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Chapter 13: Home Invasion Fantasy
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2026-07-15 18:02:52
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Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 26: The Leak Escalates
The boardroom felt like a war zone again. Papers scattered across the long table. Ryan stood at the head, knuckles white on the edge. Marcus paced like a caged animal. Emma sat between them, day collar suddenly feeling like a noose.“The Yamamoto account is gone,” Ryan said flatly. “Defected overnight to Harlan Voss’s firm. Internal emails show they knew details only three people had access to. Us.”Marcus stopped pacing, eyes locking on Emma. “The same restricted folder you had access to for ‘intel gathering.’”Emma’s stomach dropped. “You think I leaked it?”The silence was damning. After everything saving the company, the confessions, the collar, the parties they still looked at her with that edge of suspicion. The espionage plot that started with Voss had never fully died. Now it was back, biting harder.“We don’t think,” Marcus said, voice dangerously low. “We’re confirming. And you’re going to prove your innocence the hard way.”They didn’t take her to the penthouse. They used t
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 25: Office Party Risk
The annual Apex Company Party was in full swing on the executive level. Music thumped through the open-plan spaces, string lights draped across glass walls, and hundreds of employees laughed a little too loudly over free cocktails. Emma moved through the crowd in a sleek emerald dress that hugged every curve, the discreet day collar hidden beneath a tasteful gold necklace. Her heels clicked with practiced confidence, but her thighs were already slick.Marcus and Ryan hadn’t let her come without preparation. The inflatable plug in her ass was on low, and she wore nothing underneath. Every step reminded her what she was.“You look stunning, Emma,” one of the marketing managers said, smiling warmly. “That promotion really suits you.”“Thank you,” she replied, forcing a steady smile as the plug shifted. Across the room, Ryan caught her eye and tapped his phone. The vibrations deepened. She nearly stumbled.Marcus appeared at her side, hand resting possessively on her lower back. “We need
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 24: Jealousy Ignites
The office lights on the thirty-seventh floor were dimmed to a soft amber glow, most of the floor empty except for the three of them. It was past 10 p.m., and the Yamamoto deal paperwork had to be perfect before morning. Emma sat at the small conference table in Ryan’s suite, day collar glinting at her throat, laptop open, legs crossed under her skirt. No panties standard now. The discreet silver chain felt like a constant reminder, especially tonight.Ryan’s phone had rung twenty minutes ago an overseas investor who didn’t understand time zones. He paced by the windows, voice calm and commanding as he negotiated terms. Marcus had been watching Emma the whole time, jaw tight, eyes darker than usual.He’d been quieter since the client's dinner. Seeing her perform for Sato, even indirectly, had stirred something ugly in him. Possessiveness that went beyond their shared games.“Take a break,” Marcus said suddenly, voice low enough not to carry to Ryan’s call. He grabbed her wrist and pul
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 23: The Collar
The penthouse glowed under low golden lights, the city skyline a silent witness beyond the glass. They’d come straight from the office after a long day of meetings where Emma had sat through presentations with the remote plug buzzing low in her ass and the memory of last night’s client dinner still sticky between her thighs. Marcus was out finalizing the Yamamoto paperwork, leaving her alone with Ryan for the first time in weeks.Ryan stood by the marble island, a small velvet box in his hand. He looked devastating in his open-collar shirt, sleeves rolled up, gray eyes locked on her like she was the only deal that mattered.“Come here, wife.”Emma walked to him, heels clicking, the heavy night collar still locked around her throat from the morning ritual. She knelt without being told, dress riding up her thighs.Ryan opened the box. Inside lay a discreet day collar a delicate but sturdy silver chain with a small, elegant lock pendant that looked like high-end jewelry. Up close, the ba
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 22: Client Entertainment
The reservation at Le Noir was for 8 p.m., a private dining room overlooking the river. Apex needed the Yamamoto account $180 million in Asian market expansion and the client, Mr. Kenji Sato, had a reputation for appreciating more than just good scotch and quarterly projections. Ryan had made the call that morning after another under-desk ritual left Emma’s throat raw and her thighs sticky.“She’s ready,” Ryan told Marcus while Emma knelt between them, licking the last traces of cum from their fingers. “Our wife entertains tonight.”Emma’s stomach had twisted at the word “loaned.” She wasn’t a toy to be passed around, but the heat between her legs betrayed her. The new collar felt heavier under her elegant black cocktail dress. No scarf tonight, just a diamond choker layered over the leather to hide the lock.“You’ll be perfect,” Marcus had reassured her in the car, a remote vibrator already seated deep in her pussy, controlled by an app on Ryan’s phone. “Subtle. Classy. Ours.”Now
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 21: Morning Ritual
Sunlight sliced through the penthouse windows like a blade, turning the city below into a glittering grid of steel and ambition. Emma stirred between the warm, heavy bodies of Marcus and Ryan, her new collar a thicker band of black leather with their names etched inside feeling like a second skin against her throat. The silver ring at the front caught the light every time she breathed. No more delicate tags or removable clasps. This one locked with a tiny, unforgiving padlock that only they held the key to.Her body ached in that familiar, addictive way: pussy still tender from last night’s endless rounds, ass plugged again with the inflatable one they’d inflated just enough to keep their cum inside her while she slept. She could feel the slow, warm leak starting already, a constant reminder of who she belonged to.Marcus’s arm tightened around her waist first. “Morning, wife,” he murmured, voice gravelly with sleep. He tugged the leash clipped to her collar, pulling her closer unti
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