It was well past the end of the workday, but the office was still alive with energy — the low hum of the air conditioner, the soft rustle of paper,…
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The hum of the city was a low, constant thrum beneath the soaring heights of the Grand Meridian Hotel. Tyrone, fresh off the plane and still adjusting to the time…
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The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a new place. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was a new sanctuary for me. Tonight, the air crackled with a different…
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The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a new place. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was a new sanctuary for me. Tonight, the air crackled with a different…
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The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a place I knew so well. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was my sanctuary. Tonight, the air crackled with a different…
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As the springtime office party commenced in honor of Larry's retirement, Tyrone, the tall and imposing office manager, stood up to give a speech. His deep voice boomed through the…
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