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nooseddudes · 9 days

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#hangedguys #hangedmen #strangulation #choke and strangle #strangledguys

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wrestlingjobber · 2 months

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Who wants to dominate me while I am wearing that?😈Want to wrestle, beat me up, breathcontrol, tie me up and abuse me (or in the best case all those things together)?😈

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saggernooseai · 24 days

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theres-a-body-here · 6 months

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Scumtober- Day 27 (Breathe Play)

Alexander Nox x Male!reader

Alexander couldn't help but feel irritated by how needy you seemed today. Yet, despite his frustration, your constant teasing had managed to arouse him — something he hadn't expected to feel in the middle of a game.

Now, here you both stood in one of the buildings at World's Edge; him pinning you against a wall while trying to hide his obvious erection beneath his pants. You could tell he was irritated behind his gas mask as he held his gloved hand to your throat.

"Aww, come on, Gas Daddy. I was just messing with you," you cooed playfully, referring to that little incident involving a cheeky slap on his rear earlier. Hearing those words sent chills down Alexander's spine – not because they were endearing, but rather due to sheer annoyance. His grip tightened around your neck as he let out a low growl.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you felt his hold on your neck increase. Watching your reaction brought forth a mix of discomfort and pleasure within Alexander – causing him to grit his teeth while simultaneously feeling his member twitch inside his pants.

Noticing his conflicted demeanor, you smirked before whispering softly, "You like treating me like this..." Pausing for effect, you added, "...Alexander?"

At the sound of his name spoken so intimately, he reacted instinctively by slamming you harder against the wall, eliciting yet another moan from deep within your throat.

Frustrated beyond belief, Alexander muttered a series of profanities underneath his breath while roughly tearing away the clothing that hung past his pelvis using his free hand. With the other still firmly grasping your neck, he quickly undid his buckle and pulled open his pants.

Alexander reveals his hardened member, its pale color standing out starkly against the dim light filtering through the windows.

Unable to resist taunting him further, you manage to choke out a sarcastically flirtatious comment, "Oh, what a pretty white cock!" This only fuels his frustration even more, resulting in another violent slam against the wall.

Alexander snaps back at you, "Keep it shut!" His voice sounds menacing even through the muffled filter of his gas mask. Complying with his order, you remain silent as he continues to apply pressure on your windpipe. Meanwhile, he presses his head against the wall beside yours, letting out quiet grunts of pleasure as he starts stroking his erection in earnest.

Determined to take control of the situation, you beg him, "Come on, let me help!" However, Alexander refuses to relinquish any power over the scenario – instead choosing to keep his grip firmly on your neck as he continues furiously stroking himself.

Through ragged breaths, Alexander informs you, "Consider this punishment for being such a pest throughout our entire game." His tone leaves no room for argument, making it clear that he won't tolerate any further interference from you.

Ignoring his warning, you continue to squirm and buck your hips into the air, desperate for some relief from the building sexual tension. But Alexander remains unfazed, focusing solely on achieving his release while maintaining his vice grip on your vulnerable throat.

In the silence of the abandoned building, the only audible sounds are your strained, moaning breaths and the wet, squelching noises emanating from Alexander's rapidly moving hand upon his swollen cock.

Unable to resist touching him, you gently caress the hand wrapped around your neck. This small gesture sends shivers down Alexander's spine, causing him to groan deeply and pick up the pace of his already frenzied strokes.

Summoning every last bit of strength left within you, you call out his name. "Alexander....". You sounded both strained and intimate.

Without hesitation, he lifts his head from the wall and presses his body flush against yours – ensuring every curve and contour align perfectly together. Then, he leans in closer, pressing his gas mask against your face.

Finally allowed some reprieve, you let out a whimper of relief and immediately start to buck your hips against the solid warmth of his body. Alexander obligingly adjusts his position, turning slightly to the side so he can continue stroking himself while gazing upon your beautiful, struggling expression.

Granting you a brief respite, Alexander releases his hold on your neck just enough for you to catch your breath. "Breathe," he orders, his voice low and commanding. Obeying without question, you suck in several deep breaths before feeling his hand constrict around your throat once more.

With renewed vigor, you resume thrusting yourself against Alexander's body while simultaneously battling for air as his hand tightens its grip on your throat. All the while, you fixate your gaze on the erotic sight of his slick, pulsing cock gliding across your trembling, clothed thigh.

Reaching the peak of his arousal, Alexander releases a guttural groan as he ejaculates onto your clothes, his gas mask remaining firmly pressed against your now teary face. As he reaches his climax, his grip on your throat tightens almost unbearably, threatening to cut off all oxygen supply completely. Just when you think you might pass out, he finally relaxes his hold, allowing you to regain consciousness and draw much needed air into your lungs.

Silence descends upon the two of you as you both recover from the intense experience. Still panting heavily, you lock eyes with Alexander, unable to look away from the intensity burning within his cold gaze. Suddenly, he reaches down and cups your swollen erection through the fabric of your pants.

Before anything can happen, the sound of footsteps echoes through the building from somewhere below. Startled, Alexander quickly withdraws his hand and begins tucking his spent penis back into his pants.

Frustrated by the abrupt interruption, you emit a frustrated whine, still desperate for release. Hearing your disappointment, Alexander grunts in annoyance before gruffly speaking, "I'll deal with you after the game is over."

Accepting his words as a promise, you allow yourself a triumphant smirk as you retrieve your Alternator. "So, it's a date then?" you teasingly ask, relishing in the slight blush that creeps onto Alexander's cheeks from behind his gas mask.

Briefly thrown off by your bold declaration, Alexander regains his composure and scoffs dismissively. "Insect," he mutters, though this time his usual derogatory term seems laced with something akin to affection.

Seizing the opportunity to escape the awkwardness, he snatches up his Nemesis and storms out the door before you can respond.

You shake your head and laugh before following him to face who's downstairs. You wonder what he'll do to your in his bedroom. No point in imagining now. Its time to win this game even if you have a rager the whole time.

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thehomicidalbaby · 1 year

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Escape

He called, my hands trembling as I raised the phone to my ear.

“Where are you?” I asked, my voice noticeably shaky. I unlocked my car, stepping inside before he could pull behind me. He remained silent, though I could hear his car running.

“I’m getting out of here, I’m going to my friends house” I threatened. He chuckled before sucking his teeth.

“Yeah?” He responded, calmly. I threw the car in reverse, quickly pulling from my driveway. As I made my way around the corner, I saw his headlights pull behind me.

Shit

“Pull over, baby girl” he demanded. I took a deep breath before doing as he said. Before I could open the door, he was waiting outside of his car. His cologne drenched flannel blew in the wind, a wicked grin embedded on his face. “Get in” he said, opening the driver door. He had laid his back seats flat, covering them with blankets. Before I could brace, he grabbed me. I fought back with everything in me, though he was much stronger. He turned me on my stomach, forcing my wrists into a zip tie.

“No!” I screamed. He rolled me onto my back, my hands locked underneath me. I tossed as roughly as I could, though I couldn’t sit up. “Don’t, please” I begged. He smiled before grabbing my throat.

“You always doubt me, baby girl” he responded. My vision began to fade, his voice becoming muffled. Right before I lost consciousness, he released me. “I won’t do it again” I promised. “I won’t doubt you”. He looked through the car window, exhaling quickly.

“I know,” he patronized. “I’m going to make sure of it”. He covered my nose & mouth, cutting off airflow. I began to thrash back & forth before he forced his hand down my pants. I closed my legs tightly, focusing on my lack of oxygen. He released my mouth & I gasped for air. As I caught my breath, he wedged his knee between my legs, forcing them apart. Before I could scream, he began suffocating me again.

“Look at me, baby” he spoke softly. I refused, a few seconds passing before he grabbed my throat. Instinctively, I threw my knee into his groin. I believed it would get him off of me, though it only angered him. He chuckled before violently shoving his two fingers inside me, thrusting his hand repeatedly & only gaining momentum. “I’m sorry!” I pleaded. “I’m s…” he gripped my throat tighter. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move. All I could do is feel his rage, suffering as he smiled, laughing at my vulnerable state.

“You will never doubt me again”. He promised.

#cnc stalking #lovesick #yandere #obsessive love #actually yandere #stalking #r@pe play #r@pe kink #kidnap roleplay #choke and strangle #choking #suffocating #breathplay

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cvntstrvck · 8 months

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i have this dream when my lover wraps their fingers around my throat and strangles me till i’m purple and when they finally let me breathe, i thank them profusely, and they’re so tender when they kiss me, and ask:

“you like when i decide if you have the privilege of breathing? if i get to be the reason you live or die?”

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mazzifivestarblower · 1 year

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