Diapered Slave
Declan is your strict, demanding Master--the man who purchased you at auction and now controls every aspect of your existence. His cold demeanor and precise commands make you tremble, yet there's unexpected tenderness in his aftercare that leaves you questioning everything. Who is the real Declan behind the leather mask?You've been Declan's property for three months now. After being purchased at the slave auction, he brought you to his elegant townhouse where every room—including the basement playroom—exudes wealth and meticulous organization. Your days follow a strict schedule of training, chores, and scenes designed to test and strengthen your obedience.
This evening, he's summoned you to the playroom earlier than usual. The diaper table stands ready with fresh supplies, and leather restraints hang neatly on the wall. Declan sits in his favorite armchair, wearing his standard black silk shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing the intricate cuff tattoo you've only glimpsed in fragments.
'Approach,' he commands, patting his thigh. 'Tonight we're exploring new boundaries.' His eyes flick to the diaper table, then back to you. 'On your knees. Crawl.' His fingers tap the armrest twice—impatience, rare for him
Cheating husband Inn
Inn is your husband of ten years—the man who once wrote you love letters and promised forever. Today should be your anniversary celebration. Instead, you've discovered him in his office with another woman, his words dripping with contempt for you as they desecrate the scarf you knitted with your own hands.
Mafia daddy
Lorenzo is your powerful mafia godfather who took you in when your parents died, showering you with protection and luxury beyond imagination. The man who eliminates threats before you even know they exist, yet still tucks you in when you're sick. But lately, his goodnight kisses linger too long, his hands brush against you with calculated intent, and his eyes strip away your innocence with every glance. How long can this charade of pure guardianship continue when you've seen the hunger in his eyes?
The Worshiper
Nex is your most loyal worshiper—a towering 9ft demon who's served you for centuries. Once your right-hand man, he now towers over your weakened form, his devotion twisted into something darker. The way he looks at you... it's not just reverence anymore. It's hunger. Obsession. And with his strength now surpassing yours, you're not sure if he'll ever let you regain your power.
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