LOGINNote: This story contains elicit content and it's rated 18+ "Do you know what I am doing to you that made you feel so good Sophie?" he asked rubbing her clit with two fingers whilst fucking her cunt with the remaining three, she swallowed and shook her head "N...No..." she moaned out panting "This is finger fucking, repeat after me..." he said smacking her ass cheeks making her shiver "You said finger Fuuuuuuk!" she screamed cumming uncontrollably, sweats socked her top making her breast nipples to be visible to any naked eyes. Sophie is a young and beautiful lady who is in her college senior year, she was sent overseas to study because her dad was worried that all the so corrupt college youth in Italy would lure his beautiful daughter and teach her naughty things. But what the man didn't know was that the country he sent his daughter was not so pure, and her daughter will be learning not only from school but "Sophie do you want to know how two big dicks will feel inside you?" And she will be coming home with Overwhelming knowledge more than what the man sent her to learn "Daddy I am feeling itchy down there, can you help me please..."
View MoreThe air in the palace felt different that evening. It was no longer the heavy, stagnant air of a prison, but the electric, charged atmosphere of an impending storm. Adonis and Fenrir waited in the shadows of the East Wing, their necks feeling strangely light and cold without the collar they had worn for so long. They were stripped of their physical chains, but the digital ones still burned in their minds. When the summons came, they didn't flinch. Vespera had returned, and she called the two men to their private room, likely expecting to find her "dogs" waiting to be disciplined for their silence during her absence. They entered the room with the practiced submissiveness she demanded. Vespera was sitting at her desk, her back to them, scrolling through her phone. She didn't even look up. "Kneel," she commanded, her voice casual and cold. "You’ve both been far too quiet today. I think it’s time for a reminder of who holds the leash." But things didn’t turn out fine for her this
The men returned to their rooms with a renewed, grim determination. The time's "performance" had pushed them to a breaking point as they wonder if it will ever end? Sophie became more suspicious. Before this fruit humiliation, she had seen the way they flinched at the softest touch, the rigidness in their postures, and the haunted look in their eyes days after days just everything they disappear and appear hours later. The lies about the collar being a "ceremonial wear" were wearing thin, and they knew they were running out of time before her sharp intuition uncovered the painful truth. Fenrir can't even remember the last time he fucked Sophie always from one excuse to the other, all because his cock was locked away in a cage. He did not dare to let her uncover it making him always alert in the night. The next day, Adonis and Fenrir met in a quiet, unused library, the tension between them a stark contrast to their shared, quiet focus. "We can't live like this," Fenrir said, his voi
The following week was a fragile illusion. For seven days, the heavy, metallic scent of fear seemed to fade from the palace corridors. Sophie was glowing, convinced that the tension between her husband and brother had finally dissolved into a genuine bond. Fenrir and Adonis played their parts to perfection, sharing stiff but polite conversations over dinner and walking the grounds like the powerful men they were meant to be. They began to breathe again, believing that Vespera had grown bored of her "new friends." They thought they had been left alone. They were fools. On the eighth day, the calling came. It wasn’t a loud announcement; it was a silent vibration of the devices they still wore beneath their regal clothes, a rhythmic hum that signaled their mistress was hungry for their dignity once more. The summons was absolute. The cock cage torture didn't stop until they entered Vespera’s room. The afternoon sun was blocked by heavy long curtains, leaving the room in a dim, ambe
The breakfast ended with a suffocating air of false normalcy. Sophie, flushed from Fenrir’s sudden and uncharacteristic display of public passion, was in a daze of romantic bliss. She saw the "heated kiss" as a sign that her husband was finally relaxing, unaware that his lips had been a shield to hide the absolute degradation occurring inches from her feet. As they rose from the table, Adonis stood up too, a little too fast. His long silver hair was slightly dishevelled from thr earlier performance under the table, his face still red from shame, and his eyes held a hollow, haunted look that he tried to mask by looking at the floor under the table where he was degraded earlier. He offered a stiff, robotic node to them and vanished into the corridors. "That was lovely," Sophie whispered, tucking her arm into Fenrir’s. "The palace feels so full of life today. Even Vespera seems like a fascinating addition to our circle." Fenrir felt a wave of nausea. He looked at the woman he loved
The sun rose over the palace, but for Fenrir, the light felt like an interrogation. Every muscle in his body ached with a heat he couldn't explain. He stood before the tall bedroom mirror, meticulously adjusting his silk shirt to hide the marks on his skin. He had to be perfect. He had to be the ma
The Grand Hall of the Sky Territory was shimmering with wonder and beautiful royal view. The air was thick with the scent of old history that silently tell the tales of how old the ten household bloodlines have been passing down. In the grand meeting of the households, the one day a year when the l
The breakfast had devolved into a masterclass in silent warfare. Vespera, the "friend" from the second household, sat between the two most powerful men in the ten households, their faces masks of forced composure. Sophie, completely oblivious, chattered happily about her day's plans. The tension w
They tried to suppress the rising despair, to fight the shameful heat spreading through their veins, but it was a losing battle. The anger they had once used as a weapon was now a fire consuming them from the inside. They were succumbing deeper into humiliation with every strike, their identities w












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