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His Tears, Their Games

7 chapters

~18 min read

Cassidy Moore has Derek Vance locked in a chastity cage and on his knees, watching her take Marcus Cole like a reward for his obedience. Every tear he sheds fuels their laughter, every choked sob earns another cruel taunt from the man whose cock she actually wants. When Derek comes hands-free in the cage, broken and humiliated, they make sure he knows exactly where he belongs—beneath them both.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Derek Vance

A 26-year-old with a lean runner's build that's gone soft around the edges, his once-proud posture now stooped from years of shrinking. He has mousy brown hair that falls into his eyes, and his hands tremble slightly when he's anxious—which is often. Tonight he's in a plain gray t-shirt and sweatpants, already looking small in his own skin.

Cassidy Moore

A 24-year-old with a dancer's body—long legs, a flat stomach, and a sway to her hips that she knows he watches. Her blonde hair is sleek and styled, her blue eyes sharp and calculating. She's dressed to be seen tonight, in a tight black dress that leaves little to the imagination.

Marcus Cole

A 31-year-old with a heavyweight's build—broad shoulders, thick arms, and hands that look like they could snap Derek in two. He has dark hair, a heavy jaw, and a lazy smirk that never quite leaves his face. He's in a fitted black polo and jeans, looking like he owns the room.

Linda

Derek's secretary, fifty-something, saw Derek leave in a hurry but unaware of his actions at his desk.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Tears at the Threshold

Derek is on his knees by the foot of the bed, the cage a cold weight against his sweatpants, his face wet with tears he can't stop. Cassidy straddles Marcus on the edge of the mattress, her dress ridi

Camera's Eye

Derek's mouth is still on Cassidy's cunt, his tongue lapping at his own cum, when the phone's red light blinks in his peripheral vision. Cassidy's fingers tighten in his hair, pulling his face harder

Camera's Eye

Derek's mouth is still on Cassidy's cunt, his tongue lapping at his own cum, when the phone's red light blinks in his peripheral vision. Cassidy's fingers tighten in his hair, pulling his face harder

Show Him

Cassidy's fingers tighten in Derek's hair and yank his head up, his mouth slick and his eyes red. 'Look at him,' she says, nodding toward Marcus, who's watching with that lazy smirk. 'He watched you c

The Morning After

Derek's desk phone buzzes with a text from Cassidy—a screenshot of his own face, wet with tears, captioned 'smile for the camera.' His stomach drops as a second message follows: 'Jerk off at your desk

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