#filthdesire

[filthysins]

closed starter for @filthdesire​ ft. juliana

she was alone in her room, hips slowly bouncing up and down on a dildo that could only be described as huge while she forced herself to take it deeper and deeper. juliana had been challenged by her subscribers to try to take the whole thing, and since she’d never been one to shy away from a challenge the girl had accepted. here quiet moans filled the room, grateful that there was no one home to hear her because it was impossible for the brunette to keep quiet when she finally took those last couple of inches. “h-holy shit, see guys. i told you i could take it.” she said, panting and giving her ass a wiggle before slowly she began to lift herself off the toy so she could show off the way it had gaped her tight hole. looking over her shoulder she smiled into the camera, giggling sweetly before jumping and whipping around at the sound of her bedroom door slamming open. “theo? i-i didn’t know you were home.” she muttered, not bothering to try to cover her naked body or hide the dildo that laid just a few inches away from her while she knelt there staring wide eyed up at her stepfather in shock. 

[edgecfeden]

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"ohh, camera, photographer…" arden clicked her tongue, relaxing back on the couch. "that makes sense. i guess we should put away the fun stuff…" she sighed, pushing the tray with the coke on it across the table with her foot. this was a bit of a downer, having to do more actual work when they were trying to unwind after a show—as much as posing for pictures counted as work. she supposed it was a low price to pay for fame and fortune, either way.

"glad you liked it," sydney offered, already sizing the other woman up. the vibe was definitely professional, but there was something else there, too, if she wasn't mistaken. "yeah, our fans are great. some get a little obsessed, but…what can you do, right?" she hummed at cleo's offer to let them show off—something arden and sydney rarely turned down a chance for. still, she didn’t answer just yet. "can we get you a drink?" she offered, letting a light little smirk curve her lips as she easily poured one. "or are you all business, no pleasure?"

[fvckdolls]

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     alessandra didn't get nervous easily, but she couldn't deny the hint of anxiousness that churned in her stomach. she mostly just wanted this internship to be over with--she didn't care about the experience, or what it would do for her resume, or whatever bullshit it was her parents had spouted while they forced her to apply. she was already rich, what did she need a job for? it was only when they had threatened to cut off her allowance for the summer that she finally succumbed, and now here she was in a pencil skirt and blouse, amidst a sea of indifferent corporate types. as she steps off the elevator she's greeted by a warm, friendly face, as if they've been waiting for her. she sticks out her hand for a handshake, a confident smile on her face. "hi, i'm alessandra, i'm the new intern."

[alltwistedup]

starter for @filthdesire​

     letting impatience get the best of her, riley glanced at the time before closing her laptop and beginning to shove a her things into her bag. she’d been sitting around campus since her last class of the day ended a couple of hours earlier, telling herself she was going to at least try to get some work done. riley hadn’t been too successful in those regards, too wound up and eager for the ‘appointment’ she’d set with one of her professors earlier in the week. those appointments had become a regular occurrence after she’d accidentally attached a nude to an email she’d sent him a couple of months earlier, not that they spent the time doing anything academic. she had just seen james a couple of hours earlier in class, just fifteen minutes after she’d sent him an up skirt photo from the bathroom that clearly showed the jewel of the plug in her ass under the black material of her thong. with the plug still buried inside her, riley crossed the building quickly to approach james’ office as she did sometimes twice a week. “thanks for finding the time to sit down with me again,” she told him, already smirking as she shut the door behind her and immediately clicking the lock.

[northernxmuses]

Owned || Amelia & Ragnar

Ragnar was a miserable man. How had it come to this? Put to auction like a slave ... no, not like a slave. He was a slave. Ragnar Lothbrook. Once a farmer, a husband, a father, a warrior, a king and now he was merely a slave. The humiliation was complete. Death would have been sweeter than this ignoble existence. He looked out at those in the hall, as if daring them to purchase him. 

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