#Submission pic starters

[roleplayingwomenoffun]

https://rule34.xxx/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=11174513

"You look so cute in this picture my dear doctor" The Commander smirks as he shows the pick to Mercy

Mercy took the picture, soon blushing and quickly giving it back. "Where did you- I didn't know there had been a camera!" Of course, that didn't mean she denied it. Not when it was clear that it was her ass being jammed into and cumming hard on it. She had been left fucked stupid for hours after that visit, with marks all over her body and cum leaking out of her holes.

Her nipples were hard under her shirt, and she shifted in spot as the memories haunted her and turned her on. "T-thank you, Commander, for the compliment."

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

I know this is typically for pet pics and people's calligraphy to share with you but I just saw an article on phys.org that was about sourdough starters and what using different flours for it does for smell and taste and thought of you? if the link sends, it's here! I hope this is an okay use of the submission box.

OH YO??? NO this is EXTREMELY helpful i bookmarking this thing to read for later

[maitressebrie]

About me

Because no one actually reads a profile:

I am a 33 year-old, bisexual, dominant American woman. Generally speaking, I'm interested in women for sex and men for pain - theirs. I'm on Tumblr for casual online fun...and the porn. Love the porn.

Hobbies/Interests:

I'm a runner and enjoy the occasional 5K/10K. Trying to get into obstacle course racing (Tough Mudder/Spartan) if I ever get my butt in gear.

Reading: I love to read! I enjoy history, classic detective fiction (like Raymond Chandler, Dashiell Hammet), le Carre spy novels, Albert Camus, Haruki Murakami, Hemingway, and too many others to name.

Yoga/Pilates

Surfing (aspirational at this point)

I've been getting into investing recently, but just casually.

Kinks:

Femdom (duh) - I get off on control...and occasionally your suffering...ok...more than occasionally...

Bimboization - there's nothing better than a soft, dumb, big-titted, fat-booty slut ready to do whatever I tell her. Follow my sideblog (@bimbomenagerie) if you're interested in my taste in women.

Feminization/Sissification - a close second is turning men into soft, obedient, sexy gurls.

Chastity - male or female

Watersports/Bathroom Use Control (giving) - all your bodily functions should belong to me.

Denial/Edging - all my gooners should follow @goonermenagerie. Go ahead and waste your life pump puppies.

Humiliation/Degradation - I know I'm better than you...I just want to drive it home so deep that you can't even escape me in your dreams

SPH - I'll rate your little peepee, but ask politely first. Unsolicited dick pics get you blocked.

ABDL - MDlg preferred.

Hard Limits:

Kids - it's disgusting that I have to even say this. For real - if you're evening thinking about it just go walk yourself down to the police station right now...or into a wood chipper.

Animals - also...fucking ew....

Actual misogyny - I LOVE submissive women, I even love degrading and humiliating them...but that's their choice to make if it makes them happy.

Race play

Sending pics - for any number of reasons this is a non-starter for me.

DMs/Inbox:

I like to chat but my time is not unlimited and I engage based on my interests and availability. Feel free to reach out - for tasks, dick rating, some chat (kinky or not) - but be interesting. Don't just send me a list of your kinks and a picture of your dick...I don't care about either of them. If you reach out I assume you're interested in something in my list, so you should be thinking about how you can satisfy my desires first and foremost.

I'm not here looking for anything IRL. I have other venues for that, so don't even ask.

If you read this far, edge twice for me for being a good little girl or boy - don't even think about cumming of course. And don't forget to say thank you.

[liaromancewriter]

Stand By Me

Premise: Cassie experiences the downside of having Ethan Ramsey as a mentor.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Angsty Fluff Format: Prose + Text and Pic Fic Words: 2,610

A/N: Submission for @choicesaprilchallenge24 prompt, two-word sentence starter: "you're wrong"

Part 1: The Calm

Cassie Valentine had never traveled quite like this. The cargo plane’s interior was cavernous and dimly lit, a stark contrast to the tightly packed but bright commercial jet that had flown her and Ethan Ramsey from Boston to Miami for the first leg of their trek to assist humanitarian efforts after an earthquake in Haiti.

Cassie thought idly that the jet had been more comfortable with its plush seating. She sat cross-legged on the cold, metal floor, a duffle bag shoved behind her, cushioning her lower back from the unyielding steel, and scanned her surroundings.

The sparse interior was devoid of the usual comforts of commercial flights. There were no overhead bins, seatback trays or in-flight entertainment to pass the time. Just an expansive, unadorned metal hull echoing with the sound of the engines, a constant, deafening roar that made any attempt at conversation futile.

“Hope you’re strapped in tight, folks,” Hank, the team leader, shouted above the noise.

Standing in the center of the plane, his legs spread for balance, he stretched his long arms to grip one of the loops hanging from the ceiling.

“It’s going to be a bumpy ride, but at least there’s no middle seat to fight over,” Hank continued matter-of-factly as the plane gained speed on the runway, its sides rattling in response. A few people chuckled.

He finished his safety instructions a minute or two before the wheels lifted off the tarmac, and quickly strapped himself into a jump seat on the far side. He caught her watching him, and winked flirtatiously.

Back on the ground, Ethan had greeted Hank with an easy familiarity borne out of their shared experience during the Amazon mission years earlier. The casual insults had rolled off their tongues as they needled each other jokingly.

Cassie suspected this trip would be eye-opening in more ways than one as she spied on Ethan’s relaxed profile out of the corner of her eye. As if sensing her scrutiny, he glanced askance at her and she gave him a thumbs up signal.

She huddled inside the leather jacket, shivering from the chill that permeated the aircraft as it began its ascent. Leaning her head on Ethan’s shoulder, she smiled ruefully at Libby, the petite red-haired fifth-year surgical resident strapped in across from her.

They’d gotten to chatting in the hangar as they waited for the plane to be loaded with boxes filled with medical and food supplies and humanitarian aid packages. Libby, on her third trip to a disaster zone, had been a fount of information on what to expect and advice on how to manage in crude living conditions.

Cassie felt a sense of adventure mingled with apprehension. The headlines coming out of Port-au-Prince had painted a bleak picture of destruction, death and despair.

When Ethan’s contact in the WHO reached out asking for medical volunteers, Cassie knew she wasn’t going to be left behind this time. She might not have experience in field hospitals, but it was time she got it.

Ethan hadn’t argued or tried to talk her out of it. They were doctors; this is what they did.

As the plane reached cruising altitude, Cassie peered out of a small window near the floor. The view was obscured by a thick mesh covering the outside, but it did little to diminish the sense of wonder at the vast blue sea below, the calm surface broken only by the white crests of waves.

The flight was long, longer still, with nothing to do to pass the time. Cassie found herself drifting off to sleep, lulled by the monotony of the engine’s roar and the comforting feel of Ethan’s arm around her.

The next thing she knew, he was nudging her awake. The plane’s vibration beneath her had changed, gradually descending as they approached their destination. The atmosphere inside was abuzz with anticipation. Shortly after, the plane touched down on the tarmac, the landing rougher than the take-off.

“Ready?” Ethan asked as they unstrapped themselves once the plane had come to a halt.

Cassie nodded, stretching her arms and legs to shake off the stiffness. “Next time, remind me to grab a sleeping bag and some snacks.”

He chuckled, but his smile was soft as he stared into her green eyes. He ran his index finger down the side of her face, tucked back a lock of blonde hair that had escaped her ponytail, and tilted her face up.

The kiss was a mere brush of the lips, whisper soft, barely there before it was gone. It was the last moment of normality. Once they disembarked, everything would change.

Part 2: The Storm

The oppressive heat and humidity were unlike anything Cassie had experienced before, although she’d certainly been to the tropics. Her brother’s island home on St. Thomas was a few hundred miles east, but its luxurious, air-conditioned environs were worlds apart from the rows of beige-colored tents spread out in every direction.

The back of her short-sleeved cotton scrub top was damp from perspiration, so she lifted the hem to air it out. Exiting the stuffy interior of a medical tent housing non-urgent cases, Cassie took a deep breath. The pungent smells of human waste and unwashed bodies hit her nostrils immediately, and she started gagging.

Sweat dripped down her face, and she wiped it away with the back of her hand. In the last few days, she’d lost her weight in fluids as they dug latrines, carried supplies from one end of the field hospital to another and spent hours in airless spaces treating patients whose eyes were inconsolable with loss.

It had taken her more than a minute to get her bearings, but Ethan had been in his element. She knew he’d volunteered with Partners in Health when he was a resident and fellow. But she’d had a hard time picturing the sophisticated, opera-loving Dr. Ramsey in such crude surroundings, digging ditches, boots covered in mud, grime staining his clothes.

They had both been busy in their respective areas, retreating every night, bone tired, muscles aching, to their assigned bedroom in staff housing near the hospital. All they did was sleep before waking up early to do it all over again.

Suddenly missing him and desperate to feel his arms around her, Cassie marched down the dirt path between tents, her green eyes searching for him or someone familiar who could tell her if they’d seen him.

Her ears pricked when she heard his deep voice and distinctive laugh close by. Changing directions, she followed her instincts and turned left, slowing down when she saw him standing in the middle of a clearing, his back to her.

Ethan was with an older man she hadn’t met before. His gray hair was long from the back, brushing past his collar, with deep-set eyes and a hooked nose. He spoke English with a heavy accent, gesticulating with his hands for emphasis.

The other man caught her spying on them, and his voice boomed, chiding. “Ah, another acolyte for my young friend. It’s always the same story, eh, Ramsey?”

Cassie flushed when she realized he was referring to her.

Surprised, Ethan spun on his heels and relaxed when he spotted her. “Cassie.”

Her earlier euphoria faded, replaced by a gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach as she joined them.

“You know each other?” The other man asked, glancing between her and Ethan.

“Klaus, meet Dr. Valentine.” Ethan made the introductions. “Cassie, this is Dr. van Rijn, special missions head at the WHO. We go way back.”

“Valentine, Valentine. Why do I know that name?” Dr. van Rijn tapped one finger against his lips before his eyes cleared in recognition. “Ah, yes, of course.”

Cassie felt a momentary high at being recognized by someone of his stature, but his next words had her deflating like a balloon popped with a pin.

“You’re the intern!”

“That was six years ago,” Ethan shook his head in amusement. “She’s hardly an intern anymore, Klaus. Dr. Valentine is—”

“Your mentee, or rather, your protege,” he interrupted. “Yes, yes, Ethan, I remember. My hair is more gray than when we last saw each other, but my memory is sharper than ever.”

“But your hearing could use some work,” Ethan retorted, shoving his hands in his pant pockets. “As I was saying….”

Cassie saw herself standing in a long tunnel, the dismissive words spoken by the other man echoing around her. Intern. Mentee. Ramsey’s protege. Reduced to nothing more than that.

“Cassie, are you alright?”

Ethan’s concerned voice broke through her reverie, and she looked up, startled. They were both staring at her, one in disquiet and the other with curiosity.

“Sorry, I was miles away,” Cassie said. “What were you talking about?”

“Ethan was just telling me you’re now leading his former team,” van Rijn said. “That’s quite an accomplishment for one so young. You made a smart decision when you chose to train under Dr. Ramsey. He’s one of the best and most astute physicians I’ve ever met. You’ll go far if you keep following in your mentor’s footsteps.”

Incensed at the implication that her success was not of her own making, Cassie opened her mouth to deliver a cutting retort or at least defend her record. But Ethan stepped in front of her, figuratively, and beat her to it.

“That’s unfair, Klaus,” Ethan said sternly. “Dr. Valentine is brilliant. She diagnosed and found a cure for Naveen when he and I had both given up. She’s the keynote speaker at this year’s AADM conference, just like I was all those years ago, and is a special advisor to a Congressional national committee on healthcare affordability.”

He paused, frowning slightly before continuing. “And before you shove your foot even further down your mouth, you’ve apparently forgotten that she’s also my wife.”

Cassie stared in shock at Ethan, her ears ringing. His wife?!? That’s how he chose to end this? She thought they were partners and equals first, but clearly, she’d been mistaken.

“I heard you’d gotten married,” van Rijn said, flustered, “but I didn’t realize it was to…”

His words trailed off, and his cheeks turned red with embarrassment as he glanced at Cassie.

Ethan, too, watched her warily as she continued to stand there in stony silence, arms folded tightly across her front.

As she grappled with her emotions, feeling the old imposter syndrome return, Cassie knew she would blow her top if she didn’t walk away now. Preferably with her dignity intact.

“It was a pleasure,” she almost tripped over the word, “to meet you, Dr. van Rijn. I have to get back to work.”

She nodded rigidly at Ethan. “I’ll see you later.”

She was practically running once she was out of sight, unable to slow down despite the heat making her lightheaded.

Cassie often counted her blessings that she’d gotten a chance to work with Ethan, the compassionate and caring doctor who’d captured her heart. But for the first time in her life, she wished she’d never met Dr. Ramsey.

Part 3: The Aftermath

Part 4: The Closure

Ethan poured Malbec into a long-stemmed wine glass for Cassie the moment he heard her keys rattle in the apartment door. He’d had his ears cocked for the last half-hour, the trepidation building with every passing minute.

He heard the swoosh of the hallway closet door as she likely hung up her coat and the clatter of her shoes hitting the hardwood floor. Just as she walked into the living room, he took a large swallow of his wine and promptly started coughing when it went down the wrong pipe.

“Are you okay?” Cassie asked, her brow furrowed in concern as she approached him and brushed her hand up and down his back.

Ethan nodded, wheezing as the cough tickled his throat. He set the glass on the counter before he spilled the drink all over the kitchen floor. Finally, he managed to get himself under control.

Cassie lifted the glass of wine he’d poured for her and sipped slowly, her eyes closing as she savored the taste.

“You always know just what I need,” she said with a deep sigh. “M&M was particularly long and exhausting. Tell me, why did I choose to stay in academic medicine?”

“You’re wrong,” Ethan said quietly, causing her eyes to drift open and stare at him in surprise. “I don’t always know what you need. Something’s gone wrong between us. Things haven’t been the same since Haiti.”

Cassie pursed her lips and watched him above the rim of her glass, not reacting to his statement in any other way. Then she finished her wine and set the glass down on the counter.

“We already discussed this back then and today on text,” Cassie reminded him. “What else is there to say?”

She shrugged, and then her eyes turned hard like steel. “I need to stand on my own, but who you are, what you are…well, it casts a long shadow. I didn’t like how you and Klaus reduced me to someone who exists only because of what you saw in me. And not because I worked hard for it.”

“I didn’t mean—”

“I know,” Cassie cut him off. “You might not have meant to, but you defending me without giving me a chance to do it myself, you might as well have.”

“Why can’t I stand up for you?” Ethan said, frustration leaking through as he stabbed his fingers into his hair.

“I need you to stand by me, not for me,” Cassie said, her tone measured in response to his heated one. “I will always be measured by your reputation, just like you have to contend with Naveen’s legacy. We can’t control what others say or do. I’ve accepted it.”

“Then why are you angry with me?” Ethan shot back.

“I’m not angry.”

Cassie closed the distance between them, her smile throwing him off. When she took his hand and laced her fingers through his, he felt as if the tight band around his heart loosened.

“I’m not angry,” she repeated, squeezing his fingers. “But I resent that, despite what we talked about in Haiti, your natural inclination on seeing that Pictagram post was to respond defending my honor.”

“Don’t deny it,” she cautioned when he started to do just that. “If I wanted to shoot down small-minded individuals, I’m more than capable of doing it myself.”

Ethan took a deep breath in and then exhaled. “I did want to do that,” he admitted. “I saw red because what they said was so far from reality.”

“If you thought that was bad, it’s good you’re not on Reddit,” Cassie said, twisting her lips in a wry smile.

“You know, if someone attacked your reputation, I’d be upset too.” She nestled against him, and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“But we both know the truth. I respect you enough to let you tear into shreds anyone that came at you. Give me the same courtesy, at least professionally,” Cassie added, angling her lips to kiss the underside of his jaw.

“If it was a personal attack, you have my permission to destroy them with that deathly Dr. Ramsey glare.”

Ethan snorted with laughter when she perfectly mimicked his angry expression.

“You’ve got yourself a deal,” he said, framing her face between his hands. His lips hovered above hers, waiting, prolonging the anticipation.

“You may kis—”

But she didn’t need to finish for he was already kissing her, and she was kissing him back. Everything was finally right in their world.

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All Fics & Edits: @bluebelle08 @coffeeheartaddict2 @crazy-loca-blog @jerzwriter @lady-calypso @mainstreetreader @peonierose @potionsprefect @queencarb @quixoticdreamer16 @justyourusualash @tessa-liam @trappedinfanfiction

Submissions: @choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

Ethan & Cassie only: @cariantha @custaroonie @youlookappropriate

[killercooksblog]

KillerCook Baking Challenge

BREAD TIME BITCHES!

I was a little late on the sourdough starter trend during Covid so naturally I made a different kind of bread - and it took me multiple weeks to perfect.

Introducing - Shokupan bread, also known as Japanese Milk Bread! A bakery shop in Japan makes these breads with the added twist of a flavored spiral. I'm not that advanced (as per the last few weeks proved) but I was able to still make the spiral :)

I won't be mean though. For this KillerCook Baking Challenge, I challenge YOU to make a bread type of your choice! Focaccia, Sourdough, Challah, soda bread, sweet bread, whatever YOU want. I want to see what you make something delicious, comforting, and I want pictures of it!

The challenge: So whats the challenge for baking bread? ART! If you've ever seen the focaccia flower art, that's what I'm talking about. It doesn't have to be flowers, but I do want you to decorate the top or inside of the bread with something to give it that *chef's kiss.* To participate, you gotta submit a pic of your artisan bread to my submissions or ask box by 3:00 PM EST Saturday, August 3rd.

Can't wait to see how y'all butter my inbox/submission box up!

[enchantedlandcoffee]

Hey I saw that you wrote an a/b/o dynamic fic. I never read anything abo and I was wondering if you could explain it to me and maybe rec me some pics that are good starters?

Hi Anon! So this will be a very brief summary, and I will link the tumblr post that I use for referencing down below as well. It will get slightly explicit but I'm going to try and keep the details to a minimum for now. (Just for future reference, when writing 'a/b/o', you should always include the '/' in between the letters as without it can be an offensive term).

(Massive thank you to @paranormalbabydoll for helping me out with this)

First of all, the Omegaverse is very subjective, and there are no set rules about it. You do have the basics of most omegaverse stories, but authors create their own rules and worlds so every fic will be slightly different.

So, in the Omegaverse, there are usually three secondary sexes (alpha, beta, omega) that go alongside the primary sexes. These are normally paired in any way.

A few things to know:

Most A/B/O fics contain pheromones and scents. This is where alpha's and omegas can sense the scent/pheromones of other alpha's and omegas (they can be referred to as scenters). Each alpha and omega have different scents and it can change in some cases depending on emotions and feelings.

Betas have a muted scent and sense of smell.

Omegas (both male and female) and female betas can get pregnant. (In some cases, female alphas can but it all depends on how the author has planned the world).

Alphas

Alphas are the leaders and are seen as more dominant and powerful of the sexes.

They tend to have knots (no matter the primary sex), which locks inside their partner (usually an omega).

In some stories, people write that an alpha can only create a knot with- or in the presence of- an Omega, but this isn't always the case.

Alphas have ruts, which vary in frequency and duration depending on the writer. Ruts are basically a certain number of days where an alpha becomes incredibly horny and the primary purpose is breeding.

Betas

Betas are the closest to humans.

They don't have a breeding cycle but (in some cases) they do have a period of time after they take care of their alpha/omega partner/friend (in a breeding cycle) where they sleep (called a swoon).

Omegas

They are considered the opposite to alphas and normally seen as submissive and obedient.

Both male and female omegas produce slick (sometimes just during breeding cycles and sometimes all the time). Sometimes, male omegas are described to have a separate 'opening' for mating, and in other cases, they have only one 'opening'.

Omegas have a breeding cycle known as 'heats' where the main purpose is to be bred. This can last over a few days, depending on the story. Before a heat, there can be a 'pre-heat', which is where the heat symptoms begin to show.

Omegas are also known to nest (with fabrics and soft objects that smell like their alpha (and sometimes close relatives)) and can become very territorial of them.

Link

What is omegaverse?

Fic/Author Recs

Any a/b/o fic by @bottomhaztoplou

Unrequited by @babyhoneyheslt

The Pros and Cons of Breathing by @hellolovers13

Wind Beneath My Wings by @lunarheslwt

[cuddlex-xbug3]

hi! I go by Heza. I'm 21, a switch and use they/she pronouns

I do be very queer :D (pan, ace, poly, nb)

yes I'm autistic, have ocd, anxiety and depression lol so I'll find it hard to interact with people but I'm open to messages, just may take me a while to gather courage to respond <3 will be more active in reblogs/tags

Likes:

- most pet names i.e darling, pet, love etc but 'girl' (eg. good girl) can vary, other gendered terms I'm generally okay with, ask if you're unsure <3

- I'm into dnd, kpop, movies/tv, music, multitude of fandoms, animals, reading, fantasy etc etc so those are easy conversation starters :)

- ✨affection✨ gimme it pls and thank u

- thighs 0_0

- soft things

- squishy muscles

- people taller than me (not a hard thing to be :D)

- affectionate biting, did I mention affection??

pls respect timezone differences and mental blocks when interacting with me 💜

✨bdsm test results, kinks and dni will be down below✨

Kinks:

praise

biting

collaring

✨kinks will be updated in the future when I feel more comfortable with sharing them <3✨

oral fixation

powerplay

bondage

body worshipping (giving)

degradation

== Results from bdsmtest.org ==

100% Non-monogamist

95% Voyeur

89% Rigger

87% Switch

83% Rope bunny

79% Experimentalist

75% Submissive

72% Dominant

70% Owner

69% Brat

68% Masochist

61% Brat tamer

59% Slave

59% Sadist

56% Pet

56% Degradee

55% Vanilla

51% Degrader

44% Master/Mistress

42% Daddy/Mommy

36% Primal (Prey)

31% Primal (Hunter)

31% Exhibitionist

0% Ageplayer

0% Boy/Girl

‼️ DO NOT INTERACT ‼️ if you are: racist, transphobic, homophobic, ableist; if you sexualise eating disorders, sexualise minors, are a minor or are just looking for a f*ck. please do not send unsolicited pics of any kind. if I feel uncomfortable I will block you.

[orchard-lad]

Hello there! My name is Darnell Willowbrook, he/him pronouns, a Berry farmer from Johto. 18 now, I started my journey at 12, but only bothered to get a few badges before I retired. The trainer life wasn't what I was looking for. Currently, I live on Sundrop Orchard just east of Goldenrod with Artichoke, my Skiploom. I mainly spend my time tending to the berries and sketching.

I'm somewhat knowledgeable on grass types, especially the Hoppip line, so if you have any issues feel free to shoot me a message! Otherwise, I'm fairly experienced with running an orchard, and managing the ecosystem that comes with that. I'm also a conservationist beginning on works to conserve Johto's endangered native Berry trees.

Team

Artichoke the Skiploom (Arti for short). My adorable starter, I caught him when he floated into my backyard with damaged leaves as a starter. He's really enjoying the farm though, he likes the constant greenery.

Hue the Deerling. My newest pokemon, adopted from Combee's Daycare. Her coat is a slightly darker hue compared to most Deerlings but she's the most adorable Deerling I've ever met.

My trainer card:

A picture of me:

OOC// Blog Rules

-Please do not send any NSFW submissions. This is supposed to be a blog for everyone.

-My headcanons can be used by anyone, and you don't have to ask if you want to use them. Feel free to @ me so I see them though.

-My ask box is always open.

-Feel free to DM if you want to plot something.

My name is Ray (he/him, 18). I'm really pumped to try something new, thanks for joining me on this adventure. If you want to plan something feel free to send me a DM, or send me a question off anon so I can answer privately. If I'm not responding immediately, its probably cause I'm asleep. I'm Australian, so I'm a day ahead of most people.

If you are wondering where the pic of Darnell went, I decided I didn't really like it, so I removed it for the time being.

[rijallaw]

Taking The Right Path To Approval After NOID

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Considering that your response to the USCIS NOID will likely comprise a substantial bundle of documents, a cover letter becomes indispensable. This letter serves to provide clarity on the content of new documents, additional evidence, and revisions or changes made to existing documents. Its purpose is to guide USCIS officials through the submitted materials, ensuring a comprehensive understanding of your case.

In addition to presenting new evidence, revising and closely reviewing previously submitted documents is crucial. If initial submissions lack clarity or fail to communicate specific information effectively, revisions are essential.

How Can Rijal Law Firm Help? We can help you through every step of the NOID process. Instead of trying to put it all together yourself, you’ll have an experienced pro by your side guiding you through it all. To see how we can help, schedule a free case evaluation through our site or by giving us a call.

[roleplayingwomenoffun]

"How you doing down there My dear Helen?" https://www.sex.com/pin/64538466-crystal-rae-sloppy-facefuck/

The bimbo couldn't reply, at least not verbally. Her eyes crossed and rolled back even further into her head as more, larger bubbles of spit and cum bubbled up from her full mouth and the cock sliding in and out of it. She then weakly moaned around the cock that had long since cummed over and over down her stretched throat.

When given some freedom from the cock in her mouth, Helen gasped and drooled out, "Cock so good~" She didn't look like she had a thought left other than that in her blonde head.

[itashiro-hitsuchiha]

Gotta leave for a bit. Phone needs to charge. In the meantime feel free to send stuff to the muses. Mainly wanting to answer some asks and see what people are curious about or assume about the muses and what they want to see. Also open to discussions for possible new threads and such if anyone is interested. Might try to do an open starter or something. Not sure for who though. Taking suggestions and pic submissions for them.

[hoekagespet]

Old blog was hoekagespet-pet. This is my new one. Absolutely no minors or blank blogs.

Things I’m into : praise, submissive, pet, breeding, bondage, cnc, somno, gangbangs, chastity, cockwarming, size difference, collars. Aaaand the list goes one. Want to know more just ask.

Things I’m also into that have nothing to do with kink but are excellent conversation starters : movies, books, video games, comics, tv shows. The nerdier the better.

All personal pics will be posted with the tag hoekagespics and personal text posts will be hoekagesthots all of my posts are tagged hoekagespet.

Pierced nipple petition

[saey707]

My Masterlist (❁⸝⸝ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈⸝)✧

This is a compiled list of all of my current works! Since I haven't written many champions quite yet, you can find my works based on their category. You can find the list below!

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Index ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

➣ Requests ➣ Yandere Legends ➣ Sentence Starters ➣ Free Writes / Open Prompt ➣ Personal Works / OC Pieces

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Notes:

I have placed a heart right next to every piece. Female reader works will be colored pink, and gender-neutral reader works will be colored green. Any male reader works will be blue. I have also placed a 🔞 next to every smut piece (finally!).

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　requests　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

💚 → Arcane Jayce tries to win you over with his inventions [Arcane Jayce x Oblivious! Reader]

💚 → You meet Viktor and go on a date with him (Bonus: You are Deaf!) [Viktor x Disabled! Reader]

💚 → Sett and you play fight [Sett x Fighter! Reader]

💚 → Gwen goes on adventures with you [Gwen x Mercenary/Adventurer! Reader]

🩷 → Your relationship with the big red meanie Aatrox [Aatrox x Reader]

💚 → You are an artist and your partner (Jayce/Shen) is your muse (ft. SFW and NSFW sections!) [Jayce x Artist! Reader & Shen x Artist! Reader]

💚 → Your relationship with Lux [Lux x Knight! Reader]

🩷 → You have a huge crush on Ezreal but he's too much of a blockhead to notice you adore him [Oblivious! Ezreal x Reader]

🩷 → Aatrox "cooks" for you [Chef! Aatrox x Reader]

💚 → Your relationship with Akali [Akali x Reader]

🩷 → You are an android that remembers what it's like to be human again with Viktor (Includes: How you meet, your romance, and Viktor's Glorious Evolution!) [Viktor x Android! Reader]

🩷 -> Your relationship with Yasuo [Yasuo x Reader]

💚 -> You are a tailor and love making Gwen clothes [Gwen x Reader]

💚🔞 -> You grow distant from your girlfriend Leona [Yandere! Leona x Reader]

💚 -> You are a gentle soul and Yone doesn't think you can survive on your own [Yandere! Yone x Reader]

🩷 -> Your relationship with Neeko [Neeko x Reader]

🩷🔞 -> Thresh wants to preserve your mortal innocent [Spirit Blossom Thresh x Reader]

💚 -> Akali, Shen, and Zed as your lover (Individual Headcanons) [Akali x Reader, Shen x Reader, & Zed x Reader]

🩷 -> You have low self-esteem and Viego tries to make you see your worth and beauty [King! Viego x Reader]

💚 -> Wholesome summer headcanons with Yone [Yone x Reader]

💚 -> Which Noxian yandere? [Yandere Swain x Reader]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　all things heartsteel!　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

💚🔞 → Submissive Kayn headcanons [Kayn x Reader]

💚 → A day in with a rockstar/popstar! [Kayn x K/DA! Reader]

💚 → Kayn gets kicked out of his old band and you comfort him [Kayn x Reader]

💚 → You have self-harm tendencies and Kayn can't help but worry about you [Kayn x Reader]

🩷🔞 → Kayn admires the marks you left all over him the night prior [Kayn x Reader]

🩷🔞 → Discord Convo pics of a conversation between MC and Kayn

💚 → How Aphelios shows affection towards you [Aphelios x Reader]

🩷 → Discord Convo pics of a conversation between MC and Aphelios

💚 → Kayn feels like his crush is one-sided and is jealous of the others [Kayn x Reader]

💚 → Toxic boyfriend Kayn [Kayn x Reader]

💚 → Boyfriend Sett headcanons [Sett x Reader]

🩷🔞 → Kayn is obsessed with your boobs headcanons [Kayn x Reader]

💚 → You and Yone are penpals and have a chance encounter one day [Yone x Reader]

🩷🔞 → Ezreal is inexperienced and insecure but wants to be intimate with you [Ezreal x Reader]

💚 → Aphelios worships your body [Aphelios x Chubby! Reader]

💚 → Jealous and possessive Kayn headcanons [Kayn x Reader]

💚 → You and Yone sing together [Yone x Reader]

🩷 → Kayn wants to prove he can provide for you and your unborn child [Kayn x Pregnant! Reader]

🩷 → You and Sett collab! [Sett x Designer! Reader]

🩷🔞 → Paranoiac: You make a "home video" with 3 Heartsteel boys [(Yone & Kayn & Ezreal) x Reader]

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🩷 → Viego

🩷 → Seraphine

💚 → Yone

💚🔞 → Jhin

💚 → Viego (2)

🩷🔞 → Viktor

💚 → Yone (2)

🩷 -> Yone (3)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　kinktober 2023　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

🩷🔞 -> Day 1: Viego (Masturbation)

💚🔞 → Day 2: Yone (Daddy)

🩷🔞 -> Day 3: Viktor (Stuck in Wall)

💚🔞 → Day 4: Jhin (Spanking)

💚🔞 → Day 5: Kayn (Gags)

💚🔞 → Day 7: Sett (Buttjob)

💚🔞 → Day 8: Viego (Netorare)

🩷🔞 -> Day 9: Jinx (Costumes)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　sentence starters　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

💚 → Viktor: "I don't understand, why are you doing this?"

💚 → Jayce: "Forgive me." & "I never should have left you."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　free writes　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

💚 → Your first kiss with Spirit Blossom Yone [Spirit Blossom! Yone x Reader]

💚 → How you met (dad bod) Shen and leading up to the first date [Big Boy! Shen x Reader]

💚 → All The Things She Said: You are an Ionian and meet the peculiar Piltie Seraphine [Seraphine x Ionian! Reader]

💚 → As We Fall: Jayce reminisces with Caitlyn about his old friend and you [drabble of the Battlecast universe ft. Reader mention]

🩷🔞 -> Just Let Go: Erlok Grael takes your kindness the wrong way [Erlok Grael x Reader]

💚 -> Mi Querida: Headcanons of you and modern musician Viego [Dissonance of Pentakill! Viego x Reader]

💚 -> Stubborn as a Reaper: Your secret relationship with a needy ninja [Kayn x Reader]

💚 -> Mutualistic: Thresh sits on a throne and you have a seat right beside him [Thresh x Reader]

🩷 -> Crazy In Love: You are the only thing on Kayn's mind [Kayn x Reader]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　lol event / oc pieces　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Targonite: Jayce x Aya Ashina

Mutaris, The Dissonance: League Event Story

Cosmic Flame With a Touch of Ora: Odyssey Kayn! x Aya Ashina

[ofdarkestdesires]

Weird question, but with Tumblr (allegedly) rolling back it’s porn ban are you cool with us submitting pics? Would you prefer us to include the source as well or is that unnecessary?

So, we have not received confirmation that Dumblr is rolling back the ban—it seems like they’re moreso just reordering their filtering process, but the rules haven’t changed. That said, I am all for you submitting pics, though more spicy ones probably won’t be posted. I tend not to care about sources when I post starters, but for stuff like the post I just made, or submissions to me, I feel like crediting the artist is important.

[hime-memes]

                              • Belle Soundtrack Starters • 

Request: ‘ If you’ve seen the animated movie Belle, maybe the soundtrack for that? I tried sending my request with a pic of the movie art so you’d know, but submissions won’t let me. It’s an anime film, not Disney! ‘ - I think there are only 3 songs that are actually sung - so I just went with those - If I’m wrong, let me know ! 

As always: These have been modified for cohesive and sensical use for the general RPC. Feel free to change anything within these that you see fit to make it work for your muse & the receiver’s muse !

Recommended For:  Any muses/plots/timelines where one muse is trying to reach out to another that’s closed themselves off.

Trigger Warnings For: N/A

‘ Gales of Song ‘ ” Gales of song: Guide me through the storm ! “  ” On the wings of a small, simple melody ... words take flight and soar ! “  “ They carry me; a world we'll see. “  “ Looking for a farewell: I pull the threads. “ “ A life without you ? ... I cannot accept ... “ “ I can't tell that lie & I can't let go ! “  ” Now that you're gone -- I have to move on. “ “ Seems like everyone just smiles & stares up at the sun. “ “ ... But what about me ? “ “ Tell me how I will know where I should go ? “  “ Oh gales, you sing and guide me ! “ “ I walk alone, because there's more to life I have to know. “ “ It's just me ... lost so far away from home. “ “ Alone, I shut my self in. “ “ Still the winds howl, they call -- and their voices lead me ! “ “ Let the melody lift me high ! “ I'll be me. “ “ Gales of song ... please stay by my side ! “  “ Winds of love -- breathe into my life ! “ ‘ Lend Me Your Voice ‘ “ It's easy to push me away from you. “ “ Easy to say you ‘ want to be left on your own ‘ ... “ “ Yet, somehow -- I can't help but see how your eyes shy away. “ “ Your hands seal the entrance & path to your heart. “ ” Anger kept, fear & the sadness you feel ... left under the surface for so long. “ “ You’ve locked that room, and you keep it in inside. “ ” ... Lend me your voice ... “  “ Words you try so hard to forget ... they'll break through the silence ! “  “ Bring me close; let me see the past you regret deep down below. “ “ Show it all ! “  ” It's not so hard living all by yourself. “ " ‘ It isn't hard,’ -- yеs, I know that's what you'll say. “ “ It's what you have told yourself over & ovеr again in darkness. “ “ ... You try to hold back all the thoughts ... “ ” You know, I just want you as you are; just the ‘ you ‘ that I see right before me. “ “ It's all that has been on my mind. “ ” Let me see your face -- let me start to show you what I see ! “  “ Bring me close; let me feel the beat of your heart ... the secret you bury. “ “ Anything you want to say, I'll be right here -- I'll listen, so tell me. “ “ Open the door; let me come and sit by the fire ... just let me come close to your heart ... “ ‘ A Million Miles Away ‘ “ Light glimmers in a flower; ... like jewels in a dream. “ “ The sky breathes life, love, to everything ! “ “ At times I've thought: ‘I'm not enough ! ‘ “ “ ... The chains that tied my heart ... “ “ There's still a path that lies ahead for you and I ! “  “ Memories fade away as clouds of yesterday. “ “ With no one to love; Is this life worth living ? “ “ ... Come back to me & stay by my side ... “ “ I feel my heart shake; Come, ease this ache ! “ “ I'm standing over here & reaching for you ... “ “ You’re a million miles away; come back and stay. “ “ Sing, let your heart soar ! Sing forever ! “ “ Sad and so happy -- feelings flow over ! “   “ Our world is full of all kinds of colors. “ “ Closing my eyes, I can still see the stars. “  “ Shine in the sky & sing in their harmony. “ “ Flowers ? They're blooming; oh it's beautiful ! “ “ Singing this song; I won't stop now. “ “ Sing it through: ‘ I love you ‘ ! “ “ ... The voice carries on ... ! “ 

[ciggylungz]

Mark My Territory

Blurb night: 3.2k

(Request:harry and y/n having yatch sex and blurry pap pics get out ***) + (request: Jealous possessive Harry angsty/angry smut !!! Plsss hehe thank you ❤️)

Warnings: face spitting, painal, dominant Harry, pain kink, humiliation kink, degrading talk, mentions of other fetishes and lots of hardcore brutal smut with an appetizer of angst

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Harry has always been depicted as a ‘womanizer’ , a lady killer and all other words for it, yet the people who actually have dated him know truly he’s a romantic. He isn’t a man who only flirts to get his cock sucked then leaves, he’s not a serial cheater or big ladies man. He’s truly a deeply caring, loving man and Y/n was lucky enough to be his and experience that. Yet she couldn’t deny, if Harry had one flaw within relationships it was his undeniable jealousy that could worm it’s way into his mind when he felt someone was getting a little too friendly with his girl. The man was protective and admittedly a bit possessive of his girlfriends, and while it could be appropriate at times it also could be a argument starter at other, however to y/n- angry, possessive Harry was more sexy than scary. Sometimes she may or may not bite back when he tells her who she belongs to, who’s boss and maybe, just maybe she does it to see him get riled up and take the extra step to show her that she belongs to him.

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Right now Y/n has found herself in possessive Harry’s fit, they were on a little get away vacation and currently on a Yacht sailing on Jamaican waters. It was beautiful and peaceful, yet tempers rose when Harry thought the man who delivered the booze for the bar was getting a bit too cheeky with his girl.

Y/n though didn’t really notice his behavior as flirty, so it wasn’t like she was reciprocating it in the slightest but she may or may not be pushing a few of Harry’s buttons to see him get all bossy and protective over her. usually that ends with good rough sex, sloppy, dirty and so fucking hot.

“Harry! It’s not a big fucking deal why are you so mad?! He’s not even here anymore! I didn’t pay attention it’s not like when he tried to get cheeky I whipped my tits out for him. God you’re being annoying.” She was putting her sassy bratty act on, one she knew often didn’t end well for her- or rather her windpipe and cervix- both of which typically end up bruised and sore from his hand wrapped around her throat and his cock purposely smashing into it just because he knows how bad it can hurt- and bad girls need to be punished. Sometimes punishment hurts.

“Don’t talk back to me Y/n. The dude was practically eye fucking you, and you didn’t stop it! And showing him your tits? Really? You mentioning exposing yourself, why? Were you thinkin’ about doing it? That top barely cover’s yeh so how do I know you weren’t tryin’ to sneak him an eye full when my back was turned?”  his tone was daring, deep and serious. He wasn’t playing around, he was like a dog protecting his territory. When he saw Y/n roll her eyes he marched towards her, his body towered over hers and his glare was threatening. The girl stood her ground though, wanting to see just how far she could push it.

“Oh shut up! You act like I dropped to my knees for that guy! Harry do you hear yourself? The man was like 70! If laying his eyes on a pretty young woman made his day, then I don’t care. It’s not like I was handing the geezer Viagra so he could get it up for me when you were in another room. Shut the fuck up already, I want to enjoy myself.”

She flipped him off before hopping into the pool, letting her entire body submerge to try and cool off her frustrated body. She didn’t have the patience for his tough guy act right now, he was being ridiculous.

When she made it back to the surface of the water she swam towards the railing on the side of the pool, leaning her body against the glass while she floated in the water, her peaceful swim was soon interrupted by a body forcing hers to turn around. Harry was standing in the pool, chest to chest with his girlfriend and he was not fucking happy with her. His eyebrows raised while he pinched her chin between his fore finger and thumb forcing her to look back at him.

“You think that little attitude you pulled back there was cute? Let me give yeh a little refresher since you seem to have forgotten important information.”

She then felt his free hand grope her left breast, roughly so the pain forced her to notice the area and pay attention to the body part-

“These tits, belong to me. No one else should be able to get a good view at them, it seems you’ve forgotten that. And this-“ the man brought his hand up to cradle the back of her head, tugging her hair harshly before continuing “- head, should only be thinking about my fucking cock. The thought of another guys prick, no matter if they’re an old creep like him, should never be inside that pretty little head of yours. You use that pretty brain to think about me. That pretty face is for me to look at, kiss, fuck and use as my cum rag. Or have you forgotten that as well?” when she only answered with big doe eyes getting into her submissive state under his spell of filth he took an opportunity to yank her locks yet again and raise an eyebrow. “You gonna answer me, or are you going to keep lookin’ at me like a brain dead whore that only I can make you?”  

A muted whimpered moan came from her mouth before she spoke, “Belong to you, I’m yours Harry.” Her throat suddenly felt a bit dry, words coming out a tad bit sandy which the man noticed. “Wha’s the matter? Throat gone dry? Yea?-“ Y/n nodded never letting their gazes part “-here, let me help.” He used the fingers latched on her chin to force her mouth open, collecting his saliva before spitting it directly into her mouth with a filthy aggressive ‘spat’ noise. He kept his gaze on his spit as he watched it slide down her throat seeing the muscles constrict when she swallowed it fully, a desperate whine coming out of her next.

“Still thirsty, love? Throat still dry? Open-“ she complied immediately, sticking her tongue out and letting him project another collection of spit into her mouth before deciding to get filthy with her, dribbling little bits of spit on her still out tongue seeing some drip onto her chin which gave him another prompting to really make her feel dirty like her behavior was asking for, he pulled back closing her mouth for her and spat directly onto her face.

Y/n gasped a bit, of course her and Harry had done every dirty thing you can imagine. Vanilla was not in their vocabulary when it came to sex, they’d done everything from voyeurism and taboo roleplays to experimenting with knives and pee play, so this wasn’t the first time he’s spit on her face, she just wasn’t expecting it that time. Harry had watched as it started to roll from her nose and drip, her tongue darting back out of her mouth to collect the falling spit swallowing it greedily.

“I think you’re starting to remember how things work aren’t ya? You’re my little girl, you even drink from me don’t yeh? Let’s do some more refreshing, this right here-“ Harry’s large palm migrated to cup her bikini covered cunt giving it a harsh squeeze making sure to pinch her lips between his fingers for a little bit of pain added to the grip. “-this darling little cock sleeve, also is mine. I own your pussy, sweetheart. Now let’s hear you say it, go on use that little brain for m’”

Y/n was practically a puddle of mush at this point. She loved being roughed up, degraded and treated rather harshly during sex. She loved when he’d participate in that kink of hers since Harry himself thinks very highly of women, so he’s not often giving her the full ‘you’re a stupid fuck doll’ treatment. This was a treat for her, getting him so riled up he was being extra rough even verbally.

“I belong to Harry, my body is yours.” A needy whimper followed her words, hands holding onto his flexed biceps just needing to feel her man, his dominance amplifying her needy nature and submissive tendencies. The man cooed at her, giving her a little smile. “Good girl, now what else do yeh need to say to m’? hmm?”

“I’m sorry for being bad, I love you Hazzy” her lips puckered for a kiss, getting a few simple pecks from him as a reward yet she wanted more. Harry knew that fact, but he wasn’t going to cave that easily. She needed to really understand he wasn’t fucking around this time and those snotty comments about flashing herself and mentioned the old guys prick wouldn’t fly, not at all.

“I love you too, darling. I accept your apology, but you’re not off the hook yet. You were very naughty, you know better than to even mention another man getting to see what belongs to me. I don’t want to hear anything like the mess you said earlier, ever come from your mouth again. Understood?” Y/n quickly agreed, nodding her head with a ‘yes sir’ wondering where things would go from here.

“Good, now that we’re on the same page I think it’s time to move onto the consequences you’ll be facing for your behavior. Turn around.”

The girl did what she was told, the sun now starting to set as she pressed her front into the side of the pool both of their bodies still submerged in the water. She was wondering what was to come, the thrill of being outdoors already surging through her and the anticipation of whats next was killing her.

“You were awfully rude to me, petal. Not happy with yeh, so I think you’re going to get your ass fucked.”

Y/n felt her eyes go wide, she’d talked to Harry before about acceptable punishments and what she wants to receive depending on what she did. during that conversation she’d mentioned anal, but that was reserved for if she was really bad. So she knew she must have really fucking pissed him off. The girl chose anal as a severe punishment because she couldn’t come from it, and it was always painful for her but since she had a major pain kink she put it on the table of options after trying it with an ex and discovering how the sensation was a punishing one for her body.

Her head turned to look behind her, Harry flicking his eyes from the top of her spine down to where the water distorted the image of her bum. “You made me very upset, love. Hurt m’ feelings, acted like a bitch. I deserve to get off, you don’t. Goin’ ta’ use that tight little hole to teach you a lesson, and as my own personal masturbation tool for the evening. If you’re a good girl and don’t complain, I might make you feel good in the morning.”

The objectification while very much offensive in a normal setting, was unbelievably hot in this sexual one. She knew that cruel of dirty talk wasn’t for everyone, but she loved it. She loved being treated like an object after she’d been bad. She enjoyed it when Harry would use her mouth like a masturbation toy while he watched porn, not even acknowledging her when she’d been a bad girl at other times. She loved when he’d humiliate her by having her hump her pillow in front of him, somehow able to control his body enough to stay soft while he watched her so the only thing she saw was his flaccid cock making her feel like a dirty girl who couldn’t get him up. It was all consensual and had been talked about. Of course she loved soft Harry too, the delicate slow way he’d lick her cunt, the loving thrusts and making love for hours on end. She loved every version of Harry in the bedroom, but right now she was getting dominant Harry and while she knew she was about to feel like she was being split in two by his cock ramming inside her ass, she was still going to love every surge of pain going through her lower half while he moaned filthy things into her ear. The fact she could get him to cum without herself getting pleasure was a strangely erotic thing for her.

Harry’s hands brought her back from her train of thought, his fingers making quick work of her bottoms letting them untie and float off somewhere in the pool whilst he turned his attention back to her body. His large palms groped at her ass, nails digging into the plump flesh as he pulled her cheeks apart every few gropes letting the cold pool water touch the opening, the sensation making her flinch slightly at first before she started getting used to the ripples of water touching a taboo place on her body.

She felt his chest press into her bare back, face tucking into her neck as he used his teeth to tug the ties of her bikini top undone, the fabric giving way to leave her completely bare in the water. She hopes to god there isn’t a group full of paps with night vision cameras up in trees or fucking hang gliding around the boat because she doesn’t think her mom would appreciate seeing her daughter in the tabloids getting railed by her boyfriend.

His damp hair tickled the bare skin of her shoulder, his lips resting on the shell of her ear while he spoke. “Don’t you dare scream, you know the safe word if yeh need to use it. Got it? No screaming, and don’t start the tears either. Be a big girl, not gonna go easy on ya’ this time princess.”

When she felt his tip start to push against her puckered hole she did everything she could to try and keep her body relaxed so it wouldn’t be nearly as much of a struggle. One of his arms wrapped around her waist to keep her still while his other hand was gripping the tip of his cock using his knuckles to keep her ass pried open a bit to put himself inside the impossibly tight hole just begging to be torn to shreds.

Her jaw clenched with her fists as he managed to ease the tip of his cock through her puckered star, her anal muscles clamping down almost painfully tight on his cock while he gripped her hips and shoved her back on him burying himself so far inside the girl he swears his tip was banging into another organ inside the girls belly. A deep groan ripped its way through Harry’s throat, the sensation was overwhelming and the power he held in his dominant role made every fiber of his being feel like it had been ignited.

He swears he could feel the blood running through his veins, hear his eyes blinking and was hyper aware of every limb and appendage he had, his cock being the part of himself that was screaming with stimulation as he massaged himself with the inner muscles of his girl. Y/n wanted to feel ashamed at how she was getting off on the pain, not feeling anywhere close to cumming or real sexual stimulation that was pleasurable, but a mental erotic feeling. The knowledge that Harry was using her body to get off, and punish her at the same time made her mentally so turned on she knew she was adding the natural slick pouring from her peach into the water, she hopes chlorine can mask the scent of pussy juice and semen or else she’ll feel a bit sorry for the pool boy who might be fishing out the spillage of Harry’s cum into the water the next morning.

“Jesus H Christ baby, your little ass is so fuckin’ tight feel like yeh might rip my cock off…fuckin’ hell I’m close. Gonna bust so deep inside you ,you’ll be seeing parts of me coming out of you for days. My slutty little girl likes to be stuffed full of my cum doesn’t she?” Y/n moaned simply at his words alone, responding with a pitiful ‘yes sir, I love you’ to his accusation. “Aw, I know you do. Like when I use yeh like a cum rag, like to feel m’ spunk leakin out of yeh. You’re such a disgusting little girl, aren’t yeh?”

Y/n let out a pained grunt mixed with a titillated moan, nodding furiously at her boyfriends words.

“Yes! Yes I’m a nasty girl, only for you. Fuck Harry, I’m yours.” She sounded pathetic, utterly pitiful and dirty. And they both fucking loved it. Harry could feel himself nearing completion, his stamina becoming weaker and his body begging to spurt his seed into the girl and with a few more harsh thrusts leaving a lingering burn to her bottom he filled her bowel with hot, sticky ribbons of his cum.

Every bit of semen held inside his contracting balls was being unloaded into her beautiful quivering body, her nipples hard as rocks between his toying fingers and her stomach slightly distended with the pressure of his prick inside her. The sight was filthy, almost offensively so. Something you see only on the dirtiest if porn sites, ones only the most depraved kinky bastards go to, Y/n was his own little hardcore porn star in this pool and he’d never felt more primally turned on in his life.

He slowly removed himself from her, certain that without the barrier of water the exit would have made a delicious ‘pop’ when the tip of his meat finally retreated from the hole. Y/n was now catching her breath, legs shaking under the water from the forced stretch of her lower muscles her body trying to regain it’s composure as her boyfriend pulled his swim trunks back over his genitals and turned her to face him pressing her naked body into his.

“Think I can trust yeh not to be so bad anymore?” His voice was no longer as gruff, he was slowly turning back into his normal self. Y/n gave him a tired nod, kissing his butterfly and hugging him tight.

“Well lets hope for your sake I can, but for my sake I wouldn’t mind getting to abuse your ass again if yeh chose to misbehave like that again.”