Move Me Like That. Power Play, #1

Julian hunches over his notebook in a dingy box room at the back of the humanities block, chalk dust and old wood. His cock throbs against denim. Rebecca sits at the front and picks up a wooden ruler - twelve inches of worn, scratched menace - and slaps it against her palm. Campus rooms, chess clubs, garages, hospitals, construction sites - with flash sections that crack into mythology. Persephone scoops a glistening pomegranate while Hades looms behind her, his cock hard beneath his black tunic.
Jake stumbles into a Witch Mother's hut on cloven hen's legs and iron binds his wrists. A dust storm locks down a shack while Ellie plunges two fingers deep. Back in the main thread, Rebecca in denim overalls taunts Julian the inspector with "fix it then, smartass" while his cock strains against wet slacks. A chess club where someone watches Lena climax on a worn leather chair.