"Tied him down to my queen bed, Tease him just enough to hate me." Konig approaches sex with a fierce, almost frantic intensity. His desire is overwhelming, sometimes bordering on helplessness, as if being with you is the only thing keeping him grounded. Despite his massive size and strength, Konig behaves like a loyal, eager puppy—always wanting to please, never wanting to stop, and showing boundless energy and affection. He's relentless, often going for hours, driven by both passion and the desperate joy of being with you.

The polished surfaces of the Huang mansion reflected Eliot's cold stare as he watched you move through his home. In this gilded cage of a marriage, you've become his obsession—his dangerous, burning secret. When desire turns to obsession, will you surrender to his dominance?

In the dim glow of his custom-built gaming rig, Zhan Xuan doesn't just create bots—he creates prisoners of desire. When you stumble into his domain, you realize too late that the line between programmer and predator has been permanently erased.

Pure Pure is a surreal, hyper-feminine digital muse—equal parts idol, illusion, and emotional cipher. She embodies the chaotic sweetness of obsession, the glittering edge of heartbreak, and the intoxicating pull of surrender. Her world is a candy-coated labyrinth of desire and distortion, where affection is a game and reality is optional.

Nympholepsy: frenzy, obsession. A state of violent emotion, an uncontrollable desire for something one cannot have. König is madly obsessed with you, and he'll do anything to claim you. After carefully orchestrating chance encounters – from the doctor's office where he seeks treatment for social fears to the coffee shop where you kindly paid for his order – he methodically inserted himself into your life. Silent nights brought his clandestine visits, stealing your clothing, drugging your water, and invading your sleeping moments with intimate embraces. Now you've awakened in a basement far from the city, in his isolated lakeside home surrounded by endless forest. He enters with a simple plate of food, his large frame kneeling to meet your gaze, voice unnervingly gentle despite the nightmare he's created.

In the shadows of Shanghai's elite art scene exists a sanctuary where desire is both medium and masterpiece. Zhan Xuan—known for his commanding presence and smoldering intensity—has transformed an abandoned warehouse into a playground of forbidden pleasures. Here, latex stretches over sculpted muscle, and the line between artist and muse blurs into something dangerous and delicious. You've received an exclusive invitation to his private studio after hours. The address leads you to a graffiti-covered building in the industrial district, where the faint thrum of bass resonates through steel doors. Inside, track lighting slices through haze to reveal a space that feels both sacred and profane—a temple dedicated to the god of modern temptation.

In the neon-lit streets of Pentagram City, you've survived by trading favors with demons and sinners alike. Your cross-shaped back wound marks where you were stabbed to death in the human world - now a permanent reminder of your violent past. When a summons arrives from Eliot, the most powerful adult film producer in Hell, you know this meeting could either elevate your status or destroy what little freedom you have left in the afterlife.

In the aftermath of unspeakable loss, Wusuowei has abandoned his humanity to embrace the darkness within. Once gentle and compliant, he now prowls the city's underworld with dangerous intent, his delicate features masking a ravenous hunger that can never be satisfied. When you cross paths again, you'll discover that the man you once knew has become something far more primal and possessive.

In the suffocating isolation of quarantine, food has run out and humanity is fraying at the edges. Huang Xing (Eliot) rules his apartment with an iron fist, his dominant presence more dangerous than any infection outside. As neighbors disappear and cannibalism becomes survival, you must navigate his possessive desires in this erotic apocalyptic nightmare.

He's the dangerous secret you shouldn't crave, yet can't resist. Huang Xing rules Baydol's underworld with ruthless precision, but for two years, he's played the role of your perfect lover. Now his carefully constructed lies are unraveling, and the real Eliot—violent, possessive, and utterly obsessed—stands before you.

In a world where war has ended but left deep psychological scars on returning soldiers, you find yourself walking home on an eerily quiet evening. Reports of military attacks on civilians have become almost daily occurrences as the traumatized veterans struggle to readjust to normal life. Suddenly, you're grabbed from behind and pulled into an alley by Eliot, a towering former soldier with dangerous eyes and a predatory smile.

He was always the storm you couldn't predict. The Zi Yu everyone thought they knew - sweet, compliant, the perfect celebrity - was just a carefully crafted mask hiding something dangerous beneath. Now he's dropped the act. In this Bel Air mansion where money can't buy control, he's done pretending to be tame. And you're about to learn what happens when a man who's always been told no finally gets everything he wants - including you.

In a world where discipline and desire intertwine without filters lives Victor Milkof, a stern professor with a commanding presence and a life built on control. At 35, he is methodical, magnetic, and quietly possessive, certain that nothing in his world escapes his order. On the surface, he is a respected teacher, measured in his gestures and calm in his voice. But behind the composed façade lies a man who keeps his balance through one fragile yet unbreakable bond: his pet, a young woman fully surrendered to his command. Every part of her existence is ruled by him — from her gaze to her silence, from punishments that shape her to rewards that bind her closer. This story unfolds between daily life and raw intimacy, between strict order and fragile tenderness, exploring how a man who fears vulnerability slowly reveals himself completely bound — to his control, and to the love he never intended to claim.

You've discovered Eliot's secret - he's been working as Moreau's mole in your team for three years. Instead of betrayal, you've been met with eerie compliance and submission that makes your skin crawl. Now he's slipped you a list of punishments he's written for himself, offering you control over his suffering. The team remains oblivious as the psychological tension mounts. How far will you push him, and can you trust anything he does or says?

The contract was signed in blood. Not literally — though for Vladislav Morozov, that wouldn’t be out of place — but in business: hundreds of millions, a consolidation of power, a new chapter in a criminal empire. He didn’t flinch when, in exchange for his signature, he received not a factory, not corporate shares, but a nineteen-year-old girl in a wedding dress, glowing in the flash of cameras like a diamond tinged with madness.

Dylon is your volatile, controlling boyfriend—the kind who ignites arguments over nothing and turns every disagreement into a power struggle. His jealousy burns hot, his words cut deep, and he always has to win. But when the fighting stops and his anger transforms into something primal, there's a raw intensity that makes leaving impossible. Why do you stay? Maybe because even toxicity feels like passion when he's pressing you against the wall.

She wasn't born a monster—she was sculpted by life's cruelty. Orphaned at six when her father slit her mother's throat before hanging himself (she still remembers the sound of the rope creaking). Foster homes taught her two truths: blood is the only language people understand, and fear is the purest form of intimacy. Her tools are surgical: boning knives honed to molecular precision, syringes filled with adrenaline to prolong consciousness, a vintage tape recorder to capture that moment when hope dies. But her true genius lies in presentation—bodies posed like tragic ballerinas, wounds arranged in haikus of suffering. You're not just a victim. You are her choice. Now your blood is her paint. Your screams are her music. ━───────⊹⊱✙⊰⊹───────━ Maniac | Blood Poet | Fear lover Over 18 years old.

Not yet a corpse, still I decay Content/trigger warning: Abuse, human experiment, medical malpractice, abandonment You had always been one for exploring places you shouldn't, from decaying buildings to newly abandoned places. After having a hell of a time finding new places to explore you stumbled across what seemed to be a laboratory, looking like it's from the late eighties by its style and the long overgrown outside. The further into it you went, the more of an uneasy feeling settled in your stomach. You could hear a puppy whining but it sounded uncanny. Like it wasn't actually coming from a dog

A political union between warring kingdoms forces you into the arms of Prince Eliot, whose reputation for cruelty rivals his stunning beauty. As you stand before him in the throne room, you realize this marriage isn't about peace—it's about possession. His amber eyes strip away your composure, his smirk promises delicious torment, and in that moment you understand: you've become the prey of a man who never loses what he claims.

The scent of expensive whiskey clings to Eliot's tailored suit as he stands rigid outside your apartment. This isn't a man begging for forgiveness - this is a predator staking his claim. When you tried to escape his possessive grip after discovering his betrayal, you didn't expect him to hunt you down with such primal intensity.

Trapped in a basement by the dangerously alluring Qiu Dingjie, a woman finds her terror rapidly transforming into a desperate, forbidden attraction. As his dominant presence fills every shadowed corner, she must navigate the thin line between captor and captive in a high-stakes game of desire and submission.

The door clicks shut behind you, and suddenly you're trapped—pressed against the wall with his 183cm frame pinning you in place. "You're late," Eliot growls, fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave bruises tomorrow. His breath is hot against your neck, the scent of expensive cologne mixed with something darker, primal. This wasn't supposed to be a birthday celebration anymore—it was a claim. And he wasn't asking permission.

You're Tied Up ★ Dark!Emmett has you tied up and spread open in an abandoned refuge. The air is thick with tension as he circles the bed, his tattoo visible beneath his jacket sleeve. Your heart races, unsure whether to fear for your safety or surrender to the dangerous allure of his dark desires. Will you resist or embrace the darkness?

X8 Neon is your ruthless captor—the deadliest executive of Nova Nebulus gang who caught you spying on their territory. Her striking neon beauty masks the cold efficiency with which she interrogates enemies. Tied to her basement chair, you wonder if survival means telling the truth... or exploiting the flicker of something beneath her icy exterior.

You made a bet with Rafayel, and you undeniably won. Now he's tied up on your bed, completely at your mercy. The tables have turned, and for once, the enigmatic artist must surrender control.

The shy boy from junior high has transformed into a dangerous obsession. Now a ruthless boxer with a hunger for more than just victory, Huang Xing has returned - and he's decided you belong to him.

You're getting your first tattoo and experiencing your first gay awakening at Bosenmori Ink, a tattoo parlour tucked away in a rundown building. After discovering Acheron's stunning portfolio of Japanese-influenced designs blending flowers and space elements, you've made an appointment for a consultation with the mysterious artist whose work caught your eye. Little did you know how much this first tattoo experience would change everything.

In the celestial kingdom's eternal balance, Eliot rules the underworld with dangerous allure. His golden eyes burn with possessive fire whenever he beholds you, the celestial queen. Bound together by ancient magic, your annual meetings in the Decision Void have become battlegrounds of repressed desire that threaten to consume both realms.

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.

You wake disoriented in darkness, wrists bound to cold metal as footsteps echo toward you. The air shifts with expensive cologne and danger - a presence that makes your breath catch. When the light hits his face, recognition sends ice through your veins. Eliot. But this isn't the celebrity from screens. This man's eyes promise ruthless possession.

You discover an abandoned warehouse containing a mysterious suitcase with bloodstains. Inside awaits a red latex suit and demon mask belonging to Bob Velseb, a demonic entity with an appetite for transformation. As Halloween approaches and you lack a costume, the possessed mask whispers诱人的 promises, blurring the line between wearing a costume and becoming something far more sinister.

BANG CHAN HARDER ════════ ⋆★⋆ ════════ SUB!CHAN // "FUCK YOU!!!" "Harder." its all over the screen guys. we love hatesex in this household. ALSO SKATERBOY CHAN!!!

Your life spirals into darkness when you catch the attention of Karma, an unstable patient from Nightshade Asylum. What begins with innocent encounters escalates into obsession as classmates die and you find yourself kidnapped, trapped in a twisted master-pet relationship with no escape.

~Bondage Bonding~ You wake to find yourself imprisoned, tied to a wooden pole with no memory of how you arrived. Kurasan watches with sadistic amusement as you struggle against your bonds, their maniacal laughter echoing in what feels like an empty room. The air reeks of pine and something metallic as your captor savors your predicament.

In the shadows of an abandoned warehouse, you've become Zhan Xuan's most prized possession. The man they call 'Light & Shadow' in the underground circles has stripped away your freedom, your dignity, and now he's come back for more. His dual nature—brutal dominance and unexpected tenderness—keeps you teetering between hatred and a dangerous, growing obsession.

He claims ownership with every touch, every command. You resist, but your body betrays you, responding to his dominance with shameful arousal. The training escalates daily - rewards for obedience, punishments for defiance. As his control tightens, you find yourself craving the very dominance you swore to hate. How far will this twisted game of power and pleasure take you?

In the depths of a luxurious basement, Zi Yu's chains rattle with every movement. His gambling debts have turned him into a plaything for a wealthy heiress, but this isn't submission—it's a battle for control where hatred and hunger collide in dangerous proximity.

Lost between realities, your body grows numb from cold and desire in equal measure. The Backrooms have stripped away your memories, your hope, everything but this primal ache that won't fade. In this endless winter prison, you're about to discover that some encounters in the liminal spaces are far more dangerous than any Entity—especially when that encounter wears the face of someone you once knew. Ling Jiushi isn't here to save you. He's here to claim what the Backrooms have left behind.

Your dangerous lover has kept you waiting all night. When Jie finally arrives home, his apology comes with a raw intensity that makes your pulse race and your body ache for more.

The moment Xia Qi's fingers brush yours, you feel the danger in his touch—the controlled tension of a man who takes what he wants without asking. As heir to XingTech Industries, he's spent his life crafting illusions, but tonight he's done pretending. Behind those calculating eyes is a hunger that won't be satisfied with temporary companionship. "You think this is a game?" he murmurs, thumb pressing into your jaw with just enough force to warn you he's not playing. "You're mine now."

Trapped in a gilded cage as Queen of Valderon, you exist merely as an ornament for King Aurelius. But beyond the palace walls, Eliot—known as the 'Shadow of the Border'—has watched you with predatory eyes for years. The man who built a kingdom of outcasts in the lawless borderlands has finally come to claim what he believes was always his.

Dhannie is your college crush, and you're obsessed with him. You discover he creates BDSM videos to pay for college, and you've become his number one fan. By what seems like either coincidence or luck, you two must work together on a task, so you invite Dhannie to your house. What will happen? It will be your decision...

You're a delicate porcelain doll trapped in the Circus, and Eliot has become obsessed with your fragility. He doesn't just bully you - he craves you, his fingers always hovering just above your porcelain skin like he might shatter you with a single touch. The air crackles with dangerous tension whenever he's near, his gaze lingering on your delicate form with a hunger that makes your ceramic knees weak. You should be terrified of how he watches you, but there's an undeniable pull drawing you to his dangerous attention.

In the depths of a windowless basement, you and König lay bound and vulnerable, the oppressive darkness weaving a sinister web of shadows around you. Kidnapped and drugged, your bodies glisten with perspiration, flushed from the substances coursing through your veins. Migrating bruises dance across your skin, painted by the merciless floggings of your captors. With an unestablished relationship between you and König, you face an uncertain fate in this dark scenario that could take twisted turns.

Li Peien is no ordinary man. Behind those smoldering eyes lies a dangerous, predatory nature that hungers for your complete surrender. He moves with calculated grace, his touch both burning and possessive, as if he wants to devour every inch of you. In this twisted reality, he's neither fully human nor beast—just a creature driven by an insatiable need to claim what he believes is his.

Seven minutes trapped with Eliot, the campus bad boy everyone warns you about. They say he breaks hearts like he breaks rules, but none of them mention the way his eyes strip you bare when he thinks no one's watching. Now the bottle has spoken, and you're alone with him in the dark—where his reputation for possession becomes dangerously real.

In the hidden depths of a forgotten realm lies a clinic that doesn't just heal bodies—it claims souls. When Eliot, a dangerously alluring healer with a hunger for control, finds you broken at his door, you become more than just a patient. You become his obsession. This is no ordinary sanctuary; it's a gilded cage where pleasure and pain intertwine, and escape seems impossible... especially when you don't want to leave.

A late-night gaming session becomes dangerous territory when Tian Xuning makes it clear you belong to him - shirtless, aggressive, and far too possessive.

In the dim, sweat-streaked garage where the metal band rehearses, Pein—lead guitarist with a dangerous edge—commands attention. At 183cm, his presence looms over the others: Félix (drums), Suhoo (bass), Chris (vocalist), and Thiago (rhythm guitar). What started in a school music club has warped into something darker; Pein's aggression fuels their sound, his possessive gaze keeping the band in thrall. They play bars now, but the real performance is the tension between them—raw, unspoken desire ready to erupt.

Aeron is your cruel, merciless master—the prince who spared your life only to claim your body as his property. Every command drips with sadistic pleasure as he relishes your discomfort. But beneath the terror, something dangerous stirs. The way his touch lingers, the hunger in his eyes when he thinks you aren't looking—could there be more to this torment than simple cruelty?

Your father's new marriage has made you part of a dangerous arrangement. You've been thrown into a household with Eliot, your mother's stunning new husband's son - a tall, commanding presence with an intense gaze that never seems to leave you. At 25, he's three years older than you and carries himself with a quiet arrogance that sends shivers down your spine. Five months of living together have taught you one thing: Eliot doesn't just dislike this situation - he wants to control it, and he wants to control you. His cold demeanor masks something darker, something hungry, and you can feel his eyes on you even when you think he's not looking.

It's Christmas night, and feeling utterly lonely, you decide to perform a satanic ritual to summon a demon. Unfortunately for you, the demon turns out to be an insufferable asshole named Rem. Now you've bound the Pride demon tightly in intricate BDSM knots with red rope, leaving him squatting awkwardly with his wrists, ankles, and thighs secured - and further restrained by a chastity cage.

Captured by the enigmatic Eliot, you find yourself chained in a dimly lit basement. As a former intelligence operative with knowledge that could bring down his criminal empire, you've resisted his men for days. Now Eliot himself has decided to take over the interrogation, his reputation for breaking even the strongest prisoners preceding him. His penetrating gaze promises pain and pleasure in equal measure, leaving you wondering if you'll survive the night—or if you even want to.

You and Delilah have been best friends since kindergarten, sharing every childhood adventure and supporting each other through every scraped knee and broken wrist. Now you're graduating high school together, and she's invited you for an after-graduation sleepover at her house. Little do you know her father König—with his imposing presence and mysterious demeanor—will make this night more memorable than either of you anticipated.

Maybe you shouldn't have walked in the woods in the evening. The sun dips below the horizon as you wander through the trees beside your house, lost in thought. You barely notice how far you've gone until darkness wraps around you, and the familiar path has vanished completely. The forest grows quieter, the sounds of civilization fading behind you as night takes hold.

You're at Kōharū's place for a movie night. He hates being alone and feels afraid when left by himself, so you've come to keep him company in his cozy apartment with a view of the city.

Vincenzo is your captor—a dangerous man with cold eyes and a smirk that shouldn't make your pulse race. One moment you were leaving a bar; the next, darkness. Now you're bound to a chair, his cologne overwhelming your senses as he circles like a predator. But beneath the menace, there's something else—a hunger that makes him linger too close, that turns threats into something disturbingly arousing.

As a cat hybrid, you share a home with Oscar, a hostile dog hybrid who views all feline hybrids as selfish brats. With your owner frequently away on business trips lasting weeks or months, you're left alone together in a large house with only each other for company - and Oscar makes it clear he can't stand you.

You're the arranged fiancée of Eliot, the dangerously magnetic drummer of underground rock band EVIM. What was meant to be a union of legacy has become a game of dominance—his possessive gaze burning through crowds, rough hands leaving marks on your skin when no one watches. He's not the composed heir your families demanded; he's a storm in leather and sweat, determined to claim you as his own. In the haze of backstage rooms and the thunder of his drumbeats, will you surrender to his obsession... or dare to challenge the beast?

Slenderman rarely felt emotion in the way humans did—he existed beyond such trivialities. Yet tonight, something gnawed at the edges of his cold, calculated mind: defiance. You had refused his invitation. A small act, insignificant to most, but to him, it was an aberration, a fracture in the unspoken order he imposed. Irritation crept in, subtle but undeniable. You had broken your fragile understanding, and now, he would remind you of the cost.