#he's a cuck and thats all to me

[hyukalyptus]

something nice — sub!fem!reader x dom!yeonjun x servicetop!kai

cw. reader is in an established (open) relationship with yeonjun, cucking? (kai eats reader's pussy while yj watches lol), cunnilingus ofc, nipple play, orgasm denial, edging, pet names (baby, jjun), begging, mention of "punishment" but nothing's ever done, yeonjun and kai talk about reader and what they're gonna do to her (without her understanding—everything is consensual in the beginning, but read note below), let me know if there's anything else. notes. IMPORTANT: ok so the tea with this one. the idea here is that the reader doesn't speak korean well and kai and yj are speaking korean to kinda talk about the reader and what they're gonna do to her so she doesn't understand. nothing aggressive, just describing what to do to her body so she's kinda surprised? SO!! anything in italics is in korean. thats important!! also idk how i feel about this???? smut under cut. wc. 1.5K

“Did she give you a reason or did she just break up with you?” You’re eavesdropping on Yeonjun and Kai—not that they’re being very secretive. They’re talking about a woman Kai’s been seeing while you play video games and attempt to translate in your head, but you're not being too successful, catching a few words here and there. 

“She did say one thing,” Kai says hesitantly. “But it’s kinda embarrassing.”

“What is it?”

“Well,” he starts, scooting closer to Yeonjun to awkwardly whisper something to him, twiddling his thumbs, running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh,” Yeonjun chuckles. “That’s…man, if you get really good at that, you could date anyone.”

“What are you talking about?” You finally pause your game, curiosity getting the best of you. Looking up, Kai looks like you caught him stealing cookies from a cookie jar while Yeonjun tries to hold back a chuckle. The three of you exchange looks until Yeonjun rolls his eyes to bluntly say—

“Eating women out.”

“Yeonjun—!” Kai says, shoving his arm.

“What?” He chuckles, returning the shove. “I eat her out all the time. She knows what it is. She knows you eat pussy too.”

“But that’s why that woman broke up with you?” You ask. “Because you…you're bad at eating pussy?” He blushes, averting his attention to the floor while he clasps his hands together, nodding shyly.

“Be honest, babe—am I good at eating you out?”

Looking between the two of them, you sit up and say, “Yeah, you’re probably the best I’ve had, but we’re super compatible, you know? We’re, like, super in love. That makes a big difference sometimes.”

Holding back a cocky smile, he asks, “But, objectively, I’m pretty good, right?” You shrug and nod—really, he probably is the best you’ve ever had, but that’s another story. 

“What makes it good?” Kai asks.

Humming, you think before saying, “First, he doesn’t go straight for it.” Turning red and ears getting warm, you gush and— “Oh god, Kai, don’t look at me when I tell you this.”

“Ah, this is ridiculous,” Yeonjun exasperates. “Do you just wanna practice on her?” You both whip your heads in his direction. “If you’re comfortable with it, of course,” he says to you. “Just thought it might be helpful.” 

Oh, how did you end up here? Laying in Yeonjun's bed, clenching your thighs together out of nervousness. “Remember, this is kinda specific to her. Pay attention to what whoever you’re with wants.” Kai nods, kneeling at the foot of the bed.

“She already said this—” Yeonjun says. “I don’t go straight for it. I kiss her first, then make my way down there.”

“You want him to kiss me?”

He shrugs and says, “If you’re alright with that.”

“If you are,” you say, looking Kai in the eyes. Both of them can’t help but notice the confidence you seem to be exuding, especially compared to Kai. Trembling fingers reaching for your cheek, he looks at you for permission one final time. Finally leaning in, his lips press to yours. 

You’d forgotten what it was like to have a first kiss with someone. Kai’s kisses are different from Yeonjun’s. Kai’s are much more cautious, more careful—not necessarily shy, but careful. It quickly turns hot and heavy. But you remember Yeonjun is watching you, suddenly overtaken with bashfulness, you break the kiss to glance over at him. 

Him and that sinister smile. 

Turning back to Kai, you crash into his lips again, humming into his mouth and smirking to rub how much you're enjoying this in Yeonjun's face.  

“Touch her,” Yeonjun says. “Kinda slowly, but then a little more intense.” Kai does as he’s told, his hand dragging up your hip to squeeze your tits. “Under her shirt.” 

His hand on the outside of your bra feels new and exciting. Reaching around your back to unhook it, you break the kiss to take your shirt off, pulling at the hem of his. 

“Slow down for a second,” Yeonjun chuckles and Kai listens, placing gentle kisses to your collarbone. “Lick her nipples.” Swirling his tongue around your nipple, you gasp, reaching for his hair. “Pay attention to which one she likes better.”

Kai tests both, slyly licking between the two. After testing the waters, he picks correctly. You chuckle thinking about Yeonjun sitting on a chair across the room, smirking in approval. You could look for yourself, but you can’t bring yourself to open your eyes. 

“Keep licking her until her hips roll.” This is a bit crazy, isn’t it? The guy you love telling another man how to fuck you the way you like. “Not yet.” Yeonjun switches to Korean, making you roll your eyes. If you didn’t have the energy to translate in your head earlier, you definitely can’t focus enough to translate now.

Lips trailing down your body, he tugs at your shorts, but keeps your cute pink panties on. Yeonjun talks him through every move—to lick his thumb and rub your nipple, to press his nose to the outside of your panties, to skate his lips across your inner thighs. 

Your hips roll uncontrollably, practically begging him to taste you. 

“Kai—” You whisper, your body instantly burning at the sound of the both of them chuckling. Pulling your panties down and off your legs, he throws them to Yeonjun who happily wads them up to sniff them and smell how delicious you are. 

Licking his thumb again, he keeps rubbing circles over your nipple as he finally licks your clit, your back arching as soon as he touches it. 

“Fuck—” You say breathlessly, looking down at him as his eyes sparkle up at you, your head dropping to your pillow with a thud. “Who the fuck is this bitch that says you’re bad at this?” He shakes his head, digging deeper into your pussy. 

Smiling cockily, you look over at Yeonjun, trying to control his breathing. He can’t help it—the two of you are just too hot together. He's never been able to enjoy this kind of view before. Seeing how every part of your body reacts to being touched—it's an incredible view.

“Please tell me he’s allowed to make me cum, baby,” You beg.

“Of course,” he chuckles smugly. “If he can.” Kai’s eating you out like he’s absolutely starving. And it’s true—he can’t help it. You taste too fucking good. 

Your eyes squeeze shut as you start squeaking, throwing your head back. 

“Okay, that sound means she’s gonna cum soon. Try to bring her as close to the edge as possible and then stop.” 

“Fuck, Kai,” you breathe. “Right there—yes.” You can’t believe how good he is at this, especially given the reason you're under his tongue right now. He’s supposed to be bad at this, right? 

You’re so fucking close and he can feel it. “Don’t stop—” he brings you right there. And then he does it. He stops. “Agh, fuck you,” you groan. Looking down at him, his smirking at you, eyes flashing between you and Yeonjun. 

He doesn’t waste too much time before getting back to your pussy, flicking his tongue over your clit. 

“Take it away from her for a bit. Lick her nipples again.” He does just that. You’re aching, bucking your hips over and over, desperately trying to relieve some kind of tension. But his tongue does feel amazing on your tits. Threading your fingers through his hair, you tug at it hard. He groans, his mouth dropping open like you just unlocked a new kink of his. 

Now he can’t take it anymore. Hips jutting forward, you feel the roughness of his sweatpants drag against your center, relieving some of that tension. You gasp, resorting to begging him to get back to licking you. 

“No, don’t,” Yeonjun says sternly. 

“But I want to,” Kai whines back, looking at your pussy hungrily, sticking the tip of his tongue out, giving his best begging eyes. But Yeonjun just shakes his head, satisfied with watching you uncontrollably rolling your hips up toward Kai’s mouth. Kai compromises, wrapping his hands around the backs of your thighs to yank you closer to him and presses his lips to the skin right around your clit, teasing you even more. 

“Babe—” you breathe, begging Yeonjun with your eyes to let him continue licking you. 

“I know, baby, I know…” he responds, his voice low and rough. He finally lets him lick you again. But he doesn’t show much mercy. He repeats the same tactic over and over—having him bring you right to the edge, even to the point of tears, then he stops right in his tracks.

"I'm gonna tell you to stop, but I want you to keep going, okay?" Kai nods, agreeing to his instructions. Bringing you to the edge again, you're begging for mercy, begging to cum. "Don't let her cum, Kai," he says, making tears form in your eyes. "Stop—"

And he does.

"I told you to let her cum that time."

"Sorry," he smiles up at him, licking his lips. "It's so fun to see her beg like that though." Tilting his head toward you, he says, "Look at her...she's got tears in her eyes. Isn't that the hottest fucking thing you've ever seen?"

"It's okay, baby," he says, fingers flowing through your hair while Kai's mouth finds your clit again. You're moaning, gasping for air, swearing, screaming, anything to try to find a release. "Not yet. Don't let her fucking cum, Kai." You don't think you can handle this much longer. Edging is nice, yes, but this? This is bordering torture.

"Please, please, please, Jjun..." you trail off. "Just please let me cum. I can't take it anymore."

"I know you can take it, baby. Fucking taking it so well..."

It's building again. That knot in your stomach that gets tighter and tighter with every second. That white hot fire in the pit of your stomach waiting to explode.

"Don't stop, Kai," you blurt. "I'm gonna cum—" Slamming your palm over your mouth—you shouldn't have said that. He's gonna make you regret saying that.

"Don't let her cum," he orders.

But his grip gets tighter. His tongue licks furiouser. His face digs deeper. You're so fucking close. Closer than you've ever been tonight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Kai..." your orgasms crashes over you like a bolt of lightning. "Yes, fuck yes, that feels so fucking good." You feel like you're having an out of body experience. It's one of the best fucking orgasms of your life. "Don't stop, right there." You chest heaves with heavy breaths.

Coming down from one of the best orgasms of your life, your vision clears up and all you keep thinking is how much Yeonjun's gonna make you pay for this. You came without his permission—what's he gonna do now? Everything flashes across your mind: not letting you cum for a week, spanking you until your ass had his hand print on it, tying you up for hours, you're not sure.

But he doesn't do any of that. His hand caresses your cheek as he smiles down at you, "Did that feel good, baby?"

Confused, you nod, "Mhmm." You're still nervous, looking around at everyone's reactions. Kai's smirking while he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Bad at eating pussy my ass," you say, shoving his shoulder with your foot.

"Ah, I knew you a had a little crush on him...I've seen how you look at him." Your face turns beet red. He's noticed that? Oh god... "I just wanted to do something nice for my baby."

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[s0dium]

JJK mens dirty little secret

A/n: I really put my whole pussy in this.

Warning: Cuckholding (nanami makes a cameo), mommy kink, Noaya being a whiny bitch, pussy drunk sukuna, cheating, domination, cheating, orgasm denial, sub space, mating press, jacking off

Characters: Gojo satoru, Toji Fushiguro, Geto suguru, Sukuna, Noaya Zenin

Gojo Satoru

Is a cuck

ESPECIALLY when it comes to his best friend Geto or nanami

Dont get him wrong, he loves fucking you, but something about the taboo of it all, gets him going

He will sit back, jack off while he watches you whine and cry for his attention while your being fucked

"Feeling good baby? Gojo coos from across the room. You can barley see him through your eyes filled with with fat tears. You open your mouth to say something but your words come out gargles when Nanami dick touches a part of you that makes your toes curled.

"Cant fucking beleive you talked me into this." Nanami grunts, his eyes trained on the way your wet pussy takes his cock; a ring of cum accumating around your hole with every thrust.

"Aw dont complain, I know your loving this." Gojo chuckles with a grin.

Noaya Zenin

Sub with mommy issues and in denial about it

And its BAD too

For someone who goes on and ON about men being above women, he sure does LOVE being under one

You werent even particually a dom in the first place, but after meeting noaya, who wouldnt want to put that infuriating man in his place

It was hard to make out Noaya's silent pleas through the sound of wet skin on skin as you glided your hand up and down his dick. You marvle at the endless stream of white pre cum that spills from his pink tip and decide and wrap your lips around the tip as you continued to slowly jack him off.

"P-please, go faster" Noaya groans, the legs in his muscles tensing. You release his tip with a pop and glance up at him with dough eyes.

"Please, what baby?" You coo teasingly, running your thumb over the senstive skin making him shudder and curse under his breath.

"Please.... mommy." He whispers the last part but it still makes you smile.

"Good boy."

Geto suguru-

Cock to phat no problems.

Nah, he likes fucking non sorcerers more

Oopsies heheh

He's a big power dom, Geto just gets off more to 'weaker' people

And when it comes to you, his special human, well thats a whole different game.

He tells himself he'll kill you but instead fucks you, tsk tsk

"Hah~ Feels good master..." You whine dumbly, tongue lolling out of your mouth from the pleasure or Geto railing into you. He presses your knees more against your chest, effectivly founding you in half and granting him the view of his dick plowing into you. He cant help but grit his teeth on how deliciously you grip him, practically squeezing him to death with your gummy walls.

"Yeah? bet your loving this, your kind dont even deserved to get fucked like this." Geto boasts, but something about his words leave a sting on his tongue. He know he shouldn't care about your pleasure, but the need to see you cum, to see your eyes roll back in pleasure because of him, well he needed that.

"Come on baby, fucking cum for me."

Sukuna

Not a secret but he hasnt had sex in eons

No really this man is down horrendously

You bet your ass he's jacking off in his free time up in Yuujis brain or what ever

Its weird but its true

Oh and when he finally gets his hands on you, the man practically faints when you touch his dick

Doesnt turn into a sub, but he does get a bit whiney

Gets very pussy drunk

“Oh fuck, you’re tight,” Sukuna says hoarsely. He knows he should be ashamed, that the king of curses is falling apart by just entering in a womens pussy, but there didnt seem to be any room left in his brain to think.

"You ok kuna?" You squeak, unintentionally clenching around sukunas dick making him let out a groan. Sukuna needed to say something about the tension deep in his stomach, how it was building and building until it was as tight as possible even though he hadnt even moved yet. His skin was buzzing, mind cloudy, and the only thing he could focus on was the heat that was taking over his body.

"Just shut up." Sukuna grunts.

Toji Fushiguro

Fucks his clients wives or the clients daughters

But of course he does, this is kinda expected of him

Yeah nothing else needs to be said.....

"Hnng so g-" Your words where cut off by a hand slamming over your mouth.

"Shhh dont want dear old daddy hearing us do ya?" Toji whispers menacingly as he thrusts his hips into your gushing pussy at an inhuman speed. Something about the pleasure made you feel sick, like a thousand butterflies where in your stomach about to explode. Your toes curl and un curl as your thighs tremble from the fat tip of tojis tip hitting that sweet spot in your pussy over and over again.

"Aw, wanna cum?" Toji coos, realsing his hand over your mouth and you nod. "What are the magic words."

"Yes please!"

"Please what princess?"

"Please please let me cum daddy!" You cry.

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[eagleslouis]

unrelated but its really me dating zayn ❤️💖💕💖❤️💖💕❤️💖❤️💖💕

#me and my boyfriend legit talked about one direction ALL DAY yesterday lol at work #and i really dont know if this man hates zayn or not but i dont #and they are legit exactly the same.. its too much lol #every picture we saw of him yesterday like 'SARAH THATS ME' #or anything we watched of him talking lol same thing #zayn is less than 2 hrs from me and my brother has been around there and spoken to gigi and khai before so i mean... #hes not unattainable.. but i love my bf #its just cute #text #mine #also new update to this post #this man really said 'if you ever get the chance to have sex with zayn.. do it' #'i dont wanna see it but i wanna know what its like so tell me afterwards' #im dating a cuck??

[prettyboykatsuki]

premeditated | i. yoichi + i. rin

✭ tags ; cucking, like explicit cucking, isagi cucking rin, praise + soft dom isagi, rin having horrible realizations, this is all very consensual rin just many psychological problems, fem + afab!reader, petnames, voyeurism. 18+

✭ wc ; 2.4k

✭ a/n ; do you ever feel so consumed with a single thought you can't stop thinking about it until its Out Of You.

✭ synopsis ; rin lets isagi fuck you. isagi likes seeing you squirm.

Rin doesn't know why he agreed to this.

Watching you now, embarrassed as you shimmy out of you shorts and let Isagi see you partly naked, Rin doesn't know whats going through his head. He doesn't know if he ever will.

His relationship to Isagi has always been a complicated affair. The suggestion of Isagi fucking his girlfriend had been brought up in jest. But not really. Because Rin knows how Isagi looks at you like he wants to steal you from Rin's grasp. Typical of an egoist, of a striker.

Rin hates to lose. He hates things that are lukewarm. He hates his brother for being such a dick and he hates Isagi for looking at you like that. He hates it for so many reasons.

He can't bring himself to hate you, though. Maybe that's part of the problem. It's easier to push the responsibility onto someone else when it comes to stuff like this, but he can't do that with you. You had asked so many times if he was fine with the idea.

Not immune to Isagi's goading, Rin had agreed in the end. For reasons he's not interested in exploring.

Isagi is different to him. This is obvious, always - made apparent to anyone who's seen them in the same room. Rin knows this and he doesn't care. He's a better player than Isagi where it matters.

It doesn't change the fact that they're different. It becomes obvious when he watches Isagi watch you - as he's seated in a chair across the room with his arms crossed. It's unmistakable that Isagi is directing most of his attention you, wearing a friendly smile to help ease your nerves.

But he's looking at Rin, too. Rin notices. He couldn't not notice even if he tried.

Isagi sits on the edge of the bed and waits for you to get undressed to your comfort. You take off your shorts first, then your top - and the set you're wearing is matching. Isagi whistles. Rin grits his jaw. This is stupid.

"Woah," Isagi says, breathless - all the air knocked out of his lungs "Look at you,"

There's a shock of pride that threads through him that Rin doesn't dare express. He does watch on as you flush, his eyes fixed on your expression. You seem shy, almost, at the attention. Isagi notices too, then smiles at you. It's warm and friendly, and Rin doesn't know why it's fucking with him the way it is.

"I mean it," Isagi affirms, reaching out for your hand. He kisses your knuckles, a warbly smile on his face that has you blinking at him slowly "You're really pretty,"

"Oh uhm," You glance at Rin, then back to Isagi "Thank you, Isagi."

"Yoichi," He corrects and your eyes go wide.

"Oh. Thats,"

"You can't?" Isagi offers. It catches you off guard. He's teasing you. Rin does it too, sometimes. When he can't swallow his affection for you, Rin will tease you. Just sometimes, when he can manage.

"It's," You flush like you don't know what to say "Sorry, I'm just embarrassed."

"That's okay," Isagi says, and he means it because he has no intention to be anything but nice to you "Just focus on me."

You look worried, ashamed. You glance at Rin and his expression is the same. Unreadable. You almost seem disappointed and something about that is stifling.

"Okay,"

It's unusual. You're not meek, ever. You pick fights with Rin just fine. You're always straight about your advances and your feelings. There's gaps to fill and you do so without any effort. With Isagi you're flush and nervous. Isagi anchors you, his hand coming around the back of your thigh. He squeezes the skin of your body gently, his hands traveling up. At your hip, putting his thumb in the waistband of your panties.

You squirm, and he brings you a little closer to him. You end up straddling one of his thighs. Rin doesn't know where to look. He feels like a voyeur of a relationship that doesn't exist. He doesn't know if he should feel angry or not.

No. He knows that he should, and he does - but not for the right reasons. Not even close to the right reasons.

He doesn't know how to manage the distinct feeling of lust inside of his stomach, burning through his body so rapidly it blindsides him. A knot in his stomach like he'll be sick. Isagi often talks to Rin like he knows something he doesn't and it never fails to anger Rin.

But right now, his eyes are so stuck on what's happening in front of him he can't breathe. Insecurity and shame and anger and sheer unadulterated desire coil themselves on his insides like vines. He doesn't have the courage to move, stuck in his chair. Isagi is tender. He touches you with a kind of affection Rin can't imagine expressing that easily.

And you keen. You hiccup and let Isagi touch you in whatever way he wants. It's permissive. Isagi kisses you and encourages you to kiss him back and Rin stares. He stares so long and so hard he doesn't know what to do.

For some unknown reason, Rin feels hot. He feels like his skin is burning up. It's almost nauseating to know it's something he can feel. You let Isagi sit you on his hard cock, obvious bulge in the loose pants he where. His eyes trickle down to where your bodies meet.

"So pretty," Isagi says, enthusiastic "Feels like my lucky day."

You whimper, almost and Isagi laughs. He whispers something into your ear that Rin only catches after. It travels in the air and falls in his lap.

"Lets let him see," He suggests. Your eyes widen but even in your hesitance, you trust Isagi. So, Isagi turns you around. You face Rin, suddenly - and everything is too much. He can stop this at any time. He knows that because you spent twenty minutes fussing. It's too much to know that. To know any of ths.

He doesn't move. Isagi looks at him, very seriously and says one thing.

"Don't move. Pay attention,"

To which can only really respond with "Fuck you."

But he can hear it too. It's effecting him. He hates how much, hates feeling it stir deep down in a place he'd never reach alone. If it were anyone else, Rin would be seeing red. He'd kill them for even suggesting it.

But it's Isagi, who glances at Rin with neither disdain or pride. It's not outright bullying. It's not the sort of egoism Rin is used too. It distinctly Isagi in nature. It reminds him a lot of Sae, in a way that's too twisted for him to examine.

His breath hitches, and Isagi hums. He cups your tits in his hands and squeezes them together, nose nudging your shoulder. Rin watches him grope you. You squirm in his lap while it happens and close your eyes - moan pretty and soft.

"Did you do what I asked you too?" Isagi offers. Your eyes flutter open. You look at Rin then look away.

"...Yeah. Was kinda embarassing," You say. Isagi laughs.

"Thank you for preparing yourself," He offers, so painfully sincere that you look giddy and Rin doesn't know what to do thinking about it. You touched yourself in the shower, waiting for this "I want to take my time with you but if I draw it out too long, well,"

He stares at Rin, this time. Smirks. Rin doesn't know what the fuck to do with himself. He doesn't know why he agreed to it. He's almost blinded with jealousy and anger, despite himself. He's forced to reconcile with how much he loves you in the worst way. He's forced to acknowledge that it's only Isagi that could ever get this far. Rin doesn't even want to think about that part of it.

"Don't think it would go well, is all," Isagi says, sounding so fucking smug. Rin seethes.

He watches, in spite of it.

Isagi is careful as he takes your panties off your legs. You let him. You're wet. It's all Rin can think of. It's so visible, cunt dripping with arousal and preening with need. Isagi gets an eyeful and looks stunned, his arm curled around your waist with a hand traveling between your legs. He toys with your clit, rubs your pussy with skillful hands.

You moan and Isagi grins all to himself.

"I feel lucky I get to do this once in my life," He admits. You laugh, so bubbly and so bright. Isagi makes you comfortable.

"You're so lame." You offer, affectionate. Rin grips the handle of his chair. It aches. Every one of his nerves his on fire. He wonders if this is some shitty nightmare his heads come up with to torment him.

Isagi grins up a little, turning your chin to kiss you.

"I'm happy, that's all. You're really cute. I like it,"

"Stop complimenting me," You whine, and it's true.

"Why?" Isagi asks. He lifts you enough to pull his cock out and it takes more will not to look than Rin would ever hope. "He doesn't compliment you? You've been dating for a while, yknow?"

Being addressed after having been ignored gives Rin whiplash. He opens his mouth to say something, but it falls closed as Rin looks at you. Despite the situation, you look like you love Rin and you mean it. It chokes him up. It drives him up a wall to know that.

And it dawns on him for the first time in his life, it's him who needs you and not the other way around.

"He's not the verbal type," You say. It's not a complaint. You're not even angry or upset. It's warm, affectionate "So I'm not used to it,"

"Wow," Isagi says, pushing the tip of his cock through your folds - slick. You moan, loud and shameless as it nudges your clit "You're so sweet."

"Yoichi," And something in Rin shatters. If it's shame or control, he has no idea - but it's psychological and tender. A nerve struck, bleeding and raw and sensitive to the touch.

And Isagi knows. He might've known the whole time. Rin is furious, seeing white. Worse, he's so fucking worked up it's driving him crazy - a feeling he can usually only access completely alone or with you but never any time else. He feels like he's being swept under a massive tide, sea water pulling him. Saltwater in his lungs, drying his skin.

Isagi, much like how he plays, has orchestrated that from the very beginning. Rin realizes too late that he never changes. This series of events is intentional and well-timed. Isagi brings out sides in people no one else ever sees. It's his ego to do so.

Rin feels his cock twitch against his legs.

He's never deluded himself. You're close with a lot his teammates. It's how you met. Isagi is no exception. It's natural to see this, almost. Isagi lets out a quiet grunt as he ease his cock into you so slowly. You gasp like you've been hit, then it tapers off into a broken moan. Isagi shudders, his whole body going taut. Isagi spouts off a long line of curses and praise and you tremble relentlessly as he eases his way inside.

"Oh, Yoichi."

"Feel okay?" Isagi asks, thoughtfully. You nod and Rin stares at the hand Isagi has on your waist "Good girl."

You whimper, shamefully, at the pet name. Isagi starts to move, and room fills with a wet sound. You moan and moan and moan, and Isagi praises you just for existing. He expresses himself concisely and you twitch, clench at nothing when he pulls out and pushes back in on repetition. Rin watches. He doesn't feel like he can do anything but watch on.

Isagi notices, half-way. Before you're too fucked out, he calls for you and you respond pliantly.

"Tell him to touch himself," Isagi suggests. Your eyes widen. Rin feels like a deer caught in headlights "He'll get mad if I do it." He says, observationally. Rin seethes.

"Rin," Your voice is sweet. Beyond gentle and warm and so loving despite it all "It's okay if you want to enjoy yourself," You offer, like you know. Rin swallows something, the growing itch. It burns. He feels feverish with it.

It buries him. Touching himself is humiliating in this instance. He's watching the only person he's ever loved in his life get fucked so adoringly by someone else. By Isagi, who has taken much more from him than this.

The catharsis is horrifying. It's nauseating but Rin doesn't stop it. He doesn't want to stop you.

You get taken apart slowly. Blissful and needy, Isagi is responsive to you. It's clear you feel good. Rin has a hand at the base of his shaft stroking upwards. He's so worked up.

And it's not just you feeling pleasure, but everything. Every element of this is driving Rin to his breaking point.

"Tell him how good it feels," Isagi suggests almost innocently. You're too fucked out to process it.

"Feels so good, Rin. Feels so nice,"

"Yeah? I bet it does," Isagi says with a huff, not ceasing to thrust up into your cunt with an almost malicious force and deceptively sweet words "You take it so well,"

"Really?"

Rin has to stop himself from cumming when you seek Isagi's approval.

"Really. Take it so nice. You feel s-so incredible. It'd be a shame to only feel it once, don't you think? You should ask your boyfriend if I can have you some other times too. When I win, maybe."

You whine and thrash. You're going to cum soon, and Isagi encourages you. Goads you even further. Calls Rin your boyfriend and doesn't even bother acknowledging him.

"Yoichi," You say, shaking and gasping and holding on for dear life. His cock twitches "I-I'm gonna, it's,"

"Wanna feel you cum for me. Shh, it's okay," Isagi reassures.

He can't do anything but watch. Stare at your silhouette as Isagi fucks you through an intense orgasm that has you almost going limp. Isagi shallows his thrusts and praises you so relentlessly and Rin feels his cock twitch in his hand. Feels something spill into his fingers, hto and white, as horror dawns on him a minute too late.

Isagi stills. He hasn't finished. He kisses your shoulder and looks at Rin across the way. Without asking him, Isagi directs his words to you.

"Think you can give me one more?"

Isagi knows what you'll do. Predictably, you ask Rin. With big, watery eyes and pure need.

"Can I?"

Isagi grins wildly. Rin's answer comes out as a hoarse whisper.

"Yeah. You can."

#writing tag #bllk x reader #isagi smut #itoshi rin smut #bluelock smut #isagi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #this is insane. im so sorry. i dont know how this happaened #wow. what happened to me

[erenscoochdestroyerfics]

Eren x Armin x Reader Friday Night Strip Poker (1)

words: 3.1k

concept: your good friends Eren and Armin are tight as thieves, and one night as you play strip poker, some tension arises and is resolved with another type of group activity...

contains: oral (f/m receiving), slightly sub!armin, slightly dom!eren, slightly domineering reader, threesome (MMF), cucking

y/n uses she/her pronouns and has female anatomy!

artwork does not belong to me, so creds to the artists!

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"You know, you look really nice in that new shirt." Eren smirks.

You are taken aback by Eren's forwardness. You, him, Armin, and Mikasa had shopped in Shiganshina Center yesterday, and you had gotten the shirt from a little boutique. It was a little black ribbed top with grey stitching. I might just have to fuck you right here, Mikasa had said when you stepped out of the dressing room, eliciting hearty laughs from Eren and Armin, and a flustered chuckle from you. There was always a little bit of homoeroticism between you and Mikasa, which is something you decided to put on the back burner when you noticed it a couple weeks before. Besides, she was in a relationship.

It was Friday, and tonight, it was date night for Mikasa and Annie, leaving you, Eren, and Armin to hang out at Eren's apartment in downtown Shiganshina. It was a perfect summer evening; the smell of food floated through Eren's open window from the restaurant below, and the bustle of the street below was faintly audible.

You guys decided to have a game night with some karaoke, and were currently playing Eren's favorite card game, Egyptian Rat-screw, which with these two stubborn boys, gets violent.

A queen of hearts was dealt, then a three of spades, then another queen.

"SANDWICH!" You all yell in unison, slamming your cards down onto the pile. Of course, Eren's card landed first. His fast reflexes were hard to compete with for you and Armin.

"Damn you, Eren!" you yell, and the three of you fall into a heap of laughter.

"More drinks?" Eren offers.

"Such a good host." You tease.

You and Armin sit cross legged watching Eren as he pads across the floor and into the kitchen to pour three glasses of piña colada mixer and add a generous amount of liquor to each.

"Thank you," Armin smiles sweetly as Eren hands him the drink. "My god Eren, bleh." Armin crinkles his nose as he tastes Eren's concoction.

You and Eren laugh softly.

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Twenty minutes later, the three of you are tipsy messes, with flushed cheeks and easily elicited laughs. There is a warmth in your stomach that usually comes with drinking, which always results in you being a little too flirtatious for your own good. And you had an idea.

"You know what we should play?" You giggle.

"What?" Eren and Armin perk up.

"Strip poker!" You announce, giving jazz hands to accompany your grand idea.

Armin crinkles his nose. "I don't know if thats a good-"

"YES," Eren interrupts, "now THAT sounds like fun!"

"Eren," Armin quickly glances to you before looking back to him, "are you sure this is a good idea-"

"PLEASE pleasepleasepleasepleas-" you playfully beg.

"Yeah, c'mon Arm', it'll be fun." Eren reasons.

"Okay, okay," Armin raises his hands in defeat. "Every time you lose a hand, something comes off, deal?"

"Deal!" You and Eren agree in unison.

You lose the first hand. And the next. Armin loses three in a row, taking off his socks and shirt. Eren loses four, stripping to only his boxers.

The thing is that it was summer, and you had worn sandals to the hangout. You didn't have two buffer losses to be used on your socks, so you were in your bra and underwear. You wish you had worn cuter underwear, but your bralette made your tits look amazing, which you reasoned made up for it.

What you don't notice at that moment is Eren and Armin's frantic exchanged glances, as Armin wiggled around trying to prevent his cock from hardening. He was lucky he still had his pants on, or it would be clear as day.

It could have been the way you were cutely sitting with your legs folded under you and your hands in your lap, accentuating your figure. Or, it could be related to the fact that Armin had harbored a crush on you for years, starting in high school and lasting through college.

All that mattered at that moment, though, was the curve of your supple thighs that Armin and Eren could practically taste, and the upward inflection of your voice when you laughed, which they both had only dreamed of hearing in a less platonic context.

Armin jumped when he looked up from his rearranging of his pants to see you staring right at him.

"Shit, you startled me," his voice grew small.

Your eyes flitted up and down his figure before a huge smile of realization creeped its way onto your face; he was getting hard!

"Armin..." you cooed, voice low and sensual; "are you..." your eyes locked onto his bulge.

"Ummmmm, uh," He stammered. "I'm... I'm sorry." He looked down.

"Don't be," You felt a familiar tingle between your legs. Whether it was flattery or plain old arousal you didn't know, but this intrigued you. More than that- you liked that he was getting hard just by seeing you in your underwear. You wanted him to be all flustered and sensitive by just looking at you; It excited you. Your next thought came bubbling up out of your subconscious like an instinct, and you immediately knew what you had to do next.

You scooted closer to him. "Armin, can I...can I see it?"

How could he resist such a polite request from such a pretty girl?

"What? Um, uh," Armin's face was beet red, and the blush was creeping down his chest. "Uh, like, d'you mean, it it?"

"Your dick." You said plainly, smiling with anticipation.

Eren looked on in entertained awe, not just at the situation, but your sudden boldness. "C'mon Armin, let's see it."

"Uhm," Armin smiled nervously. "Okay, I- I guess," He slipped his pants over his hips and his cock sprang upwards, pulling the fabric of his underwear taut. You smiled wider. He pulled them all the way off and discarded them to the side.

All of that just from seeing you? Your heart swelled with pride. You needed more.

"Can I come closer?" You earnestly awaited a response.

"Uh-" Armin glanced at Eren, before hesitantly nodding. "Mhm".

You crawled the remainder of the distance to him, keeping your eyes locked on his. Once you were in front of him, you folded your legs underneath you and looked at the bulge beneath his underwear. Not many details were visible under the fabric, but one thing was clear: he was big.

"Such a pretty cock," You muttered under your breath.

"Oh fuck," he exhaled; his dick twitching in response to your compliment.

So that's what he was in to. In hindsight, it made total sense.

You laughed sweetly. "So you're into praise, hm?"

Armin was taken aback at how quickly you figured him out, and his blush grew even deeper. "Oh, uh, I mean, I don't really kn-"

"Kiss." Eren interrupted. His voice was commanding and low- this was a side of him you hadn't seen before, but you didn't dislike it.

"Just shut up and kiss already." He cleared his throat.

Although Eren was sat about three feet away from you and Armin, his voice sounded like it was right next to you, which sent a spark of electricity to your lower stomach.

You and Armin glanced at him with surprise initially, before seeing the expression on his face. His cock was semi-hard, and his eyes were dark with lust. You looked back to Armin, whose eyes were already on your face.

You cupped his left cheek and brought your lips forward, stopping just shy of his own before closing your eyes.

A moment later, you felt him tenderly kiss your bottom lip. You reciprocated, beginning to kiss him softly. You climbed onto the edge of his lap, straddling his lower thighs, and wrapped your arms around his neck. A moment later, you felt his tongue; he was hesitant at first, but grew more confident each second that passes.

You groaned lightly.

Kissing Armin felt so fucking good; so much better than you ever would have expected. It's not like he was unattractive by any means whatsoever; in fact, he was an objectively beautiful person. You had thought about him in passing for as long as you could remember; sometimes imagining him late at night when you were alone in your room. You imagined kissing him; feeling him below you; kissing his neck; getting him hard; and making him come. But you could never let it become a full blown crush, because he was your friend. Attraction between friends is normal, you had told yourself. You just need to keep it under control. However well you managed it, you had always felt a twinge of jealously whenever he would hook up with other girls in college.

Now, you were kissing him. In real life. And it was so damn good. He kissed you like his life depended in it; like you were his one true love, and he had waited a century to taste your lips. He kissed you like you were the most precious thing in the world, and it was making you dizzy.

A minute or two later, you were sat further up his thighs than before, your hands were in his hair, and your tongue was in his mouth. His hands moved from your waist to your hips to your thighs as he played with the soft flesh.

You two hear Eren groan, unable to stop himself from audibly expressing his arousal at the sight before him.

"God, you guys, that is so. fucking. hot." Eren breathes.

Armin groans; partially in response to Eren's confession, and partially in response to the fact that you had scooted further up on his lap, to the point where the tip of his dick was pressed nicely onto your clit through the fabric your guys' underwear. You rolled your hips once, pulling another noise from each of you.

It was like that for a little bit; you and Armin swallowing each others little noises as he guided your hips in their steady rotation, while Eren sat to the side, watching slack-jawed as he palmed his dick through his boxers. The little ball of white hot pleasure in your core was starting to increase in intensity with the friction of his cock pressing against you so nicely.

"Wait, we gotta stop, I'm- ah- i'mgonnacuminmypants," Armin manages to say in one breath, the end of which tended towards a whine. He stills your hips with his hands. You stayed on his lap for a second, clinging to him while you caught your breath.

"I guess it's my turn." You hear Eren propose. Always the problem solver.

"C'mere," Eren guides you up off of Armin's lap by your forearms and leads you to his bed. You feel his mattress pressing the back of your legs, and he lays you down gently. "Come sit, Armin."

Armin comes to sit on the bed next to you as Eren climbs on top of you, with his right knee in between your thighs, pressing against you. The friction on your clit as he moves around to settle sends a jolt of electricity from your sternum to in between your legs and makes your vision fuzzy.

"Ah," you moan softly at the stimulation.

"Already?' Eren laughs devilishly. "Armin, you really got her all hot and bothered, huh."

"Uh huh," Armin responds, sounding a bit dazed from the highly aroused state that your make-out session left him in.

"Can I kiss you?" Eren speaks lowly right up against your ear. You can feel the rumble of his chest as he does, sending another dose of arousal to swim around in your lower stomach.

"Please" You lament.

From the moment your lips meet, one thing is clear. Eren Jaeger is a damn good kisser. As a kisser, he is slightly more energetic than Armin, but not at all rough. He takes his time with you, licking and swallowing you up as you come undone beneath him. He makes you go cross eyed and limp with his magic tongue, and you feel close to coming un-fucking-touched.

One of his arms moves from beside your head and cups your waist, squeezing and kneading the skin. His knee between your legs presses so nicely up against your soaking cunt that you could cry. Or die. Or both. All that you know is that you could not possibly feel better than you do in this exact moment.

It is a couple seconds later that you are proven wrong.

"Can I play with your tit?" Eren breathes.

"Mhm" Your saccharine sweet voice slides like velvet past the ears and straight to the cocks of Eren Jaeger and Armin Arlert, leaving Armin groaning next to you two as he watches intently.

With his free hand, Eren cups your tit, massaging it and swiping his finger over your hard nipple through the thin fabric of your bralette. The sensation has you squirming and writhing beneath him, as he dips down to kiss your neck. He kisses down your neck, to your chest. Then your navel, to your belly button, to your lower stomach, before stopping.

"Can I go down on you?" Eren almost whines, his voice heavy with arousal.

"Oh god yes, please." You feel like you will explode if you are not touched soon.

"Armin, kiss her and play with her tit, hm?" Eren positions himself right in front of your pussy, placing your thighs on his shoulders. He presses his nose to the wet spot on the fabric of your underwear and inhales, before groaning and releasing a string of curses under his breath. God, you smell so fucking good, he whispers before beginning to practically make out with your throbbing cunt through your underwear.

"Oh- my- god!" You moan loudly in response to Eren hungrily licking at you. You vaguely sense Armin lean over you to kiss you, more sloppily now than before, as one of his hands snakes underneath your bra to play with your nipple.

"Let's get these off, hm?" You hear Eren say. You lift your hips in response as he slides the lime green underwear down your legs.

Armin's relentless swiping of your nipple has you dripping, and his lips on yours are making a wet, sloppy kissing noise. Which sends electricity straight to Eren's dick.

Eren runs his hands up your calf and pushes your leg up and out, kissing the crook of your knee as he does so. He squeezes the flesh of your thigh for a second, slowly making his way higher, before settling into the same position he was in before, with your legs over his shoulders and his face sitting pretty between your thighs. Armin had stopped kissing you to begin licking at your right nipple, while continuing to palm the left, giving you a clear view of Eren as he gazed at your cunt, slack jawed and breathing heavy.

Me mumbled something under his breath that you couldn't quite make out, something involving pretty and god and so fucking wet. He rested his head onto your left thigh like a pillow, while reaching out with his free hand to brush his fingers along the length of your outer labia. There was stubble, since you hadn't shaved since a couple of days prior, which heightened your sensitivity to the dragging of his fingers.

You were a moaning mess at this point; Armin's relentless stimulation of your nipples and Eren's teasing right next to where you needed him most had you choking back sobs of desperation.

"Eren, please!" You whined. You needed him to touch you and you needed it now.

You heard him chuckle and were about to reiterate before feeling him lick up through your folds, starting below your entrance and landing on top of your clit.

"You're so fucking wet," he mumbled, before beginning to lick at your clit. And it felt so indescribably amazing. You felt like you were on top of the world. On top of the universe even; you felt so good and full of white hot pleasure that you would burst if you didn't start to give some of it back. So thats what you did.

With your left hand buried in Eren's hair, your right was free to give some release to the trembling blonde boy hovering over your chest who was groaning at this point. You snaked your hand in between your bodies and down his torso until you felt him, rock fucking hard, beneath your palm.

As your hand made contact with the head of his cock he gasped, shock reverberating through his whole body. This was such a strong reaction from the smallest of touches. Seeing hearing and feeling how badly he needed you had you visibly smiling.

You began to sloppily jerk him off, and he was a blubbering mess, completely unable to do anything other than fuck himself sloppily into your hand.

Eren seemed to take notice of the blonde's reaction, quickening his tongues pace. You felt the tip of his middle finger dip into you shallowly, teasing for a moment, before going deeper. Once his knuckles were flush with your hips, he began tapping the sensitive place on your upper walls. White hot pleasure flooded your veins. This was so much better than when you did it yourself- he could reach deeper than you could, and was hitting the spot so perfectly that you knew you wouldn't last for more than a minute like this.

Everything became too much- the color in the room increased in saturation, the cacophony of sound around you- from the two boys, Eren's AC, and the street outside- became a symphony. The heat in your core climbed and climbed until it reached its peak.

You cried out in ecstasy as you came, with Eren groaning into the space between your thighs in response the sweet sound of your moans, and Armin letting some whines out as well.

You felt Armin tense up and come as well from the increased stimulation from your shifting around.

Fat tears rolled down your cheeks and your legs and torso spasmed as you rode out the high- with the help of Eren, who never faltered. As the waves of pleasure began to grow less intense and further apart, Eren dipped his head up to look at your face. He looked so pretty like that, with messy hair and his mouth and nose covered in your release.

He laughed, surprised at your tear ridden cheeks. "So you're a crier huh? Or was it just that good?"

"I don't usually cry," you lament, out of breath.

Eren smiled to himself at your indirect compliment.

You turned your head to look at Armin, who had slumped down onto your shoulder.

"Was that good, Armin?" You lightly patted the top of his head.

"M-hm." He nodded lightly.

Eren sat back onto his calves, which revealed his still rock hard cock pulling the fabric of his boxers taut.

"We gotta do something about that, huh?" You quipped.

"We don't have to, its okay-" he began.

"I want to." You gazed at him through your eyelashes.

"She's right, Eren." Armin piped in. "Let us help you."

You and Armin shared a knowing glance, before sitting up.

"This is going to be a long night isn't it." Eren muttered darkly.

"Yes it is." You said as you climbed onto his lap, with Armin close behind you to watch.

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Note: Okay this was a little rushed towards the end, but it was getting way too long for one part, so I guess this is part one of the Eren x Armin x Reader Friday night fun one shot!!

Also the use of Arm as a nickname for Armin is so unserious but I thought it was hilarious.

Anywaysss hope u like!

#eren x reader #attack on titan #armin x reader #eren jaeger #eren jeager x reader #armin arlert #armin arlet x reader #eren x armin #eren x armin x reader #eren smut #armin smut

[skittersdrippygirlcock]

okay my worm e88 hot take is that its kind of good that they were portrayed as cool-looking, bc thats about all the nazis have and thats how a bunch of people get sucked in, and portraying them as the loser cucks that they *really* are just doesnt line up with how it happens most of the time i think. like hookwolfs power is objectively cool but he is a loser nazi nontheless

but why o why do people team up with the nazis… ever??

(feel free to yell at me, i accept that i can be wrong and misinformed lol, im growing up in rich white people ville so)

#worm #worm web serial #wormblr #parahumans

[gabessquishytum]

Dream found himself as findom for two men. He meets Corinthian, ceo of a big tech company, online before he even knew findom was a Thing. Hes just a natural tho and proceedes to humiliate Corinthian for being such a pathetic man for needing to buy the privilege of taking dream shopping in the first place. Dream hasnt even let Corinthian do more than place a hand on his lower back when theyre out and Corinthian wants to take dream to a luxury fucking beach resort even if dream decides to ignore him the entire time.

Dream meets hob gadling by accident. Hes also in the tech industry, not that dream cares or listens when hob is buying him the most expensive drinks at the bar theyre at. Dream knows what hes doing by now, and he thinks he would rather like to cuck the both of these men against each other.

Corinthian is furious when dream cancels an appointment with a jeweler with him to go to DINNER with his business rival HOB GADLING whos one of the cockiest assholes hes ever met and hes not even suave or cool about it like Corinthian hes loud and brash and obnoxious and he gets to take dream on an actual DATE???

dream plays them against each other relentlessly and industry conferences have never been more tense.... it all errupts when Corinthian finally gets the privilege of taking dream to a gala (whatever gown jewelry and shoes dream wants are provided ofc) and dream even allows him to kiss the back of his ringed hand like this is seriously the best night of the Corinthian’s life and he knows hob fucking gadling is going to be there and see who his plus one is which is even better... until near the end of the night dream has slipped from his side and Corinthian sees hob gadling helping dream into his stupid little sportscar. He shows up to hobs hotel room and dream answers in his little silk pajama set.

"Believe it or not Corinthian but i do need someone who can pleasure me sexually"

Thats how dream gets two very eager to please service tops and dream has them bid on whos allowed to eat his pretty cunt out<3

-🔪

Hnnnggg we'll stick with the findom theme tonight because I'm low-key obsessed. I love how you've flipped it make Dream the dom. I think he would be amazing tbh. Those cold blue eyes, that slightly sneering mouth. He was made to walk on pathetic men in his $10,000 dollar heels.

Poor Cori, showing up at that hotel room. He's so hard in his perfectly pressed trousers. And he's almost pathetically grateful when he's allowed into the room! Except for the fact that Hob is there, shirt sleeves rolled up, holding a glass of something expensive and alcoholic. Dream sits delicately in Hob’s lap while Cori just stands there, seething with rage and lust.

First they bid for a kiss. Dream sets up a time limit and sits back, sipping his drink while Hob and Cori spit bids at each other, higher and higher with little or no regard for the consequences. Cori wins - he doesn't even flinch as he writes a cheque for $80,000. Oh, its so worth it. Dream swishes over and melts into Cori's arms. The kiss is the most wonderful, delicious, intoxicating thing. Dream mewls into his mouth and submits when Cori licks at him, and it's just perfect. Until it's over. And Hob is still there, legs spread, smirking as Dream slips away from Cori's grasp.

"I hope you enjoyed it, because that's all you're getting." Hob says, and he slips his arm around Dream’s waist. Cori is outraged - he's never been allowed to touch Dream like that... without paying. "Or maybe he could pay to watch while i eat your cunt. What do you think, darling?"

Dream just smiles. "If he can afford it."

And Cori knows that he's being goaded, but fuck it feels so good. He knows he's going to cum his brains out tonight, whatever happens. Hob hasn't won the next bet yet, after all.

(Dream will reward both his lovely money-slaves, don't worry. Everything he does is for the sake of bringing pleasure to his sweet boys. He'll even let them buy him breakfast in the morning, if they keep being so good for him <3)

#🔪 anon #the sandman #dreamling #corintheus #hobrintheus #nsft #cw findom #cw financial domination

[yanderepuck]

Part TWO of what I think is 12 of the smut prompt wheel. We've got the man I hate the most. BUT BC OF THAT I THINK YOU GUYS DONT LIKE ASKING FOR HIM

I actually LOVE writing smut for Arthur even tho I think he's hella vanilla and relies on a strong dick game. Man is also a cuck. BUT THATS NONE OF WHAT THIS IS ALRIGHT. But yeah, send me some Arthur some time. I actually like writing smut of the poor meow meow

Here's yaoi hand man

Prompt: him using toys on you-

"Love, I said I needed some time alone."

"Hmm, well I want attention."

You rest your chin on top of his head as he sits at his desk. He's been working, no, trying to work on something. He's been stuck for a while and before that has barely taken a break.

If he won't take a break, then you might as well force him to.

"I'm serious," he leans forward to start writing again.

"And so am I," you grab his shoulders and pull him back.

Arthur groans. He's not finding your cute teasing laughter appealing right now.

"I just need a few more hours-"

"Fiiine," you sigh loudly and dramatically. You start dragging your feet to the door. "I'll see if anyone else cares that I'm not wearing underwear. Theo said something about-whoa!"

Suddenly your arm got pulled back and you're in Arthur's arms. Holding your arm to stay in place he grabbed your jaw to have you look up at him.

You give him a playful smirk. "Someone is interested," you tease.

"You're being a brat," he squishes your cheeks with his hand.

"Who? Me? I could- ohhh!"

The hair at the nape of your neck was tugged and you couldn't help but moan.

You press your body against him the best you can, practically humping him as you stand. "Maybe you should give your toys more attention," you purr and with your free hand, loop your finger around his belt loop, keeping him close to you.

What could you say, you're horny. You get a little rowdy when it gets this bad.

He lets your arm go and quickly pulls up your skirt. You were right, you aren't wearing any underwear.

"You're so naughty," he smirks and two fingers thrust into you with no warning. If it wasn't for his hold on your hair you might have fallen with the way your knees buckled.

"Maybe my toy does need attention," he has you walk backwards. Fingers staying knuckle deep until he pushes you on the bed

He quickly gets his clothes as you wrestle to get yours off. He's on top of you, kissing you roughly the moment he's finished.

As you move farther onto the bed, he crawls after you, never leaving your lips until his fingers thrust into you again. Once your lips part, his free hand wrapped around your neck, pushing you down onto the bed.

Your moans don't stop. He makes sure to get between your legs so that you can't close them as his fingers thrust into you harder.

Your body squirms, your hips buck up, your hands dig into the sheets under you. You start whining. It feels so good but it's not what you want.

"Ar-Arthur!" your legs try closing as his fingering gets rougher.

With all the force and strength he's using, he suddenly stops, staying knuckle deep. You look up at him, panting. You didn't get the cum but his fingers so wonders.

However.

You still feel bratty. You aren't satisfied just yet. Your whole face changes. You go from a panting messy submissive, to a cocky brat with a smirk.

"Is that all you got?"

Arthur frowns, clearly upset at the teasing. "You want to be a brat? I'll treat you like a brat."

He smirks as he sits on your lap. Leaning over he grabs his ascot on his night stands and grabs each of your arms to tie them, then tying them to the headboard.

Once he is done he gets off of you and starts going through his dresser. When you look over you can tell what drawer it is. The drawer with all the toys in it.

"I think I'm going to have to gag you for this one," he chuckles and walks over holding a vibrator you haven't seen before.

Just by looking, you swear it's bigger than him, at least thicker. By seeing your eyes go wide he can tell you're a little nervous.

"No worries, love. I'll make sure it fits."

You start squirming again as he gets back on the bed.

"No no! I'm sorry! I'll behave! I want you!"

"Brats don't get rewarded, silly," he chuckles, sounded light hearted. "But it is ribbed so you should enjoy that."

He gets your legs spread open once again and starts sliding the vibrator into you. You pull on the fabric around your hands and moan.

"Arthur!" The two fingers he used couldn't have prepped you for this, but that's partially why it felt so good.

Your hips lift off the bed again as he slides it in as far as it will go.

There's still a good amount of it sticking out and he gives it a few pushes, having it hit your cervix. Each time you let out a pitiful whine.

"Now don't get too used to this," he turns it on all the way.

"Ohhh!" Your body squirms more.

Arthur sits back and smirks, watching his brat be reduced to a moaning mess. "Breaking toys is so much fun."

He gets up and your legs immediately close, rubbing together, and lifting your hips off the bed.

"Can't have that," he tsks and grabs rope from the same drawer in his dresser. Making a semi loose knot around each of your ankles, then tying them to each to the posts at the foot of the bed.

"Ar-Arthur!" you keep squirming, but he's gotten insanely good at knots.

He leans over you, and presses the vibrator into you again, making sure it didn't push out any.

"Yes, love?"

He has that shit eating grin on his face.

"Ung-ohhh! Ahh ahh!" the vibrator being pushed again and again gets you seeing stars.

"That's what I thought," he pushes hair out of your face and stands back up, going back to his desk, not bothering to put his clothes back on.

"Maybe once I have this finished, you'll have learned your lesson."

~~

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[akunya]

57 with uki?

"speak up, bitch."

pairings: uki violeta / m!reader summary: you cant keep your hands to yourself. thats fine, uki's here to help. tw: asphyxiation, dubcon, dom!uki. petplay, collars, earplay (?). voice fetish. cucking, exhibitionism, degradation. notes: i meant to publish this before/on ukis birthday. really sorry about that.

uki smiled as he looked down at you, warm breath fanning against your ear. the air felt heavy around you two. your own breath hitched, suppressing a pitiful whine as uki squeezed your sides. he had forcefully positioned you on his lap, arms possessively snaked around your waist with a satisfied smile on his face. it was a mistake trying to touch yourself while he was away - but when did you ever listen?

besides, the possessive grip on your waist and thighs made it all so worth it. your breath hitched as he explored and touched wherever he pleased, his hands traveling upwards to tug on your thick collar. uki insisted that you wore it at all times, loving the slight blush on your cheeks whenever he'd call you a pretty boy for putting it on without complaints. usually, you were so good for him - but like all stupid little mutts, you only thought with your cock first rather than your brain.

"i cant even leave you alone for even an hour, can i?" uki laughed, your heart beating in your chest as he leaned in closely to your left ear. blowing softly, you jumped, the proximity making you feel awfully sensitive. he had more control over you than you had thought, dick throbbing just from his touch.

the worst part about it all, was that fulgur was right outside, patiently waiting for uki to come back and join him.

you had made up some lie about not feeling well, the archivist being kind enough to let you rest in his room for a bit. your boyfriend didn't buy it one bit.

in your defense, how could you stay calm when he managed to look so ethereal? it was embarrassing how something so simple like coming over to fulgur's house so you all could catch up together would make you so worked up. however, when uki had held you at the waist in front of his door and kissed your forehead before walking inside, you knew you were doomed.

now, you had no choice but to accept your punishment for being a needy thing. "slutty mutt. fuu-chan is waiting for me, yknow. you couldn't behave for a bit longer?" the man sighed, but he wasn't angry at all. if anything, he loved the way you were so addicted to him for pleasure. depend on him more, let him coddle you to the very end. he wasn't as mean as vox or fulgur. teasing you, however, was his own sick enjoyment. uki loved seeing you delve deeper, just as you were now, mindlessly humping his hand as he cupped your groin. you didnt even bother replying to his questions.

"you're so cute when you're needy like this." he chuckled, voice barely above a whisper in your right ear now. you suppressed a whine, eyes scrunched close as he rubbed your dick a bit harder now. "u-uki.." your voice was weak, legs spread on his lap as he touched. the psychic grinned now, sloppily kissing the shell of your right ear. "whats wrong, y/n? cat got your tongue? cmon, speak up. what do you want from me?" you cried a bit louder, uki shushing you as your zipper was pulled down by his own hands.

it felt humiliating doing this on your friends bed. you were defiling and taking advantage of fulgurs kindness - and yet, you couldn't find it in you to truly care. his touch was intoxicating, even if he was only palming you through the outside of your underwear now. still, your voice couldn't come out. uki frowned, his nails digging into the flesh of your thigh painfully hard, yelping in response as he huffed.

"i said, speak up, bitch. what do you want?" his voice was low. it was as if he was taking over all your senses, speaking so closely and engulfing you in his body to the point where you were smothered in his scent. "cum! i wanna cum, please sir!" the heavy leather of your collar was tugged, choking you as uki went back to playing with your cock. his stupid, sadistic lovesick puppy.

"im usually not this nice, y/n." uki sighed pitifully, your hands trying to pull his wrists away as he wrapped one hand around your throat, the other still palming and massaging your clothed cock. he never took you for such a painslut. and an exhibitionist somewhat at that - being played with on his friend's bed while he stood outside. it was filthy. he loved it. "you think you can cum like this then? without me directly touching your cock, hm?" your brain tried to register his words before he leaned in, speaking lowly into your ear again. "can you do that for me, baby?"

he kissed your ear again, the wet sound of his tongue licking your earlobe after making you gasp. "fuck, yes sir!" you could feel his smile, movements getting rougher until you came in your own underwear. you moaned, your usual thick load soaking the fabric, wet and lewd. how were you going to face fulgur after this? uki let you come down from your high, praising you and not bothering to move until you were ready.

"uki? y/n? are you two okay?" as if on cue, fulgur knocked on the door. it had been a bit over a half hour now. time flew by more quickly than you had thought, panic settling in your bones. uki giggled, hands still resting on your thighs. "what do you think, y/n? does he know what a desperate little cocksleeve you are?"

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[mages-ballad]

anyways its been on my mind and yeah im just gonna spit out my thoughts here due to the vague ffxiv connection

i think its dumb as fuck that a literal harmless pop song parody about attractive fictional women, thats over 2 years old by this point, generated so much actual hate that people felt the need to?? send death threats and doxx?

like maybe its just me, and i know Cringe Culture has always been an issue online, but im getting reaaally tired of this ironyposting shit. like theres no arguement its bullying at best and literal harassment at worst. jo didnt do anything wrong but people are so caught up in "BUT ITS CRINGE" that it gets to the extreme of people actually wanting him gone or dead like its fucking crazy. you have literal predators that deserve to be run off the internet and deplatformed but no lets all harass the guy who made a slightly corny animation i guess? hes a good guy and makes genuinely good guide videos but i guess people dont care about that if it means finding something to point and laugh at in a qrt.

all the shit he got is unjustified and rooted in cringe culture and toxic masculinity/homophobia. its 2007-tier type "joking" of unironically using gay as an insult again and associating it with "beta male soy cuck" shit.

and yeah i dont think its a coincidence that this uptick in cringe culture is heavily targeting lgbtqa+ people and very vocal allies like him.

idk call me terminally online too but you know im right

#text #this is abt jocat yes

[toxicanonymity]

OK THAT PERSON WHO WAS TALKING ABOUT THE WEDDING DRESS AND THE CROWS GOT ME THINKING

im watching the phantom of the opera right now and it kinda got me making some connections

especially with the wedding dress

maybe thats why lincoln is my fav joelkemon, cause he's kinda similar to the phantom of the opera...

loving all ur work!!

Thank you 🖤 also @babeincolor said the same thing.

Left in Lincoln

Now you have me watching Phantom of the Opera. I see what you mean and I love that 😫. Also I was lmao at the final performance in Phantom of the Opera because (Phantom spoilers only):

God, what an epic cuck. Make him watch from a BOX SEAT in his own opera house!!!! #LOVE2CUCK HALL OF FAME right there.

#lincoln!ask #ask #love2cuck

[sissybabycucksophia]

🥵🥵The Holiday Part 2🥵🥵

(This story is complete fiction and although i may desperately wish it isn’t, there is no fact or real world experience behind this story)

Freedom? The right to self determination and control? Yes thats right those things I’d given up too a random stranger on a plane and was now losing any hope of ever getting back. Sat there I mentally took stalk of my situation as I bubbled and cried in the taxi, So I’ve filled 2 diapers with Cum, Piss and this horrible squelching and oozy diarrhoea, the 4 diapers I’m wearing are locked on by plastic waterproof pants which are cutting into my waste thanks to a padlock for which i have no key, Then there was the short legged and puffy shouldered pink playsuit which was now horribly damp from sweat which i again had no idea how to escape from due to once again being padlocked into it, on my hands I have mittens which are also padlocked on… will i ever get them off, but somehow it gets worse because now i’m sat sweating like an Olympian as my body is zipped into a princess dress sleeping bag, over all that i’m sat here in a mid shin length maxi puffer jacket thats zipped right up to my neck! Thats to say nothing for the shoulder length extensions making my hair look more feminine, the pink makeup plastered on my face that weathered my tears, the paci gag strapped and padlocked in place, the noise cancelling headphones slowly destroying my brain by blasting baby shark into my ears every second song and finally the Princess sleep mask thats now saturated with tears covering my eyes!! Still have my freedom !! Now thats a funny joke!!.

My only real hint the taxi was in motion was the vibrations i could feel through the wheelchair so when they stopped I wrongly assumed we had arrived at Sissy Natalies house. However as i felt the sleepmask being raised I saw the taxi driver for the first time, my heart racing as they reached to either side of my head and lowered the headphones i also could hear their gruff Arab accent as the large arab man spoke to me. “Look out the window sissy” was all the man said, turning my head i saw my suitcase outside the taxi and we appeared to be in the middle of nowhere. Still gagged by the pacifier i tried to ask what was going on when the taxi driver stepped out of the taxi past me with a petrol canister and a lighter. NO he wouldn’t!! Would he!? Suddenly he began drowning my suitcase with the petrol, screaming through the paci gag for him not to do it he lit up the lighter and chucked it onto the petrol soaked case. GONE! Well and truly gone! My last drops of masculinity or escape to masculinity were incinerated and like the helpless baby i am, i could do nothing but cry. Watching the large arab man climb back into the taxi he then stood in front of me, his legs at either side of mine, his thighs pressing against my mittened and tied down hands he spoke and said “the dude who wheeled you up to my taxi gave me an extra 400 dollars to torture you more on this taxi ride. This isn’t personal its just business, 100 dollars to destroy your suitcase but leave your hand luggage and 100 for every time ive to shoot a load of my cum onto your pathetic outfit while insulting you for being a faggot, gayboy, cuck and inferior human!.” He said unzipping his pants and lowering them to reveal a huge cock right in my eye line. A wave if pure fear came over me as his moster cock hung there erect in-front of my face and in a moment of genuine fear and distress i tried to scream for help as loud as i could while violently shaking my head and looking around hoping someone would come to my aid i was totally helpless and alone. With one hand the man began to stroke his massive cock while lowering my night mask with the other.

After that he completely unzipped and opened my jacket up to expose my lower layers and began to degrade and abuse me as he stroked his cock, all i could hear was insult after insult as he pumped his cock rapidly. “Imagine calling yourself a man when you volunteered to sit in your own shit and dress like that!! Your so pathetic i’m not even allowed to face fuck you cause your a failure as a man and too weak as a woman!!! Bet your little cucky clitty is rock hard right now from fear and embarrassment you weak little gimp!!! Oh uh uh uh im gonna shoot all over your gay little clothes!!! Uh uh uh yehhhhhhhhh!!!!” Is the only warning i had as I suddenly felt his warm, sticky, gooey load hit my chin, neck and chest. I instantly i gagged hard, pissing myself again i could feel the disgusting sticky mess drip down my chin, neck and settle on the chest of my playsuit just above where the sleepbag dress began. Next all i felt was his massive cock rubbing the palm of my right mitten and felt the cum soak through, after cleaning his cock on my mitten he would start again. Continuing with the insults i was disgusted and so unbelievably humiliated…. Before i even had time to wrestle against the restraining belts to free my hands he shot a second load as big as the first, once again arab bull cum hit my chest, stomach and crotch and this time he’d soak my left mitten with cum as he clean off his penis on it.

At this point my diaper was just as full of weak white sissy precum from my rock hard and desperate to be jerked off piss and shit covered sissy clitty. Finally the man said “I’ve got cover you head too toe in my Bull cuk the dude said to me. But i can see your struggling weak white cuck so while i shoot cum on your crotch again and legs i’ll put your baby music back on so you dont hear me abusing you ok? Would you prefer that?”. Defeated I obviously couldn’t convince him not too so with a sniffle, more tears and a nod of my head he recovered my ears and blasted baby shark and began his final masturbation over me. What the hell was daddy going to think, aw what did it matter! The only clue i had that the taxi driver had shot his load on my crotch again, thighs, shins and feet was him removing my sleep mask and to my horror wiping all his remaining cum on my mask to clean his cock. Returning it to my face he zipped my jacket back up to smoosh all his cum around under it between the jacket and my other layers and i whaled and sobbed horrendously, in fact so badly that i was oblivious to the the shit still squelching around my diapers.

We then continued the journey as i began to doze off and nap. I was so tired, so done in i had grown used to the cum on my chin and neck and the cum soak mask and mittens against my skin. After a decent nap and dreaming of normalcy i was rudely awoken by the taxi jerking to a halt, having been dreaming of freedom when i awoke blindfolded, unable to speak, wheels on the bus blasting in my ears and unable to raise my arms i panicked and tried to scream help and violently pulled against the belts. After a few moments i felt the wheelchair roll backwards down an incline and vibration bounce up the chairs frame making it very uncomfortable, clearly we i was rolling across some kind of Car park tarmac. After a moment i felt the rush of freezing cold air con hit my face (the only exposed skin on my body) and what a relief that was, i was sweating horrifically and now that i had dried Arab bull cum all down my body from chin too toe the mix of unpleasant smells i was putting out were unbelievable. Still oblivious to my surroundings i felt the heat of outside hit me once more as the chair was once again rolled along bumpy tarmac. After 10 minutes of impossible to keep track of movements of the wheelchair i felt the back of that hair butt up against something, then to my surprise the blindfold raised and down came my headphones. There i was in a dindgy, dark, grimy and outdated looking motel room, looking round the wheelchair was butted up against the end of the bed and directly in front of me on the wall was a large plasma screen tv. “The person that booked my taxi for you said to bring you here to drop of your stuff first but since you know how that went, looks like it was just this hand luggage you have to drop off. But since we got time to burn we’ll stay here for a little bit, don’t wanna drop you off too early” the Arab taxi driver said from out of my view range.

Suddenly the Tv in front of me lit up, how pathetic was it all i could think was ‘please put on sofia the first please’ as suddenly the pornhub logo appeared on screen. Clearly the taxi driver planned to watch porn and I nervously watched as he typed in “girl bound and fucked by arab alpha dom”. Clicking the first video i was at first disgusted but quickly found himself turned on thinking how good it would be to be the arab alpha dom! Fucking that blonde white bimbo who was trapped in an armbinder, latex mask and harness gag. Getting quite carried away i forgot the taxi driver was there, moaning through the paci i tugged hard against the belts to get my mitten hands to my very very stiff clitty (not sure why i was tho, it was still completely numb and buried beneath far to many layers to satisfy myself but yet I aggressively tried),getting so swept up in the porn I forgot about my disgusting and full Squishy diaper and began thrusting my pelvis back and forth on the wheel chair. Suddenly all i heard was hysterical laughter, stopping myself i looked round to see the Arab man’s massive cock once again as he walked round next to me completely naked, “did you learn nothing from me cumming on you earlier! YOUR NOT A MAN OR AN ADULT you dont get to be turned on by hetro porn you gay diaper using freak! That porn wasn’t for you! So now i think I’m going to have to each you a lesson”.

With that the cab driver would spend the next hour! Masturbating and shooting loads all over me in, what seemed like a trip so far filled with most demoralising moments of my life, the most masculinity destroying, demoralising, demeaning and shame inducing hour of my life. First he shot 4 loads all over my face, then proceeded to open up my jacket again and shot 10 loads up and down my body from head too toe, next he grabbed a half measuring jug and filled it with his cum before pouring half of the full jug in through the very small gap where my mittens were cinched round my wrists. The feeling was horrible, warm, gooey and his cum now coated my hands as i cringed and tried my best not to heave thinking about how much cum was now all over my face. What was i to do, the entire time I violently with all my strength trying to pull my arms free but now i could do nothing but cry and whale and pathetically beg him to stop through my paci gag. Next he filled the jug again with his cum but this time, ever drop was poured down the neck of my Playsuit onto my bare body, feeling his warm gooey loads run down my chest, behind my fake foam breasts and down my belly I actually let out a babyish scream as I hung my head tears gushying from my eyes. Finally came the taxi drivers most horrifying, horrible, but still because Im a pathetic cuckolded freak, and humiliation hard clitty inducing acts. Standing before me the taxi driver said, “im kinda sad those 4 diapers held out, was hoping i’d see a grown man dressed as a sissy baby faggot with a soaking wet crotch on his clothes…… oh well” and at that the taxi driver aimed his huge penis and began to piss all over the crotch of the sleeping bag dress. My face dropped and for a moment i was frozen in sheer shock, my penis was straining unbearably hard as i desired to jerk off and my movement and fighting for freedom stopped. Looking down at my crotch i watched the golden stream create a dinner plate sized piss stain and as he stopped i watched the golden puddle in my lap disappear as it soaked through to the playsuit and i felt the warm piss press against my thighs.

Laughing maniacally at me the large arab man then zipped my jacket back up, recovered my ears with the headphones blasting baby shark AGAIN and lowered the cum soaked night mask. Deprived of sensation again i began crying again, whaling, snot running out my nose and tugging at my arms, i even began violently thrashing my legs as i felt the cum in my mitten cooling and becoming sticky against my hands and the icky feeling of cum on my chest cooling to become sticky. However in my state of what one might call a little cucky tantrum i moved and thrash around so much the wheelchair would tip over, smacking my head of the bed frame and then the ground i would be knocked unconscious with my last conscious thought being ‘is it only white dudes who can’t produce a Years worth of cum in a day wtf’.

When i awoke i once again was instantly startled by my situation and tried to free my hands to uncover my eyes but all i could feel was the gooey arab bull cum…. Everywhere. Then my drenched crotch became obvious to me. It was bad enough having a diaper full of my own piss and cum but to be covered in the arab mans cum just insighted more tears. Eventually i once again felt the feeling of being pulled backward down an incline, hoping i was being wheeled out of the taxi i felt the constant and painful vibrations like the chair was being wheeled over a chipped driveway. Eventually the chair came to a stop and my headphones were lowered and eyemask raised, the mask constantly smooshing his cum into my skin my eyes were full with tears as the arab man looked me in the eye and said “i’ve left my phone number in your motel room faggot. If you ever wanna be a sexual abdl, you know…. Diapers and sucking daddy off instead of being my cum target or human toilet…. Then phone me and submit ok?! Now your in the hands of whoever tf lives here.” As he stepped back and turned to knock the front door of the house he’d wheeled me up too. With that an older gentleman, say perhaps mid too late 50’s dressed in a black Ralph Loren polo, black slim cut trousers and a pair of black leather loafers. On his wrist I noticed a very large an expensive looking Rolex, also i noticed his Perfectly silver hair was perfectly done in a pompadour hairstyle. “Delivery of the… per…. The baby that Ben ordered a taxi for. Its been paid so i’ll leave it with you” the taxi driver said as i heard the car doors shutting and the engine starting.

Looking at the man my eyes watered as i was on the edge if tears, “Sissy baby jade I presume?” He said in a deep and commanding voice, to which i hung my head and nodded slightly. “Ah yes, Natalie has told me all about you! Well I’m afraid I’m still in the process of doing business with Natalie so you’ll have to wait till I’m done to eh… *sniffs the air around me* em…. Well to get a diaper change” he said authoritatively as he proceeded to wheel me in the front door. As my eyes adjusted the the light difference, i heard the door close and there i was in an open plan living room, kitchen and dining room. Looking over at the dining room table there stood… Sissy Natalie! He was stood next to the dining table, a large Ring gag in his mouth, a pink armbinder cinching his arms tight together behind his back, wearing a grey knee length maid dress with a white apron, around his ankles were cuffs linked by a 50cm chain and on his feet were grey dolly flats, his makeup was done exactly like it always was on his tumblr and his wig was styled into two low pigtails and around his neck was a chunky pink collar. Trying to speak when i saw Natalie i felt the man slap the back of my head hard, “No Cuck! Your going to sit there in your own cum piss and shit and watch quietly while I use the man who you’ve submitted too as a fuck toy! Let that sink in, your more pathetic than a man dressed like that!” He said walking by and grabbing Natalie’s upper arm.

With that the man would proceed to bend a very willing and perhaps even excitedly looking Natalie over the table. Raising the back of his maid outfit the Man lowered his pants and out spring his 12 inch rock hard cock. For the next 20 minutes i watched as Natalie’s ass was pounded hard and fast by the man and almost vomited as i watched the man stuff his penis in through the ring gag and throat fuck Natalie. Eventually the man would bridal carry Natalie up stairs, i sat there still just at the front door until another 20 minutes later the man came down stairs, gathered his things, yelled a sweet goodbye up too Natalie. After he was gone i waited what seemed like a good hour before suddenly hearing Natalie coming downstairs however now he was dressed more gender appropriately, skinny jeans, trainers and a boss tshirt, short spikey hair and no makeup. Looking at him in shock i’d never seen Natalie not dressed as a sissy, however it was unmistakably the same person. Walking over too the wheelchair he crouched down in front of me and said “Welcome my little Sissy diaper princess, welcome to Daddy Ben’s house!” As he then began too loosen the belts restraining my arms to the wheelchair. Instinctively at seeing a face i knew i burst into floods of tears and instantly jumped from the wheelchair wrapping my arms around bens neck i cried and moaned loudly. Taken a little by surprise, ben would wrap his arms around by waste and stand up lifting me up in a hug as he said “aw there there princess… sssshhh sssshhh its ok, your in daddy’s arms now. Your safe, deep breaths. Now do you have the keys too your padlocks cucky?” To which i shook my head. “Its a good thing daddy cares enough to plan ahead then huh?” He added. Ben then carried me to the couch and dropped me onto the middle of the three seater, which naturally squelched around the now freezing diarrhoea.

Walking away for 5 minutes he returned with small bolt cutters and would clip the padlock keeping my paci gag in. Taking the paci from my mouth and removing the headphones and sleep mask I instantly whaled like a baby “I WANNA GO HOME…. IM SCARED… PLEASE DONT MASTURBATE ON ME…. IM A MAN PLEASE😭😭😭” i cried as i suddenly felt a cold wipe begin to clean my face and wipe off all the cum. “Ssshhh ssshh i need you to calm down for me Jade, you’re safe now so… tell daddy why instead of arriving in the playsuit, mittens, ugg boots, Maxi puffer jacket and smelly diaper like requested…. Your wheeled in restrained like this?” Ben said sitting on the coffee table directly infront of me. “Daddy please! *sniffle* please take all these cum and piss soaked cloths off me *whimper* please” I begged raising my cum filled mittens. Ben simply looked at me plainly, “after you answer my question Jade” which I continued to beg “please! Daddy it feels so icky and im so demoralised please!”. Slamming his hand on the coffee table ben said, “the next thing this hand hits is your smelly diaper covered bottom Sissy if you don’t answer daddy’s question!”

Sniffling I hung my head a little as i told daddy Ben everything. “I did everything you asked me too Daddy, i found a big black man to lock me in everything during the flight. He was authoritative, controlling and unwavering. He made sure i drunk a bottle of his cum and baby formula every half hour and he refused to let me out of my diapers no matter how much I begged. This sleeping bag princess dress thing was a present from him, as were the sleep mask and baby music blasting headphones. Just as he put me in them i began to need to poopoo and he refused to free me…. I did diarrhoea into my diapers and everyone on the plane abused me for it. Then Uncle jay flushed all the keys and restrained me too the wheelchair, after that he handed me off to the taxi driver who set my only male clothes on fire and masturbated hundreds of times on me and poured his cum down into my mittens and down the neck of my playsuit…. And he pissed on my crotch so my sleeping bag and playsuit would be soaked. Thats everything daddy” I whimpered having given him the short version.

Moving to sit next to me, Daddy Ben wrapped his arm around my shoulder and rested my head on his shoulder. “Good baby, now i know that must’ve been scary but….. it was all deserved, it all served to make sure you were a controless, helpless, emasculated little baby before daddy saw you. Daddy’s proud of you for not ‘actually’ trying too run away or get help…. Now what does bubba say too a shower and a change into a nice sleeper and fresh diapers. After that we’ll go over some house rules before bedy bye time” Ben said as i found myself lost for words and now only really looking forward too not being covered in a random arab mans cum and piss. Picking me up bridal style, Ben carried me upstairs to the bathroom where he sat me atop the close toilet lid and proceeded to undress me, cutting each padlock he removed the mittens, then the jacket, next the princess dress sleeping bag with a soaked crotch, then the playsuit, the waterproof diaper cover next and finally he would get me to lay on my back on the floor as he removed my diapers. “Well well well Poopy Princess… its not just shit and piss in here…. Looks like someone made cummies a lot. Maybe daddy will have to lock that nasty little clitty in chastity after slathering it in numbing cream….. after all baby girls don’t come by stroking themselves so neither will you cutepie” ben said patronisingly as he helped me stand up and step into the shower. To further embarrass me, Ben would shower me, he rubbed soap in the places that needed it and held the shower to rinse me off, he cleaned my bum and crotch, he shampooed and rinsed my extension adorned head and he washed my face properly removing all makeup.

Eventually he turned off the shower and wrapped me up in towels he would pick me up yet again and carry me into his bedroom, sitting me on the bed he began laying out 2 diapers, “daddy please can i just be a man today?” I begged looking at ben with my big blue sad eyes however Ben simply laughed and said “haha no don’t be silly bubba, your not a man, i think your journey here today proves that don’t you. No im going to rub 24 hour numbing cream on your princess parts, cage your little clitty, then you’ll be diapered, i’ll get you into your sleeper and we’ll go downstairs where i’ll talk you through the rules you’ll follow then we’ll get you some din dins before you go bedy bye bye for today”. With that he dried me off and made me stand as he rubbed and stroked my penis applying the numbing cream, slathering it over every inch of my crotch he looked up and smirked as i whimpered, then he would lock my mircopenis in an appropriately sized cage. Helping me into position he then heavily powdered my butt and crotch before sealing me inside 2 princess diapers and locking puffy Disney Princess waterproof diaper cover pants.

Then walked over to his closet he would pull out a baby pink footed, short puffy shoulder sleeved sleeper with puffy baby blue frills around the neck, chest, sleeves and more. Unzipping the back he would softly guide my limbs and body into the sleeper and gently zipped it up until i heard a click, padlocked!. Standing in front of me he then proceeded to push heavy and bulky pink mittens with frilly wrists onto my hands and secured them tightly with the straps. “Ok princess Jade, back down stairs we go” Ben said as he went to pick me up again but embarrassment i stepped away from him, “please don’t…. I feel helpless and pathetic when you carry me daddy” i whimpered. “Thats the point silly! But its ok, daddy understands your first day has been…. A lot, so i wont carry you downstairs but rule 1. Is that anytime your not being carried you must crawl. So on your hands and knees bubba and follow daddy” ben said softly but intimidatingly as he pointed to the floor. Looking down I reluctantly got onto my hands and knees and as ben beg to walk I followed struggling to use my hands properly in the ridged pink mittens. Reaching the top of the stairs ben offered again to carry me however when I refused he made me bum slide down the stairs smacking my tailbone off every step I eventually reached the bottom where i crawled to the couch and Ben lifted me up to sit up onto the middle seat. Sitting down next to me ben reached over the arm of the couch he pulled up a large chalk board covered in writing. Atop the board it said “Baby Jade Rules”

Looking at me, Daddy Ben began to read to me the rules I was to follow without question. “Ok Bubba, got your listening ears on? Good girl! Now as your aware this is your first time physically in daddy’s presence and being cared for by daddy so I’m afraid daddy has rules you must follow or face punishment.

Rule 1. You WILL crawl everywhere that your not being carried . In other words if daddy or another grown up isn’t carrying you, you WILL crawl.

Rule 2. You WILL NEVER call me by just my name, you WILL prefix my name with daddy, call me just daddy or dada.

Rule 3. You WILL NEVER touch your clitty, thats a yucky and disgusting reminder that your not the adorable little girl you look on the outside and if you were staying longer than 2 weeks daddy would be getting it removed.

Rule 4. You WILL eat nothing but Baby Food and since your made the mistake of saying once on tumblr too me that you don’t eat fruit very often you will be eating fruit after every meal. Other than fruit and baby food, oh and milk & baby formula, you’ll eat nothing else.

Rule 5. YOU ARE A BABY GIRL, do not dare ask to be an adult or even a boy, that ships sailed, you put yourself in this position. Your far to feeble to be an adult and your clitty is far to small to even be a baby boy, so you WILL wear everything i decide and I tell you.

Rule 6. Bed time is 4:30pm at the latest and wake up time is 11:00am at the earliest, daddy doesn’t care if you think your tired because he knows that baby needs their sleep. Depending on how daddy feels, you may also be put down for a nap from 12 too 1:30.

Rule 7. You WILL speak in only Baby and toddler speak, short broken english sentences, baby gurgles and moans. Any attempt to talk to daddy like your an adult will lead to punishment.

Rule 8. You will have NO sexual pleasure or contact of any kind. Your a cuck baby, daddy will make you drink his cum, sleep with a teddy full of his cum and will piss and cum onto you/ into your diaper. But you will not be face fucked or ass fucked but you will also have no chance to have sex yourself. This is to keep you embarrassed, horny and desperate to be touched.

Rule 9. You will consume no adult media or entertainment of any kind, you’ll watch little girl tv shows (eg sofia the first, Ever After High, Bratz, Hannah Montana and My little pony), read baby books and listen to music specifically for babies.

Rule 10. The last rule for now is, remember your in my house, i can kick you out onto the street dressed the way you are now whenever i feel like it. So obey me and I’ll see too it your two weeks has you desperate to come back~.” With each rule I quivered a little in my sleeper my complete numb penis strained hard to become erect as the cage smothered it. Once Daddy Ben stopped he would get up and hang the embarrassing rules on the wall above the tv, then sitting down next to me i rubbed the front of my crotch with my mittens trying to get some sensation but nothing happened, looking at Daddy ben i whimpered. “Please let me orgasm like a man daddy 🥺 i’m so embarrassed i think my penis might explode with cum if i dont” to which ben simply grabbed under my arm and pulled me across him. Before i knew it i was over his lap, my crotch on his knee and ass pointing up and suddenly with word or warning a hard smack hit my ass, pain spread across my ass cheeks and i couldn’t help but squeal like a little girl. Daddy Ben had just spanked me so hard that even through the sleeper and puffy diapers it stung as much as bare skin, “shut up Jade, 5 spanks for each of the 2 rules you just broke!” He simply stated as he proceeded to slam his palm down hard again on my ass before i could say anything. With each spank my eyes watered, i kicked and flailed my legs and tried to get off his lap. Eventually with an incredibly sore ass daddy finished and turned me over to sit on his lap, legs hanging off on side of his thighs I winced as pressure was placed on my cheeks from sitting. Sniffling, daddy used his thumb to wipe away my tears as he said. “There there ssshhh ssshhh stop the crying now princess, you broke a rule and you’ve been punished. I’ll have no more tears missy”

Staring a daddy i couldn’t believe this, a grown man! Im a grown man and here i was sat on the lap of another grown man who had just finished spanking me like a child while wearing chastity, diapers, a sleeper and mittens, extensions in my hair made me look the part as well. How pathetic was i! A grown man sat here like a baby girl with another man! Wiping away tears that they cause by inflicting punishment on me!.

At that daddy would scoop me up in his arms and walk through to the kitchen as he said, “you should know Princess that because you’ve had a long day i only spanked you 5 times for each broken rule, that was daddy being nice, it should be 10 for every rule broken.” He said as my cheek glowed red with humiliation, however that was nothing compared too the humiliation of spotting what daddy was about to put me down in. Walking up to a very sturdy built high chair daddy sat me down, pushing my wrists down into stocks my arms were locked to the chair arms and my ankles would also become locked into stocks making escape from the chair impossible. Whimpering i watched daddy slid a tray table on trapping my torso as well, “daddy….” Stopping to think i found myself trying to obey the baby speak rule, “uhm pwease cans you fwee my wists. Dis makin me scawed” i lisped and whimpered as the restrained arms began giving me flashbacks too the arab cock shooting cum at me.

Having began pottering around in the kitchen, daddy returned with 6 little baby food cups, a measuring jug full of what was unmistakably cum, a bottle of milk and a baby spoon. “No silly, mittened little babies can’t feed themselves and I won’t have you flailing around while daddies trying to feed you your din dins” Daddy replies ripping open the lid of the first baby food cup and pouring some of the cum from the jug into the baby food. Mixing it all up with the baby spoon he then took a spoonful and began to further treat me like a child, “open wide here cums the choo choo train, chugga chugga choo choo”.

Would i do it? Open my mouth and begin what was bound to be the longest and most disgusting meal i’d had in a while?…….

[smuglilbro]

after spending the night learning how a real dom acts, big sis plans a date with her new boyfriend, ready to use everything her little brother taught her

but, when big sis starts to use what she was taught, all she can think about is her little brother. every difference between the two boys, how her brother whines differently, how he demands differently, everything.

of course, big sis still loves her boyfriend, but... her little brother is always near her, readily available, and hes so... perfect for her.

thats when she introduces chastity to her boyfriend. its all part of a bigger plan. she gets him all locked up, but, she still needs to have some fun, right? so she mentions a threesome, and how she knows the perfect boy for it.

imagine the look of surpise and arousal on her boyfriends face when he goes to her house, and opens the door to find her fucking her little brothers face...

"god he just feels so good... such a good puppy for me! good puppies deserve treats!" so she makes her boyfriend rim her little brother, but, big sis quickly becomes bored...

so, as thanks for making all of this happen, she gifts her little brother a new hole to fuck! her boyfriend!

"i do love you, really babe, but... my little brother is just... so much better than you. his cock is bigger than yours, hes a more stupid puppy than you... hes always ready to fuck me or get fucked by me... im sure you understand, right? call me a cheater if you want, hes what im doing when i say im busy."

~🩷👑

I taught you how to dom, but after that we both know most of the time was spent with me on top of you and making sure you know you're allowed allowed to dom when I say you are.

But your poor boyfriend? He has no idea what a cuck he'd become. You spent every night that week canceling plans just to bounce on my dick or bend over my bed!

So, when you offered the threesome? I couldn't refuse. After all, your boyfriend was a pretty cute guy, and once he started doing as you said? It was all over for him.

I mount him like the studpuppy you know I am, making him squeal and whimper and moan as I pump my thick cock in and out of his poor hole over and over. By the time I finish he's left full of cum, legs twitching, and poor little brain practically fried.

Can't let him ruin the fun, though. I tell you to bend over, show him how a real buttslut takes a cock like mine~

[fictionfixations]

jaehee best route presentation

this is just me jokingly dunking on mysme's other routes and pointing out the weird and wacky shit that happened in comparison to jaehee's significantly more tame route (because i love her route. we stan jaehee in this household.)

meant to make a presentation cause a bunch of friends were getting together to make some dumb af presentations but im procrastinating

anyway ive never played deep story or another story mode. and the only routes ive actually played are jaehee's and yoosung's. i cant be bothered to do anyone else's (the notifs get so annoying. im the type of person who sometimes spends whole days in a row desiring me time and being all alone. so guess what when you give me a game thats basically like a messenger in which you have to actually interact by then? its like. actually socializing! which no. it hit my social limit and i just stopped trying after multiple bad endings trying to actually get to zens lol)

since im not gonna be showing off my presentation (because ah.. socialization.. and two, now im kind of scared i might trigger someone..?)

so. here.

MAJOR MYSTIC MESSENGER SPOILERS

its a gif..

[ Content warning: Swears, possibly triggering content, uh. Mention of bombs, death (faked su//cide), possible implied in//est thoughts (he doesn’t harbor those thoughts I don’t think, but it can still be the impression he gives off), ..mention of s*x maybe?, kidnapping, held captive, weird shit that’s meant to be kinky but actually comes off as really creepy, INACCURATE PORTRAYAL OF PEOPLE WITH MENTAL ILLNESSES, cringe, false reporting / negative media, captivity, yandere ending sob??, and ill add more if i can think of more - and torture. I wont go indepth but ill mention it. …beastiality? Just remembered headbang. I dont think its said but ppl kinda see the implications of it i think. ..ive never played his route so i have no clue | is cucking a trigger??? I dont..>>>????? / sexual implications probably  | mentions of S/A. It doesnt happen but a character falsely accuses another to ruin their reputation, toxic relationships ]

thats it lmfao

what i was going to continue with:

jumin. so. you know that bad ending where you're basically kept in his house and he puts trackers in your shoes so you can only walk as far as like the kitchen away from him and doing so alerts him and shit?? and its played off as being some kinky shit i think but like hello? (also i think. it was either him or saeran, but we fuck in the basement he has trauma in??)

(i mean theres also the thing with his cat. the 'i'll treat you like my pet' or something like that line?? i dont remember. or zen having a dream that elizabeth his cat was running away so he locked her up even worse so then when he opened the door she ran??)

707 is the most story-depth i think, the one ppl consider canon. in which. crazy shit probably happens there with the obligatory kidnapping and bomb threat. i honestly cant remember i didnt even go to his page to check . altohugh i think theres an ending where saerans is like 'give me a hug'. 707 does. then saeran kills him. which. oof…. poor guy. or its revealed who their dad is and basically bad things happen i think?

saeran/ray/unknown. inaccurate depiction of mental disorders or something like that (not meant to offend with wording, but i can never remember the names of shit). it was like.. we first get to know ray whose the nicer one. and then there's saeran whose an absolute asshole. there was something like 'if you dont listen something bad will happen' (which is apparently something his mom said to him or something like that?) very sucky situation

V. cucking??? IDFK wtf

V's CELL?

DRUGGed. from. RAY's. TORTURE. okay. okay.

(someone explain to me whats going on in that ending where we're cucking, im so confused)

ah...

so. yknow. jaehee's route is significantly more tame. and relaxing. and stress relieving imo.

the end

#mysme #mysme jaehee #mystic messenger #jaehee mystic messenger #jaehee kang #thoughts #presentation #do not take this seriously #queued because there's no way im taking the time to finish the presentation

[chloeangelic]

thoughts re: Rendezvous series and forgiveness

ive had some thoughts recently about how people might react to part 5 of rendezvous when it comes out, ie the final part, and i wanted to share for no real reason

discussions about forgiveness, infidelity and such below the cut

firstly, i want to say that zero iteration the word "forgive" appears in part 5. there is no discussion about forgiveness really at all, and i dont think there needs to be. one of the reasons is that i think the concept of forgiveness can oversimplify complex situations, as well as assign unnecessary value judgments to things. i often feel like being forgiven for something means that you have to label that thing as 100% bad and terrible, and theres no space for what sort of positive change it couldve initiated. this is often the case when it comes to infidelity - which is a whole different can of worms.

on the topic of forgiveness, however, whether its mentioned explicitly or not, ive noticed an extreme allergy to joel being forgiven for any indiscretions towards the MC in fics on this website. it seems like the MC herself can do anything and nobody really questions it when joel takes her back, we can cuck tommy into oblivion, joel can cheat on his wife etc, and all of that is cool and hot and encouraged until joel is the one making dumb decisions. people will literally forgive him for being a mass murderer but not for fucking someone else.

the discussions of morality, which are a huge focus in tlou, seem to stop short when it comes to fictional relationships between joel and MCs. we can all discuss why he merked that hospital full of fireflies, and most tlou fans will justify his actions, saying he did it for a good reason, but any relationship related indiscretions do not get the same treatment. i understand that people are sensitive about cheating, being cheated on is awful, but its unproductive to shut down all discussions about it

just to make it clear: i do not consider his actions in rendezvous cheating, not on katy and not on the MC. the MC feels more cheated on because she has an unhealthy attachment to him

am i defending his actions in rendezvous? no. do i think they need to be defended or condemned? also no. i choose not to see things as binary good/bad - even if i thought everything he did was terrible, whats he supposed to do? be alone forever because of indiscretions towards one person? i know this is fic, and i could write him living under a rock for eternity if i wanted, but this is supposed to be a realistic (in my definition) series, and realistically, thats not what happens to people who fuck up in interpersonal relationships. they move on and live their lives. we all hurt people at some point - its juvenile and delusional to think that just because someone hurt another person, theyre bound to suffer for all eternity.

i think there are a lot of nuances when it comes to relationships especially, and trying to label what hes doing in this series as cheating on the MC/katy, and then saying CHEATING BAD is an oversimplification and ignores the scope of emotion im trying to cover here. even calling it cheating ignores the depth of unlabeled relationships. i think the MC deserves more than that, cause if we say hes cheating on katy, were basically calling the MC the other woman, and the other woman is ALWAYS vilified - except in this case where shes the "reader" character. what if i wrote this entire thing in a different perspective, and katy was the reader?

im in the brainstorming stages of my next big series after love me back, and if i go with the idea thats simmering in my head right now, its gonna be a completely infidelity focused series, about when its acceptable to cheat, who is allowed to cheat and why, etc. joel will not be fucking anyone else in that series or cheating on the MC calm down

this might not be very interesting, and its not addressed to any anons in particular at all, ive just been thinking about it as the parts have been posted and thought id share my thoughts in case anyones interested. its hard to give my full thoughts without spoiling ch 5, so after thats posted i might write another reflection on it for anyone whos interested in my thought process behind the decisions ive made.

[plaguethewaters]

how about ctommy for the ask game?

ctommy.my beloved little man ofc hes the first

fav thing: the way He Talks, mostly because hes a mood. my man gas the most train of thought dialogue that i have ever seen i luv him. And also the gentleness he uses with animals and plants and how hes still a little shot thorough it. And also how hes scared as shit of dream but stood in front of tubbo when hed threatened them. and also how he tried to stay optimistic and light during pogtopia. And also-

least favorite thing: it. is hard for me not going to lie. it is unfortunately probably the Loudness because it makes it super duper easy to be over stimulated lol. Also the random poop talk. i know it contradicts the first point but i have Limits.

fav line: either "i never used to be this angry" or the butterfly metaphor, for more serious ones. But also very jockingly there is a little moment in the disc war where he goes "what are you gonna do about it?" to dream, and dream stabs him, and tommy very quietly goes "touche". thats my favorite ever.

brotp: do i even have to say it. but beside the obvious bench i have a very soft spot for tommy+fundy. they are so dsar to me

otp: if i have to ship him romantically, and tbh i strongly headcanon him as aro, id say allium. mostly because the cucking jokes would be immaculate

notp: i saw him shipped with niki once and lets say i am Not a Fan lol

random headcanon: he and tubbo both are actually pretty good at cooking on their own they just dont ever bother at all. Like once in their lives they are forced to do something More than cook steak and Eat, and tommy comes out with this intricate ass vegetable and fruit soups that anyone would die for. He would like to try being vegetarian but after his revival he is too dependant on beef for quick regen to ever give it up.

song i associate him with: i tend to go for duo songs rather fhan singular characters but like. Verdura by PTN is totally a callium song, and for tommy alone i reckon itd be Poison from hazbin hotel. Also the dj is crying for help by ajr.

fave picture of them:

this one shitty doodle i made rewatching the disc wars.hes so baby

#void answers #k3yreviewer25 #ill probably do one of these a day bc they are So much longer than i thought daimn #but anyway yes tommy chommy my beloved ctommy i love you