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whateveriwant · 5 months

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Idk if you're taking requests, but here I am. Maybe TF 141 with an S/O who has ADHD and when going places, like a mall, for example they'll just completely walk away and they'll just loose their S/O

I took 'reader who is always walking away' and ran with it… ba dum tss (sorry, I had to). Anyway, I hope this is sorta what you were looking for! I was in a Christmas-y mood so all of these are winter/holiday themed!

Price

The park is especially busy for a Friday afternoon. There's children playing in the snow, daring youths having a go on the frozen lake, and families everywhere making memories to last a lifetime.

You've only been sitting on this bench for roughly a quarter of an hour before Price starts to squirm beside you, something clearly making him uncomfortable. Before you can even ask what it is, he's standing from the seat in one brisk motion.

“Be back in a moment, darling,” he grumbles. “The cold makes me need to piss like a stallion.”

As he takes off to find a place to relieve himself, all you can do is laugh and call after him to, “Wash your hands!”

Five minutes and one desecrated tree later, he emerges from the secluded thicket of bushes he found, zipping up his fly discreetly. He makes his way back to the bench you'd been seated at, a bit of a spring to his step… only to deflate once he discovers you’ve disappeared into thin air.

He sighs out loud – a long, drawn-out sound. He could say he's surprised but then he'd be lying. He knows you and your tendency to wander off; this is nothing new to him. Now it's just a matter of finding you again… for the third time this week, he remarks internally.

He would try calling you but he already knows you forgot your phone at home. He's got to get better about reminding you to take it with you whenever you leave the house, especially if he's constantly having to chase after you like you're some sort of loose gerbil.

Thankfully, he sees a set of footprints which he believes to be yours leading away from the bench. So, with no better clues to guide him, he decides to follow after the tracks, hoping they'll lead him right to you.

It's not long into it that he hears a sound in the distance, sort of a low, pleasant humming that grows stronger the closer he gets. It's only a minute or two later when – eureka! – he finds you standing with a small crowd who've gathered to listen to a group of carolers.

Ahh, of course. He should've known. You just can't resist a good live performance. Like a siren calling to you in a storm, one way or another, you'll always find your way to them.

Price easily sidles up next to you, flashing a smile when you briefly turn to take notice of him. His hand finds the small of your back as he joins you in listening, enjoying the festive songs performed by the carolers.

You're standing for a while, attention fully drawn to the singers ahead, when at some point you lean into Price’s ear, your voice lowered to a whisper.

“You washed your hands?” Your question is earnest, if not a little playful.

In response, and with a tone most firm, he declares simply, “...Yep.” Though, the way his hand slips from your back and into his coat pocket reeks of something awfully similar to guilt.

Ghost

You're on your 15th row when you spot it. There, standing not quite two and a half meters tall, perfectly green and dense and conical: your Christmas tree for the year.

An excited squeal leaves your lips and you swiftly run up to the tree to admire its beauty. “This is it! This is the one! Oh, isn't it just perfect?” you say reverently.

“Hold on a minute, love,” Ghost tries to rein you in as he lags a bit further behind. “Isn't that wha' you said about the one a few rows back? Wha' about that one?”

Oh yeah! You forgot all about that tree!

Well, now that he's reminded you, you want to do a little comparison. You tell him to stay put and guard this one while you quickly run back to check out that other one.

Two, five, nearly ten minutes pass and you haven't returned, much to Ghost’s chagrin. He thinks his bollocks must’ve shrunk three sizes by now from how long he's been standing out in this freezing cold.

After a dozen or so minutes, he tries ringing you, just to make sure everything’s alright. When there's no answer on the other end, he tries again, but is met with the same silence that has a streak of alarm bolting up his spine.

Ghost has always been a worrywart when it comes to his loved ones, and that concern only amplifies when it comes to large crowds and even larger spaces.

What's taking so long? Where have you gone? Are you lost? Hurt? Something worse? His mind begins to spiral.

Fuck it, he decides, and abandons the tree in order to seek you out. As he searches, row after row yields nothing but strangers and snow-capped firs. By now he's starting to fully panic, running around like a maniac, drawing the eyes of everyone in the lot as he yells out your name.

When he finally runs into you again – literally runs into you – he's out of breath, his heart pounding, and he grabs your shoulders with his strong hands and nearly shakes you out of your knitted cap.

“Don't scare me like that!” he's more exasperated than angry, and he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug. “Thought somethin’ might've happened to you,” he confesses, holding you to his chest like he thinks you'll evaporate if he lets go.

“M’sorry,” you mumble into the wall of hard muscle. “Got distracted.” The excuse is as weak as your skeleton feels beneath his embrace.

Distracted? What could have possibly distracted you enough that you didn't hear him screaming your name?

You pull back just enough to look at him, a sad curl to your lip that he can tell is forced. “I saw the cutest French bulldog,” you say, and Ghost has the audacity to scoff. “No, really! He was wearing the most adorable little Christmas jumper, and his name was Bark-tholomew. Bark-tholomew!” you stress.

Now that he knows you're safe and sound, Ghost loosens his hold on you, closing his eyes as he feels his pulse begin to slow.

“I asked the owners for a picture. Do you wanna see him?” you add hopefully.

When Ghost opens his eyes again, he's met with that sweet look on your face – that one he's unable to resist. He holds his breath for a beat or two, before letting out a deep, resonating sigh. “...Yeah, alright. Let's see it.”

Soap

It's unsurprising to find the mall jam-packed the week before Christmas, but that doesn't mean Soap isn't still annoyed by the swarm of bodies. But that's what he gets for waiting so long to go holiday shopping. Curse those last-minute deals and his inability to pass them up!

However, rather than wandering aimlessly through the mall, Soap has a game plan for today's spree. He knows exactly what stores he wants to hit, in the order he wants to hit them. And with you following closely behind to help, he's sure it'll be no sweat.

The first shop is easy enough to navigate with you trailing after him – providing your input when he inquires, and holding his items for him once he picks the one he wants. The second shop is much the same and the third even easier.

It's on the way to the fourth where, too caught up in his lists, Soap doesn't notice as you divert from the path, something else much more appealing stealing your attention away. It isn't until he's trying to decide between the last remaining pairs of snowmen or gingerbread men socks that he turns to ask your opinion, only to find you nowhere in sight.

He peers around the store for a second, not spotting you anywhere, before he suddenly feels his phone vibrating in his pocket. Your picture flashes across his screen and when he answers, the first question out of your mouth is, “Where are you?”

Where is he? Where are you? You were supposed to be following him, he not-so-subtly reminds you.

“I'm by the Cinnabon,” you tell him, then make a sound like you're taking a sip of something. “They've got hot chocolate. Giving out free cups of it,” you say, and that has Soap's ears instantly perking up.

Oh. So that's what had you scurrying off in his time of need. Honestly though, he can't say he'd have done any differently if he had caught scent of it like you did.

His movements falter for a beat, slowly lowering both pairs of socks in his hands. “Get me a cup, will ya?”

“Sorry. Can't.”

‘Can't’?! Well, why not?

You inform him that they're only giving out one per person and they seem to be running a pretty tight ship, so it's not like you could sneak another under the radar. And that makes sense, he supposes. They want everyone to have a chance to enjoy some.

“But that's why I called,” you continue. “It looks like they're almost out. So if you want one, you gotta come quick.”

The sudden deadline has Soap's eyes darting down to the themed socks in his hands. If he leaves now, they'll no doubt be snatched up by someone else. But the prospect of a cup of hot chocolate is equally as tempting, if not more so.

After debating with himself for about half a second, he asks, “…Where’d ye say ye were again?” as he places the hangers back on their racks. “By the Cinnabon. Right.” He makes his way to the front of the store, moving as quickly as possible. “Wait there,” he tells you, and once he's out the door, he's running full speed, his shopping bags swinging violently in his hands. “I'm comin’!”

Gaz

The night before Christmas seemed as good a night as any to take a walk around the neighborhood. So once you and Gaz had bundled up all nice and warm, you went for a stroll around the block, heading wherever your feet decided to take you.

Over an hour later, you're both just enjoying the evening – giving cheerful greetings to passing neighbors, turning down unexplored streets as you try to soak in this gorgeous night.

It's as you come up to another fork in the road that Gaz suddenly realizes one of his shoes is untied. He stoops to tie the laces, eyes cast down in his concentration, and as he does, you continue walking ahead, completely unaware that you're leaving him behind.

By the time he's finished and stands up again, you've vanished into the middle of this unfamiliar neighborhood.

Damn it. There you've gone and done it again. He knew he should have invested in one of the backpack leash things you see parents try to wrangle their wayward kids in.

You’d both left your phones at home in order to try to fully immerse yourself in this experience, so now he's forced to go old school when it comes to finding you.

He knows you couldn't have gotten very far; it's only a matter of if you went one way or the other. He picks a direction at random and after walking for a moment, he comes across a passerby whom he asks if they've seen someone matching your description. When they say they haven't, he then doubles back, repeating the process in the opposite direction.

Before long, thankfully, Gaz thinks he spots you stopped in front of a house not too far in the distance. He jogs up to where you're standing, and when he comes within earshot, he jokes, “Need to get you a bell or something, hun.”

Though the joke was lame at best, you don't react to it at all; don't even seem to hear it, honestly, which is likely given how distracted you currently are.

Your focus is entirely drawn to the house before you, your back to the street as you stare up at the brick facade. The house is stunning, absolutely covered top to bottom in all sorts of Christmas lights and decorations. It's by far the best display you've seen all year, and a breath of pure amazement leaves your lips as you take it in.

“Wow…” The word clouds the chilled air with a light puff of smoke. “Isn't it beautiful?” your awe bleeds into your voice, making it gentle, dreamy, like a sweet bell ringing in his ears.

Your tone has Gaz turning to face you, watching how you marvel at the way the lights twinkle and shine. A kaleidoscope of colors reflect off your skin, and an almost angelic glow seems to radiate from within you the longer he looks.

As he admires you, Gaz can't help how a smile slowly overtakes his face. With his eyes still trained on you, he takes your hand with his, and speaks softly, almost in a whisper, “Yeah… beautiful.”

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sindar-princeling · 2 months

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LOTR Newsletter update - this time final

Hi everyone!

Thank you very much for your patience as I figured out how to organise the rest of the newsletter this year. There will have to be changes, but I tried to make my solution as convenient for all of us as I could.

Long story short: we are still reading - with changes that I hope will be okay with you.

Long story long:

It seemed that TinyLetter was genuinely the last of its kind; after many hours of searching I have to say the platforms I found were either expensive, or the free plans were too small for the size of the newsletter, or they had many social features which made it impossible to keep the newsletter under the radar (believe me, I tried, and I failed).

To keep the newsletter going and keep it under the radar, I had to come to terms with the fact that without TinyLetter, it can't take the form of e-mails - so here's what I came up with.

I have set up a MEGA folder that's available to everyone who has this link. Inside it, there is the whole newsletter - September 15th to May 26th - as an .odt file, as a .pdf file, and most importantly as an .epub file, because I assume most of you are reading on your phones (if you don't already have an .epub reader, I use FBReader, and everything worked fine on my phone). At the beginning you'll find the whole table of contents with hyperlinks, so the navigation inside the document should be easy! Grab yourself a copy and keep reading from tomorrow on!

I am aware that not all of you will want to continue reading this way - and I'm sorry I couldn't continue the newsletter in the old way. I had tons of fun sending you all the e-mails, but TinyLetter closing forced me to try to find a different platform, and when I couldn't do that - a different way to continue. Ensuring everyone who wants to keep reading has means to do that was the priority here - I didn't want there to be any breaks. And with everyone having their own copy of the whole thing on their phone or computer I hope it isn't much less convenient than e-mails.

I hope you continue reading and talking about LOTR in the tag! I'm really going to miss sending e-mails, but I'm still here coordinating everything and talking about current entries and available if you want to contact me about anything.

BIG thank you to everyone who sent their support and advice over the past few days, it has been quite a frantic almost-week, and being able to talk and consult you here and on Discord helped a lot.

#lotr newsletter #it's mine my own my precious

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blacktabbygames · 5 months

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Hey folks! Thank you so much for making Slay the Princess' launch month an absolutely incredible experience. The game already have over 3,700 reviews on Steam, 97% of which are positive, and a 91 critic score on metacritic, making it the 15th highest rated release in 2023 across all platforms, and the 3rd highest rated PC release of this year.

We can't express how much it means to us to see it resonate with so many people.

Today is the start of voting for the Steam Awards, and we'd appreciate it if you could lend Slay the Princess your vote for Outstanding Story-Rich Game. You can only submit one game per category, and you can only submit one category per game, so if everyone focuses on this one, we might stand a chance! You can vote for us here:

Today is also the start of the Steam Autumn Sale! Slay the Princess unfortunately isn't participating (Steam doesn't let you participate in sale events until 30 days after your launch, so we just missed the cut-off here) but Scarlet Hollow is 25% off!

I'd also like to take the chance to highlight a couple of bundles we're in that have stackable discounts.

The Cartoonists Turned Gamedevs Bundle

Meredith Gran's Perfect Tides is, I think, one of the most criminally underrated narrative games of at least the past several years. Some of the point-and-click mechanics can be a little challenging to navigate, but the art, writing, and overall experience is absolute top-of-class. I cannot recommend this highly enough, and if you already own Scarlet Hollow, you can get Perfect Tides for an additional 10% off its sale price whenever it's discounted by finishing this bundle: https://store.steampowered.com/bundle/29945/Cartoonists_Turned_Game_Devs/

Horrors of the Heart

If you want some romance with undercurrents (or overcurrents) of horror and the supernatural, the Horrors of the Heart bundle contains a few horror visual novel staples, including the excellent Girl-Cthuhlu-Dating-Sim Sucker for Love, and charming stuck-in-a-cabin-for-too-long Cooking Companions. Same deal as the Perfect Tides bundle: if you own any of the games in it, you can still pick up the others and get that extra discount: https://store.steampowered.com/bundle/26929/Horrors_of_the_Heart/

That's all we've got for you for now. It looks like we've zeroed in on a date for rescheduling the Slay the Princess livestream (December 16th), but we'll do a more formal announcement once that's wholly set in stone.

In terms of development work, we're taking a little time off following Slay the Princess' release, but the gears have already started turning for Scarlet Hollow Episode 5, so keep your eyes peeled for more updates.

All the best, Tony

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thetriumphantpanda · 10 months

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CHARLIEEE AHAHAHAAAA

thank you for allowing me the chance to give you all my depraved thoughts. my request is for mr. joel miller, obv.

i’m craving a good soft!dom with some daddy kink. i know this is picking way more than one HAHA, but maybe some blindfold and restraint action… a bit of sensory deprivation scene, if you will. maybe it’s readers first time trying it, but of course she trusts joel to take care of her.

bonus points for some fluffy aftercare.

MYA BESTIE SAY LESS. I GOTCHU. I SEE YOU. I LOVE YOU. Also sorry but this might actually be trash... idk I'm feeling weird about it but the longer I look at it the worse it gets so HERE WE GO.

Pairing | Joel Miller x F!Reader

Word Count | 1.8k

Warnings | Explicit. 18+, Minors DNI. We've got soft Dom!Joel, restraints, blindfolds, daddy kink, teasing, unprotected PiV sex and a spattering of sweet aftercare.

Part of my 1k Smut Sensation Celebration - if you want in, check here for details - I’m accepting requests through July 15th.

“That too tight?” Joel’s gruff voice is speaking from above you.

You wriggle your wrists. There’s still plenty of slack that you can move them about a little, but enough to keep you tied to the headboard, just as you wanted. You can already feel the roughness of the rope scratching the skin of your wrists, but at this point you’re beyond caring. You’d asked for this, this was what you wanted, and so far, Joel is delivering everything you’d wanted.

“Perfect,” You squeak out, looking up to find him staring down at you expectantly, “Daddy, sorry, it’s perfect, daddy.”

“Good girl,” He murmurs, letting his fingers run a little way down the bare skin of your arms before he’s pulling away, standing at the foot of the bed in just his boxers, “I’m gonna take real good care of you, sweet girl,” He’s speaking as he bends to where his backpack is at the end of the bed, pulling out a strip of material that looks like it was a tie in its previous life, he’s rounding back to you on the bed, “Lift your head up for me a little,” He instructs, you do as you’re told and he’s wrapping the tie around your head to cover your eyes, “Still okay?”

“Still okay.” You speak.

“Good,” You can’t see him anymore, but you can feel the movement on the mattress as he stands again, “Anything gets too much, you use that word, you remember it?”

“Red.”

His voice is further away when he responds, “Good girl.” Then you feel his calloused palm grip your ankle, the sudden touch that you weren’t expecting makes you jump, which causes him to chuckle low in his chest.

You can feel the bottom of the mattress dip as Joel kneels between your ankles, he’s got a hand on each and he’s dragging his palms slowly up the skin of your legs. Asking to be restrained and blindfolded had seemed like such a good idea at the time, but now you were aching to reach out and touch him, coax his mouth up to the apex of your thighs, to show him what you really wanted, as if he didn’t already know.

When Joel reaches your knees, you can feel his hands gripping the bend of your legs, pushing them back as you feel the bed dip more where he’s lying down now. You can feel his breath on your pussy, already wanton and aching from where he’d kissed you breathless and stripped you down ever so slowly before tying you up. You buck your hips up towards the source of the hot breath, receiving a sharp squeeze to the skin he’s holding.

“Now, now,” He warns, “That’s not how a good girl behaves, is it?”

You grumble, “No daddy,” You acquiesce, “I’m sorry.”

“You’ll get everything you want, sweet girl,” He pressed a kiss to the inside of your thigh, facial hair scratching at your delicate skin, “You’ve just gotta be patient, okay?”

Your response is a moan as you settle your hips back on the bed. Joel presses another soft kiss to the inside of your thigh before he’s pulling his mouth away. You’re expecting him to move to the other side, much like he always does, but the next time he kisses you, it’s on your tummy, then his lips are pressing a kiss to the soft curls at your mound, then moments later they’re back at your thighs.

It's hard to keep up with, you don’t know where his lips are going to touch next, and it’s got your chest heaving and your body writhing. He knows where you want his lips the most, he can feel the way you’re trying to subtly move yourself, so his mouth is where you want him. But he’s not done. The control he has over you in this moment is overwhelming and he’s going to make you wait as long as he can bear before he gives in. He continues to pepper soft kisses across every inch of your skin, reveling in the way that your whines and gasps are coming a mile a minute.

“Joel, please,” You beg, “I can’t take it anymore.”

“Poor baby,” He coos softly when he’s at the skin between the valley of your breasts, “So needy for me, aren’t you?” He’s trailing his lips down your abdomen, letting his tongue run wet trails over your skin until he’s back between your legs, “Does my sweet girl need my mouth here?” You can hear him ask, before you can feel the pad of what you think is his thumb running lightly along the seam of your pussy.

“Yes, daddy,” You groan at finally feeling him where you want him the most, “I need you.”

“Alright baby,” You can feel his breath fanning the skin there now, “You’ve been so good for me, so patient, let me make you feel good.”

You can feel his rough hands spreading the lips of your pussy, baring your slick center to him, before he presses a singular open-mouthed kiss to your clit. The feeling of him finally putting his lips on you is ecstasy. One small touch of his mouth and you’re aflame, skin prickling with pleasure. He goes back a second time, just another kiss to your clit, but this time he finishes with a flick of his tongue across it and now you’re letting out an obscene moan from your mouth.

Then, Joel Miller does what Joel Miller does best and devours you. His tongue is inside your pussy, coating his mouth in as much of your slick as he can manage, the pad of his thumb working circles over your clit when his tongue isn’t. He can tell all the teasing has you worked up, the way you’re grinding into his tongue and chasing the pressure of his fingers on you. You’ve been a good girl, he decides, he’ll give you what you want.

“Does my sweet girl want to come?” He asks, latching his mouth around your clit to suck, you let his name drop from your lips, “I know she does, go on baby, let go for me.”

He manages another three swipes of his tongue before you’re arching your back off the bed, the rope tightening around your wrists, adding pain to the insane pleasure currently coursing through your body as he works your through the shuddering aftershocks. God, you wish you could see him right now. He always did the same thing, grins up at you with his wet mouth, eyes dark like predator pouncing on prey, as he slinks up to rest between your thighs. You can feel him shift from the bed, thinking he must be taking off his underwear, before there’s that telltale dip in the mattress.

You almost cry with relief when you feel his body press to yours, the broad expanse of his chest is pressed to yours, you can feel the stiffness of his cock sliding through your folds, nudging at your clit as he settles himself above you. You can feel his palms resting on the bed on either side of your head, then you can feel his breath fanning across your face as he kisses you. You can taste yourself on him, his tongue in your mouth, mixing with your own, as you drink yourself down, then he’s dragging his perfect nose across your cheek to rest next to your ear.

“Still okay?” He whispers, letting his tongue jut out to lick across your earlobe.

“Still okay.” You confirm, tilting your head so he can press kisses to your neck.

“Gonna fuck you so good baby, you ready?”

“So ready,” You whine as you feel him start to slide his thick cock into your aching cunt, “Feel so good, daddy.”

“Yeah, that’s right sweet girl,” You can hear him panting into your ear as he bottoms out, “Daddy fucks you real good, doesn’t he?”

All you want is to wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and grip onto him as he fucks into you. Want to be able to lean up and press kisses to the sweaty skin of his chest. Grip the meat of his ass to bring him deeper inside of you.

“Look so fuckin’ pretty for me baby,” He chokes out, as he picks up his pace, “All spread out and takin’ me like a good girl.”

As his thrusts get harder, you start grinding your hips up to meet him. You want this man to give you everything he has. You’ve given him everything you have in this moment, most of all the unbridled trust you have in him, that he’ll tie you up and use you like this, the kind of trust you’ve never had with anyone before.

“Want you to come for me, daddy.” You let out a moan as he uses one hand to tilt your hips so he’s hitting that incredible spot inside you. If your eyes were open, you’d be able to see stars.

“Fuck baby- I’m so close.” You can feel his pace getting sloppy, can hear the way his gasps and groans are speeding up.

Then, he’s pulling out of you, just as he always does. You can hear him grunting and the slap of his skin as he fists his cock, before the warmth of his cum is spreading across your lower tummy. You feel his big palm come to rest on your hip as he’s heaving in air to his lungs. Then, you can feel him clambering over you and taking the blindfold off.

“Hey pretty lady,” He smiles, pressing a kiss to your nose once the material over your eyes is gone, “Let me untie you.”

His fingers make light work of untying the knots he’d made in the rope. You’re grateful for the relief of the scratchy material being gone. He leaves you on the bed, pressing a kiss to your temple before he leaves the room, coming back moments later with a glass of water and a washcloth, which he uses first to soothe between your legs before wiping away his cum from your skin.

“Get under the covers,” He encourages once he’s pulled the duvet back, letting you slide in first before he’s getting in as well, pulling you to his chest, “They sore?” He asks when he notices the red marks along your wrists.

“A little.” You reply honestly, watching intently as he takes one of your hands in his, bringing your wrist to his mouth before he’s peppering soft and gentle kisses around it like a bracelet. He does the same to the other wrists, promising to pick some salve up from the general store in town when he’s out in the morning.

“Did you like it?” He asks, lips mumbling into the top of your hair.

You’re sleepy, struggling to keep your eyes open, but you tilt your head up to him, “Yeah, I liked it,” You smile, “Liked it a lot, but I still think I prefer to watch you when you come for me.”

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fickleminder · 5 months

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seven supervillains and one (1) normie

You move in with seven normal, law-abiding housemates.

Here’s my piece for @obeymezine! Leftover sales are live till Dec 15th, so do consider supporting us since all proceeds will be going to charity :)

Lucifer looks even more handsome in person.

You find yourself paying more attention to him and the deep timbre of his voice than the tour of Serenity Manor and its rules. Only a firm call of your name snaps you back to the present.

“This will be your room,” he says, opening one last door for you to step through. It’s decently furnished with all the basic necessities and has an en suite to boot. How generous. “Is this to your satisfaction?”

“Oh absolutely, everything looks great!” You wheel your luggage into a corner and set your backpack down on the large study table. “I still can’t believe I got matched with you guys for the boarding program. Thank you so much for having me!”

“The pleasure is ours.” Lucifer gives you a polite nod. “Make yourself at home, and I will introduce you to my brothers tomorrow. We hope you’ll enjoy your stay here with us.”

“Surveillance systems are online,” Levi reports as all eyes watch you unpack on the screen. “Ugh, bugging rooms is so old school. It’s only the first day, I doubt there’ll be any suspicious activity.”

“And it better stay that way.” Satan’s already profiling you from your posters on the walls, your stuffed sheep on the bed, your clothes in the closet. No red flags yet, as far as he can discern.

“Pfft, what can one exchange student do to us?” Mammon scoffs. Your background check was clean, your documents checked out. In every practical sense, you were an ordinary postgraduate taking courses at the local university for a year. “Loosen up guys!”

Lucifer shoots him a glare indicating he has no intention of doing so. “No funny business. It’s unfortunate that we have to go undercover in our own home, but Elysium’s agents are on to us. We need to mask our activities and blend in, and we have no choice but to wait for them to leave. Until then, continue to follow Prince’s orders, but keep things low-key. Do I make myself clear?”

“—massive destruction of property at Settler’s factory premises. Witnesses say it was Gluttony in another one of his rampages, and this marks the fourth attack in…”

You glance towards a face-palming Lucifer at the breakfast table. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes, perfectly fine.” He smiles through gritted teeth and switches off the TV, silencing the news.

You have a few days before classes officially start, so you decide to take some time familiarizing yourself with the town. Lucifer has graciously agreed to escort you, along with one of his brothers.

“And that’s about it, really. Is there anywhere else you wanna go?” Belphie asks after they’ve given you a cursory tour. You mention wanting to return to the confectionery shop you passed by a while back, and he smirks. “Sure, but if you’re looking for Settler products, they might not have much stock.”

“That’s alright! They used to be one of my favorite brands you know, but then I found out they engaged in a lot of questionable business practices. It’s a shame really, I liked their stuff.”

Lucifer feels his work phone vibrating in his pocket all of a sudden and curses mentally. What could Barbatos possibly want at this moment? “Apologies, I… have to use the washroom,” he excuses himself in a hurry, discreetly signaling Belphie to cover for him before running off.

Almost half an hour passes with no Lucifer in sight.

“He’s been gone for a while. Should we go and check up on him?” You ask worriedly.

“Nah, it’s fine.” Belphie sniggers. “He usually takes really long shits anyway. Let’s just go. He’ll catch up eventually.”

Lucifer meets you back in the manor at the end of the day, and you miss the dirty look he sends Belphie behind your back after you recommend some home remedies for treating diarrhea.

“Satan, I need some advice!” The blond follows your voice to the kitchen and freezes when he sees you holding his collection of hunting knives. For gutting people, not cutting meat. “I’m making lunch. Which of these are for fruits and vegetables?”

This is why Lucifer always nags us about picking up our toys, Satan realizes belatedly. Fuck, he probably left them out on the couch or something. At least he’d remembered to clean off the blood first. “Those aren’t for cooking. They’re for, uh, self-defense.” Idiot, is that the best you could come up with? There’s no way it’ll—

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have assumed.” You gasp and quickly return the knives to him. “One of my old roommates used to sleep with a dagger under their pillow, though I personally prefer to keep a baseball bat next to my bed. Besides, didn’t some rich politician get murdered in his own house just recently? The manor seems secure and you guys have Cerberus, but better safe than sorry I guess.”

Satan is still reeling from your sheer obliviousness, but he knows better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. “I completely agree,” he says with a poker face.

Mammon’s Lexura is a sight to behold, but you’re more interested in how fast she can go.

“Oi, I know you’re worried about your friend but keep your oily fingers to yourself, you hear?” He grumbles, opening the garage door for you and Beel to enter. “Which mall was it again?”

“The one with Bullseye,” you reply distractedly, furiously tapping away on your phone. “I can’t believe she and her girlfriend got harassed in public. You only read stories about this happening to other people online. What kind of fucked up organization calls themselves a charity and— Shit!”

You trip on something and drop your phone. It bounces and skids under Mammon’s car, but Beel instinctively steps forward before you can even react. With one arm, he tilts the vehicle just enough for you to duck under and retrieve it.

“Wow, thanks so much Beel!” You dust your phone off and check for cracks on the screen while Mammon sweats buckets behind you. “You gotta share your workout routine with me sometime. Hey, do you mind coming along and being our muscle for the day?”

“Okay.” Beel agrees easily, and you pump your fists.

“—worth millions. The curator declined to comment…”

“This is crazy, I was there just last week!” You exclaim while chewing on your dinner. “The museum had lots of cool stuff on display. Mostly illegally imported, if you catch my drift, but not anymore huh?”

Asmo winks at you. “What a shame. You could have seen Lust in action first-hand.”

“Aren’t heists supposed to be discreet? He is pretty good-looking though, I’ll give him that.”

“Is he prettier than me?” The entire table goes deathly silent as you squint between Asmo’s fluttering eyelashes and the masked supervillain on the TV screen. “Don’t you think he’d look better with a boob window?”

“…Nah, he doesn’t have the tiddies to pull it off.” Your gaze unconsciously flickers to Beel’s chest. “Plus the butts don’t match. Yours is flatter.”

Asmo’s jaw drops in mock outrage. “Honey, have you been checking me out? How very scandalous of you~”

“Enough, please.” Lucifer sighs amidst your spluttering.

“That’s it. We’re screwed, our cover is blown. I knew this was a bad idea…”

“Let’s just resort to good ol’ fashioned murder and then frame it as a runaway case. No one will ever know!”

“This manor is a fortress located in the safest part of town. What the fuck do you think people will presume there is to run from?”

“There were a couple of close calls, but I think we’re still in the clear.” Beel recalls you quoting your statistics professor after an extended period of time where one of them would come home late the night before a major news event: correlation does not imply causation.

“Need I remind all of you, it was our proposal to join the boarding program as a front. Prince approved it himself, and I won’t allow us to back out now.”

“Shut up, Lucifer. Don’t you have any politicians to assassinate?” Belphie sneers.

“We will see this through.” Lucifer refuses to budge, ever the prideful bastard. “We’re still safe, but keep your guards up. Understood?”

The kitchen is pitch black this time of night, but Levi’s had years to figure out a way around without alerting anyone he’s back.

“I hate on-site jobs,” he grumbles to himself. “What kind of company doesn’t have remote access to their servers nowadays? Let’s see how they like it when people steal and sell their private data instead, muahahaha— Eek!”

“Hmm? Levi?” You stifle a yawn and shuffle towards the rack of cups. “Why’re you up at this hour?”

Levi is still blinking away the spots in his vision from the sudden onslaught of light when you flipped the switch. He pales as you stare at his costume and equipment on the counter. “Wait, it’s not what it looks like—”

“Late con, huh? Must have been fun. You were still in character there. Heheh.” You pour yourself a glass of water. “Nice cosplay by the way. G’night.”

“G-goodnight!” Levi waits to hear the sound of your door closing before wheezing hysterically in relief.

You sigh blissfully under the weight of four cats lounging on various parts of your body. “I’ll admit I had my doubts at first, but this is exactly what I needed. Thank you.”

“My pleasure.” Satan takes a long sip of his tea while petting the snoozing tabby on his lap. He looks like one of those criminal masterminds in the movies. “Visiting cat shelters is the best way to unwind after a long week. And don’t worry, I have it on good authority that this one actually takes proper care of our furry friends.”

“That’s reassuring to hear! I’ll never understand why anyone would want to hurt these precious babies.” A little calico wanders near your face and boops your nose with its toe beans. “If only all shelters could be as noble as this one. Remind me to stop by the donation box before we leave!”

“Gladly. Speaking of donations, remember that charity group that messed with your friends? I heard someone stole every last penny from their funds and now they’re on the verge of insolvency. Truly, this is karma at work.”

“Schadenfreude!” You cheer before the two of you clink cups and drink.

“Hey, you’ve been in there for a while now. Do you need— Oh.”

“Belphie!” You grin at him sheepishly and fidget with your rubber gloves. “I’m sorry, I’m really bad at this. My old dorm had a janitor, so I’ve never been assigned toilet duty before…”

“No wonder. You’d be dead in minutes if you kept this up,” Belphie snaps, quickly moving the unopened bottle of bleach away from you. “Mixing cleaning products is a sure-fire way to poison yourself.”

You wince at his harsh tone, and Belphie’s expression softens in sympathy.

“Here, I’ll teach you.” And then he proceeds to detail exactly what chemicals are in each product, which combinations produce different kinds of fumes with varying levels of toxicity, how to make odorless gasses that can kill a man in seconds—

“Why’d you stop?” You protest when Belphie abruptly cuts himself off. He’s probably feeling embarrassed about oversharing. “This is super informational. I’d be dead without you!”

“…Right.” He blinks, nonplussed. “You’re welcome, or whatever. Just stay away from the bleach, okay?”

Mammon shuffles the deck with deft hands and explains the rules. “You play as an Elysium agent of your choice, and your goal is to defeat the mob boss terrorizing the city: Jesús Iglesias Ken. The game can be competitive or cooperative depending on which rules we follow, but I say we do competitive mode and bet on the winner!”

“Ugh, shaddup Mammon!” Levi groans while you set up the board and pieces.

“Now, for the characters! We have Kid, a tiny chihuahua of an agent who has lots of good buffs from the sweets he eats. Director, who can move other players during his turn; but don’t get fooled by his smile. He can be super scary sometimes! Spear, man that guy packs a punch. He’s a damage dealer with shitty taste buds.”

Too busy paying attention to Mammon, you don’t see the way Levi makes throat-slitting gestures and mouths SHUT UP SHUT UP STUPIDMAMMON—

“There are also NPCs like Sorcerer, who can help or hinder you depending on your actions, shady bastard. And Aristocrat, who’s on the villain’s side and a total bootlicker, but he gives valuable intel for the right price.”

“How do you know all of this? I don’t see it in the rule book.” You scan the character description section intently. “Don’t tell me… You’re secretly a fan!”

Mammon chokes, finally catching on to Levi’s signals. Both of them exchange wide-eyed looks before forcibly grinning at you. “Yeah, totally, I’m a fan! Hahaha…”

“What a nerd, right?” Levi laughs nervously. “Anyway, this game is more fun with more players, so let’s just play something else for now, okay? Okay.”

“I’ve got reports that Elysium’s agents are finally moving out. We should be cleared to resume normal operations soon.”

“Our plan worked like a charm! Ooh, we’re so close~”

“Good job, everyone.” Lucifer nods with a satisfied smile. “This will all be over shortly. And just in time too. A year’s almost up.”

Everyone falls silent as their thoughts drift to you. It’ll be quiet without you around; you may not have been the sharpest tool in the shed, but you were always kind and genuine with all of them. It goes without saying that they’ll definitely miss you once you’re gone.

“We should stay in touch,” Mammon proposes suddenly, looking none of his brothers in the eye. “Y’know, to keep tabs and make sure we weren’t compromised or anything. See things through to the end and all that.”

For once, nobody objects to Mammon’s idea. “Indeed,” Lucifer murmurs in approval.

“I’ll be on campus studying for my ethics finals. See you all at dinner!”

You set up camp at your favorite corner: a little nook in the section of the library that’s perpetually empty. Just as you make yourself comfortable and open your laptop, someone pings you with an encrypted message.

Grinning to yourself, you easily bypass Levi’s embedded spyware and open up a private channel to take the call. “Barb, it’s so good to hear from you!”

“Good afternoon.” A polished voice greets you from the speakers, and you quickly plug in your headphones to prevent eavesdropping. “Apologies for the disturbance, but I have the data you requested.”

“Thanks Barbatos. You really are the best AI I’ve ever created!”

“I am the only AI you’ve ever created, but the sentiment is acknowledged. Did your side project go well?”

“Always so humble, haha! And yes, it went wonderfully! It’s so good to finally meet the brothers face-to-face. They’re such a lively bunch!”

“I concur. Back to business: the up-and-coming cosmetics company you asked me to look into? It turns out your hunch was right; I’ve found evidence that they rely heavily on animal testing for their products.”

“A job for Belphie then. He’ll know how to put those chemicals to better use.”

“Of course. On a separate note, another political party has been pushing for…”

#writing #obey me #obey me fanfic #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #zine

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ITS TIME

FOR

DINOSAUR MARCH MADNESS 2k23!!!!!!!!!!!!

Starting NEXT WEEK, we begin the ultimate competition:

DMM: RISING STARS

These are ALL dinosaurs that have been discovered in the past five years!!! New friends from old times!!! Including such new fan favorites as Bajadasaurus, Jakapil, Meraxes, and Anachronornis - and that's only four of them!

From the weird to the wonderful, these dinosaurs are here to indicate that just because they were found recently, doesn't mean that they aren't destined to become icons like the names we already know and love. Get ready to learn about some new paleontological excitement - and debate angrily over which ones are better ;)

Round One will go from March 1st through the 7th

Round Two will extend from March 8th through the 14th

Round Three will then go from the 15th to the 21st

Round Four from the 22nd to the 28th

And the FINAL FOUR SHOWDOWN (Ornithischian Vs Sauropodomorph vs Nonavian theropod vs Bird) will occur from March 29th through April 4th!

Thanks to the new tumblr poll feature, reconstructions and mini factfiles for each dinosaur will be on the post with the poll itself! No need to leave tumblr, no personal research, no google quizzes - just rapid learning and immediate voting!

Get ready to vote! Get ready to debate! Get ready... for DINOSAUR MARCH MADNESS!

Round One Matchups under the readmore :)

SAUROPODOMORPHA (and miscellany)

Gnathovorax vs Mbiresaurus Bagualosaurus vs Issi

Ngwevu vs Kholumolumo Bagualia vs Amanzia

Lingwulong vs Bajadasaurus Lavocatisaurus vs Ruixinia

Abditosaurus vs Ibirania Australotitan vs Mansourasaurus

ORNITHISCHIA

Sanxiasaurus vs Changmiania Iyuku vs Sinocephale

Bisticeratops vs Crittendenceratops Kelumapusaura vs Gobihadros

Ajnabia vs Tlatolophus Jakapil vs Bashanosaurus

Stegouros vs Patagopelta Spicomellus vs Jinyunpelta

NONAVIAN THEROPODA

Berthasaura vs Vespersaurus Spectrovenator vs Riparovenator

Asfaltovenator vs Meraxes Suskityrannus vs Maip

Daurlong vs Natovenator Bannykus vs Ambopteryx

Caihong vs Hesperornithoides Falcatakely vs Janavis

NEORNITHES (BIRDS)

Vorombe vs Prodontopteryx Asteriornis vs Panraogallus

Anachronornis vs Conflicto Annakacygna vs Nasidytes

Aviraptor vs Cryptogyps Miosurnia vs Primoptynx

Danielsraptor vs Heracles Eofringillirostrum vs Heliothraupis

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Situated on a dramatic limestone cliff in the Golden Vale, the Rock of Cashel is a breathtaking symbol of Ireland's medieval era, boasting an unparalleled collection of historical sites. Here, you'll find everything from an ancient round tower and a towering high cross to a Romanesque chapel, a majestic Gothic cathedral, an abbey, the Hall of the Vicars Choral, and a 15th-century Tower House — easily the most impressive set of medieval structures you can find in Ireland.

The Rock of Cashel has a rich history as the stronghold for the kings of Munster, adding layers of myth and legend to its already fascinating story. It's believed that St. Patrick made his way here to convert King Aenghus to Christianity, marking a defining moment in Ireland's spiritual history. Moreover, it was on this very ground that Brian Boru was declared High King in 978, highlighting Cashel's significance as a political powerhouse.

In 1101, the Rock underwent a significant transformation when it was handed over to the church, quickly becoming a key religious center in Ireland. Among its surviving structures, Cormac’s Chapel is particularly noteworthy, home to the only Romanesque frescoes left in Ireland, showcasing the deep historical and cultural impact of this site.

📸: Rashed Henderson

#Rashed Henderson #The Rock of Cashel #Golden Vale #Ireland #Dramatic Limestone Cliff #Medieval Era #Breathtaking #Historical Sites #Travel #Photography

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HIII HERE IS MY FIRST DTIYS!!!

i recently hit 100 followers so i drew pixal since she was my first ninjago related post :3c

its so crazy that m at 100 already bro,,, ty guys sooo much!!!

submissions are due by april 15th and winners will be announced shortly after

please use the tag emimiisfirst100dtiys and tag me so i can see your submissions ><

go nuts and be creative with your version of my drawing and feel free to alter the pixal design or dress design!!

1st place: full body (full colour)

2nd place: half body (full colour) OR full body (sketch)

3rd place: bust/pfp (full colour) OR half body (sketch)

#emimiisfirst100dtiys #dtiys #ninjago #lego ninjago #pixal #pixal borg #ninjago pixal #pixal ninjago #art #digital art #draw this in your style #mar 10

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Brinkwhump Linkdump

I'm on tour with my new, nationally bestselling novel The Bezzle! Catch me in TUCSON (Mar 9-10), then San Francisco (Mar 13), Anaheim, and more!

Once again, I find myself arriving at the weekend with a giant backlog of links, triggering a linkump, the 15th such dumpage, a variety-pack of miscellany for your weekend. Here's the previous editions:

https://pluralistic.net/tag/linkdump/

Let's start with the latest incredible news from KPMG, the accounting and auditing giant that is relied upon as a source of ground truth for a truly terrifying share of the world's economy. KPMG has a well-deserved reputation for incompetence and corruption. They first came on my radar in 2001 when they sent a legal threat to a blogger for linking to their website without permission:

https://memex.craphound.com/2001/12/05/reason-4332442-not-to-ask/

The actual link was to KPMG's corporate anthem, which remains, to this day, a banger:

https://web.archive.org/web/20040428063826/http://chkpt.zdnet.com/chkpt/uknewsita/http://anthems.zdnet.co.uk/anthems/kpmg.mp3

Don't miss the DJ remixes (and the Nokia ringtone!) that the internet thoughtfully provided when KPMG decided that it didn't want the world to know about "Our Vision of Global Strategy":

https://web.archive.org/web/20011128153057/http://corporateanthems.raettig.org/

Now all this is objectively very funny, a relic of the old, good internet from one of its moments of glory, but KPMG? They were already enshittifying, even in 2001, and the enshittification only intensified thereafter. Nearly every accounting scandal of the past quarter-century has KPMG in it somewhere, from con-artists selling exhausted oil fields to rubes:

https://www.desmog.com/2021/06/03/miller-energy-kpmg-auditors-oil-fraud/

To killer nursing homes that hire KPMG to audit its books – and to advise it on how to defeat safety audits and murder your grandma:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/05/09/dingo-babysitter/#maybe-the-dingos-ate-your-nan

They're the architects of Microsoft's tax-evasion plot:

https://www.propublica.org/article/the-irs-decided-to-get-tough-against-microsoft-microsoft-got-tougher

And they were behind Canada's dysfunctional covid contact-tracing app, which never worked, but generated tens of millions in billings to the government of Canada, who used KPMG to hire programmers at $1,500/day, plus KPMG's 30% commission:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/01/31/mckinsey-and-canada/#comment-dit-beltway-bandits-en-canadien

KPMG's most bizarre scandal is literally stranger than fiction. The company bribed SEC personnel help its own accountants cheat on ethics exams. The corrupt officials were then given high-paid jobs at KPMG:

https://www.nysscpa.org/news/publications/the-trusted-professional/article/sec-probe-finds-kpmg-auditors-cheating-on-training-exams-061819

I mean it when I say this is stranger than fiction. I included it as a plot-point in my new finance crime novel The Bezzle (now a national bestseller!), and multiple readers have written to me since the book came out a couple weeks ago to say that they thought I was straining their credulity by making up such an outrageous scandal:

https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250865878/thebezzle

But all of that is just scene-setting (and a gratuitous plug for my book) for the latest KPMG scandal, which is, possibly, the most KPMG scandal of all KPMG scandals. The Australian government hired KPMG to audit Paladin, a security contractor that oversees the asylum seekers the country locks up on one of its island gulags (yes, gulags, plural).

Ever since, Paladin has been the subject of a string of ghastly human rights scandals – the worst stuff imaginable, rape and torture and murder of adults and children. Paladin made AU423 million on this contract.

And here's the scandal: KPMG audited the wrong company. The Paladin that the Australia government paid KPMG to audit was based in Singapore. The Paladin that KPMG audited was a totally different company, based in Papua New Guinea, who already had a commercial relationship with KPMG. It was this colossal fuckup that led to the manifestly unfit Singaporean company getting nearly half a billion dollars in public funds:

https://www.theguardian.com/business/2024/feb/24/incredible-failure-kpmg-rejects-claims-it-assessed-the-wrong-company-before-423m-payment-to-paladin

KPMG denies this. KPMG denies everything, always. Like, they denied creating "power maps" of decision-makers in the Australian government to target with influence campaigns in order to win contracts like this one. Who knows, maybe, this one time, they're telling the truth? After all, the company whose employees gather to sing lyrics like these can't be all bad, right?

The time is now to lead the way, We share the same the idea That may win by the end of the day. Our strength is here to stay. Identity, one energy, One strategy, with sympathy. These are the words that will lead us into a new world.

https://everything2.com/title/KPMG+corporate+anthem

You may find it strange that I'm still carrying around the factoid that KPMG once threatened to crush a blogger for linking to its terrible corporate anthem, but that's just my "Memex Method," which helps me keep track of literally everything that seemed important to me through most of my adult life:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/05/09/the-memex-method/

One of my favorite quips from the very quotable Riley Quinn is that "leftists are cursed with object-permanence" – that is, we actually remember what just happened and use it to think about what's happening now. The Memex Method is object permanence for 20+ years worth of stuff. A lot of those deep archives never see use, but there's a surprising number of leading indicators buried in the stuff that happened in years gone by.

Take James Boyle's 2014, XKCD-style comic about the experience of driving a notional Apple car:

https://www.thepublicdomain.org/2014/11/07/apple-updates-a-comic/

Apple, it turns out, spent the next decade working on just such a car, and while that car has now been canceled, Boyle's comic correctly anticipates so much about the trajectory Apple's products took. It's uncannily accurate – real "don't invent the torment nexus"/"cyberpunk was a warning, not a suggestion" stuff:

https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/torment-nexus

But no matter how many times we insist that the torment nexus shouldn't be created, the boardrooms of end-stage capitalism continue to invent them. Take HP, the poster-child for enshittification, edging out even KPMG in the race to turn everything into a pile of shit. After years of tormenting people to punish them for wanting to print things, HP has announced a new service that so mustache-twirlingly evil that it lacks verisimilitude:

https://arstechnica.com/gadgets/2024/02/hp-wants-you-to-pay-up-to-36-month-to-rent-a-printer-that-it-monitors/

Here's the pitch: HP will sell you a printer that you don't own. In addition to paying a monthly fee for your ink – which you pay no matter whether you print or not – you will also pay a monthly fee just for having HP's printer on your premises. You are absolutely, positively forbidden from using third-party ink in this printer, and must use HP's own ink, which sells for about $10,000/gallon.

But while you aren't allowed to use this printer in ways that are bad for HP's shareholders, HP is absolutely free to use the printer in ways that are bad for you. When you click through the signup agreement, you grand HP permission to surveil every document you print – and your home wifi network more generally – and to sell that data to anyone and everyone.

What's more, HP reserves the right to discipline you with punitive credit-card charges if you disconnect this printer from the internet, on the basis that doing so makes it harder for them to spy on your printer.

I'm sorry, this is just more torment nexus shit, the kind of thing you'd expect to drop on Apr 1, not Feb 29, but I guess this is where we are. I can only conjecture as to whether HP's businesses strategists are directly taking direction from my novella "Unauthorized Bread," or whether they're learning about it second-hand from a KPMG consultant who converted it to Powerpoint form and charged $1,500/day for the work:

https://arstechnica.com/gaming/2020/01/unauthorized-bread-a-near-future-tale-of-refugees-and-sinister-iot-appliances/

All of this cartoonish villainry is the totally foreseeable consequence of a culture of impunity, in which companies like HP and KPMG can rob, cheat, steal (and sometimes even kill) without consequence. This impunity is so pervasive that the exceptions – where a rich criminal faces real consequences – become touchstones: Enron, Arthur Anderson, Theranos, and, of course, FTX.

FTX was arguably the largest-scale corporate crime in world history, stealing more than $10 billion dollars, mostly from rubes sucked in by hype and Superbowl ads. When news that FTX founder and owner Sam Bankman-Fried was convicted of fraud and was in for a lengthy prison sentence made a huge stir, because criminals like SBF usually walk away from the wreckage with their hands in their pockets, whistling a jaunty tune.

One of the very best commentators on cryptocurrency scams generally and FTX/SBF in particular is Molly White, whose Web3 is Going Just Great feed is utterly indispensable. White's newsletter, "Citation Needed," dives deep into the wrangle of SBF's sentencing:

https://www.citationneeded.news/issue-52/

Bankman-Fried's parents – prominent law professors at top law schools – helped brief the court this week on their son's punishment. According to them, SBF faces 100 years in prison, but should be sentenced to 5.5-6.5 years at the most. Why? Because he is a vegan, who is not greedy, and feels remorse, and cares for individuals (recall that SBF presented himself as the avatar of the batshit "effective altruism" philosophy while privately admitting that he used this as a smokescreen).

The most bizarre note in the 100-page filing is SBF's mother declaring that her son is an "angel of mercy," apparently unaware of the grisly meaning of that term:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angel_of_mercy_(criminology)

America's prisons are a travesty and I wouldn't wish them on anyone, but that's not the argument SBF's parents are making; rather, they're arguing that their special boy doesn't deserve the treatment America metes out to poorer, less white people who merely steal hundreds or thousands of dollars. A crook who steals ten billion should be handled the way a casino handles a whale – with concierge service.

The problem is, there are so many of these remorseless, relentless crooks that there's no way we could scale up that white-glove treatment when we finally round 'em all up and make them pay. Writing for The American Prospect, Maureen Tkacik tells us about the ransomware attack that shut down America's pharmacy system last month:

https://prospect.org/health/2024-03-01-zoomer-hackers-shut-down-unitedhealthcare/

The attack brought down Change Healthcare, part of the monopolist Unitedhealth, which serves as the "pharmacy benefit manager" to a vast swathe of American pharmacies. PBM is one of those all-American finance scams, a middleman garlanded with performative complexity put there to make you feel stupid for asking why independent pharmacies all have to pay rent to this malicious, unaccountable – and now, manifestly incompetent – gang of crooks.

Tkacik's breakdown of this scam – and how it rendered Americans' ability to get the drugs they depend on to go on breathing – is characteristically brilliant. Tcacik is fast emerging as my favorite Explainer of Scams, a print version of John Oliver or Adam Conover. You may recall her work from my post last week on how private equity has taken a wrecking ball to America's hospitals:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/02/28/5000-bats/#charnel-house

I always try to finish these linkdumps with some upbeat news to carry you through the weekend, and this week brought two genuinely wonderful – and totally underreported – pieces of amazing news.

The first is that Starbucks has sued for peace in the war against its workers' unions. Hundreds of Starbucks stores have unionized in recent years, but not one of them had a contract. Instead, Starbucks had waged dirty war on their own workers, from denying gender-affirming care to unionized employees to simply shutting down whole stores after they voted to unionize:

https://www.cnbc.com/2022/06/14/starbucks-union-company-threatens-that-unionizing-could-jeopardize-gender-affirming-health-care.html

But the workers held fast and after years of this, Starbucks has caved, promising contracts for all unionized stores and an end to its campaign of terror against workers seeking to unionize more of its stores. In a postmortem for Jacobin, Eric Blanc rounds up "seven lessons from Starbucks workers' historic victory":

https://jacobin.com/2024/02/starbucks-sbwu-contract-bargaining/

This is the kind of listicle I can get behind. According to Blanc, the Starbucks unions won by deploying worker-to-worker organizing, a tactic that many of the new unions that are shaking up formerly impossible-to-organize jobsites are using (Blanc has a book about this coming from UC Press called "We Are the Union: How Worker-to-Worker Unionism Can Transform America," so he should know).

Other tactics that made the difference for Starbucks unions: new digital training and support tools and partnering with established unions for support and infrastructure. Blanc also calls out the success of "salting" – the venerable but largely disused tactic of union organizers applying for a job at a non-union shop in order to organize it.

Blanc also mentions government policy, including the outstanding work of NLRB general counsel Jennifer Abruzzo, a shrewd and committed tactician whose understanding of the technicalities of labor law have let her push for bold measures. For example, in Thrive Pet Care, Abruzzo is arguing that when a company refuses to bargain in good faith for a contract with its union, she can step in and order them to honor the terms of a contract at comparable unionized competitors until they produce a contract of their own:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/06/goons-ginks-and-company-finks/#if-blood-be-the-price-of-your-cursed-wealth

Abruzzo is one of several smart, competent tacticians in the Biden administration who are working to kneecap corporate power. Another is Rohit Chopra, chair of the Consumer Finance Protection Bureau, who just announced another bold, important initiative that will help Americans fight corporate corruption and get a fair deal:

https://prospect.org/economy/2024-03-01-public-option-credit-card-shopping/

Chopra is taking aim at credit-card comparison sites that purport to show you where you can get the best deal. If you're an affluent person who doesn't carry a balance, this might not matter to you, but if you're an average working stiff, high interest rates can gobble up a massive share of your paycheck. What's more, credit card margins are higher than they have ever been:

https://www.consumerfinance.gov/about-us/blog/credit-card-interest-rate-margins-at-all-time-high/

The most expensive credit cards come from the big, monopolistic banks, but you wouldn't know it from the leaderboards produced by Credit Karma, NerdWallet, LendingTree, and Bankrate. All of these sites take bribes from the big banks to list their credit cards above those offered by credit unions – who are typically 10% cheaper than the big banks' cards.

The new CFPB rule prohibits this fraudulent ranking, but the Bureau is going even further. They're using their administrative powers to force banks to report their rates to the Bureau, which will publish them on a publicly funded, neutral website – what David Dayen calls "a public option" for shopping for credit cards.

This policy makes a perfect bookend to the last CFPB initiative I wrote about here: a rule that forces banks to allow you to transfer your account to a rival with a couple of simple clicks, importing all your history, payees, and everything else you need to switch to a better bank:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/10/21/let-my-dollars-go/#personal-financial-data-rights

Combine that ease of switching with reliable information on which banks will give you the best deal and you get something that will directly transfer millions and millions of dollars from giant, wildly profitable banks to low-income people who've been tricked into paying them punitive interest rates.

So that's it, this week's linkdump. I promised you I'd end on a high note, and I did it. The world may be full of all kinds of terrible things, but workers and regulators are scoring big, muscular victories in battles where the stakes are real and important. Have a great weekend – we've earned it.

And remember!

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/03/02/macedoine/#the-public-option

Image: Stacy (modified) https://www.flickr.com/photos/notahipster/4402860361/

CC BY 2.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

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Finish What You Started 2023 Event Rules

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There is no sign-up required. I will not assign beta readers for writers, but I can boost requests for those who want them! And I can boost messages of those who would like to beta read.

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Dr. Encyclopedia

Flufftover Day 26: Coffee Shop

Spencer Reid x reader

Word Count: 1.2k

AN: I kind of went off prompt here, but I really like where it ended up. My requests are still open for things to write after October is done so send them in. Reblogs and Feedback are really appreciated. I'll see y'all tomorrow!

ps. all the facts in here were googled so they might be wrong, but who knows?

divider credit @royallaesthetics

You weren’t planning on spending your entire morning in the quaint little coffee shop that you walk past on your way to work, but the raging storm outside dictated that you wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon. You had your work laptop and could do some of your tasks from pretty much anywhere, minus team meetings but you didn’t have one of those today. You sent off a quick text to your boss letting her know that you'd be avoiding arriving at the office sporting the drowned rat look and would be there when the rain let up. She had told you not to sweat it and that she’d see you when you got there.

A similar story to yours was playing out on the other side of the shop. A very fidgety Spencer Reid was on the phone with Hotch letting him know that he was stranded in the little coffee shop and bakery he went to every morning. Because Spencer didn’t like to drive, he walked this way to get to the train that would take him a block away from Quantico, but like you also was trapped by the torrential downpour lest he soak through his sweater and catch a cold.

“Hotch, it’s raining pretty hard here, I don’t think you want me trying to make it there in this weather.” You were unable to hear the other side of the conversation “Yeah, okay. Yes. Yes. Sir, I will bring you one of the muffins you like.” You let out a little chuckle at the handsome stranger’s negotiating skills.

“Boss man not happy?” you queried.

“Oh,” the man looked between his phone and you, “he’ll be okay. He loved the banana nut muffins from here.”

“Hmm. Did you know that the banana plant is the largest plant in the world without a woody stem? The trunk is just banana leaves intertwined around each other making a strong base.” You offered. You found that fun facts were a great way to break the ice, and if this man was to be your only real company besides the busy-looking barista behind the counter until the rain ended, you wanted to get off on the right foot.

“I did. Did you know that the first discovery of coffee’s stimulant effects was made by 15th-century goats?” He replied, nodding his head at the coffee cup you were holding.

‘Goats?” You asked.

“Yes, they were found by the locals in a small Brazilian town and were more energetic than the average goat, causing the coffee plant to be found and its use deduced.”

“Well, that is just about the funnest fact I’ve ever heard.” You told him, pushing your hand out to offer the man a handshake.

“Oh, I don’t shake hands. You transfer fewer germs by kissing than shaking hands.”

You put your hand down, “what is your name?”

‘Spencer Reid.” He handed you a business card with his name on it from somewhere on his body, you weren't sure. It was like it had just appeared.

You read the card. “FBI, huh? So you’re like real important aren’t you.”

‘I don’t know about that the FBI employs about 35,000 people across the US, I’m just one man.”

“One man, who knows a lot about caffeinated goats.”

“I know a lot about a lot of things.”

“Prove it.” You had challenged. With a raise of his eyebrow, he followed your instructions. For the next hour and a half the two of you sat at a small table in the corner of the shop, the only customers in the whole place. Rain beat against the windows and the light outside dimmed, being replaced with a sort of grey sheen that seemed to bathe the whole interior of the shop in a bittersweet melancholy.

Spencer and you went fact for fact, he was polite enough not to admit that he knew all of the facts you had presented already, or tell you that a few of them were wrong. He was astonished that you were willing to listen to his rambling for so long. The only person who could really stand to listen to him for a long period of time was JJ and her record was 45 minutes, you were going into hour two.

“So, Mr. FBI. How do you know so many wonderful things?”

‘I was kind of a lonely kid, I graduated early from every school I was in, and didn’t have many friends so I turned to books. And when you have an eidetic memory, you learn a lot of things.”

“I didn’t have many friends either,” you reassured him, not wanting him to stew in his vulnerability alone, “I taught myself all kinds of things. How to sew, how to make chicken cordon blue, growing vegetables.” you sighed sort of wistfully. “Looking back, they aren't very impressive skills but I love them growing up.”

‘I don’t know about not impressive, I’ve killed every plant I’ve ever owned.” Spencer admitted. “I think your skills sound pretty great.”

“Yeah? Well, I think being a walking encyclopedia is the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.”

The two of you just sat in the pleasant silence for a little bit. Both are a little shy after so many compliments. Spencer’s phone rang.

“Dr. Reid.” He answered giving you an apologetic look and standing up from the table.

Dr. Reid. He hadn’t told you he was a doctor, you want to know what his PhD was in. YOu wanted to know all about him, you wanted to know him.

“Reid, where are you?” Hotch asked.

“I told you that I was in the shop, I’d be there when the rain was over.

“Reid. The rain is over, the rain has been over for twenty minutes.” Spenser immediately shot his head towards the window of the shop. Hotch was right, there were still water droplets that clung to the glass, but the downpour had stopped. The clouds had passed and several rays of sunlight were beginning to seep into the space.

“I- I didn’t even notice. I’ll be there soon. With your muffin.” Spencer hung up before Hotch could reply. He turned back to the table the two of you had taken up.

“Did you notice that the rain had stopped?” He asked. You also looked out the window. You let out a soft chuckle.

“No, I didn’t. How long has it been done?”

‘According to Bossman, about twenty minutes.”

“Jesus. I guess we really got lost in our own bubble there.” You supplied

‘I guess we did.” Spencer lingered. It had been years since he met someone who was able to keep his attention like that. “Would you um, would you like to get coffee again sometime?” He asked.

You couldn't fight the beaming smile that took up the bottom half of your face. “I’d love to. Dr. Reid.”

“Okay, Yeah. Good. Umm, call me?” Spencer bumbled, reaching for the brown paper bag that held Hotch’s muffin and grabbing his satchel bag from the back of his seat.

“I will.” You lifted up the card he had given you in between your fingers. “I definitely will.”

Spencer backed out of the shop, looking at you the entire time. And only when he was out of your eyeline did he let himself celebrate. He would have to tell Morgan, this would definitely get him off his back.

You saved Spencer’s number in your phone, under Dr. Encycolpedia, and started counting down the minutes to when you’d be able to call him. You really wanted to get coffee again.

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NNN

Male Reader X Dreamcatcher Gahyeon (FT Dreamcatcher)

Length: 10,300 +

Tags: Teasing, Slapping, Creampie

A/n- Happy last day of NNN. I have had this idea since april so its nice to finally write it. actually kinda happy how this one came out even tho the smut is not the best but i hope you enjoy.

November. One of the final months of the year. There are plenty of things that come to mind when you think of this time of year. In America it could be thanksgiving, to others it could signify that winter is coming. Whatever it was, you didn’t really care much.

It was the final day of October and you found yourself at home, doing what you do best.

“FUCK! FILL MY PUSSY UP DADDY!”

Gahyeons yells were your favorite things to listen to. As your throbbing cock plunged deep into the girl's pussy, you unleashed your load into her tunnel. The release of your semen served as a catalyst for your friend's orgasm. Her entire body began to shake, nearly falling to the ground.

Holding Gahyeon up, you continued to move your cock in and out slowly until she came back to her senses. Pulling out, your semen leaked down her legs, onto the shower floor.

Grappling a bit of soap you began to clean the mess on Gahyeon’s legs and finished up your shower. Once done, both you and Gahyeon made your way to the bedroom and changed into your clothes for work.

Once in the kitchen, your eyes went up to the clock and the wall and saw the time, it was already 7:30 am.

“GAHYEON! WE’RE LATE!”

Grabbing her hand, you ran to the garage of your house and jumped into your vehicle. As Gahyeon sat in the passenger seat, you backed out of your garage and began to speed towards your office. Your driving might have been a little erratic but you had to get to work. The sight that passed everyone was of a nice Porche, zooming past them at a rapid speed.

“Jesus Oppa. Why are you driving so wild?”

“Cause a certain little slut tempted me into having sex before work. Not only that, she continued to ask for more and more.”

“Hmph. Sounds like your own problem.”

As you started to get closer to the building, you began to hear a wet sound in your car. Taking a glance over, your eyes are met with a filthy sight. Gahyeon had her skirt raised a bit and she was playing with her folds.

“God. I love it when you call me a slut. Why don’t you pull over and Fuck me in this nice car?”

“First of all Gahyeon, we are already here so pull your skirt down!”

As your sentence ended, you pulled up to the security gate of the building. As the security guard got closer, you couldn’t help but notice Gahyeon was still playing with herself. Your hands rushed towards Gahyeon's skirt, pulling it down as well as taking her hands off her pussy.

Lowering the window, the security guard saw you and pressed the button to the gate.

“Have a good day Mr.Go as well as you Mrs.Lee.”

With a quick nod, you drove into the parking garage and sped your way up to the top floor. Once there you parked your car at the spot right next to the door. In front of you was a sign that always brought a little smile to your face.

Reserved for the CEO of the company.

Stepping out of the car, you made your way to the front door as Gahyeon ran behind you.

“You could wait, idiot.”

“I’m late! Hurry up.”

Scanning your keycard in your wallet, the front door opened as you made your way through the 2nd lobby. Yes, your building had a second lobby that was only for employees. This one happened to be on the 15th floor, connected to the parking garage.

As you took your small journey throughout the lobby, various employees said their good mornings to both you and the small Korean girl who was running behind you.

Luck must have been on your side as the elevator doors opened in front of you. As the employees who used the elevators exited, you began to enter until Gahyeon pushed you and went into the elevator first. With a glare, you entered the metal square and scanned your keycard on the reader. Once selected, muscle memory seemed to have taken over as you pressed the button to the Hundredth floor.

As the doors closed, your body felt the little jolt from the elevator starting its climb. The mellow little tune that was played in the hoist echoed through the apparatus as it began to move a little faster. As you were In your own world, you began to feel a hand touch your chest.

“What Gahyeon?”

“Well, the ride up to the top floor takes about Five more minutes. Why don’t we have some fun?”

A scoff is all that left your mouth as Gahyeon continued to move her hand around your chest.

“Daddy. I want some cock.”

Dropping to her knees, the young girl began to reach for your belt. Grabbing her hands, you managed to stop her before she got into your package.

“No Gahyeon. First of all, what if the elevator stops and someone walks in? Second, we need to look presentable if I have any meetings today.”

“Daddy, we both know your keycard gives you priority on the elevator. It will only stop at the floors you want. You also have spare clothes in your office for moments such as these. Please, Daddy.”

The look into Gahyeon’s hazel puppy eyes almost got you, but your mind shook it off. Pulling her up, Gahyeon stood next to you. You didn’t even need to face her, your ears could just pick up the disappointment in her tone as she sighed.

The next few minutes went by in silence between the two of you, the only source of sound being the mellow tune playing still. Those Five minutes passed by as you heard the ding of the elevator arriving at the top floor.

As the doors opened l, you were face to face with one of your secretaries who wasn’t happy at all.

“O-Oh. Hi Dami.”

“You’re late. Gahyeon, go to your desk. Kang-Dae, let’s go to your office now.”

With a nod, your legs followed behind the furious girl. Walking on the floor, you finally got close to your office doors and saw the rest of your coworkers there. The Five other women seemed to have mixed reactions to seeing you and Gahyeon.

Some Looked mad like Dami, while others were just giggling at the sight of you being nervous. As Gahyeon took her seat, Two of the other girls stood up and followed Dami and yourself. As Dami opened your office door, everyone in the line entered your office quickly.

“Sit!”

Despite being the CEO of this company, these girls made you seem like the rookie intern with how they spoke to you when mad. As you sat down, the cold leather seeped through your suit’s material. Noticing a cup of coffee, your hand reached out and picked it up.

Bringing the mug to your lips, you began to tilt the mug towards you to drink. Preparing for the hot coffee to burn your tongue, you took your first sip. Instead of scaled hot coffee pouring down your throat, you were met with a cup of ice-cold caffeine.

“THAT'S COLD!”

“It was warm but got cold waiting for you to get to work on time. So what’s the excuse, Kangdae?”

“Jiu. I- I was ready but-“

“I swear to god. If you give me a bullshit excuse I’ll murder you myself.”

The glare which Handong gave you sent chills down your spine.

“I- I was fucking Gahyeon in the shower.”

“Wow, shocker there.”

The sarcasm in Dami’s tone was almost poisonous as you just looked down.

“Look Oppa. We get it, it’s fun to have sex but you still have a company to run. You had a meeting this morning that you missed. You are lucky Jiu unnie was here early and took your place.”

Standing up, your legs brought you over to jiu. Wrapping your arms around her, you kept her in your embrace for a bit.

“Thank you Jiu Noona. I knew I could count on my COO. I was stupid and let my lust take over.”

“Well, you need to work on it. Whatever. The time for scolding you is over. We have a business to run.”

With a nod, you all made your way back out of your office and looked at the girls at their desks. Jiu was your COO of Go Tech and had her secretary Kim Sua and Lee Siyeon. Handong was your Chief Marketing Officer and her secretary was Kim Yoohyeon. Finally, Dami and Gahyeon were your secretaries. The top floor had 3 offices for the main bosses of the company and outside the offices were the desks of all the secretaries.

Standing in Secretaries Hall as you called it, all of the sitting women stood up and looked towards all of you.

“Ladies. Good morning and sorry for being late. Now let’s have a rundown of what we have planned today.”

Most of your schedules Intertwined with your own so it was common to have a daily meeting in the secretary hall before the rest of the day.

“Well, today is actually a pretty boring day. That morning's meeting with Apple was the only thing planned and Jiu unnie took care of it. They approved of the partnership and will send over documents that need to be signed.”

After hearing that from Dami, you looked over at Yoohyeon who began to talk about the other girl's Schedules.

“Handong and Jiu are gonna meet up with the development team to go over the final looks for the camera systems we will be putting in iPhones. after that, it’s a free day just like Kangdae’s.”

“Well then. Despite missing an important meeting it seems like the day is taken care of. Once again I would like to apologize for an issue arising.”

“Yeah, I’m sure it really was rising this morning.”

The sly comment from Yoohyeon was heard by everyone as the entire room filled with laughter.

“Yeah yeah yeah. Gahyeon last night told me we had a full day so I panicked at being late.”

“Well, she never was the brightest or best Secretary.”

The remark from Siyeon made Gahyeon pout.

“Don’t worry sweetie. At least you're good at pleasing your daddy’s cock.”

“Better than you at least.”

At first, you thought it was gonna be a cat fight but both girls began to laugh once more.

“Well then in that case I will go back to my office and look over some proposals that were sent in. I’ll meet you all for lunch across the street at noon.”

“Yes sir!”

With a quick bow, everyone went off to do their own thing as you went back to your office. Time to go over some small proposals then. Hours go by as you continued to go over plenty of idiotic proposals such as a phone cable that power a microwave. What the hell idea is that even?

As hours went by, you found yourself getting bored and in need of a bit of relief. Let’s just say you were able to get it without much work.

A sudden knock on the door brings you back to your senses. As the door opened you met face-to-face with Six of the girls.

“Almost Luc- oh there’s Yoohyeon.”

Sitting on your couch, your pants were pulled down to your ankles as the puppy bobbed her head on your cock. Despite having an audience, the young blonde girl continued having fun. Grabbing her hair, you formed it into a ponytail and began to push yoohyeon deeper into your rod. The constricting feeling around your shaft began to make your entire body get filled with chills.

“Fuck. Just a minute g-girls.”

“GLUK GLUK GLUK”

The repeated sounds coming from Yoohyeon’s throat brought you closer and closer to your peak as you felt a pair of hands pull your face. Seeing the pink hair flash by, you feel Jiu latch her lips onto your own as your orgasm finally arrives. Your legs began to jolt as your load made its way down into Yoohyeon’s throat.

A few seconds pass as the puppy removes her lips from your cock and gives your tip a few small kisses. The remaining bits of cum leaked out of your rod as yoohyeon stood back up, fixing her hair. From your lips, Jiu moved her head down and wrapped her mouth around your shaft. The small sucks on your tip made you squirm, your business partner milking the remaining cum out of you.

Once done, the bunny stood up just as Yoohyeon did earlier and made herself presentable once more. Pulling up your pants, you followed the girl's Example and fixed your suit after that activity. Looking up, your eyes noticed a bit of cum still around Jiu’s lips.

Just as you were about to mention to your friend that she had something still on her, a pair of feet went running closer to the three of you and pushed you to the side. Looking at the source, you see the small black-haired slut pulling Jiu closer to her.

Like a happy pet, Gahyeon’s tongue began to lick all over your friend's lips. Gathering the remaining Semen off of the COO’s oral cavity, Gahyeon put her tongue back in her mouth. Closing her eyes, small purrs left the Makena's mouth as she savored her favorite fluid.

“Alright alright. Everyone is good now. Let’s all go to lunch except for Gahyeon. I need you to drop off these documents to the legal department and you can meet us at the K-bbq restaurant.”

“Awe. Why do I have to drop these off? Can’t Daddy do it?”

“Gahyeon. We are at the office. It’s Mr. Go or Oppa to you. Secondly, he is the owner of this company. It falls on his secretaries to do things like this for him. Finally, you were the main reason he was late as well you were late yourself. You can work an extra five minutes for your tardiness.”

“Ok ok. I’ll go drop them off Dami unnie. Make sure to get some rice for my side dish.”

With a nod, you all left your office and made the small journey to the elevator. Pressing the button, you stood there having small talk with the girls until you heard the ding of the elevator. As the doors open, you are met once more with the same dull tune that was playing in the elevator earlier.

Stepping in, you scanned your keycard and pressed the button to go down to the main lobby. Gahyeon’s hand stretched out as she pressed the button to go down to the eightieth floor. As the elevator moved, you all were looking at your phones for a bit until the ding from the machine played through the four walls. As the doors opened, a small sigh could be heard from the Maknea as she got ready to drop the papers off.

“Don’t worry Gahyeon. We will be sure to save plenty of food for you.”

“Thank you dongie. I’ll see you all there in a few then.”

Stepping off the elevator, the door quickly closed as the rest of you went down to the lobby. Stepping off the elevator, you and your friends made your way through with employees saying their greetings. Despite Gahyeon, Yoohyeon, Dami, Siyeon, and Sua being secretaries, it’s very well known that they are to be treated as if they were company executives per your wishes.

Might sound dumb but you never wanted these girls to ever suffer with the stories that you heard of different companies. Funny enough, all the girls ended up wanting to fuck you so that’s how this all started. Back to the point, the girls were all highly respected and treated well.

Getting to the front door, your security Guards held the doors open and let the ladies and yourself out of the building. Walking for just a minute, your hand extended to open the front door to the restaurant. Pulling the door open, you held it for the ladies to enter and followed behind them.

The strong aroma of marinated beef hits your nose the first thing you enter the place. From just that smell, your mouth began to water as you imagined the food.

“Ah, Mr. Go. Your table is all set in the corner. We will bring various portions of meat as always but is there anything different you would like today?”

“Oh. Gahyeon would like Rice today instead of Ramen. We will go to our table. She should be here soon, Somin.”

“Very well then. I’ll have them bring over your food in just a moment.”

Once done informing of the menu change, the girls as well as yourself made your way over to the table that already had beef cooking. Taking your seats, you took over from the worker who was taking care of the meat and began to flip it. Soon various sides as well as other raw meats began to fill the table.

Every Tuesday, your entire bunch came to eat at this same place. It was just a habit at this point but it was always just as delicious as the first time you tried the food in this place. Quickly the meat that was on the charcoal stove cooked and reached the perfect temperature.

Just as you finished cutting the beef up, the hungry wolves dug in. Piece after piece of the juicy protein left the stove, leaving you with only a few small pieces for your rice. Placing another order of raw meat, you began to finally enjoy your meal.

“So. How did the morning meeting go? Was there any hesitation in our terms?”

Finishing her mouthful, Jiu took a sip of her drink and spoke up.

“When they heard the initial price we were asking yes but with the final demonstration of the product they couldn’t wait to sign the papers.”

“Well thank you once more for taking care of it. Sometimes I don’t think much about some of my actions.”

“Yeah. Cause most of your thinking is done with your dick. I don’t think I have ever met anyone who fucks as much as you do. Well, maybe Gahyeon but still, my point stands.”

That statement from Siyeon caused all the girls to just nod their heads in agreement.

“Hey! I don’t think I’m that bad.”

“Yoohyeon literally sucked you off before we came here. Shit, even Jiu unnie got some of your load.”

“Well, it’s not my fault that they wanted to also, Sua.”

“Oh, Kangdae. Let’s face it. You’re a sex addict basically. We just help feed your needs as you call them. You take one of us home every day. It’s even scheduled by what day it is now.”

As your eyes moved from Siyeon, you were faced with more nods from all the other girls. That part was true. Last night being Monday was the night you took Gahyeon home. Tonight would be Yoohyeon who got a bit of a head start already.

“Kangdae. We have been friends for almost ten years now and since I met you, there hasn’t been a day where you didn’t cum.”

You couldn’t argue with Dami as she said those words. She slept over so often and helped you at times that she knew all your habits when it came to those matters.

“Look Kangdae. We get that sex is fun but you need to have a little more control. I happen to have a great idea for that to happen.”

Those words from Dami made you a bit nervous but interested.

“Ok, Dami. What’s the so-called great idea you have?”

“Easy. Tomorrow is the first day of November. Let’s see if you can last all of No Nut November without cuming. We can even make a little bet on it.”

“What does the winner get then?”

“Well if the ladies have any ideas they can pitch in.”

Handong began to jump up and down at her idea.

“2 Million USD each!”

Cheers came from each of the girls before you could even agree. At this point, it wasn’t a suggestion anymore.

“Ok fine. If I lose you will get that money but what do I get if I win?”

The sizzling of the grill was all that could be heard for a few seconds until a cough was heard from your right side. Looking at the source, you could see a certain pink-haired COO getting everyone’s attention.

“I know what his reward should be. Our dear Kangdae had been asking for a vacation for almost two years now but with the new phone camera we were creating, we kept telling him no. Should you win, We will handle the rest of the Apple deal logistics as well as other things and you can head to a nice vacation.”

The words vacation were music to your ears. Like Jiu had said before, it has been two years since your last vacation and that was even cut short to start work on your major deal. This is what you needed.

You should have thought about this bet even more maybe, but the sound of relaxing by a beach with a drink in your hand was fabulous.

“Ok ladies. We have a deal. If I lose, you each get 2 Million USD but if I win I get to go on vacation early.”

“That sounds like a plan. No cumming until December. All else is fair game. Shake on it, Kangdae?”

Extending your hand out, you grabbed Jiu’s and shook it as she asked.

“Very well Kim Minji. May the best man or woman win.”

With that, the bet was on. Sitting back down, your server brought over Gahyeon’s bowl of rice and placed it at the empty seat. Your mind finally goes back to thinking of other things, such as where Gahyeon could be. The universe must have heard your thoughts as the young secretary came running towards the table.

“God! Jin-Ho from legal would not shut up. He kept talking about himself and how he was such a catch for the ladies. I could tell he was hinting that he should take me on a date but the second I mentioned you he shut up.”

“If he bothers you a lot, just let me know.”

Serving yourself a few pieces of the cooked meat, you then grab your chopsticks ready to eat. The keyword was ready as Gahyeon began to eat the food off your plate. Rolling your eyes, you grabbed a few more pieces from the stove and began to eat.

“So what did I miss?”

A giggle left the other girls' mouths as they faced Gahyeon.

“Well, Gahyeon. Kangdae made a bet and if we win, we get 2 Million dollars. If he wins then he gets to go on vacation earlier than he had planned.”

“So this is my chance to get rich! What does he have to do?”

The smile and happy tone from Gahyeon showed you she was excited about this.

“He has to succeed in No Nut November.”

Laughter filled the table once more as you looked around but when your eyes met Gahyeon’s, she didn’t look happy.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE HAS TO SUCCEED IN NO NUT NOVEMBER?”

Your hand reacted on its own as you covered the Korean girl's mouth. Looking around, you breathed a sigh of relief there was no one else but the girls around to hear that.

“Don’t yell!”

Pulling your hand back, you saw the glare from Gahyeon continue.

“So Oppa isn’t allowed to cum all of November?”

“Correct our dear maknea. Why?”

“Oppa should have asked me first! I love Oppa fucking me!”

“Gahyeon, it’s just a month. Plus there are also other ways Kangdae can satisfy you. He can still fuck you but just not cum. Or he can cum and just give us the 2 Million each.

That statement from Sua made you think for a second. That was a loophole. You could fuck a girl but just not cum. Not a fun loophole though.

“I don’t care about 2 Million dollars. I want Oppa to fuck me and fill me with cum. It’s no fun if he doesn’t stuff my pussy with his seed.”

“Ok Gahyeon, let's calm down. I don’t have to ask you for permission to do this ok? Also if you really want to get stuffed, go find a boy toy for November.”

“Please Oppa. We both know you’re the only man that can properly satisfy me.”

“Well, you will have to wait till December Little one. Let’s just enjoy our lunch now. Please Gahyeon.”

“Yes, Gahyeon. Just eat your meal please.”

As you and Dami reminded Gahyeon of her meal, the maknae picked up her chopsticks and ate begrudgingly. As soon as your meals were finished, the eight of you made your way back up to the office to finish your work day.

Time was kind to you as the rest of the afternoon went by in a flash. With only 2 hours left in your day and nothing to do, you decided it was a good enough time to go home. As your legs pushed up from your seat, your hands put away the leftover documents on the desk.

Once cleaned up, you made your way to the door and grabbed your suit jacket from the coat rack. Opening the door, you stepped out of your office and looked around. Most of the girls could be seen diligently working, except for yoohyeon who was typing away on her phone, and Gahyeon who wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

“Heading home?”

“Yeah, I finished what I needed to finish today. I’m sure there will be more to do tomorrow. What are you up to Dami?”

“Just going through the proposals you denied to see if you might have missed any good ideas.”

Some people might take offense to what Dami was doing but being your best friend, you trusted her to make sure you didn’t miss a good chance.

“Well then. I will leave you to it. I'm taking Yoohyeon home. Goodnight ladies. Yoohyeon, let’s go!”

Just like the eager puppy she is, Yoohyeon jumped out of her seat and grabbed her things. She was ready in a matter of seconds and stood by your side.

“Good night girls. I’ll drain him enough tonight so he thinks he has a chance.”

Small giggles were heard from the girls as you just rolled your eyes. Extending out your arm, Yoohyeon took hold with her own and began walking with you. As you made the small journey to the elevator, you began to get closer to the break room on your floor.

As you got within ear range, you began to hear a wet sound come from the room as well as moans. Slowing down a bit, you and Yoohyeon snuck up to the break room door and peeked inside.

You would say it was a surprising sight but it really wasn’t. Gahyeon had her skirt up while she was sitting on the table, playing with a dildo. As the plastic toy plunged into her depths, you and Yoohyeon continued to watch as the young girl continued to play with herself.

As Gahyeon’s eyes opened a bit, she noticed the two of you watching and just smirked.

“Fuck. Are you sure y-you want to do this bet Oppa? You know how good we make you cum.”

“Yeah, I’m sure Gahyeon. Just have your orgasm and get back over to your desk. Have a good night.”

Walking away from that dirty scene, you can hear the wet sound of Gahyeon’s pussy swallowing the plastic penis. Walking away from that did happen to cause a rise in your pants. As you stood by the elevator waiting for it to arrive, you began to feel a hand rub over your clothed phallus.

“No Yoohyeon. Later ok?”

“Ugh fine.”

At that exact time, the elevator arrived and opened up. As you both stepped in, you took a glance at Yoohyeon who just had a smirk on her face.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Confused, you just looked forward and continued your ride down to the parking lot lobby.

10 mins later

Outside the little sounds of cars, beeping can be heard in the distance as a squeaking sound gets louder and louder. In an empty corner of the parking lot away from others. A nice blue car can be seen bouncing up and down.

“F-Fuck Yoohyeon. I-I meant when we get home.”

As the blonde girl rode your length, she grabbed her blouse and unbuttoned it. The white bra holding her perky tits came undone with your help. Yoohyeon always knew you loved to at least look at them.

“P-Please. I need to fuck you as much as possible today.”

Bringing your hands to the girl's hips, Yoohyeon brought her chest back a bit and began to grind on your length. Using your strength, you helped Yoohyeon increase her grinding on your rod. The grunts from the two of you continued to grow but you wanted to reach your peak quickly.

Picking up your friend, you began to shove her down on your length once more. The sudden constriction from Yoohyeon’s walls let you know she was getting close. Normally, sex with Yoohyeon wouldn't be this quick but this wasn’t the best place to be having fun.

Speeding up as fast as possible, the young woman began to shake all over your body l. The sudden pulses from her cavern caused you to reach your peak. Shot after shot of your semen filled her pussy to the brim. A minute passes as you raise the puppy off your length, helping her sit down in the passenger seat. Grabbing your clothes, you both changed back into your clothes and got ready to leave.

The roar from your engine hit your ears as you pulled out of the parking spot. Best not to linger after your little session.

“I’ll order some pizza so we don’t have to leave your home today.”

“You read my mind.”

Speeding home, you got home quickly and parked your car in the garage. Stepping out of your vehicle, you saw the delivery driver pull up with your food. Walking towards him, you grabbed the pizza and began to walk back to your home. Yoohyeon stood by your front door waiting for you to come in.

“Let’s go eat.”

“Absolutely. You're gonna need your energy.”

Safe to say you didn’t get much sleep that night.

November 2nd

Day two of thirty. The first day was easier than you thought. Last night you took Handong home and her being one of the calmest girls didn’t push for sex after you said no.

Your schedule with the girls was this.

Sunday - Minji aka Jiu

Monday - Gahyeon

Tuesday -Yoohyeon

Wednesday - Handong

Thursday - Siyeon

Friday - Bora aka Sua

Saturday - Yubin aka Dami

Tonight Siyeon will be coming home with you which could be a little difficult. Compared to the other girls, Siyeon just screamed seductress. Her gaze alone at times made you just hard.

As you were thinking about how the night would go, a sudden knock at the door got your attention. As the door flung open, you saw a black-haired girl walk into your office. As she walked over, she stared into your eyes lustfully.

“I brought you some coffee, Kangdae. Here you go.”

Placing the mug down, Siyeon then sat down on your desk and looked at you. Grabbing her pen, Siyeon then bit it and continued her glare at you.

“You look good. Red was always a great color on you. I especially love the red shade I see when I’m sucking your throbbing cock.”

Those words along with her gaze made shivers run down your spine. As your cock began to harden, Siyeon began to giggle at your discomfort.

“Aweeee Mr. Go. Are you getting hard?”

Removing the pen from her mouth, Siyeon then threw it to the ground.

“Oops.”

Just like in your common porn video, the woman stood up and bent over in front of you. Her tight brown skirt did little to hide the shape of her ass. Out of reflex, your hand went forward and began to get a handful of it.

“That’s it. Grab my ass sir.”

Grabbing Siyeon’s hips, you pulled the young woman towards you and sat her on your legs. As Siyeon faced you once more, you grabbed her face and pulled her in for a kiss. No fighting was needed as you pushed your tongue into her mouth. It might have just been a kiss but it had all the ability to make you fuck this girl. That was until the small part in your brain reminded you of the bet.

Despite all your senses telling you no, you pulled your face away from Siyeon. As you opened your eyes, you were met with an angry look from the wolf.

“I wasn’t done.”

“Sadly I have some work I need to get done. Thank you for the coffee.”

“Oh come on. Work sounds so boring now. Why don’t you bend me over this table and pound the shit out of my pussy?”

“I-I have to look over this. I’ll see you later.”

Rolling her eyes, Siyeon then hopped off your legs and walked out of the office. The rest of the day went by in a flash with The rest of the girls busy for the rest of the day. When you got home with Siyeon, she continued to try kissing you but you decided to limit those actions to not tempt yourself more. Safe to say she wasn’t happy you didn’t break.

November 11th

The last week was torture. All of the girls attempted all of their little teases But Gahyeon was the most motivated to get you to lose. Right now you found yourself at home, laying in bed. Sua had plans to hang out with an old high school friend so you were just resting. After a long day, sleep was all you needed.

You weren’t sure what time it was as your body began to wake up. Your eyes were still closed yet your body seemed to have neurons firing off rapidly. A wet feeling could be felt down in your nether region as your eyes began to flutter open.

“Hmm.”

Looking down, you saw the sheets covering your body. Taking hold, you removed the covers from your body, seeing a long black-haired figure over your cock. Moving her hair a bit, you immediately saw the Maknea licking your length with her tongue.

“Fuck Gahyeon. More please.”

With a little nod, the girl wrapped her lips around the tip of your rod and began to give it small sucks. With the feeling of Gahyeon’s mouth taking over your mind, you brought your hand to her head and began to push her down on your length. The tight sensation from her throat made you roll your eyes to the back of your head. After just a few days, you needed this.

Bringing her head off your shaft, Gahyeon continued to drag her tongue around your penis.

“This is so much better than a bet. Right Oppa?”

It wasn’t until the girl said those words that you remembered the wager with the girls. Despite that amazing sensation on your length, you wanted to see if you could last the full month. Your own body almost fought you as your hand pushed Gahyeon off your cock.

“A-As much fun as this is. I want to win this bet sweetie. Let’s just go back to sleep.”

“But I want to fuck. Let me hop on Oppa.”

As your friend raised her waist to jump on your length, your hands grabbed her waist and threw her on the bed.

“No Gahyeon. Let’s just sleep.”

“I WANT YOUR COCK!”

The woman once more reached for your penis but you pushed her hands away. Standing up, you ran to the door as the grumpy girl ran after you. Leaving your room, you ran across the hallway and entered the next-door bedroom. With a quick swish, the bedroom door closed as you locked it behind Gahyeon.

“Oppa, let me in. I need to cum on your cock please”

“NO GAHYEON. GOODNIGHT.”

The pounding on the door continued for a few minutes until you were met with silence. Taking that chance, you closed your eyes and went back to dreamland.

The sound of birds hit your ears the next morning. After shaking your limbs, you stood up from the bed and made your way to the door. Unlocking it, you took a quick peek outside and saw the coast was clear.

Heading to the kitchen, you grabbed some coffee from the pot and drank some to wake yourself up. The sound of a door opening gets your attention as footsteps begin to get closer. Once passed the

Hallways, the small brat from last night walks in and sits at the table.

Her eyes were barely open so being a kind friend, you grabbed another mug and brought her a cup of coffee as well. As she took the coffee, you could see she was still grumpy about the night before. Sitting back down, the two of you drank your coffee in silence until the girl spoke up.

“Can we fuck now?”

“W-What? No Gahyeon.”

The rest of your afternoon ended up being a lot the same. Gahyeon asking for sex and making moves and you saying no. Just a few more weeks of this.

November 19th

8 pm. You currently found yourself in a restaurant surrounded by three other people. Picking up your glass of wine, you are suddenly shocked by a question you’re asked.

“So Kangdae sweetie. When are you and Yubin gonna give us grandchildren?”

You nearly choked when you heard that question from your mother. Dami began to pat you on the back as she thought of a response.

“Well, Mrs.Go. We are both pretty occupied with our careers. I’m his brain at times at the company so he needs me. Maybe once we get married.”

“Well, then you should get married soon then.”

“‘Mom. We will get married when we get married. Please don’t push the matter any further. Dad, can you back me up here?”

“He’s right dear. That between them. Let’s just enjoy our dinner with them.”

With a nod, you continued to enjoy your family dinner. Maybe a little too much as Yubin ended up tipsy from her glasses of wine. She never was the best drinker but wanted a sip every once in a while. Once the dinner was over, you drove yourself and your girlfriend home.

Parking your vehicle in your garage, you stepped out of your car and made your way over to the passenger seat. As you pinned the door, you extended your hand and helped Yubin out. Despite being tipsy, Dami easily made her way into your home and then your bedroom.

Entering your bedroom, you saw Yubin reaching back for the zipper of her dress. Getting next to her, you helped her bring her zipper down and removed her blue dress. As the dress fell from her body, your eyes were blessed with seeing the black bra and panties remaining on her body.

Getting closer to you, Dami begins to help you remove your tie and dress shirt from your body. The cotton shirt quickly comes off as your girlfriend wrapped her arms around your neck.

“Was a nice dinner. It was good to see your parents.”

“Yeah. Next time we can meet up with your parents. I haven’t seen them in a little bit.”

“That would be nice. Just be ready for them to ask about babies like your own parents.”

“Eh, I don’t mind the questions. It just caught me off guard.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind either.”

Looking into your girlfriend's eyes, you leaned down and gave her a quick peck on the lips. As you began to pull your face back, Dami pulled your face back towards her and on her neck. Taking that sign, you began to give her skin small kisses. As you continued to pepper her neck with kisses, you began to give her small bites to mark your territory.

“Fuck. How long has it been since we had sex?”

“Two months but who’s counting?”

“Hehe. Maybe we should start that family your parents were talking about.”

Sex with Dami was the rarest out of all the bunch despite her being your girlfriend. She didn’t have a big enough sex drive to keep up with you. That’s the main reason why she let you sleep around with the rest of the girls.

“Fuck. You really want to tempt me huh sweetie?”

“Come on. What’s the harm with a little fun?”

“I want to win this bet Dami. I somehow have gotten this far. I’m proud of myself.”

Dami must have sensed the sincerity in your tone as she kissed you on the cheek and pulled away. The smile on your face lets you know she wouldn't push you any further. You truly loved this woman.

Just as you were gonna hop into bed, the bedroom door swung open. Both you and Dami looked at the door and saw a nude Gahyeon entering the bedroom.

“If you won’t fuck him I will.”

The small girl then started to run towards you and jumped in your direction. You were thankful the bed was behind you as you moved to the side, letting Gahyeon jump on top of it. Just like the week before you made a rush for the door, across the hallway with Dami in tow.

Once in the spare bedroom, you closed the door and locked it behind the two of you. The pounding from the bratty girl started as you and Dami just laid down in bed. Guess she didn’t learn from the last time.

November 27th

Your entire week got harder as the end of the month got closer. The girls would constantly flirt as well as touch you all over. You decided not to bring any of the girls home but Yubin for safety of losing the bet. Easy to say all the girls weren't fans of that, but a specific tiny Maknea was the maddest.

It was a Sunday and you found yourself at the mall, buying a few new ties for work. As you walked around the store, a ping from your pocket got your attention. Bringing your phone out, you saw it was a message from Gahyeon and opened it.

All eyes shot on you as a certain recording began to play.

“DADDY I MISS YOUR DICK! COME FUCK ME.”

The repeated wet sloshing sound echoed as you tried to turn the video off. The universe must have wanted to embarrass you as your device froze at that moment. The only thing you could do at that moment was run out of the mall, all eyes staring and hearing what was playing on your phone.

As you sat in your car, your phone finally forced restart and stopped the video. Wanting to get away, you began your engine and drove away from the mall. As you drove, your mind slowly went back to thinking about the video.

From the looks of it, Gahyeon was on a couch with some fingers in her snatch. The thing was the video was at an angle that Gahyeon couldn’t have recorded the video herself. Probably something to think about later.

As you finished the drive to your home, you began to pull up your driveway and see you got another message. Stopping a little short of the garage, you grabbed your phone and unlocked it.

Come in daddy. We’re waiting.

Yeah, she was in your home. It was abundantly clear she was here to have sex so you shouldn't go in. Well, she certainly piqued your interest by saying “we’re here”. Who was the other person in your home right now?

Despite knowing you shouldn't, you made your way toward the front door, leaving your vehicle in the driveway. Pressing the key code, you hear the latch from the door lift itself unlocking it. Pushing the door open, sudden sounds hit your ears as you walked in. Closing the door behind you, your legs brought you to the living room and an amazing sight.

Gahyeon had her legs split open while some other girl had her mouth down on her pussy. Gahyeon’s moans filled the room as she looked up and saw you.

“Hi, Daddy. It’s so nice of you to join us. Come meet Ahn Yujin. She’s the newest intern at Go tech and a dear friend of mine. Say hi Yujin.”

“Hi, sir or should I say, daddy? Gahyeon tastes so sweet. Would you like a try?”

The tall girl then stood up from her knees and walked over to you. With each sway of her hips, the more you felt your pants tighten. Once in front of you, the young intern brought her face to yours and planted her lips on your own. You were a bit surprised but gave in to the kiss. As your tongue began to move around her lips, you began to get the aftertaste and Gahyeon’s juices.

The stubble taste of her juices took over your mind. Pulling back from the kiss, you dropped down to your knees and crawled towards the brat. Wrapping both arms around her legs, you then pushed your face down to her snatch and gave it a quick kiss.

Stretching out your tongue, you began to give her folds little licks to tease her.

“Come on daddy. Just eat my pussy already.”

Hearing those words, your tongue began to speed up with the licks to her folds. Bringing your hand towards her pussy, you then stretched open the lips of her cavern and found her little nub. Moving your tongue to the erect button, you repeatedly flicked your tongue on it causing the girl the jump from the stimulation.

Looking up quickly, you saw Yujin wrapping her mouth around her senior's nipple. As you played with her clit, Yujin sucked on her breast causing Gahyeon to moan louder and louder. With each flick of your tongue, you have her pink clit a small suck, making the young woman jump around.

Using all the strength and speed in your mouth, you repeatedly attacked her snatch with all you could. The multiple points of stimulation caused Gahyeon to reach her peak. As the woman jolted around, you held down on her lower body and continued to attack her folds. A rush of fluids hit your face as you continued to play with her pussy. The tangy taste of her juices blessed your mouth as you drank as much as possible.

Finally calming down, Gahyeon began to gasp for air and calmed her muscles. Removing your face from her private parts, you saw that Yujin was still giving her breast a few sucks before removing her lips from her nipple.

“That mouth really works its magic. Let’s get that cock out now.”

As both girls reached out for your pants, your brain finally kicked back on as you jumped away.

“U-Um another time.”

Just like the other times you ran away from Gahyeon as well as Yujin and made it to your car. A hotel room ended up being your home for the night.

November 29th

Today was the final day. Somehow Kangdae lasted almost the full month. The other girls were interested in the money but you, you just wanted to fuck him.

As you sat around the barbecue table, a sudden tap on the shoulder brought you back to your senses.

“Gahyeon. What’s up? You aren’t eating.”

“I want some cum.”

All the girls took a glance at you and rolled their eyes.

“Well, it seems that Kangdae will actually win this bet. All you need to do is wait one more day and you get to fuck him.”

“But I want to fuck him today. It’s pure torture.”

“We should have made the bet to see if you could go a month without sex.”

“Funny. Now, what do I do?”

“Gahyeon. I tell you this as your friend and his girlfriend. Sex with Kangdae is amazing but you can live without it. I don’t fuck him often. Maybe it will do you some good to try to last today as well. Plus what can you do? Tie him up and fuck him while he sleeps?”

Everyone could tell you had a plan as a smirk appeared on your face.

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After a long day, you ended up going home. It was quite a busy day so you went home late. As you walked into your bedroom, you closed the door behind you and locked it. You weren’t sure if you could trust any of the girls tonight.

Taking off your suit, you grabbed the pajamas off your bed and put them on. Laying down on your bed, you went under your covers. Looking to the side, your eyes saw the alarm clock. The time was 11:50 pm. As you closed your eyes, you quickly drifted off to sleep.

You weren’t sure what time it was as you felt a tight feeling on your cock. This was familiar. As you opened your eyes you saw the lights on in your room. Looking forward, you saw a figure standing over your length. As your hands tried to move forward you felt some resistance stopping you from grabbing the girl. As your eyes finally adjusted, you finally recognized who was riding you. It was Gahyeon.

“G-Gahyeon. What are you doing?”

“I- I need your cum in me. So just sit there daddy and enjoy.”

Gahyeon had a long sleeve shirt on with a jean skirt. The shirt was tight enough to highlight her large breasts. Your mouth began to water a bit at the beautiful sight that was Gahyeon. As the girl lowered her upper body, she began to bounce harder on your length. The deeper you went into her walls the more pleasure you both received.

As much fun as you were having, you wanted to win this bet. Your arms kept tugging at the restraints on your limbs. Seeing it was your ties, you continued to pull on them, getting them slowly undone. Gahyeon seemed to notice this as she grabbed your arms and continued to ride you. Slowing her hips a bit, Gahyeon began to grind her body on yours and rubbed her clit on your skin.

Using this to reach her peak Gahyeon sped up her grinding and began to shake on top of you. The sudden pulsation from her walls overpowered your self-restraint as you began to thrust up into her cavern. It must have been the lack of cuming that your peak quickly arrived. With one final thrust, you pushed your length into her pussy and began to unload your semen into her cavern.

Shot after shot of your load filled the young girl as she yelled.

“FUCK YES. FILL MY PUSSY DADDY.”

Your grunts and her yells were all that could be heard in your room. You honestly weren’t sure how much you came in her but the leaking cum from her pussy let you know it was a lot. Finally calming down, Gahyeon hopped off your dick and brought her face to it. Licking the remaining cum off your tip, you continued to jump around from the overstimulation.

Once happy, the brat brought her face off your nether region and stood up.

“Fucking finally. Do you know how long I was waiting for that?”

All you could do was grunt at the girl. You were angry at the girl And she could tell. With a small giggle, she walked over to your table and grabbed her phone. As she typed away on her device, you found your hands finally undoing the knots that were tied. As your hands finally got free, you quickly undid the ones on your legs and stood up.

Gahyeon seemed to be very distracted as you stood behind her. A small giggle left her mouth as you put your hands on her shoulders.

“Now you’ve done it.”

With all your strength, you threw Gahyeon onto your bed and looked at her angrily.

“I could have won Gahyeon! I wanted to be able to do this!”

“U-Um Oppa. Look at the time.”

Taking a small glance at the alarm clock, you finally noticed the time. It was 12:10 am. It couldn't have been more than 5 mins since you finished in her.

“You won Oppa. I just happened to start a little late. Otherwise, you would have lost.”

It was true. You did win the bet officially but you were still mad. Don’t get it wrong, Gahyeon didn’t force you, your body began to thrust on its own out of habit. It was just about seeing your limits.

“Well then. If you want to have sex with me so much then let’s have some fun.”

Reaching up for Gahyeon’s shirt, you ripped it off her and saw her breasts without a bra on. Without any words, Gahyeon pulled down her skirt and threw it to the side.

“Finally. Fuck me like you mean it, daddy.”

You had every intention of making her eat those words. Dropping on top of Gahyeon, you attached your lips to her right nipple, sucking aggressively. With each suck you gave, your mouth also gave a little bite. Responding to the aggressive action towards her breast, Gahyeon just moaned and laughed at your actions.

“I know you love my tits. You’re stupid for even going a day without sex.”

Pulling your head back, you brought your left hand to her left nipple and pinched it. A small jolt came from her body as you gave her nipple another punch. Raising your right hand, you brought it down swiftly and slapped her right tit.

“A-Ah”

From that sound, you could tell the actions were a bit aggressive for the girl but you weren’t even close to done. Slap after slap you hit both of her breasts as you gave her nipples strong pinches in between each strike. As her breast turned red, your length came back to life matching the same shade as hers.

Grabbing Gahyeon’s waist, you flipped her body over and saw her nice ass in front of you. Despite the rough actions on her mounds, your eyes picked up how wet her pussy was.

“Jesus you slut. I slap your tits a bunch yet you still get wet?”

“D-Daddy.”

Without warning, you lined up with her folds and pushed your way in. Despite being in her snatch just a few minutes ago, Gahyeon was still unbelievably tight. As your left hand took hold of her waist, you began to move your rod in and out of her pussy. Starting at a slower speed, you quickly began to fuck her snatch more aggressively.

Just as you did earlier, you raised your hand and began to slap her body aggressively. This time her ass began to turn as red as her tits did. With each slap, you matched your thrust into her walls. The grooves from inside the maknea’s walls fit around your rod just perfectly.

As her ass finally turned bright red, your hand moved from slapping her butt and moved up her body. Wrapping your right arm under Gahyeon’s, you brought her upper body closer to your own and began to kiss her ear. Moving back to her neck you continued as earlier and bit on her neck. As you continued to mark your territory, the bratty girl continued to moan repeatedly from your assault on her body.

“F-Fuck. I-It’s cute you’re mad.”

Just hearing her speak made you mad. Bringing your hand to her neck, you grabbed it and began to tighten your hold. The more you constrict your hand on the girl, the more her walls tighten around your cock.

“God, you are a slut. A bratty slut. You’re probably enjoying this more than me.”

“I-I f-fucking IM CUMMING!”

You didn’t even get a chance to stop as the bratty girl came on your shaft. The hold on her neck must have gotten insanely tight as her body suddenly dropped a bit. Worried, you let go and saw Gahyeon gasp for air then laugh.

“G-Gotcha.”

Annoyed that the girl was still playing even after all this, your length continued to ram into her pussy despite having just came.

“H-Hold on daddy. I-I just came.”

“I don’t give a shit.”

Each thrust into her walls caused the spoiled brat to shake more and more in your hold. The fluids from her snatch began to leak out as your rod reached the depths of her walls. The sudden constriction around your shaft let you know she was about to cum again. Slowing down your movements. Gahyeon began to whine.

“Please daddy. Let me cum again.”

“Another orgasm. Greedy much Gahyeon?”

“JUST FUCK ME!”

Bringing her hips down on your length was enough for the brat to begin to shake all over your bed. The rush of fluids hit your legs as the girl just panted for air. Angry at her disobeying you, you took hold of her hips and rammed your length into her. As she continued to flop all over the place, you felt your peak finally arriving.

Flipping Gahyeon over, you increase the speed at which you piston into her cavern. The screams from Gahyeon echoed throughout your home. Even though you were overstimulating Gahyeon you could see the hint of a smirk on her face.

Using all the strength left at that moment you shoved your shaft into the deepest corner of Gahyeon’s pussy. The smirk was gone as her entire body began to shake all around.

“D-Daddy S-Stop.”

“N-Not until I cum.”

Raising her upper body, you attached your lips back to Gahyeon’s nipple and gave it a few more sucks. That was enough for Gahyeon to yell in your ears and cum once more. As her walls tightened around cock, you shoved yourself one more time into her walls. Your rod began to shoot shot after shot of semen into her womb. You somehow threw seven ropes of your load into the brat.

The girl was nearly passed out on the bed after the constant orgasms you were giving to her. As your peak ended, you fell on the side of the bed and lay next to Gahyeon.

Honestly. You weren’t sure how Gahyeon came that many times and that fast. Must have been a mix of things. You being aggressive, that lack of dick she had in the entire month. Must have been how you also had two major loads stored in your body.

“Fuck that was good.”

“God. The girls should have made that bet with you, not me.”

“Funny, Dami said the exact same thing. I’m just glad we both had fun.”

“Oh, we aren’t done Gahyeon. We are just getting started with this little session.”

“W-Wait I’m sore!”

You didn’t even give her a chance to react as your mouth moved down to her folds. Easy to say that both of you had your fill of sex for the day.

December 1st.

Walking out of the elevator, Gahyeon followed you walking funny towards her desk. The rest of the girls all noticed this and began to laugh. They had never seen Gahyeon this sore after one of your nights. All of the girls surrounded the girl's desk as you stood next to her.

“So I hear congratulations are in order Kangdae. Gahyeon tested us last night to tell us she broke you but ten minutes too late.”

“Well, I’m still mad she broke me ten minutes later but thank you. Actually, Gahyeon I had the door locked. How did you get in?”

“I was hiding in your closet until you fell asleep. Then when you passed out I used your ties to get your limbs strapped down.”

“Well, I think Kangdae got his revenge. I have never seen you wobble like that.”

Everyone on the top floor began to laugh at Sua’s statement.

“Well, either way. A bet is a bet and you won Kangdae. When will you leave for your vacation?”

As Jiu finished asking her question, the ding from the elevator got everyone’s attention. A minute passed as you heard some footsteps get close until a person was in front of you. It was your security guard.

“Ah, there you are, Sir. Your ride to the airport is here. They told me to tell you all the luggage was brought into your plane already.”

“Thank you Hakkun. We will be down in a bit.”

As your security guard left you felt a little tap on your shoulder. The source? Your girlfriend.

“What do you mean we?”

“Oh, I decided ladies. We are all heading to Mexico since vacation alone would be boring. I already got people to take care of the rest of the things for a week. Let’s go!”

You didn’t need to repeat yourself as all the girls ran towards the elevator with you in tow. Stepping in, you all began to talk to each other and mess around. As you finally reached the lobby you felt a kiss on your cheek. Yoohyeon was standing next to you smirking.

“Me and the ladies are gonna leave you limping like Gahyeon by the end of this vacation.”

Looking around, you saw all the girls giving you a dangerous look. Honestly, you weren’t sure if you would survive this vacation but if you survived No Nut November then you can probably do this.

You can, right?

A/n 2- So I hope you liked it. it real talk I'm a bit in the dumps towards writing smut so i might take a long break or just quit smut writing. who knows but I guess we will see. Ty again

#dreamcatchersmut #gahyeonsmut #kpopsmut #smut

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