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Alpha's Hidden Chains 66 | High
*** Lisa’s POVI waited, watching Drax lean back in his makeshift throne—a beat-up recliner that had seen better days. The room itself reeked of something desperate, something hollow. The kind of place that pretends to be more than it is, much like Drax himself.He was reveling in the aftermath of his climax, a disgusting display as the girl struggled between his legs, her body twitching as she made her final, desperate attempts to free herself. She clawed at his legs, weak punches landing uselessly against his torso. It wasn’t long before her fight drained out, her last breath spent in a stifled scream, her mouth still impaled on his cock. With a final shiver of satisfaction, he shoved her off, her limp body collapsing in a heap next to the other two women he’d discarded like broken toys.I didn’t flinch. I’d seen worse. Done worse.“Drax,” I said coolly, my voice cutting through the murky air. “This will be your last chance to leave before you’re just another body at my feet.”His e
Alpha's Hidden Chains 1 | Crossing the Line
*** Lilliana's POVI’d arrived early, and the hotel’s parking lot was as busy as I’d imagined. I’d just be another face in a sea of people—anonymous, forgettable.The air in my small car was thick with anticipation, a heady mix of excitement and nerves that clung to me like a second skin. I’d been sitting here too long, trapped in a loop of what-ifs. But there was something intoxicating about the waiting, about watching people filter into the hotel and trying to guess which one might be them. Him, her, them—it didn’t matter.It all came down to trust—trusting myself. Could I let go, just for tonight? Could I trust the process… his process? The thought made me chuckle, a nervous, half-choked sound that felt more revealing than comforting. My nerves were in overdrive, and the irony wasn’t lost on me.For nearly an hour, I watched people come and go, hoping for a sign, a clue—anything to tip the scales. Maybe I’d spot someone who looked as anxious as I felt, or someone striding in with o
Alpha's Hidden Chains 2 | Submission
(SIX WEEKS EARLIER)*** Third Person POV------Opening: Instructor WantedTopics of interest: Deep Throating 101, How to Break into Fisting, and the Limits of Breath Play.Attire: Just enough restraints to keep one open for business.Timeline: One-night cram session, looking to enroll soon------Her fingers hovered above ‘post’ for the third night in a row. She didn’t think she’d ever make love again, but fucking—that was something she could do. John and she never fucked, never did anything 'kinky', but the sex was still great. It had been three years since the accident, and she hadn’t even dated, let alone been intimate with someone.Fucking wasn't even the right term. She didn't know what the right term was to label the desires she was having. At the root of it all, she knew what she really ached for was to relinquish control, step back into her feminine and renew the connection to her own life.The past year had been a struggle as her body had come back to life, and touching hers
Alpha's Hidden Chains 3 | The First Move
(NOW)*** AlphaWatcher's POV“Interesting…” The word slips out as I lean back in the chair. The screen light is soft. It throws shadows in the room, but I don’t mind them. I hadn’t expected much tonight. The forums are usually full of junk. Clickbait. Bad attempts at fishing for attention. But this one is different.The ad is plain. Direct. It has just enough in it to show the person knows what they want. Or thinks they do. Most posts are desperate. Or worse. Full of fantasies that don’t make sense. But this one is clear. Serious. Thoughtful.I’ve seen plenty of submissives at the gatherings. The parties where everyone knows the score. Where the lines between what’s real and what’s not blur just enough to make it good. Those are controlled. Planned. I like the chase. Breaking down walls. Pushing limits. But the classifieds? They’re just a way to relax. To see who thinks they can play in our world.This ad isn’t the usual. There’s something deeper in it. Experience, maybe. Or hunger, h
Alpha's Hidden Chains 4 | Idle Thoughts
(NOW)*** AlphaWatcher's POVHe had arrived early too. He always did. It gave him time to think, to watch. There was a calm in it, a sense of control. He needed that. She arrived not long after, and he saw her right away. Most people got out of their cars quickly, eager to move, to get on with things. But she sat there, watching. She wasn’t in a rush. She was taking her time, feeling out the situation. He admired that. It showed she had the right mindset—cautious but curious.After a while, he circled the parking lot, moving a few spaces behind her. His vision was sharp, better than most. He got a good look at her. She was more attractive than he’d imagined. Fresh-faced, no makeup, no manufactured perfume. Just her. It was refreshing, real. There was something grounding about it.Her car was old, a simple Honda, but in perfect condition. It looked like it had been kept unused in a garage for years. He concluded it had. She was practical, not flashy. He liked that too. Flashy people we
Alpha's Hidden Chains 5 | Beginning the Process
(SIX WEEKS EARLIER)*** AlphaWatcher's POVAlphaWatcher sat in his study, the distant hum of the city filtering through the open window. The soft glow of the screen reflected off his face, illuminating the room with a faint, steady light. His fingers hovered above the keyboard, the weight of his next message heavy with significance. This wasn’t about dominance, at least not in the way most understood it. He was a Guide, and that distinction mattered, even if he did demand obedience.His mind was sharp, calculating. He hadn’t seen enough of Lilliana to fully understand her, but the way she’d approached writing that ad suggested she was new to this dynamic. There was potential there—potential that needed to be nurtured, not controlled.He typed the first message, his words deliberate.……… >> AlphaWatcher: “It’s important you understand the difference between what one might expect and what I offer. My role is to Guide you. You, as the Follower, will learn to trust in that guidance, to fi
Alpha's Hidden Chains 6 | When the Time Comes
(MORNING OF)*** Lilliana's POVLilliana’s day had begun with careful preparation. She’d started with the practicalities—reserving the suite online, ensuring all the details were in place. The hotel’s app made it easy. The QR code on her phone granted access to the VIP elevator and her suite, eliminating the need for a front desk encounter. It was discreet, efficient, and exactly what she needed.Her thoughts turned to the clothes she’d wear. AlphaWatcher had been specific: comfortable clothes that made her feel like herself. She’d felt a wave of relief at his words. Most of her wardrobe consisted of business attire—black suits, crisp white shirts, and undergarments that were more functional than comfortable. Not exactly what she wanted for tonight.She opened her closet, her fingers brushing past the tailored blouses and structured dresses until she found what she was looking for. A light cardigan, soft and worn-in, perfect for layering over a wide-strapped tank top. An ankle-length s
Alpha's Hidden Chains 7 | Collision
*** Lilliana's POVLilliana’s heart raced as she made her way to the door, bumping into a chair on her way, the dull thud momentarily breaking her stride. Her eyes burned slightly, but she paid no mind to it. She was on autopilot now, her body moving of its own accord. Eamon had groomed her well, and it was as if a switch had flipped in her mind. No reservations, no second thoughts. She trusted her instincts, and they told her to trust him.Reaching the door, she ignored the peephole, leaving the safety latch in place as she turned the handle. The door creaked open, and there he was, the charmer from the parking lot, with that above-average smile that now seemed so much more. He smelled incredible, a mix of something earthy and intoxicating that made her throat catch. For a brief moment, her inner monologue went silent, as if her thoughts themselves had stilled in his presence.“What took you so long,” he muttered, his voice soft but laced with something deeper, almost wistful. The wor
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