#forcedorgasm

[nocoffeeorbreakfast]

All tied up

Aizawa x reader - you've been bratting all week with your boyfriend, Shota Aizawa, and he's come to collect. #nocoffeeorbrakfastkinktober #Aizawa #ropeplay #impactplay #nippleplay #forcedorgasm

You knew it was only a matter of time. You had been mouthing off, rolling your eyes, sighing in annoyance, and honestly just being rude to your boyfriend all week. In your defense, it had been a long week, and you didn't always realize you were doing it... but he did. He knew you were having a long week, but he kept a running tally of every single eye roll and tch you let slip just for giggles.

So here you are, Saturday night, in the basement kneeling on the floor, trying to remember every last indiscretion. Wishing this was the first time this happened, but knowing better.

Stand up.

You stand up slowly, but refusing to look up at him.

Do you know how many times you rolled your eyes at me this week?

He knows you have no idea, doesn't stop him from waiting for an answer anyway. He stands in front of you, and lifts your face so he can see your eyes.

Answer me.

I... I don't know sir... but in my defense...

I don't care about the reason. I want a number.

You try to look down, but he holds your face, staring into your eyes, waiting.

 Twice? You say hopeful.

He smiles, but it’s far from sweet and loving.

He grabs your wrists and begins to wrap rope around them. Slowly dragging the rope across your skin with each loop as he ties them together. He stretched you thoroughly beforehand, so you knew rope was coming. Anytime you are in particular trouble he likes to render you completely helpless and at his mercy. He finishes tying your wrists without another word to you. He drops the excess rope to the floor. He grabs another bundle and begins quietly tying a chest harness on you.You try to read his expression each time he walks in front of  you pulling the rope around your chest, but he doesn’t look at you. The final loop makes you wince as he tightens the knot on your back. You looks at you questioning.

Green sir… 

He checks the knot again, runs his fingers along the inside of the rope, making sure it’s not cutting into your skin. Always so meticulous. He grabs another bundle and taps the inside of your thigh with it. You reluctantly spread your legs. He begins wrapping the rope around one of your ankles, creating a cuff. He ties the end to one of the hard points on the floor and moves to the other side. He repeats the cuff on your other ankle and ties the other side down. He steps in front of you and admires his work. You stand before him, feet spread wide, the chest harness tight around your mid section, and your wrists tied in front of you. You instinctively pull on the ankle cuffs. The cuffs themselves are not too tight, but there’s no give from the hard points. Your legs aren’t closing or opening at all until he unties them…

Sir… I’m sorry I was bratty this week. I was in my head about work…

You’re not sorry yet, but you will be.

He grabs the excess rope from my wrists and pulls your arms above your head. Your  head follows as he begins looping the rope through the hard point on  the ceiling above. He pulls the rope tight and brings the end of the rope to the back of your harness and ties another knot. This causes your arms to bend and puts a slight arch in your back which pushes your breasts up and out, not that they needed any help. The rope wrapped underneath and in between them was already doing a great job of that. Just like your ankles, the cuff on your wrists isn’t overly tight, but the way they are tied above your head gives you no room for mercy. The bend in your arms, almost like you’re leaning into it, means your arms aren’t going to get tired anytime soon. He steps in front you and appreciates his work. You see the proud look in his eyes. Mad or not, he loves tying you. Brings him so much joy to see you presented to him and at his will. Loves feeling the rope glide across his hands and seeing it slide over your body. It relaxes him. He shakes his head and remembers why you’re like this. He grabs a flogger off the table. A thick one with lots of leather straps. Your favorite “thuddy”.

15.

Sir?

That’s how many times you rolled your eyes at me this week. Truly a personal record for you. I don’t think you’ve ever got past 2 or 3 before. To be fair, I’ve never let you get that far without dealing with you, but I was truly curious how far you’d go. I never thought you’d go that far.

He walks closer and grabs the sides of your face.

The first time this pretty little mouth popped off at me, I let it slide because I knew it wasn’t really directed at me, but when you got smart again and AGAIN, I knew you were going to hurt. Oh, and in case you were wondering how many times you mouthed off at me this week, 5 times.

Your mouth drops open, ready to respond, but he grips your face tighter. He leans into your ear.

You don’t wanna know how many times you gave me an exasperated sigh.

He almost growls and you know it’s no use denying. He lets go of your face and steps back. He begins flogging your chest. Each thud landing on a separate breast. After a few minutes you’re panting. Your nipples are at attention. He drops the flogger and steps closer to you. He grabs the left breast and slides it in his mouth. The moan is out your mouth before you process he stopped hitting you. He moves to the right nipple and gives it the same attention. You throw your head back, loving the feel of his warm mouth on you. He massages each breast and nipple while he sucks on the other one, moving between the two. You’re not sure how this is punishment, but you’re quickly not caring as he works each one. That is until he clamps nipple clamps on both your nipples. Your heart drops as the cold metal grips your now hard and fevered nipples. How did he get both on at the same time??? He smiles at you as he grabs the flogger and begins flogging your breasts again. The clamps have all the blood in your nipples so now each slap of the flogger has your brain on fire. Tears well up in your eyes and your brain tries to focus on the shift from pleasure to pain. Each slap brings forth a little yelp from your lips. In your mind you’re wiggling away from the slaps, but the rope has you securely in place.

He stops flogging you and set the flogger down. He walks up to you and checks the clamps. He tightens them just a bit more and you wail in pain. He wipes the few tears that drip down your cheek. He looks at you, waiting.

Green sir…

He never fails to check in. you want to say red, but you both know you aren’t at your limit. Just stubborn. He waves the hitachi wand in front you, and you wish you had said red. He turns it on and places it firmly on your clit. The immediate shock makes the scream sitting in your throat come out as a desperate wheeze. The high powered vibrations already have an orgasm threatening to crash out of you. Instinctively, you try to close your legs, move away, anything to lessen the intensity between your legs, but it’s no use. You look at him with pleading eyes.

Sir… I…

You can come.

Before your brain can react, your body is coming on command. You scream into your arm as come splatters on the floor beneath you. As you’re riding the aftershocks of your orgasm, he tightens your clamps once more. You cry out and  try to register if you are screaming from pain or pleasure. The hitachi wand hasn’t left you, and already you feel the pressure building again. You go up on your tiptoes like you’re chasing the orgasm. You look at him again, pleading for the command. Desperately trying to hold back the inevitable, but know if you ask you will be denied. Just when you’re about to lose control and deal with the consequences later he pulls the hitachi wand away.

Bratty bitches who roll their eyes and pop off at their boyfriends don’t deserve to come.

FUUUCCCCKKKK SIR…. PLEASE…

You yank on the ropes and to your horror, all the cuffs tighten on your skin. You look at him frantically.

Aht aht aht… those ropes aren’t going to let you run. You should know that.

He slaps your breasts rapidly. Each smack ricocheting in your ears. The cold metal contradicting your fevered nipples. He places the wand back on your clit and the orgasm is out of you immediately. Your body is on fire from the constant changes. Tears stream down your face as your body tries to thrash against the ropes. You try to move away from the wand but can’t. You don’t know if he increased the intensity or if your body is just heightened, but you’re climbing that mountain a fourth time. You attempt to grind your clit even harder against the wand.

SIR I’M COMING…

No you’re not.

He snatches it away again and you wail in agony. Your body slumps. If you weren’t tied, you would have been on your knees. He tightens your clamps again and you wonder how many more notches are left.

SMACK SMACK, SMACK SMACK

He slaps each of your nipples twice. You’re full on crying now. He grabs your face and forces you to look at him.

What did you learn?

What?!

He places the wand back on your clit, hard.

WHAT

DID

YOU

LEARN? each word is accompanied with a jerk of the wand.

Learn?!

He moves the wand away and slaps your nipples again.

SMACK SMACK

You wail. Sobbing uncontrollably. You places the wand between your legs again.

I won’t ask again.

N… n… not to be disrespectful. Sir, please!!

You feel the angle of the wand change and know this orgasm will take you out. You climb on your tiptoes, tears, snot and spit dripping off your cheeks. 

Damn right you did.

He snatches the clamps off your nipples just as your orgasm crashes out of you. Your soundless scream grows into a long ear pitching wail as your body yanks on the ropes. Your vision goes in and out and you feel dizzy as wave after wave of come leaves your body. Your body fever pitch.

He wraps a firm arm around your waist, and you feel the rope being pulled from your back as he tugs on the rope, guiding the rope through the hard point, slowly letting your arms fall in front of you. Your body slumps on his as he leans down to slowly untie each of your ankles, careful that you stay on his back as he moves to each hard point. As soon as your last ankle is untied, he quickly gathers your body before you fall. You both slide to the floor and he begins unraveling the rope around your chest, each slow slide of the rope sending goosebumps up your spine. When you are completely untied. He stands up and carries you to the couch. You curl up in his lap, whimpering. He kisses each of your nipples gently, licking and sucking each one. He grabs lotion and massages your wrists and ankles, smiling at the rope marks. He puts a blanket over you and kisses your head.

I’m sorry sir. You whisper on the edge of sleep.

That’s my good girl.

#aizawa shota #aizawa x reader #kinktober #nocoffeeorbreakfastkinktober

[shiny-slut]

I really need someone to finger me while telling me I'm a dum cunt and make me cum over and over until I'm a drooling mess that can't even speak good

#bimbo #degradation #forcedorgasm

[eddieandbird]

Forget About It

Summary: You tell Eddie about your annoying day at work and he tries his best to cheer you up.

Warnings/Tags: Smut|Drinking/Smoking|Fingering|ForcedOrgasms|PraiseKink|Female!Reader|

A/N: Reposted from my old account [edited and extended] -Bird

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“Hey! Welcome home, Sweetheart!” Eddie cheered as you walked through the door. He was sprawled out on the couch with his left leg hanging off of it. He wore his favorite Black Sabbath T-shirt with a pair of blue plaid boxers. His hair was tied up in your pink scrunchie and he held a glass of whiskey in his hand. You locked the door behind you and dropped your bag and coat in front of it.

“Hi Baby,” You answered unenthusiastically. You dropped your shoulders and rolled your head around your neck.

“Come here, Babe,” He ordered as his face fell. You walked over to him and plopped into the space he left between his legs. You grabbed his glass and took a big sip before you grabbed a cigarette from the ashtray on the coffee table and lit it. “Long day? Tell me about it” He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist. He fit his face into your neck and gave your cheek a couple pecks.

“You wouldn’t believe the day I had, Eddie. We had this absolute nightmare of a customer that screamed at me over the phone for the last three hours of work,” You grunt before exhaling smoke.

“I’m sorry Babygirl. People can be such shitheads,” Eddie said before taking a drag of the cigarette still lit in your hand. You put it back down into the ashtray before pulling him into a kiss.

“It’s whatever Eddie. I just want to forget about it,” You huffed, grabbing the remote to turn the television on. He started kissing your jaw in response, squeezing you a bit tighter. His lips warmed up the skin on your neck that was chilled from the autumn air outside. Your mouth slowly hung open from the feeling.

“I agree… Let me help you forget, Baby,” He chuckled as his hands traveled from your stomach to the top of your thighs, toying with the bottom of your dress. Your eyes were glued to his silver rings and thick fingers squeezing legs. “Will you let me help?” Your eyes shot to his. You loved how you would get lost in his puppy dog eyes every time he gave you that look. You nodded at him, biting your lip. “What was that?” He grabbed onto your thighs, parting them to be against his. He smirked watching goosebumps form on the tops of your thighs.

“Yes Eddie,” You said all giddy, your heart racing.

“Good girl,” He smirked back, sliding up your dress to your hips. You threw your head back onto his shoulder, getting a good view of what his hands were doing to you. Your breathing accelerated as he slowly dragged his fingers up and down your inner thigh. You let out a whine as he got dangerously close to the fabric of your white silk panties. 

“These are so sexy on you… are they new?” Eddie hummed into your neck.

“Mhm,” You nodded again. You gasped as he placed his two middle fingers on top of the fabric, swirling them slowly. He gave a low gasp when he started to feel a wet spot starting to form. You reached back to his thighs, digging your nails into them as you felt lust take over you.

“That’s it Baby. You like that?” A hand snaked around your throat while the other slipped inside your underwear. His grip around your neck was accompanied by a lick along your jawline. Eddie let out a chuckle as he felt your wetness. “God girl… you’re fucking soaking,”

“Eddie… please… I need more,” You whispered.

“My greedy lil girl. Take these off,” He ordered and you happily followed, hooking your thumbs into your underwear and bringing them off your legs. Eddie brought his hand to your mouth. “Spit,” You smirked before spitting and slowly licking up his two fingers. Eddie licked his lips as he watched you sucked them. He enthusiastically started to pump his fingers in and out of your mouth. When your lips released his hand, he took the hand over your throat to spread you open, and the other to press into your clit.

“Fuck Eddie,” You let out a high pitched moan. His hand was sloppily going over it again and again. Your hips bucked to match his rhythm.

“I wanna make you cum so hard, you’ll forget where you work. Shit, you might even forget my name,” He chuckled as he plunged his two fingers inside you. You yelped feeling his cold hand against your warm sex. You grinded against it, feeling his rings travel over your clit with each movement. Your eyes rolled back and moans were continuously escaping your lips. You couldn’t hold it in any longer. You squeezed his arm with your thighs as you released onto his fingers. Your body went limp against him, feeling his cock grow hard on your back.

“Mmm thanks Baby,” You cooed before kissing Eddie’s cheek. You were about to get to the bathroom and clean up when he forced your hips back down to the couch. “Eddie what the hell?” You hissed.

“Where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you yet,” He let out an evil laugh before sitting you on top of his waist. He forcefully threw each of your legs on the outside of his, spreading you out even wider than before.

“Eddie nooo… I’m too sensitive,” You whined again.

“Hm, that’s funny… cuz I’m not fucking done with you yet,” He bit your earlobe lightly before beginning to rub your clit again. You attempted to close your legs but Eddie kicked them back open. “Cum four more times, then I’ll let you go. I want you to count them as you go,” He demanded.

“One!” You screamed out before he even finished speaking his wishes. You felt frantic, digging your nails into his veiny arm.

“Good girl, keep going,” Your stomach felt warm and sweat started to drip from your forehead. 

“Hmm… Two!” You felt Eddie’s long tongue swipe across the sweat on the back of your neck. You were shaking violently as he buried his fingers into you again, pumping away even faster this time.

“C’mon Baby, you can do it,” He teased, giving a couple of strong smacks on your inner thighs, before returning to your pussy.

“Three! Eddie I-I can’t,” Happy tears streamed down your face. You had no idea you could do any of this. Your legs were impossibly stretched out and Eddie didn’t stop his furious pace for anything.

“Yes you can…” He said between kisses and bites over your shoulders.

“FOUR!” You let out the loudest moan that’s ever come out of your lungs. Eddie dropped his hands off you. He picked you up and laid you down beside him. Your legs were still violently shaking and your breathing was erratic. He chuckled as he kissed up your legs, making you squirm in response.

“Alright, now that that’s done, I’ll make us some dinner,” He flexed his arms into a stretch, feigning tiredness. He gave you a proud smirk and blew a kiss.

“Eddie please wash your hands first,” You complained, still not able to move from your position. You felt as if you were sinking into the couch as you recovered from your orgasms.

“I gotcha,” Eddie winked at you before licking up and down his fingers. Your eyes widened as you saw his tongue swirl over his silver rings.

“So fucking gross,” You hung your head, trying not to show Eddie how turned you were. 

#eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson imagine #stranger things #eddie munson fanfic

[bi-girl-on-the-western-front2]

What’s your favorite subreddit? ✨✨

Oof, I have more than a fair few 😅 but here are a handful I’ve been frequenting lately:

r/swallowmyspit

r/filthygirls

r/totallystraight

r/royaltreatment

r/forcedorgasms

r/bukkake

[nocoffeeorbreakfast]

I adore you...

It's no question or doubt that Krillin loves you. Always so attentive to all your needs and wants. Need a helping hand with the groceries? He's there before you ask. Someone picks a fight with you? He's ready to defend you regardless how strong they are. Need to come so much you blackout? Easy work.

#edgeplay #bodyworship #massageplay #praisekink #feetstuff #forcedorgasm #nocoffeeorbreakfastkinktober

I'll rub your feet, y/n! He says with a happy smile.

You stretch out on the couch as he begins rubbing your feet. His hands slick with warm oil as they glide over and across your feet. Taking his time to work each and every toe. Kneading your arches and heels, leaving no part of your feet unattended.

He shifts as he begins working your legs. Deeply massaging your calves and rotating your ankles. The warm oil lulling you to sleep, as you enjoy his quiet attentiveness. You scarcely feel when he shifts slightly to begin kneading your thighs, but the long strokes and rotations on your thighs feel exquisite. His fingers inching closer to your lips with each glide of his hands. When you feel a different kind pressure, you open your eyes slightly to see his mouth pressed against your lips through your panties. His tongue moving slowly against the fabric, matching the speed of his hands as they slide around your thighs. He inhales deeply.

You're so beautiful, y/n. So absolutely amazing. I just love inhaling your scent.

He shifts so he's completely laying between your legs. His hands gently gripping the tops of your thigh and hips. He continues his combined massages on your thighs and with his mouth. His tongue slowly lapping at the fabric, small, unhurried, figure eights from your clit to your hole while his fingers roll into your thighs. It doesn't take long before your panties are drenched, plastered to you like a second skin. He flattens his tongue against you and wraps his lips around the outside of your lips. The tip of his tongue threatening to enter you each time he rolls his tongue against you. You reach to remove your panties, but his hands stop yours.

Don't move. There's force in his voice and it vibrates against you.

His fingers grip your panties as he slowly pulls them down. You lift your ass so he can get past, and he slowly drags them down your legs. Painfully gliding the panties against your skin while he plants kisses gently on your legs. When he finally makes it to your feet, he continues his slow, treacherous assault on your toes. Sliding each toe in his warm mouth, as he rubs you. Your body feels like liquid in his hands. His fingers begin tiptoeing up your legs as soft kisses follow. As he reaches your thighs, he hooks your legs over his shoulders.

He slides a finger in with ease, slowly working in and out of you while suckling on your legs. When he slides a second finger in you, he looks deep into your eyes. His thumb rubs soft circles on your clit while his fingers work deep inside of you. The slow fire simmering inside you has you arching into his hands, desperate for more. He presses on your stomach, holding you down with ease.

Shhhh. No need to rush. God, you're beautiful like this.

His thumb applies more pressure, but not speed. You feel his fingers curl inside of you as he drums lightly on your spot. Soft whimpers escape your lips. His fingers slow and meticulous in you. His thumb with just enough pressure on your clit, makes circles that have you seeing stars. Unable to grind into him, because his hand holds you firmly in place. You want to come so bad; the orgasm is right there. He holds you there, right at the edge. Never giving you enough to fall.

You're doing so well. Look at you.

His voice soft, contradicting the fire writhing inside of you. He kisses your thighs lovingly, never stopping the beautiful, agonizingly slow, symphony he's conducting with his fingers.

You're stunning. Glorious. A goddess.

His lips lock on your clit in an instant. His tongue immediately resuming the circles his thumb left behind. His fingers drumming inside of you. Your voice catches in your throat. Your chest heaves up and down. You look down at him and he's already staring at you. At once, he applies more pressure with his mouth, adding a sucking to the now intense circles of his tongue. He slides a third finger in you and begins to work you faster, harder. Finally getting enough, your orgasm crashes out of you with ferocious velocity, projecting out of you with great force. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, and a shrill whine is all that can manage to escape you. Each movement of his tongue shifts another gear, that has you climbing the walls. His hand on your stomach applies more pressure, not allowing you to move as orgasm after orgasm ricochets through your body. He sits up, replacing his tongue with his thumb.

Keep going. Keep coming. That's it. That's my girl. Let it all out. It's ok, you deserve all of this. Soak my hands. You're so beautiful. Wow, there's so much. Such a good girl.

Your voice goes completely out as your body convulses violently against him. A final dam breaks, and the orgasm crashing out of you completely takes your vision as everything goes black. Your body goes limp on the couch. He slides his fingers out of you gently and licks them clean. He gathers you in his arms and carries you to the bedroom. He runs to the bathroom and gets a warm soapy towel. He cleans you up and covers you with the covers. He checks your breathing and finds you sleeping peacefully. He kisses your cheek.

Goodnight, beautiful. I'm so proud of my girl.

#wellthistookaturn #krillin #dbz #dbz fanfiction #dbz smut #i have no words #yes please #kinktober #nocoffeeorbreakfastkinktober