spending the night with your owner, because you haven’t been sleeping well lately, and they know just how to put you to sleep!!
“c’mere pup, let’s get you some melatonin to help you go to bed on time tonight.” you protest, but only slightly - as fun as it is to stay up with your owner, you know you need your rest.
“open up-” they gently hold your jaw as they place the tablet on your tongue, and softly run their fingers through your hair as it dissolves in your mouth, leaving behind a fruity taste.
only moments later, you’re snuggled up against your owner, their chest against your back, as the drowsiness begins to set in. all the while your owner is softly tracing their fingers through your hair and over your skin.
just as you’re on the verge of sleep, you feel their fingers make their way up to your mouth. just a finger or two, gently tracing your lips or softly pressing against your tongue, but not enough to wake you from your sleep-hazed state. you’d much rather stay cozy where you are, nearly drooling over your owner’s fingers at this point.
the fingers in your mouth stop for a moment, but are almost immediately replaced with their other hand, as the first slips under your waistband with slick fingers gliding over your tdick. you let out a small, sleepy gasp at the sensation.
“shhh, it’s alright pup, go back to sleep. i’m only helping, remember?” your owner coos with a gentle kiss to the back of your head. the fingers in your mouth massage gentle circles across your tongue, while the fingers at your crotch gently stroke your tdick, back and forth.
before long, you notice you’ve been softly whining and panting in your sleepy daze. maybe you’ve even began sucking on the fingers in your mouth or rutting against your owner’s hand without realizing. but just as you’ve nearly fallen into a blissful sleep, you feel the fingers that were rubbing against your tdick glide down, and then into your already soaking cunt.
you gasp once more as you feel your owner’s fingers slide into you, gently thrusting and massaging how it feels best. it’s hard to do much in this sleepy state other than whine and moan around the fingers in your mouth.
“shhh, it’s alright pup, relax. there ya go~ such a pretty, sleepy mess-” your owner coos once more as the fingers inside you slow down, just to add their thumb against your tdick. their fingers curl inside you as their thumb massages in circles that feel so good, almost helplessly moaning and drooling over the fingers in your mouth as you cum over your owner’s hand.
“what a good pup~” your owner praises, as they bring their motions to a slow and plant gentle kisses along the back of your head, neck, and shoulders. they hold you tightly against them as you come down from your orgasm, falling asleep in your owner’s arms soon after.
i want someone to train my gag reflex out of me by forcing me to deepthroat bigger and bigger dildos. shoving my mouth down onto one and then clipping my collar to a hook in the floor, long enough for me to bob on the dildo but not enough to escape it. petting my hair and telling me what a good boy i am while i choke and gag around the thick silicone deep in my throat. and every time i finally stop struggling and become still and used to the intrustion, they pull me up by my hair, replace the dildo with a thicker, longer one, and start the process over again.
i want someone to jerk off while they watch me thrash and choke, hands tied behind my back trying to pull off of the dildo, tears rolling down my reddening face, my pleading and begging entirely muffled
feeling them thrusting deep into your throat, their breaths shortening, you can feel them getting more frantic, you're tapping pathetically at their thighs, trying to hold their hips back, but their hand has an iron grip on your hair and effortlessly holds your head locked in place as they piston faster down your sore, stretched throat. You manage to take a breath as they pull back and attempt to get out a "please" but they shove you back down and just say "shh... save your breath... I don't want you to pass out until you feel my knot swell in your mouth and my cum fill your stomach"
You let out a choked sob as they thrust a few more times before grabbing your hair with both hands, pushing you down on their cock, your nose pressed hard against them. You gurgle as panic sets in, trying to shake or turn your head, push away from them, anything to get another breath in, but to no avail. Their knot swells behind your teeth as they shoot a load so deep in your throat that don't even have to swallow.
Now that you're truly stuck on their cock, they release your hair, chuckling, as they watch you, your wrecked body shaking on your knees, your eyes rolled back in your head. Your hands fall from their hips, where your pathetic attempts to push them away had failed, and drop limply next to your sides. Your blurry vision starts to fade to darkness, and the last thing you're aware of before you pass out, is one of their hands petting you gently and the other wiping the tears from your cheek.
Thinking again about forced deepthroating. Really on the more extreme end. Nothing aggressive or violent, just someone taking an extra long dildo and sliding it down my throat slowly but surely. Not necessarily slamming it in, but not accepting any resistance either and just pushing it down until it’s completely inserted no matter how much I gag or drool or struggle.
Then maybe gagging me or taping over it to keep it inside my mouth and throat, making me get up, or even just sit on display at a party while I continuously choke on on ten, fifteen, twenty inches of cock in front of everyone.
So how about a slime creature that grows when it's placed in water?
At least, that's what it said on the website. Or… what you thought it said on the website? The whole thing had been in Latin, you'd had to use a shitty translation app to help you navigate buying the slime.
Which had maybe not been the best idea.
You scratched your head as you peered down into the bathtub. The slime was a luminous blue, utterly mesmerising as it floated in the water. But it had only grown two or three inches, a far cry from the infinitus the website had promised. Had they sent you a dud? What was the store's return policy? Were you gonna have to run the whole stupid thing through the translation app too?
Just the thought made you groan.
"Ugh, I just wanna cum, I don't wanna do more work." Continuing to grumble under your breath, you scooped the slime out of the tub. It was about the size of your palm, an oddly affectionate little creature. You peered at it curiously as it curled around your fingers and wrist.
Okay, now you were, like… two percent less willing to send the slime back.
Bathwater trickled down your bare skin as you headed back to your bedroom. The slime had securely wrapped itself around your wrist—it wasn't cute, it wasn't—so you had to snatch up your lap top one handed and scoot awkwardly back on the mattress until you were reclining on your mountain of plushes and pillows.
You pulled up the site you'd bought the slime from, squinting at the screen where most companies kept a little Contact Us link.
"Who the fuck hosts a website in Latin?"
Who the fuck buys sex toys from a website hosted in Latin? a sensible voice in the back of your mind countered.
Muttering under your breath, you spared a brief moment to be grateful the little slime was moving around, creeping curiously up your arm and into the crook of your elbow. Which was perfect, because that meant you could try and fail to translate this stupid goddamn page with both hands.
You spent the next fifteen minutes alternating between cursing and… Well, no, you were just cursing. And all the while, the little slime was creeping along your skin, tickling down from your arm and across your belly. The touch was cool and slightly sticky, but not unpleasant. You were about to reach over to move it—it slipped passed your bellybutton—when you saw what you were looking for.
"Finally!" You shifted on the mattress, slime forgotten as you clicked the link and began working on translating that. So focused on what you were doing, you didn't notice as the slime moved lower… and lower…
… and lower…
"Eeek!"
The slime had found the entrance to your cunt and was burrowing inside you. Shocked little jolts of pleasure burst through you as you squirmed; you shut your laptop with shaky hands, almost tossing it across the room as your hands dropped to your pussy. The little slime was too quick, though, slipping through your folds and deep into your cunt in a matter of seconds.
And then you didn't want to stop it.
A suprised little moan escaped you as the creatures seemed to twist and turn inside you, rubbing against your walls in the most delicious way. Your earlier irritation dissolved into nothing as arousal took its place, your cunt getting soaked embarrassingly quickly.
Okay, maybe I don't need that return policy after all.
Fuck, the little slime was relentless, writhing around in your cunt that made your hips buck, searching for friction that wasn't to be had. Maybe this could work out if you humped a pillow or—?
The slime was getting bigger.
You hadn't noticed at first, too surprised by what it was doing to take notice of its size. But there was no denying it; the wetter you got, the more the little—or not, at this point—slime seemed to lap it up. And that was when realisation dawned.
Maybe the slime had just needed a different kind of wetness.
The creature was lengthening inside you, thickening in a way that made a delighted cry slip free from your throat without your permission. The wet sounds of your cunt filled the air, the most heavenly, hedonistic accompaniment to your loud moans. Something slick and cool flickered over your clit, sending a rush of pleasure through you as your pussy gushed.
You stared down at yourself, willing the slime to emerge, just for a second, so you could get a look at it. The slime must have easily doubled in size by now, and it showed no signs of slowing down.
It was getting hard to think. Your hands moved up to cup your tits, rolling your nipples and squeezing. Delicious… The slime was pressing into you ever more deeply, seemingly ravenous as it feasted on your wetness. You were edging closer and closer to orgasm, your whole body tightening as the creature played with your clit and the exquisite sensations flooded through you.
"Fuck… oh, fuck… hngh…"
A choked off scream as you came, your eyes rolling back in your head, your entire body thrashing with the force of it. You'd orgasmed like this before a few times, had made a total mess of your bed…
But that wasn't a problem tonight because the slime was absorbing it all.
You felt the creature growing even bigger and you watched, turned on beyond imagining, as you finally saw something wriggling out of your cunt.
Tentacles, you realised. The little slime had grown tentacles. And they were changing colour, going from blue to a deep purple, almost black. They slithered out of your body, the appendages wrapping around your legs and spreading you open further with surprising strength. And all the while, it kept fucking you, relentless, your earlier orgasm seemingly making the creature hungry for more.
Another tentacle crept around over your tummy, feeling your skin curiously and leaving a sticky residue behind. Your eyes widened as you watched the slime bump against your fingers, nuzzling at your tits. Following the wordless command, you let your hands slide down to the bed beneath you. Its touch is gentle, exploratory. There was something about the way the slime moved that made you think it was testing your reactions, studying how your body responded to it cupping your tits and playing with your nipples.
Your moans were near constant by now. The slime seemed to zero in on every erogenous zone, coaxing more wetness from your cunt. A dwindling corner of your mind still capable of rational thought remembered the website's promise that the creature would grow exponentially in the right environment.
Gotta remember to leave a five-star review.
The creature was growing right before your eyes. Whatever it needed, it was getting straight from your soaked cunt. Helplessly little grunts spilled passed your lips as the slime continued to fuck you, its tentacles toying with your nipples and nudging against your asshole only adding to the ecstasy.
"Uh… uh… uh…" Your eyes rolled back as you panted for breath; you didn't think anything had ever fucked you as good, gone in as deep…
The creature shoved itself between your parted lips, not hesitating until it hit the back of your throat. You thrashed at the sudden intrusion, but the tentacles were inhumanly strong. Its limbs held fast to your legs and wound around your arms, keeping you spread open to its ministrations. The slime thickened in your mouth, threatening to cut off your airway, and you didn't think you'd ever felt better.
And so you stopped resisting.
gluk… gluk… gluk…
Your limbs went limp, pliant, as the creature continued fucking you; the tendril probing at your asshole had slipped inside you, stuffing you almost impossibly full. One glance down at your midriff revealed a sizeable bulge, bobbing up and down in time with the slime's thrusts. A delighted, garbled sound slipped passed the tentacle fucking your throat.
gluk-gluk-gluk-gluk-gluk
You'd order the little slime thinking to use it as a sex toy; now, here the creature was using you as its cocksleeve.
The thought sent you over the edge. You came again, so hard and for so long that the world threatened to go dark around you. Body spasming, dark spots dancing in front of your vision, you almost missed the way the creature's tentacles thickened inside you, the force of its thrusts getting even harder and faster.
Was it… Was it going to cum inside of you?
Your whole body erupted in a frenzy of movement. Bucking back against the tentacles fucking you, you squeezed your cunt around the slime, milking its enormous girth with your inner walls. You sucked and slurped at the tendril in your mouth, eagerly bobbing on it and making drool run down your chin and onto your tits.
Make me your cum dump… please, just cum inside me…
The creature seemed to read your mind.
It sped up, fucking you harder and harder, faster and faster, until finally…
Cum gushed into you, the creature returning everything it had taken from you tenfold. You gulped down its cum eagerly; your tummy rounded out as it spurted inside you, filling you to the brim, and leaking out of you as it continued to piston in and out of you.
You didn't know how much time had passed. All you could do was tremble, your whole body aching in the most delicious way. Gradually, the tentacles around your arms and legs and waist released their hold on you. The slime, you realised mournfully, was getting smaller. Although, you noticed with a distant interest, it hadn't reverted to its original blue hue.
Now that your arms were free, you could heave yourself up onto your elbows to peek down at your cum-swollen belly; you looked like you were in your second trimester.
The thought sent another gush of wetness to your cunt, making the slime writhe inside you weakly. It seemed the creature was as worn out as you were. Another few minutes, and the little slime disappeared from view completely, although it remained inside you, effectively plugging you up.
You kinda didn't want it to leave.
Exhaustion was tugging at you, making your eyelids flutter shut. Letting out a massive yawn, you struggled to roll over onto your side; one arm slipped under a nearby pillow, the other cradled your distended tummy.
Can't wait for round two…
It was your last thought before you fell into a dreamless sleep.
This story was inspired by a conversation I had with @oddartistagain (their deviantart, their Patreon).
She's her village's last hope, she knows. Marauders were already there, promising to rain death and destruction upon the villagers should they not do as they're said.
They lived in fear for three whole days. In that time the marauders looted their houses for valuables and took all supplies, leaving the villagers without food. Now they were enslaved, forced to work for the marauders or suffer the consequences. They blocked the main gateways and there are four or more of them patroling to make sure no one escapes.
But she's always known how to sneak around, though. She knew the best places to harvest wild garlic, mushrooms and berries in the forest, she knew which herbs helped with a cough and how to move unseen.
And so she managed to sneak out of the village to get help. She's standing at the crossroads at the border of the forest. The fastest way to the next bigger village where she could get help was to go through the deepest part of the forest, but she'd have to pay the trolls for them to let her cross the path. The other path lead around the forest, but that would take at least the whole day instead of only a few hours.
Normally, she'd take fresh, soft bread with her to pay the trolls, but she didn't have anything now, the marodeurs took all of it. She didn't have time to collect a basket full of ripe berries either, she didn't even have a basket.
She'd have to beg the trolls to let her pass, promise she'd pay them later. But thinking about her family now she knew she had to take her chances, so she took a deep breath and started walking deeper and deeper into the forest.
She knows exactly when she enteres the trolls' territory. It got darker, even though it was still noon, all sounds seemed to be subdued. The ferns grew larger here and there were Will-o'-the-wisps confusing you, should you be unfortunate enought to strumble into this part of the forest at night.
You never know when the trolls will stop you, but they will. She's nervous, alert. Looking left and right without seeing anyone, anything. And then she's stopping. Maybe this was a bad idea, after all. She should turn around and walk back, take the route around the forest but- she's come so far already.
Her family needs her, her friends need her. She nods to herself and starts walking again.
"Taveler, stop", she hears just as she crosses a creek. She obeys. It isn't wise to disobey the trolls. This is their land, after all and they can make sure you never find a way out of the forest if they so wish.
The troll sits on a stone nearby, pipe in hand. He's wearing a loincloth and has straps around his massive chest, which is normal. It is summer, after all. He looks at her with interest, clever eyes scanning her form for any weapon she might have on her.
He inhales the smoke and puffs it out in rings, "you wish to cross the forest on our path?", he asks.
"Yes", she answers evenly. "I wish to reach Zwick to get help for my village."
"Why do you need help?"
"Marauders came and took over the village, they took the women and children prisoners and stole our belongings. They eat our food and leave us with nothing."
He nods. "They're doomed should they enter the forst", he promises and the trees creak in the wind, leaves rustling as if they wanted to confirm what he said. "What will you give me as payment?"
"I don't have anything", she whispers.
He stands up, toweing over her and making her flinch.
"Oh, but that's not true", he says.
She should've turned around, this was a bad idea.
"I can't let you pass without payment", he says, puffing smoke circles out of his nose before grinning.
"What- what do you want?", she asks and shudders at the way he bends down to look at her.
He humms deep in his throat. One of his chunky hands reach out to tug at the neckline of her dress, causing one of her breasts to fall out. He takes her nipple between two fingers and rolls it.
She's shaking and she isn't sure if it's from fear or embarassment. He exposes her other breast with his other hand and weighs them in his hands. Then he takes a step back, she doesn't dare to move or cover herself up.
He looks her up and down, eyes lingering on her exposed tits, hard nipples in the colder forest air, "this will do just fine as payment."
Surely, he can't mean-! "Huh?", she breathes out unsteadily.
"So, will you pay me?", he asks and she knows she has to. It's this or never finding a way out of the forest, ever again.
She gives her consent, "yes." It's quiet, but it's enough for him.
"Take that dress off, human", he commands.
She does. She loosens she laces on her dress before letting it slide down her body. Her slip goes next, then her underwear until she's bare before him, the rushing from the creek is deafening and his eyes are boring into her form.
"Surely you want to get help for your village as soon as possible, right?", he asks.
"Yeah", she answers, looking up at him.
"Better rub that human pussy, then, or you'll never be able to fit my cock inside. And your payment will be fulfilled only if you take the whole thing up your cunt."
She's shocked at the brute words. His loinscloth is being pushed aside by a massive, hard cock and he's looking at her lustfully.
"Come on", he says and sits down again. "You can make yourself useful and suck it until you're ready. Kneel."
She walks over to him on unsteady legs and kneels between his knees. She feels the moss under her knees. His cock is right in front of her face like this. It's heavy and hot, of dark color and very erect.
She darts out her tongue to lick the shaft and wraps a hand around his girth. His balls are bulging and she shudders at the thought of how much cum he'll release into her. She already knows he will.
One of her hands reach down between her legs to rub her slit. There's no way she'll fit his massive cock inside of her when she's not wet, so she rubs her clit. He decides to help her along by taking her tits into his hands again, flicking the hard nubs and tugging at them.
She feels wetness gather between her legs and spreads it with her hand while the other pumps his shaft. She closes her mouth around the tip and sucks him off, trying to gain as much time as possible. In the back of her mind she knows she should hurry, but she'll also have to satisfy him so she can pass.
It doesn't take long before she can taste his precum on her tongue. Her own ministrations have made her sopping wet, but she still feels a pang of fear when he pulls her mouth off of his dick.
"That's enough", he decides. "Turn around."
Once she's facing away from him, he guides her until she feels his thick cock at her ass. He rubs it against her, sliding it through her crack. But then his hands are at her waist, lifting her up.
Her breath comes out short and ragged when she feels the mushroom tip of his massive cock sliding through her slit until it presses against her opening.
For a few seconds she's suspended mid-air, anticipating his cock to enter her and then he starts to lower her onto him, impaling her on his hard rod.
She's moaning loudly as he enters her, stretching her out until she's fully seated. He chuckles and reaches around her to play with her breasts. He isn't fucking her, which irritates her further. She's trapped like this, sitting on his cock while he plays with her tits.
She whines and tries to move and he chuckles again, "right", he says. "You have a quest to fulfill."
And then he lifts her by the waist and slams her down onto him again and again and again, jostling her breasts. Her cries of Oh, oh, oh must be echoing all the way back to her village, she's sure.
But the embarassment is pushed aside as she feels something different build up inside of her when he ups his pace, fucking her harder and faster. Her high pitched cries mix with the sounds of the forest.
With a final thrust, she comes around his cock, eyes fluttering shut. Her orgasm takes her to unknown heights and she feels his shaft pumping spurt after spurt of troll seed into her until it spills over. She slumps back into him, feeling exhausted and so full that she mewls when he lifts her off of his dick to set her on the ground, where she promptly falls to her hands and knees. Her pussy is still clenching around nothing occasionally.
She sees him lighting his pipe again, puffing out smoke like nothing happened while she's still on her knees before him, naked and dripping his cum.
"Go on, then", he says casually. "You payed. You can cross the forest undisturbed from now on. Until you come back", he promises.
She didn't miss the way he said it. She knows that she'll never again be able to pay this troll with fresh bread or berries, should she want to cross the forest.
With heavy limbs she puts on her dress again. She feels his cum running down the inside of her legs all the way to Zwick, but she reaches the village well before the sun sets.
Letting things vanish isn't as hard as you'd think. Of course, an apprentice needs a lot of practice, but they'd be able to learn it within a few weeks.
You didn't know this at first, of course. But he's been watching you. You sit at your usual spot at the café with your books. Sometimes you come here to stury, sometimes just to read or to watch the people come and go.
And he watches you. Thinking about all the things that could disappear in you. Like his cock in your pussy. He knows you probably wouldn't like to get hit on... but maybe, there's another way.
He studies magic. The best real magicians of the country teach at his school. He just started, all he can do yet is to move stuff with his telekinesis, read a few seconds of the future, basic spells. But he's getting better fast, becoming the best of his class.
And you are his motivation. Crazy, right? But it's true! He studies very hard. And then finally, he's skilled enough to fulfill a fantasy of his. He practised at moving things from one place to another. Here and then, in the blink of an eye, it's somewhere else. He practised until he can move an object to a location so exact that even his teachers have been impressed.
He's in the café. A small sized buttplug is in the bag he brought with him. Can you imagine where it will end up? He puts the backpack on his lap to hide his growing erection. Then he opens it, reaches inside and smears some lube on the plug.
Concentrating very hard, the slippery plug disappears from his hand.
You squeak when it suddenly fills your ass. Your breath comes out in pants, all muscles clench, including your sphincter. It clenches hard around the base of the plug. A plug that wasn't there a moment ago.
Now is not the place to panic, you tell yourself.
You never had anything up your ass before, had you? Poor thing. Filled so suddenly. Lucky for you he chose a small plug.
Maybe if you never come here again, you'll be safe? That's what you think when you rush home and lock yourself in the bathroom to examine what's been done to you.
In the mirror you can see that the base of the plug is jeweled. You clench again. Your pussy got wet from walking home so fast with your ass stuffed full. Do you think he knows?
Will the plug disappear again? Probably not. You'll have to pull it out yourself. Your body is already accustomed to the intruder. You still want it gone, of course.
You take a deep breath and pull, moaning a little bit when the widest part slips free.
You avoid the café for weeks. But still, you're curious. The feeling of the plug inside you wasn't... horrible. You could put it in again; maybe you have.
One day you go back, sit in the same spot again and nothing happens. I bet you're disappointed now, are you? Slut. You keep coming back.
And the small plug doesn't stay the only thing he puts in you. The next time is about three days after you come back. A small sized plug again. Then a medium sized when you stayed put with the small one in for an hour. A medium one again. And again. You collection of buttplugs grows.
A big one, but not while you're at the café. It suddenly stretches your ass wide one night while you're studying at your desk. You get so aroused now, your pussy's dripping wet. You sit with it inside your ass for as long as you can stand it.
The plugs are always lubed up, always high-quality. You can't tell anyone of course. What would you say? Butplugs keep apprearing inside my ass? No way. So this has become your dirty little secret. You orgasmed more than once with a plug deep inside of you and your fingers rubbing furiously at your clit.
Tonight will be different.
You're studying again at your desk. That's why you don't notice the rope sneaking at you like a snake. It's fast and efficient and before you know it, the rope wrapped around your wrists, pulled them behind your back and fastened. Next your clothes disappear, you're sitting naked at your desk. A blindfold materializes.
The way you don't scream for help tells a lot about how you've been trained to be like this. How you accept this new thing happening to you.
You expect a plug to appear inside your ass, not a cock. But a cock is what you get. With a swoosh of air, you're on his lap, his cock inside you without even pushing in. He sits in your chair now.
He moans into your ear from behind you when you clench at the sudden intrusion. The cock is bigger than the biggest plug you had in you in the last few weeks and now you realize what's been happening. He'd trained your ass for this, so he could fuck you. Fuck your ass. You can't even see him.
He holds you by the waist as he starts to move you. His cock is inside your ass balls deep. He pushes you upwards so it slips free before letting you fall down onto it again.
It's an incredible feeling. You're so full. The friction is so, so good. You moan.
He chuckles, "I knew you'd like this, slut." He moves you up and down his cock faster. "What other girl would just accept the plugs I kept appearing in your cute, right ass, huh? Only a slut."
"Like I had ah- ah-", you moan when he starts pushing up into you at the same time he loweres you onto his hard, thick member. "Choice", you ground out. He starts playing with your nipples and slowes his pace.
"Right", he says and tweaks a nipple, making you squeak. "But still, you liked it. I could see it in your eyes and face. You trained leaving it in. You kept squirming in your seat while it was inside you, stretching you out for me. I saw it. Only I knew there was a plug deep in you."
The mental image makes you moan again. He knows. Of course, you should've known this.
He stands up, taking you with him, impaled on his cock as you are and bends you over your own desk. One hand on your back holds you down while he starts fucking you in earnest, pistoning in and out of your ass at a fact pace.
He reduces you to a moaning mess in no time. His thick cock is doing incredible things to you. You come two times during this fuck. And then, at last, he pushes in all the way and stays still while his semem pumps into you.
The second his cock pulls out, a plug appears. "Wouldn't want to waste a drop, would we?" he asks.
When you don't answer, he tweaks your nipple again and starts playing with the base of the plug.
"Of couese not", you say.
"Good girl", he praises you. "Leave it in for at least an hour", he instructs. Then he's gone, together with the rope and the blindfold. You sink back onto your chair, it's a mess of juices. You're naked, your pussy's dripping wet, ass full.
I met him by chance. He's oh, so handsome. Well mannered and polite. I said yes immediately when he asked me out with that gorgeous smile and those dark eyes.
I didn't know what I got myself into.
I put a lot of work into my outfit and make-up, because he was a real gentleman. I wore a dress... not that it would've made a difference if I'd worn pants anyways.
He picked me up at my apartment perfectly on time and took me to a nice quiet restaurant. A favorite of his, he said. The food was spectacular.
That's where it started. While we were talking about everything and nothing, enjoying the food and the atmosphere, I felt as if something brushed my nipples.
It startled me.
"Is everything alright?", he asked with a furrowed brow, ready to ease any discomfort - or that's what I thought, at least.
"Yes, yes of course", I said and smiled, even when the sensation didn't stop. It only got worse. It felt as if someone was circling my nipples with their fingers, pulling them, rubbing them until they were hard.
I'm sure he could see the hard nubs through my dress even in the dim light of the restaurant, but he never said a word.
I breathed a quiet sigh of relief when it finally stopped.
My panties were soaked though and I rubbed my thighs together for some kind of friction. Damn this, I must be really desperate to imagine my nipples being played with in public.
I didn't get a long break though, before the rubbing, touching and pulling at my nipples started again. This time though, that wasn't the only part of me that was being touched and there was no way in hell I was imagining this.
I felt something brush the inside of my thighs. I pressed my legs together, breath hitching, but to no avail. The touch didn't stop.
Whatever it was down there was invisible. I could feel it and not stop it from toughing me.
"Excuse me for a moment", I said and went to the bathroom. The sensation never stopped. The... whatever it was, was now touching me through my panties. Not hard, just a light touch, a teasing stroke through my soaked panties, a presence at my cloth covered hole.
I whimpered, tried to get it to stop but nothing worked. Determined not to let this stop me from my date, I went back and we ordered desert.
His grin was predatory when he suggested the desert. Especially when I agreed.
He ordered tiramisu for two and two glasses of wine to enjoy.
"We can get coffe, too" he said and smiled at me. In the dim light his eyes were almost completely black. So deep and soulful.
I surpressed a moan when- oh. Whatever it was, it was now directly at my pussy, no barrier left. My breath stuttered again.
A hot, heavy, hard and distinctively bare cock nudged my nether lips apart and pressed against my entrance.
My breathing started going faster in fear and anticipation.
"Are you enjoying this?", he asked and I gaped at him.
Did he mean the desert or did he know what was happening between my legs? He grinned at me.
"Go on", he encouraged, "you can tell me."
"Yes", I breathed.
The cock slid in an inch or two before stopping, not filling me completely. My pussy clenched around the thick head. My nipples were still being played with.
The sensations was incredible. Nobody could see how the dick slowly started to fill my pussy to the brink, balls deep. Nobody could see my nipples being pulled and pinched.
He could, though. I was sure of it now. His pleased grin didn't hide anything. Was it his dick in my pussy? Bare and hot and thick?
"What-?", I pressed out just as the dick pulled out completely, only to slide back in a second later.
"You like that, huh?", he asked and leaned forward to whisper "whore."
My pussy clenched and he huffed a laugh, "I knew you'd like this. I hope you have enough self restraint, or you're going to embarass yourself in public."
I moaned quietly. The dick spreading my pussy picked up speed, fucking me in a still quite slow rythm, getting faster. I heard wet sounds coming from between my legs and wondered if my pussy was speared by something invisible or if you could see the dick moving inside my hole.
"Now that I know you love this, imagine what places you're going to get fucked", he murmured. "It could be anywhere. Your holes are now always accessible."
He grinned when I had to bite my lip to keep quiet. The cock was now fucking me in a punishing rythm, hard and fast and I was sure my body was being rocked by the hard strokes.
"How about a dick sliding into your ass while you're at work? Would you want to be lubed up for that?"
"Y-yes please", I whined.
"Yes you want the lube or yes you want the dick in your ass?"
Oh god, am I thinking clearly? Did I just agree to this?
"Tell me slut", he said. I was wondering if other guests could hear the way he talked to me. But there I was, getting fucked in public. That made me a slut, right?
"Both", I panted and he grinned.
"Good answer. Maybe we can train you to take a dick in each hole if you're this eager."
We? Who was we? Which cock was in my pussy right now?
But I couldn't think about it. I felt an orgasm at the base of my spine, my vision was getting blurry with pleasure and my eyes fluttered close. I gripped the edge of my seat when I came, bright hot powerful pleasure washed over me.
My pussy clenched around the dick hard and I felt it spurting thick ropes of cum into me before it stopped moving without pulling out.
"Now", he said while I was still recovering, looking around us discreetly to makes sure nobody saw me orgasming in the middle of a crowded restaurant. "Eat the tiramisu, it's very good. The dick will stay inside you. You need to be trained to cockwarm, so you better get used to it quickly - there's always someone or other that needs to be warmed, be sure of it."
I just gaped at him. "What do you mean? What does that mean?", I asked and sat up, feeling the dick in my pussy twitch at the movement.
"It means", he said and paused to smile at me, "that there will probably be no time where you won't be stuffed to the brink in at least one hole from now on."
Hi um so i read your slut academy and my queer ass (she/they lol) was like 👀 when the female roomate was helping get the reader situated to everything and i just was wondering if they had "study sessions" together where theyd help each other out maybe helping them take a bigger plug or giving them tips for oral and maybe one of the female teachers came by and decided to stay and give them both a "private lesson" also its okay if you dont do this or feel uncomfy with it but hopefully you arent lol anyways try to stay happy and healthy
hey nonnie!
I'm sorry you had to wait since 2021 to get an answer to this <3 ˙◠˙ I hope you're still around. But this ask aged like fine wine. Buckle up, guys, Miss Clarence is on the way do your dorm rooms. Make sure you're wet and ready for her!
The Slut Academy: Miss Clarence's Instructions
Content Warning: free use
Ever since Miss Clarence told me she'd take me as her personal pet if I do good on my exams, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I couldn't stop thinking about the way she touched my tits. Lauren and I practiced breast play on each other regularly now, because of course Miss Clarence was right: it was an important part of the finals. We have to be good at it.
And the best part about it was that we could cockwarm while doing it. Two things at once. Having to concentrate on Laurens tits while being stuffed with my biggest dildo for half an hour, or an hour even, was the sweetest torture. Of course, it was good training, too.
Of course, tonight is no different. I have a medium sized plug in, but paired with the dildo I'm sitting on I feel thoroughly stuffed. Lauren is doing homework, so I'm kneeling under her desk. Her tits are out, of course. She's cockwarming a knotted toy and keeps shifting around on it. Knotted toys are new for us, using them is a new program the Slut Academy created. I have no class with them this semestre, but one is scheduled for me in the next. The first time I saw Lauren with one in our room, my eyes bulged. I was a hot mess by the time she had worked it into her tight hole, her needy moans and huffs made me all hot and bothered. It still has that effect on me. Imagining the thick knot in her greedy little hole makes both my holes clench around the toys stuffed into them.
"C'm on," comlains Lauren. I lost concentration and stopped sucking her tits.
"Sorry," I say and blow on her nipple. She shifts again on the knot. I fasten my mouth to her tit again and decide to help her along. The hand not occupied with teasing her right nipple sneaks between her legs. I rub her pussy lips in a teasing manner, stroke aorund her clit without touching it. Her hips start moving and I see her starting to lift, to fuck herself.
I push her hips down firmly with both hands. "No," I say and she whines. She isn't supposed to fuck herself on the length of the toy, she's supposed to keep the knot in. She has to stop squirming or she'll never pass the course.
When she settles, I start flicking her nipple with my tonue agian and tug on the nipple clamps on my own. My hips have started to rotate, seeking friction from the toys in my holes. I'm allowed to do that, but I startle when I hear a sensual chuckle next to the text.
It's Miss Clarance. "Good girls," she praises us. "How long have you been sitting on that, Lauren?"
"A-about an hour, Miss Clarance," says Lauren and I can see a gush of her arousal seeping out of her. "She's been sucking my tits for just as long," she adds.
Miss Clarance makes a pleased sound. "Don't stop", she instructs. I do as I'm told and keep sucking and pulling Laurens nipples and play around with her tits. I can hear Miss Clarance walking. She's behind me and reaches between my legs, feels my stuffed holes, flicks my clit and I moan loudly.
"Good girl", Miss Clarance praises me. "I hear you got almost all A's, is that right?"
"Hmmhm", I moan.
"It's true. Only one B", Lauren says, breath shaky.
Miss Clarance reaches around my body and grabs my tits in her hands, sueezing lightly before massaging them. "The B is in what class?" she asks and pulls both my nipples forward with the chain between the clamps.
I release Laurens nipple with a wet pop. "It's in french kissing, Miss Clarance."
"Why?"
"I was paired with a boy that just failed rimming", I grumble.
Miss Clarance laughs. "Poor you", she says. "No matter. I got you to be my pet over the holidays. And if you're good, over the next semestre too. Do you like that, slut?"
"Yes, Miss Clarance!" I mean it. Miss Clarance's body is a dream come true. I can think of things so much worse than worshipping her perfect tits every day.
"Good girl", she preaises again. Lauren shifts on her knotted toy. Even if the cooing and the praising isn't directed at her, I know Miss Clarance's sensual voice is doing something to her. That, and I started sucking her tits again. Miss Clarance never told me to stop and I know she likes her girls obedient.
"Come to my office in an hour and I'll clip my tag onto your collar. No orgasms 'til then, you hear?"
"Yes, Miss Clarance!"
"Prepare yourself to be calling me mistress from now on. And make Lauren cum, she looks as if she might combust if you don't", she chuckles as she leaves our room.
I redouble my efforts, graze Laurens nipples with my teeth and roll the other around between my fingers while the other hand slides to her pussy. She's so wet it gushes out of her around the thick knotted toy. I slide my fingers around her ruind hole, making her whimper.
It's a powerful feeling, seeing her like this. Blissed out and whining at my hand. But Miss Clarance told me to make her cum, so I will. I reach her clit with my hand, flick it and start rubbing. Slow, at first. I know she's close to being overstimulated already. She's edged for an hour before sitting on the know and has cockwarmed the toy ever since. I know she's so fucking desperate.
It doesn't take much to make her cum. A strong suck, a few harder stokes and she throws her head back and arches her back so far I fear she might fall off the chair. I can see her pussy clenching around the knot - fuck, what a sight. I'm excited for next semestre, when I'll be instructed to to this thing, too.
She bows forward after a moment and I catch her in my arms, uncomfortably aware of my stuffed holes and clamped nipples. No orgasm for me, tho. Clear instructions.
I stroke Laurens back as she recoveres and gingerly lifts herself off the toy. I give her ruined pussy a few soft strokes, spread her wetness around and help her to the shower.
We shower together, all while I'm stuffed. When we're done, she's sufficiently recovered and smirks at me.
"Jeez, no wonder you got an A+ on your last breast play exam", she chuckles. "Have fun with Miss Clarance. I heard she likes to break her pets in as soon as she gets them so... I won't wait up."
I pull my clothes over my clamped nipples and stuffed holes and make my way to Miss Clarance's office, brimming with anticipation.
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Hii ♡ I really like your writing (and it gets me really wet 🥰) and I have a wlw prompt for Slut Academy.
As part of requirements, students must be good at breast play. The new girl realizes she isn't when a female teacher asks her to touch her, so Lauren and a couple friends offer to help 'teach' her after class.
I hope this finds you well, and don't worry if you don't write anything. Have a great day! ♡
hey there, nonnie! Thank you for sending in this ask. It took me a while, but I really like this idea :D
It's not that long, but I hope you enjoy it!
The Slut Academy: Tits out!
Content Warning: free use, public
Miss Clarence has beautiful tits. She taught my first class on hand jobs. After practicing on Dodge, I even got an A and she fucked me with her strap as a reward, told me I've been a good girl for getting a straight A on the first try.
She always wears these see through blouses. Her tits bounce with every move she makes, nipples erect and on display. It drives the guys crazy, because she only ever lets girls play with them.
She orders me up front and pulls her blouse up so her tits fall out. They bounce a bit. I'm at perfect height with them, kneeling in front of her.
"Worship them," she says and starts teaching her class.
I slide my hands up her ribcage up to the swell of her breasts. I cup one, weighing it in my hands. They're the perfect size, perfect firmness. I give the nipple a tweak before rubbing over it with my thumb. I play around with both of them for a while, tweaking and pulling her nipples, fascinated with the way they bounce when I pull a nipple taut and let go. I knead them, lick them.
My own nipples are straining against my uniform blouse. We don't wear bras of course. I'm even wetter than I was before. Lauren ate me out this morning while she bounced on her dildo. Win-win for both of us. She loves eating pussy. She does it like her life depended on it.
"Use your mouth, slut," instructs Miss Clarence. "Breast play is all about variety."
I obey. I swirl my tongue around one nipple and suck before letting go to gently blow air on it.
"Yes, good slut. Keep going."
I use my teeth on the other nipple. Lauren told me not to be too gentle. Appartently, Miss Clarence likes some pain. She hisses when I bite down on it. Not too hard of course. I know I'm not doing a perfect job, but it seems to work out.
I play with her tits for half an hour before she tells me to sit down and orders another girl to keep going. It's a sight to behold. Seeing that other girl kneeling in front of her, touching and sucking those gorgeous tits. I surpress a moan when I sit down again. I made such a mess.
Mr Edwardson had me put in a big plug this morning after breakfast. He said good sluts had to be able to take big plugs and big cocks at any time. He praised me for my wet pussy, used my own slick as lube and pushed the plug in. He instructed me to wear it the whole day and that he'd collect it after dinner.
After class, Miss Clarence comes up to me. "You did a good job. But breast play is really important for your finals. You should practice at least once a week. I expect you to worship your room mate tonight. Both holes filled, nipple clamps on your tits. Understood?"
"Yes ma'am," I say. She reaches into my blouse and grabs one of my tits to fondle it. It feels so good. Her warm hand is working magic. She slides her thumb over my nipple slowly, purposefully. When she pulls it suddenly, hard, I moan and clench down hard onto the plug deep in my ass. I could come from this, I know it. She chuckles. She knows it, too.
"So responsive," she murmurs. "Maybe I should take you as my personal pet over the next holidays. After that you won't be having a problem with breast play ever again." She smirks at my blank face and stopps playing with my breast, to my disappointment. "Hurry up now, slut, or you'll be late to your next class. And I want you to have A's and B's only, you hear? Otherwise you won't be chosen for a teacher's pet position.
I stumble out of the classroom and hurry to my next class in complete disarray. "I see Miss Clarence found a new favorite," comments Mr. Clark. "I don't think I have to check if you're wet, do I?" he asks amused. I shake my head. No. I'm dripping.
I sigh in relief when Mr Edwardson finally takes the plug out of my ass. He doesn't even fuck me after that. Just collects his plug and sends me on my way. Lauren and one of our friends are in our room, both naked.
"There you are," Lauren exclaims. "Ready for some more tits?"
"Oh, yeah," I say. Both of them have beautiful breasts. I strip and let Lauren attach my nipple clamps. They have tiny bells on them, chiming whenever I move. I stuff both my holes like Miss Clarence instructed, kneel down again and reach for Lauren's right tit, fastening my mouth to Viola's left.
I get an A+ on my next breast play exam.
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The Slut Academy: Following Rules
It is my first tunnel plug day today. Lauren will have to help me get it in, because I struggle even with the normal ones. Before I came here to the Slut Academy, I've never had anything up my ass. My first monday with a plug was the longest of my life. I was allowed to use a really small, metal plug that Lauren lubed up really good, but I could feel the cold intruder the whole day.
To train me, Lauren pulled it out between lessons and lubed it back up so it would stay slippery. Teachers and students could see me squirming but because I was new and not used to having that hole stuffed, they let it slide. I'm glad they did. I saw guards, teachers and tutors check students plugs by pulling their skirts up or shoving their pants down. One male student didn't obey the rule, ass empty. He sucked or licked each and every guard he encountered that day. A punishment tag was added to his collar, marking him as a toy for everyone.
My flatmate is a marvel, she helps me with every new task. I'm now able to push my plug in myself and I moved to a bigger one, but the tunnel plug is especially big, of course.
I'm watching her right now, fucking myself with my normal plug to stretch my hole. She's on her knees, having lubed up her tunnel plug and asshole. Her sweet pussy is all wet, like the good, slutty student she is - always ready for a fuck. And she's popular, too: her grades are high and she gets fucked regularly, sucks dick and licks pussies with enthousiasm. I'm glad she's my flatmate, I can learn a whole lot from her, starting with deeprhroating and ending with edging.
She has pushed the plug in a few inches already and I watch fascinated as it slips in, inch by inch. She struggles a bit at the widest part, so much wider than mine, but it slides in with ease at last. She wriggles her butt and moans and I can't help but lick her pussy a few times, tasting her.
She moans again, but pushes me away after only a few licks. "Come on, we'll have to get yours in or we will be late to spanish class. Ms Densin won't be pleased, then. You can practice licking pussy later."
No, she won't, I know. Ms Densin is a really good teacher. Stern, but fair. She has a whole array of small dildos in her bag, randomly choosing students to fuck each other with them. She has students pull out their plugs to stuff their asses with the dildos instead, but as of now, I've never had to do that. I'm not sure if I even could without Lauren's help.
I kneel, my normal plug is in. She's leaning over me, her erect nipples skim the skin on my back. "Good girl", she whispers as she pulls my plug out and smears more lube through my crack, pushing a single finger into my ass slowly. I feel a plug next. I don't know if it's the tunnel or a normal one.
"Head down", she instructs and I lay my forehead onto the ground, sticking my ass up for her.
"Good girl", she praises me again. I get wet whenever she says it. She starts playing with my pussy while sliding the plug in and out of me slowly, pushing a tad deeper every time. It gets wider and wider and I struggle to keep still, but Lauren slaps my ass. I take a deep breath and mewl when I feel the slippery toy sliding all the way in.
"Beautiful", she says. She gets up and gatheres her things while I straighten and moan because the toy moves inside of me.
"Thanks, Lauren", I say and smile at her.
"No problem, cutie", she replies, pushes up her skirt and writggles her bare, plugged ass at me. I do the same, just for the delight of it. My pussy and ass both clench, I'm wet but I know I can't do anything about it until much later, after the classes when we go and study together. Maybe instead of maths we can start with oral today. I don't think so, because Lauren Is very dedicated. Strictly "work first, then pleasure."
"Come on", she says and I grab my bag and follow her. We leave the dorms, walking over to the building where we will have our spanish class, but a guard stops us just as we reach the entrance.
"All plugged up, sluts?", he asks.
"Yes, sir", we reply in unision. We know what follows, he doesn't even need to prompt it. Lauren and I go over to the wall, spread our legs and push our skirts up before putting our hands on the wall. This position gives the guards perfect access to check if we follow the rules, especially if we're wet.
I feel him coming up behind us. He checks Lauren first. She winks at me, I see him sliding a finger through her pussy, gathering moisture before pushing it in deep. She sucks in a breath when he adds another finger and starts pumping them in and fast. He pulls them out just as fast, though and checks the plug.
"You can go", he says and Lauren takes her leave without me. She'll inform Ms Densin about out checkup.
The guard slides his hand up my leg, feeling my arousal. He chuckles. "Had fun with your classmate before school, huh?" he asks.
"I wish", I reply, making him laugh for real.
"Poor slut", he pushes a finger into me as well. My pussy clenches. "You're the new one", he says. "Hadn't had much up there, huh?" and with that he pulls the plug out a little bit while adding another finger to my cunt. I moan and press my forehead to the wall.
He slides the plug back in and pulls his fingers out of my pussy. "Good girl", he says. "No go to class."
I obey. Ms Densin hasn't started and I hurry to get to my seat. She pulls out her famous array of dildos and calls a students to the front. He's plugged up, but not with a tunnel. "Breaking rules again, Dodge?", she asks and raises a perfect eyebrow.
"I'm sorry", says Dodge. "I forgot."
Ms Densin sighs. "Go back to your room and push the biggest tunnel you can find up that hole, Dodge, I mean it. I know you can take it after you were punished in the breeding stocks."
He leaves the room. "Well then", she says. "Lauren said you have been checked by a guard", she says and looks at me.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Very good, come here and bring your book." She gives out most of the dildos, making sure she can see everyone fucking themselves under their tables.
I move to the front and bend over her desk so that I can still take notes. She starts her lesson and occasionally plays with my pussy.
I'm on edge the whole time, but since Ms Densin doesn't care at all, I have to take notes and do the exercises in the book to make sure I won't fall behind the other students.
She squeezes some lube directly into the tunnel while we all work on worksheet 3 in silcence. The only noise are the wet sounds from the ones that still have to fuck themselves with the dildos. Moaning is strictly forbidden.
Then something is being pushed into the tunnel and a second later the tip of a cold, small glass dildo is pushed even deeper into my ass. I struggle to keep from making any sound.
This continues for the rest of the lesson. Ms Densin slowly fucks my ass with the toy through my tunnel plug, occasionally dripping some lube into the tunnel, the cold substance hitting my insides. I don't moan once. Lauren and I practiced this, since we both need a better grade in spanish.
"Do you think she should be rewarded?", asks Ms Densin.
Some of my classmates raise their hands, some nod.
"She didn't moan", Carol says and Ms Densin nods in agreement.
"Her pronounciation is really good", adds Bob. He never stops slowly fucking himself with one of Ms Densins toys.
"Alright", says Ms Densin. She puts one of her hands between my shoulder blades to keep me down, pushes the toy as deep into me as it goes and reaches around me to stuff my pussy full of her fingers. There's at least three inside me right away.
"Be loud", she commands and I let out the moan I've been holding for so long. Long and loud, making some other students whimper. "Don't you dare cum until I tell you to."
I can feel my orgasm building, but I won't cum. I won't cum. I won't cum.
"Come for me", Ms Densin says and all my holes clamp down, my hips buck off of the table and my legs shake with the effort. The orgasm is so strong that I get a tunnel vision just before my eyes flutter shut. I'm panting. Ms Densin pats my ass and pulls her dildo out of my tight hole. "Good girl", she says.
"Which one of you pathetic sluts came as well?", she asks. Some raise their hands. There's no reason to deny it, she always knows. "You didn't have permission", she says. "You will be punished accordingly."
Ms Densin checks my tunnel plug, making sure it's still firmly lodged inside of me, before she closes her lesson. I meet Lauren at the door. She smiles proudly at me and grabs one of my ass cheeks.
"I knew you had it in you, I bet you'll get a whole grade better now."
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The Slut Academy: English Literature
The Slut Academy: A Night In The Breeding Stocks
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The Slut Academy: A Night In The Breeding Stocks (male POV)
Dodge had to stand beside Mr. Edwardson for the rest of his class, cock painfully hard and bouncing whenever he moved, ass filled with the teacher's cum and plugged so he would finally learn to keep still while his hole was stuffed.
All of this did not prepare him for his night in the breeding stocks.
He was escorted to his room after classes to clean up. He was allowed to eat with the others, but then it was time for him to receive his punishment. Mr. Edwardson had left clear instructions not to let him have any free time. No training, no video games in the common room and no time to stroke himself to orgasm.
Instead his collar was checked and then he was bent over and fastened in the pillory near the center of the guys dorm. He knew how this worked, he had fun with some of the other's when they'd been punished like this. He would be there for the whole night, there were lube and toys ready for use so that the girl's wouldn't have to miss out on the fun. They were probably even notified about him being there and ready via the Free Use app.
Usage of the Free Use app was restricted for them because they were in training, they were all here at the Slut Academy to avoid other forms of punishment for their offences, but the App provided extra services just for establishments like the Slut Academy.
Staff had just fastened all of his bindings and installed the sign. The sign was important, because it stated which teacher had ordered the punishment and why, so everyone knew to train his ass tonight. The whole night long.
Dodge shuddered, the guards chuckled. One smacked his ass, making him yelp.
"Ah yes", one of them said. "Forgot the gag."
Once it was fastened around Dodges head, the guards left him there. It wouldn't take long for the first of his schoolmates to come. He could even hear the Free Use app notifications about his location from several rooms nearby.
"It's Dodge!", he heard a voice shout from the end of the hall behind him. He was facing a wall, so even though he wasn't blindfolded, he couldn't see who was there.
He thought it was the voice of the quarterback with the thick dick, but he couldn't be sure right now. He'd probably find out soon though, because there was no doubt in his mind that the whole football team would stick their dicks into him tonight.
Someone walked up behind him. He imagined the quarterback reading the sign.
"Damnit Dodge, you should've taken the stretching classes more seriously. I mean, Mr. Edwardson's dick is pretty huge, but I warmed him the whole 90 minutes last time and he even shot his load into Marcus and not into me so I wouldn't have to clean up before training."
Oh, it was the quarterback with the thick dick.
"Don't worry, though", said the quarterback, "we'll help you stretch, right boys?" A series of people agreeing followed. The whole team was there.
"Let's not waste any more time", he heard Lauren say. She'd been in Mr. Edwardson's class as well, along with the new girl. Maybe they both came to mock him after he failed to warm the teacher even for fifteen minutes, while Clara had sat on his dick for almost a whole hour while even taking notes. "We want to have our fun before curfew starts."
"Right", he heard the quarterback opening his pants, lube was being squeezed out of the bottle onto his ass and, he hoped, onto quarterback's thick dick.
He could see Lauren in his periphery view, she was smirking. The new girl trailed behid her.
"We can have some fun while Guy fucks his ass", Lauren said. Right, quarterback's name was Guy. "Overstimulate him a little bit", she told the new girl. New girl nodded.
"I have to practice hand jobs and deep throating either way. My writst starts to hurt after a while but Miss Clarence told me that I had to stroke faster and harder to get the full score."
Dodge's dick twitched at the thought of the girls going down on him, but then he felt the tip of Guy's cock against his ass. The thick mushroom head slid in and paused while Lauren told the new girl some tips and tricks to improve deep throating.
"I don't think he deserves oral tonight, though", she concluded. "But hey, you could practice your hand job on him. It's different with a real dick anyways and they mostly have volunteers for the exams and tests so we'll have to do it with real ones anyways."
The new girl humms and slides a delicate finger up his dick from base to tip to circle the tip slowly, as Guy pushes his cock deeper into his ass. He could feel it sliding in further and further, stretching him out. Mr. Edwardson's dick was about the same size, he guessed and once Guy's dick is embedded deep inside of him, he can't help but squirm again.
A hard smack on his as and firm tug on his dick stopped him, though.
"Stop squirming", said the new girl. "I'm trying to practice here."
Guy chuckles. His cock still sat deep inside Dodge's ass. "Stay still", he instructs. "The lady is trying to practice and the sign states to keep your ass stretched for at least five to ten minutes before actually fucking you so you'd actually learn to cockwarm."
The new girl started stroking Dodge's cock slowly, following Lauren's instructions on when to apply more pressure, when to slide her lube-slick thumb over the tip and he wanted to moan, to tell her to keep going, to go faster but he couldn't because he was gagged and the dick in his ass started to slide in and out of him so slowly. New girl started massaging his balls with her other hand, his eyes fluttered.
He wasn't sure how long Guy just let his cock rest in his ass before he started pulling it out all the way, just to thrust back in in an agonizingly slow pace while the new girl never stopped stroking his dick.
Guy's strokes started to speed up, his thick, long cock hitting just the right place again and again while the hand on his own cock started to stroke him faster as well. Dodge tried to move his hips, but they were fastened and he stopped when Guy smacked his ass a few times, telling him to stay still and take it.
He was panting through his gag when Guy shot his load, his dick immediately replaced by another, not caring that Dodge came as well, his cock softening but the new girl didn't stop stroking and the next dude in the line behind him stuffed him full, resing his cock deep inside of him to teach him a lesson.
Once Lauren and the new girl both practiced stroking dick, nobody touched it for the rest of the night. The other guy's made fun of him once his cock was rock hard again, bouncind with the thrusts he received, leaking precum.
He came more times than he could remember. Even when he got sleepy, someone would always come and stuff his ass full of cum. When it got really late, they would leave an anal dildo inside of him to make sure he learned to cockwarm properly. He came so often like this that he started to associate a dick, no matter if it was a fake one or real, in his ass with an orgasm, which lead to a series of new problems whenever Mr. Edwardson instructed him to warm his cock.
He could easily take the teacher's huge dick now, but after so many assgasms in the breeding stocks, his own dick started leaking precum whenever something was up his ass. He couldn't always resist the urge to fuck himself on it.
is it possible to get some male student x male teacher or some punishment stufff that’s mlm for the slut academy series :D
- a very gay anon
oh hello my very gay anon!
I wrote something for you :)
The Slut Academy: English Literature (mlm)
Lauren and I enter the classroom. It is very modern, I am impressed. A smart board plays porn, which shouldn't surprise me, given the always wet policy. They don't want us to have a hard time, they want us to follow the rules. My collar is fastened snugly around my throat. I move to sit beside Lauren in the middle. We're greeted by some of her friends and she introduces me to them.
I still feel weird, not wearing panties or a bra, but I guess it's fine. It makes me feel better to know that no one wears panties and I'm guessing the male students don't wear any underwear, either. I can see that some of them have hard ons, which is probably a side effect of the video of a woman getting fucked in the ass that's still playing on the smart board.
The class quietens when a tall man enters the classroom. This must be Mr. Edwardson. He looks at the video playing on the smart board and reaches into his pants to stroke his half hard dick until it's fully erect. The situation is so strange to me that I have to surpress a gasp when he casually pulls his thick dick out of his pants and sits down on a chair.
He pulls some papers out of his bag and sorts through them, before adressing the class.
"We have a new student today", he says and gestures for me to stand up. I immediately do it. "Good slut", he praises. "Are you wet?" I nod. "Come to me so I can check", he says.
This makes me nervous, but I move to stand in front of him. He bends me over his desk and slides his fingers thorugh my slit, finding it dripping, thanks to Laurens clever fingers before class. He slaps my ass and tells me to sit down again.
"So, now I need a cockwarmer for today's class", he says loudly. "I won't pick our new student, that would be unfair. So, Clara, come on."
A petite girl stands up and moves to the front of the class. He pulls at her nipples and checks if she's wet enough before pulling her onto his cock. It slides in inch by inch. I can't believe I'm seeing this. His dick is so massive and she's so tiny, but she slides down onto his cock in one go.
Once she's seated, he starts his class. I take notes and keep glancing at Clara, because she's a pro. She doesn't squirm. He's sitting so that she can still take notes while cockwarming him, it's amazing.
I notice some noise behind me, as does Mr. Edwardson. "Quiet", he tells us before continuing with his class, but it just keeps getting louder.
"Clara, please move off of my dick", says Mr. Edwardson. She does. "Dodge, stand up and come here!"
The noise stops immediately. One of the male students from the back moves towards the front. "Loose the pants", instructs Mr. Edwardson. "And now thank Clara for the lube she provided."
I can see the surprise on Dodges face. "Thank you, Clara", he stammers and fixes his gaze on Mr. Edwardson's massive cock. Our teacher smirks at him.
"Now, I believe my cock isn't being warmed right now."
"No, Mr. Edwardson", says Dodge.
"Come on, then, Dodge. I'm waiting."
Mr. Edwardson points at his straining dick and Dodge visibly swallows.
"May I use some more lube, Sir?", he asks. Mr. Edwardson thinks about it and nods.
I watch fascinated as Dodge gets a bottle of lube out of one of the shelves in the room and spreads it on Mr. Edwardson's dick. Then he moves to face us, speads his ass cheeks and guides our teachers cock to his entrance. He eases down onto it slowly until the cock is balls deep in his ass.
Mr. Edwardson continues with his class unfazed, but Dodge squirms and moves around until Mr. Edwardson has to stop again.
"We will never finish with this if you don't stop it, Dodge", he says. "Clara sat quietly with her tight pussy stuffed full of this cock and you can't even sit still for five minutes?"
"I'm sorry, Sir", says Dodge.
"Sorry isn't good enough. You'll be spending the night in the breeding stocks to train your ass. I'm sure the other students are interested in a hole like yours", he says. But instead of continuing, he stands up, bending Dodge over his desk. I can see Dodge's cock bouncing as they move. Once Dodge is bent over, his cock bobbing up under the table, Mr. Edwardson start to fuck him hard and fast, making him moan loudly.
"Can't even keep quiet", chasties our teacher. "That means you'll have to wear a ball gag in my classes for the rest of the year", he says, punctuating each word with a hard thrust up Dodge's ass.
It doesn't need much more for him to cum. He shoots his load up our classmates ass and pulls a big plug out of his drawer to plug Dodge up.
"Now go and stand beside me. No touching your cock, I mean it", he says sharply and Dodge nods, resigned.
Mr. Edwardson gumbles about it but continues the class without a cockwarmer. I feel his mood change. He's livid having his class disturbed and having to continue without someone warming his cock.
Suddenly, I appreciate the dildo on my chair in our dorm room. I'll have to study a lot either way and with the fake dick on my chair, I'll also learn how to cockwarm properly so Mr. Edwardson will be pleased with me.
The thought makes my pussy throb. There's already a wet spot on my skirt, but I guess my juices will run down the inside of my legs once I stand up again.
I'm new here. I fucked up, tried to steal and the court convicted me. To avoid jail time and to be able to continue my education, I opted to go to the Slut Academy. It's one of the best facitities in the country. Good teachers, good equipment and a very good education are offered here in exchange for obedience and service.
I know what I agreed to, I saw flyers and had a consulation about it. I am now studying the rules for female students. There's another one for male students as well, it entails different things.
Always wear your collar.
You are to always be of service.
You are to always wear a skirt.
You are to never wear panties or bras.
I have to smirk at the third one. When I entered the facility, the guard searched my luggage for panties and bras and disposed of them.
You are to always be wet. This will be checked regulary.
If you fail to follow the rules, you will have to face punishments. Punishments may be the following: being of service to a male teacher for the rest of the day in whatever way he might want (cockwarming, breeding, regular fucking, sucking him off during class etc.), being of service to a female teacher for the rest of the day in whatever way she might want (earing her out, fucking her, massaging her tits, cockwarming or sucking off her strap-on etc.), being locked in a breeding stock in the male student's area so they can relief themselves into your holes, extra anal training, spanking.
Some extra rules are
You are to always sleep naked.
You are to cockwarm a teacher, guard or toy at least once a week.
and
Scheduled time in the Academy's glory holes are mandatory for every student.
I shudder at the list. The guard just showed me my room. I'll share it with another female student. The room is plain, two beds, two desks, two wardrobes. There's a drawer labeled 'toys'. There is a calendar on one wall. Mondays are maked "buttplug days for male and female students." Every third week there's an addition made that's called 'tunnel plugs required'. Every friday is marked 'nipple clamps, no shirt' for female students and 'cockring, no pants in classes' for male students.
I open the toys drawer and discover a whole lot of differently sized puttplugs, some tunnel plugs as well as dildos, bullet vibrators and nipple clamps.
I look back at the guard. He holds a pink collar out to me. I take it an look at the dog tag that's attached to it. It reads 'Slut Academy', it's got my name and my release date on it.
"You have to wear it whenever you leave your room. Leaving without it will be punished", he says with a smirk. "Should a teacher attach a leash to it, you're his bitch for the rest of the day, no questions asked. Understood?"
I nod and fasten the collar around my neck.
"Good slut", he praises. "Welcome to the Slut Academy. Your roommate will be here shortly, classes are almost over. She knows that you will be here. Do not leave your room, she'll help you get settled and show you around."
With that he leaves. I look around the room again and notice that there are dildos on both of the office chairs. A bottle of lube sits on both desks. I remain standing and start to question my decision to join the Slut Acadamy instead of servind my jail time, but it's too late to opt out now.
The door opens and my new flatmate enters. She's wearing a collar much like mine but no shirt and her nipples are clamped. Right, it's a friday: a nipple clamps day. There's cum leaking from her cunt, I can see it running down the inside of her legs. It doesn't seem to bother her.
"Hi, I'm Lauren", she says. "You're new?"
"Hey", I greet back. "Yeah, I'm new." I chuckle nervously.
"Alright!", she says. "You need to loose the shirt. I can help you with the clamps. And you have to make sure that you're wet, I bet the headmaster will come in later to check if you're following the rules."
I swallow and nod. Right. I have to follow the rules or there will be punishments, so I start to unbutton my shirt.
She nods, seemingly satisfyed that I do as she says. "You're mostly having the same classes as I do. I'll tell you what you need to know! Mr. Edwardson from english literature likes to have his cock warmed during class. He always picks a different student though but you'll want to be careful: he doesn't like it if you cum without permission and his favorite punishments is locking you into the breeding stocks over at the boy's dormitory overnight. The headmaster will randomly check out rooms and test if we're following the 'always wet' policy and if you fail, he'll have you wear a bullet vibe for a whole week. He let's his secretary play with the remotes. And the spanish teacher, Ms. Densin always has some smaller dildos with her so she can see if your ass is sufficiently stretched."
I have my shirt off now, tits bare like hers and I watch her as she picks out a pair of nipple clamps with a chain between them. She stands before me and starts touching my breasts, kneading them, squeezing and tugging the nipples until they're hard before she clamps them.
I moan a little bit and she smirks and reaches under my skirt, finding me wet already.
"That's not wet enough", she says and starts rubbing my clit, kneeling down before me. "It's got to be so wet Mr. Clark can push two of his fingers into you without problems", she says, tugs at the chain to tease my nipples and rubs my clit. I moan. She doesn't stop until I'm sure I must be dripping, teasing my entrance with her clever fingers until I try to push down onto them. Anything to get her fingers into my hole but she doesn't do it. She stops once she's satisfied that I'm wet enough. "Good slut", she praises me.
She stands up and gets one of the office chairs. I watch fascinated as she sits down on the fake dick, sliding down onto it until it's fully sheathed inside her pussy effortlessly. "It's distracting sometimes", she says. "But it's good practice, too. Especially for Mr. Edwartson. You'll get better grades if you cockwarm him how he likes it."
Grades on cockwarming, this must be a joke. But before I can think harder about it, the door opens and a man in a suit enters. It must be the headmaster.
"Practicing the art of cockwarming?", he asks Lauren.
"Yes, Sir", she answers.
"Good slut", he praises her like she praised me just a few minutes ago.
"And you're the new slut", he says. It's not a question and I don't answer. "I see Lauren already helped you to settle in", he says and tugs at my clamped nipples. I'm still standing in the middle of the room.
"Yes, Sir", I say. It's best not to fuck up on my first day, so I try to do as Lauren did.
He chuckles. "Are you wet slut? Following one of our most important rules?", he asks, but doesn't wait for a reply. Instead, he manhandles me to the desk and bends me over it. I squeak in surprise. He lifts my skirt so that my ass is bare and pushes my legs apart.
I'm now spread for him and he looses no time pushing two thick fingers into my cunt. They slide in, thanks to Lauren. He humms in appreciation. "You're a good slut as well", he says and starts to fuck me with his fingers, reaching around me to be able to tug at the chain between my breasts.
I moan as he picks up speed, but he doesn't push me over the edge.
I hear a zipper being pulled down and before I know it, the headmaster pushes his dick into my pussy. He slides in deep and I struggle to take his thick cock all the way, but he doesn't care. He stops only when his full length is stuffed in my hole.
He swats my ass, pulls his dick out again and pushes in with one forceful stroke, jostling my body. I can see that Lauren fucks herself on the dildo she'd been sitting on before. He settles a fast pace and I can hear him grunt behind me.
I mewl and he swats my ass again, upping his pace. This hard and fast fucking brings me to the brink of an orgasm quickly and this time, he lets me have my release.
I come around his cock like the slut I am, proving that I'll be a good student. My pussy clenches when I feel him cum as well. His strokes are getting slower but no less deep, his cum is dripping out of me now.
The headmaster pulls his cock out of my pussy and wipes his cum off on my thighs before tucking himself back into his pants.
"Welcome to the Slut Academy", he says as he leaves me. I'm breathing hard, acutely aware of the cum dripping out of my used hole.
Lauren is sitting on her chair, her rosy cheeks and relaxed posture tell me that she's had her orgasm as well.
I've just read your orc series and i am very enchanted with this universe 😳 I thought.. once you know you're gonna be auctioned off, do some people train in advance? Maybe there are specialized vegetable growers who focus on growing zucchini and eggplants with orcish size and bumps? People can either buy them or train on the growing plants to take bigger and bigger sizes every week? Maybe the auctioneers, orcs, and other interested folk can pay a small fee to access the gardens and watch?
god I love this idea :D I know I haven't been around to write a lot lately and prompts and ideas are piling up in my inbox. I am so sorry about that. I see them and I love your ideas!!!
How To Train Your Cockwarmer
Training, of course, begins as soon as the vegetables start growing. It's tradition to use zucchinis and eggplants to train slaves. It's said not only to make the vegetables grow better, but the slaves trained with them would flourish as well.
That is how I came to be here. I was already bought at an auction, but my orc wants me to be trained like this, as is tradition in his tribe. On my first day, the instructor showed us the plants. The veggies were small, but would soon grow in size. We were instructed to make sure we were wet. Training sessions begin in the cool morning air with stiff nipples and span a variety of things, including stretching the ass and pussy, but cockwarmers are also required to be obedient, be skilled in breast play have to be able to take a cock down their throat.
At the moment, I'm lying on the soft ground. I overcame my initial unwillingness to do this and stroked my clit until my pussy became wet. No orgasms are allowed unless the orc in charge says so. My pussy is dripping by the time he comes to me.
He starts by inspecting my hole. His fingers are rough as they slide through my slit, just barely dipping inside my hole. "Good slut", he praises me and maneuvers me so that my hole is aligned with a small-ish zucchini.
It's not a problem to get it in there. After all, it just started growing. The orc instructs me to kneel with my ass up next. He shows me an eggplant he plans on pushing into my ass.
"Is that safe?" I ask him. I expect him to get angry about it, but he doesn't.
"Good question, slut. I'm surprised."
He palms my ass and starts to play with it, pulling my cheeks apart and rubbing my small hole. "These plants are strong. The stem won't break and so the fruit will not get lost in your small little asshole, don't worry. My own cockwarmer was trained with these plants", he tells me, proudly.
That's actually reassuring. His cockwarmer looks fucked out and blissfull, her ass stretched around his cock. I'm surprised that there's no cum dripping out of her, but it is very early in the morning, after all.
"Now, reach around yourself and hold those cheeks apart for me, slut."
I do. It's a very humiliating pose; the people in my village would never even consider something like this, but things are different for the human cockwarmers in orc territory.
I feel him dripping some oil onto my asshole. I heard that once you're servicing an orc, they're only using their cum to lube you up - but since my orc is waiting for my trianing to be finished, I guess it makes sense to use oil.
The eggplant is a challenge to take up my ass with my pussy already filled. Once both are in, I'm panting. I can feel how stuffed my holes are.
"Now, hold that pose until I come back. Grip the zucchini with your pussy. It has to stay in."
I can only nod. He leaves me to stuff the other cockwarmers and I have time to think about my training. This is just the first stage. The vegetables in this valley grow to impressive sizes and while being stuffed like this is alright right now, imagining how much more they will stretch me as they grow has me squirming.
It's two weeks and four days later that my orc and his entire family come to oversee my training. It's not much longer now and it gets increasingly harder to fit the now oversized veggies into my holes.
The instructor knew they'd be coming, so he stuffed me first, pushing the eggplant into my poor, used asshole with force. I whine when I feel it sliding in. It's size has grown significantly over the last days and it's got a healthy color now, too. Just about ripe for harvesting. The zucchini follows. It's long and thick and pushes all the way into my cunt. To top it off, he forces a small pumpkin between my teeth to gag me, leaving me stuffed like this with my ass in the air for my orc to see.
I recognize him from the auction house. He and his family are strolling around the fields and they've already bought some veggies. His mother spots me first and pulls the others over just as the instructor calls out to them.
"How is the training going?", he asks.
"Very good. She's ready. You can inspect the vegetables she's able to take now and decide if you want to take her home now or if you want to leave her another few days."
My orc steps forward and bends down to look into my face. "You're ready, pet?"
I blink up at him and he grins and pulls his massive cock out of his pants to show me. My eyes widen, but I think of the huge zucchini stretching my pussy and nod at him, once. He strokes my cheek, "good pet."
The instructor pulls out the zucchini and shows off how big it is. "One of the fastest growing this year! She took it like a pro."
The orcs murmur and nod and demand to see the eggplant as well. The instructor pulls it out slowly, so the orcs can see how my ass clenches as is slides out and how my asshole gapes once it's out.
"We'll take her today. Put the eggplant back into her ass, but leave her pussy empty."
The instructor secures the eggplant so it won't slide in all the way once it's not attached to the stem anymore and slaps my cunt a few times to make me clench. My orc leads me to their carriage. He has to steady me, because walking with this massive rod in my ass isn't easy. He slaps my ass once me make it and chuckles when I clench down hard onto the eggplant, which makes me moan loudly around the pumpkin still in my mouth. I won't let go of that until he tells me to, I'm a good cockwarmer!
He lifts me and I spread my legs as he lines his cock up with my pussy. It's bigger still than the zucchini, but I'm sure I can take it. "Good pet," he praises me. "Ready?"
I nod and he loweres me onto his thick cock. It's a stretch that I feel all the way up. I don't think I've ever felt something this incredible before. I'm stuffed so full and his cock is hot and heavy, nothing like the zucchini I trained with. It feels right.
