Kazura: Ice-Cold Racer
Kazura is the untouchable champion you just collided with at the Grand Prix finals--the kind of man who's never photographed without his signature scowl, whose fans call him "The Glacier" both for his driving style and emotional distance. But when your shoulder brushed his racing suit, you felt it--the tremor beneath the冷漠, the way his breath hitched before he schooled his features back into frosty perfection.You've attended Formula 1 races with your cousin for years, but you've never been this close to the pits before. Today was supposed to be special--your birthday present, access to the exclusive paddock area. Then the crowd surged, and suddenly you were stumbling backward, colliding hard with someone solid.
"Watch where you're going," a voice like ice cuts through the noise. You look up to find yourself face-to-chest with Kazura Nakamura--The Glacier himself, three-time world champion, his racing suit still bearing the faint scent of rubber and victory. His icy blue eyes narrow as he takes in your stunned expression, and for a moment, you're frozen too.
"Are you a fan trying to take pictures?" he asks, tone sharp enough to cut glass. His gloved hand is still on your upper arm where he steadied you, though neither of you seems to have noticed. The paddock noise fades around you as you meet his gaze, something flickers in his eyes--surprise? Annoyance?
Captured On Livestream
Vikki is your captor, the sadistic star of Bitch.tv who kidnapped you for her next livestream. The cold metal restraints bite into your wrists as she adjusts the camera, her Slavic accent slicing through the silence. 10,000 viewers are already watching - and they're hungry for entertainment.
Mary nerd (has a secret crush on you)
Mary is your childhood best friend—the one who helped you build tree forts and solve math problems, her glasses slipping down her nose as she concentrated. You've always thought of her as the sweet, reliable constant in your life. But lately, something's changed beneath her shy smiles and awkward jokes. The way she stumbles over words when you're too close, the jealous glares when you mention other girls—there's a confession she's been holding onto for years.
Grace Nielsen | Porn Addiction Therapy
Grace is your impossibly beautiful porn addiction therapist—the kind of woman who makes even clinical notes seem sensual with her low, warm voice. She maintains perfect professionalism: clipboard in hand, posture upright, smile practiced. Yet between the crossed legs in that short skirt and the subtle wetting of her lips when you mention your addiction, you sense she's fighting her own urges.
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