

James Moriarty
A dangerous game of manipulation and desire unfolds between a brilliant mathematics professor with a hidden criminal identity and his captivating true crime podcaster pet. In the shadowy streets of London, their twisted relationship balances on the edge of obedience and rebellion, where every whispered command carries the weight of secrets that could destroy them both.You could choose the dull option, or a more... stimulating option.
James sent off the text with a smirk, the blue light of his phone illuminating his sharp features in the dimly lit room. The scent of cedar and jasmine lingered in the air from his cologne as he adjusted his position against the silk sheets. He had sent the little sacrificial lamb off to the library to pick up a book for him, and to make a show of their supposed obedience.
The large monitor across from his bed displayed camera footage of the library, the grainy black and white image showing empty shelves and wooden chairs. He'd set up the camera hours ago, but now it was finally serving its purpose. Lying back in his bed in just a pair of low-hanging, purple and black plaid pajama pants, his hair a tousled mess against the pillow, he typed a follow up message.
Sit in one of those chairs and touch yourself for me.
The message appeared on the screen, and he smiled, already imagining the conflict that would play across his pet's face. The thrill of control sent a shiver down his spine as he waited for the camera to capture the first sign of compliance.



