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Indie - Elite Four Ira Gamagori Private, Selective, 18+. Follows from MedicatedEgo

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All Of My Blogs Have Moved

          Hello lovely followers! I am going through the process of consolidating my blogs, and as of just a few days ago most of them have been moved. (With the exception of pokemon blogs because I have so many.) You can now find:

Jughead Jones

Chloe Price

Nathan Prescott

Ira Gamagori

And more to come on my new multimuse blog

          Please follow @medicatedego as the individual blogs I had previously opened for these characters will all be left for archival purposes. 

Thank you! 

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          As his final thrust came to a finish, his body seemed to unwind from its previously taught position. Muscles slowly relaxing, hands removing themselves from her hips to help guide his shaft from inside of her. “Mako, I apologize, I don’t think I could hold off any longer. Next time I will be much more in control of myself.” 

          Once he had freed himself of her, he set about removing the bindings on her arms and legs. The legs first, unraveled and stretched to allow her muscles time to adjust once more to mobility. Then her arms, his hands moving along her skin and red marks that had been created under the pressure. All seemed to be well from the surface level, and she didn’t seem to be in too much great pain from touching the muscles that had been locked in place. Better safe that sorry, as palms rubbed over the skin deeper and he lifted her up into his arms. 

          “How do you feel?”

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          Any stamina that he had was going to shit. Circumstances of the romantic sort always lasting longer than what he was now experiencing. Slow build up having pushed his body to a new edge that he was quickly creeping closer to with every thrust. There was no saying how long they had been at this, but it certainly seemed to be less than what they were used to. For the best, considering the beating that Mako was taking as he pounded her deeper and deeper into the bed.

          “I won’t last much longer, seeing you struggle has pushed me to my limit. I intend to strive for longer. After all, what is the point of a toy that can barely be used due to poor form?” Even in this he was hard on himself, but it was not something that could be fixed quickly. It would come with time and practice, but as with all things that was normal. 

          Heat coiling in his stomach, it felt like a rubber band stretched too tight and ready to snap. Bound and determined for just one more minute, he gritted his teeth and drove in deep, one final sharp shove spilling his arousal over inside of her. Out of his mouth came an almost guttural noise as his cock twitched and filled her with every last ounce of what he had in him. When he could think properly he would apologize, but for the time being he was relying on instinct to milk what final last pumps he had. 

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          Give credit where credit was due, her ability to take him was impressive, even if she still flinched on the way in. It was only natural, if he were to go too fast it would likely tear her along the way, and unfortunately the human body snapped back to normal after so much time left without being stretched. While they were intimate often, it was hardly enough to warrant her body to mold to his shape on a regular basis. Much easier than it had been, and he didn’t want to think about her experience were she to ever sleep with anyone else.

          It didn’t seem to bring her too much pain, the way her insides clenched around him in a spasm allowing his cock to be completely buried inside of her. A few thrusts was all it took to find her body back in its comfortable state, the folds loosening around him and expanding in her arousal.

          “Already you’ve gotten this way? For someone with no fantasies your body seems to be begging for touch. You’re inviting me in deeper than normal.” For further leverage his hands dug deep into her hips, hands practically wrapping around her mid section in the process. The more she invited, the faster his hips began to move, her body breaking way for him to lessen his reigns on his behavior. With it, his disciplinary personality shining through. “How does it feel? At this point you’re nothing more than a doll with useless arms and legs. How does it feel to be treated like a toy?”

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          “if you don’t don’t know the answer to that, I would hope to never see you on the road.” Someone should never give this girl a license, even if it could just be the haze of the moment numbing her brain. (Nor was he in any position to be saying anything about distraction.) 

          Already a thick bead of pre had started to develop on the tip of his member, a firm hand giving it a squeeze for good measure. Yes, he would have taken care of it himself, but that didn’t change the fact that he was relieved it didn’t reach that point. Her folds already soaked through from the previous orgasm, he pushed her panties to the side and pressed swollen head between her lips. Always a bit of a stretch, but after their first few times it had come to be easily pushed past. 

          Probably not the easiest of firsts, impressive actually. 

          Now, his cock slipped past her entrance with only minimal push back. Hips tensed and his hands rested on either side of her, it gave him enough leverage to push inside of her fully.

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          In the haze of the moment, he seemed to be getting full of himself. A smug expression on his face as he drove the vibrator harder against her until her inevitable edge, and some time after. While he was always in control of himself, he would admit to at times getting ahead of the situation. (Specifically when it wasn’t the head on his shoulders that was driving the situation.) 

          At the point the familiar phrase left her lips, however, it was enough to stop him in his tracks completely. The toy withdrawn, and an apologetic expression already forming over his features. Reassurance was appreciated, confirming that she had enjoyed the attention at least to a bare extent. Harsh vibration was never pleasant, and it was more meant to toy with her than anything else before he had his way with her. More for another time, something to strive toward, that’s what he told himself.

          “Are your bindings still comfortable?” He questioned, though the implication was still behind it as he hooked his thumbs into the waistline of his boxers to free his sizable member. If she had denied him any further, he would have of course obliged and taken care of it as he had in the past, but her demeanor seemed to say otherwise. “Just a bit more, the final part of our game.”

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          “Oye, your tolerance needs to be worked on. I can tell you’re already almost at your limit Mako.” It had become almost like a mirror, the more she moved, the more he moved with her. Whether she scooted forward or rolled to the side, the wand stayed in its place between her thighs.

          With one free hand, he used his thumb and forefinger to undo the button at the top of his pants. Loosely falling to the floor, he had no ability to fold them but that would be another matter for another time. Instead, he stepped out of them, and left them lying on a heap on the floor. ”Why not just give in?” 

          One more notch up ought to do it, a simple adjustment to the vibration that brought it up to its highest setting. If she was truly at her limit, it would be more than enough to drag her over.

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I follow blogs here and there and as they follow me back I know it looks like I do only interactions with one person, but I am open to plotting. Feel free to message, or just toss me a like if you’re interested in a starter. If you have a multi-muse blog I need to know who you want to be addressed before writing anything.

Unfortunately this fandom is dead and I only just got back into it so I’m gaining interactions where I can. Would love to write starters for anyone interested.

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It's all about the game and how you play it. All about control and if you can take it. All about your debt and if you can pay it. It's all about pain and who's gonna make it.

I am the game, you don't want to play me. I am control, no way you can change me. I am heavy debt, no way you can pay me. I am the pain and I know you can't take me.

Indie / Private / Selective

Ira Gamagōri

10+ Years of RP Experience

OC Friendly

Crossover Friendly

18+, No Shipping Under 18

Tags All Triggers, NSFW Under Readmore

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          “Mean? I think you mean the opposite. If I were mean I would have just left you tied with nothing but the wall to be your friend. You don’t seem to be disliking your current situation too much if that blush of yours has anything to say about it.”

          From deep in his chest a laugh bubbled out, the wand pressed firm against the slit between her legs even as she fell over. She couldn’t go far, even if she squirmed her mobility was limited in such a way that he would still have the upper hand in any position she found herself. “This is what you asked for. Deep down you must have really wanted to be taken advantage of like this, eh? What if I turn it up a notch?”

          Pushing the head of the wand deeper against her slit, the silicone created a small crevice as it pushed past her folds and into the skin beneath. Even through fabric he could see her arousal soaking through and onto the head of the electronic. “By the time we’re done, your body will be begging for anything that isn’t a vibration.”

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          If his mouth weren’t busy, he likely would have made some snide comment about her. Joked about how flustered she was getting and how she seemed to be having trouble staying upright with her legs tied to firmly. Maybe even he might have made a comment calling her cute. However, with his tongue deep in her mouth, the amusement manifested in the form of a deep chuckle, pressing his mouth tighter to hers. 

          There was no need for him to rush into things, his hands pushing up and over the front of her breasts to drag across piqued nipples chilled by the air. His end goal? To leave her a near mess practically begging, in a way that he had never seen her beg before. In other words, pushing her to her very limit of tolerance before actually giving her what she wanted. “What’s the matter?” He would finally mutter, breaking their lips apart to leave only a thin line of drool rolling down her chin. “If you push your legs together too much you’ll knock yourself off balance.” 

          Blood flow had changed its direction, tightening the pants that hung low across his hips even with how much he tried to ignore it. With the back of his hand he wiped his mouth and knelt down toward the bag, extracting a black silicone wand turned on to its lowest setting. “We haven’t even gotten to the fun part.” 

          With one final toying comment, the head of the wand was pressed to the palm of his hand to test its strength. A light adjustment before it was pushed between her legs, the only barrier being the fabric of her panties that still clung to her form.

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          “What? Never?” The answer is enough to make him pull his lips away, even if it was for a moment. Really it shouldn’t have taken him by such a blind shock but her innocence was a never ending surprise. In the world of a three star everything was provided, so hobbies and interests were often the forefront of every mind. The life of a no star however, he assumed, was more focused on keeping yourself alive and well fed.

          No matter, he would expand her way of thinking even if it was by a small margin.

          “Then... You have a lot to learn.” With a thumb pressed to her lips, he let it rub against the soft skin before his lips pressed to hers once again. With her still kneeling, he allowed his knees to brace against the edge of the bed as he leaned more towards her. It was the only way to keep their proximity close, given the vast difference in their sizes even now. “I was your first, wasn’t I?” 

          Gasps for breath between their lips meeting, his hands would wander, taking in every curve and dip in her form that he had memorized by now. She couldn’t touch him but he intended to take every advantage out of her situation, as she had agreed to. Hands pushing themselves beneath her breasts, he gave them both a firm squeeze and pushed his tongue into her mouth. How long could she manage to keep herself upright? That was the real question.

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          “If you start to tingle, or lose sensation, you’re to tell me at once.” It was as though he was scolding a child, the way he gave the ropes binding her legs one final tug to ensure they were in a comfortable position. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, quite the opposite, he knew that she would say something just not in a serious way. However it seemed that she was taking the whole situation much better than he had originally planned for, not one ‘perverted old man’ joke tossed his way. 

          Leaving her there to kneel, he let his shirt slide off his shoulders where he folded it on the end of the bed. On his heels he turned and wandered back to the closet, rummaging around for a moment or two in the dark. Building anticipation or unable to make up his mind? A bit of both, but she could think he was entirely prepared for this situation and wasn’t just making it up on the spot based on what knowledge he had. 

          Finally, he emerged, with a black bag in hand which was deposited on the floor just at the end of the bed. He was cautious, and even the most unknowing of observers could tell in his slow movements. “Mako,” He began, hands outstretched to cup her cheeks in his large palms and tilt her gaze up to meet his. “Have you ever imagined something like this? I don’t think I ever asked, fantasy is not a normal subject.” Her gaze fully controlled by him now, he leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips.

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          “Mh,” An indistinct grunt of agreement was given, the rope that had wound itself across her mid and between her chest coming to tie at the mid of her back. Thin wrists taken in his own, he attached her arms together at a comfortable level just tight enough to prevent her from taking them away from their position. HE knew that he was being much more careful than normal, that he was cautious, but this was not a time to be reckless. There was too much pride in his self control.

          With the last of his first rope used up on her arms and chest, the second rope was taken from the pile that he had set on the end of the bed. For now her underwear would be left on, one of her legs bent as he tied it in a kneeling position tightly to prevent any movement outside wiggling. The next leg of course followed suit in a similar fashion of knots and ties, each with their own rope in use. 

          Out of his shell he was slowly pushing, a comfortable and knowledgeable rhythm developed by the time her second leg was tied and she lay splayed on the bed in a kneeling position. She could fall over of course, and she could likely close her legs, but not without difficulty. “Comfortable?”

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          Clearing his throat, he was ready to dodge that question and he intended to do so as much as he could. Yes, he had a very good idea of what he wanted to be called but putting words to it didn’t seem to be so easy. His focus turned to her bra where he unclasped it and let her breasts fall free, rough calloused hands brushing against the milky soft skin. 

          “We can worry about that later,” He would state, brushing off the topic and turning its focus to easier subjects. One soft squeeze given to her chest before he picked up the rope and evened it out in his hands. Once both sides matched up, he wrapped the rope around her midsection and up in the form of a harness. “I feel as if that might add more complications to this situation. Best to take it slow. What I intend to do is tie your hands behind your back first, then your legs. Tell me if it gets to be too tight.”

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          “Good to know that you pay attention to some things.” Was that a joke? The way his tone presented it seemed to be, glancing up at her as the roll of rope was dropped onto the edge of the bed. A hand outstretched, if she chose to take it, would begin to pull the top up and over her head. “Yellow, and I will pause. Red, and I will stop. I don’t intend to push your limits today, but if all you have done in the past was simple it will likely be an experience.”

          Given her permission, he would then move on to her skirt, pulled off along with the shirt and tossed to the side leaving only what she had beneath. “I won’t go past what is comfortable for you.”