Delirando

CHAPTER 2. The Ride

I jumped in just as the subway doors slammed shut behind me. Last car. Packed. It felt like I had just dived into a sea of suits, sweat, and cologne. I found myself facing the door, hands pressed a...

CHAPTER 1. The Spill

Obedient by 9AM

I was running. Literally. My heart was pounding from the fear of being late on my first day at work. The city was still half-asleep, bathed in pale sunlight and the greasy s...

CHAPTER 29. Summer Breezes

He slapped me on the cage and began to move back and forth, thrusting his fat d*ck in and out, but not quite pulling it out. He increased his thrusts, and I was slowly starting to m*an. I felt like...

CHAPTER 28. Spring Dawn

After lubing my *ss up well, Nico brought the tip of his d*ck to my tight little h*le and began to thrust in very slowly. My *ss was about to be broken again. Theo held my legs as the tip of that d...

CHAPTER 27. Plucking Daisies

I could have came during that scene, but of course, that wasn't the point for them. Nico said he couldn't hold back any longer, and Theo said they had to do it quickly because it was time to leave....

CHAPTER 26. Wet Petals

They threw me onto the couch, bringing me out of my trance. Behind me, Theo held my legs behind my knees, lifting them. I was exposed, my p*ssy wet, frustrated, and restricted. Nico let out a breat...

CHAPTER 25. Sweet Nectar

They stood up, and I immediately knew my place. On my knees, I felt the throbbing heat of those fat, milk-filled d*cks. I took them without hesitation, as if they were my own, and began to masturb*...

CHAPTER 24. Vines

Theo and Nico placed their strong hands on my forearms, and I knew immediately I couldn't refuse that invitation. I sat on the couch, between those young, muscular bodies. I lost myself in their ca...

CHAPTER 23. Morning Thorns

When I woke up the next morning, I felt the restraints in my cage, something I hadn't experienced in a long time. Erections were no longer a common occurrence in my life, but what had happened the ...

CHAPTER 22. Golden Pollen

Nico remained silent, unfazed. The sound of his labored breathing gradually subsided. I couldn't look at his face; I just stared at his giant d*ck, half-ashamed and half-afraid to face what had hap...

CHAPTER 21. Honey

The sound of my relaxed h*le harmonized with the thrusting and pulling of his d*ck. Two big d*cks had left my h*le gaping. His muffled moans became more frequent, and with one jerk, he flipped me o...

CHAPTER 20. Sting

Nico inserted his d*ck, spitting out all the saliva that came out of his mouth. It barely bothered me; there was no pain, just desire. I pushed in and opened my h*le for him to see. My mind was tor...

CHAPTER 19. Midnight Harvest pt.2

Nico didn’t say a thing. His eyes stayed on me, focused and unreadable, and then, without asking, his fingers hooked into the waistband of my panties and pulled them down. I gasped, more from the...

CHAPTER 18. Midnight Harvest

It was late, well past midnight, when I felt the weight shift on the mattress. I stirred, confused, then fully awake in an instant as a figure pressed close. I turned, startled, only to find Nico i...

CHAPTER 17. Flower Bud

I heard footsteps on the stairs, faint at first, then closer, until the creak of the bathroom door made my heart skip. I turned my head, water still hitting my back, and saw Nico’s face frozen in...

CHAPTER 16. Secret Garden

When I came downstairs, the house felt still, but my skin was still tingling. I heard voices, muffled at first, then clearer. Theo was on the sofa, relaxed, holding something in his hands. One of m...

CHAPTER 15. Dew Drops

Theo grabbed my waist and with a single movement, his big d*ck pulled out of my *ss. I felt the ache of the emptiness his flesh left behind. Without a second's hesitation, and with his d*ck still f...

CHAPTER 14. Reap

Theo felt my *ss open without resistance. Then, with his d*ck hard and ready to explode, he lifted my knees, revealing my h*le. Hungry, wet, and virginal. He placed the tip, and I felt the folds of...

CHAPTER 13. Soft Soil

Theo moved toward me slowly. I could barely hear him breathe, but I felt him. His presence devoured the room. There was something in the way he looked at me. His fingers found the cage again, tappi...

CHAPTER 12. The Scent of Surrender

When the fabric finally slipped away, Theo took a step back, not out of modesty, but to look. Really look. His eyes roamed over the tiny steel cage, the way it framed my p*ssy, my surrender. My two...

CHAPTER 11. Unwrapping the Bud

His hands moved slowly, almost reverently, as he slid the panties down my thighs. It wasn’t rushed, no, it was ritual. I could feel his breath on my skin, his fingers dragging the fabric inch by ...

CHAPTER 10. Petals Pulled Back

“Stand up,” Theo said softly, but there was steel behind it. I obeyed before I could think, my legs weak, trembling. The thin fabric of the panties clung to me, barely hiding the cage beneath. ...

CHAPTER 9. First Bloom

Theo sat down beside me with that same quiet confidence, his thigh pressing against mine like it belonged there. He leaned in, close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck. �...

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CHAPTER 8. Static

I sat on the sofa, eyes fixed on the television, but I couldn’t have said what was playing if my life depended on it. My heart was still racing from the bathroom, every scene from that moment rep...

CHAPTER 7. Waterlines

My skin was burning, every inch that had touched his fingers felt branded, alive in a way I couldn’t hide. Embarrassment flooded me, deeper than the heat of the water. I stumbled back, nearly sli...

CHAPTER 6. Wet Petals

I froze. Water kept running down my back, but I couldn’t move. Theo stood there like he belonged, eyes sharp, mouth curled in quiet amusement. My shame pulsed louder than my heartbeat. He had see...

CHAPTER 5. Steam Flowers

I rushed upstairs, heart still hammering from what I’d just done. The clothes were spinning now, suds hiding my guilt, but I could still feel the taste in my mouth. I turned the shower on full, l...

CHAPTER 4. Saturated

I don’t know when exactly I lost control. One moment I was sorting their clothes, the next I was buried in them—nose pressed into the worn fabric of their underwear, the armpits of their shirts...

CHAPTER 3. Heat

They asked casually, between bites of toast. “Hey, can we do some laundry? We’ve got nothing clean left.” I offered to take care of it while they ran out to grab things for lunch. It...