ARIA

The contract was only three pages, but it felt like signing my soul away.

I sat naked on a metal chair in the warehouse the next evening, fresh brand still throbbing on my lower belly. My thighs were sticky from the quick load Jax had dumped inside me before the meeting. Vesper slid the papers across the table while the cameras rolled.

“Read it out loud,” she said.

I swallowed and started reading, voice shaky.

“I, Aria… hereby give myself completely to the Collective. My body, my holes, my image, my future. I consent to permanent markings, public use, gangbangs, breeding play, and any degradation they choose. No safe...