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Hatefucking you because there's nothing I want more than to demean, abuse, and humiliate you. I want to make you feel worthless and absolutely disgusting by the time I'm ready to discard you like the pathetic cunt you are. Maybe I'll record the whole thing so I can listen to your pretty cries for help again later.
SABRINA CARPENTER via Instagram (April 2022)
SABRINA CARPENTER performing at Lollapalooza Chile (March 13, 2026)
muse: paloma reyes, a carefree twentysomething who enjoys life and has a minor shopping problem (not self-admitted) plot: our building's delivery guy kinda sucks and keeps dropping my things off at your place but oh this is awkward because that one was not packaged discreetly connection: neighbor (t.aboo welcome)
her phone had dinged, letting her know her package had been delivered yet when she opened her door, nothing. rolling her eyes, she pulled open the text and checked out the visual proof of her delivery and groaned. that was so not her doormat but she did recognize it instantly and knew what had happened. she went to the stairs and jogged her way up one floor, the person who was almost right above her but one to the right. she could understand if the person was right above her but whatever, she could use the extra steps. knocking twice on their door, she gave her neighbor a bright smile. "i think you know what i'm here for," she laughed. "i swear, the day the delivery person gets it right, one of us will probably have moved out by then."
cherise was used to the occurence. the doorbell would ring, she'd open it, no one would be there, and a package would be on the floor. sure enough, that was exactly what happened so she bent down to pick it up, only to find a very boldly labeled box of sex toys. a remote vibrator, handcuffs and a ball gag. laughing to herself in amusement, she was about to go down and deliver it herself, but minutes later the neighbor in question knocked at her door. "someone's getting real kinky, huh?" she teased, having opened the box out of curiosity and held up the handcuffs and vibrator. "yeah, i wouldn't count on that happening either." she laughed, "but if you need someone to cuff you and rail your brains out, all you had to do was ask, you know?"
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alani could at least make it fun for her. mackenzie had found her entirely too easy. that had taken some of the thrill out of it. still, her lips curved into a smug smile as she crashed through the trees to see the girl there on her hands & knees. "look at you," kenzie purred. her boots crunching on fall leaves as she sauntered closer, watching alani attempt to scramble to her feet. "such a pretty little mouse." one of mackenzie's hands lifted, brushing dirt away from her prey's face with her thumb. she tugged on one of alani's dark tendrils, wrapping the curl around her finger. "you've gotten yourself all dirty, little one." she hummed the words with an air of disappointment, her expression reflecting it. something in kenzie's eyes shifted at the begged words. it wasn't kindness, however. "oh, my little mouse. i would never hurt you." thumb stroked over her cheek once more. "at least not in a way that you wouldn't enjoy."
alani flinched as the hand came out to brush the dirt off her face, then she let out a soft yelp at the unexpected tug. "ow!" she whined, looking up at mackenzie's face. "little mouse?" she repeated in shock. "just let me go, okay? i won't-- i won't tell anyone, and you can forget you ever saw me, and we can both go about our lives." she pleaded. "please. you don't -- you don't have to do this."
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"little mouse? come out, come out, wherever you are!" mackenzie's voice, sing-songy, called out through the trees. twilight was quickly approaching, casting long shadows through the branches, obscuring her view. hand rested against one tree trunk as she peered around, more listening than looking. for heavy breaths, the snap of twigs beneath foot. her little prize would slip up at some point. mackenzie knew it. "you know what happens if i catch you," she mused, voice loud enough to carry. whether it was a promise or a threat didn't matter. either way, she was going to have a little fun. at the sudden surprised squawk of a bird to her left, mackenzie turned, boots crunching fallen leaves as she walked. "little mouse?"
hearing the boots and rustling leaves nearing her position, alani was trapped now. she didn't know what this woman wanted with her, or why she'd been stalking her, but all she knew was she didn't want to be caught. because who knows what this woman would do to her if she found her. gritting her teeth as she bit back a sneeze and managed to hold it in, she peered around the large rock that was her hiding spot, only to clumsily fall face first into the dirt and get a face full of it, lacking any sort of grace whatsoever.
"ow.." she groaned quietly, and as she heard the movements hurry toward her, she tried to scramble to her feet in time, but failed. "don't hurt me, please! please!" she begged.
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"so i've been thinking." begins she, legs crossed as she looks across her bed to her sister. "i want to move out, i'm tired of living with mom and dad... but i want us to stay together." codependent, a bit too much so some people might say, cora just couldn't imagine not being able to see her sister or steal the other's clothes any time she wanted. "i know they're always gone," they were now, "but i feel like we deserve some privacy." just not from each other, of course.
having already moved out two entire years ago and only coming back to the old house just to visit her sister, junie would be lying if she said she didn't see this coming. "we've been joined at the hip our entire lives, cor." she points out. "i'm gone two years, and you already wanna get us reattached?" she smirks. "privacy, huh? is that it?"
alani yelps at the spreading of her abruised, bright red ass cheeks, nails digging into her flesh. "then... it's not like i'm going anywhere," she whimpers at the feeling of her juices trickling out of her cunt and running down her thighs, splashes of cum matting her face, hair and all over her body.
one hand moves, fingernails dragging across the beautifully abused skin, knowing full well it had to be sensitive to the touch and not holding back. one hand doesn't move from the cheek she grasps, keeping just the right angle so val gets the perfect vision of such puffy, swollen holes. "which hole should get some attention first, though? you were such a good girl, i think it's time to spoil you." only it was a lie, val would absolutely be ignoring the request. one lone finger traces down alani's crack, stopping to circle the girl's asshole and play with the cum caked and drying there.
alani shrieks as the perfectly manicured- and sharp nails drag across her skin, leaving scrape marks. "my pussy, please-- my ass can't take anymore--" she flinches feeling the finger slide down the valley of her ass. "please--" she croaks.
genesis smirks at the woman's words. "how about we find out?" she winks, reaching over with her free hand to grab and squeeze a plump cheek. "mm, so fat. how do you fit this thing into any clothes?" she laughs playfully.
was janelle wearing an impossibly short dress? absolutely. she knew her attire was begging for attention, and maybe, just maybe, that's all janelle had come out for. she's about to respond to the challenge when the hand finally does meet her ass, causing her to bite her lip for a moment. "it's pretty hard, in fact, one tug and this dress would come right up." words so nonchalant as she finishes her drink. "even harder to wear underwear." her game wasn't so much playing hard to get, janelle really was just a devious little tease.
genesis smacks the girl's ass, nails digging into flesh. "you as much of a slut as you dress?" she challenged, eyeing the woman as she downed her own drink, sinking in the way the other's teeth sunk into her lip.
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"you're such a slut." a great greeting from the older sister. "you're really going to go out in that dress? your ass is hanging out." and despite her harsh words, zara was fucking eating it up. it'd been such an interesting turn of events, playful bullying of her sister to whatever they had now, whatever she wanted now. "bet you aren't even wearing underwear." a challenge, she wanted to see how her darling baby sister responded. mia had been letting zara get away with every single insult flung for a while now, would she stand up for herself or would her little baby sister continue to let it happen... and just how much would she let happen?
mia frowned at her sister's greeting. "no it's not!" she huffed. "what kind of girl do you think i am, i'm not a slut. of course i'm wearing panties."
muse: anika lockhart. part time stripper, full time sugar baby. 22. she/her.
plot: tbh, idk... go wild with the connections lol. could go a lot darker too, just hit me in the dms and we can figure things out... k.idnapping perhaps?
open to: m/f/nb 21+. age gaps welcomed!! (pls read rules and kinks before replying!!)
anika was seated in the living room on their couch, looking up at the other. "so, are you gonna tell me why you paid for me for the entire night? or show me?" she challenged playfully.
esme wasn't nervous, not really, but she was uncertain of how she wished to proceed. she clearly wanted the other, and she didn't want that to stop just after one night. paying for anika had been easy, keeping the other? well, let's just say esme had a very special type of basement. "that depends, how... open to exploring are you?" she had to phrase her words carefully, tread lightly.
"i'd be open to whatever you want, sexy," anika purred, eyeing the woman as she spoke, deciding to take initiative and straddle the woman's lap as she looked down at her. "just lay your ideas on me," she pressed her breasts together in the skimpy bra right in esme's face as she spoke.
"oh, well, it's no problem," alani smirked, firmly fondling the older's ass, her own erection blooming under her reasonable skirt. "mm, this? this, is a nice ass." she pressed her bulge up against them, pinning them to the wall of the train between her weight and the wall. "so fucking sexy." she purred in danni's ear.
danni couldn't help the moan. not when the other's bulge was pushed up against them like that. it felt huge, even with the small skirt of theirs and the longer one of hers. as the train kept moving, they could feel the thick cheeks of their wiggle against her. "you do this to everyone on the train? in public?" whispered so no one but those especially close to hear as they wiggled more.
alani purred into the other's ear, smirking. "nah. but i do do this to you." hand comes down to grab and squeeze at the older's cheeks under their skirt. "fuck, i really wanna break that ass in," she giggles, like she's not saying the world's most wild things to be saying in public.