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brickeater712 · 14 days ago

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help me stay awake tonight?

cw: moore x reader, bondage, vibra/tors, edg/ing, over/stim, ruined org/asm, pet names, mentions of public sex, ejacu/lating strap, gags, ruined org/asm, multiple org/asms, watching yourself get fucked???

quite the amazing idea from my twitter mutual i think. i like it lots

“you know, it’s already two in the morning.”

you peek into moore’s office, looking on as she yawns and types away at her computer.

“mmm.” she hums, and tears her eyes away from the bright shining screen. “already?” her eyes zero in on the clock above the door frame. “well,” she shrugs, “my work is due soon, anyway…” and just like that, she turns back to the computer.

you sigh and step into her office, moving to stand next to her. “we have another meeting in the morning though…” you grimace, trying to get her away from her work.

“that’s fine!” she giggles lightly. “i can always sleep after the meeting ends.”

you pout at her, causing her to coo. “don’t worry too much about it, cutie. i just need some coffee-” she reaches for her thermos flask- “to get me through the night.”

you reach over quickly and grab the flask from her. she whines and tries to grab it back. “no more coffee for you. you’ll die of a caffeine overdose, you know.”

moore sighs and drops her hands. “fine. you’ll help me stay up tonight then?” she pleads with you.

“why not.” you shrug, playfully rolling your eyes. this wouldn’t be your first all-nighter anyways.

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“m-moore, wait!” those are the last words that you choke out, before moore shoves a thick cable into your mouth, muffling your noises. your hands are bound too, by a smaller, thinner, cable, that moore had decided she had no more use for. you’re squirming on a cleared-out table, clothes tossed away to the corner of the room.

“perhaps your cute noises will keep both of us awake till the meeting, hm?” moore had said, before lifting you up and plopping you on the table.

she hums as she binds your ankles to the legs of the table, to keep you still for her. your eyes follow her movements and you watch as her huge, floating monitors reposition themselves around the room.

“i guess i can take an hour or two off of work, right?” moore holds that ever-kind smile on her face, though you don’t miss the mischievous glint present in her eyes either. your eyes widen as you see her walking toward you, with a vibrator in her hand.

“no need to look so surprised, cutie, even someone like me has needs to fulfil when i’m working in the middle of the night…” she chuckles and moves to stand in front of you, staring directly at your already glistening cunt, clearly aroused by the situation that you’re put in. she taps the head of the vibrator on your throbbing clit, making you whimper behind your gag.

“what a good girl, staying still for me… well, not like you can do anything about it anyways.” she muses, and turns on the vibrator. the whirring of the device rings through the room, scaring and exciting you at the same time. without letting you react, she pushes the head of the vibrator directly onto your clit, making your thighs attempt to close instinctively.

you moan desperately, eyes widening as the intense pleasure rocks through your core so quickly. she moves it around, trying to determine the best position to stimulate you the hardest. you toss your head from side to side, drool escaping from the corners of your lips.

she moves the vibrator around until it hits the underside of your sensitive clit, and that’s when you really start reacting. she delights in the way that your teeth dig into the cables that gag you, and your legs struggle to kick against the air. your cunt is already dripping slick onto the table, wetting the area under your ass. she giggles as she watches your body shake against its restraints, eyes rolling back into your head.

you squeal (as best as you can while gagged) when she turns up the speed on the toy, now vibrating against your clit so painfully, so deliciously. you don’t get to warn her at all before you suddenly cum, and start squirting onto her clothes, staning it.

but the moment the first jet of fluid hits her, she reacts fast and takes the vibrator away quickly- smiling as she watches your eyes go wide, hips attempting to buck up against nothing as your squirting dies down, as does your ruined orgasm. tears fall from your eyes, and your clit is left red, angry, and throbbing, waiting for more stimulation from the cruel woman in front of you. little whines escape your gag, making her coo at you.

“oh, cutie, don’t whine so much! why would i let the night end so quickly? there’s still so much time left…” she pouts, keeping eye contact with you as the still-on toy vibrates in her hand. she moves and whistles as she moves the huge screens in the room once more, three of them now hovering over your still shaking body.

“let’s see here… ah!” she exclaims excitedly as she wheels something over to you, a strange contraption with multiple cameras attached. she positions it right beside the leg of the table, and with that, the monitors around you turn on, with the screens first showing some static before cutting to blurry views of your thighs, your breasts, and the middle monitor- a centered view of your dripping cunt.

your entire body flushes a deep red, and your eyes lock on to the view of your own pussy gushing more slick at the sight. you squirm and whimper, biting down on the cable- you feel as if your teeth have dug into the cables to expose the copper inside. she moves to set down the vibrator on a table, and from the same drawer, pulls out a harness, and a thick, translucent, dildo- clearly meant to stretch your cunt out. it’s ribbed- she plans to make you cum over and over tonight.

your body wants to wriggle away, but you also don’t miss how your pussy throbs at the image of getting stretched out by moore. she catches it as well.

“i saw that, cutie.” she muses as she puts the harness on. “looks like you want me to fill you up too.” she fixes the dildo into place, showing off her strap in all its glory. “what do you think? does it look good on me?” she teases, delighting in the way you nod desperately, a few more tears rolling down your face.

“good girl! now, i don’t have any lube here, so you’ll just have to help me get my cock ready for you.” she cheers, as if she weren’t about to fuck you into oblivion. she walks up to you, clacking of heels accompanied with the whirring of machines resounding in the room. she reaches down to take the cables out of your mouth, causing you to choke on your spit.

when you recover, you look up to see her nonchalant face, and down to see the thick dildo in hand. “open wide, baby.” that’s the only warning you get before she shoves her cock into your mouth.

you gag immediately, trying to adjust to the size of the strap in your mouth, nearly forcing its way down your throat. you glance up, with tearful eyes, and for the first time, you see a change in moore’s expression.

a darker glint in her eyes, and her smile seems a little more sinister- her cheeks flush a dark red and she huffs everytime she thrusts her cock deeper into your mouth. her look excites you wildly, and you try your best to take her into the back of your throat.

you tear your eyes away from her, and at the corner of them, you catch a glimpse of one of the monitors- zoomed in on the way your mouth stretches around her. you nearly bite down on her strap in arousal, but instead relax your throat to allow her to fuck into it deeper.

moore hilts herself in all the way, hands intertwined in your hair. she grinds into your mouth a little bit before finally pulling out, cock covered in drool and your lips flushed red. “so pretty.” she smiles, and slaps your cheek lightly a few times. she grabs the once discarded cables from the table beside her and shoves them back into your mouth, gagging you once more.

she then walks back to the foot of the table, and you can lift your head up to see her align her strap with your sopping hole. she clicks her tongue, “eyes up, look at the screen.” you nod, eyes zeroing in on the screen displaying your cunt and her strap that is prodding at your swollen clit.

“good.” she praises, and finally starts sinking her cock into your pussy. you let out a shaky sigh behind the gag, and your eyes roll back as you feel the stretch of every ridge of the dildo against your walls. you try to roll your hips forward to meet her pushing, but she’s binded you well- you can only lie there and take everything she gives you.

“ biiiiiiiig stretch, cutie.” she mumbles, as she hilts herself inside your needy cunt. you look dizzily at the screen, watching as you visibly clench around her. you can only whimper out, trying to get her to move inside you, and she takes the hint. she doesn’t hesitate to begin thrusting slowly, helping you get used to the large toy.

eventually, when she sees that you’re comfortable, she starts speeding up, and digs her fingers into your thighs. only the slick sounds coming from your cunt, and the soft “ mmfgh, mmf ”s can be heard throughout the room. you can barely focus on the screen as you can feel yourself approaching your much-needed orgasm, eyes crossing and toes curling.

moore can feel you clenching harder around her- she knows that you’re close. “cum anytime you want, cutie- ah, but i won’t touch your little clit, ‘kay? it’s already so sore from the vibrator just now.” she fakes a sad pout and coos at you, though you could tell she was stifling a laugh while she was looking at your current, piteous state.

you can only whine at her, though she pays no mind to the noises you make. without warning, she angles the strap differently- hitting your sweet spot intensely. and just like that, you cum immediately, squirting over her strap and dirtying her clothes. but it’s not enough- your swollen clit still untouched, still left unsatisfied amidst the jets of fluid squirting from your already sore cunt. your long, drawn out whines and hip movements tell moore all she needs to know.

she slows down, making you shake your head desperately. “aww! not finished yet?” she giggles, thrusting hard just once into you, your head thrown back from the mild shock. “fine,” she says, almost mocking, “i’ll touch your pretty clit this time.”

she pulls out of you, making you whine at the empty feeling, but it doesn’t take long for her to return, with that cruel vibrator in hand once more. she slides back into you with ease, making you whimper. however, the whimper turns into a scream when you feel the vibrator back on your clit, kicking your body into oversensitivity.

amidst the buzzing of the toy and the the sounds of filthy squelching, you can hear moore laughing- at you, no doubt, as she pushes the toy against the underside of your clit once more. your hips try to wiggle away from the stimulation, but it’s impossible with the way you’re tied- and you cum around her with a squeal, but she doesn’t let up with her movements. you glance at the screen once more, now catching a view of your slick dripping onto the floor from your drenched cunt.

the buzzing gets too much, almost painful , but she pushes harder. you slowly lose the strength to struggle against her, eventually succumbing to the pleasure she gives you. you’re simply laying limp on the desk, head thrown to one side with your eyes rolled back. she can tell that you’re close to your limit.

“one more, okay?” you barely get a nod out, and she grins. “gooooood girl.” it’s almost patronizing, but you’re is too fucked out to care. “maybe i should keep you tied up to a machine next time? that would be better than any coffee i could drink, no?” she proposes.

the thought has you squeezing around her once more. she continues putting the filthiest ideas into your head. through your hazy mind, you can barely make out a few things she says- “how about i fuck you in the meeting in the morning?” and, “next time, i’ll record you getting fucked silly and send it to you while you’re working.”

through a couple of choked out sobs and tears, you agree mindlessly- you can’t wait for the next time she has you like this. “gonna give you a treat now, sweet girl.” you don’t have the time or energy to question what she meant, before you feel her slam her strap home, and then something filling you up. your eyes jerk to the screen, and you can see a thin shot of cum flowing through the dildo into your worn out cunt.

you cum wordlessly for the last time, creaming around her strap, body convulsing on the table. she jerks the dildo a little bit around inside you, trying to get her cum as deep as possible. she slows the speed down on the vibrator, eventually stopping it and putting it aside when your jerking dies down. she says something about pulling out- you can barely process anything anymore- and slowly removes her strap from your pussy, and you can feel the emptiness in you once more. your eyes watch wearily as your mixed fluids drip from your hole- which reminds you.

your fingers, luckily, aren’t bound, and you make weak noises, pointing at her crotch area.

“me? oh, you want me to cum?” she giggles, petting your cunt gently. “don’t worry about it, sweetie, maybe i’ll have you eat me out under my desk tomorrow. you groan out gently, feeling your binds be removed. when she finally takes the cables out of your mouth, you cough a few times before speaking hoarsely.

“moore… the meeting…” you can barely keep your eyes open, but you can feel her scoop you up into her arms, and kiss you on the forehead.

“worry not cutie, i’ll clean you up and you can rest on the couch. i’ll wake you up when the morning comes…” she trails off, and it’s the last thing you hear before you pass out in her arms.

“ah… but there’s the issue of carrying you to the bathroom without you getting seen…”

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