
Consent transforms into availability in Pure Taboo scenarios where bodies become accessible property. There are no safe words for this experience. Not everything forbidden should be avoided. Step into the darkness willingly. What happens in the shadows stays with you.
Penny's life was a goddamn wreck—cut off from her family, scraping by on fumes. So when she hears her pig of a grandfather left her everything in his will, it hits like a sucker punch. The old bastard despised her guts, especially her fire when dealing with men. What the hell flipped him? She corners Jack, the slick lawyer handling the estate, and the truth slithers out: no soft spot, just one last twisted gut-check. To claim the fortune, Penny's got to surrender—total submission to a man's every filthy whim, no matter how it strips her bare. She's revolted, bile rising, and it boils over when Jack leers and demands she spreads for him right there, that instant. She pushes back, voice sharp, but he twists the knife deeper: now it's anal too, or kiss the inheritance goodbye. Shock locks her muscles, but the lure of escaping her dead-end hell overrides it all. She nods, jaw tight, and bends over his desk. Jack takes her ass hard, thrusting deep in the dim office light, while his paralegal lounges nearby, eyeing the show and tossing casual chit-chat his way like it's just another Tuesday.
Penny's life was a goddamn wreck—cut off from her family, scraping by on fumes. So when she hears her pig of a grandfather left her everything in his will, it hits like a sucker punch. The old bastard despised her guts, especially her fire when dealing with men. What the hell flipped him? She corners Jack, the slick lawyer handling the estate, and the truth slithers out: no soft spot, just one last twisted gut-check. To claim the fortune, Penny's got to surrender—total submission to a man's every filthy whim, no matter how it strips her bare. She's revolted, bile rising, and it boils over when Jack leers and demands she spreads for him right there, that instant. She pushes back, voice sharp, but he twists the knife deeper: now it's anal too, or kiss the inheritance goodbye. Shock locks her muscles, but the lure of escaping her dead-end hell overrides it all. She nods, jaw tight, and bends over his desk. Jack takes her ass hard, thrusting deep in the dim office light, while his paralegal lounges nearby, eyeing the show and tossing casual chit-chat his way like it's just another Tuesday.