Hades

Have you ever looked down at a meal so decadent you knew that no matter how much you ate, you’d never truly be full? That insatiable hunger that only deepens the more you indulge?

That’s exactly how it felt when I looked down at the woman beneath me. She was a feast I could never be satisfied with, spread open, trembling, flushed from head to toe. She was half-naked, wearing only black lace panties, her beautiful breasts rising and falling as if begging for my touch.

Her wide eyes met mine shimmering with a mix of lust and shame. Her hair fanned across the table, her wrists bound above...