GIMME LOVE

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[thclcstgirls]

fckinbratty‌:

“What would be the anything else?” The man chuckled as he pushed her into the room, shutting the door behind her. “I’ll be nice to you if you act like a good little toy for use. Mason wandered over to the table, tapping on it twice. “Get up and put your hands back into the slots and your legs under the bar.” Mason just stared, clearly not sympathetic to her plight. “I heard you were a fresh daisy, has that cunt been fucked yet?”

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There wasn’t anything she could offer him that wasn’t already at his disposal. Even offering him the use of her body meant nothing, considering he could take what he wanted without her consent. Dreading what was to come, Tara climbed onto the table wordlessly, wincing as her plug jostled uncomfortably within her. Once she was properly sprawled, her limbs trapped under the contraption, she exhaled slowly. “No. Just the riding practice earlier.” She’d nearly been taken during public humiliation, but luckily her time ended before it could happen. 

[thclcstgirls]

fckinbratty‌:

plot: based in a free use universe where mason works at a corrective facility for people who break the rules

Mason’s day was annoying sometimes. He made sure the girls, criminals, days went as follow:

7:00-7:30: wake up and get ready (buttplug, 6 inch high heels, collar)

7:30-10:00: eat and normal morning activities 

10:00-10:30: practice cock sucking on a dildo 

10:30-11:00: practice dick riding on dildo

11:30-12:00: public humiliation (giving strip teases to any amazing volunteers who want to come help the girls learn their place)

12:00-2:00:  correction time

3:00-9:00: public fucktoy time with lunch and dinner breaks in there

9:30: bed time 

His favorite time was correction time. It was the time he got to do whatever he wanted to them. He found it much more effective than simply being a public fucktoy - brought out, strapped down and fucked by any number of amazing, wonderful volunteers that want to use the girls as a public cumdump. 

12:10 and he got his first girl of the day from her cage after the public humilation of the day and led her towards the correction room. 

When the law had come into effect, it was the first time in her life that Tara actively fought against the way things were run. Some naive part of her believed that the few women who rose up could change things, make things right for females everywhere. 

Now she was being dragged out for the first of many correction blocks, tear tracks dried on her face. She winced as she walked behind the man, head bowed and her gait unsteady on the heels she was forced to wear. The plug stretching out her virgin ass was nearly unbearable, her cunt still aching from the dildo that took her innocence not even two hours before. “Don’t make me do this.” She pleaded to the man, hoping he didn’t hear the tremble in her voice. “Please, I’m begging you, I’ll do anything else, just don’t make me go to this.”

[scftpcrn]

“A test may prove that you aren’t an addicted, but the charge will be trafficking. It was a lot of drugs found inside your car." Anyone looking at the girl would see that she wasn’t a drug dealer. Ash really had no idea how that drug had gotten there. Maybe a troubled brother? Or a complicated boyfriend. "My obligation compels me to do the right thing. It means taking you to the police station and give them all the information about what I found here. But.. For some reason, I liked you…” Ashlinn whispered in a low tone. Of course. She needed to make it clear that the things she would do to the girl in the next few moments would be a kind of altruistic sacrifice.“So… If you confess the drug is yours, we can get rid of it and I’ll forgive the whole thing. But I’ll also give you a small punishment so you can remind selling drugs is wrong.” She looking inside her eyes with a cold expression. “How is it going to be?”

[thclcstgirls]

She had gotten into some minor scrapes in the past, but never anything harsh enough to warrant jail time and never having to do with drugs. With the way her financial situation was deteriorating, she couldn’t afford to spend any amount of time in jail. Alina sighed, rubbing her hand across her face in defeat. A small punishment would be worth it to have all of this nonsense dropped from any sort of record.  “Alright, fine.” Inhaling slowly, she closed her eyes, as if that could block out her memory for the next few seconds. “The drugs are mine. Okay, you happy? Can I go now?” She expected the punishment to be some hopped up ticket, something to scare her into keeping her nose clean despite everything she said. 

[thclcstgirls]

@fckinbratty​ (for nix)

“Sorry, we’re closed.” 

Her back was to the door when the bell above it chimed, her concern resting with the few used glasses behind the counter. It was a pretty successful night, even without factoring in the drunk college kids that wandered in an hour ago and left a huge tip after a couple rounds of shots. She never expected this sort of business to be an easy one to run, but so far Alina was content. The money was good, her customers weren’t insane, and she was her own boss. 

Sensing someone behind the counter, she sighed in annoyance before setting a pint glass down, turning to face the late night straggler. He wasn’t a familiar face, not that she would’ve afforded him any sort of leeway if he was. “Listen, I told you, we’re closed. Thought all the lights being out outside would’ve been a big clue.”

[thclcstgirls]

scftpcrn‌:

ashlinn was sure the girl was innocent since the moment she put her eyes on her. anyway, it wasn’t enough to dissuade her of taking advantage from that situation. the car was still hers and the drugs were still inside. “well, miss boyd. your situation is very complicated. weed… i could let it pass. but cocaine…“ ashlinn scowled. “i have no option but taking you to the jail." the police woman handcuffed the girl and led her into the car. sirens on, ashlinn started driving toward the police station. she was in no hurry though. ash was more interested in the conversation she knew they would have in the next few minutes.

This was a definite set up and she could have screamed at how unfair this entire charade was. Despite her rough upbringing, this was the first time Alina was put in the back of a police cruiser and she kept her head against the window, if only to focus on anything but the flashing lights and the overly loud siren. How was she going to get out of this? “It’s not mine, I swear.” She said, knowing that the cop probably condemned her in her head already. “Listen, I can prove it. I know you guys can run tests and shit, just do one on me and you’ll see that I’m clean.”

[ofmomcnts]

listen.. i’m not saying i need a single-father and his nanny plot but like… i need a single-father and his nanny plot

[thclcstgirls]

edgecfeden‌:

“careful wearing that around, you might give your old man an idea or two,” oscar said with an open grin, strolling into the morning sun-filled kitchen. he didn’t hide how his gaze lingered over his new stepdaughter’s form under thin pajamas. from the moment he saw her a couple months ago, he knew she had a body built for sex, built to be fucked well, and everything they’d done since then had only shown he was right. no one had called him out for it, yet, but honestly, she was part of the reason he married her mother in the first place. the other parts? pure political power. “unless you’re trying to show off for me.” oscar clicked his tongue and spread his palm over the full, warm curve of cataleya’s ass, giving it a casual squeeze. @thclcstgirls​

In the beginning she wanted nothing to do with her mother’s new husband. After all the years her parents had been together, it was a harsh blow to come back from school for Christmas to find out they were divorced and her mom was married to a complete stranger. What was worse was knowing that he had no qualms about leering over her, like she was nothing more than a prize to be won, a woman to be conquered. It still filled her with shame knowing how easily she’d allowed him to take her virginity and use her body for his own pleasure, but there was no denying that he brought her to ecstasy like she never imagined. Cataleya tensed as his hand landed on her ass, pressing her thighs together, as if that could quell her sudden desire. “Stop, someone could see us.” The last thing she wanted was for anyone, least of all her mother, to discover them. 

[lustyargonianmaid]

[thclcstgirls]

cntrolmeindie‌:

“Calm down, Calm down, Baby,” he cooed, rubbing his hand up the inside of her exposed thigh. She looked like the perfect offering: tight cunt, untouched ass, smooth, soft skin. And she was all his. He ran his fingers over her pretty pussy lips, wondering if she’d ever been touched before, if she’d let the other men she nannied for fuck her over the kitchen table after the kids went to sleep. Or was sure pure, waiting for the right one? “You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep struggling like that,” he said softly, lettings his fingers roam higher, toward her hipbone, then up her stomach, then trailed around her nipples. It was cold in the basement, and he kept it that way on purpose. It was also sound proof, though the gag in her mouth now kept that from being a problem anyway. “These ropes can be rough on soft skin. And yours is so beautiful. I wouldn’t want to ruin that.” 

How could he think that she could ever be calm when he had her trussed up like this? She shivered as his fingers ran over her body, squirming with every sensitive area that he touched, turning her head from him to show her displeasure. This was a nightmare that she had to wake up from, but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t. Tara whimpered at his words, biting on the gag to try and break through it, if only so she could yell at him for daring to do this to her. In her current state there wasn’t much she could do, except to recoil from his touches in utter disgust. 

[thclcstgirls]

cntrolmeindie‌:

@thclcstgirls​

Damn, she looked good like this: a rag shoved into her mouth as a gag, her legs spread and tied at the ankles and the knees to keep her glistening holes wide open, her wrists pinned to the breeding stand. He’d tied rope around her breasts too, making sure they were perky and well emphasized; they would become her most important asset once she was knocked up. 

The moment he’d seen her, walking into his girlfriend’s house to play nanny, he knew he had to have her: forget his girlfriend. This was the one he’d wanted, and it was only too easy to get her. He’d put in a call that he needed a nanny–though he had no children–and when she’d arrived, he’d placed the rag over her mouth with chloroform and tied her up while she was still unconscious. Now, he watched as she stirred, standing above her, still fully dressed himself. 

“Morning, Beautiful,” he greeted when finally her eyes opened. 

Everything about this job had seemed sketchy to begin with. No questions about her availability, her background, whether or not she was CPR certified (she was). That should have been her first clue to realizing that this was all bound to go wrong. But times were hard and money was money so Tara went for her in person interview the next afternoon, hardly through the door before there was a hand over her mouth and fumes clogging her sinuses. 

Now that she was waking, her head throbbing painfully as her eyes slowly blinked open, she panicked at the unfamiliar ceiling, trying to push herself up to sit. Only she couldn’t. Her eyes widened as she saw how her captor had her displayed, wrenching hard at the ropes to free herself. Her face was flushed red with mortification, though her head whipped around instantly when she heard a male voice. She screamed behind the gag at him to let her go, already feeling tears welling in her eyes.

[thclcstgirls]

risingtemperature‌:

“You’re gonna regret this..” Myles said through grit teeth as she refused to answer his question. His right hand rising in the air palm stretched flat. He let it slam down against her ass. Not once. He brought it back, and struck again. Then again, and again. Leaving her cheek red. He tugged at the roots of her hair. “Y-you gonna rethink your answer, huh?” He groaned. That was the groan of completion. He was getting so close. About to burst at any second. Her admission would push him over the edge.

Fuck, how she hated him in that moment. Tara whimpered with every strike he made against her ass, the skin hot to the touch as it started to turn a blotchy red from the impact. Yet still she couldn’t truthfully say she wasn’t turned on. “Shit, Myles- yes, I love it, I love your cock inside me!” She admitted tearfully, crying out as he tugged roughly on her hair. Before she could warn him, she was cumming hard beneath him, her inner muscles clenching tightly around him, her body shuddering under him. The intensity was so great that she fell facefirst into the sheets, panting to catch her breath while he still hovered over her. 

[thclcstgirls]

So I'm out right now, but I'll be on discord if anyone wants to plot or talk. Message me for my tag and I'll add you.

[thclcstgirls]

Still trying to get a bit more traction here, so like for a starter from one of my girls! You can IM me if you’d like anyone specific. 

[thclcstgirls]

ofginjxints‌:

What was he doing really? Not only was he risking it all by escaping his duties, but there he was betraying his vows as well. There Phineas was, about to go on…a date, with a woman half his age, no less. It was completely irresponsible, what he had suggested in the first place, but he knew he would feel worse if he stood her up with no rhyme or reason.

So there he was, tugging at a pale blue necktie that somehow felt tighter than his clerical collar as he approached the Italian restaurant she had suggested the week before. He had arrived a little earlier so he could at least settle himself even if he were unable to make himself comfortable. It wasn’t long before she arrived though, that same kind and generous smile on her face as she came through the door. He stood up and walked over to pull the seat out for her.

“You look lovely.” The words slipped from his lips almost unconsciously as he took her in. “I’ve just ordered some water for us but otherwise I wanted to wait for you.”

Once he was up and out of his seat, it was hard to miss him. It was like her misgivings about the night disappeared when she finally saw him, reminded all too keenly of the past few weekends they spent at the bar. With Phineas, she felt like she could let loose and be herself, not the meek little nanny that she was forced to be during the week. Seeing him in person banished any of the doubts she’d been harboring. 

“Thank you. You look lovely too. I mean, handsome. You always look handsome, but even more tonight.” She laughed nervously to cover her rambling, taking the seat he pulled out for her. Such a gentleman, as always. How could Tara be so lucky? 

“We could order some drinks to start us off, then work on food if you’d like? The ravioli is made fresh every day.” Not that she figured she would be eating much with her nerves still lingering. “So... how was your week? Work treating you well?”

[thclcstgirls]

risingtemperature‌:

“You can be honest with me, darling. It isn’t anything to be ashamed of.. I can feel how damp you are down there..” Clyde whispered as he leaned lower into her frame. His lips starting to lay wet kisses down her collarbone as he let one hand up off her wrists, and led it to drag her panties down around her hips. “I’m gonna put it in now..”

She doubted her face could get any redder, already feeling how hot her skin was because of her blushing. When he grasped at her panties, her thighs trying to cling to them briefly before he dragged them away, she gasped softly, suddenly aware of how defenseless she was. All it had taken were a few pretty words and she was in his bed. “Gently, please?” She asked, hoping he would listen this one time.

[thclcstgirls]

risingtemperature‌:

It was hot when he buried all of himself in her. It was hotter when she didn’t back talk, or say anything just did as he ordered. Rotating her hips back, and forth. Her sweet silky walls clenching tight around him, and making him groan. Teeth grit together as he tried to prolong other sounds from escaping him. His nails digging into both of her hips as he made her fuck herself on his cock. “Y-you like that huh? You love this cock, don’t you, baby?” 

This was so intensely wrong for the two of them to be doing, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. All she could focus on was the sensation of his cock filling her up nearly to the point of pain. She whimpered as his nails dug into her skin, already feeling the tiny cuts he left behind. Her hips kept moving back onto him, cunt still milking him for everything he had. Tara wanted to tell him not to get so cocky, but it was impossible when she was doing everything she could not to cum so soon. 

[thclcstgirls]

risingtemperature‌:

His spare hand rose, and came down on her ass with a quick swiftness. Leaving it marred crimson under the stinging pressure of his hand. It was a battle for dominance with her, and he was going to make her submit. Her teasing challenge making him grin. “Damn right.. S-spent most my life not getting laid.. I decided I can go for a few more years.. Now throw that ass back on my cock, and be quiet.. Slut.” All of his motion stopped, provoking her to do something about it as he went limp with his cock buried to the hilt inside of her. 

Was that what she was now? Nothing but a slut who took his cock like he was just any random guy? Tara hissed as he buried himself entirely within her, her fingers clutching at the bedsheets to try and anchor herself. As uncomfortable as it was, he still felt amazing inside her. Biting her lip, she did as he commanded, her hips rolling back and forth slowly, velvety muscles squeezing along his length just like she practiced. She buried her face back into the sheets to muffle her moans, not wanting to alert anyone to what they were doing.