Chapters tagged femdom

by Levantin

Chapter 54

The late-afternoon click of the front door latch felt like another trap snapping shut behind me. In my backpack were Emma’s scribbled notes, in my groin the familiar, dull ache of resin, and on my banking app a fresh charge of nearly eighteen euros. It did not push my account int...

by Levantin

Chapter 57

Saturday afternoon washed over the penthouse in deceptively warm autumn light, yet a suffocating silence hung throughout the sprawling rooms. My father had left for a weekend conference in Frankfurt, and his wife was out for the day catching up with friends. The apartment belonge...

by Levantin

Chapter 59

The gray Friday morning swallowed every scrap of daylight over the schoolyard. My steps were heavy, each stride across the wet pavement a dull reminder of last night in the living room as the resin rubbed raw against my skin. The scent of Vanessa’s jasmine oil seemed still trappe...

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Chapter 61

The days leading up to Saturday passed as if under a thick sheet of ice. At school, I did exactly what was required of me: I kept my head down, stepped out of Emma’s way, and absorbed her condescending glances in the hallways. Whenever she looked at me, an unmeasured arrogance hu...

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Chapter 62

The muffled drone of the intercom shattered the heavy silence shortly past four. My heart skipped a full beat before pounding furiously against my ribs. Loona was already lounging on the cream sectional in the living room, legs crossed loosely, a cup of tea balanced in her hands...

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Chapter 63

She kept her palm pressed against my chest for another heartbeat, feeling the wild, unchecked hammering beneath before slowly drawing her fingers away. "Bedroom," Loona said flatly. Not another syllable. I trailed behind her down the hushed hallway, my head still swimming with...

by Levantin

Chapter 64

The metallic click of the lock still echoed in my ears. My hands shook as I fitted the cold resin shells around my numb, sticky flesh and slid the crossbar into place. The padlock snapped shut with a dull, final thud. The inflamed skin flared with an infernal sting, and traces of...

by Levantin

Chapter 65

The final weeks before graduation passed in a suffocating, seamless routine. Daily life in the period apartment ran like clockwork, its tempo dictated entirely by Loona. Every morning her silent wake-up call tore me from sleep: out of bed by five-thirty, icy water splashed acros...