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Sorry for lack of horny i have been binging fallout 4 lol

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So two people got decked out by right wingers shouting nazi propaganda my mate got attacked just for walking home because his zone was where protests were. He was literally just leaving work. Not even in the protest not protestor nor a counter protestor but a right wing looser still chose to attack him from behind. BTW what he did is considered ATTEMPTED MURDER. He was hit right above his ear. That could have killed him in ONE hit. Yall right wing cucks aint nothing but lil white boys who love violence and will take ANY excuses to enact it. If a rightie comes up to me theres gonna be a police baton jamed down their throat 🤭

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“Look at all these foreigners stealing our jobs theres 100 just been dropped off!!!!”

The 100 sea cadets who just got dropped off their annual camp in the cliffs;

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Tryna convince my husband he should be dbd ghostface. For our anniversary..

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I just know ts gonna set off a fucking riot

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Holy shit can we dance by the vamps what a fucking blast to the past

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I have been on an absolute writing streak

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Breakdown

Bo Sinclair X Male!Bottom!Reader

(Noncon / Deepthroating / Spit As Lube)

You let out a growl and slammed at your wheel before sighing in resignation, utterly hopeless. A tow truck suddenly pulled up behind you, your naivety too rampant to question how one had appeared just as you needed it. Instead you got out of your car, smiling hopefully at the man approaching you. He had on a truck cap and looked like he had been working up a storm, sweat caking his skin. “Hello there, you lost?” You shook your head. “No, sir. Cars broken, not sure whats wrong with it.” You chuckled nervously, suddenly wishing you had bothered to properly look into the care of yourself vehicle.

“Well then, let’s see what we got here. Go on crack the hood there for me.” You smiled at his positive tone, grateful for the help. “Thank you so much! I can give you some cash?” He waved you off as he pulled up your hood, checking for the source of your problems.

He tutted, gear box was fucked. You were actually lucky you had gotten it as far as you had, seemed like it should’ve given out about ten miles ago. “This your problem, gear box is ruined.” He frowned as he wiped his oily hands on his shirt. “Can take you to my brother, he knows his stuff.” You agreed before you really thought about it, the man seemed super kind after all. “Lester.” He stuck his hand out and you quickly shook it, smiling at him as you gave him your name.

“Ten minute drive and we’ll be there, get you sorted out.” You thanked him again, hopping into his truck. He slid in next to you and pulled out, tucking back in at the front of your car. “Do me a favour, get out and just hook the claw under your bumper.” You nodded and quickly popped out, guiding him further back until you could get the hook in place. You secured it up and tapped the van, letting him know it was ready.

You stood back, watching as your car was raised for a moment before you hopped back into the passenger seat. “So, Lester, you a mechanic or?” You questioned, looking over to him. “I do clean up, pick up trash and dead animals. Get rid of em.” You smiled a bit wider at him. “So you keep things clean?” Surprisingly it was Lester who was mildly perturbed by your behaviour, he never really came across people who seemed so open to him. It was certainly refreshing.

You had both ended up chatting all the way back, sending each other into fits of laughter with various stories. It was a lot darker when you pulled up to his brothers. “He won’t be at garage now, bit late but he’ll fix you up good first thing tomorrow.” You bit your lip as concern washed over you. “Anywhere to stay here?” Before he could answer the door swung open, a large man coming out. He looked bulky, also dawning a cap. “Who’s this?” Their thick country accents were a new delight to your ears, trying to ignore the way the southern twine went straight to your stomach. “(Name), his gear box is fucked.” He nodded as he eyes you up and down, you felt heavily judged. You supposed you were dressed pretty different to them.

“Have to order it. You’re welcome to stay until it comes.” The kindness touched you. “Th-that would be great! I can pay.” You rushed out, feeling grateful that you wouldn’t have to search for somewhere open so late. They both lead you into the house, keeping close to you. “I’ll show you to your room.” Lester smiled, kindness radiating from the man. He seemed totally different to his brother, sure he seemed friendly but there was something dark about him.

You followed Lester to the room, you sat on the bed and thanked him again. It was only now you realised you never got his brother’s name, you shrugged and figured you would get it tomorrow. “I gotta go back out so i’ll see you tomorrow?” You nodded at Lester and bid him good night. He closed the door behind him and you pulled off your bottoms and then threw yourself onto the bed, it was rather comfortable.

You didn’t remember passing out but you must have, waking up to a loud noise. Curiously took you and you got up, making your way out of the room. You followed the noise and came face to face with a door, just as you were about to open it a voice stopped you. “What you think you’re doing?” You froze, feeling like ice had just been shot into your veins. You shakily turned around to face the larger brother, he stood threateningly over you. “Oh-I heard a loud noise.” You trailed off, gulping down your nerves.

“Well, let me show you back to your room.” You took a shaky breath. “I’m okay, thank you.” It came out quieter than you had intended, sounding weak even to you. He didn’t say anything else but you could feel his eyes on you until you were in your room.

There was something about you that drew Bo in, making him uncomfortable as his thoughts would quickly turn x-rated. He usually went for women, even then it most ended in their deaths but for some reason he wanted something more with you. Wicked thoughts of those pretty eyes of yours looking up at him, bubbling with tears as you swallowed down his cock. You look like you’d break quick, he liked that. He grit his teeth as he watched you retreat, watching your ass sway as you walked away. Your boxers were rather tight, hugging your ass in a way that left Bo’s cock twitching. He figured you’d be a crier, begging him to stop but never fully fighting him.

He knew you weren’t stupid, he was a far larger man than you. He could easily take you at any moment but he held himself back, you’d give him a reason to punish you soon enough.

When you woke up Lester had told you that they were struggling to get the proper gearbox for your car, promising you could stay until they got it. You wouldn’t have minded if it was just him but you could see his brother standing in the corner, cold calculating eyes watching you. In reality Bo hadn’t bothered having the gearbox sent for, he wasn’t planning on letting you go. Vince had already hidden your car last night. You were practically trapped in his web, twitching against silky strands desperate to free yourself.

You hadn’t seen much of either during the day yet it seemed like you weren’t alone. You swore you could hear footsteps, feel someone watching you from the dark. You tried to brush it off as much as you could, yet you were still unnerved.

You heard another loud crash in the basement, it sounded like someone falling. Shakily you stood up, planning on getting the hell out of this house. You opened the door and came face to chest with Bo, you didn’t even hear him come in. You gulped as you looked up at him, your fear evident on your face. Bo figured you had snooped around, maybe found something. Instead of confirming anything he lunged towards you, pinning you down on the table. You screamed and tried to fight him. “G-get off!” You shouted, trying to sound intimidating. Instead of recoiling Bo laughed at you, a psychotic grin on his face. “Oh, no, princess. You’re gonna be have or you’ll get very hurt.” Despite his words you kept fighting, managing to land off a punch on his face.

This only served to piss him off more, snarling at you before slamming your head off of the table. You clutched your head, whimpering as pain stabbed at your skull. He ripped open your shirt, smirking as buttons went flying. He had called it, a little bit of violence and you would comply. He yanked up your under shirt, tucking it under your armpits and exposing your heaving chest.

It was only now that you really got a proper look at him, he had blood on his shirt. It looked like a decent amount too, some dried blood painting his arms and face. He looked terrifying above you. “Ple-please don’t hurt me.” You hiccuped out, trembling. He chuckled through his nose, dark eyes pinning you in place. “Then be a good boy.” You nodded, nerves flooding you. His hands ran up your stomach, pausing to tweak your nipples. A yelp flew from your lips and your entire body throbbed, cheeks burning up as he began roughly playing with your chest.

Your mouth was gaped, letting small mews and whines openly flow as you twisted under Bo. Bo was more than happy, every gasp going straight to his cock. You would be perfect, thinking of you waiting for him at the end of the day. Legs spread open, begging him to fuck you after he had left a plug in you for the entire day. He could get you under his desk at work, forcing his cock down your throat while he dealt with the books. Bo’s mind ran rampant, images of you in various positions flashing through his twisted mind.

You’d look pretty all tied up, like a little present for him to unwrap. He shoved down your bottoms, practically ripping them off of you. He was still fully clothed, only unzipping his jeans to pull out his thick cock. He made his way to your head, your cautious eyes never leaving him. He positioned himself and yanked your head back, taking a moment to spit into your mouth and make you swallow it. He wouldn’t see those pretty eyes but he could watch that throat of yours bulge around his cock. “Get me nice ‘n wet babydoll.” Was all he said, shoving his cock into your mouth. You squirmed, the angle allowing to slide deeper into your throat. The sensation of your throat being fucked was unearthly, throat gagging and constricting whenever he went too rough. “Would ya look at that? Enjoying yourself?” He questioned, shoving deep into your throat when he leaned over to play with your weepy cock. You gagged and sobbed, fingers digging into his clothed thighs. You could feel his thumb tease your slit, rubbing aggressively against the sensitive area.

Bo couldn’t get over the site of your hips bucking into his hand, cock leaking precum as he ruined your throat. It was better than he had hoped, you were the perfectly little hole for him to fill. He’d make you cook for him, like a good little wife. Serving him up, ready to be bent over a counter at a moments notice. The thought had him groaning, pulling out of you before he came down your throat. He made his way back around to your legs, grabbing them and wrapping them around his waist. He watched you like an eagle as he began penetrating you, watching the way you twisted in pain as your virgin hole was stretched out.

“No, st-stop.” You sobbed out, his cock feeling like it was splitting you apart. Instead he cruelly thrust forward, burying himself balls deep into your ass. You wailed, pain blooming throughout your body. You could feel your rim burn, just knowing he had literally split you open. “Tha-thatta boy, such a good lil’ hole f-for me.” His praises were dark, sending shivers up your body as your cock twitched. There was no way you actually wanted to be this creeps fuck toy, there was no way. You desperately pleaded to yourself, his cock suddenly slamming all thoughts out of you as he began fucking into you with desperation.

“H-aah, n-no.” You sobbed out, feeling the table shake under you as he railed into you. You weakly shoved at his chest, only getting a dark smile in response. You threw your head back, gasping as you noticed a man watching you through a gap in the door. You couldn’t get a proper look but you knew he was there. You tried to tell Bo, only resulting in more moans being torn from your throat. He was hitting you deep, in places that had never been touched before. It sent your mind in circles, barely able to focus on thoughts as he roughly pounded into you.

His hand wrapped around your neck, forcing you to look at him as he fucked you. “ thats it ba-babyboy, look at me while i fu-fuck you.” He gritted out through his teeth, looking at you like a wild beast. He loved the fucked out expression on your face, the way your cheeks shone with heat. He loved shaking you, making you refocus those eyes on him. He didn’t quit his break neck pace for a moment, diving forwards and sucking various bruises onto your flesh.

It was hot, his body pressing you into the table. He’d hiked your thighs up, pushing them into your chest. It felt constricting, he punched every breath out of you with every thrust. You felt lost, mind far gone as pleasure began to ransack you. You hadn’t expected this, to have a large beefy southern man trap you and fuck your brains out. You just wanted a road trip. You were a bubbling mess, body twitching and clenching around his cock. Bo felt like you were milking him, clearly you wanted every drop of cum. He was more than happy to provide it for you.

When you suddenly wrapped his cock in a death grip as your body spasmed, he came hard. He kept fucking you through your orgasms, loving the way you shouted when you came. When he finally collapsed on top of you, you grabbed onto his shirt and twisted your fingers into the fabric. You both heaved against the table, your brain numb in the aftermath of your orgasm.

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Bo sinclair next bc i love me a southern hunk who could snap me like a twig

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Bloody Painter X Bottom!Male!Reader

(Crossdressing / Foreign Object / Noncon / Kidnapping / Picture Taking / Stomach Bulging)

You let out a yelp as someone suddenly collided with you, almost sending you both to the ground. Various art supplies lay scattered over the floor, you quickly recollected yourself. You looked up into cold blue eyes, the person almost seemed to look straight through you. It was nerve wracking.

“S-sorry!” You stuttered out, despite not being the one at fault you couldn’t help but apologise. “It’s fine.” You couldn’t help but flush, his voice was smooth and drew you in. You quickly bent down, helping him gather up his supplies. “You paint?” You questioned as you handed him his stuff. He shot you a questioning look before answering. “Yeah, i use some.. Other methods too.” He smirked to himself, you chuckled nervously. “I should go get this checked out.” You smiled, hoping your anxiety wasn’t shining through. There was something about him that set you on edge, like knowing you were in the same room as a cobra.

It felt like you were being watched from the moment you left, it left you hing strung and looking over your shoulder every few seconds only to come up empty. When you finally exited the store you took a breath of relief, hating how your body had started shaking. You wondered what the hell that was, how he could active a deep primal fear inside of you. His cold eyes burned in your mind, his eyes were gorgeous but there was something in them that sent shivers up your spine.

You tried fighting back against your thoughts, you were judging someone based off of one meeting and a part of you hated it. The other part of you was louder, something screaming danger.

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It had been days of anxiety, feeling like something was watching you the second the sun went down. You never found evidence, not even a similar item of clothing. Nothing that told you that you were actually being stalked, your mind kept crawling back to that man in the shop. You had a sickening feeling whenever you thought of him, but surely you were thinking too much. There was no way you would bump into someone and have them follow you, you had crippling self esteem issues, never seeing yourself as someone who could be targeted.

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On the fourth day you were sick of hiding, for apparently no reason too. You decided that was that and you were going back to your favourite late night coffee shop, you had passed on your routine enough.

Of course you felt those eyes on you, never leaving you for a moment. You couldn’t even hear any footsteps other than yours. A small part of you wondered if it was possibly a ghost that had somehow connected to you, but you shook those thoughts off. Absolutely not.

You had finally made it to the cafe, with no incident no less. You felt a little victorious, practically marching up to the barista. “Hey L, usual please?” You grinned at her, she smiled back and nodded. “Was wondering where you were, you’re 80% of my tips.” You both chuckled at her joke. “Yeah was, was caught up in a project.” You hoped she wouldn’t pick up on your bullshit, if she did she at least didn’t mention it.

She was always quick, working long enough to be able to do it blindfolded and spun. Before you knew it your beverage was in front of you. You grabbed it up and sat by the window, looking out into the dark streets. It wasn’t that late but it was winter, the sun setting earlier every day. You didn’t see a single soul on the streets, the only evidence of life bar the lit up windows across the road was the odd car.

Your drink was delicious, the warmth bringing a glow to you after the bitter cold of outside. You were sad when you finally finished it, half tempted to order another. You fought yourself, you didn’t want to be up all night. “Catch you later.” Laura bid you a goodbye, watching as you left before throwing herself down on a seat. You were always the last one.

The air was cold against you and you found yourself huddling into yourself, trying to retain as much heat as possible. It wasn’t a far walk but the temperature had dropped quite a lot since you had entered the cafe. You were so focused on the cold that you hardly registered being approached. A hand suddenly wrapped around your mouth, forcing a cloth over your face. You yelped and tried to fight off whoever had grabbed you, movements getting sluggish. An arm wrapped around your waist, stopping you from falling. Black spots clouding up your vision.

Your neck was painful, whimpering around something in your mouth. Your body wriggled, not getting much movement due to being restrained. Your eyes flew open, panicked noises pooling out despite the gag in your mouth. You looked down at yourself and almost collapsed, you were restrained to a chair with blood red rope. That wasn’t what almost had you passing out, what nearly dropped you was the skimpy skirt and thigh highs you currently wore. You hadn’t put that on, you were sure of it. Yet you knew the items were yours, you kept them hidden in a box in your cupboard.

The rope was secure, keeping you in place. Your arms were bound behind your back, your legs tied to the arm rests. It looked like Shibari, whoever had tied you up was certainly talented that you couldn’t deny. But to have woken up like this was daunting, finally your head shot around the room. Disturbed was the only thing you could think when you noticed a man in a mask, it was white with black eyes and a bloody smile. You whimpered and struggled more, trying desperately to get out. You panicked more when he suddenly stood, slowly stalking towards you.

You sobbed and bit down on the gag in your mouth when his hands finally touched your head, hand strong as it kept your head still. “Stay still.” His voice was deep and commanding and you recognised it the second he spoke, the man from the shop. You weren’t crazy. You took in a stuttered breath and scrunched your eyes shut, nodding as best as you could with his fingers digging into your scalp. You weren’t exactly in the position to fight him.

He walked back over to what you now realised was an easel, sitting on a stool. He’d look over to you occasionally, you hoped this would be as far as he went. Although something inside you told you that wouldn’t be true.

It felt like hours had passed before he sighed and stood up, your body had went limp after having all of your adrenaline hit you upon waking up. You just looked up at him with wet eyes, feeling unnerved by the way he twisted his head to the side. He suddenly got onto his knees and you weakly struggled, trying to get further from him. His gloves were cold when they landed on your thighs, your body twitching in response to the sudden chill.

He had a paintbrush in one hand and used it to lightly slap against your thigh, you whimpered and looked at him through pleading eyes. Despite your skirt and thigh highs you felt naked, like you were completely bare beneath him. He had on a blue suit jacket on top of a black shirt, he had black dress pants on and rather fancy looking shoes. You wondered if this was a power thing, if he got off on having someone smaller than him in such a lewd set up.

He lifted up your skirt, smirking behind his mask when you yelped. “Such a pretty little subject, might get some photos too.” His voice was muffled behind the mask but you heard him clearly, wide eyed and shaking your head. You tried to beg him not to through your gag, instead a garbled mess and saliva came out. You hated how your own drool constantly soaked your chin, dripping between your lips and the ball gag forcing your mouth open.

His thumb made its way to just behind your balls, rubbing against your perineum. It sent electricity shooting through your body, whimpering and whining as he teased the area. All you could do was stare at him in shock when he finally stopped. “There we go, much better.” He liked you a lot more than his typical victims, the moment he had seen them pretty (E/C) eyes looking up at him he had known he had to have you. He pictured you screaming in a much different way, twisting under him as he plowed into you.

It wasn’t often he found someone he wanted to ruin, rather than kill. It had been a while since he had last had fun, being too caught up in the thrill of the kill. It was like the God's had delivered you to him, he had completely planned the crash into you. He wanted to know if you were a fighter, instead you apologised. That small action and he knew he could get you with a little patience, he liked the naturally submissive.

The leather felt weird around your half hard cock, he twisted his hand and more sparks flew through you. Your thighs tensed, rope biting into you as your body unconsciously withered. Suddenly you felt something hand poking against your hole, you gasped as you looked down. Helen kept his eyes glued to your face as he penetrated you with a paint brush, it was smaller than his finger but you could defently feel it inside of you. It scrapes against your walls, you tried to say 'No', instead another muffled babble came out.

As best you could tell he hadn't taken his eyes off of you for a minute, drinking up every expression and sound you made. After a few minutes of teasingly fucking you with the brush he stood up, making his way back over to his little art station. You were terrified of what he'd do next, he hadn’t caused you pain, yet, but you couldn’t imagine that a man who had just kidnapped you would have your best intentions at heart.

He came back with a camera, pausing for a moment before chuckling. “You know who i am, don’t you? Be honest.” You knew this would practically seal your fate but you nodded anyway, stomach dropping when he pulled his mask off to confirm it. Except this time his eyes held a sparkle, you could see very well how this was all affecting him. His cock bulged in his pants, he looked decently large. It brought even more fear to you. He took a couple of pictures of you, he was going to be keeping ahold of these.

It felt completely degrading, you were sure this wouldn’t be the last of that feeling either. Despite it all your cock was standing at attention, precum drooling from the tip. You hated how your body betrayed you, despising yourself for every depraved moan he ripped from you. He got closer with the camera, taking closer pictures. He even got a few of him fucking you with that damned paintbrush. You could feel your toes flexing, the rope getting painful the more you tugged against it.

Finally he pulled out the brush, throwing it behind him and quickly filling your hole with two fingers. The leather was insane against your insides, brain fizzling as the rough texture dragged against your insides. You had used your own fingers before, but the leather texture had you bucking your hips as best as you could. He twisted his fingers, scraping your prostate with every thrust. It felt maddening, all you could do was take what he gave you. Having no other option due to your current bindings, they had zero give. The only way you would be freed was if he allowed it, you hated that.

He was rough with his digits, intent on stretching you out as quickly as he could. He wanted a good picture of his cum leaking out of you once he was done, he almost drooled at the picture in his head. You despised how handsome he was, it made everything worse. You weren’t even sure what you slurred out through you gag, Helen chuckling at your fucked out state. The real thing was far better, he couldn’t wait to have you wrapped around his cock. He pulled his fingers out, standing up to pull off your gag. Your jaw was painful, instinctively stretching it out. “Pl-please stop.” You stuttered out, voice breaking. He just smiled at you, getting back onto his knees.

You were hyper aware of him pulling out his cock, mouth dropping in horror. You thought he was big but that was taking the piss, even after watching so much porn he was still bigger than anyone you had ever seen. You let out a stuttered sob, body going into overdrive as sweat began dripping down you. “You’re gonna be nice ‘n good for me aren’t you?” His eyes held a hidden promise of something terrifying, his hand was on your jaw forcing you to look at him. You couldn’t force yourself to speak, instead nodding.

He patted your cheek twice before grabbing his cock, pressing it against your tight ring. “Good boy.” He praised, pushing into you. It felt too much, way too much. Your body shoved back at him, refusing to allow him entry. He let out an annoyed huff before getting up, snatching the bottle of lube from his station. “S’not gonna fit.” You sobbed, wet eyes staring at him. “Oh, it will fit.” He promised, spiralling you further. He squirted a rather generous amount on himself, slicking up his large cock and spreading the access between your cheeks.

This time he kept forcing his way in, stopping when his fat head finally bullied its head into you. His hands dug into the arm rests, you could actually hear the wood splinter. Just how strong was this guy? He gave you a few seconds of huffing and panting beneath him before he began pushing more into you. The squeal he dragged out of you went straight to his cock, twitching inside of you. Helen knew he was going to fuck you up for anyone else, he was large and he knew exactly what to do with it. When he was half sheathed inside of you he slammed his hips forwards, dragging against your prostate as you roared.

You almost broke your back, almost leaping over the back of the chair had it not been for the ropes biting into your flesh. Helen dragged you right back, slamming his cock deep into you. You could feel your eyes cocking, vision a complete blur as he fucked into you hard. He paused when he had buried himself, laughing airily. “Wo-would you look at that? Look.” He yanked your head down, forcing you to look down at the outline of his cock in your stomach. You let out a sobering whimper, realising just how deep he really was. You just looked up at him, eye twitching before they rolled back and you came hard.

Your orgasm had burned through you, sending your body twitching and twisting. You hadn’t expected it, cuming just at the look of how deep he was insane. Helen looked proud, grinning down at you like a cat who caught a mouse. You sobbed softly as he picked up his pace, chair creaking and rattling as it was jostled under you. Helen only chased his own pleasure now, fucking you at a painful pace. You had no energy left, unable to fight the moans and whines of pain that flowed from your lips as you lay limp on the seat. You could feel your cum drying on your thighs, skirt stopping it from shooting too far.

“Gonna le-leave you like this, all tied up and wa-waiting for me to pump a load into.” His words had your cock twitching as you sobbed in embarrassment, shaking your head despite the idea sending a scorching heat through your stomach. “Y-you don’t have a choice here.” He giggled, his teeth looking sharp as he stared at you. The sight of you was enough for Helen’s orgasm to start hitting, you looked completely ruined. Thick tears running down your face along with a mess of your own snot and drool, as your overstimulated prostate was constantly ground against.

You came again with Helen this time, whimpering as you felt his cum spill out of you and run down your ass. You flopped down, gravity grabbing your tired body back. He stood back, watching as your eyes began fluttering closed. He grabbed his camera back up and took another picture, this time of his cum dripping out of your puffy, used hole.

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Helen fic coming up huehue

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Feed me more Ticc Toby x m!reader pup play.. but makes the reader a transmale pls I'll DROOL at the fic

I don't write for transmale as I'm a cis man and will butcher it lmao

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this could be really short but like, toby angrily fucking m/n til he’s bleeding on the rim, then someone else (jeff, ben, EJ, LJ, doesn’t matter to me) cleans it up with their tongue

Ticci Toby x Male!Bottom!Reader x Eyeless Jack

(Rough / Blood As Lube / Rimming)

Your moans bounced around the room, borderline sobbing as Toby roughly fucked into you. You had failed yet again on a mission and Toby had personally had enough of it, taking it upon himself to demote you to a fuckhole.

You knew you had been torn, blood mixing with precum and spit. Toby had mostly gone in dry after a rough preparation, he didn’t want you to get too much pleasure from this. It was a punishment after all. “Y-you really a-ain’t that useful. Muh-much better as a-ah!-a, fuck, fuck hole.” He growled out, pushing your thighs closer to your chest. Your voice was a wreak, vocal cords complaining with every yelp he ripped from you.

Toby cursed before slamming into you, shoving as deep as he could as he emptied his load into you. He smirked as he pulled back, chuckling as you whimpered under him. He watched as his cum and your blood dribbled out, smirking at his handy work. He stood up, completely ignoring your erection.

Instead he just left the room, leaving you a mess on your bed. After a minute you shuffled onto your side, gasping when you felt yourself burn. The slightest movement sent a wave of pain running through you. “Need help?” Your head shot up, finding E.J standing at your door. “Oh, I, uh.” You choked out, wide eyed. Jack chuckled and moved towards you. “He sounded rough with you, it’s not your fault. You’re not built for this.” A lot of people seemed to be telling you this lately.

“On your stomach.” You gulped but obeyed the command, rolling over and wincing. Jack removed his mask before making his way between your legs. You jumped when you felt air suddenly brush against your hole, surprised at where he currently was. Before you could look back you felt something thick and wet lick across your rim, rough texture tugging against your hole and making you sob. You expected it to hurt more but it felt good, really good.

His tongue teased you for a moment, dipping into your hole only to pull back and circle your rim. Before you knew it you were trying to grind back, cock unbelievably hard. The only relief was your cock brushing against your sheets with every thrust of your hips, you felt pathetic. When Jack’s tongue finally pushed into you, you choked. Eyes doubling in size as you felt his tongue sink deep into you, deeper than any normal tongue should. “O-oh! Fuck!” You sobbed out, brain practically melting with pleasure.

By the time your orgasm began hitting you, you were sure the entire house heard you wailing. You quickly bit down into your sheets, saliva soaking into the fabric quickly. Jack didn’t take his tongue out of you until you started whining about overstimulation.

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I stg someone asked for a Toby with petplay n collar i cannot find it but heyo

Ticci Toby X Male!Bottom Reader

(Pet Play / Collars / Noncon)

The sun was just setting, a soft glow filling the forest despite all of the shadows cascading around you. You could hear various insects and birds chirping, it left you feeling rather peaceful. You took a moment to sit down on a rather large rock, easily relaxing into the tough surface as you gazed into the distance. A fog had began to build up on the floor, creeping around everything in its path.

Despite the vague horror like setting you found yourself feeling at home, finally completely away from everything and everyone. You felt like you could truly relax, more so just grateful to be away from your job. You hated dealing with some of the customers, having to grit your teeth and grin as you dealt with them. Finally you had a few days to be completely alone, reset yourself. Camping alone may not be the smartest of choices you had made but you were glad you made it, it was worth it for this.

You had trekked rather deep, not passing a single soul from your car to here. You figured you would be secluded here, getting up to begin setting up your tent.

It took you a bit longer than you had expected, sun finally dropping and darkness creeping in. You figured you should set up a fire, having brought s’mores as a little treat. You collected up some wood and various rocks around, marking out a small fire pit. Luckily it wasn’t too cold but you wouldn’t mind a little extra comfort. You pulled out a small can of lighter fluid, shooting some over the wood. You grabbed your matches from your bag, striking one and throwing it onto the wood.

Your body tingled as the wood light up, fire wrapping you up in warmth. You pulled your collapsable chair off of your bag, setting it up opposite of the fires smoke. Finally you relaxed completely, the fire crackling was therapeutic in a way. You pulled out a bottle from your bag, unscrewing the lid and taking a large chug. The alcohol burned at your throat, a warm heat spreading through your stomach. This almost made all of the rough times worth it, feeling your stress practically drip from your shoulders.

You hadn’t even realised you had passed out, waking up to the sound of approaching footsteps. Nerves flooded through you as you stared at an approaching figure, their dark silhouette sending shivers wracking through your body. The man finally came within distance of your fire, the orange glow lighting up his skin. “(Name)?” It was deeper but something about the voice had recognition flickering in your mind. He looked familiar too, a memory of a boy with thick brown hair flashing through your mind. “S-shit? Toby?” You choked out, face coating in pure shock before you broke out into a smile. You almost fell as you darted up from your chair, hardly comprehending your own actions as you leapt towards him.

You wrapped your arms around him, giggling as you held him close. “Holy shit, been how long? God, lil Toby.” You chuckled, pulling back to get a proper look at him. He had grown, standing just a bit taller than you were now, it almost felt embarrassing looking up at the guy you once tutored. He looked similar yet completely different, you had left for college and hadn’t seen him since. He looked ghostly pale, almost sickly. Dark purple bags ringing his hallow eyes, he looked off. You shot those thoughts out of your mind, no one suited being overworked. Toby’s hands had fallen to your hips, your hands resting on his biceps. “Y-you know wh-what i reg-g-gret?” You shot him a confusing look, his hands stopping you from pulling back any further. “What?” You whispered, suddenly feeling on edge. “Not ta-taking the ch-chance to fuck you in t-the pool.” You could feel a dark flush rushing to your cheeks, eyes widening as images of you climbing out of Toby’s pool resurfaced. He had grabbed onto your waist and pulled you back into his chest, his sudden strength surprising you. “G-gonna mi-miss you.” Was whispered into your ear, you had awkwardly laughed it off. Convincing yourself he was just sad to lose one of his only friends, even if most of your hanging out was because you collected a check.

Not that you didn’t enjoy hanging with him but you were seventeen, and he was fourteen. You had thought of him as nothing more than a little brother, protecting him whenever he was being bullied and you were around. You didn’t think he had those types of feelings for you, suddenly feeling like a fly trapped in a spiders web. “W.. what are you doing out here?” You suddenly questioned, voice breathy. He smirked down at you. “L-looking for you.” The sound of his neck snapping was all to familiar, brain already use to his body’s twitches.

You shoved at him, trying to get away. His hands were quick to grab your biceps, his fingers digging into your muscles as he threw you to the floor. He quickly clambered on top of you, pinning your wrists by your head. You tried to buck him out, groaning in frustration. “St-stop! Toby, eno-enough!” You choked out, desperate to get through to him. “You didn’t h-hear did y-you?" He chuckled, leaning down to whisper in your ear. "I'm a ki-killer now." You felt your head go light, panic flooding through you as you grew more desperate. Toby suddenly growled, releasing one of your hands to wrap around your neck. You looked up at him with wide eyes, ears ringing as he cut off your oxygen.

You desperately clawed into his wrist, his hoodie protecting him from any true damage. “I f-finally killed th-that bastard.” He smirked down at you, looking incredibly proud. You wouldn’t have blamed him, but you had the gnawing feeling that he hadn’t stopped there. “G-god you’re e-even prettier now.” He leaned down, suddenly pressing his face into your neck and inhaling your scent. Your whimper was choked, Toby’s hold on your throat not letting up.

Your brain panicked momentarily before accepting what was happening, hand dropping from Toby’s wrist as your eyes began drooping closed. Toby finally let go, your mind screaming as you gasped in air. You couldn’t help but sob, the feeling of almost loosing consciousness was scary. "B-be good for me." He whispered, dark eyes staring into yours. You nodded, eyes scrunched shut.

He pressed his lips to yours, taking you by surprise. He used your shock to quickly slip his tongue into your mouth, moaning as he finally tasted you. It felt messy, heat fogging out your brain. You could feel his fingers flexing on your wrist, keeping it pinned in place. His other hand kept itself planted around your neck, not choking you but making you aware of its presence. He easily dominated you, his knee sliding between your legs. You couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as his knee pressed against your cock. Finally he pulled back, looking down at you as you panted bellow him.

His hands were cold as they slid under your shirt, his fingers dragging along your stomach. "Mu-much better th-than i tho-thought.” He grinned down at you, almost drooling over you. You whimpered when he dragged a nail across your nipple, the action almost painful. “T-Toby.” You stuttered out, brain struggling to wrap around everything. Toby didn’t leave you much time to think, his hands running all over your body and groping you.

You felt like you were being pulled into a lake, mind swarming with heat. Toby’s lips were all over your neck, sucking dark bruises into your skin. “F-fuck, you d-do-don’t know how fucking l-long i’ve wanted this." He choked out against you, hand desperately squeezing at your body. It was all too much, having his body pressing you into the floor, completely restricting your movement.

“T-Toby! Stop.” You choked out, desperately pushing at him. He moaned as he dug his face into your neck, inhaling your scent. “Smell as g-good as i re-rem-remember.” You could feel him grind down onto you, his bulge apparent. "Us-use to think abo-about fucking you all th-the time..” You whimpered at his words, the constant contact suddenly making sense.

“E-even got you a pre-present!” He suddenly cheered, yanking something out of his pocket. Horror dawned over you when you realised what it was, a collar with a tag. “Sa-says yo-your name too!” He excitedly showed it off to you, completely ignoring the terror on your face. He was a totally different person, he seemed completely mad.

He used your stunned silence to quickly wrap the collar around your neck, flicking the metal as he smiled down at you. “Muh-much better.” He hooked his finger under it, using it to yank you close enough to press your lips together. He was sloppy, his tongue pushing into your mouth and easily dominating you. You sniffled into the kiss, hands pressing against his chest.

He pulled back, a string of saliva connecting you. He had a wolf like grin as he stared down at you, his hands shakily undoing your belt. He almost seemed like he was panting, the idea of fucking you exciting him way more than it should have. “G-god you we-were pretty, y-you use to ge-get changed in f-fro-front of me. All we-wet from the pool..” He moaned out, grinding harder against you.

He flipped you onto your stomach, yanking your ass up and rubbing his cock against you. He all but panted as he shoved your bottoms down to your mid thigh, quickly unbuckling his own belt and yanking his zip down. He let out a groan when his cock was finally freed, slapping up against his jumper. “You-you’re gonna love m-my cock.” He muttered, sucking on his own fingers. Once they were wet he pulled them out, rubbing against your hole. You whimpered. “Please T-Toby, i wo-won’t tell.” He laughed. “O-oh, no, ple-please tell ev-everyone w-who you belong to.” His voice had a dark twist to it, possession coating his words.

“Fuck..” You whimpered out, dirt digging into your cheek. He shoved two fingers into you, desperate to finally be inside of you. He had already waited ten years for you, he wasn’t a patient man and he wasn’t willing to wait much longer. You yelped, ass burning at the sudden intrusion. Your hands dug into the ground, trying hard to hold back your moans. Toby scissored his fingers, twisting them as he gingered you open.

He wiped his fingers on his jumper drooling when he lined his cock up against your hole, he spat onto your hole and spread it with his tip. “You’ll fe-feel s-so good, baby.” He choked out, pushing into you. He moaned obscenely, the feeling of your tight ass wrapping around his head was amazing. The way you practically sucked him further in, like you wanted him to be as deep in you as he possibly could.

He stilled when he bottomed out, a choked gasp falling from his lips. It felt amazing, finally being buried inside of you was euphoric. You whimpered, chest heaving as your body was forced into accommodating him. You could feel your entire body vibrate, sweat coating your body. “S-see? Feels go-good." He whispered, pulling up your shirt to expose your back. He grinned as he looked down at your back, an entire blank canvas for him to mark up.

His lips travelled all over your back, teeth occasionally biting down and sinking into your skin. You already felt close to cuming, a deep heat burning inside of you. His thrusts started off lazy, relishing in every whine he managed to fuck out of you. He bit down on your shoulder, losing patience as he began to pick up his pace. You felt too hot, sweat causing your clothes to chafe and become uncomfortable. But you couldn't stop moaning, the feeling of his cock slamming deep into you was delirating.

You could feel various rocks jabbing into your knees, trying to use them to keep you ground. The sound of your collar jingling and skin slapping echoed throughout the forest, you prayed no one else was around to hear you. "T-Toby!" You suddenly shrieked after a particularly harsh thrust, stars dancing behind your eyes. You felt completely weak, sandwiched between the ground and Toby's body. He fucked into you at an insane pace, you vaguely wondered how he kept it up.

You grabbed a stick in your hand, listening to it snap when your orgasm crashed over you. You choked on your saliva, spasming as your high began falling. You could feel your cum hit your stomach, sobbing as Toby continued fucking into you. "Fu-fuck that was h-hot." He whines, lips painted with your blood. He bit his lip as his own orgasm began to build, thrusting into your tired body with abandon. He wanted to cum inside of you, fill you up with a part of him. “Go-gonna fill you up..” He giggled out, the thought finally sending him over the edge.

You twitched underneath him, still gasping against the ground as you tried to recover. Toby flopped down on top of you, almost crushing you against the forest floor. “I’ll ta-take good care oh-of you.” He practically purred, rubbing his face against you like a cat.

[mythicalmyles]

Happy Anniversary Cody!

(Fourway / Rough / Blood / Violence / Noncon / Degredation / Choking / Pet Play / Kidnapping)

It was dark outside of the diner, you absentmindedly wiped down the counters. "(Name)! Over here!" You flicked your head over to the only customer in the entire diner. He waved his coffee cup at you, large smile coating his cheeks. He was a rather friendly older man, he worked as the towns night mechanic. Not much folks came through this area, it was rather desolate, a couple houses dotted around miles apart and a run down gas station was all the area had to offer.

You grabbed up the coffee jar, making your way over to Teddy. He was an older man but he was incredibly kind to you, always helping out if anything broke or became dangerous. He was a chunky man but a lot of it was also muscle he had built up from his labours. "Here ya go." You chirped as you filled his cup up. You made your way back behind the counter, pausing before the sound of a car pulling up stole your attention. You looked over at Teddy who looked equally as shocked. Despite being a 24/7 diner you never had much customers.

Three large men entered through the door, the first one to enter had dark brown hair, flying wildly over his head. Sideburns graced his cheeks, his eyes were cold and calculating. It left unease burning up inside of you. He was quite large, easily towering over you. He had a beat up yellow jacket on and dark blue jeans with black combat boots that were caked in mud.

The next guy wasn't as bulky as the first, he looked quite cute. His hair was a lot darker but shorter, he had rugged facial hair and looked tired. He had on a yellow hoodie with black jeans and boots.

The last guy had dark brown eyes, a nasty scar was slashed across his left eye. He was built quite well but still looked skinny for his height. He wore a jacket with striped sleeves that had questionable stains over it. You felt for the guy, it had to have hurt.

Before you could really comprehend your actions you had pulled out the first aid kit and made your way over to where the group had sat. “Hey, uh. That cut looks pretty nasty. You wouldn’t want an infection out here, sir.” He looked right through you before he eyed up the kit you held out to him, he took it from you and muttered a thanks, his head suddenly cracking to the side.

You brushed off his tick, you had come across a lot of different people and knew better than to comment on something someone couldn’t help. “Can i get ya anything?” You questioned as you pulled your pad out of your pocket, pulling out a pen from behind your ear. As you took their orders the man began pulling out things from the medical kit, getting to work on cleaning himself up.

You made your way back over to the counter, jumping up and leaning over it, unaware of the eyes currently staring at your ass. “A full sunny B with T and scrambled with T .” You called out to the cook, Nathan. He grumbled out a response you barely heard before the sound of ripping packets took over.

You began preparing three coffees, luckily for you they all wanted black. It didn’t take you long before the coffees were ready, you made your way over to the table and set down their drinks. “Food will just be a minute.” You reassured them as you headed back to the counter.

It wasn’t much longer before Nathan slammed the bell, alerting you of the prepared food. You quickly picked up the plates and thanked him. You served up their food with a bright smile. “I hope you all enjoy! Anything else I can do for you?” They waved you off and you made your way back to the counter and took a seat.

Tim couldn’t help but eye you up, you were a pretty little thing, he couldn’t deny that. You looked so sweet serving him up with a smile, he wanted to see you beg for his cock. He couldn’t help but imagine just how good it’d feel to bury his cock down your throat, he figured you’d be a crier. Sobbing as he fucked your face.

“You wanna fuck him?” Toby was as crude as ever, a dirty smirk stretching from ear to ear. He openly turned to leer at you, eyes zoning in on your lips as you bit the end of your pen. “Yeah, he’d look pretty with a dick in his mouth.” Masky snorted in response, rolling his eyes.

“Hey princess. Another joe?” Your head snapped over to Toby, flushing bright red over the nickname he used. “Ye-yeah! No problem.” You stuttered out, rushing to the coffee jar. You quickly made up a fresh batch, picking up the jar and making your way back over to the table of men. You filled up their cups, smiling yet again.

Toby smirked, you didn’t complain about the feminine nickname. He figured you would be nice and submissive, probably barely put up a fight. He shared a look between his work mates, smirks taking over their faces.

The door chiming snapped up your attention, grinning once your eyes landed on your co-worker. Finally you could go home. You thanked her as you ran into the back, ripping off your apron and hanging it up. You quickly pulled on your coat, zipping it up hoping to hold some heat from the warm diner in.

Once you had gathered your things you left, bidding goodbye to your co-workers as you made your way out. It was cold outside, the wind blew against your cheeks leaving you shivering. You trudged over to your car, taking a moment to find your keys.

You finally pulled out your keys before absentmindedly looking into your car window. All you could do was freeze as a hand tangled through your locks and slammed your head off of your own window.

You woke up an hour later with a sore head, your brain was foggy as it tried to make sense of what had happened. You looked around a very dilapidated room, some parts of the ceiling had started collapsing. The split plaster and dry wall opened like a festering wound, one storm away from falling to pieces.

You tried moving your hands, almost sobbing once you realised they had been tied up above your head. You twisted your wrists and pulled as hard as you could, freaking out when you felt no give. Whoever had tied you up had done a damn good job. You stared at the roof through glassy eyes, waiting for something to happen.

It would be another hour before your heard footsteps approach, they were loud and echoed off of the walls. You tried your best to keep a straight face and brace yourself for whoever opened the door.

The door opened to reveal a tall man in a mask, it was sheet white with black holes for eyes and painted lips. It was a horrifying sight to see after just waking up. “Rise ‘n shine, sunshine.” He sounded older, his voice gruff and somewhat familiar. You tried to remain strong when he approached you, his figure large and imposing.

He stopped just before the bed, he felt predatory, even with his face hidden. His hand was rough as he grabbed your face, your body flinching in response. “You’re a pretty lil’ thing.” He cooed, smirking behind his mask. He always felt more powerful with it on, relishing in the fear of his victims. His jacket looked familiar, taking a moment before it hit you. “Y-you’re from the diner!” You gasped out, confusion quickly filling your face. “W.. what do you want with me?” You nervously asked, dreading the answer.

He chuckled. “You’re gonna find out real soon, sweetheart.” Your mind blanked at his words, horror slowly filling you. The sound of foot steps creaking suddenly burst through the silence like a gunshot. You nearly had a conniption when you remembered that there had been two others. You began fighting your restraints again, panic flooding through you.

A hand slammed onto your stomach, not too painful but enough of a waring to have you halting. You hoped and prayed that someone at the diner had witnessed your kidnapping. Suddenly the rope tying you to the bed was cut as three masked men suddenly came through the door. “You can call me Masky. Thats Hoodie, Toby, and Cody.” He introduced them like this was normal. “Oh, he knows me.” You frowned at the new man, watching as he pulled down his face guard.

You almost fainted when he grinned at you, horror almost making you black out when he pulled the goggles off. You knew you recognised that missing tooth. Because you were the one who knocked it out.

“C-Cody, i-“ Before you could even finish your sentence you were on the floor, whimpering as blood dripped down your face. Your face burned, already feeling a bruise bloom over your cheek. Cody roughly grabbed your hair, forcing you to look up at him. “Ain’t this a twist?” He chuckled. “I’m s-sorry.” You gasped out, your own blood dripping into your mouth.

Cody could already feel his cock twitching to life, the sight of you on your knees with a bloody face was really doing it for him. Having one of his old bullies on their knees for him wasn’t something he had expected, he hadn’t expected this for his anniversary. The guy’s were great when they wanted to be.

You couldn’t begin to comprehend your own thoughts, you had never expected to see Cody again. Not after he went nuts and you left town, the whole reason you had came go Laque was because there was a whole twelve citizens. No one knew you, your past. The things you had done in the vain hope of not becoming a target. It looked like your past was coming back to bite you.

Cody smirked down at you, green eyes holding something terrifying behind them. "I got something else in mind for you.” You shrunk under his gaze, warnings running rampant when he began unbuckling his belt. You tried to shuffle back, a sudden hand roughly grabbing your hair stopped you. “You’re gonna take your punishment like a man.” Masky chuckled, keeping you in place.

When he pulled his cock out you sobbed, he was slightly bellow average but he was thick. He let out a breathy chuckle as he moved closer to you, bursting into laughter when he tapped his cock against your cheek. The look on your face was priceless, he wondered if he had ever looked at you like that before. He couldn’t deny that it was a look that suited you.

“Open up, babe.” You gave him a pleading look, already accepting its uselessness. He raised an eyebrow, psychotic grin never leaving his face. You shakily opened your mouth, wincing when he forced his way into your mouth. He wasted no time, hands tangling into your hair to anchor you as he roughly fucked your mouth.

You couldn’t help but choke, whining as he roughly hit your throat. The drying blood caked with your saliva, dripping down your neck and soaking into your shirt. You felt messy, tears and snot flowing freely. "F-uck, that's it. Suck a good fu-fuckhole for me.” You jumped when you felt Masky slide behind you, his hands pulling up your shirt.

He was rough, tugging on your nipples as you whined and tried to pull away. The rope bit painfully into your wrists, red angry lines already appearing as you tugged helplessly at your binds. Suddenly Cody pulled you closer, forcing his cock down your throat. You looked up at him through blurry eyes, when you looked like you were going to pass out he finally pulled out. He smirked as you spluttered all over yourself, coughing as your lungs screamed for air.

"Acting like you never took a cock before, thought you were fucking Danny?” You glared at him. “No.” Was the only response you dignified him with. Suddenly his eyes lit up. “Virgin?” You just looked at the floor, flushing. You hadn’t really met anyone your age around here, most of the people being old, married or insane. He barked out a laugh. “Oh im fucking you first.” His words struck horror in you, first? The idea of being fucked by four men was terrifying.

You felt completely powerless and surrounded, mind desperately searching for an escape. Masky yanked you back, sliding you down so your head was in his lap, he yanked your wrists over your head and held them in place. You kicked with ferocity, suddenly your head snapped to the side and a whimper flew from your lips. “I suggest you be-fucking-have.” He growled, hand wrapping around your throat and pulling you so close your lips almost touched.

You sobbed but nodded, feeling blood run down the new cut in your lip. You sniffled as Cody yanked down your bottoms, staring up at the roof. You shivered as air hit your now bare legs, squeaking when he suddenly shoved your thighs against your chest. Masky’s hands wrapped around the back of your thighs, pulling your legs closer to you.

Cody held eye contact with you as he pulled out a bottle of lube, spurting it over his fingers. You shivered when he dropped some onto your hole, the sudden cold making you squirm. Masky’s hands tightened, not allowing you much movement.

You grit your teeth when Cody pushed a finger in, not giving you time to adjust before he began quickly fucking you. You tried desperately to keep down your moans, fighting against the pleasure currently burning up your stomach. Cody slid another into you, and you finally cracked with a jab against your prostate.

You grabbed onto Masky’s jacket, fingers twisting into tan fabric. Whining as your hips bucked uncontrollably, you hadn’t expected it to feel so good. “Always thought you were a slut, surprised they didn’t pass you around. They really missed out.” You hated the fact his lewd words served to turn you on more, toes curling as you desperately tried to shake your head, “N-no-Ah!” You sobbed out, feeling another finger push into you.

“Knew he’d be a good fuck when you showed us that photo.” The thought of them stalking you beforehand made sense, this couldn’t have been an accident. “Yeah, Ben’s real handy.” Cody chuckled, eyes never leaving your face. Cody pulled his fingers out, taking a second to toy with your rim.

Masky let your legs drop, you let them fall limply. “C’mon, on your knees like a good little doggy. Could get him a pretty little collar.” You whimpered. “D-don’t.” You stuttered out between heaving breaths. “Get one for you tomorrow.” He smirked, eyes challenging you. As if to flex his power over you he grabbed your hips, flipping you onto your stomach and yanking up your ass. Masky grabbed your hair, pulling until you finally used your palms to keep you up.

You had to even noticed him pulling out his cock, he was a lot bigger than Cody. He seemed a lot older than both of you too, experience radiating off of him. “Open up, pup.” You didn’t bother to fight, opening your mouth and allowing him to slide in. Masky was mean, quickly fucking your face without regard. Your nose slammed into his navel, you almost thought he was going to break your nose. Due to your distraction Cody took the chance to push into you, causing you to yelp around Masky’s cock. “Ye-yeah that’s it, such a good li-little whore.” You could feel your own throat constricting around his cock, gargling as his cock roughly jammed against your throat.

Cody began a pretty breakneck pace too, his fingers spreading your ass. You felt full, ass stretching painfully around his fat cock. You sobbed, everything was moving so fast. It left you overwhelmed, body practically convulsing. It felt amazing, you despised how much your body enjoyed this. Cody’s thick cock dragging against your insides was enough to make you delirious, you even found yourself making an effort to suck Masky’s cock. The sounds of your own slurping almost sent shame through you, both men suddenly slamming into you at the same time stole your attention.

You came untouched, squealing around Masky’s cock. You would’ve fallen had both men not kept ahold of you, Cody’s fingers digging into your hips. Cody came in you, groaning about how tight you were. “Such a g-good puppy, taking my cock so well. Body’s practically begging me to fuck d-deeper.” He rambled out, his words sending another wave of heat through your already spent body.

Masky shot his seed down your throat not long after, Cody keeping his cock in you while he watched you swallow Masky’s cum. “Guess it’s our turn now.” You looked over, Hoodie striding over to you. “Mm yep!” Toby chirped as he followed suit. He seemed far too perky for what was happening, you tried to shuffle back. You ended up just flopping uselessly against the floor. “N-no more please.” Your words were ignored, Hoodie dropping down and pulling you towards him. Toby slid behind you, caging you between both of them.

Your tied up hands pressed against Hoodie’s chest, nervousness taking over as red stitched eyes stared back at you. He pulled up your legs, his clothed cock grinding against yours. You whined out a ‘no’, begging them to stop. “Don’t worry, we’ll get you nice n trained up. You’re gonna be waiting ass up, begging for someone to fuck you.” His words left you shaking, cock twitching. You couldn’t like the idea of that, you just couldn’t.

You could feel Hoodie unbuttoning his pants, hands fumbling against the backs of your thighs. Suddenly you felt a cock against your rim, a whine tearing from your throat before you could stop it. “Aww, do-don’t worry. Yo-you’ll get me n-ni-nice ‘n deep so-oon.” Toby whispered against your ear, biting your lobe. You didn’t even notice him take his mask off, his mouth was hot as he sucked along your neck. He pushed his head into you before snapping his hips, slamming deep into you. You squeaked and gasped, twisting in their hold as pleasure burned up your spine.

“Room for one more?” Hoodie chuckled, hands slapping against your ass before inching forwards towards your hole. Toby stilled, groaning when Hoodie’s gloved fingers rubbed against his cock and your rim. “Do-dont you dare.” You weakly threatened, almost snapping your back when Hoodie’s gloved fingers sank two fingers into you. You sobbed when he tugged at your rim, Toby’s arms tightening around you as he snapped his hips again. “Sh-shit, feels good.” He groaned out, biting down on your shoulder. Hoodie’s fingers slid back out of you, hands keeping your ass spread.

He aimed his cock up, pressing in next to Toby. “Fu-fuck!” You choked out, throat feeling drier than a desert, your protests fell on deaf ears. Hoodie didn’t stop until he had his whole cock in you, bullying and stretching out your hole. You were falling appart, tears freely running as your body was pushed past its limit’s. Hoodie suddenly pulled your legs up, resting them on top of his arms. The movement made you scream, two cocks almost splitting you in two.

When they both thrust into you it felt like you had blacked out momentarily, brain practically vibrating as they began to set a pace for fucking you. You howled when they finally found a pace, one cock always inside you and rubbing against your prostate. The sounds you made were inhuman, voice cracking as moans were forced from your throat.

The back of your legs burned, everything hurt. But it felt unbelievable, the abuse to your overstimulated prostate felt like fire in the best way. Suddenly Toby wrapped a hand around your cock, jacking you off in time with his thrusts. It was too much, it almost hurt when you came for the second time. Your cock pathetically dribbled, Toby wiping some off and sucking it off of his fingers. “Mmm you t-t-taste real nice.” He groaned into your ear, licking the shell. All you could do was whine, body falling limp in their hold.

It felt sticky and uncomfortable, cum being fucked out of your hole. You could feel it almost frothing up, getting mixed between two cocks while grinding against each other inside of you.

It was almost torturous, your hole on fire as it stretched around two cocks. You felt completely powerless, the men easily dominating you. Even one on one, you didn’t think you stood a chance. A hand around your throat cut off your deranged moans. “Hey pup, wa-wanna tell us h-how much you lo-love being a c-cocksl-slut?” Toby teased before letting go of your throat, squeezing in warning when you didn’t quickly comply. “Y-yes! I love bei-i-ing a cockslut!” You gasped, shame biting at you when you heard them all chuckle. Toby suddenly growled, thrusts growling sloppy. He bit down on your neck, rutting into you fast as his orgasm began to approach.

He pulled out of you when his balls emptied, slapping your ass. “Atta boy.” You whined pathetically, Hoodie tugging your tied hands around his neck. He grinned down at you before effortlessly bouncing you on his cock, hitting as deep inside of you as he could. You could feel his muscles flexing under your forearms, he had to be pretty strong if he could use you this easily.

“Y-you gonna cum for me?” Hey puppy whispered, chuckling as his lips ran down the side of your face. “C’mon baby, you can give me one more.” He teased, teeth scraping against your jaw. You don’t know how you did it but you did, you barely shot anything out. Your body gave up and you felt your consciousness fall.

“Aww little puppy got real tired after just a little bit of a play? Really gonna have to train him up.” Masky hummed, excited at the new prospect of a stress reliever. Your tight little ass taking his load might just be enough to calm down his anger issues. He was quite annoyed he was the only one not to get balls deep in you, but you had plenty of time now.

Hoodie dove onto you, pushing your unconscious body to the floor as he desperately fucked into you, his hips slamming against your ass as he chased his high. “F-fuck. You guys. G-good idea.” He choked out, groaning when he finally released inside of you, painting your insides in white.

[mythicalmyles]

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