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First I'd beg you to let me have your cock in my mouth, wanting to have a taste. Then when you say yes, I'd drop to my knees and take it down my throat. I'd suck you off as you fuck my face and resist the urge to touch myself, even though I'd be rock hard. Then when I can't take it anymore I'd pop off and plead for you to take my ass. With my face on the floor, I'd groaned loudly at the burn your huge dick would cause without any prep. And you would fuck me so hard I'd come without being touched
"Lets make it happen, Captain."
TELL ME HOW YOU’D FUCK ME ANONYMOUSLY.
mcnroeclrk:
“Someone’s eager.” She chuckled. She remained still, looking at him through her tinted sunglasses. “And if I’m not ready?”
“We don’t have to go now. We can take our time.” He said. “I’m fine with either or.” He shrugged in a nonchalant manor. Truthfully though, he was always eager for a good shag.
mcnroeclrk:
“Monroe. Monroe Clark.” She said, letting her head fall to the side so she could look at him, her gaze meeting his own over the top of her sunglasses. “Though you won’t be using my name later, babe.”
“You’ll be needing my name right? Since you said that you’d be what? Screaming my name?” James couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m James.” He said softly. “I’m ready whenever you are.” He said, as he used his inhuman speed to get up and stand back up on his feet.
ccidtaylor:
His tongue was simply magical, each little flick of his tongue giving her intense pleasure that she wanted to make last for as long as she could. She still did her best to remain still, but eventually her hand would push into his hair, tugging lightly as she moved her hips against his mouth. Her breathing was labored when he pulled back, her eyes opening to look at him to see what he was going to do next. It was when he paused, and asked about her species that she chuckled. “No, of course I’m not. I’d be in a cell otherwise.” she sighed. “Does this change anything, or are you still desperate to fuck me right now?” She asked, nodding towards the quite noticeable bulge in his pants.
A chuckle escaped his throat as she used the word desperate. “Desperate? I could stop right now if I wanted, but I don’t think you’d want me to do that.” He said, as he paused to hear what else she had to say. “No, it doesn’t. It just means I can play with you more.” James said, as he used the knife to trail along her skin teasingly. He made his way under her breasts and then down her lower stomach area.
mcnroeclrk:
“Let me take you to my cabin, love.” she said, still relaxed back in her chair, looking like a goddess in the sun as she spoke. “I’ll show you just how easy it is to lose control.”
“I should probably get your name first.” James was a little hesitant about letting this women take control of him. But he figured that it would be a good exercise for him as a master. It would help him understand how his subs felt.
greysonmanning:
Greyson huffed as James mentioned that. His cheeks turning red in a bit of embarrassment. “Fine.” Greyson said as he scrunched up his nose. He didn’t really help James out much when he was trying to get his onesie off of him. But it didn’t seem like James needed his help anyway. “Baths are no fun.”
“You’ve never had a bath with me then. They can be very fun.” James said, as he tapped the boys nose playfully. He spun him around and slapped his ass gently as a sign of encouragement. “Now let’s go and get you cleaned up.”
mcnroeclrk:
Monroe stayed still, the only change was the curve of her lips as they curled into a smirk. “Yeah?” she asked, her finger nails, painted a perfect blood red, tapping the arms of her sun bed as she took in the heat of the sun above them. “I think you’re itching for someone to take control, you’re so tense. I can see it from here.” She said, as if she were still looking at him, when of course her eyes were closed. But she had seen him before, while dripping wet and completely delicious, the stress radiated off him.
“If only it were that easy.” James said. He exercised control on a daily basis. He had reasons for his methods of madness. Reasons which would never be spoken of, and would be taken to his grave, if he ever met with actual death and eternal sleep.
𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 … … 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝖺𝗇𝖽 sins 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖾 ???
ccidtaylor:
“Yes…” she whispered, answering his question. The idea of him taking control was getting her turned on in more than one way. Caid gasped softly at the sight of him so easily slicing through the black lace she had on. They were one of her favorite pairs, but also so easily replaced. In the moment, the sight of him cutting her out of her clothing was all she wanted, so right now he could destroy everything she had on if he wanted- he’d be met with no argument. She felt his lips on her finally, and he was rewarded with a loud, deep, groan from the small woman. Her back arching off the bed just slightly at the feeling of his tongue on her clit.
James had been enjoying the taste of her as his tongue rolled over her sensitive spots. This act was performed for a bit as he knew that she was enjoying it. But soon his cock wouldn’t be able to take anymore of the aching need to be inside her. As much as he loved giving her pleasure, he needed to receive some of his own. James pulled back, when he looked back up at her, he noticed that her wounds had healed. This intrigued him. If her wounds had healed that quickly then she would have had to of been part of the supernatural realm. “Wait, you’re not human.” James breathed. Of course she wasn’t human. It couldn’t have been possible.
mcnroeclrk:
Monroe’s brow quirked when he talked about the ball gag. Sure, she had been in that wonderful position before, but something told her that he didn’t exactly want someone to simply submit to him. She tipped her glasses down, her eyes slightly darker than their normal hazel brown as she smirked. “Hmm. Something tells me that you’d rather hear me screaming your name as I ride you instead.” She said, without worry of who might hear. “But feel free to correct me if I’m wrong.” she said as she sat back, putting her glasses back in place as she let her head fall back to where it once rested.
“That would be a nice change of pace then what I’m normally used too. I wouldn’t be opposed.” James said, as he lied down on his back, soaking in the sun that was peering through the clear glass windows above. He watched the light trail of clouds that trailed after another one by one.
mcnroeclrk:
Monroe saw the smirk, which meant not all hope was lost. She was the kind of girl that reveled in the attention of others, but never really showed it. It was more of an internal ego boost that manifested in her being more confident and open with the person as time went on. His words made her chuckle, her eyes closing behind her sunglasses. “Well, I hate to break it to you, handsome- I’ll talk if I want.” She said, never being someone that took order well. Hence her position here, she liked being the one in charge.
“What a shame. I’d rather much see you gagged with a ball instead.” He said, as he thought about it for a moment and couldn’t help but smile gently at the thought. He thought that having someone else around was going to be dragged out and terrible, but she didn’t seem so bad, now that he thought about it.
misscalliopedupont:
Calliope laid back and let her eyes close. She pictured her favorite slave and a small smile formed on her lips. “You’re new here aren’t you?” she asked as she opened her eyes again. She turned and looked at him, it was part curiosity, part attraction, part boredom on her part. She knew she hadn’t seen him before, but she also didn’t leave her cabin unless she was picking up a new slave or taking the slave out to the dungeon or the pool.
“Yes. I am. Is it that noticeable?” He asked. James decided to get back into the water as he was tired of the dry surface once more. He dipped his body under and stayed their for a few seconds to get away from the encounter but he knew he couldn’t stay there for forever. James returned back to surface as he ran his fingers through his drenched hair, eyeing her once more.
greysonmanning:
Greyson felt better knowing that James wasn’t mad at him. He couldn’t help but laugh a little as James began to unbutton his onesie. “Bath?” He questioned as James mentioned getting cleaned up, though he scrunched his nose. “Don’t wanna.” Greyson said as he crossed his arms over his chest. He didn’t want to take one just yet if that’s what James had meant by getting cleaned up.
“Yes. You’re taking a bath weather you like it or not. You don’t want left over pee on yourself, do you?” He questioned, as he cocked up a curious brow, hoping he would think logically about it and say no. Once James had finished unbuttoning the onesie, he shrugged it all the way down his body and discarded it onto the floor.
greysonmanning:
“No it’s okay. I get it. I don’t want anything to happen to you either. Especially considering that lock down we had not to long ago about the master and slave who had fallen love. Definitely don’t want that to end up being us.” Greyson explained. He still wished that James would consider claiming him. Least then he’d be out of the cells and we with a master he liked. “It’s fine. I like it when you’re all sappy and cute.” Greyson explained. He couldn’t help but almost giggle at the way James kissed his nose.
“That happened? I wonder why it’s a rule. It doesn’t make much sense to me.” James said, as he shrugged his shoulders, thinking about bringing up claiming him to Greyson. “What if I claimed you instead? It’s not a relationship but it’s close to one. That way nobody else can have you but me.” He said softly.