#sinfulmuses

[xenophiliarp]

@sinfulmuses hermione didn't think too much of it. she'd always do whatever her owner said, of course, and if he wanted her tattooed with such things, she figured there wasn't any harm in it. after all, who really was going to see those...? of course, what she didn't quite realize as she walked into the room was that there was an extra level of magic in the ink, apparently, that made everyone look at her and react as if those words were flashing neon right above her head with large arrows pointing right at her. hermione blinked and looked at Hector slightly, a quick glance and nothing more. "um... you called for me?"

What Hermione didn’t seem to realize, was that her entire outfit had been changed, her shirts now came down barely below her tits, and her skirt was maybe two inches long all the way around. The most covering things she wore were her stockings which didn’t come that close to her skirt.

The ink had dumbed her down a great deal, dulled her receptiveness to the changes he put to her wardrobe. “You’ve been an anal whore for me for a long time, little mudblood, come here.” He gestured to the spot on his desk where her body was all but engraved into it. A few spots were getting rather noticeably worn though.

“Let’s see how you take it when we switch things up and I start using your other hole.” This was a bit of a celebration on his part, he figured that his new fiancé would like a sisterwife, then already being best friends and everything before the Death Eater takeover. The red headed witch was present, this not normally her class either, he just wanted all three girls with matching tattoos present for this to see if they reacted at all. Fleur, part of this exchange course per his request, whom he’d also been fucking in his down time when he wasn’t training Hermione.

He wanted to see how each of his projects worked together, a mudblood, a pureblood, and a half-blood. There were quite a lot of potent fertility drugs mixed into the ink among other things. Being in the same room like this might just amplify them for the girls.

[goddamndaddies]

@sinfulmuses​ wanted a smutty one liner

“You’re going to be a good girl for me, aren’t you.”

[grexkpanthxn]

@sinfulmuses​ continued from the ask meme

“That isn’t what I want to hear princess.” Heracles said as she towered over the kneeling woman, an almost sadistic smirk on her lips. “I thought you were strong but truth be told you’re just another weakling pretending to be strong. Now say it. You know what I want you to say Kara.”

[findusinthelibrxry]

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Regina, the Evil Queen, just smirked, laughed, at the defiant little sheriff. The so-called Savior that thought she could stop her. Oh sure, Emma Swan was strong. Powerful. But not nearly like she was. Heroes never were. And it had been so easy, laying the right traps, issuing the right threats, to get the blonde to submit and fall. “Oh but you will. You do, as a matter of fact. You belong to her so you belong to me. It’s rather simple, even someone like you can understand it.”

That... that was different, the blonde told herself. What Regina and her had was... intimate... private... and not for the queen to claim. But something inside Emma told her the logistics didn’t matter, because whilst the queen and Regina were now separated, they were still one and the same. Still, she would not accept the other woman’s ownership so easily. “Where. Is. Regina?” she repeated, deciding it was easier to bypass the claim than deny or confirm it.

[halfpintsiphoner]

“I want to be your pet.” (Hope to, um, dark!Josie maybe?)

Josie had been preparing for the inescapable Hope Mikaelson confrontation. Assuming there would be some lame heroic attempt at ruining her fun sooner rather than later. This...Was not what she expected to hear when their home savior finally decided to intercept her.  

“What was that?” A soothing menace in her voice.  Darkened eyes observed her with demanding curiosity and a shadowy allure of interest. ”All this nice and exciting dark magic vibes must be messing with my ears. What was it that the most overpowered little bitch in supernatural history just said to me?”

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[theladiesofmystic]

Continued from (x)

An exaggerated expression of shock and surprise mocked Josie for a couple of seconds before she returned to a smug smirk. The only thing surprising here was seeing her finally accepting the obvious. 

“I would have never guessed. I mean...If only you didn't suck so much at lying to yourself. Or I didn't pay literally two seconds of attention to the way you keep finding these cozy magical loopholes to hallucinate with me. Or if I didn't knew just how needy you are.” She teasingly condescended her, slowly walking around her like a shark who just found itself a tasty treat. “Not to mention all those fantasies inside our head...Little slut.” She whispered with a wicked smirk.

“How good of a girl, Josie? This would be so much more fun if I could touch. Don't worry. I don't want the wheel of our body back. Not right now, at least. I think we could pull some very, very exciting possession game instead?” She seductively leaned, full of temptation, creating the perfect illusion of being about to devour her lips while dreaming of all the excitement that getting her weaker self to place her in control of other body could bring “Don't you want to feel something more than my magic...my dumb, precious little kitten?”

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[dontjudgesomeonebytheirblog]

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Dana rang the bell next to her, summoning both of her pets to her. She watched as they came in, Dracona’s mind still clearly blank of most everything, but Hermione’s struggling to find her place here. “Mm, you don’t look happy, my dear. Do you want Dracona to breed you again? Or do you just want me to piss on you until you recognize that your life could be much worse?”

[xenophiliarp]

@sinfulmuses diana knew this wasn't what her life had initially been like. at least, sometimes she thought she knew that. but other times, it seemed just as well that she had always been this, and thinking anything else that contradicted that was just silly and stupid on her part. but what could she expect? she was only a slut. sometimes, she thought she'd been proud. she thought she'd fought battles and won wars. she thought people had looked up to her, praised her. then she would come back to reality, usually when her Master came back, and diana would realize what a stupid and silly slut she was being. so when she was led out to the town's center, when she passed by countless people that looked at her like--well, diana wasn't even sure what they thought. she came to kneel at her Master's feet in the center, and smiled obediently as she lowered her head to the ground. head down. ass up. she needed him to use her, it was her only purpose in life..

Superboy was so fucking smug about this one, his timeline she wasn’t involved in JL business anymore, especially with him going and taking Leaguers out one by one. A couple of them in this way too, along the way he learned tons of secrets about other leaguers, ones from the past he’d probably never met. But after falling through time, it was like picking fruit fresh off the branch before anyone else could.

So he brought her here, to Themyscira, a place she’d be all too familiar with, and one of the secrets he’d learned of in the future.

He licked his lips when she so obediently put her ass up in the air for him, his cock was still nice and hard, despite having just cum a fat load over her face and tits. He grabbed the binding around her wrists and pressed his cock against her slit, rubbing it nice and slow against her.

“That’s a good girl, why don’t we show all your friends how breedable you are, my slutty Goddess.” How mockingly he added the last bit on as he started to push his fat cock into her pussy. He spared no expense shoving it all the way in, having the best access with her bent over like that, “Maybe I’ll show them how much of a bimbo slut you can really be and fuck your ass after too?” He gave her a playful and firm spank, the stuck his finger in her asshole down to the knuckle.