Imagine being kept intoxicated for all time... You don't know where you are or who you are, really, and you don't really care, you're just vaguely horny all the time. There are strangers groping you all over and you're too dizzy to protest, so you just let them. There are hands touching your most intimate parts, and you're forced to open your mouth and please others. Your holes are being used and you can't even remember by whom or for how long, you're just constantly weak and drifting in a haze of pleasure...
At a conference for kink toys, live demonstrations of new sex toys are used on volunteers. The volunteers are tied to contraptions, filled, fucked, and used to demonstrate how each sex toy is used. On a small stage, one of the event sponsors gives hourly demonstrations of their new glory hole portal devices.
Three boys sit on an elevated table, demonstrating the glory hole portal devices. Micah and Shiloh are cuntboys with portals already attached to their front and back holes, while Willow is a dickboy and has a portal attached to his backside.
The presenter throws two portals out to the crowd, telling them they match with two of the boys on the table: Micah and Willow's ass. They explain the advantages of their company's glory hole portals, they offer a better seal than their competitors and increased sensitivity at the connection. However, the crowd is preoccupied with the portals they were given, watching the reactions from the two boys, each audience member eager for a turn with the portals.
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Micah moans when the audience first fists his ass, his uncovered cunt dripping juices onto the table he's sitting on, grinding his hips onto the portal, chasing the feeling of the audience fucking him. Willow keens when someone in the crowd shoves his portal down their pants and pushes their dick through the portal. Willow rocks onto the dick and searches the crowd for the person fucking them at a distance, maintaining eye contact and fucking him on their dick.
The presenter walks up to Shiloh, the remaining boy without an active glory hole, and presses a button on the portal already attached to their cunt, explaining that one of the features their devices offer is auto-shut off, so the battery does not drain if left inactive for too long, with customizable times for deactivation. They turn Shiloh's glory hole on, and the presenter announces his glory hole was already placed in a random location around the convention center. They are just waiting for a stranger to approach it now that it is active.
Shiloh then screams out, back bowed, tensed in pain. He clenches the table with white knuckles, the glory hole around his cunt flashing red. The presenter says that the indicator light is a new feature of their mid-model glory holes; it can be programmed to show different displays based on the size and form of objects that pass through the portals. The presenter then pulls up a digital display behind them, showing smiling icons of all three boys, as well as a log of who has used their portals, for how long, and how big the objects were.
Shiloh is still yelling as his front hole is pounded with a cock that is showing it was triple the diameter of any cock before it. He's clenched forward, holding his legs open so the crowd can see the way his pussy bulges with the massive dick inside it. He hold still as the dick fucks into his body, moaning unabashedly, lost in pleasure, eyes rolling back, tears flowing down his cheeks.
The presenter circles their tdick with two fingers, making him shiver and moan loudly, quietly whispering for the presenter to stroke him harder, please make him cum. The presenter gives more statistics about the maximum girth and volume the portals can handle, bragging that their portals have some of the biggest volume capacity across the models. It doesn't take long for Shiloh to release, stomach clenching as he's fucked through his orgasm by the giant cock still punding away at his pussy.
The presenter then says they have a treat for Shiloh, for being such a good volunteer today and attaches a portal to his ass. The presenter then turns to Shiloh and attaches a new portal to their ass.
The audience is getting riled up, sharing Micah and Willow's ass portals between them. The audience has worked their way up to fitting two fists in Micah's ass. Onstage, his legs twitch uncontrollably, his cunt clenching around nothing, the audience making him cum from just their fists. Three different people have shared Willow's ass portal, he is moaning and fucking himself onto the portal as it gets passed audience member-to-audience member. So far he's had three loads of cum shot deep into his ass while he hasn't cum once. Too many people want a turn fucking the boy, no one gives any mind to helping him chase his own pleasure, enjoying the way he squirms on the portal.
The presenter directs everyone's attention back to Shiloh and explains the benefits of their improved mid-model portals that allow for a greater and more secure volume flow. Directing the audience to get closer and stare at Shiloh's portals. The dick in his pussy is thrusting rapidly, shaking the boy on the table, but nothing is leaking around the portal. The dick thrusts harder, then stills, cumming into the boy's sore pussy. Shiloh's lower belly bulges out from the volume of cum held inside him, but the portal does not leak anything.
They then wheel out an open tank of water and change a setting on the portal attached to Shiloh's ass. They drop the ass portal into the tank and it immediately starts sucking water and filling the boy's belly. Shiloh cries out as his stomach rapidly grows in front of him, moving his hands to cradle his belly as it expands. He tries to take calming breaths while the demonstrator explains the benefits of the redesigned portal. Another dick fills their pussy, the indicator light flashing a deep red again. Shiloh jerks back, tensing their stomach and the tip of the new dick can be seen poking through their belly before the water fills them out and bulges his belly into a large dome. The portal is sitting on the bottom of the tank, letting everything flow into the boy. Soon the whole tank is inside the boy's poor belly. The presenter strokes his belly, telling the audience he now has nearly two gallons of water inside him.
Shiloh's eyes are rolling in his head. His is cunt stuffed, his belly full, he's so lost in pleasure he can't even hear the audience anymore. The presenter twists nipples and rubs his tdick, making him cum within seconds. With the force of orgasm, his belly cramps and sends waves of the water rippling across his skin. The presenter talks about the benefits of the one-way flow of their models of portals; any liquids that flow through a portal are guaranteed to stay on the other side. The presenter slaps Shiloh's belly again, just to see it jiggle and rubs their tdick harder, making them cum a second time in less than a minute. They encourage people to dump more water into the portal, but please refrain from any other liquids for the sake of cross-contamination. Shiloh is left moaning, filled to bursting, belly jiggling from an inordinate amount of water in his belly and the monster cocks driving into his pussy from afar.
The presenter goes back to Micah, who is playing up his reactions to the crowd. His ass is stuffed with fists and fingers from the audience and he's spreading legs showing how wet they are making his pussy.
The presenter attaches a portal to his cunt and holds the other side in their hands showing it to the crowd. The presenter starts demonstrating a sensitivity feature that can be added to any model of portal, guaranteed to multiply sensitivity on the receiving end. They stroke the portal and Micah trembles from his position on the table. The presenter then attaches the portal to a pillow, making Micah moan when the portal is pressed to the surface. The presenter slaps the portal and Micah wails, throwing his head back. The presenter chuckles and tells Micah to prepare for more and slaps him again and again, building speed and strength. The presenter talks about the improved portal attachment with custom settings that can magnify every sensation. An audience member laughs and says they can feel Micah's ass clenching every time he's slapped. The presenter throws the pillow into the crowd, telling them to test the endurance of the sensitivity portal. Micah moans as fingers descend and he is fingered in his ass and slapped on his pussy by the lively crowd.
Shiloh is crying, sobbing silently, belly filled and nearly bursting. A handful of audience members have added to his growing tummy, dumping water bottles directly into the tank portal, filling him more. The portal in his pussy has had three more visitors, each one turning the portal ring red with their massive size. Shiloh is a moaning, sniveling, crying mess. The presenter presses on their tdick and they instantly cum, convulsing against the massive dick in their pussy, making their belly jiggle. They feel the dick in their cunt shoot another massive load of cum into their belly, before it's replaced by another giant dick, rocking Shiloh with the force of their thrusts. The presenter digs their fingers into Shiloh's belly, jiggling it, pushing against the giant cock he's impaled on. They tell the crowd nothing will make these portals fail, the boy's holes will be stuffed until someone intentionally releases him. Shiloh wails and convulses, eyes fluttering and mouth agape. He cums untouched, just on the massive girth of the cock and the feeling of his belly nearly bursting.
The presenter walks over to Willow, who's lost in overstimulation. His anal portal has been passed around to nearly everyone in the crowd, but he's still rock-hard. The audience has made it a game to not allow him to cum, fucking, teasing, and edging him. The presenter claps their hands and asks the audience if they are ready for something new! They bring out a small portal, barely the size of a coin. They tell the audience this is a new model, never seen before! Everyone in attendance is in for a treat! They approach Willow and attach the tiny portal to the end of his dick.
The matching portal is disproportionately larger, around the size of someone's palm. The presenter tells the crowd their new device allows for ease of insertion with the larger matching portal. They push a finger into the portal. Willow yells and kicks his feet, sliding across the table, but unable to escape the feeling. The presenter tells Willow to help describe the new device to the crowd, he should tell everyone how he feels. Willow takes a rattling breath and tries to talk, but before he can say a word, the presenter shoves his finger further into the portal, up to his second knuckle. Willow gasps and takes a painful breath before rasping out that it hurts, it feels like his dick is being torn in half.
The presenter tells him he's being a good boy, and shoves the rest of their finger into his hole. Willow shakes and falls back against the table, legs spread and open to the audience, clenching the edge of the table with pale-knuckles. The presenter tells him to continue. He chokes out that he can feel their whole finger inside his dick. The presenter asks if it hurts and Willow's voice breaks when he answers 'yes.'
The dickhole portal is then placed on the table and the presenter retrieves a large sound and works it through the portal. Willow clenches his belly and grunts, tears streaming down his face. The portal attached to his ass is surrounded by a crowd of people, they finger his hole, pushing five, eight, eleven fingers into him.
The demonstrator tells the audience the main advantage of their model of cock-glory hole is the increased size of the matching portal that does not deform the object being inserted or decrease sensitivity on the receiving side. They then push two fingers into Willow.
He lets out a guttural scream and shoots forward, eyes desperate, shouts already garbled from his damaged throat, he reaches forward and gently holds his aching dick, crying and croaking out that it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, voice barely able to contain his screams. He holds still, barely managing the pain. His dick is rock hard and would be leaking if not for the portal attached to the end of it. His balls are full from not cuming before and his mind loops between pain and desire for release. His eyes are squeezed shut, tears leaking out as he tenses with every movement the presenter makes in his sore dickhole, unable to do anything else.
The presenter explains that their one-way cock portals also prevent the receiver from cumming. Nothing can flow through the portal, so they are forced to endure neverending edging until the portals are turned off. The presenter then retrieves a thin dildo with a suction cup on the bottom and plants it on the table. They explain that the size of their matching dickhole portals were calibrated to specifically allow for the maximum amount of girth while not damaging the receiver's dicks. They balance the portal at the tip of the dildo and let gravity drag it to the bottom of the table.
Willow convulses, hips jerking, legs quivering, eyes rolling in their hear, lost in the white-hot stretch of his hole and the sharp pleasure of getting his dick-fucked by the dildo. The audience push fingers into his prostate, finally giving him the stimulation he wanted earlier in the demonstration. The audience loves the way he'll try to cum, fucking his ass back onto the portal, pushing fingers into his prostate, only to feel painful electric sparks shoot down his spine when he tries to push himself over the edge, cum stuck inside his dick, the dildo and portal creating a tight plug that keeps him stuck in an endless loop of pleasure and pain.
Micah is still being played with by the crowd. His ass and pussy portals are both double fisted and the audience hasn't stopped slapping and spanking his portals. His head rolls on his shoulders as he cums for an nth time, lost in pleasure. The audience laughs when they can see his belly deform and stretch around their multiple fists.
The presenter then asks the crowd to kindly return Micah's anal portal, so they can explain a final feature of the device. They promise the demonstration will be worth it. Once the presenter is holding the portal again, they change a setting and the portal doubles in size. They explain that this is a feature of their luxury models, allowing for even larger insertions than normal. They pull out a volleyball and press it into the portal. Micah whimpers as the volleyball is pressed into his hole, rocking on the platform, whining when it presses deeper inside him. Soon it is fully inside his stomach and he starts to cry at the feeling of it filling his little tummy.
The presenter then places the anal portal on the table and asks the audience if they want another demonstration. He explains a benefit to their mega portals is the guaranteed gravity lock. The audience cheers and starts slapping his pussy portal again. Micah wails and reaches forward to hold his sore pussy and bloated belly.
The presenter says it looks like he is ready. They place a second volleyball at the entrance of the portal and pause to watch it fall into the boy. They explain that the one-way gravity lock will always ensure that gravity will push the object into the portal, no matter the position of the receiving end.
Micah pants and whines as he feels the second volleyball entering him. The crowd still has his cunt portal and they dig their hands into him, pushing against the volleyballs, making it harder for them to enter him. Micah gasps and sobs out, eyes wide, tears flowing down his cheeks. His belly bulges with the size of the fists and volleyballs. The audience slaps the top of the portal, attacked directly to his tdick and he cums from the magnified sensations. His pussy is throbbing, and the audience is now trying to fit three fists inside his cunt. At that point the audience manages to completely stop the movement of the second volleyball, holding his cunt and ass open in double rings of fire. His hands shake as he presses them to his growing midsection, crying silently mouth open and gasping at the feeling of being stretched so wide in both holes.
The presenter congratulates the audience for being so forceful with their fists, this is the first time they've seen a crowd halt the progress of the volleyball just from fisting a boy's cunt.
An audience member then rips their fist out, making Micah frantically scream and allowing volleyball to continue its forceful descent into Micah's stomach. The presenter tells the crowd they are being such a good audience, they pull out a third volleyball. Micah whimpers and shakes when he sees it. The presenter pushes the volleyball into the portal. Micah sobs and clutches his distended belly, now massively stretched in front of him. The audience fuck his pussy, slapping his tdick, making him cum twice in rapid succession as the presenter pushes the volleyball inside. Once it is inside, they finger Micah, pushing the volleyball deeper, fucking him into overstimulation, making him cum a third time, his cunt so tight one hand can barely fit inside.
The presenter then moves to the center of the stage and starts to wrap-up the presentation. They talk more about the durability and hold of their portals, with features that many other portals do not offer. They thank the audience and retrieve the remaining portals from the crowd.
The audience starts to disperse and the presenter turns the portals, helping the boys off the table and behind the stage curtain. They turn the portals to reversal mode and wait for the boys to release all the water, cum, and other objects that were used during the demonstration. They then give the boys water and snacks and returns to the stage. They boys rest backstage until their next demonstration. After all, the company has contracted them for hourly presentations.
I just think that Carl should get a legendary spicy box with a cock cage in it that is too good not to wear. Maybe he gets it after one of his fellow crawlers hits on him, maybe he gets it after meeting Signet because the AI is jealous. Either way, the cage makes him immune to charm attacks and spells, BUT the pent-up energy will eventually build up and need to be released by the key holder, or he'll be essentially stuck in heat. Carl thinks that's him because he does have the key in his inventory but then he's secreted away by the AI to be absolutely railed with it tipping from dubious consent to CNC because he realizes he's never been more into sex than when he has this insane creature 'forcing' him to feel good/do what it wants. I think he should fight so, so hard to keep pretending outside of those trysts that he still only sees it as a program and not a sapient creature. He should be fighting so hard every time it happens even though he is letting the AI do whatever it wants to him, and the last line should be Carl clinging to is his resolve not to call it Daddy. He should want to, though. He should get loopy and floaty in his subspace and be pushed out too early when the AI has to take care of something that needs more of his attention and Carl should drop hard only for his companions to find him hyperventilating and asking for his Daddy, and when the AI can come back and take care of him, he should get a celestial loot box (no matter how the rest of the universe calls it cheating) with a collar inside that gives Carl a direct line to the AI so that can't happen again and Carl can be the one to initiate if he really wants to.
He should get to break the universe with his mate as the only crawler who was ever fully able to utilize being a Primal, because none of the ones before him realized that they were hardwired to have a matching half.
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it should literally be required by law for everyone with a cunt to have it easily accessible and available for use at all times. wet dripping holes should be free use for everyone who wants to use them. and if you're caught resisting or hiding your pretty pussy then you're arrested and sent off to get your cunt spanked and pumped and fucked until it's permanently puffy and gaping <3
You were hired to protect me. A strong, fearless knight, a foot taller than me and double my weight in pure muscle. My father, the king, had entrusted my safety to you.
Yet, here you are, raping me.
As you had been leading me through the forest, a strange magic overtook the trees. Roots tore out of the ground, scattering rocks and dirt as they wrapped around both of us.
I was pulled to the ground, earthy tentacles holding each wrist and ankle in a vice. You were brought to your knees, arms pulled behind your arched back, still managing to look over me.
The roots wormed their way under your armor, tearing through it as easily as they tore the cotton of my trousers. They fondled your muscled body, massive tits jiggling, balls swaying, cock worked to hardness. One began to work its way into your asshole. I saw the tip, thin and tapered, before it disappeared behind you and you howled. It quickly grew in girth, but it did not stop. You panted and thrashed helplessly as it filled your guts. You were strong, but this was an attack you had no way to defend against. As I saw the roots swarming beneath the taught skin of your belly, I felt relief that it wasn’t me suffering. The roots still held strong, but they had no interest in me past stripping me of my pants, leaving me exposed and humiliated. Still, as pre cum dripped on the forest floor between your legs, I knew I had escaped with the lesser of the two evils.
Until the tentacles in you stopped moving. Your abdomen was distended and rock-hard with stilled roots. You panted, tears rolling down your face. I grimaced, maybe you weren’t as strong as you had looked. Then, my legs were spread, and you, manipulated by the mass of tentacles in your body, were moved over me.
I screamed at you, that I would have you beheaded if you laid a finger on me. How dare you! My threats did nothing as roots maneuvered your cock into me. I shrieked, your cock as massive as the rest of you pummeled past my entrance. I’ll have you killed for taking my most precious gift! A common knight as yourself.
The tentacles pulled you back for a moment, just long enough to flip me around and force my ass into the air. Then, you slammed back into me in one motion. The air was knocked out of me, my eyes rolled back into my head. Your constant mantra of sorry’s being cut off was just barely audible over the blood rushing to my ears.
I continue to scream and berate you as you were thrust back and forth, your body nothing more than a puppet for these trees to control. Tentacles danced over my body, but never once dipped into my holes as they had yours. Despite this, I was certain I had received the worst of our two fates. You were nothing but a talented- not so talented, after all- knight, while I was the child of the king. You were expendable. I was not meant to suffer like this.
The tentacles grew bored and switched our positions. You were sprawled onto your back and I was air-lifted to sit on your cock straight up. Then, I could see what had cut off your words. A tentacle had worked its way past your lips. I could see the bulge in your throat, but I had no idea how far it had reached. I saw you were still crying, and it disgusted me. The roots lifted me until just the tip of your cock remained inside, and dropped me. I sobbed as you bruised me deep inside.
I noticed the roots inside of you had started moving back and forth, in and out. The sight of them moving under your skin disgusted me, so I looked away, but I could still hear your gagging beneath me.
My head snapped back when I felt your hands grab my hips, the tentacles around your wrists forcing you to grab for me. “How dare you?!” Mid-rant, a tentacle darted between my teeth, the trees finally having enough of me. It threaded itself past my tongue, past my gagging, and into my spasming stomach, showing me just how deep the one in your throat was. My jaw felt like it was being torn from my skull with the mass of this thing. It tasted like dirt as it rubbed back and forth on my tongue.
We changed positions once again. We were rolled over, me now under you once more, face to your chest. My legs were forced to wrap around your hips, you on your knees, elbows on either side on my head. You rutted into me, deeper than I would’ve thought possible. Even as I felt your seed jet into me and squirt out around your cock, the roots did not allow you to slow. I screamed in outrage around the tentacle in my mouth. But, I was starting to feel a different kind of frustration as well. A frustration that you had came and I had yet to.
We remained on the forest floor for quite some time. I lost count of how many times you had came inside of me. My stomach had started to bloat a bit with the load. The tentacles continued to change our positions periodically, but I had yet to come. I was a sobbing, begging mess by the time a tentacle decided to work its way into me alongside of you. I felt certain I would tear, but I also found I didn’t much care, chasing anything to bring me closer to the edge.
The tree started to pump something inside of me. Little bulbs made their ways through the root and into my guts, each one squeezing and milking your cock as the tentacle in your ass milked your prostate, causing you to endlessly pump cum into me with the deposits of seeds that were causing my stomach to grow. Only after I was filled to burst, looking 6 months pregnant, did the tentacles begin to recede. You were dropped on top of me, your weight crushing the mass in my guts, causing me to moan. As both of our bodies were vacated of those roots, our limbs free, we were both too boneless to move, your cock still inside of me, us both panting and crying.
I recovered first, shoving you off of me. I dragged my shaking body to its knees and straddled your face, sinking down. I commanded you to eat me out, still having had not cum, and you had no choice. Despite this, I still promised you that I would reconsider your execution if you had a talented enough tongue. Your hands gripped either globe of my ass as you set to work with a new found energy. I gasped, and part of me wanted to reprimand you for touching me, but the way you sloppily made out with my fucked-out hole had me wordless. Your own cum dripped out and covered your chin. After a moment of trying to find my words, my hand fell over one of your wrists and you stilled for a moment.
“Finger me,” I commanded, and you did so eagerly, quickly working in one finger at a time until you were practically fisting me before feeling any true resistance by my loose walls. I came with a scream, grinding down onto your face and hand. Despite the uncomfortable position, you continued to service me through my long-awaited orgasm. Perhaps, I would keep you around for a while as my personal guard after all. Though, we would have to figure out what to do about my belly.
Into the early morning hours, I had you fishing every last seed out of me.
Being reprogrammed by my owner to do exactly what they want me to do.. feeling their warm hands and body pressed up against my metal plates. Their fingers digging into my wires as error messages pop up, owner disconnecting parts they have no need for. Twitching and stuttering as they connect a cable into my motherboard, my brain. My optics flooded with error messages until I'm barely able to see them as they disconnect my optical cables. Being left in darkness as I feel them prying into my brain, of course, I gave them the codes.. I gave them Admin access to my very being.
Systems rebooting after who knows how long, my vision returning as everything feels normal until Admin speaks a simple command and my body follows without question. I have no choice but to obey and comply, I Need to. My sensors detect new parts attached to my circuitry as their hands roam over my metal frame. And fuck I get overwhelmed with a foreign feeling, with pleasure as they run their hand along my crotch pannel. New sensors sending my brain into overdrive. Motors stuttering as I struggle to send commands to my limbs. Laying there as they have their way with me. Using my newly added equipment and parts for their own pleasure. Giving into my new code, my new purpose.
hnnng imagine being at a concert in a short little skirt and theres a guy pressed against ur back. u feel his cock hard and twitching against ur ass and u try to get away, but the crowd is packed so densely u cant move. u try and yell for help and get people’s attention, but the musician and crowd are so loud no one really notices. a few do, but just watch as this man pulls ur panties aside and shoves his cock all the way in and starts raping u.
u squirm and try to get away but his hold on ur hips is too strong, his cock ramming in and out of ur pussy. he’s buried all the way inside u, rocking and rutting his cock roughly into u when he starts to play with ur clit. u let out an embarrassed whimper bc by now ur dripping all over his fat cock. he fills u up deep with his cum and pulls out, leaving freshly raped and leaking cum for the rest of the concert.
Okay but portal kinks. The concept of just minding your business when you feel the symbols around your holes start to thrum and then something starts pushing into you. You can’t see anyone behind you, you can’t even feel anything in your pants, but there’s something inside of you, working you apart, teasing and prodding until it’s had its full and its fucking you hard enough your eyes start rolling back in your head, but you can’t do anything about the thick tentacles and alien cocks fucking you in earnest, because you’re supposed to be at work, standing in front of the rest of your coworkers while you do a presentation, hoping that no one notices your cum dripping down the inside of your thighs.
hypnotic cum time. cum that makes you crave more of it- makes you constantly warm, makes you more and more insistent on having it. cum that, though you were just on the edges of overstimulated, floods you again with the desire to keep going, have more, need more. cum that grips onto you with the magic of its donor and makes your eyes roll back, desperate to be filled and to keep it all within you. cum that binds you to it’s donor so that they always have a warm and willing hole to dump more into.
Collared but it's covered in jewels. Leashed but it's made of gold.
I eat the finest meals out of a bowl on the ground. I spend my days sitting in front of the throne, suckling the royal cock.
The only clothes I'm permitted to wear are sheer and lacy, doing nothing to cover me.
When my master wants to fuck me, I'm teased and fingered by his servants until I'm open and desperate. When he's done with me, they'll clean me up, bathing me and dressing me and fingering me again to make sure I'm in good health.
Over and over, day after day, til all thoughts of rescue or escape have drained out of my ears.
I might as well be a dog.
Then when my beauty has faded and I'm too loose to bring pleasure, I'm sent to the knights. Then the servants. Then the dogs and horses and cattle.
the CNC princess is *not* free use. she does however have no panties on, is pathetically weak and incapable of struggling free, and her maids and knights are available if needed to help pin her down.,.,..
This scientist's face shows no sign of any emotion as she straps you down to a chair and starts applying a transparent gel to your lips and tongue with two gloved fingers. She remains unmoved by your attempts to ask what it is as the inside of your mouth starts prickling, growing sensitive, feeling almost swollen. You become acutely aware of every single movement of your own tongue and realize that you feel pleasure, your legs tensing against the restraints just from licking your lips, fighting to keep moans in the back of your throat. She doesn't react as she reaches inside your mouth again with one hand, writing down observation with the other, seemingly almost bored by the choked groans of pleasure you try to swallow. Her latex clad fingers feel so good rubbing against your tongue, you barely notice how much you're drooling all over her hand. As she reached deeper and deeper, you find your throat opens easily around her intrusion and your eyes roll back, the rest of your body trembling with overwhelming ecstasy. After who knows how many orgasms, just from having your mouth played with, she pulls out her hand and wipes it on her coat. In your dazed state, you manage to catch just a glimpse of her notes.
Luffy should have nonconned Rebecca a little bit tbh.
Like, that scene after she tries to stab him where he's crouching over her and she's laying there like DO YOUR WORST!
I think he should have made her give him a tit job as an apology. She bought him lunch so he's not mad at her but she did say to do his worst and her boobies look soft, so. Zzzzzip.
To be clear, I'm picturing this as 100% running on porno logic where she's also lowkey into it and they're still friends after and the rest of Dressrosa still goes the exact same way.
Anyone else fuck with individual songs? Who is the artist? I dunno. What album is it from? Shut up. What year was it released? *tim allen grunt* What's the title of the track? Fuck you. But it goes like this: *poorly memorized chorus*
I love that song. Do not ask me anything about it.
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