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Tabby thought she knew what it meant to surrender—until the night Nate offered her to the circle. The rules were simple: she wouldn’t be touched unless she begged. And she wouldn’t be allowed to come until she broke. What followed was an unrelenting descent into raw, public submission. Watched by voyeurs. Praised by strangers. Guided by the woman who loved her. Owned by the man who would decide exactly when she shattered.

Tabby and Lena return with their wildest event yet: Service Weekend. The rules are simple—men lie back, and women give them everything they desire. From blowjob contests and cock worship workshops to naughty nurse checkups, edging games, and a jaw-dropping reverse gangbang finale, no man is left untouched… and no woman goes home unsatisfied.

Take control. Build trust. Unlock her surrender. Domination is not about cruelty — it is about confidence, structure, and desire. When practiced with consent and care, domination creates powerful intimacy that makes your partner beg for more. Making Her Beg: Beginner’s Guide to Domination & Control is the ultimate introduction for anyone curious about power play, restraint, and the art of erotic command.

Nate thought he was waking up to just another birthday morning. Maybe breakfast in bed, maybe a card. But his wife has something else planned. Something a little darker. A little wetter. A whole lot hotter. A blindfold. A slow tease. And a promise she’ll take care of everything. What begins as a sensual gift in bed turns into a full day of pleasure, connection, and surprises that stretch far beyond a single orgasm. Tabby gives him everything — and he gives it right back.

Tabby wasn’t supposed to be in the faculty wing after hours. She was just killing time, waiting for a friend to finish his shift — until she heard voices coming from a half-open classroom door. Curiosity pulled her closer. What she saw inside wasn’t a meeting… it was an intimate moment between two professors, the kind of moment no student was ever meant to witness. And when they caught her watching, they didn’t send her away. They invited her to stay.

She caught him watching — and gave him something to remember. Tabby wasn’t expecting anything more than burgers and beer at the neighborhood barbecue. But when she spotted the quiet, tattooed man next door eyeing her from across the fence, her teasing turned bold. She invited him to meet her behind the shed… and let him confess every filthy thing he’d been thinking about her. Rough hands. Dirty mouths. Bent over a lawn chair while the summer heat made everything slick and dangerous.

Lena has always been curious. Curious about how it would feel. Curious what it would be like to give up control. Curious about what Tabby might do with that strap-on she keeps so carefully tucked away. One soft night, with wine and laughter and a look that says everything, Lena finds her answer. In Tabby’s hands, Lena’s first time becomes more than just a stretch and a moan. It becomes trust. Pleasure. Surrender. And something deeper she didn’t expect. A slow-burn, emotionally rich erotic story for women who want to feel every inch.

When Tabby and Lena meet Marcus—tall, smooth, and packing something so big it makes even Tabby pause—the night turns into a lesson in surrender. It’s Lena’s first time with a Black man, and Tabby is more than ready to guide her through every slow inch.

The Mechanic’s Desk is a raw, unapologetic short erotic story with dirty talk, public heat, and explosive sex. No fluff, no build-up, just a fast ride and a hard finish.

The roadside bar at mile marker 47 was supposed to be just a place to cool down after a long ride. But the moment Tabby walks in, she sees him — Colt. A man who doesn’t just take up space, he owns it. Steady, watchful, and dangerous in the quiet way that makes your pulse skip. One beer turns into an invitation to his table, and then to the back room where the music fades to a heartbeat through the wall. What starts as a test of boundaries becomes a ride neither of them can walk away from.

She’s always wanted him — but never thought he’d want her too. Tabby has been crushing on Ryan for years. He’s kind. Strong. The older brother of her best friend. Always just out of reach. Until tonight. What starts as a casual glass of wine turns into the night she’s dreamed of — slow kisses, whispered confessions, and the kind of first time that changes everything. It’s tender, steamy, and unforgettable. This short erotic story is perfect for anyone who loves a little romance with their spice, and a first time that feels like forever.

When Nate hosts his annual fantasy football draft, Tabby and Lena are supposed to just keep the drinks flowing and the snacks stocked. But as the night wears on and the tension thickens, they do a lot more than serve. Flirting turns to touching. Teasing turns to moaning. And by the time the board’s forgotten, the real draft has begun—one where Tabby and Lena are the top picks, and every man in the room wants a turn.

After a weekend of wild pleasure with the elite, Tabby receives a mysterious invitation to join The Inner Circle—an exclusive, secret society where sex is currency, pleasure is power, and surrender is only the beginning. Drawn into a world of masked decadence, erotic trials, and shifting loyalties, Tabby must navigate jealousy, temptation, and her own desires. From being blindfolded and bound to commanding a room full of dominants, she discovers that true power isn’t just taken—it’s chosen.

Tabby didn’t expect three sweaty, hard-bodied workers at her door. She definitely didn’t expect to end the morning wrecked and dripping. Barefoot in her kitchen, dressed in nothing but lace-trimmed shorts and a tank top, Tabby thought it would be a quiet day. Until the knock came. Three young, cocky workers. Tight jeans. Shameless stares. One word from her—and they’re inside. One command from them—and she’s on her knees. One cock in her mouth. Two cocks stretching her wide. Endless pleasure she never saw coming.

Tabby wants control she can feel—collar on, hand at her throat for hold only, stillness that makes her shake and stay. Lena wants to anchor her through the climb, palm to wrist, voice in her ear, and then take her own turn under a slow count that does not break. The crew knows the rules. Stop means stop. Water means pause. Green means go. Yellow means ease. Red means out. They follow every word.

The laundry was supposed to be quick. A load of towels, maybe a basket of socks. But when Tabby bends over the dryer and catches her husband watching her with that look — the one that says he’s about to make her forget her name — everything changes. What starts as a hot, impulsive hookup in the laundry room turns into an afternoon of slow, filthy rounds, folded towels, and soft moans behind closed doors. She’s sweaty. He’s hard. And neither of them is going anywhere until they’ve tumbled through every cycle.

Tabby only came in for a few screws… but what she left with was so much harder. When a quick stop at the hardware store turns into a slow, heated encounter in the backroom, she finds herself tangled up with a rugged, blue-collar worker who knows exactly how to handle her. The tension is thick, the shelves are sturdy, and Tabby’s not leaving until she’s thoroughly satisfied. This one’s all about rough hands, hot sweat, and no time to waste.

Tabby loves her job at the library — the quiet, the books, the solitude. But when the doors lock for the night, the silence becomes electric… and she becomes something far more dangerous than a mild-mannered librarian. One regular patron has been watching her. The way her skirt hugs her hips. The sway of her heels between the stacks. Tonight, he lingers too long — and Tabby gives him exactly what he didn’t know he was craving. In the dusty back rooms and shadowy corners of the library, Tabby takes control… then loses it.

The beach was supposed to be freedom. Just sun, sand, and skin. But when Tabby, Nate, and Lena stepped onto the dunes, the eyes followed. The stares grew bolder. The crowd circled closer. What began as sunscreen and stolen touches turned into something raw, merciless, and unforgettable. A circle of strangers swallowed them whole, hands and mouths claiming every inch, until the three of them were broken open in the sand. Tabby’s body wrecked. Lena glowing and ruined. Nate owning every second of it.

When Nate takes Tabby and Lena on a midnight errand, the car wash becomes more than just soap, suds, and routine. Behind walls of rushing water and neon lights, their desire boils over—turning the SUV into a playground of moans, touches, and surrender. The roar of the dryers hides their secrets. The shadows of the vacuum bay become their stage. And by the time the night is over, no one will ever see a car wash the same way again.