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Elevator pile
The Crimson FloorLevel 7, Ravelle Tower. 9:47 PM.The elevator doors dinged open, but nobody stepped out.Inside, the light flickered, glinting off the barrel of a pistol and pooling over the spilled bodies. A red spray painted the back wall. A girl in a pink dress lay face-down, arm stretched out as if reaching for a tomorrow that would never come.Darren Colt was crawling, his blood smearing slick trails across the polished tile. Every breath rattled, burning his throat with panic and adrenaline. His limbs ached, but fear is a brutal fuel — an...
Military protocol
"The Last Order" 🌲💔🔫The forest was quiet — not with peace, but with the kind of silence that comes before something is taken away.Lieutenant Elara Voss stood a few paces behind Private Ryden Hale, the man whose wrists were bound not because he failed… but because Command said he had to disappear. No trial. No explanation. Just a line in an encrypted document marked CLASSIFIED: ECHO-17 TERMINATION.He hadn’t begged. Not once.He stood tall, even stripped of rank, even knowing what was coming.“You were one of the good ones,...
HEADHUNTERS INC
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hands up
Title: "Lidia: Queen of Pain" 🖤🔫🕷️They called her Lidia, but in the underground — where names mean nothing and reputations mean everything — she was known only as The Widowmaker.She didn’t kill for justice. She didn’t kill for loyalty.She enjoyed it.A leather-clad nightmare wrapped in elegance and venom, Lidia had turned execution into an artform — and men? They were her favorite canvas. 🎯The room smelled like fear and expensive perfume.Jace Kellan, ex-operative, traitor, liar — now nothing more than a toy on ...
Henna and submission
👑 The Queens of Devotion: Yasmin & Layla’s Night of Worship 🔥🎭 Characters:Yasmin (Red Dress) 👑💋 – The ruler of the room, effortlessly dominant with a gaze that commands absolute devotion. A woman who expects to be worshipped without question.Layla (Blue Dress) 😈✨ – Playful, teasing, yet just as powerful. She enjoys testing loyalty, making her subjects work for every ounce of approval.The Devoted One (Hassan) 🤐🔗 – Kneeling, trembling, completely lost in the presence of his queens.🏛️ The Living Room Turns In...
Just open up
'' shhh let me have my moment please''
sorry guys for being neglecting, offline for a while
Dear all.I apologize for being inactive for a while, life kept me busy latelystill though I'm preparing some goodies for you with various subjectThanks to all of your support
For a story (Machineguns)
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Match wrestle FM and FF
Here are a mixed wrestling with F/F and F/M
chaotic bullets
🎯 Characters:Isadora– 25, fast-talking, trigger-happy, and waytoo entertained by this mess. 😈🔫Selene– The composed, ice-cold queen of destruction. Smokes like an old Hollywood villain, kills like an artist.🚬💄🔫 Scene:The air was thick with smoke, the kind that clung to your lungs and left the taste of gunpowder and bloodon your tongue. The once-pristine penthouse was a fing war zone*—bodies slumped over furniture, bullet holes peppering the expensive wallpaper like abstract art, and the rug? Oh, the rug was soaked in red....
Wrong Turn
The hallway smelled like cheap wood polish and bad decisions. Avasighed, twirling the blood-streaked baton in her hand as she stepped over the last guy who thought he could stop her. Five bodies, zero threats.She barely broke a sweat."Tsk… y’all didn’t even make it fun,"she muttered, wiping a splatter of blood off her wrist.The elevator dinged behind her. She glanced at the doors as they slid open. Some poor dude in a suit stepped out, froze, eyes wide, then immediately backed up and hit the close button.Ava smirked. Smart guy.She...
A Lesson in Boundaries
"You wanna touch? Hope you like flying."😏👠The moment his hand brushed her dress, Elenaknew two things:One, this asshole had no survival instincts.Two, he was about to get fing launched.*Her body moved before she even thought about it—a swift spin, red silk flowing around her like a warning flare, and her heel slamming straight into his chest.The guy’s eyes went wide. His feet? Off the f***ing ground.Boom—back against the wall.He barely got a breath in before he crumpled to the floor, gasping.Elenaflipped her hair back, rolli...
The Final Sentence
The woman in red. She’s got this sword, and let me tell you, the way she holds it? Like she’s done this a hundred times before. The guy kneeling in front of her doesn’t even flinch anymore. He knows what’s coming—there’s no begging, no last words. Just resignation. 🔗⚔️The boss takes a slow drag from her cigarette, exhaling smoke like she’s got all the time in the world. She glances at the man on the floor, then at the woman in red. “Make it clean,”she says, her voice calm and cold as ice. 🚬🔥And just like that, the...
Submission Secured
Characters:Victoria– The dominant woman in red, exuding authority with every move. 👑🚬Sophie– The playful but ruthless enforcer in the white top. 😈💋Daniel– The man on the floor, realizing too late that resistance was a mistake. 🔗🔥-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sophie: (grinning, twisting his arm a little more) "Tsk, tsk. Look at you. All that attitude, and now? Just another toy on the floor."😏🔗Daniel: (gritting his teeth) "You… won’t… break ...
Her Silent Approach
The room was heavy with silence, the kind of quiet that felt unnatural, almost suffocating. The hitwoman moved like a shadow, her stiletto boots gliding soundlessly over the polished hardwood floor. Every step was deliberate, calculated. Her silenced pistol gleamed faintly in the dim light, and her leather gloves flexed as she approached her target. 🔫👠He stood by there, deep in thought, unaware of the danger lurking behind him. She tilted her head, her crimson lips curling into a faint smirk. He looked so calm, so unaware. That made it al...
Dual Flames of Domination
"With beauty and flair, they hold the air. His world is theirs, a bond to declare. ✨👠"The room was filled with the soft glow of candlelight, the scent of smoke lingering in the air. They lounged on the plush leather sofa, one in crimson red and the other in cobalt blue, their poise unshakable.Beneath them, a man lay bound, his head pressed under the foot of the woman in blue. Her gaze was calm, a faint smirk tugging at her lips as she took a slow drag from her cigarette.The woman in red glanced down, exhaling a trail of smoke as sh...
Tied to Obedience
The story in a casual toneSo, there she was, just chilling on the couch, right? Smoking a cigarette, totally calm, like she had all the time in the world. She was wearing this blue dress that hugged her just right, looking like she owned the place. And then there was this dude—completely tied up on the floor. I mean, ropes everywhere, even his head was resting under her foot like it was the most natural thing in the world. 😳👠She flicked some ash from her cigarette, barely glancing down at him, and said, "You comfortable down there? ...
Bound in the Snow
The icy wind cut through the forest as the Frost Queen, draped in gold and fur, marched ahead with grace and authority. Behind her, a line of shirtless captives shuffled through the snow, their hands bound and necks tethered with rope. The sharp crunch of their boots in the frost echoed in the silent wilderness. ❄️👢She glanced back, her red lips curving into a faint smirk. "Keep up,"she said, her voice smooth but commanding. One of the men stumbled, his body shivering under the biting cold, but a quick glare from her golden eyes ...
Under Her Command
"One move, one glance—she controls it all. Resistance is futile. 👠✨"The room was silent except for the crackling of the fireplace. She stood tall, her confidence radiating with every move. He struggled weakly, but her grip around his neck was firm, a reminder of who held the power."Resistance doesn’t suit you,"she whispered with a smirk, her voice dripping with calm authority. His gaze flickered between defiance and surrender, but he knew deep down there was no escape.She tilted her head, her red lips curling into a vic...
it's end here
'' that's the end of the line darling, now slowly kneel for me''
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