gagged, eyes desperate.
Speaker 1: No one saw me. A faint whiff of expensive cologne
Speaker 1: cut through exactly like Michael Faust's from the Cafe. I
Speaker 1: froze for a heartbeat. Coincidence or was he here? Maitre V
Speaker 1: stood center stage, masked in matt black, the implant glowing
Speaker 1: faint blue at his wrist, wired directly into a bound
Speaker 1: submissive on her knees, trembling on the edge, tears streaking
Speaker 1: her cheeks as the loop denied her for the hundredth time.
Speaker 1: One masked guest murmured exquisite to another, a low, precise
Speaker 1: voice that sent to shiver down my spine. I stepped close,
Speaker 1: breath on my neck. That wasn't there. I paused, neural
Speaker 1: link open, Wait, Lucian, can I take things I thought
Speaker 1: steal in stealth, pocket them without anyone noticing? His smooth
Speaker 1: reply slid in, amused and fond, of course, Saint, you're
Speaker 1: a ghost, objects in your possession, vanish with you, no trace,
Speaker 1: no alarm, go wild. I smirked into the dark, slid
Speaker 1: the implant off the Maitrev's wrist, mid taunt pocketed it,
Speaker 1: walked out, pressed the button again. The return slammed into
Speaker 1: me harder, gravity snapping back like a whip crack across
Speaker 1: my skin. Cold rain, suddenly stinging my face, every nerve
Speaker 1: still singing from the stolen arousal in the room I'd
Speaker 1: ghosted through, sound rushed in distant traffic, my own ragged breath,
Speaker 1: the wet slap of boots on concrete. Neon flared brighter, harsher,
Speaker 1: reflecting in puddles that tasted of ozone and sex. When
Speaker 1: I licked my lips, but for a split second before
Speaker 1: materializing back, a glitch overlay slammed into me like ice
Speaker 1: water down my spine. Faust in his office, watching my
Speaker 1: video on loop, hand in pants, stroking himself, eyes locked
Speaker 1: on the screen with that cold, hungry focus, but I
Speaker 1: felt it phantom heat between my legs, his fingers instead
Speaker 1: of mine, pressing, owning, his voice murmuring good girl, right
Speaker 1: in my ear, breath, hot, possessive. Then the screen flickered darker,
Speaker 1: future me bound at his estate, wrists raw, him inside me,
Speaker 1: deep and relentless, whispering exquisite, while his hand tightened on
Speaker 1: my throat, not playful, not safe, his eyes empty, Then
Speaker 1: snap back gone, rain stung my face, heart hammered, thighs
Speaker 1: clenched hard enough to hurt real or rig fuckery. Either way,
Speaker 1: the fear roused me, and I hated how much I
Speaker 1: liked it. Neural link open again, urgent this time, Lucian,
Speaker 1: What the hell was that? Glitch? Faust watching me future
Speaker 1: shit with his hand on my throat. His voice slid
Speaker 1: in calm at first, then intrigued, checking logs Now, saint
Speaker 1: huh some kind of force field external interference strong one blocking,
Speaker 1: deep scans force field my pulse spite, Who the fuck
Speaker 1: has tech like that? Someone with secrets? He replied, amusement,
Speaker 1: edged with caution. Shall we spy on him? See what
Speaker 1: your mister Faust is hiding? Hell yeah, Lucian paused longer
Speaker 1: than usual. Can't, he said, Finally, can't penetrate it. Whatever
Speaker 1: he's got, it's pushing back hard. I stood in the rain,
Speaker 1: buzzed with more than just the gig high. Now, Michael
Speaker 1: Faust just got a lot more interesting and a lot
Speaker 1: more dangerous. Three blocks away, I met the client in
Speaker 1: a discreet parking garage, nervous exec in a tailored suit,
Speaker 1: hiding behind his mask. I pressed the implant into his palm.
Speaker 1: Tell your buyer the demo never happened, he stared, throat working,
Speaker 1: How did you I was already walking away, coat flaring hips,
Speaker 1: rolling risk, compinged, second half deposited, obscene tip attached for
Speaker 1: miraculous retrieval. Case closed baby, and I was still aching
Speaker 1: from a party I never touched. Late Thursday night, wrist
Speaker 1: calm pained from Alexander. I smirked at the screen, my
Speaker 1: mind already spinning outfits his message, wear something unforgettable. Reply
Speaker 1: if you're coming My reply, I'll be there x x
Speaker 1: x hits end. Crawled into bed sheets, cool pillows, swallowing me, exhausted, aching,
Speaker 1: horny as hell, dreamt of my men kal tracing the
Speaker 1: goldfish charm while I ride him, Lucian dominating me, making
Speaker 1: me beg or in my sweet wasteland boy letting me
Speaker 1: back in Alexander irresistible gentleman fucking my mouth with his tongue,
Speaker 1: and Michael Faust pinning me down. Restraint finally gone, voice
Speaker 1: rough with need, tried to get the force Field glitch
Speaker 1: out of my head, though starting to turn creepy, but huh,
Speaker 1: still can't stop wanting him. One fantasy bleeding into the next, wet, desperate, denied,
Speaker 1: until I finally fell asleep, woke up Friday morning, body
Speaker 1: slick sheets, soaked, pulse racing like I'd been fucked all
Speaker 1: night and still left wanting my mind already on the party.
Speaker 1: Tonight's not just a party, it's a statement. Got dressed,
Speaker 1: coat and boots on rig in the pocket, headed out
Speaker 1: first stop, high end bondage boutique, the kind ware prices
Speaker 1: whip you in the wallet. Found the coat long hooded,
Speaker 1: plush black velvet with subtle silver threading, heavy enough to
Speaker 1: feel like armor, elegant enough to scream elite next fetishware,
Speaker 1: classic black, glossy vinyl. Fuck me dress that's sexy in
Speaker 1: that cheap, dirty way everyone loves. I'll look like your
Speaker 1: favorite hollow BDSM porn club ad. Curvy cut, high waisted, cinched,
Speaker 1: tight shelf top pushing my breasts up like an offering,
Speaker 1: nipples peeking through the half open front, almost topless, halfway
Speaker 1: a shocker, big tits on display, curvy hips, screaming submission perfect.
Speaker 1: Tried it on mirror, didn't lie. I looked like a
Speaker 1: sex doll. Yeah. I think Alexander will like it so well.
Speaker 1: Half the room bagged, both paid, walked out feeling like
Speaker 1: a weapon. Back home, dropped the bag on the bed,
Speaker 1: coat draped over the chair, dress inside waiting. I stood
Speaker 1: in the apartment, looked around, new place, new clothes, new games.
Speaker 1: Tonight was going to be unforgettable. Got dalled up in
Speaker 1: my party dress, coat shut, hood up, boots clicking. As
Speaker 1: I hit the street below my apartment, Cale stepped out
Speaker 1: of the shadows like he'd been waiting all day. He
Speaker 1: fell into step beside me without a word. At first,
Speaker 1: I glanced at him. How did you know I'd be here?
Speaker 1: He smirked, I have my ways. I stopped dead, surprised,
Speaker 1: laughed sharp, ha ha, stalk much, draven, he shrugged, No, shame.
Speaker 1: Time travelers need to stick together, right. I stared at him,
Speaker 1: rain missing his hair, goldfish charm glinting under his coat
Speaker 1: and over his shirt. He stepped closer, voice low, I'll
Speaker 1: stay out of your way. Let you be. I won't
Speaker 1: micromanage you. He paused, then softer, I'm just here for you. Fuck.
Speaker 1: There it is again. He was sucking me into his vortex.
Speaker 1: I smirked, good to know. We turned toward the man
Speaker 1: hole outside my apartment. Van's access him behind me. Down
Speaker 1: we went. He walked close, close enough I felt his
Speaker 1: warmth through the coat. Then he spoke voice low, excited,
Speaker 1: like a kid with a new toy. The rig you
Speaker 1: gave me, it's incredible. I glanced at him. Yeah, he beamed,
Speaker 1: nodding with this look of wonder. I've been learning. It's
Speaker 1: got features the other one didn't have or didn't let
Speaker 1: me access. I raised a brow like what he grinned boyishly.
Speaker 1: Time dilation pop buckets. I can stretch a second into
Speaker 1: minutes stealth mode with audio masking and weapons built in,
Speaker 1: Taser pulse, EMP burst, even a short range stun. I've
Speaker 1: been practicing. It's like having a whole arsenal in my pocket.
Speaker 1: I felt a spark of fascination. Damn mine doesn't have that,
Speaker 1: or does? It sounds like you've been busy, Kale. He
Speaker 1: touched the goldfish charm. Yeah, and this it's more than
Speaker 1: a charm. It sinks with the rig when I hold it,
Speaker 1: it boosts signal strength, and there's a hidden button activates
Speaker 1: emergency jumps. Like it knows me. Of course, I know
Speaker 1: you know all this. You gave it to me, but
Speaker 1: I love it. It's amazing, and I just wanted you
Speaker 1: to know I figured it out. I laughed, low. Mmmmm,
Speaker 1: I know. Sentimental upgrade. He looked at me serious. Now
Speaker 1: I'm learning things things I didn't know were possible. You
Speaker 1: ever try any of this with yours? I shrugged. Neural
Speaker 1: mode and stealth are the only ones I use. But
Speaker 1: now I'm curious about these other features. He glanced at me,
Speaker 1: eyes glinting in the low veins light. You should be
Speaker 1: your model's got potential. Lucian probably hid half the tricks.
Speaker 1: He likes his secrets. I smirked, Yeah, that's Lucian. Kle
Speaker 1: stepped closer, our arms brushing as we walked. I could
Speaker 1: show you if you want, I mean later. The word
Speaker 1: hung between us loaded later. Oh that magnetic pull. Fuck
Speaker 1: there it is again, I tilted my head. Maybe if
Speaker 1: you're lucky, he laughed. Oh, rough, I'll take my chances.
Speaker 1: We kept walking, veins humming around us, him talking tech,
Speaker 1: me listening, wondering what my rig could do if I
Speaker 1: pushed it, My mind wandering the night ahead, Kle beside
Speaker 1: me and whatever waited at the party. We climbed out
Speaker 1: of the veins and circuit row. Kle led the way
Speaker 1: to a small street stall. Fresh salad wraps, crisp greens,
Speaker 1: avocado wrapped in thin rice, paper, healthy, clean, not the
Speaker 1: usual greasy comfort i'd expected. We grabbed two water bottles,
Speaker 1: sat on a low wall nearby, rain, missing neon reflecting
Speaker 1: in puddles. I unwrapped mine, took a bite, kle watched
Speaker 1: me eat. He leaned back slightly, eyes tracking my mouth.
Speaker 1: You eat sexually. His eyes stayed on my lips longer
Speaker 1: than necessary. You make it look intimate, and you're not
Speaker 1: innocent about it, he said. I paused mid bite or
Speaker 1: raised a brow. Excuse me? He gave a tiny, rare smirk.
Speaker 1: The way you savor it slow, like you're teasing the
Speaker 1: food or me. Heat crawled up my neck. Fuck, what
Speaker 1: is he doing? I licked a drop of sauce off
Speaker 1: my lips, seductively looked at him, cocking my eyes. Maybe
Speaker 1: I am. He didn't look away. Show me the dress.
Speaker 1: I tilted my head. Not here too public. His gaze
Speaker 1: dipped once, deliberate, down in the veins before iron veil.
Speaker 1: Show me, I want to see what you're wearing underneath.
Speaker 1: My lips parted a fraction. Okay, I'll let you take
Speaker 1: a peek down there. There was a new energy between us.
Speaker 1: It felt easier and more mature, and he was opening
Speaker 1: up sexually. He was adapting better than before, catering to me,
Speaker 1: handing me napkins, asking if I wanted another rap, No push,
Speaker 1: no jealousy, just him, steady present. I noticed the shift.
Speaker 1: He's not the same Kale, not the brooding savior. This
Speaker 1: one's calm, confident, catering. I liked it a lot. We
Speaker 1: finished eating and headed back to the manhole. We dropped
Speaker 1: back down into the veins, quiet corner, no one around.
Speaker 1: I opened the coat, glossy black vinyl fetish dress gleamed
Speaker 1: under the lantern light, nipples peeking through the half open
Speaker 1: front like a sexy freak show. Kl exhaled through his nose. Fuck,
Speaker 1: he whispered. I watched him through my lashes. Unforgettable enough.
Speaker 1: He stepped closer, voice rough, more than enough. You look irresistible.
Speaker 1: We stood there, inches apart, tension thick. The party was waiting.
Speaker 1: He didn't touch me, just looked, and I felt his
Speaker 1: sadness pushing through his new resolve. But he fought it,
Speaker 1: let go. No more getting annoyed with me, no more
Speaker 1: wanting to change me. That was new. His eyes lingered
Speaker 1: on mine, dark, conflicted, like he was fighting every instinct
Speaker 1: to pull me back. I felt it, the way he
Speaker 1: didn't want to let go, the way his body leaned
Speaker 1: just a fraction closer, like gravity was pulling him toward me.
Speaker 1: Even as he forced the words out, he stepped back.
Speaker 1: This is where we part ways, he said, voice, steady,
Speaker 1: eyes on mine, Go and have a great time. But
Speaker 1: the look in those eyes said something else entirely, stay,
Speaker 1: don't go. I hate this. I squeezed his hand. Thanks Cale.
Speaker 1: We hugged long minute, his arms tight around me, his
Speaker 1: body pressing mine warm under the coat. I felt his
Speaker 1: heart beat against my chest, steady, strong. Mine matched it.
Speaker 1: For a second, the world narrowed to just that. Then
Speaker 1: he pulled back, smiled, small and rare. Be careful in there,
Speaker 1: I smirked, always am. He nodded once, turned, walked away,
Speaker 1: broad shoulders, disappearing into the shadows. I watched him go
Speaker 1: the truth. If I'd known he wasn't going to tease me,
Speaker 1: deny me, leave me aching like always, I would have
Speaker 1: blown off the Iron Veil party in a heartbeat. Anyway,
Speaker 1: no time for afterthoughts, I headed up the manhole. Iron
Speaker 1: Veil was waiting a short walk to Alexander's compound. Iron veil.
Speaker 1: Gates loomed ahead, checkpoint lights glowing. This night's going to
Speaker 1: be something else, and I'm ready. I typed in a code,
Speaker 1: and the gates to Alexander's property opened. I stepped through,
Speaker 1: walked down the long path to the entry. Inside. I
Speaker 1: checked my coat. The compound was massive, sprawling, penthouse levels,
Speaker 1: masked guests, men in suits, women in everything to very little.
Speaker 1: I felt eyes on me immediately, unforgettable check. Alexander spotted
Speaker 1: me first, tall, dark suit mask half on, but lifted
Speaker 1: it to show me his face with a grin wide
Speaker 1: like he'd been waiting. He crossed the room fast, grabbed
Speaker 1: me in a hug, tight, familiar, like he'd known me forever, raven.
Speaker 1: He murmured against my ear. You came, I laughed, low,
Speaker 1: told you I would. He pulled back, looked me over
Speaker 1: slowly with an appreciative gesture. Fuck, you're perfect. I glanced around.
Speaker 1: Vesper was across the room, busy with flavor of the
Speaker 1: weak tits, laughing hands, wandering. Didn't see me, didn't say hi,
Speaker 1: just in her la la world. Alexander noticed, shrugged, she's occupied.
Speaker 1: Come on tour. He took my hand led me through
Speaker 1: the compound, room by room delights. First a mirrored lounge,
Speaker 1: guests bound and teased, watching themselves, watching each other. Second,
Speaker 1: a candlelit chamber, wax play in progress, not enough pleasure
Speaker 1: for me. Third, a velvet draped den, people fucking their
Speaker 1: brains out. And more. He showed me every room, his
Speaker 1: arm around my waist like I was his treasure. He
Speaker 1: made me feel like one of them, the elites of
Speaker 1: Iron Veil. He stopped in a shadowed hallway, pulled me close,
Speaker 1: lifted his mask, kissed me deep, hungry hands sliding to
Speaker 1: my breasts, squeezing through the vinyl, then down to my ass,
Speaker 1: gripping hard. He broke the kiss, smiled, just checking. I laughed,
Speaker 1: then carried on the tour like nothing happened. Stop his
Speaker 1: man cave, not a private bedroom, but the place reserved
Speaker 1: for only him. Before we entered, a voice cut through
Speaker 1: the air, commanding and familiar, my Lucian as the housemaster.
Speaker 1: He stepped out of the shadows, black suit, mask off,
Speaker 1: devilishly handsome, eyes on me like he'd been waiting. Alexander,
Speaker 1: he said, sounding cocky, I see you've found my house.
Speaker 1: Sub Alexander Froze looked between us gave me a look
Speaker 1: that felt unsavory, like the tax man just came to collect.
Speaker 1: Lucian didn't rush the moment. He exerted his power arrogantly,
Speaker 1: like an asshole. Lady Ravens already claimed house rules. Unless
Speaker 1: you're feeling brave, you can test them if you like.
Speaker 1: Alexander's reaction was pensive, caught off guard, racalating, Lucian eased amusement,
Speaker 1: threading through the shift as if extending a privilege. Alexander,
Speaker 1: You're welcome to join us. Alexander blinked. The disappointment faded fast,
Speaker 1: replaced by something hotter, hungrier, maybe something even better than
Speaker 1: he'd expected. Lucian stepped closer, took my hand, kissed it, lingering,
Speaker 1: Welcome to the house, Lady Raven And here I couldn't
Speaker 1: remember the last time a man kissed me by hand
Speaker 1: until faust hmm. But Lucian, no one can seduce like him.
Speaker 1: He is the master, Alexander recovered, smile wide now, eyes gleaming,
Speaker 1: of course, house master. Lucian looked at me. Shall we
Speaker 1: something loosened in my chest? Breath unsteady, yes, please, three
Speaker 1: of us Now we entered the man cave through a
Speaker 1: heavy giant wood door, low red light spilling out like
Speaker 1: blood inside, dark leather walls, low couches, A massive bed
Speaker 1: in the center, draped in black silk, chains hanging from
Speaker 1: the ceiling like decoration. A table with toys, cuffs, whips, feathers, vibrators,
Speaker 1: all gleaming under soft spotlights. No windows, no escape, just us.
Speaker 1: Lucian closed the door, locked it. The click echoed. He
Speaker 1: stared me down, hand on my throat, light pressure, thumb
Speaker 1: brushing my pulse like he owned it. House rules, Lady Raven,
Speaker 1: I own you tonight, and I'm giving Alexander the keys
Speaker 1: to every life. Alexander stepped closer behind me, breath hot
Speaker 1: on my neck, hands sliding up my sides, squeezing my
Speaker 1: breasts hard through the vinyl, thumbs circling my nipples until
Speaker 1: I arched. Lucian's grip tightened just a fraction. He can
Speaker 1: fill your throat, stretch your pussy, claim your tight little ass.
Speaker 1: Alexander planted a kiss on my neck, gladly, he murmured.
Speaker 1: Lucian's voice dropped to a growl. Every hole is his
Speaker 1: to use whatever he wants. Alexander groaned low mm, Thank you, Master,
Speaker 1: his hips, grinding against my ass, letting me feel how
Speaker 1: hard he already was. Lucian leaned in, lips brushing my ear.
Speaker 1: I'm generous like that. Make sure you thank us both
Speaker 1: when you come. Lexander's teeth grazed my shoulder. Lucian smiled
Speaker 1: against my skin. You'll be our perfect little fuck toy.
Speaker 1: I shivered, soaked, desperate, loving every filthy word. Lucian stepped closer,
Speaker 1: his fingers trailing down the vinyl strip for us, I smiled, wickedly,
Speaker 1: make me. He leaned into the moment, entertained, already in control.
Speaker 1: Oh we will. Alexander moved behind me, hands sliding up
Speaker 1: my sides, unzipping the dress. Slow fabric peeled away, vinyl
Speaker 1: whispering down my skin, pooling at my feet. My breasts
Speaker 1: were exposed, heavy and bare, nipples hard, garter straps taut.
Speaker 1: Lucian whispered his command in my ear. Beg for us,
Speaker 1: Lady Raven. I let them feel feel the refusal first,
Speaker 1: knowing exactly what it would provoke. Make me they did.
Speaker 1: Alexander kissed the back of my neck, soft, almost sweet.
Speaker 1: Lucian's hand spread my cheeks, teasing with his finger, voice
Speaker 1: dropping to a growl. Time to bottom train the house, ub, Alexander,
Speaker 1: This tight hole is going to learn who it serves tonight. Fuck.
Speaker 1: My ass clenched just hearing it, like my body already
Speaker 1: knew it was theirs to open. He led me to
Speaker 1: the bed with black silk sheets. Lucian clasped a collar
Speaker 1: around my neck with a chain attached. He pushed me
Speaker 1: down onto the bed. He spoke with the weight of
Speaker 1: the house behind him, a true dome bend over I did,
Speaker 1: bare cheeks, exposed, garter's gripped, tight face down, ass up.
Speaker 1: I felt their eyes on me. He leaned over me.
Speaker 1: Isn't it nice? Alexander male bonding in the man cave.
Speaker 1: Alexander chuckled very nice. Lucian stepped back, reached into a
Speaker 1: box on the table, pulled out a wide leather paddle,
Speaker 1: black smooth, heavy in his hand. Alexander moved to the
Speaker 1: side and picked up a slim whip coiled black leather,
Speaker 1: the kind that sings when it cuts the air. Lucian
Speaker 1: went first, paddle cracked against my skin, sharp, stinging heat,
Speaker 1: blooming fast. I gasped. Then Alexander whip uncoiled, first strike, light,
Speaker 1: teasing then harder, A thin line of heat across both cheeks.
Speaker 1: I moaned desperately. I was dripping, aching, Please, I begged.
Speaker 1: Lucian's hand smoothed over the heat, soothing, then gripping beautiful,
Speaker 1: he murmured. Alexander's fingers traced the Weltz, gentle, reverent. They stopped,
Speaker 1: both breathing hard. Lucian slipped his cock into my pussy
Speaker 1: from behind, thick, hot, filling me in one smooth thrust.
Speaker 1: He started slow, deliberate strokes, letting me feel every inch,
Speaker 1: then faster, hips snapping, relentless, pounding, deep and hard, skin
Speaker 1: slapping skin. Alexander slipped his cock in my mouth, feeling
Speaker 1: me suck hard. He pulled out just enough to lean down,
Speaker 1: kissing me, tongue fucking my mouth in rhythm with Lucian's thrusts,
Speaker 1: then back in, cock sliding deep down my throat, face
Speaker 1: fucking me while Lucian railed my pussy from behind. They sinked,
Speaker 1: Lucian banging in, pushing me onto Alexander, Alexander thrusting forward,
Speaker 1: forcing me back onto Lucian, fast, wild, so satisfying. It
Speaker 1: was everything I wanted and more. They switched places Lucian
Speaker 1: in my mouth, Alexander in my pussy. When they were done,
Speaker 1: Lucian stood behind me, spread my ass cheeks wide. Then
Speaker 1: they took turns masturbating my asshole with their cocks. First
Speaker 1: Lucian penis head warm, slick, massaging my back door, slow circles,
Speaker 1: teasing the entrance, no push, just pressure. It felt good,
Speaker 1: too good. Then Alexander his turn, same slow massage, head rubbing, circling, pressing,
Speaker 1: just enough to make me ache. Lucian did Alexander the leash,
Speaker 1: thin black leather collar already around my neck. Alexander took it,
Speaker 1: gentle tug. Lucian knelt in front, cock always hard and ready,
Speaker 1: the head at my lips. I took him in again, slow, deep,
Speaker 1: tongue swirling. Alexander tugged the leash lightly, guiding my rhythm
Speaker 1: while he massaged my anus with the head of his cock.
Speaker 1: I moaned around Lucian's cock. Lucian's breath hitched, his hand
Speaker 1: tightened in my hair. He looked over me at Alexander,
Speaker 1: voice low, rough, with arousal. Feel how she opens for you,
Speaker 1: that's all yours tonight, Take your time. She'll beg when
Speaker 1: she's ready. The pressure built, teasing that thick head, circling, pressing, summoning.
Speaker 1: I couldn't take it anymore. Body on fire, ass clenching,
Speaker 1: begging without words. I pulled off Lucian just enough, gasping voice, raw, please, Alexander,
Speaker 1: fuck my ass I need it, need you inside me, please.
Speaker 1: Alexander groaned low, animal. Lucian smiled dark, satisfied, there it is.
Speaker 1: Alexander pushed slow at first, head breaching me, stretching, burning sweet.
Speaker 1: I cried out pain and pleasure. Twisting together, he sank deeper,
Speaker 1: inch by inch, relentless until he was buried to the hilt.
Speaker 1: I was lost, begging between thrusts, moaning, taking it all.
Speaker 1: They kept going, male bonding over my surrender, my holes,
Speaker 1: my filthy please, and I loved every second of it.
Speaker 1: Lucian in my mouth was ready to come. Hips stuttering,
Speaker 1: breath ragged, he pulled out sudden hand, flying fast on
Speaker 1: his cock. Thick ropes sprayed across Alexander's cock, hot slick,
Speaker 1: coating the head and shaft as it rubbed my asshole,
Speaker 1: slow circles turning slippery, filthy. Alexander groaned low, raw, fuck
Speaker 1: that's hot, Lucian exhaled, shaky, satisfied, slides in easier. Then
Speaker 1: he started fucking me hard, deep thrusts that drove me
Speaker 1: forward onto Lucian's cock. Every slam of his hips jolted
Speaker 1: me ass full, mouthful, body used from both ends. Lucian
Speaker 1: leaned down, voice hot and rough, fill her whilst she's
Speaker 1: dripping with me. They kept going, owning me completely. Lucian.
Speaker 1: I whimpered, desperate, aching, I want both of you now
Speaker 1: fuck me. Lucian loved it. He lay on his back
Speaker 1: on the bed. I straddled him, riding his cock. Then
Speaker 1: Alexander kneeled behind me on the bed, re entering my
Speaker 1: ass from behind. Lucian's fingers were locked into mine. I
Speaker 1: loved being the center of attention, and I couldn't get
Speaker 1: enough of their cocks. Alexander's thrusts turned frantic, the leash
Speaker 1: taut in his hand, pulling my head back, taking him deeper.
Speaker 1: His rhythm broke erratic, desperate hand gripping my hip hard
Speaker 1: enough to bruise. One final thrust buried to the hilt,
Speaker 1: and he came hot, thick, pulsing deep inside me, ropes
Speaker 1: flooding my ass, claiming every inch I cried out, body
Speaker 1: shaking from the feel of it. Alexander shuddered, hips jerking,
Speaker 1: emptying himself completely, stayed buried a moment, panting, Then he
Speaker 1: pulled out slow come leaking, warmed down my thighs. Lucian smiled, wicked, satisfied,
Speaker 1: good boy. Alexander laughed breathless. He kissed my lower back.
Speaker 1: Lucian turned me over, got on top. No more housemaster,
Speaker 1: just Lucian, my Lucian. He kissed me so affectionately as
Speaker 1: he always did before, all of this, hands roaming, touching, holding, loving.
Speaker 1: I melted into him, safe, adored, cherished. He made love
Speaker 1: to me, and he took his time. I savored it.
Speaker 1: Alexander cleaned his dick and came back to bed, watched
Speaker 1: us with longing. Lucian climaxed lay back. Then Alexander slid
Speaker 1: on top and made love to me. No power exchange,
Speaker 1: no games, no ego, just pure satisfaction and sweet affection.
Speaker 1: I couldn't get enough of either of them, two different
Speaker 1: flavors of my favorite addiction. Lucian gave us time to
Speaker 1: fuck to our heart's delight. He watched, stroking himself until
Speaker 1: he went half hard to the end, but me could
Speaker 1: have gone on and on and on. Honestly, it wasn't enough.
Speaker 1: I wanted more, but it was very satisfying. Then Lucian
Speaker 1: interrupted our lazy after fuck stacation. Get dressed, He said,
Speaker 1: gentle and sweet, let's go downstairs and enjoy the party.
Speaker 1: Alexander smiled, warm and easy. Sounds good. I stood, legs, shaky,
Speaker 1: skin still tingling, picked up the vinyl dress, slipped it
Speaker 1: back on fabric, clinging to sweatslick skin. Alexander helped with
Speaker 1: the zipper, fingers lingering just a second too long. Lucian
Speaker 1: watched with deep affection, then inched in on us. Gave
Speaker 1: me a long, wet, deep kiss, slow and possessive, tongue
Speaker 1: claiming every corner of my mouth. Then he patted Alexander
Speaker 1: on the back, a silent invitation. Alexander's mouth was on
Speaker 1: mine next, spreading it wide with that signature tongue. Fuck
Speaker 1: that always drove me absolutely crazy, deep, relentless, tasting like
Speaker 1: champagne and sin. From the corner of my eye, I
Speaker 1: watched Lucian's face up close, mouth open, tongue peeking out, hungry, waiting.
Speaker 1: Then I grabbed him and pulled him in to join
Speaker 1: the kiss, tongues sliding, hungry, tasting, sharing, devouring, lips caught, wet, open,
Speaker 1: gasping when we broke, breathless, lips swollen. All we really
Speaker 1: wanted was to go back in bed and just fuck.
Speaker 1: Lucian went across the room, grabbed Alexander's whip, cracked at
Speaker 1: mid air, and laughed like a devil, playfully downstairs. Let's
Speaker 1: go now, we burst out, laughing. It felt good. Then
Speaker 1: we walked out together lovers, Lucian on my left, Alexander
Speaker 1: on my right. The man cave door closed behind us
Speaker 1: a soft click. Downstairs, the party roared, music, pulsing bodies, moving,
Speaker 1: moans and laughter mixing in the air. Eyes turned as
Speaker 1: we descended, masked guests, silken leather, all watching the house
Speaker 1: master and his prize. Lucian leaned in, voice for my
Speaker 1: ears only, ready for the rest of the night. My
Speaker 1: smile was powered by adrenaline and lust. M Yes, I am.
Speaker 1: Lucian and Alexander took turns guiding me through rooms, hands
Speaker 1: on my waist, teasing touches. I danced, laughed, let strangers
Speaker 1: brush against me, felt alive, powerful, wanted. Lucian stopped the
Speaker 1: music with a single raised hand. The room quieted. He
Speaker 1: stepped forward, voice carrying, commanding the entire party Iron Veil's elite.
Speaker 1: Tonight we celebrate freedom. I invite you all to an
Speaker 1: event next month at the House of Cardinal Detail. Soon,
Speaker 1: but first, he turned to me, eyes dark, possessive, teasing.
Speaker 1: Step forward, Lady Raven. I did, heels clicking, vinyl gleaming.
Speaker 1: The room watched Lucian's hand on my lower back firm.
Speaker 1: It is my honor to introduce you to my Lady Raven.
Speaker 1: The house sub gasps first, then applause. I stood tall, smiled.
Speaker 1: All eyes were staring at me like I was either
Speaker 1: blessed or cursed. I felt a chill to the bone,
Speaker 1: and for a moment I had a chilling fear that
Speaker 1: Lucian might have gotten the wrong impression of me. He
Speaker 1: knows I like to fuck, but I hope he doesn't
Speaker 1: expect me to do what I just did with him
Speaker 1: and Alexander, with every one else at this party. Maybe
Speaker 1: Cale was right to be careful. The music started again,
Speaker 1: the party resumed wilder. Now A new man approached, blood,
Speaker 1: white hair, ice, blue eyes, mature and very handsome, striking
Speaker 1: a little scary with an icy sting. He moved like
Speaker 1: he owned the shadows. He stopped in front of Lucian
Speaker 1: nodded respectfully, house Master. I'm Nigel Lake. I'd like to
Speaker 1: invite you and Lady Raven to a small get together
Speaker 1: at my estate next week. Intimate exclusive. Lucian gave a dismissive,
Speaker 1: poker faced reply, will consider it. Nigel's eyes flicked to me,
Speaker 1: cold hungry. Then he was gone before the night ended.
Speaker 1: I slipped away to the powder room way across the house,
Speaker 1: down a quiet corridor. Footsteps behind me, I stopped a voice,
Speaker 1: familiar calling my name, Raven. I turned Michael Faust, no mask, eyes, steady, suit, impeccable.
Speaker 1: He stepped close, took my hand, this time kissed the
Speaker 1: inside of my wrist, slow, warm, lips lingering. Then he
Speaker 1: held both wrists tightly, passionately, thumbs brushing my pulse points.
Speaker 1: Lady Raven, he whispered, you look ravishing. Michael Faust is
Speaker 1: in this circle. So this is where the reference came from.
Speaker 1: Part of me felt less scared than before. The game
Speaker 1: he was playing was at least the devil I knew, polished, controlled,
Speaker 1: kissing my wrists like a lover instead of a stalker.
Speaker 1: But he had an impenetrable force field that my device
Speaker 1: couldn't hack. I couldn't overlook that. And now I still
Speaker 1: didn't know what I was getting myself into, but I
Speaker 1: still let myself want it. My pulse jumped fear anticipation.
Speaker 1: This just got interesting. He released me, smiled in that refined,
Speaker 1: controlled way of his. I'll be in touch, he murmured, low,
Speaker 1: promising like a secret he couldn't wait to share. Then
Speaker 1: he disappeared into the crowd. By the time I returned
Speaker 1: to the main area, the night was winding down, glasses emptied,
Speaker 1: conversations folding in on themselves. I found Lucian and Alexander,
Speaker 1: the night loosening its grip. The night ended, but something
Speaker 1: new had started. I said my goodbyes, hugs, cheek kisses,
Speaker 1: promises of next time. Then I slipped out, coat back on,
Speaker 1: hood up, heels clicking in the night hit the man
Speaker 1: hole lifted, the cover dropped down, boots splashing on the
Speaker 1: vein's floor, and there he was, cale leaning against the wall,
Speaker 1: but not steady, nervous, eyes wide breath, uneven, staring at
Speaker 1: me like he wanted to say everything and nothing at once,
Speaker 1: like he was starving. I stopped, laughed, surprised, relieved, waiting
Speaker 1: now Draven. He pushed off the wall, stepped close, too close,
Speaker 1: voice rough, the house sub My eyes widened, then rolled
Speaker 1: at the audacity of this man. You were a fly
Speaker 1: on the wall in stealth huh Cale, He stopped, looked down. Yes,
Speaker 1: I wanted to make sure you were safe. I was worried,
Speaker 1: but I saw and heard the whole thing. I looked down,
Speaker 1: crawling up my neck, but not shame, more like caught,
Speaker 1: of course. He saw stealth mode, the whole damn show
Speaker 1: me cuffed, leashed, begging, coming apart while Lucian and Alexander played.
Speaker 1: I met his eyes again, defiant but not insensitive, jealous, straven,
Speaker 1: his jaw tightened, eyes darker. Maybe the veins hummed around us,
Speaker 1: distant drips, low lanterns flickering. He stepped closer, close enough
Speaker 1: I felt his heat through the coat. You look incredible,
Speaker 1: he said, voice rough, but I hated watching them touch you.
Speaker 1: I stepped closer, placing my hand against his heart. I'm sorry.
Speaker 1: He reached out, fingers, brushing my coat lapel, then lower,
Speaker 1: tracing the edge of my breast where vinyl met skin close,
Speaker 1: almost touching my half exposed nipple. I couldn't look away,
Speaker 1: he admitted, even when I wanted to. He grabbed me suddenly, hard,
Speaker 1: hands on my breasts, pulling them out, squeezing under the coat,
Speaker 1: pinching my nipples, then down to my ass, gripping, pulling
Speaker 1: me against him, kissed me desperate, hungry teeth and tongue,
Speaker 1: lifted my skirt fingers, finding me wet ready, I unzipped
Speaker 1: him fast, guiding him in. He thrust deep, wild, matching
Speaker 1: my desire, fucking me like he'd been holding back for years.
Speaker 1: My legs wrapped around him, the veins echoing our gasps,
Speaker 1: no stopping this time. I clawed his back, moaned his name.
Speaker 1: He groaned my name, like our sex with salvation. Came together,
Speaker 1: me first, shaking, clenching around him him seconds later, deep inside,
Speaker 1: pulsing breath, hot against my neck. We stayed there, locked, panting, sweatslick.
Speaker 1: He kissed me soft, loving, held me close, then pulled
Speaker 1: out slow, zipped up, took my hand, Let's go home.
Speaker 1: He held me tight the whole way, hand under my coat,
Speaker 1: squeezing my ass, holding me close, lovingly we climbed up
Speaker 1: the legacy man hole outside the apartment building. He stopped
Speaker 1: at the entrance. He cupped my face and kissed me, fierce, claiming,
Speaker 1: and it felt like he was savoring the taste of me.
Speaker 1: I'll be around, he murmured against my lips. I smiled good,
Speaker 1: left shadows swallowing him. I watched a moment, then headed inside,
Speaker 1: unlocked the door, and froze. Orin was there, curled on
Speaker 1: the floor, back against the wall, bruised, lip split, blood
Speaker 1: dried on his shirt to eyes wide scared. He looked
Speaker 1: up when he saw me, voice shaking, raven. Then he broke, tears, sobs,
Speaker 1: collapsing forward. I dropped my coat, ran to him, held
Speaker 1: him tight. What happened? He clung to me. The group,
Speaker 1: It's not what I thought. The hurt people. I tried
Speaker 1: to leave and he couldn't finish. I held him, heart
Speaker 1: pounding the colt. Danger was real and the night wasn't over. Yeah,