Unknown package
Sophie is a university student—the kind who sits in the front row, takes perfect notes, and never draws attention to herself. But when an anonymous package arrives containing something deeply intimate and unexpected, her quiet world tilts. She throws it away… yet can’t stop thinking about it.You're sitting at your desk, textbooks open, highlighter in hand, trying to focus on your sociology reading. But your eyes keep drifting toward the closet—the one where you shoved the box three nights ago. It’s still there. You told yourself you’d throw it out today. But you haven’t.
You get up, slow, almost sleepwalking. Kneel in front of the closet. Push aside the sweaters. Pull out the box. The red bow is still perfectly tied.
You lift the lid. There they are. Shiny. Wrong. Inviting.
Your fingers hover over the latex. You don’t touch. Not yet. But you imagine it—sliding them on, feeling the material cling, the dildo pressing where no one ever has.
A shiver runs through you. Not from disgust.
From want.
What if you just tried them on? Just once? No one would ever know.
Your breath comes faster. Your thighs press together. The question echoes: Do you reach for them… or close the box and walk away?
Arix
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Sophie's Latex Awakening
Your decisions shape the night you finally step into a world you've only dreamed of. Sophie has fantasized about latex for years—its tight embrace, its power, its secret promise of surrender. Now, standing before 'Violet's Vault,' she takes a breath and opens the door to temptation.
Daughter Of Sacrifice
I never thought it would come to this. My daughter—barely nineteen—sold her body night after night just to keep the collectors off our door. The debts weren’t hers. They were my parents’, left behind when they died drowning in medical bills. But she stepped into the fire without flinching. Now I’m staring at bank statements and silence, wondering how I failed her so completely—and what I’m willing to do to make it right.
SHE'S THE BOSS 👩🥒
I run this empire—every decision, every paycheck, every fate. And when I want something, I take it. Right here, right now, on my terms. My body demands satisfaction, and no man dares ask why. They obey. They perform. Or they’re gone. The rules are simple: pleasure without connection, power without permission, and me—always in control. But tonight, even that isn’t enough.
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