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Esaret 51. - 52. Bölüm
Prompt: "Struggling to stand"
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#Esaret#Ali Yağız Durmuş#Struggling to stand#turkish#turkish series#whump#male whump#whumpedit#beaten#pain#bloody face#bruised ribs#weak#supported#headache#cared for
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Orhun: Bir an önce iyileşmen lazım bizim bir düğünümüz var..
Hira: gecikmesini istemiyor gibisin
Orhun: ayak bileği iyileşti iyileşti, iyileşmezse…
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Hiç var olmamış suratlar birer birer yok oluyor. Özgürlük sandıkları bu esaretten kurtulamayan deliler mezarlığı burası. Yalnız en önemli eylemleri delirmek ya da ölmekten ibaret değil. Fakat bunu herkes bilemez.
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25.05.2023
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#özgürlük#esaret#deli#mezarlık#delirmek#ölmek#var olmak#yok olmak#edebiyat#yazılarım#düşünceler#acı#düşünce#hüzün#derinden#yazar#iç sesim#acılarım#acılar#yazarolmak#ölüm#elde var hüzün#acı gerçek#yaşamak#kitaplar#yazı#gerçek#gerçekler#benim kalemimden#jupiterliyazar
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Esaret | Redemption 51.Bölüm
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Esaret
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"Hiçbir şey umut kadar güzel değildir."
- 🎬 Shawshank Redemption
#“Hiçbir şey umut kadar güzel değildir.” - 🎬 Shawshank Redemption#esaret#esaretin bedeli#werhat#kitap#pinterest#book#love#cat#kedi#art#photograph#duvar kağıdı#the shawshank redemption
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#önderkaraçay#mobbingbank#önder karaçay#mobbing bank#insan#atatürk#devrim#mahşer tufanı#zulüm#türk fırtınası#cesaret#esaret
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Esaret
Endless Dream (Consummation)
It’s the evening of the wedding. Orhun and Hira walk down the hall of the mansion, hand in hand to their bedroom. The house is quiet, everyone has left the mansion for the night.
They look over at each other. Hira, visibly nervous smiles at him. He slows down their walk….
“Are you okay?” He says. Stopping them a few steps from their bedroom door.
“Yes!” She confidently replies.
“You seem very nervous. We can wait.”
“Yes, I am nervous. But I’m okay.”
“Okay…”
They take the last few steps to their door and he opens it. Slowly pushing it open he gestures; ladies first.
She walks in, her hands restless as her heart begins to race from nerves and excitement.
She quickly turns around and faces him, “wait.” She tells him.
“Where are you going?” He asks her, closely following behind her.
She opens the door of their closet and turns around, “give me a couple minutes?” She asks.
“Okay…” he says, feeling confused.
She closes the door, not leaving his eyes and gives him a playful grin.
Orhun pulls his jacket off and drapes it over the back of a chair. He approaches the doors to the balcony that overlooks the sea. The night is dark but the sky is clear. The light from the moon reflects off the waters surface.
His hands are in his pockets and he looks out in the sky taking in the massive amount of stars. A rush of relief washes over him as he indulges in reminiscence. He closes him eyes, he can feel the misty breeze hitting his face and the smell of the salty sea calms his nerves. He’s back at the alter, Hira, dressed in pure white approaching him, choosing him to spend the rest of her life with.
He’s never fought for someone before but Hira changed everything the moment he laid eyes on her in the desert.
She’s mine. He tells himself.
He takes a deep breath, feeling the relief, the satisfaction that they are finally married.
They over came many obstacles to get where they are now. To share a life together. Although the journey was near catastrophic, he’d do it all over again.
He opens his eyes, takes the stars in one last time and closes the curtains.
Hira, who is still in the closet takes out a white box that she hid in the closet so he wouldn’t find it. She kneels down and holds it in her lap and opens it.
She takes a white, low cut gown made of silk out of the box. She runs her hand over the smooth, luscious fabric.
Setting the box down, she stands up, kicks off her heels and starts taking out her earrings and taking her wedding dress off. She slips into the silky, white gown and faces the mirror, admiring how beautiful and sexy she feels in it.
She takes her wedding dress and places it on a hanger and hanging it high enough so it doesn’t touch the floor. She runs her fingers over the dress, feeling thankful the day has finally come and they have become one again.
She takes one more look in the mirror, takes a deep breath and heads for the door.
He sits at the end of the bed, kicking his shoes off and tossing them to the side. He stands up and pulls his belt through the loops and rolls it up and puts it on the dress along with his watch and untucks his shirt and start unbuttoning it but suddenly stops.
He sits back down on the bed, not wanting to undress himself any more in case she isn’t ready. He doesn’t want to scare her, doesn’t want her to think he’s desperate.
His elbows rest on his knees and he runs his fingers through his hair. He leans back, lifting his face up and sees her standing in front of him.
His eyes trail her body. Her legs are bare and her gown sits high above her knees. Her hands rest in front of her and she fiddles with her wedding band trying to stay calm as she stands in front of him. The gown is cut low and shows most of her chest, barely covering her breasts.
Her nipples are visibly hard and her face is flush with embarrassment but her lips are plump, wanting to be kissed.
He stands up, his gaze is locked on her. Her beauty sucks all the air from the room leaving him without oxygen, without words.
He walks towards her, her lips part way and her heart rate rapidly increases.
The way he looks at her makes her feel confident, sexy.
He runs the back of his fingers down her arm and takes her hand into his.
“You’re the most beautiful woman in this world.” He tells her
She nods, nervously, “thank you.”
She runs her other hand over the side of her face as if she was trying to move her hair out of the way but realizes she forgot to take her pins out of her hair.
She lets go of his hand and rubs her finger over her hair.
“I forgot to take my hair pins out!” She tells him, quickly walking away from him.
He grabs her hand, stopping her and pulls her back into him.
He inches closer to her from behind and she watches as he brings her hand to his lips and kisses the palm of her hand.
A shy smile appears on her face.
His fingers trace up her arms, over her shoulders and up her neck. He starts taking pins out of her hair and let them fall to the floor.
Her hair rests on her back and he moves it to one side while reaching around her with his other hand and places his hand on her abdomen. He leans into her and kisses her neck, trailing down her shoulder.
Her nerves are soaring through her body making her tense, but she craves his touch.
He looks over to her and her eyes are closed and she almost looks like she’s in pain. He stops, turns her around so they face each other.
“Hira…” he says.
Without saying anything she brings her hands to his chest and starts unbuttoning his shirt.
She runs her hands over his bare chest and reminds herself that she’s safe with him. She meets his eyes and starts working his shirt down his arms.
He tugs his shirt off and runs his fingers up her arm, sliding the thin strap of her gown down her shoulder. It hangs off her upper arm and exposes the top of her chest, barely covering her nipple.
She brings her arms up as if she was getting embarrassed, Orhun quickly starts reaching over to pull her strap back on but she pulls the other strap down, letting the gown fall to the floor.
He takes in her whole, beautiful, naked body with his eyes and his heart is racing. His body is hot and blood rushes to his groin.
He steps forward, closing the gap between them and makes his way between her lips.
She gasps, her eyes slowly close and she holds his waist, hooking her fingers into his pants.
His hands roam her body, down her arms, across her chest, caressing her breasts.
His arm hugs her tightly around her waist and he guides her to the bed, laying her down and kissing her harder.
He climbs on top of her, their tongues rapidly exploring each other.
His scent, taste, the weight of his body pressed against her fills her with sensations she’s never felt before. Not wanting it to stop. Her fingers grip his hair and she pulls him into her, demanding more.
The restriction of his pants around his groin intensifies with each passing kiss.
He breaks the kiss and his mouth trails down her body. Kissing her cheeks, neck and sucking on her nipple while he plays with the other one.
Her body quivers and she lets out quiet moans. He feels her thighs tighten, creating pressure to soothe the ache between her legs.
He makes his way down her abdomen and turns his gaze back to her. Her upper body rests on her elbows and she watches him spread her legs open pressing a firm kiss against her inner thigh.
Her skin tingles with every touch, gaze, thought.
He runs his hand over her hips, between her legs and gently rubs her. Her body jolts and she grinds against his hand desperately.
He rubs her wetness between his fingers, “you’re very wet, Hira.”
Heat boils over her shoulders as he bring his fingers to his parted lips and licks them, tasting her.
He stands up, unbuttons his pants and kicks off the rest of his clothes.
Hira’s eyes widen in shock. It’s veiny, thicker, bigger than she thought it would be.
She watches as he climbs on top of her, pushing her legs on top of his, and stokes himself.
He leans down, kissing her, running his fingers up her thigh and teasing her between her legs, venturing further in.
He rubs her clit in a circular motion and kisses her harder making her body move against him.
Her breathing is heavy and her hands are wandering his body. Her fingers glide down the back of his neck, down his back.
He puts the tip of his finger in her, going slow in case it hurts. Her legs tighten around his and she lets out a soft moan. Slowly moving his finger inside her he goes a little deeper, she gasps and reaches her hand between her legs, feeling his fingers in there. He inserts another finger and she thrusts into him.
“I want to hold you and make you mine.” He whispers against her
He kisses her hard and guides himself into her, not going in all the way.
Her head falls back with her eyes closed, fingers dig into his back, she grunts. The slight burn of pain that quickly eases.
Slowly thrusting inside her he runs his hand over her chest and pinches her nipple, distracting her. He thrusts deeper into her and she grunts, squirming beneath him. The burning sensation turns pleasurable.
He stops, “Am I hurting you?” He asks, feeling worried.
“Keep going.” She tells him.
Slowly sliding in and out of her he goes deeper each time until he’s buried himself inside her. He grunts against her lips.
He sits up, grips her waist tightly and starts moving her into him. He watches her as she takes him. Her hands grip the sheet and her head moves side to side.
“Orhun!” She moans
He thrusts deeper into her, faster. His fingers dig into her hips and their moans fill the room.
The veiny ridges glide against her walls and her back arches, “Don’t stop!” She tells him, nearly running out of breath.
Their bodies collide and his lips crash down on hers. Their skin is slick with sweat and his muscles are burning as he picks up the pace.
His hot breath tickles her neck as he brings his lips to her ear and whispers, “I want to hear how good you feel.”
“Oh my God, don’t stop.” She moans
Their two bodies become one and their movements are in sync. Delirious from the pleasure her body shakes, on the verge of an orgasm.
Sensations she’s never felt before. A mix of pleasure and pain. Not knowing what is happening, she gets nervous.
“Orhun, my body feels weird.” She tells him.
“You’re about to have an orgasm.” He says.
He grips her hair with one hand and caresses her face with the other and devours her lips. Her hand holds the back of his neck and her other handle rests against his chest.
Her moans captivate him as he thrusts harder and faster into her. His muscles are on fire. Her taste, scent intoxicates him.
Her head falls back and the pleasure surges inside her as she reaches her orgasm. Her moans fill the room and his grip tightens on her hair.
“Orhun!” She yells
She closes her eyes, rolling her hips into him. His pulse rushes and he tries to hold on, thrusting deep and hard into her.
He feels her muscles tighten around him throwing him over the edge, spilling inside her.
“Hira!” He says
Slowing down his pace he moves her hair out of her face. Their breathing is heavy, rapid and they’ve used up all the oxygen in the room.
She can’t catch her breath so he presses their lips together and passionately kisses her. Forcing her to breathe from her nose to help calm her down.
He slips out of her and her body convulses, coming down from her orgasm. Her lips are swollen and her skin is flush. He falls into her chest and she runs her fingers through his hair.
“I love you, Hira Demirhanlı” he whispers
“I love you too, Orhun Demirhanlı”
He pulls the sheet over them and they nestle their bodies against each other and he runs his fingers up and down her arm watching her fall asleep, admiring his wife.
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Mahassine Merabet: Tv Series, Biography
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Mahassine Merabet: Tv Series, Biography
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"Zindancının yeterli olduğu yerde cellada gerek yoktur."
Bir İdam Mahkumun Son Günü~VİCTOR HUGO
#victor hugo#bir idam mahkumunun son günü#idam#mezarlık#esaret#cinayet#hapishane#kelepçe#mahkum#cellad
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Esaret 69. - 72. Bölüm
Prompt: "Shot"
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#esaret#Ali Yağız Durmuş#shot#turkish#turkish series#whump#male whump#whumpedit#blood#pain#comfort#face touching#barely conscious#ambu bag#defibrillation#oxygen mask#waking up
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It’s been two years since we’ve been waiting for this very exact moment🫶🏻✨
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Cunhado, esse homem não era médico! | Esaret (Redemption) Cautiverio 186...
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NEDEN HANMA'CIYIZ SANIYORSUNUZ.
#hanma#shuji#HANMASHUJİ#tokyo r#valhalla#tokyorevenger#hanmashuji#shujihanma#hazalimmoonshine#esaret#güç#hanma×kisaki
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Have you seen Esaret 128-131?
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Yes, I have, now I trailed through Tumblr and I remember (at least I think I do) there was a gif set of two of the episodes.
We're talking about where he is hurt and she has to eventually cauterize the wound with him having a fever etc until there found...
I'll have another hunt I'm not sure if @how-much-for-a-whump may know or @aceofwhump, @99point9percentwhump have you three seen them, or was I dreaming it 🤔
If not I will gif it! 🤣
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