Surrender

Desire has a secret only a select few know about. The Red Room. Deepest desires and hardcore fantasies are fulfilled there. Anything can happen in the Red Room.

Jasmine

I longed to feel something. Anything. Hundreds of men threw me sultry looks and more money than I knew what to do with as I danced night after night. But still, the hole inside me never closed. I needed more. Private dances got me closer, but they still weren’t enough. I longed for more Red Room sessions.

I’d felt eyes on me for days, and I couldn’t get it out of my head. I thought Jameson was the reason. He made me start to feel things again. Things I shouldn’t.

But it was not just him.

I thought I’d had the worst night of my life in the Red Room. I was wrong. Something watched from the dark. Something that terrified me. On the tails of that fear were the whispers of something else. Something I couldn’t explain. It had me trapped, toying with me as a cat plays with a mouse. I knew if it caught me, my life was over. My only option was to escape.

Fear

I felt her need, calling to me through the darkness. Only, I was not the man of her dreams.

Most called me a monster, something from their nightmares. I lurked in the shadows, feeding on her fear and her thirst for fulfillment. I’d watch, waiting for the right time to strike and give her what she most desired. My Flower would taste my power and beg me for more while she screamed for me. Her only choice?

Surrender.