Claim Me Properly. Stage Lights, #3

A speakeasy. A dominator's voice cuts through the haze and Elena is wet before he says a word. By the time the chaise is dented, she's a trembling wreck with cum leaking down her thighs. That's the first scene. Lucian and Elena move through a 1920s underground bar, a tea ceremony that shatters into grinding need, a confessional where a nun impales herself on cock while the rosary clacks, a kitchen where the chef gets bent over his own stove, and a chieftain's hall where a woman in leather presses a blade to his chest and palms his cock until his head hits the wall.
The power swings - sometimes he's in charge, sometimes she's got the wooden spoon and the smirk. Multi-setting historical erotica where the person on top keeps changing and you never know who's claiming whom.