Chapters tagged public humiliation

by Levantin

Chapter 28

The following two weeks felt like walking a razor’s edge. My alarm went off every morning at five-thirty. Squats, push-ups, pull-ups on the bar that Loona had installed above my doorframe. After that came the steps—ten thousand a day, meticulously tracked via an app with login d...

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Chapter 41

Sunday dragged on like thick tar. I had sat hunched over the books late into the night, eyes burning, fingers cramping from the handwritten drafts. Every shift on the desk chair had been a petty : the freshly relocked resin cage chafed unyieldingly against my irritated, hy...

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Chapter 52

The morning felt like surfacing from deep anesthesia. The dull weight between my legs, cold resin against skin, and the faint hum of the Apple Watch on my wrist pulled me back into reality with merciless clarity. Every thought of resistance was extinguished. All that remained was...

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Chapter 67

The cordless drill sat heavy in my grip, the high-pitched whine of the motor echoing off the bare walls. The white plastic casing of the first camera was anchored firmly above the frame of the hallway door. Sweat traced down from my temples, gathering along the lower rims of my...

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Chapter 80

Late summer in Berlin hung heavy over Kurfürstendamm. Heat rose from the asphalt, crept beneath the thin fabric of my beige chinos, and made the stainless-steel cylinder at my pubic bone throb like molten lead. With every step across the broad pavement, the thick paper shopping b...

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Chapter 84

The stately period apartment in Mitte greeted us with muffled bass, the sharp tang of expensive gin, heavy perfume, and damp asphalt trailing from the guests' shoes. Clusters of medical students crowded the sprawling corridor, laughing loudly and clinking crystal tumblers. Direc...

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Chapter 85

The heavy double doors of our apartment slammed shut behind me with a dull, hollow thud. I leaned back against the cold, lacquered wood of the hallway wall, gasping hoarsely and staring down at my trembling hands. The rain had drenched my bare torso, icy drops trailing across my...

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Chapter 86

Loona pressed the buzzer without taking her eyes off me. The shrill hum of the door latch died away, followed by the dull thud of the building’s heavy front door echoing from the stairwell below. "Stay exactly like that," she said quietly, her voice brooking no movement. "Not a...

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Chapter 89

The sharp chime of the institute clock jolted the hall from its lethargy, yet for me it sounded the signal for the next gauntlet. While the others hurried to pack their laptop bags, groaned over Weber’s questions, and pressed toward the cafeteria, I remained rooted against the b...

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Chapter 91

Emma shoved me roughly into the bedroom. My knees protested at every step with a dull, sickening burn, the heavy cylinder knocking against tortured tendons. "On your knees in front of the bed. Right now," she hissed. Her voice lacked the cutting composure she had wielded at the...

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Chapter 112

The cool, soft jersey of the grey sweatpants glided over my thighs and settled like a second skin around my hips. Without the protective support of underwear, there was no buffer, no barrier. The massive weight of the stainless-steel housing dragged the thin fabric down merciles...

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Chapter 116

She pulled me up, but before I could reach for the fabric on the floorboards, she shoved my hands aside with an abrupt, dismissive motion. "Not so fast," she said softly. "You haven't earned a damn thing yet." I stood stark naked in the middle of the room, knees weak, cold shiv...

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Chapter 143

Monday morning began without mercy. My entire lower abdomen was still throbbing from the aftershocks of Sunday when Loona pushed open my bedroom door shortly after seven. She was already fully dressed to go out: slender, dark tailored trousers, a simple cashmere sweater, and a c...

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Chapter 147

Steam rose from the hot water in the bathroom sink. Using a mild soapy lather, I meticulously washed down the twenty-centimeter silicone probe, rinsing away the traces of lubricant and Emma’s moisture before drying the dense material with a fresh towel. Every movement was mechani...

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Chapter 149

The vehicle eased into an immaculately maintained side street off the Kurfürstendamm, gliding into the courtyard entrance of a stately Charlottenburg apartment building. The polished brass plaque beside the wide glass double doors read cleanly: \*Maison Beauté & Laser Lounge – Es...

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Chapter 151

The leather of the passenger seat felt like a red-hot griddle. Every bump along Lietzenburger Straße shuddered mercilessly through the chassis straight into my pelvis. The asymmetric base ring hammered against my raw, scorched periosteum, while the thirty-five millimeters of sea...

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Chapter 155

The delicate brass bell above the heavy glass entrance of \*Maison Beauté\* rang out with a sharp, piercing chime. On that Monday afternoon, the Charlottenburg institute was filled to the last seat. Muted lounge beats drifted through the ornate, high-ceilinged rooms, mingling wi...

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Chapter 158

After the miniature padlock snapped shut with a dry, merciless click, absolute silence hung in the room for several long breaths. I remained kneeling on the hard parquet by the edge of the bed, hands clasped behind my back, knees numb and heavy. My thighs and scrotum still burne...

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Chapter 163

The crisp Berlin autumn air cut into my face like a blade as I pushed through the heavy revolving doors of the south exit onto the pavement. My shirt clung damp to my back, my heart still hammering against my ribs like a trapped animal. The pressure of Mira’s hip, the hard jolt o...

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Chapter 168

The U-Bahn ride to Charlottenburg passed in heavy silence. Beneath the denim of my trousers, the stay-up stockings chafed relentlessly against the raw welts from the weekend, and with every sway of the carriage, the steel ring bit deeper into my pelvis. I fully anticipated the us...