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tallkdirtytome‌:

“There you are,” he said, smiling down at her as he came back into the room with breakfast. He handed her the tray: eggs, bacon, and pancakes. “I wanted to apologize for yesterday,” he said, getting a fork full of the food and bringing it to her mouth. “But you just make me crazy, Girl.”

Hannah looked down at the tray, then up at him. There was an exhaustion and fear in her eyes as she immediately shied away. Once Hannah realized that he was trying to feed her, the hunger hit hard. She didn’t utter a word, she simply ate. Talking would get her into trouble.

#hannah002

tallkdirtytome‌:

“Does this feel good?” he asked, massaging her clit as he slowly slid in and out of her pussy.

She nodded as her fingers tangled in the soft bedding. He worked quiet moan after quiet moan out of her. William surprised her with his gentleness and care. “Will...” she moaned.

#sadie001

The next morning, Hannah awoke without an ounce of pain in her body. In fact, she felt warm and safe. She had dreams about life back in her village... it was a mundane dream, but it brought her some comfort after the hell that this man put her through. Waking up pain free, however, confused her. A little groan escaped the girl as she tried to move, but her muscles wouldn’t work (a simple muscle relaxing spell kept her at his mercy). Hopefully he didn’t torture her into unconsciousness today.

@tallkdirtytome

#hannah002

tallkdirtytome‌:

He plunged his cock into her cunt, holding her hips as he began to slide, slowly and carefully into her body. With the hand not on her side, he reached between her legs and flicked her clit.

Sadie let out a moan as he entered her. She pushed back against his length trying to get it deeper inside of her. The flick to her clit shocked her and she let out a cute little yelp in surprise. She trusted him, and that scared her.

#sadie001

tallkdirtytome‌:

He smiled and began to move up from the bed, turning her onto her stomach and bending her legs upwards, so her ass pointed into the air. “Going to make you feel good,” he promised, spreading her legs a little and kissing her spine as he began to stroke her pussy lips.

Sadie allowed William to move her to his liking. She honestly hadn’t felt this safe with a man in years. He spread her legs to reveal her folds. The kiss to her spine sent a shiver down it. “Thank you, Master,” she exhaled as he stroked at her folds. She sounded so happy in that moment.

#sadie001

tallkdirtytome‌:

“You don’t have to be sorry,” he said, his hands snaking around her body, one hand resting on her breast. He twisted her nipple slightly and kissed the back of her neck. “I”m going to take care of you now.”

Sadie was a but surprised at the movement of his hand to her breast. She shouldn’t have been, but she was. The slight twist to her nipple sent a shock of pleasure straight to her pussy. “Please...” she begged. She wanted William to take care of her. She wanted to be taken care of for once.

#sadie001

alyssa-rps

Magical Torment

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tallkdirtytome‌:

“Are you not enjoying this?” he asked her, spanking her cunt lips again and again. Then he turned on her clit. He didn’t stop until the little bud was swollen, purple and pink and much larger than it had been a moment before. “Beg me to fuck you,” he instructed her.

She shook her head as more sobs shook her. She didn’t think it could get any worse until the man turned on her clit. The young woman screamed as he continued his assault on the bud of nerves. Again, if it weren’t for his magic, she would have passed out. That being said, she was still dangerously lightheaded and on that precipice of losing consciousness. His words were so distant that they made no sense in her mind.

#tw noncon #hannah001

northernxmuses

training house | ivar & ella

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northernxmuses‌:

Her voice was soft. Too soft. He worried. “I want you not to lie. Never to me. If you don’t want to come, I want you to say. I know they don’t encourage that here. Honesty. But I saw it … in your eyes.” Ivar shifted toward her, “Your soul is in your eyes.” He took a breath and let it out slowly. “I’m not a good man. I just want you to ….” He paused, considered his words and began again.

“I saw you and I saw the look in your eyes. You are beautiful. I want your honesty. If you don’t want to come with me … I will leave.” What was he doing? He wasn’t even sure. But he knew that he needed her but if she hated him, then it would be pointless. She would be yet another layer of hell in his life. He needed something good and from the minute he saw her, he was convinced she could be that something good. “But I would like you to come home with me.” he continued quietly, his bright eyes searching out hers, forcing her to look at him, to consider him.

El stared at didn’t make eye contact for the longest time. She wasn’t sure what he was trying to get at. He was giving her a choice? Girls like her didn’t get choices. They were told what to do, when to do it and how to do it. There were no reasons why. It was just to be done. When he said he was not a good man, a slight laugh escaped her. “Most men are not good men,” she exhaled before her eyes went wide. Why did she say that out loud? A panic rose in her chest.

When he fell silent, the young woman slowly raised her eyes to look up at him. There was a tinge of apprehension in them. There was also a slight look of curiosity. The man was attractive, yes. He was more attractive than most of the men she had ever seen that walked freely. “May I... bring some of my books, Sir?” she asked, her voice still soft.

#ivar001 #dubcon tw

He didn’t bother to address her words. They were not interesting. Ivar slipped his arm around her back and met her eyes, looking her over like a rough inspection. She was clearly still profoundly well. Damn it. Tugging off her clothing, he then slipped his arms around her and carried her to the bathing room. He placed her on the toilet and then stood there waiting for the girl to relieve herself.

Ella managed to wrap her arms around his neck as he carried her into the bathroom. She was so grateful that he was willing to help her so much. She was fairly dehydrated and only didn’t urinate as much as she thought she had to. Reaching over, she struggled with the toilet paper, but managed to clean herself before looking back up at Ivar. She was still sick to the point of not caring that he had watched her.

A sudden bout of dizziness hit her and she very nearly fell off the toilet.

#ella002

northernxmuses

training house | ivar & ella

My quirky starter challenge.

The image is HERE.

Ivar walked through the training house. He hadn’t really meant to end up here. However, his therapist had thought the acquisition of a fully trained slave would enable him to address some of his issues with respect to possession and abandonment. After all, a slave would never leave. He had selected a delicate brunette with wide dark eyes and they brought her out to a display room.

The blindfold in place, the young female was put through her paces. Each position was elaborate, aggressive, and designed to show her to advantage. He liked the way she whimpered. She was beautiful when she came. She was without artifice. Some of the others were putting on a show. She had no show. She just seemed to feel and reflect that feeling in every movement. Others would be horrified by such a display but Ivar grew more entranced with every minute of observing her. Finally he flagged the attendant. “Bring her to me, please.” He asked gruffly, shifting slightly in a futile effort to hide the fact that he was turned on by the display.

They put her in a soft robe that enveloped her completely. She had her hair down and brushed out. No make-up and no artifice. Not even shoes to make her look taller. She was more petite than he imagined up close. She had been born and bred for the training house. She had never lived elsewhere according to her records. Her health was good. She was literate and rated well in terms of both IQ and EQ. Her obedience was only marred by the fact that she seemed unable to hide her true thoughts and emotions. This had left her at the training house far longer than most other women of her breeding year. This was considered a flaw. Ivar considered it to be her finest quality, if true. Deception enraged him.

Ivar reached out a hand to touch her cheek as she stood in front of him. To his surprise, she did not flinch away but rather seemed to move closer. “Hello Ella. I am Ivar Ragnarsson. I would like to take you home with me.”

@alyssa-rps

alyssa-rps

Ella knew no other life. She was lucky to be raised in such a nice place. They allowed her to go to school (even if she was made fun quite a bit), they allowed her to learn as much as her young mind could absorb. It was one of the few joys she had in her life. She did love her books, often times more than anything else in the world.

The books were the key to her training. If she performed well, she would get new books to add to her library (which by now had grown to take up her entire room). The young woman wasn’t surprised when she was led out the display room. She never put on much of a show. While she did enjoy sex (and the sometimes rare orgasms that they supplied), very few people were ever able to get her to stop living in her fantasy world outside these walls. Ella did everything she was told without question or hesitation. Maybe she’d get the next book in the current series she was reading if no one wanted her. Most people looked past her, saying she was too willing or too quiet... the other girls were always so eager. That simply wasn’t Ella.

The soft robe shocked her as they led her towards the man that would most likely claim her. When he touched her cheek, she leaned into it as her eyes closed. She knew better than to make eye contact. She hadn’t felt a touch this gentle in a long time. “Hello, Master Ivar Ragnarsson,” she replied, her voice just as soft and meek as one could have imagined. “I think I would quite like that...” As if she truly had any other option.

#ivar001

alyssa-rps

A New Life {Ari/Ivar}

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“Because you want this … because you need this … because last night I held you in my arms and you confessed how you ached for just this. To let go … to have no decisions … to be made into a creature for another.” Ivar replied with a soft laugh. “And look how wet you are. Soaked. Your nipples are begging to be kissed, to be punished … even as you weep your body turns toward me and you are dripping onto the bench.” Ivar’s voice was warm with approval. “You are disgusting … a filthy slut who needs a Master … can’t you feel it… how right this is? I think you do. I think you are letting what others have told you is right confuse your mind. This is right. This is what you need. I will hit you when I wish. You will take it. You will say thank you.”

Ivar pulled the vibrator from her wet, well-fucked pussy and pushed it back in. “You have no decisions left. It is all gone. You are free. No more confusion or loneliness.” He crooned quietly before leaning over her to catch her lips in a tender kiss and then he spanked her other thigh, a matching spank. “Call me Master… say it…. say thank you Master.” Lighter smacks landed along each inner thigh, causing the girl to writhe, breasts jiggling, belly heaving but unable to really move or shift from the bonds that kept her at his mercy.

Ari’s body shook at his words. Why would she ever confess something like that to a complete stranger? And why would that stranger take her and bind her in such a horrifying position? Still, the vibrations continued to work her up, her hips pushing up even as she tried to hold them still. As scared as she felt, his words sunk in and she had to admit that even though she was scared, this did feel right.

Suddenly, the vibrator was gone, leaving her empty for a few short moments before he shoved it in. She let out a low moan as she continued to squirm. The kiss confused her, but damn he was a good kisser. All that went out the door when he spanked her again, her body jumping from the shock. Her breasts heaved and jiggled with each shaking breath. “Thank you, Master,” she whined between ragged breaths. Her arms pulled at the bondage, but only made the ropes that much tighter. The vibrations deep within her pussy combined with the pain of the smacks to her vulnerable inner thighs had her shaking in need.

#ari002

When you write up a Kinks list and tumblr fucks up all your formatting.

-slams head against desk-

#ooc

bountyman

rp partner: so idk how u feel about really dark threads and violence and gore and stuff but–

me, putting my finger against their lips: i’m in

#ooc

fmfs-a

REBLOG THIS if you are into/open to writing smut plots involving more extreme kinks and/or have next to no triggers when it comes to plots including kinks like nonconsensual sex, verbal humiliation, traditional gender roles, and other taboo/gross kinks.

( Understandably, these are just a few kinks that most people are uncomfortable with writing, for perfectly valid reasons. This post is for the writers that don’t have those same issues, who are looking for writing partners with similar preferences. )

#ooc

alyssa-rps

Honeymoon Bliss

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manymanymusesmut‌:

“I love you too, please can at least try it?” He asked her. “If you don’t like it we can stop and we never have to do it again I promise.” He swore to her.

She nodded and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. “Whatever you want to do, I’m yours.” She didn’t say those words lightly either.

#lexi001

thesetwistedmuses‌:

The cries were like music to his ears. He always broke his girls in publicly. It asserted his dominance towards all his women and it also made sure that everyone knew she was his property. He pumped his hips and threw his head back, moaning in enjoyment. “You get my first load of the day.” He told her. “Normally the women fight over that. Say ‘thank you, Sir.” He told her, a wicked grin on his face.

The more he moved, the more it hurt. She let out a small sob as she tried to control her emotions. Her juices were making it easier for him to slide in and out of her tight hole. “Th-thank you, Sir,” she managed weakly as he continued to thrust in and out of her. Her breasts swung with each thrust.

#belle001

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