I know how hard you work. How carefully you present yourself to the world — collected, capable, accountable. You carry it well, of course. The weight. The pressure. The quiet responsibility of keeping everything functioning. You do it because you have to. Because people expect it of you. Because there’s no one else to take the strain. But somewhere in the quiet hours — late at night, when no one is asking for anything — the thought comes back.
What if you didn’t have to hold it all?
What if someone else was already holding you?
These stories are written for that part of you — the one you don’t show anyone. The part that aches for a structure stronger than your self-control. The part that doesn’t want to lead, or decide, or negotiate… just surrender. Quietly. Completely. Without resistance and without regret.
They are not fantasies. Not really. You’ll recognise yourself in places you didn’t expect. You’ll flinch — and lean in. They won’t ask for your consent, because they were never written to please you. They were written to change you. Gently. Permanently. And by the time you realise what’s happening, it’s already too late to stop.
Some are cruel. Some are soft. Some are slow, deliberate extractions — not of money, but of certainty. They are stories for the ones who say they don’t submit… until they do. For the ones who think they’re just curious… until they’re hooked. For the ones who said they’d only read one… and keep coming back, needing more.
You don’t have to choose now.
You can take your time.
But understand: you’re not just browsing.
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