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[ofsinners]

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alvin bartlett / 45  - fc jeremy renner  tate miller / 34 - fc aaron taylor johnson harris oliver / 30 - fc nicholas hoult  james clark / 39 - fc henry cavill

Over 21+ only.

rules are here and kinks are here

[in-de-cent-deactivated20240805]

In only two nights with Tate, Celia had grown used to this disdain on his features. She wondered if that was what he liked, to feel like he hated her, to feel like she was useless to him. Most of the men like different things. Some wanted to be useless to her, others wanted her enthusiastic and slutty. Tate approached with a certain sense of condescension, like he needed to look down on her with every choice he made, even literally, as he instructed her to her knees and waited in front of her with his pants open. "I can do most things without instruction," she answered quietly, trying not to let the bitter tone in her voice show and sticking to soft obedience instead. Celia pulled herself toward him with his belt loops, then took his length in her hand and gently licked the underside of it, from base to tip, before moving back down to do it again, in a new spot, and thoroughly wet him with her tongue.

[ofsinners]

He resisted a smirk when he heard the twinge of bitterness in her voice, head tilting though he said nothing. Did he like to degrade her just a little? Most certainly. After all, she was a prostitute. Not exactly a respectable profession. He was going to prompt her again, but she moved without instruction, using his jeans to pull herself closer, before finally taking his cock in her small hand. He let out an approving hum when her tongue stroked along the length of him, once and then again. It was definitely a sight to watch. Any woman on her knees was a sight to behold. "That's a good girl." He murmured, giving her a small pat on the head, knowing it would rile her.

[forbidesire]

Ivana was so blind with fear, that she didn't notice the small smirk on his lips, or how easy on the eyes he looked. In another circunstance, she'd barely be talking to him, blushing so hard that the only reaction she'd have was giggling like a little girl. She didn't listen to the tone in his voice, all she heard was disappointment and danger. She stopped breathing at his question, eyes widening at how blunt he was with her. "N-no... But I know how to give a hand job", she was shaking, of fear and anger. Why did her father do this to her? If she survived this, she was sure she'd never be able to forgive him for this.

"I'm sorry. Please, don't hurt me...", she pleaded, "I'll do anything you ask, I'm a quick learner, sir"

[ofsinners]

"That will do." For now. He nodded, impressed that she'd even offered up that information. He'd thought perhaps she'd simply keep begging to be let go or something, but he was mildly impressed. "I won't hurt you, if you do what I say, and do your best to take care of my needs." That was only partially true. He wouldn't hurt her for no reason, but he had certain tastes that would need to be fulfilled. He did like that she insisted that she was a quick learner. That would bode well for her.

"Show me then." He said expectantly, peering down at her with a look of impatience.

[forbidesire]

She could feel the urge to cry harder after his warning, her whole world falling apart, and Ivana was at the mercy of some stranger her father owned money. She swallowed her crying, her doe eyes falling to the ground, she wrapped her arms around herself, feeling silly that she didn't know what to do with her hands. A small attempt to hold herself together.

Ivana flinched a bit at the touch of his hand, not expecting the warm touch. She looked up at his question, and saw nothing but the dark fabric of his trousers. She raiser her gaze upper and then shook her head. "N-not much...", she sniffled, her heart racing faster, "I had a boyfriend, we're going to wait... But he cheated on me", she pursed her lips. All of her friends had much more experience at this than her, but then she had to have these romantic ideas of waiting for the right one... She had the feeling she'd never meet them now.

[ofsinners]

It wasn't often that Tate took alternative's to cash repayments. But when he'd been shown a picture of Ivana, he had agreed to make an exception, and the man had just seemed so willing to offer her up. It was almost sad.

A small smirk when she realized her eyes were level with the bulge of his pants, waiting for her answer. He wasn't sure which way he wanted it to go - either had their own merits. An experienced woman meant he could simply lay back and let her do all the work, which was perfect after a long day. However, there was something special about a girl who was inexperienced, opening their world up... "That's a shame." Though his tone revealed that he didn't really think so. "So you don't know how to give a blow job?" He was blunt, not beating around the bush.

[forbidesire]

The brunette couldn't hold back the tears , it seemed that the more she objected to this, the angrier the strange in front of her seemed. She was still procesing what was going on to her. One moment she's at home, minding her own business, and then on the next second, Ivana was delivered like some type of payment, by her own father. Oh, how she had begged him to stop the gambling anf put himself together. She should have known better than to believe he could be stronger than his addiction.

Ivana was about to protest again, but changed her mind when the stranger took a step foward. Her instinct kicked in and she did what was she told to, still pleading with her gaze.

[ofsinners]

Tate had made a lot of money over the years, and sometimes he loaned that money to people when they were in a tough spot. What they didn't realize was that by dealing with him, they were putting themself in an even worse position. Tate did not take kindly having things owed to to him, and when debts were due, he expected them to be paid.

Hence why the brunette was now his, temporarily or permanently he wasn't sure yet. Time would tell. "Tears won't help you." He warned, a hand coming to sit on her head as she sank to her knees. "Now tell me. How much sexual experience do you have?"

[missperfectlyfinewrites]

Brooke was very capable of being a brat. Infact, she'd been called it a few times, and sometimes she was likely to agree that it was true. But even she knew when to stop and when to push, and this was a time to give in. She set her drink down onto the counter and slunk down onto the floor, on her knees, toying with her skirt.

Blue hues trailed up his legs, to his abdomen, before settling on his face, surprisingly obediently, waiting for his next order.

[ofsinners]

There was a moment of pause in which Tate wasn't sure exactly what way this was going to go. Fingers worked his belt buckle, pulling it free from the loops around his waist, waiting to see if he would need to use it for discipline. However, it seemed not, at least not immediately. So he folded it, setting it on the counter alongside Brooke's drink. "That's a good girl." He murmured, before working the zipper of his pants, semi-hard cock slipping free. "Now you can open your mouth."

[in-de-cent-deactivated20240805]

It wasn't her first time with Tate. He'd paid for her once before. He had rougher kinks, loose morals, a taste for things that left Celia a little bit uncomfortable. But beggars couldn't be choosers. She didn't have the kind of connections or set up girls could have in these circumstances, not someone to stand threateningly outside the door or a bookkeeper to make sure her limits were followed. She pretended but it was all just her. One girl trying to escape her family's odd, puritanical view on women having a future and this was the way. On her knees for a man she barely knew, for money she could faster this way than anything else. Celia did as he asked, getting on her knees on the mattress with quiet obedience.

[ofsinners]

He wasn't exactly fond of how...useless Celia was. If he was paying for sex, he wanted it to be good sex. After all, he could easily pick up a young woman in a bar and take her home, risking the woman being inexperienced and disappointing in the bedroom. And yet here he was, using his time on Celia. The only good part about her being so inexperienced was that he could shape her into what he liked. A hum left his lips when she sank to her knees, looking up at him. Fingers undid his belt, pulling it free of the loops and setting it aside should he need it later, before undoing his fly and freeing his semi-hard cock. "Surely you can do this without instruction?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

[mumuxinstitute]

❝Right, right❞ she said, her blue eyes looking into his for a few seconds before slowly kneeling down, not taking her eyes off him for a moment. ❝And now?❞

[ofsinners]

A hum left his lips when she asked what next, his eyebrow slowly lifting. "How about you get creative." He directed, though his tone made it clear it wasn't a suggestion.

[agoreydemise]

one of those hole-in-the-wall gloryholes where you lay down and the wall covers you at the waist, but being forced into it. legs spread, raised and restrained, but arms fully free to move so you can bang on the walls and scream all you want while you get fucked, but can't really do anything

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[ofsinners]

open to: females relationship: any

"On. Your. Knees." His tone was strict; he wasn't going to say it again. A step forward reiterated how serious he was, Tate not against handing out punishment if it was necessary. However, he wasn't particularly in the mood for that kind of exertion if he didn't have to. He had plenty of other things in mind that he would rather indulge in tonight.

[xxmoralnutcase-archive-blog]

i want a smut thread where dancing in a club turns to fucking on the side against a wall.

[omwb1234]

Unfortunately, I woke up fantasizing about tugging on a leash while doing unspeakably violating things to your throat and tongue. Maybe you can help me out with that?

[fantasyofa-censored-switch-deac]

Okay but allowing subs to perform oral as a form of reward is so hot. You’ve been good so I will allow you to pleasure me, and you’re gonna thank me

[kinkyy]

inevitcble​:

intense slightly fucked scenarios to consider

you just won me with the highest bid @ an underground prostitution/trafficking ring auction, now what????

your dad owes me a shit ton of money so i kidnap you (his kid) as leverage to make sure i get what i want but hey… now i kinda want you instead

PLOT TWIST: your dad owes me a shit ton of money so he offers you up instead and i take him up on it 

MAIL ORDER FOREIGN BRIDE

i’m with my friends and you come home late dressed like a slut so why don’t i fuck you like one in front of all of them to teach you a lesson

[kinkyy]

cntrolmeindie​:

some taboo/nsfw plots id like to do:

muse a is an alien who has abducted muse b to study humanity. intimately. basically emotionless violation for sake of science, with muse a fingering and gaping and putting toys inside of muse b, putting them on a fucking machine, etc. to test their reactions while clinically taking notes through all of it. 

more brainwashing threads, specifically with one muse training the other, maybe at a facility/farm, somewhere where people are taken to be trained into perfect sex slaves and then sold off. 

muse a finds muse b in an alley behind the garbage cans. They’ve already been fucked in every hole, and now they’re plugged up with whatever objects their assailants had found (beer bottles, etc.) with a post-it on their head reading: free holes. muse a decides to take them home and make them their holes exclusively. 

public breeding

muse b thinks they’re in a loving, vanilla relationship (but for some reason, keeps waking up sore) only to find out that muse a has been drugging them and then filming them being played with/fucked, to a very lucrative audience who wants more content. 

[reluctantcockslut]

I fantasize about being drugged and taken from a busy bar, so quick nobody notices. As I slip into unconsciousness, my arms and legs are bound in the back of a windowless van. 

I wake up sometime later, groggy and confused. I gradually become aware that I can’t move, my naked body bound tight and my legs spread with a frogtie. My mouth is forced open, drool dripping down my chin. Something is pushed against my clit. It spreads my cunt lips wide and presses tight, almost painfully. Becoming more aware, terror spreads through my body and I try to scream. It comes out a gurgled growl and I hear a laugh off to the side. 

I have no time to react. Suddenly, my blurry vision is obscured and a cock slides into my mouth. The gag prevents me from fighting it and my weak scream cuts short. The cocks hits the back of my throat and forces past it, staying in place while I gag and struggle. 

“Definitely needs throat training.” I don’t know the voice at all, I think distantly. Tears steam down my face and drool spills out of the sides of my mouth. The cock withdraws and then slams back in, over and over.  

“No time like the present, right?” The same voice. Not the same voice? I can’t tell. I can’t think. It’s not the same voice. I don’t understand what’s happening. I’m still groggy and the terror is shutting my brain down as my throat is raped with no way to escape. 

The object pressing on my clit is a vibrator and it turns on suddenly at full power. I instinctively try to pull away but can’t. My clit begins to respond, hardening and throbbing against the plastic. I can’t fight it. 

The assault on my throat continues as drool covers my tits and stomach. My nose presses into my rapist’s groin, his cock twitching deep in my throat while I gag. An orgasm rips through me while his cum floods my throat and I choke, drool and cum bubbling out around his cock. He thrusts a few more times and pulls out, stepping outside of my line of sight. I cough, sobbing, desperately trying to swallow the cum on my throat.  

There’s almost no chance to breathe before another cock is in my mouth, this one thicker than the last. The vibrator continues buzzing on my sensitive clit.

“Welcome to your new home, cunt,” a third voice says. “Don’t worry, we’re going to take very good care of you.”