just jack

jackson turner - 24 - slave - masochist [ nsfw blog // rope & blood rpg ]

[roxannexmartin]

Her breathing was all over the place, enough explanation as to why she was gasping as she kissed him. Now on her back, it easier for her to wrap her legs around him, so she did; curling both legs around him so that she could feel more of his skin against her own. He was warm and safe, and was making her feel all kinds of pleasure that she had almost forgotten her body could experience. Jack’s grip on her hips tightened, and her stomach quickly clenched because she knew what was coming. He slid his cock inside her and she inhaled a shaky moan, clutching on to his ass to push him in deeper until he was fully inside. She didn’t really have a single coherent thought in her head, and the moment Jack began rocking his hips against her, Roxanne could have sworn that her mind went completely blank. “Oh, fuck.” Her toes curled and she gripped every inch of him even tighter, one hand still buried in his hair and without realising she began pulling on every strand. Her own hips gained a mind of their own and she bucked them up against him, creating a brand new rhythm between their bodies. Breathing erratically, she moaned loudly again and begged for more. “Harder… please.” She made sure to say, if only just to boost his ego because he seemed to like it when she complied the first time. In all honesty she probably had less than a minute left in her, and she was desperate to make the last seconds as mind-blowing for the both of them as possible.

[jack-turner-blog]

Jack pushed against Roxanne more as he felt her legs wrap around his body. Their skin was hot against one another’s and he sighed with pleasure. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so free with his actions. Everything he did was his choice as well as her’s. They were connected on an entirely new level now and they shared a new closeness. Jack could feel his partner’s body reacting against his own and he knew it was time. Roxanne’s body beneath him squirmed and tightened only turning him on more and he pushed himself deeper inside her. Jack’s hands roamed over Roxanne’s body now, finding her chest. God her skin was so soft to the touch. His thumbs toyed with her nipples until they were hard enough to pinch. Jack couldn’t help but smile at Roxanne’s request. He certainly wouldn’t hold back now that she asked him. His lips turned upward in a small smirk as he leaned closer toward her, his lips hovering just above hers. Gripping the woman’s hip tighter with his free hand, he thrust himself into her harder. The new pace he set wasn’t only harder, but faster––he slammed into her again and again, groaning with pleasure. Feeling himself nearly ready to come, his entire body quivered. “Fuck,” he breathed against her lips. “I’m so fucking close.”

[roxannexmartin]

Roxanne slid her hands up the front of his thighs and stroked his skin all the way around until she reached his ass and gave him a short, sharp slap on one cheek. She groaned with him in her mouth, making sure to push him to the back of her throat to take in as much of him as she could. After a few seconds, she quickened her pace, leaving her breathing for her nose while she let him fuck her mouth. Her hands grasped his ass and she held him steady to keep her rhythm going. Roxanne could only keep this up for so long, and pulled away to take a breath, keeping her hand working up and down his length. She could already feeling him quickly approaching bursting point because his body was tensing with every touch, and knew she would have to stop soon if she wanted him to fuck her like she had planned. Looking up at him again while she continued to stroke his member, she spoke softly. “Where d’you want me? Bent over those boxes,” she nodded her head over to the corner, “or against the wall?”

[jack-turner-blog]

Jack flinched when he felt Roxanne slap his behind, his lips parting with a small gasp of surprise. He quickly looked back down at her as a small smile tugged at his lips. The slave bet she could be pretty feisty is she wanted to. When she moaned around him, the vibrations from her voice around his cock made him shiver. His fingers slipped down to Roxanne’s hair, gently fisting in it as she kept her steady pace. Jack couldn’t keep himself from trembling as he felt Roxanne take his entire length into her mouth. “Jesus, Rox,” he panted. The way her tongue worked over the tip of his cock and the way her cheeks hollowed and sucked made his entire body shake and shiver. As soon as he felt himself getting close, Roxanne was off of him and her mouth was replaced with her hand. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying but he knew what they’d be doing in a few moments would be worth it. Jack eyes trailed down to look at the woman’s and he licked his lips. The options were limited given the space they had, but he could make it work easily––he’d been left with worse. He looked around the small, dark room before answering quickly. “Up against the wall.”

[michaelxryland-blog]

Impulsive Behavior ||Michael && Jack

[michaelxryland-blog]

Bored easily? Michael would need to be up on his game then. Of course he was completely sauced at the moment, so he would be lucky if he could think properly to really do anything worthwhile. Hopefully, the few shots Jack had would make it easier for the other to be okay with whatever happened. And that was disgusting thought but Michael was too hammered to care.

“Is that so?” He hummed,  nosing the side of Jack’s face. He took the younger male’s earlobe in his mouth sucking on it for a bit before nipping it with his teeth. “I bet you would look real good in my bed,” he purred in his ear,  his hand languidly tracing shapes on the other’s skin. Yes, Jack would look amazing in his bed, under him panting and moaning his name… The very thought had him inhaling sharply the image in his mind so vivid. He smirked and stood. He pulled the other their feet too and went back to the canopy. “You know what?“ He said looking the other, trying not to fall over from his sudden fast movements. He grabbed his messenger bag and stuffed his few things back in it. "I get the whole fucking on the beach as something romantic but fuck that. I have a perfectly good bed at my place and it’s only a short walk from here. Grab you things and let’s go.” He started to slip on his sandals and almost fell again. His balance wasn’t worth shit at the moment, but that was okay. He would be fine once they go into his bed and they were horizontal. 

[jack-turner-blog]

“Mhm,” he hummed softly, leaning into the other’s touch. Jack felt his cheeks grow warm when Michael sucked on the soft spot on his ear. He was drunker than he thought if he was blushing over something so simple. He quietly hoped the other wouldn’t notice and took a shaky breath in hopes of calming himself down. The breath in his throat hitched when he felt the man bite him, and he suppressed a soft moan by biting his lower lip. When the older man’s breath washed against his skin, he felt himself shiver. “I guess we’ll see...” he replied weakly. He could have sworn he felt himself sinking into the sand as Michael’s finger traced his skin so softly. The evening was going to be more interesting than he originally thought. 

When Michael stood up, Jack was pulled up along with him. The slave wobbled for a moment, trying to keep his balance on the soft, uneven surface of the sand. It seemed Michael was trying to do the same and all Jack could do was chuckle as he stumbled around. “Don’t forget that whiskey.” he teased. The younger man didn’t have anything other than the shirt he’d been wearing and quickly grabbed it sliding it back over his head lazily nearly got lost trying to put it on. He finally fit the shirt over his head and slipped his arms through. As Michael nearly fell over putting on his shoes, Jack couldn’t help but laugh out loud and followed him from the canopy. Thankfully, his place was close. He couldn’t wait to see him try and open his front door. Walking towards Michael he grinned and tried to help him steady himself. “You alright there, handsome?”

[ashesxoftheinnocent]

“No one deserves any of the punishments, Jack.” Hollis told him wiht a shake of his head. The moment they were all given the title of ‘slave’ their worth went out the window to everyone that worked in the house and majority of the citizens in Sterling. And that angered Hollis. They were still people. Not items. Not toys. People. He heard the others comment and he smiled softly, “You’ll feel that way for a while, probably.” Hollis was pretty salty after his first punishment, “Can I ask what you did to 'deserve’ this?” Hollis asked, his curiosity getting the best of him.

[jack-turner-blog]

Jack nodded as Hollis reassured him. The older man was right, he hadn’t deserved it and never would deserve it. They were people like anyone else and should have been treated better. He hadn’t chosen this life for himself, it was chosen for him. However, wouldn’t care to admit he’d learned his lesson. Jack moved the ice around his body to all the sore spots, biting his lip in discomfort as he hit something tender. If he was honest, he’d had it just about as bad a few times living with foster parents. “A trainer caught me sneaking out,” he shrugged. “And I guess he took it as a challenge when I said my grandmother hit harder than he did.” Jack chuckled to himself and let the icepack settle on his cheek for a moment. “I promise this isn’t as bad as it looks, I just bruise like a peach.” he assured Hollis with a small smile. 

[scarlett-kovshevnikova]

“Sexy? Really?” She grinned at him, “So if I started talking fluent Russian you’d find it sexy without understanding any of it? Interesting.” Scarlett frowned slightly, “it was very important. And also none of your business.” She laughed and looked where he gestured, raising an eyebrow slightly, “Well, not a bad choice, are your standards so low?” She teased.

[jack-turner-blog]

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “I’d just hope you’d say something sexy instead of just random words though.” Jack raised his brows and looked at the phone Scarlett was holding again. He raised his hands defensively when she frowned. “Relax, I was only kidding.” When Scarlett teased him, the smile on his face widened again. “If I had a real choice,” he looked down at his wrists pointedly and chuckled. “My standards would be much higher.” 

[lilyxxdoe]

“If you get some they might just make you wear it around to show everyone. In which case I’d totally have to visit to see it.” she joked. “I’ll see what I can do, you know, with my like one connection from my brand new job.”

[jack-turner-blog]

“I honestly would not be surprised if they did.” he laughed. “Just make sure you make the one count. I’m going to be very upset if I don’t get my free lingerie.”

[jack-turner-blog]

Christmas Cheer || Cate & Jack

[dominic-diaz-deactivated2016060]

Snitch? No, that would be completely stupid. “And tell them what exactly? That I found Buddy the Elf on the beach? Do you think that would get a free ride out of this town? I wonder if mental institutions would be easier to get out of.” She held up her wrist. “I’m a slave too. I’m new. I would hardly think telling on you would be a good idea.” She followed his gaze to the sky and rolled her eyes. “Is this what normal people do on Christmas Eve? Drink and stare at the sky?” She stood up grabbing the bottle again from between them. “I understand that this is a gift but if you want to see it again, you’ll follow me.” She started backing away slowly. “I want to get drunk and dance.”

[jack-turner-blog]

Jack sighed and let out a soft chuckle. It was pretty amusing the way she rambled on. She was defensive in everywhere possible, even when there wasn’t an argument to be had. It was certainly easy to get this girl wound up and Jack liked it. They would get along just fine. He shrugged and wiggled his fingers through the sand to play with it. He continued to stare out at the water as he listened. When she mentioned a mental institution, he shook his head and laughed. “Probably.” he answered honestly. “At least you’re not considered someone’s valuable property.”

When the girl held up her wrist, he looked over at her and examined her. She was cuffed just like he was. Jack was by no means surprised by her unveiling the fact she was a slave. It seemed as though everyone and their mothers around here were slaves. The slave rolled his eyes. “Who gives a shit about normal people?” he said, slightly annoyed. Admittedly, she had ruined the relaxation part of his evening. When she grabbed the bottle and started walking off, Jack groaned. He stood up staggering toward her frowning. “Dance? With no music?” he grumbled, beginning to follow her. “Maybe you should be in a crazy house.”

[roxannexmartin]

Roxanne’s body began to tremble against his touch. God, she was so wet, and so close to reaching her orgasm, it was taking all she had in her not to let go right now. It wasn’t just his fingers rubbing against her clit, but the sound of his voice in her ear and the way he touched her and kissed her that was turning her on so much. His fingers slowly left her warmth and she stifled her own sounds by locking her lips on to his. With her hand still bunched in his hair, she let her tongue explore his mouth again, and by now she felt as though she were getting to know his mouth pretty well. Roxanne was easy to roll on to her back, mostly because she was so small, but also because she was willing for Jack to stay in control. Right now, him being in charge was incredibly sexy. Her fingers were still grasping his hair, keeping him close, and she kissed him again. She pulled back and pressed her forehead against his - his cock was teasingly close to her entrance and she bit down hard on her bottom lip to stop herself from making a sound. Her gaze flickered up to meet his and she eyed him with anticipation, her mouth slightly open. She moved one hand down to hold his ass, still staring up at him as she did so. “Fuck me please, Jack.” She repeated, waiting for him to make the move she wanted him to.

[jack-turner-blog]

Roxanne certainly knew how to kiss and Jack appreciated it greatly. When she kissed him again, he found himself swallowing up her sounds of arousal. If he had more patience he might have told her how wonderful the moans that were parting with her lips sounded. She was so hot gasping and trembling against him, he loved having this effect someone and it only increased his own pleasure. Her lips were soft and wet against his as he explored her with his tongue, her hands in his hair only encouraging him to continue. Roxanne corrected herself, so Jack wasted no time in rewarding her. After all, she had asked so nicely and he was just as eager as she was. He tightened his grip on her hips as he steadied himself above her. It was easy to slide himself inside her wet slit and he moaned in pleasure at the sensation. She was slick and tight around his cock as he thrust his entire length into her. Now it was his turn to tremble. They were both already so close and he could feel it. “Fuck,” he breathed shakily, bracing himself with his arms on either side of her. He rocked his hips back and forth at a slow pace, easing her into the new sensation and rubbing himself against her clit. Each small movement she made only increased his pleasure and his hands fisted around the sheets of her bed. Jack knew his patience would get the better of him and it wouldn’t be long before he was slamming into her roughly, his body aching for a release.

[roxannexmartin]

She made fast work of his belt and tugged both his jeans and pants down to the floor, leaving him bare from the waist down. The thought of being caught excited her; that, and the fact that they would probably have to make this quick, and she was definitely in the hard and fast mood right now. “Maybe next time we do this I’ll let you come in my mouth.” She gave him a coy look and leaned in to kiss the juncture of his thigh, then moved to the top of his cock, before trailing her open mouth all the way down to the tip. Her tongue circled the tip and she wasted no time in sliding him into her mouth, holding him still for a couple of seconds before pulling back and repeating the same motion again. 

[jack-turner-blog]

When Jack was finally bare from the waist down, he shivered at the feeling of the cool air rushing against him. He looked back at the door once last time before closing his eyes and leaning himself entirely against the wall, allowing himself to focus on the sensation of her around his cock. Jack knew how lucky he was to have this, especially after not getting caught the first time. Either the House was down on it’s watch, or he’d gotten much better at hiding it. When Roxanne finally spoke he grinned and looked back down at her. His eyes had finally adjusted to the darkness and he noticed her coy smile. “I can’t wait till next time.” he smirked. She finally took him in her mouth and fuck, his mind drew a blank. Fuck, she felt so good around his cock. Her lips worked slowly over his length he groaned with pleasure, the slick interior of her mouth aroused him even more.

[wild-clairebishop]

Claire pulled away again, her lip pulling away from his teeth with a wet pop that made her smirk.  God he was good with his mouth … Her smirk widened.  “You want me to cut you loose?  You’ll just have to do one more favor for me and then you can fuck me.”  She sat up a little and pushed down her panties, bunching the skirt up around her waist as she crawled up his body and sat on his chest.  “Eat me out.”

[jack-turner-blog]

Jack groaned in frustration when he felt Claire pull away yet again. He tensed himself against the ropes binding his wrists and sighed. He didn’t answer the question and simply watched her quietly. Of course they’re be a catch, there was always a catch with Claire. Nothing came easy and so wasn’t surprised when she asked for a favor. Jack watched as Claire crawled up his body and licked his lips, his eyes moving down as she undressed herself. He tried his best to move in efforts to accommodate the new weight on his chest. “Yes please.” he agreed with a smirk.

[wild-clairebishop]

“Smart ass.”  She smirked, chuckling lightly.

[jack-turner-blog]

“It wasn’t my idea. I’m just following your orders.”

[jack-turner-blog]

Christmas Cheer || Cate & Jack

[dominic-diaz-deactivated2016060]

Cate scooted closer to him and grabbed the bottle taking a swig. “I can accept the Grinch. We have a lot in common.” She rolled her eyes as he mentioned how he could just ask her the same questions. “You could, I wouldn’t tell you, same as you.” She had stiffened though when he mentioned the House and her eyes followed his to his wrist. “You’re a slave.” She says lamely. “How did you sneak out? And where did you get whiskey?” She says turning towards him snatching the whiskey back from him. 

So far she thinks she’s figured out everything she needs to know about him. She doesn’t need to know his name and he doesn’t need to know her’s. To her, he’s Buddy the Elf and that’s fine for now. What are the odds of running into him again after this. “How long have you been a slave?” She ask folding her legs into indian style and leaving her hands in her lap and placing the bottle back between them.

[jack-turner-blog]

The woman seemed to have a fairly abrasive attitude even after he offered her a drink. Jack didn’t mind so much, especially drunk. He knew he could be the same if he was in a rotten mood. Oddly enough, Jack recognized her cynicism. She reminded him of her when he first arrived at the House months and months earlier. Jack chuckled at the mess of questions she asked him but frowned when she snatched his bottle away from him. He raised his wrists and looked at the cuffs with furrowed brows. “Yup.” The slave sighed and dug his hands into the sand, burying his wrists and hiding his red bands. “Very carefully,” he chuckled. “And I got it as a Christmas present from a friend.” 

It wasn’t necessarily smart telling a perfect stranger all of that. His eyes narrowed for a moment as he looked at the woman. “You’re not going to snitch on me are you?” he asked cautiously. Jack watched as the woman settled herself next to him. He looked back up to the sky and sighed, taking back the bottle. After taking a long swing, he set back the bottle in the sand and leaned back on his elbows. The alcohol had hit him hard this time and it took him a second to create a clear thought. “Long enough.” he answered quietly looking back at the ocean. 

[lilyxxdoe]

“Leopard print, huh? I’ll make sure they put some aside for you then.” she joked. Lily took a breath and nodded, trying to brush it off. “Maybe I can talk them into free stuff for you - free advertising you know.” she mused.

[jack-turner-blog]

“You’re the best.” he grinned. "I’m sure they’d love that up at the House.” he agreed. Jack knew a few people who liked that lacy sort of thing. “Not a bad idea actually.”

[josephine-blake-blog]

“You have no idea. I fear we’re both going down different paths though, unless you’re into the things I have in mind.”

[jack-turner-blog]

“Creepy. I think I’ll pass.”

[jack-turner-blog]

Merry Christmas!

Upon her return to the house Hazel sets out on a mission to drop off all the gifts that she spent the night before making. Thanks to her new friend Julian she was able to make cookies for all the slaves back at the house. Carefully she creep into each of the slave’s bedrooms, dropping off a box of cookies onto each bed.

A sweet for you to enjoy, Merry Christmas. ~Hazel

Jack looked down at the box of cookies on his bed and scratched his head. He certainly deserve a gift from someone he’d been such an ass to but he was thankful nonetheless. Opening the box, he examined the cookies before popping one into his mouth. They were surprisingly good and brought a smile to his face.

[wild-clairebishop]

She rolled her eyes back at Jack.  “Your sarcasm sucks.”  And with that last thought in mind, she did her best to forget that they had even mentioned Clinton.  Claire looked up at his bound hands, watching him pull on the restraints as if he wanted to touch her.  She smirked.  “Did you want something. Jack?  Just ask.”  Claire teased, gently grabbing his chin and kissing him before he had a chance to voice his request.

[jack-turner-blog]

Before he could answer Claire, her lips met with his. The sudden forceful contact made him groan against her mouth. He made the most of the close contact and deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue across her lower lip before tugging at it with his teeth. It was hard to do anymore with his arms secured snug above his head. He could feel the familiar warmth grow in his lower belly as he moved his hips up against Claire’s again.

[wild-clairebishop]

“But I’m asking you, since you offered.”  She smiled.  “Fine, what’s something you could do for me?”

[jack-turner-blog]

“I could give you that slap in the face.” he smirked.