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Chapter 19: Breaking Point Confession
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2026-07-17 00:35:05
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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
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 20: New Rules
The penthouse was bathed in soft city lights, the skyline pulsing like a heartbeat below the glass. Marcus and Ryan had carried Emma straight from the shower after the confession, wrapped in nothing but a single blanket. She still wore the black leather collar, the heavy silver tag glinting against her throat like a promise they were about to make permanent.Ryan set her on the edge of the bed and knelt between her spread thighs. Marcus stood behind him, already stroking himself. “We’re formalizing this,” Ryan said, voice low and final. “No more contracts. No more games. From tonight, you’re ours in every way. You’ll live with us full-time. You’ll walk into that office every day as my collared stepsister-slut-wife. And you’ll never, ever leave. Not even for a night.”Marcus’s eyes burned. “But we’re making it darker. You’re going to wear this every single day. And the only thing that will stop us is if you beg us to stop.”He held up a thicker, heavier collar black leather with a ring
Sin On the 28th floor Chapter 19: Breaking Point Confession
The penthouse was quiet except for the low thrum of the city outside the glass walls and the soft creak of the big bed. Marcus and Ryan had carried Emma there after Voss’s arrest his security detail, the board’s panic, the whole corporate war finally over. They’d fucked her one last time in the boardroom, then again in the elevator on the way up, but now the fight was gone. Only them remained.They laid her on the wide bed between them like she was something precious. Marcus’s fingers traced the leather collar still locked around her throat, thumb brushing the silver tag. Ryan’s hand rested on her stomach, thumb stroking slow circles just below the heavy plug still buried deep inside her.Emma’s eyes were glassy, not from tears but from something deeper. The collar felt heavier than ever tonight. Her body ached in the best way, throat raw, ass swollen, pussy still leaking both men’s cum in slow, warm pulses. She had given everything again. Used her mouth, her holes, her skills to save
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