Jayme lay on her bed, her wrists tightly bound behind her back with tape, and her ankles secured together in a similar fashion. Her computer sat open on the bed beside her, its screen casting a cold glow in the dim room. The captor, a menacing figure with a shadowy …
Alba kneels in the center of the dimly lit room, her hands resting on top of her head in a gesture of submission and defiance. Her heart pounds in her chest as she faces the man who looms over her with a calm menace. Despite the situation, she glares at …
Roommates Alba and Jayme sat on the plush couch, their conversation turning to an intimate topic. Jayme spoke of her lackluster experiences with her boyfriend in bed – his lack of imagination and reluctance to try new things. Alba listened with understanding and shared how her own boyfriend, Randy, was …