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Erotic Crown: Women's World

"Was it that hard for our women to defeat a man? Aren't you all ashamed that you were beaten by a man?" "But... but Commander, he is no ordinary man! You should see for yourself. Falko, they call him, is no ordinary man, and we can confirm that." In a land where women wield absolute power, can Falkor, the prince of a fallen realm, rise to become the ruler no one saw coming? Or will the throne, along with the women in power, devour him and his body leaving him dead and mind broken? This is a tale of rebellion, identity, seduction, and the collision of worlds—a prince’s struggle to reclaim not only the crown, but the soul of a queendom in a women's world. But was he really alone in this journey or did he have something supporting him throughout this whole journey, something like a system? It was a question so many women had seeing this great man in action. [We are you! We will support each other and that's our grand purpose. We are fated to greatness!] ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR). —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/HE3UtxqA2x
ElectricLuna · 176.5K Views

The mafia sexual slave

Alexis was involuntarily sold to a club, a situation that she never anticipated. Despite the circumstances, she believes that fate played a role in her predicament. As a stripper named Alexis, she acknowledges that her profession may not be glamorous, but it provides her with a means to support herself and she genuinely enjoys it. Being able to bring pleasure and entertainment to others is an addictive feeling. The power to control someone's pleasure is in her hands, allowing her to switch it on or off depending on her erotic play. However, she regrets allowing a man at the club to touch her intimately, breaking a rule she had always respected. This decision ultimately led to her world crumbling around her as she became a toy passed from one person to another. She transformed from a source of pleasure to a sexual slave, devoid of her own will. Despite the circumstances, she found herself enjoying every minute of it, trapped in a twisted fantasy from which she fears she may never recover. She never wanted to be someone's plaything, yet she also struggles with the desire to continue being desired by others. A series of events unfolded, mistakes were made, and she found herself pregnant, prompting her to run away. Now, she questions whether she wants that kind of life for her baby. On top of everything, she carries the burden of being a target due to her association with a mafia lord. Alessandro, the mafia lord, will undoubtedly feel betrayed, but she wonders if she even has a choice in the matter. Was she ever given a choice in the first place? Add to library
Adex_katty · 47K Views

Global Lord Free For All

Sitting at his desk doing his best to be a good office worker, Hal was struck speechless when a cerulean box popped up in front of his computer screen. 'What's this? Is my computer acting up?' Calmly Hal paused, read the prompt more carefully. [Your planet has been chosen! A higher plane will be seeded with the remains of your planet after it is destroyed. As you meet the minimum standard of health you can choose between becoming a Lord or a servant. Choose wisely!] As he read the words on the screen a sickening feeling of dread started in his belly and moved slowly upward putting pressure on his heart. Hal wasn't the most athletic of individuals and now regretted all the snacks he had been eating lately. Moving his head to look over to his friend's cube his dread increase as the cerulean text box followed his line of sight. Transparent it block most of his view, only allowing a few details come through from behind. People all over the office were freaking out either becoming hysterical or going catatonic as they just stared at their screens. [You have 30 seconds to choose: Lord or servant. If a selection is not made your choice will be made for you.] [Survivability: Lord: .01% Servant: 30%] [26 secs] Below the selection screen a timer was counting down in place. Sweat popped out on Hal forehead. 'The obvious choice seemed to be Lord at first, but now that I can see that only one in ten thousand lords survive, ... . I just don't know ...' [19 secs] 'What do I do? ...'
EgoPlex · 9.7K Views
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