How could a loving God cause such agony?~

In character private pokemon rp account. No minors, 18+. I will be posting explicit and NSFW content. If you know me no you don't 🩵

[leathalreflection]

Hm, I suppose I should introduce myself. You can call me 💙 or Mirror. I'll be using She/they pronouns here... but don't assume you know what my gender is~ I can be aaaanything you want me to be, dear ;) 🎶

I hope to see more of you all, darlings.

[leathalreflection]

:{ A video post is embedded!! }:

The video starts in what is most assuredly a hotel room, that blank warm clean slate that feels as if it could never have been truly lived in. If it weren't for the glasses and the hair it might be difficult to recognize the woman setting up the camera as 💙, the deep red of her lips, the complex eyeshadow, and the careful contour do wonders to change the silhouette just enough. She smiles, something dark behind her eyes as she turns the focus around, seemingly releasing the poryphone to get a better angle on its own.

The sanitized feeling of the room makes the scene all the more shocking. A young man lies with his chest on the ground, his arms tied behind his back with a shimmering red ribbon. Several pillows are shoved under his abdomen, raising his ass up in the air. As we hear the click of heels on the laminate floor the camera gives us a better view of our ‘captive’, his upper face covered with more of this ribbon, quite carefully placed both to conceal his vision, but also his identity to the viewer. His breath is already shallow, shaking. He whimpers and flinches away from the sound of 💙's heels coming closer, now in frame. 

“You asked for this?” Her voice is deep and authoritative, washing over the scene. It's hard to tell if it's meant to be rhetorical, as a few moments go by, whimpers being the only reply. 

She seems to be displeased by this, and she steps on the man, digging her heel harshly between his shoulder blades and getting a cry of pain in response. “I asked you a question.” The words are as biting as the spike bearing down on the man. 

“Yes, yes,” the man is pleading, tears seen slowly soaking into the soft red fabric. “I asked, I-” He gasps, another noise of pain breaking through. “I want it.”

💙’s heel stays there a bit longer, as if contemplating, before finally relenting with a satisfied hum. The man's breathing is ragged, and his hands flex uselessly around nothing. There's a flash of red light and a new clacking and shuffling noise just off screen, and the man tenses, his breathing getting shallow. 

A ponyta, the smaller Galarian variety, curiously steps into frame, snuffling at the back and leg of the unnamed man. It seemed interested, its ears perked forward and snorting gently as its large cock started to unfurl.from its sheath. The air on his skin seems to alarm the man, and it almost seems like he tries to flinch away, though his position leaves little he can do.

“Wait, hold on, I-” 💙 had taken advantage of the man's distracted state, kneeling now in front of him, her scarlet dress pulled up just enough to expose her small cock. It made short work of silencing any complaints, sliding into the man's mouth like it was what he was made for. His frightened misgivings fizzled into whimpers as 💙 began to thrust gently into his mouth, her hands threading through his hair to keep him in place. 

The sound of 💙’s tongue clicking is all the encouragement that the ponyta needed to join in on the fun, mounting the whimpering man and thrusting it's hips, trying to find purchase. It takes only a few thrusts before he seems to hit home, sinking in deeper than it seems possible. The man makes a muffled sound, a cry or a moan or something between them as he's stretched so suddenly. He gets no chance to adjust as the ponyta fucks him deep and hard, trying to get deeper with each thrust. 

Luckily one unluckily for the man the scene doesn't last long. With a few final thrusts the ponyta seizes up, it's throbbing cock filling the man with every pulse. 💙 Speeds up as well, chasing her pleasure with no regard to the man's twitching or moaning. Just as 💙 goes over her edge, sinking as deep as she can I to the man's mouth with a deep and satisfied moan, the ponyta pulls out, cum and other fluids dripping down the man's legs and pooling on the floor. 

💙 Pulls back out, both of their breathing ragged, and they take just a moment to catch their breath. She pats his cheek and her voice is teasing and satisfied as she speaks:

“See? Now that wasn't so bad was it?”~

:{ End Transcript }:

[leathalreflection]

Healthy relationship this, red flag that, toxic attachment nonsense. These people sound so exhausting, not to mention boring. What's the point if you're always talking and never doing.

[leathalreflection]

I feel I'm going insane walking in circles like this. I think it's time I remind myself what it is I can do. I'm going out tonight.

[deliriumhourglass]

have fun darling!! cheering you on! 💕

[leathalreflection]

Well with such a cute little mouse cheering me on how could I possibly not succeed.~

[leathalreflection]

Healthy relationship this, red flag that, toxic attachment nonsense. These people sound so exhausting, not to mention boring. What's the point if you're always talking and never doing.

[leathalreflection]

I feel I'm going insane walking in circles like this. I think it's time I remind myself what it is I can do. I'm going out tonight.

[leathalreflection]

Healthy relationship this, red flag that, toxic attachment nonsense. These people sound so exhausting, not to mention boring. What's the point if you're always talking and never doing.

[gazeldhazel]

i feel like making your pokemon fight is way more unethical than what you *should* be doing with your pokemon. hm? what? oh, um. what *should* you be doing with your pokemon..? um.. like.. um.. i mean.. cuddling n stuff.. obviously.. what did you think i meant..

[cyber-newtype]

(in the middle of a heartfelt conversation, with concerning sincerity) and dont forget that I am evil, and that my death will be announced with singing in the streets

[misscaptor]

I like the idea of chaining you to a radiator, maybe because I find it kind of romantic? Its just so classic. The desperate, whimpering captive handcuffed to pipes that wont go anywhere, no matter how much you writhe.

The radiator has the added benefit of burning you a bit if you get too close and keeping you just a bit too warm. I think your hair being plastered against your forehead with sweat above your wild, angry eyes would make a really beautiful photo, don't you? It would make you look totally disheveled. Downright raunchy, if you ask me.

I don't have a radiator here, that's why you're chained to the support pillar most of the time. Basements have their benefits, and are nearly as classic as the radiator, but its just so cold. Like temperature wise, brr! glad I don't have to sleep down here, but also vibes wise I conceptualize myself as a warmer sort of kidnapper. Does that make sense? Do you think Im a warm kidnapper? Be honest.

[apjvff]

Remember the Golden Rule: Treat others the way you want to treat them.

[corpsecoded-deactivated20250106]

in the club getting psychosexual

[sovietunion]

[deliriumhourglass]

hostage video is an interesting premise i haven't considered before...

[leathalreflection]

To be honest I'm surprised that that isn't something we have done already all things considered.

[deliriumhourglass]

we need to step up our game clearly there are still territories left unexplored

[leathalreflection]

How long do you think it would take your husband to figure out of it was a legitimate tape or not?

[deliriumhourglass]

hostage video is an interesting premise i haven't considered before...

[leathalreflection]

To be honest I'm surprised that that isn't something we have done already all things considered.

[antitech]

(me flirting) are you thinking of hurting yourself or others?

[dogpuppy]

[terminaltalisman]

[bunnymedley]

you should have sex with your pokemon unprotected in public- (remembers sex isnt real and was made up by rabbits) i mean you and your pokemon should Go All Out! and Show the Real Power of Friendship! unprotected in public

[boxheadpaint]

bad news: as expected your waifish white hair boy has passed away in a terrible and gruesome manner. Good news is we brought him back but because this is against the natural order of things he has gone nasty style