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[the-winter-sisters-blog]

After she heard the phone ringing, Maya put her arm down, letting the phone rest on her cheek as she laid in the bed. When she heard it pick up, she asked in a small voice, “Daddy? Are you busy?”

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[degeneratemaidens]

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▒ ღ — PERHAPS, ELEANOR HAS been in over her head when she decided to stay with her father for the summer--especially when the two haven't really seen each other for at least ten years. but now that she was older and in her junior year of college already, the brunette thought that maybe it was time to mend their relationship. just because her mother swore off any relationship with armie doesn't mean she had to follow that direction. and that's how she found herself staying in the country with him for the mean time. considering that there's really nothing to do around here with the scorching sun, taking a dip in the pool during the afternoon was actually a welcoming activity. as she made her way downstairs clad in her blue swimsuit with a towel wrapped around her waist, elle called out to her father, "so, any chance you're joining me for a swim today?"

[sophiaoffrance]

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“Well we can always have a bit of fun between the cuddly parts.” Sophia suggested biting her lip slightly. “I just thought it would be good to get away from everything and just focus on us.” She murmured running her finger along his chest teasingly. “What do you think?” A vacation was definitely what the two of them needed, especially since the both of them had been so busy with work lately. 

[betterxthexsecondxtime]

The Trouble with Teasing 🎼

River was unsure of what boundaries she should and shouldn't be pushing at this point - on one hand, she definitely didn't want to push too far and have her brother so angry, he was done with her. But on the other, an angry fuck was more or less something a fantasy of hers at the moment. Needless to say, she put on a rather short, black coacktail dress with no back and went out. She managed to pick up a guy - easily - and came through the front door with him. His hands were all over her, and she knew Stephen would be home; that was the point. Closing the door with her back, she allowed herself to be pinned with the strangers lips over her neck. "Bedroom or couch?" She smirked at Stephen, as she feigned innocence and surprise that he was home, pushing the man off of her. Rather, his lips. His hands were still on her body, and the look River gave him just dared him to do something about it - after all, just mentioning it would either be him or some stranger at a bar fucking her, got him to fuck her the first time; how would actually bringing someone home get him to react? Either way, she'd have sex tonight, but she'd rather have incredible sex with her brother than just good sex with a stranger. "Fuck, Stephen. When'd you get home?"

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[lostgrimesgirl]

Lena woke up in her dorm room half naked with a pounding headache. She groaned softly pulling the covers closer to her body. Last night a blur, a drunken stupid blur. She couldn't really remember what all had happened but she knew something had. Lena got out of bed sighing and pulling a sweat shirt on over her underwear. She yawned walking into the living room then frowned spotting a guy on the couch drinking a cup of coffee. She couldn't remember taking his home, she didn't feel like she had had sex the night before, so it didn't really make sense for him to be there. Lena reconginzed him of course. It was Paul, the quarter back of the college football team, extremely attractive and extremely picky when it came to the girls he was seen with. "Er, hey" Lena said looking over at him. "What are you doing here?" She asked wishing she had put some pants on before coming out of her room.

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[a-house-of-girls]

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Lily needs and would adore this

[girlontheradio]

Unexpected Troubles

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The smell of lasagna filled the house as it cooked in the oven. It was just about done, only a couple of minutes more before serving. Ashlynn was just getting everything else prepared, setting a glass of water and cutlery down on the table at his spot before getting out his wine glass and filling it with Daddy’s favourite, just like he always likes on a Monday night. Every action was mechanical.

She had far too much on her mind.

It had been almost five months, almost half a year, since she was free of the breeding program, since her Master had bought her. She hated thinking back to those terrible months, months where she cried herself to sleep every night, where she was raped constantly for hours on end by multiple different men while she was tied down, hoping that one of those men, any of them, would impregnate her. She heard it was better after getting pregnant, that for eleven months she was treated well, fed well, living in her own room with another soon to be mother. But that never happened to her. It took eight months before her captures realized that she wasn’t going to get pregnant, so they sold her off.

She knew that it could be worse. They could have killed her, but she was glad to leave. She didn’t fear a master, nothing could be worse than the daily torment of the program. And Daddy was kind, or at least very kind in comparison to what she went through. He was strict at times, but she liked being at his service, being taken care of by him. And he wasn’t an evil Master, either.

But she was still incredibly nervous ever since she realized that she was late. She knew that there was only one reason why. Her health got better after living with him, she became more regular. So when she realized she was two weeks late, she felt sick to her stomach. What would Daddy do to her when he told her. When she was sold it was declared on her papers that she couldn’t have kids, that was half of the advertising to ensure that a master wouldn’t have to worry about a pregnant slave or a baby. Now what could she do? She couldn’t stand the thought of going back to the breeding program. She was still so nervous around him lately, and then that made her nervous because what if her nervousness was noticeable. For the past week she had been more jumpy, her fingers or legs ticking more, had many sleepless nights, and worried than normal, but she was scared. Scared of what Daddy would do after he found out and scared what would happen to her. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Hearing him come in from a late night, she forced a smile on her face. She quickly turned placed his plate on the table between the cutlery so that she could go to meet him. Despite how worried she was, he was always a comforting presence to her and she liked being with him and being his slave. She could only hope that by being extra obedient that perhaps it would sway his mind if he was making a decision.

Moving to the doorway, she kneeled while she waited for him to come in, bowing her head down just as she was taught.

[emilygracewinchester]

Celebratory Beverage

It wasn't that often Emily Winchester found herself in a dive bar in the middle of a city with a lot of people. But she had agreed to take the case of the vengeful spirit that had taken up residence in the basement. Since she chose to break off from her brothers, she had taken on odd Hunting jobs fed to her by old connections. Far from Sam and Dean. It hadn't taken long for her to finish the case; a day or two. And since Arthur had - well, since he was gone now - she was going to raise a glass and mourn him privately. When she closed her eyes she could still see him, but as she downed the first couple of shots from a free bottle of Jack, his memory seemed to soften. "Oh; hi," she said, giving a charmingly lopsided smile to the guy just down the bar who had been stealing glances since she sat down. In her soft jeans, black tank and soft plaid shirt, she didn't think she cut much of a figure. However this guy seemed to like what he saw. @in-your-submissive-dreams

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“Absolutely!” Ruth launched herself at him, her arms around his middle as they wrestled on the floor. Knocking a few pieces of furniture out of the way. She wasn’t using all of her strength, after all--she didn’t want to hurt him. He had this sort of infectious joy that made her feel young. It made her feel so light on the inside. “I can totally--beat you.” She huffed just before he managed to pin her down, her legs spread so he could lay between them. Her lower lip caught between her teeth.

“Never.” Especially not now that she knew that he was turned on by this. But before she retaliated, he blew that raspberry on her neck and she let out a shrill squeal and giggled. She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips and flipped them over, her hands on his wrists as she loomed over him. “You?” She rocked her hips against his, that wicked glint in her eye telling him she definitely knew how it affected him.

[manymusescherry]

@in-your-submissive-dreams Pia had had the same morning routine for a while now. Wake up early and go for a run to wake herself up. She took her therapy dog Greta, out with her, letting the Sherman Shepherd run off some energy. They would come back and while Greta ate, Pia would cool down by doing some yoga. She stayed quiet, letting her husband sleep until he woke up, usually on his own. Some mornings, like this one, she likes to sneak back into the bedroom and climb into bed with him. Still in her tight workout clothes, she leaned over and kissed him gently, noses brushing together. "Henry." She sang our softly. "I thought we could go for breakfast together." She murmured, fingertips carding through his hair.

[queerkidsrp]

mini hiatus

hey babes. i’ve had trouble getting my meds refilled on time and have a real bad cold on top of that so i’m going to be taking a break for a few days to help keep my headspace clear. it shouldn’t be for too long and i’ll be sure to keep you all posted when i get back. thanks. <3

i currently owe responses to:

@in-your-submissive-dreams, @nauqhtv, @fluidlybodied

[sophiaoffrance]

Sophia had come up with the idea once she heard about the place. It didn’t take much for her to convince Matt that the two should go mountain climbing and ziplining, but the true surprise was at the end. When the two would get to their room for the night. As they climbed their way up, there were glass pods in the mountains. She made sure to get the highest one on top to give them a bit more privacy. “What do you think babe?” she asked wrapping her arms around his waist as they got into the pod. Looking around, there was a queen sized before the two along with a little eating area on the other side of the pod. Sophia walked towards the glass looking down and admiring the view. This was definitely a good choice.

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[saunteredslowlydownward]

‘☠’ (your choice of muses :)

I’ve misplaced the original meme, but if I remember right this was confessing something while drunk?  ((I went with Jason Momoa and Emma Winchester))

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The booze was strong, burning down her throat with each shot that she swallowed until she felt loose and pleasantly pliable.  Knowing her enhanced healing factor, the buzz wouldn’t last for long, but Em intended to enjoy it while it lasted.  She scooted closer to Jason, moving nearly into his lap and leaning against his strong, broad shoulders.  “Mmm, you have really nice arms,” she purred, looking up at him with a playful little grin.  “Like how they feel holding me.  Make me feel nice and safe.”

[ourredxmption]

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*i love matt and all but...I wanna play with stephen. also i’m sorry if this is long af

Oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. 

Brittany woke up the next morning-and wish she didn’t. Because right next to her, sleeping like a baby, was her supposedly ex-mate and ex-alpha Stephen, his arm around her like he owned her, again. After a hundred years of running from him, being tired of being his perfect mate and submitting to him every night, along with her guilt of not baring him a child, what did the hybrid do? Oh right-she opened that door and slept with him, as if everything was back to normal again. 

Slipping out of bed, gripping the covers around her naked body, Brittany walked to the bathroom to wash her face, trying to forget last night. But the memory was forever burned in her mind as she remembered every position they were in, every scream and whimper she said to him....

She jumped a bit when she felt his strong arms around her-her weakness, dammit, and he knew that-and it’s like she just flipped a switch as her hatred for him came back tenfold. “We shouldn’t have done what we did,” she told him as she pushed him off of her to go back to room. “And don’t think because we slept together doesn't mean that I’m just gonna go back there again. Because I’m not.”

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Secret Star-Filled Nights {High School AU}

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It was a pretty ordinary summer Friday night. Ashlynn walked the couple of blocks from her apartment to the park by the water. There was a couple of other couples or mild crowds in the park as well, walking along the waterline. Ashlynn stood in her coat and heels, waiting for her date to come along and pick her up. He said that the date would be a surprise location. 

Ashlynn had been keeping the secret for months and couldn’t let any of her friends know that she was secretly dating...and fucking her history teacher. All of their meetings and dates had to be in secret. She would usually walk somewhere and he would pick her up so that there wouldn’t be a connection of people accidentally seeing him around her house or her around his. Sometimes he would just park somewhere and then walk a couple of blocks to her place, sometimes she would do the same. But she was sure that Mr. Cavill had more in mind for tonight.

[incubusetlunatus-blog]

Heart racing against her ribs. Months without seeing him, but Alexis decided it was time, after she came back, to face her own fears. And... she had missed him.. his manners with her. She heard the key turning in the door and her eyes sparkled when she could finally see him, again. “Missed me, Sir?” 

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