Club erotic stories set in private play clubs and members-only nights. Adult women write about house rules, dungeon monitors, watching, being watched, and who they took home.
The club checked my age at the door and I checked his. Trent showed the ID when I asked. Thirty-one. Sima is twenty-nine, and she was already in the hall…
The night was mine before the doors opened, and I intended to spend it. I had the list, the lights, and a black satin shirt buttoned to the throat, tucked…
The load-out was done. I am twenty-three. I stood in the gallery storage room in a black button shirt and black pants, bleached crop, dark roots showing, frames wrapped and…
