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the-black-manor · 18 hours
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Little pet that's too shy to ask to have their intestines rearranged, so they sit between my legs and nuzzle at my cock instead, getting me worked up until I can't control myself anymore, pin them down, force myself inside, and breed them deep.
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cissyenthusiast010155 · 7 months
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Pet Play Kink with Lucifer Morningstar ~Kinktober 2023
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Happy October 18!!! Today is a Pet Play Kink. With the one and only, ruler of hell, from The Sandman, Lucifer Morningstar. Hope your Enjoy!! 🖤🩸
Previous Day <—found here!
Kinktober 2023 <—Here!!
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Mommy… Master List
Requests & Prompt-List
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, pet play kink, implied smut, eating out, pet names, praise, implied praise kink, implied future smut, etc.
Enjoy (;
Lucifer came into their private quarters with a deep sigh, slamming the door behind them.
They had told you earlier that they would be late, as the day had been extremely busy. The Lightbringer had instructed you to be kneeling at the edge of their bed, garments off, ready for them after their work. And you obeyed. You were kneeling at the edge of their massive bed, naked and awaiting their instructions.
“Good pet…” The blonde breathed out, removing their top most layer of garments.
They made their way over to you, looming tall over you and the edge of the bed. Their hand reached out to your chin, caressing your face, as they gazed into your eyes. Their expression was one filled with tiredness and stress. They gazed into nothingness for a couple of minutes, simply caressing your chin and neck.
You would have asked if you could help, but that broke the rules. You only spoke when spoken to. So you sat there, like a good pet. Suddenly, Lucifer broke out of their trance and they sighed.
“I’m sorry pet, I’m very distracted today” the Lightbringer sighed.
You bit your lip and nodded.
“It’s okay, Master. I don’t mind” you reassured the blonde.
Your words caused the Lightbringer to smile lightly at you.
“Perhaps my pet can help me resolve some of my issues…” Lucifer teased lightly.
Your eyes widened and you nodded vigorously.
“Yes Master…! Please let me help you. I’ll be good.” You quipped eagerly, finding your purpose and joy in pleasing and helping the Lightbringer.
“Such an eager pet…” Lucifer chuckled with a smirk.
They then sat themselves on their great, large reading chair the corner by the window. They spread their legs and began rolling up and removing all the garments that might hinder you from aiding the Lightbringer.
“Come, Pet.” The blonde ordered.
“Yes, Master”
You immediately swing your feet out from underneath you and rose, scurrying over to the fallen Angel. You fell to your feet in front of the Lightbringer and immediately began aiding in the removal of their garments.
“Take it slow, Little Pet.” Lucifer reminded you with a hum.
You nodded and slowed your pace.
“Yes Master.” You spoke.
“Hmmmm, Good Pet…” they hummed in approval, “I want us both to enjoy this…”
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Next Day <—Mommy Kink!!
Lucifer Morningstar Masterlist
Kinktober 2023 Masterlist
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swampstew · 7 months
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Trafalgar Law, B-12 ~ Forced Orgasm
Summary: Law toys with you, literally. Don't worry, the pleasure is worth the pain. Especially when he brings the big cat out to play ;)
Part 1 | Part 3
Warnings: Spicy, pet play kink, forced orgasm kink, creampie, Monster Law, dom/sub relationship, hybrid Law/leopard form. Adding dead dove in case people take issue with monster fucking/hybrid fucking or whatever. Word Count: 1.2K
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Part 2 to Pet Play ~ Happy Birthday to Trafalgar Law
“You’re my sexy kitten,” Law praised you as he watched you crawl on to the bed obediently.
He had gently opened up your ass to accept your new tail, and it fit perfectly inside you. The faux white fur hit the back of your thighs as you found a comfortable position to settle down in. With concentrated skill, you tightened your walls and flexed your glutes to make your tail twitch a little.
Law’s yellow eyes took on a more cat-like appearance. The pupils became narrow like slits as he watched you twitch your tail. When you started to mewl at him, the pupils became round and excited. Something in his pants became inflated and excited as well.
“Damn, must be my birthday or something,” he smirked. “You’re doing so well and I haven’t even started to play with you.”
You gulped – the anal plug had taken a little to work in and as aroused as you were, as evidence by the wetness in your panties – you wondered what he intended to do if he didn’t even consider the plug as part of the play.
“Please don’t make me wait,” you pouted. You laid on your side, belly exposed, your gloved hands pawing at your bra and lightly tugging the fabric to tease your nipples, flashing Law your areola.
“Little Kitten,” Law peeled his shirt off, his canines looked a little sharper or was that just the shadows? “The anticipation is the best part.” He took his pants off and you could see his stiff cock outlined in his briefs. “Now do as I say.”
“OOOOOhhh-OOOOOOhhhHHhh-WAAH!” you cried out as Law grinded you over his bulge again and again.
Quickening and slowing his pace at random intervals to keep you on edge. Knees over his hips, your dull nails dug at his muscles the more he teased you. The silk pooled in your thin panties had overflowed already and Law’s briefs were soaked – his own precum mixed into the soiled fabric from his side of the cotton barrier.
Law’s fingers dug into the meat of your ass as he kept grinding your body over his, aggressively snapping his hips harder and harder. Twice you had almost cum but both times he had slowed the pace in favor of rolling you over and pushing you into the mattress as he fucked your mouth with his tongue and tugged at your nipples, keeping his erection away from your seeking core.
“You-you-you’re being such a tease!” you wailed, your puffy clit was throbbing, aching for release.
He tutted at you, “You should trust that I’ll take care of you. When have I steered you wrong?” He ground his pelvis between your legs and you yelped at the sensation. Squirming against him to push yourself over the edge. Law pulled away before you could finish.
“Naughty kitten. Did you really think I’d let you get away with that?” he clipped the leash to your collar and had you sit on the edge of the bed, facing a tall mirror. He sat behind you and made you sit over his lap, using his long legs to nudge your knees apart. “Look at how desperate you are to release. That you would disobey me. Try to rush me.”
You tried to look away in embarrassment but he pulled the leash taut until you made eye contact with his reflection.
“Rub yourself for me.”
With trembling fingers, you began swirling the apex of your mound, feeling a fresh wave of slick leak out from the pressure. Law tutted again before helping you remove your panties from your seated position.
“Again. Show me how you purr.”
You mewled out as your bare fingers touched your sensitive core, rubbing between your folds and flicking your nub. Every few swipes you would curl your fingertips and use the first knuckles to tease your entrance, keening and grinding your ass over Law’s cock. Your moans tumbled from your lips as you brought yourself closer, so close, on the cusp of ecstasy when Law firmly grabbed your wet, gloved hand and brought it to his mouth. Slurping the excess off as his other hand unclipped the leash.
“Not yet. You’ll cum but it’s going to be on my cock,” he said with a husked tone. “Tell me, little Kitten, do you want it from the front or the back? And more importantly, do you want my cock as it is now—” Law dropped his briefs to the ground, rubbing the reddened tip and inspecting the line of pre he dribbled out, “—or, do you want it the other way?”
Giving your answer, Law’s smile made you feel secure in your choice. He gently flipped you over so you laid on your belly, twirling your tail and pumping it in and out of you until you were panting. Once he had you flustered, he moved in front of you so you could watch him transform.
“Give us a kiss,” he prompted, pushing his weeping tip against your lips. Your tongue poked out to wet your lips as you looked at all of him. The way his body had filled out with muscle, made him stand a little taller; it was hard to ignore the white and black spotted tail flicking from behind him, or the way his skin seemed to pale, until it was nearly white with black spotted patterns over his skin. No fur on his body besides his natural body hair. Then of course – his cock.
What had once been a long and narrow base with a large head, with a slight curve upwards, became fatter, the glans pumped with blood, giving it an engorged head. Along the glans there were noticeable bristles that rested along the sensitive skin. You kissed his tip and the bristles shivered, a fat bead of pre leaked from his slit.
Law moaned, “My sweet Kitten. I’ll give you the release you so desperately want. It won’t be long now.”
“W-will it hurt?”
“It might sting a little but it shouldn’t make you bleed.”
You nodded in approval, your tongue swiped his slit and licked the pre.
“Ohh Kitten,” he groaned.
He mounted you from behind, the delicious stretch of your pussy widened from his engorged size as he slowly slit in. Your mouth dribbled drool as your walls opened to accommodate his girth, squeezing against his cock and making him hiss. With a deep thrust, he filled you to the hilt. And started a brutal pace that had you seeing stars, made you cry in pleasure, and made you cream.
Your pussy pulsed and contracted as you came, so easily and so quickly after all the buildup. You screamed as ecstasy flooded your body, making you clamp down on him to squeeze out every thrust to prolong your pleasure. Law let out a dull roar as his hips stuttered against your ass, the sound of sharp slapping echoing in the room. You felt his seed flood your pussy as he rocked his cock inside you, and you could feel the bristles on his glans grazing against your throbbing walls causing you to cry out in overstimulation.
Law lowered his head and bit the back of your neck as he kept bucking into you. Slap after slap against your ass until he stopped spilling. Your trembling squeals stopped when he pulled all the way out, feeling him slap your sore ass with his cock. Crawling over your spent body, Law kissed the spot he bit, trailing his sweet kisses to your mouth.
“You’re going to make a wonderful pet,” he whispered in your ear.
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20 tiles to go, 16 calls made so far.
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smuttysmooches · 21 days
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subxsub
rubbing our puppy parts against each others as our doggy brains turn to mush
only being able to whine and grunt, maybe biting your neck or you biting mine <3
licking up your parts as the best of treats, encouraging me to keep going
soft kisses and rough fucking ♡
i sent this as an ask for another puppy but it was too good to not share so here you have it ෆ (⁠˃͈⁠ ⁠દ⁠ ⁠˂͈⁠ ⁠༶⁠ ⁠)
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safeandsnowy · 7 months
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what does it take to get a dom who will listen to me vent and tell me everything’s gonna be ok in a soft patient voice before they slowly calm me down and put a collar around my neck and turn me into a dumb kitty who doesn’t have to think about the real world so i can curl up on their lap and take a nap
i need this so badly. so so badly. it would fix me i think.
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the-black-manor · 4 months
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Taking a pet with a full bladder outside to use the restroom, but they’ve got a urethral plug in. Telling them, “Go on, go potty” even though you know they physically can’t. And when they don’t go, telling them “Well, if you don’t have to, then you can wait until we come back out in an hour or two, right?” before leading them back inside.
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swampstew · 7 months
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Trafalgar Law, B-7~ Pet Play
Summary: A near death encounters sweeps you into Law's arms. Something is off about him, but you don't figure it out until later - you're surprised with how well you accept it, and lean into it.
Part 2 | Part 3
Warnings: Spicy but in a suggestive way, pet play kink, near death encounter, Monster Law, dom/sub relationship, kitten pet play + all the pretty trinkets Word Count: 681
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You first met him in a dream, Trafalgar Law. He had shown up with a haunted expression on his face, reaching out for you. It had startled you awake and set you up for what you felt was a bad day. Perturbed and grumpy, you weren’t paying attention when you were crossing the street until you heard shouting and horns honking. The car was coming straight for you and you couldn’t help but freeze on the spot with a gaping mouth – your life flashed before your eyes and the last thing you saw was the mysterious yellow eyes of the man you had dreamed of. Only, you were very much awake. And suddenly, he was right there in front of you. Holding you. Had yanked you out of the spot on the street you were rooted to in fear, saving your life.
Unable to speak, you could only shake or nod your head in response to his questions. He was giving you a quick exam, being a doctor from the hospital down the street. You’re lucky he had just left his double shift and was walking home when he saw you. He offered to walk you home but you declined, wanting to take a long walk to think about why you had dreamt about this man and how the hell he managed to show up in your life like this. Law looked like he wanted to argue and insist on walking you home, but he yielded instead, giving you his cell number on the back of a prescription paper; told you to call him if you EVER needed him.
Walking alone in the park that night – you felt like you were being watched. Anytime you checked your surroundings you never saw anyone, but as the sky darkened, you felt like something with glowing yellow eyes was stalking you behind the trees. Some sort of animal. You scurried home but the feeling never went away. For a week. Finally, you called Law. Turned out, you could use a friend to walk home with.
That was months ago and now the two of you were fully hooking up.
Even after Law came clean and told you everything. He had been the one watching over you – had tried to warn you in your sleep that you were in danger. You sat and listened with an open mind as he talked about his heritage, that he’s a Fylgja. A supernatural being associated with fate – an omen of one’s impending doom. That was why he came to you, he couldn’t stand idly by as someone like yourself was going to be cut down before the best years of your life. It wasn’t fair. So he intervened.
He also has the ability to shapeshift – his favorite form being a snow leopard. That was when the thoughts started.
“You want to be my little kitten?” he cocked an eyebrow at you but looked pleased. “I can work with that.”
Law presented you with gifts: white, fuzzy cat ears with a dark spotted pattern and matching anal plug tail; a bra and panty set in matching white; white socks for your feet and gloves for your hands, the fingertips has dulled, pointed claws; and lastly, a jeweled collar and leash/harness set. The collar had “Kitten” spelled out with shiny gems.
He helped undress you and step into your new house outfit. Bending you down to the floor, he gently pushed you to all fours, massaging your ass encouragingly.
“You can say your safe word whenever you want, I’ll respect it. We’ll take this as far as you want to go. If you accept, give me your best meow, little kitten.”
With a deep swallow, you turned your head to look at him, giving him your poutiest face, “Miiiaaoo.”
A wide grin spread across his face, “That’s my good girl,” he drawled as he buckled your new collar around your neck. “Let me show you what a good master I’ll be to you. And if you’re really into it, maybe we can explore my hybrid leopard form in the bedroom.”
Part 2 - TBD 😏
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21 tiles to go, 15 calls made so far.
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monochromekitten · 2 years
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Pet play kink with werewolf boyfriend but you, a much smaller human female, is the one wearing a collar and leash
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thekingofcrochet · 10 months
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It’s literally too hot to wear clothes and too hot to think
why am i not someone’s naked freeuse puppyslut right now? please i am so tired but i will be such a good boy 🥺
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eroimuma · 3 months
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seré tu mascota , tómame úsame todo lo que quieras.
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the-black-manor · 10 months
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Bad Decisions
Vampire Dom x GN Human Sub Requested by @transpunkslut
Summary: You've been living with your vampire for a few months, but you've never been fucked by him. Tonight, you found the nerve to ask him to be intimate.
Warnings: Unprotected sex, blood drinking,
Kinks: Vampire, terato, blood drinking, master/pet, excessive cum, primal play, oversized cock, rough kisses, multiple orgasms
Words: 2,140
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You had been living with him for a while now, the vampire. It started with a swipe right and an invitation to dinner that you couldn't bring yourself to refuse. He was honest from the very beginning - even before you got to his mansion - that he intended to drink your blood. You still went, and here you still were, months later.
You were cattle to him. Fresh blood in the pantry. That's why you hadn't gotten up the nerve to ask him to do anything more with you. Anything... intimate, even though you so desperately wanted to feel him inside of you. You doubted he would say yes. The night began as it usually did, with breakfast in the living room before the fire as snow fell in heavy flakes outside the grand windows. You were breakfast, of course. After that, things progressed as they usually did, though he seemed to be more present than usual. More attentive.
You were talking and laughing, telling stories, when he rested his hand on your bare leg and gave you that dazzling, sharp smile you had come to adore. Later, he squeezed past you in the kitchen between the island and the counter, his crotch rubbing against your ass as he went. Then, when you were reminiscing about something upsetting, he had taken your hand in his and gave you a soft kiss on the knuckles. There were more instances than these - many more - and every time he so much as grazed you, your heart skipped a beat and your stomach fluttered. Your head was spinning all day, your legs clenched together to provide some friction.
The sun began to rise, and you were beginning to lose control of yourself. He wouldn't need to feed again so soon, but god you wanted him to. Maybe you could convince him to have a snack...
You rapped gently on the heavy walnut door that closed his office off from the rest of the house.
"Come in," his voice came from the other side, always friendly, always inviting.
You stepped into the office and closed the door behind you, then padded forward on bare feet.
"What are you up to?" you asked.
He glanced up from his paperwork to see you in nothing more than an oversized sweater and underwear.
"Working," he replied, and there was curiosity on his lips.
You stepped around his desk, and he turned his chair toward you instinctively.
I hope he doesn't kill me for this, you thought as you sat on the edge of his desk.
"What are you up to?" he asked.
You bit your lip nervously.
"Are you hungry?" you asked.
"I'm always hungry."
You tugged the sweater off one of your shoulders, revealing your neck and the puncture scars there.
"You know I won't feed on you in such quick succession, darling." His voice was part purr, part growl, and despite his words, his pupils were blown.
"I know. But you're hungry and I want to make sure you're well fed."
He swallowed hard, his adam's apple bobbing, and rested his hands on your legs. He was cool to the touch, but his hands were soft, and the contact send electricity up your spine. You spread your legs, only barely.
"What are you doing?" His voice was low. Warning.
"I'm being good," you answered.
Your heart was pounding in your chest. No doubt he could hear it.
He smirked.
"You're trying to seduce me, aren't you, you little minx?"
You smiled and tried to avert your eyes, but he forced you to look at him with one clawed finger beneath your chin.
"I just want to make sure you're well taken care of... Master."
You had never called him that before, but you saw a fire start behind his blood red eyes when you did. He stopped breathing as yours picked up. He didn't need to breathe, of course, but it had become habit to make you more comfortable. Now, though, he was struggling to restrain himself, so breathing wasn't on his list of priorities.
You took hold of his wrist and slid his hand over your thigh and between your legs, where you pressed it against your crotch.
"I'll hurt you."
That wasn't a threat. It was a warning.
"No, you won't. You wouldn't do anything to risk losing your steady meals."
His pointed tongue flicked out to wet his lips.
"I know you want to, Master. Please. I want it too."
"I know what you want, pet, and it's not for me to drink your blood..."
Despite his hesitance, he pressed his palm against your crotch and began to massage. You let out a huff of breath and your hips jerked forward of their own accord. He pushed his chair out and stepped between your legs. His face was inches from yours, and you could feel his cool breath on your cheek. He smelled like vanilla and nutmeg.
"This is a dangerous game you're playing," he whispered.
"I know."
One hand worked between your legs while the other came up to cup the back of your neck.
"Once we get started, I won't be able to stop."
"Good."
"It will take hours."
"I hope it does."
"You don't know what you're asking for."
"I don't care."
"Your body won't be able to handle it."
"Try me."
Finally, he allowed all reservations to crumble and fall away, and he pressed his lips firmly against yours, holding you steady by the back of your neck. He wasn't gentle. His tongue snaked into your mouth to dance with yours. It was long and slick and strong, and he easily dominated you. His saliva tasted like honey cakes, and you throbbed underneath his palm. Your skin prickled with want. You could feel his long nails digging into the nape of your neck, but you knew he wouldn't break the skin. He wouldn't want to waste any of the crimson wine that flowed through your veins. You wanted him to touch you. You wanted to feel his hands on every inch of your body.
His tongue snaked down your throat and he fucked you with it as his hand made its way past your underwear to paw at you properly. You allowed him to continue as long as you could before you had to push him away to gasp for air. He might not need to breathe, but you definitely still did.
He didn't allow a second to go by before his mouth was on your neck and he sucked deep bruises into the soft flesh.
"M-more..." you begged. "Please..."
He licked a long line up the side of your neck, following your carotid artery, and then his hands were on the hem of your sweater, tugging it up and over your head, and your underwear down and off. He tossed them both to the side and then pressed his chest against yours, forcing you to lie back on the desk. He ground his clothed member against you. You could feel the thick bulge in his pants. He was... much bigger than you expected.
"Please..." you whined again.
"Please what?" he purred in your ear as his fingers tangled in your hair.
"Please. God, fuck me, please."
"You can call me Master," he replied, and you could feel the smirk on his lips as he kissed you again.
Your head was cloudy, filled only with thoughts of him, with wants for him. Your body ached and you arched up to meet him as he pressed his hard cock against you.
"Please..."
A tear ran down your cheek. You couldn't take this teasing. You needed more.
When it seemed as if you might pull your hair out, he finally reached down between your legs. You heard his zipper, and then his cock sprung out of his trousers to slap against you. His length was throbbing and hot, and you nearly screamed in frustration.
"Master, please!"
His cockhead pressed against your entrance, his precum lubing you up, and then, agonizingly slowly, he began to push himself inside. Your eyes rolled back and you let out a moan as the head slipped in, and you clenched as the bulging shaft followed, stretching you painfully wide.
God, he was big.
He bottomed out, buried completely inside of you. You were soft and warm around him. He stilled, allowing you a moment in which you panted and spasmed around him, trying to acclimate to the sheer size of him. He was breathing heavily and you wondered briefly why. It didn't seem like he was doing it to make you comfortable, but more like... he couldn't help but pant.
"M-move. Please, move."
He pulled out, leaving only the tip of his cock inside, before he slowly buried himself deep once more. He set a steady, slow pace, and you were grateful. You had never taken anything so big, and you felt like you might break. You hurt with each thrust, stretching painfully, but your moans gave away the pleasure you were feeling. He crushed his lips against yours in a bruising kiss, and his tongue snaked into your mouth a third time. The taste of him... god the taste of him. It made you wild. Feral.
He picked up the pace and you grimaced against the discomfort, but it quickly faded into bliss.
"Uuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." you moaned, long and low.
Your voice caught each time he thrust into you, breaking the word into pieces that got caught in his breath and fluttered away to swirl around the room like music.
"You feel incredible," he broke away just long enough to pant into your ear. "I should have done this sooner."
"Have you ever... nnnng... drank from someone... oh god... while they came?"
"I'm about to," he growled and sank his fangs deep into your neck just as his cock hit exactly the right button.
You came hard, clenching around him so hard it hurt. Your eyes rolled back, you arched up into him, you clawed at his back. He didn't stop thrusting, fucking you hard and fast through your orgasm as he drank deep. Your head spun as you came down. You tapped on his shoulder.
"S-stop... Gonna... Pass out..."
You felt the confliction in the muscles of his arms and chest as he struggled to let you go.
"Master..." your voice was barely a whisper.
Finally, he tore his mouth away from your neck and froze, gulping in deep breaths as he tried to calm himself.
"Master."
His head whipped around to look at you. You had never seen him like this before, so primal. So... monstrous. His eyes were wild, his hair was a mess, his lips were painted with your blood, and the tips of his wicked fangs were visible beneath his frown. You reached a hand up and stroked his cheek gently.
"Cum in me."
He didn't need you to tell him again. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and resumed his pace, hammering into you like a beast breeding its mate. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around him as he fucked you. Minutes passed... First five, then ten, then more. You came at least three more times before he was done. Finally, when you thought he was going to split you open, he pushed inside of you so deeply that you were scooted up on the desk.
The snarl that ripped from his throat was unlike any sound you had heard him make before. It was desperate. His cock throbbed aggressively inside of you as it released cum like a faucet. He filled you quickly, and you dug your nails into his back to help ground you as the sheer volume of his seed forced your insides to stretch. More minutes passed. Two. Three. The heat of his cum was bliss. Knowing that there was no way it was leaking out past his bulging manhood was ecstasy.
He thrusted as he began to come down, seemingly trying to get deeper, and with the heat of his seed, the throbbing of his cock, and the thrusting of his hips, you couldn't help but cum again. You nearly blacked out from the force of it.
After what seemed like an eternity, he relaxed on top of you, shaking. You went limp beneath him, allowing your arms to fall to your sides. Your bare chest heaved. You licked your lips, and he licked his.
"That was incredible," you panted.
He didn't smile, didn't chuckle. Instead, he pushed away from you, hooked his arms beneath your legs, and glared down at you with dark eyes. It was then that you realized he was still rock hard inside of you.
"I told you this would take hours."
Your eyes went wide as he began to thrust.
"I'm just getting started."
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rinameunconcious · 2 years
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uhhmm,, mmm,, im needy mommy ;-; m sorry 🥺
- bunny anon 🐇
oh come here bunny!! come to mama and sit on my lap and I'll rub that cute tummy of yours! and I'll pat and rub that cute bunny butt of yours too!
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intoxicating-goddess · 5 months
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I want someone to get me high, really high. Get me to take hit after hit until I can't think straight. The higher I get, the hornier I get. My pussy is dripping wet when you pull me close and slid your fingers into my soaked cunt. The only thing I'm able to focus on is the pleasure you're giving me. It makes me moan greedily. I begin to squirt all over your fingers. Everything is soaked. You pull your hand away from my pretty pussy. I whine, as if to say 'please, play with me more.' You move my body, since I'm barely able to stand, and bend me over the couch. I try to figure out what's going on when all of a sudden I feel your entire cock thrust inside me. You hold it deep in my pussy, unmoving. I can feel your hard cock pressing on my cervix. It's deliciously uncomfortable. "You like when my cock is shoved inside you, don't you whore?" you growl into my ear. You begin pounding me mercilessly. I squirm and moan underneath you. It feels amazing to be used by you. I'm so turned on knowing that even if I wanted you to stop, there's nothing I could do. "You're nothing but a cocksleeve. A hole for me to fuck whenever I please" you say as you push my face down into the cushion. "And now I'm going to fill your pretty pussy with my sweet cum". I start to understand the words you're saying. You can't come inside me, I'll get pregnant. I trying to get away from you but I'm pinned between you and the couch. I use my arms to try and push you off but it's no use. I'm too weak and dazed. You pin my arms behind my back and say "There's no use fighting, you're my little cum dump and I'm going to fill you to the brim with my seed". Your thrusts become faster and faster. I try to let out a scream but you cover my mouth with your other hand. My desperate attempts to get away are futile. You laugh as you watch me try and fail. "Here it comes, slut!" You announce. I let out a muffled scream as your cock empties into my womb. You pumped me full of your sweet, sticky semen. You pull out. Leaving me naked, draped over the couch, leaking your seed out of my abused cunt. You grab me by the hair and pull my ear towards your lips while you lovingly say "You were such a good fuck toy. I'll be using you again very soon."
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