Obscene. Untouched. Unsealed.
What happens in the back‑rooms of the Bleached Palms Motel… stays documented.
The voyeur watched. The archive remembers.
Step inside the decaying carpet and flickering neon of the Bleached Palms Motel, 9 rooms, one silent manager, and hundreds of degradations logged as cold, clinical evidence.
Surveillance tapes weren't just capturing bodies here. They were charting collapse: identity erased, submission codified, humiliation immortalised.
This is not fantasy. It's not fluff.
It's log‑book erotica: cuckold ruin, spit‑slick gangbangs, breedings, watersports, everything raw, everything unfiltered.
You'll read what the camera saw. You'll feel what the microphone didn't pick up.
Because Gunther Polk didn't touch. He recorded.
And what he caught… you won't forget.
Why this book is for you
✔️ Packed with explicit, high‑impact scenes that don't apologise.
✔️ Catalogue style: no characters to track, no long subplots, just meat, ritual, collapse.
✔️ Voices from readers who couldn't stop even when they knew they should.
✔️ Written to fulfil the appetite for brutal, uncompromising erotica.
✔️ Perfect for lovers of high‑stakes taboo whose button‑finger already hovers.
🛑 Reader Discretion is Mandatory
This archive features extreme kinks: degradation, non‑consensual play, watersports, public use.
No aftercare. No names. Just entry and exit.
"You won't understand the stains if you only scrub them."
🔥 What Readers Are Saying
🩸 "A real one-hand read 😉🥵🥵
I don't even smoke and I wanted a cigarette. The cover says it all—plain smut, and it delivers. I wanted backstories, but you don't get them. That's the genius of it. It's raw, it's unfiltered. Just filth done right."
— Kindle Customer (US)
🩸 "So filthy it looped back to transcendent.
Every chapter made me feel like I shouldn't be reading it... and I couldn't stop. It's not a story. It's not porn. It's a ritual. My hands were shaking. My thighs too."
— Taija Thompson (US)
🩸 "This isn't Thornwell's Tethered... this is Thornwell unleashed.
Detached, stark, raw, exposed. Plain Smut writes with surgical brutality, using language like a scalpel. Every line is a violation of something sacred. It unsettles and arouses in equal measure. This is ache gone rogue."
— Polli.P (UK)
🩸 "Open minds only. This book doesn't push boundaries, it demolishes them.
The filth is real. The shame is real. The craving? Unstoppable. It broke me in places I didn't know could ache."
— CourtneyKe99 (US)
🩸 "I blushed so hard reading this. That is all.
And yes, I kept going. And yes, I'll be reading the next one. Eyes wide open. Legs wider."
— Spade Sixx (US)
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