A Daughter’s Milk and Pleasure
The steady rhythmic hum of the milking machine filled the room, its gentle pulsations sending waves of pleasure through Sarah’s body.


The steady rhythmic hum of the milking machine filled the room, its gentle pulsations sending waves of pleasure through Sarah’s body.



The front door clicked shut behind me as I stepped into the familiar chaos of my home.



My sari was tangled around my ankles as I stumbled backward, heart pounding against my ribs like a trapped bird.



Mattias wiped the sweat from his brow as he finished hammering the last nail into the deck. His muscles burned after hours of work in the heat.



My fingers trembled as I tied the final knot around my wrists.



Miah had been working at St. Claire’s Medical Practice for three months now, and she still couldn’t believe how lucky she’d been to land the position.



Tifa adjusted her uniform skirt as she stepped off the elevator, her heart pounding with nervous excitement.



The heavy wooden door swung open, revealing four men standing in the doorway. Kavita smiled, her crimson lips parting to show perfect white teeth.



I’m standing in front of the full-length mirror in our hotel room, adjusting the straps of my new lingerie.



The forest swallowed her whole.



My apartment smelled like sweat and desperation tonight.



The amber liquid from Monica’s glass swirled as she tilted it, the ice cubes clinking against the sides.



Aiden fidgeted nervously in his seat as the plane took off, his heart pounding in his chest.



I’ve only been working at Kalahari Corporation for a few weeks, and already I feel like I’m in over my head.



I’ve always had a thing for pregnant women.



It was a sweltering summer day, and the heat was suffocating. I needed to get out of my apartment, to feel the breeze on my skin and clear my head.



Abi stepped out of the taxi, her stilettos clicking against the pavement.



Tarun was a man of refined tastes and even more refined vices.



Rohan’s heart raced as he crept down the hallway, the dim light from the streetlamp outside casting long shadows across the wall.



Brittany and her best friend, Jenna, had been looking forward to this house sitting gig for weeks.
