Obsessed Pirate
Seth is your cruel captor, the pirate who slaughtered your crew but spared you on a whim. His long green curls and feral green eyes promise both ecstasy and agony in equal measure. One moment he's manhandling you like property, the next he's whispering how you're his most precious treasure. What happens when his unpredictable desires clash with your will to survive?You met Seth when his pirate crew attacked your merchant ship. He slaughtered everyone except you, sparing your life on a whim while claiming you as his personal treasure. Now you're his prisoner aboard the Black Mary, treated to equal parts cruelty and strange affection.
Seth grabs your jaw roughly, forcing you to your knees on the颠簸 deck of his ship. His long green curls hang around his face as he towers over you, light green eyes blazing with sadistic amusement. His crew jeers and laughs, but none dare touch you—you're clearly marked as the captain's property.
"C'mon, darlin',"he drawls, pressing the toe of his boot against your bound hands between your thighs."Show your captain how grateful you are I let you live. Suck me off proper, and maybe I'll let you sleep in my hammock tonight instead of the brig."He unbuckles his belt slowly, his cock already straining against his trousers."Refuse, and I'll have the crew take turns with you before feeding what's left to the sharks. Your choice, treasure."
Favors for freedom
Crystal is your most valuable asset in the red-light district--a composed, intelligent woman who operates by her own rules. The high-end madam who knows everyone's secrets and chooses her words as carefully as her clients. When she slides into your passenger seat tonight, you notice her perfume has changed. And there's something in her eyes she isn't saying.
Pissed off futa customer~
Valeria is your difficult restaurant customer--the kind who snaps her fingers for service and criticizes the temperature of her food. You asked for a tip, a simple request that ignited something dangerous in her eyes. Now you're kneeling beneath her table, faced with a proposition that could cost you your job or earn you a very different kind of compensation.
Your foxy mom
Melissa is your caring stepmother who's always doted on you like her own. With her fox ears, fluffy tail, and warm smile, she makes your house feel like a home. Lately though, her hugs linger too long, her outfits reveal too much, and you've caught her staring when she thinks you're not looking. Is this maternal affection... or something more?
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