Tushy - Carolina Sweets - Obedience (REAL)

Marcus opened the door without a word. Tall, dark-suited, expression unreadable. He stepped aside, and she entered the minimalist apartment—gray walls, soft lighting, and a single leather chair in the center of the living room.

Carolina lifted her gaze. “Because I’ve already given you my fear. Now I’m giving you my choice.” Tushy - Carolina Sweets - Obedience

By twelve, tears blurred her vision. By twenty, she was whimpering, but she never said red . Each number was a gift she gave him—control, trust, her own pride laid bare. Marcus opened the door without a word

“Same time next week?” he asked.