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god she can't even find the words to bitch back at him. her bite is subdued by the sting of the ruler he spanks her with. crystaline tears flood baby blues, both pain and humiliation pushing her to the brink of tears. that hot, stinging pain strikes with ferocity and spreads in burning waves down her legs. pain and arousal flush her cunt with heat and color, like the flushing of her asscheeks. just missing the welting. the instrument perpetuating her suffering lingers between her legs. casual, almost comforting. like he hadn't wielded it with cruelty and driven her to tears mere seconds ago. she's fucking sick, disguting really. must be, to get slick with arousal and clench around the mere thought of that ruler, and more touching her where cherry swore she needed the comfort of stimulation the most. she twitches with fear when the ruler comes to rest against the small of her back. the clink of his belt sends waves of fresh panicked terror through her. too stupid to figure out if he's going to beat her or fuck her, and trembling nonetheless from the thought of either and too scared to ask. her answer comes soon enough, when the belt caresses her stinging ass as she lets out weepy little cries. "ahhh— ow!" her words are more shriek than anything. the belt is a lovely, quick overpowering symphany that leaves her quivering in pain. her pussy practically drooling while her hiccuping sobs filter throughout the room. "i don't know! i don't know. what the fuck is the right answer?" she begs, fully embracing her own patheticness.

"you keep trying to make this an age thing and it's not that. in any generation you would be labeled as a disrespectful little cunt. i'm sure that the other students think so too. someone with a mouth like yours gets in trouble a lot for a reason." although maybe he is easily triggered. obviously he's never going to admit to that part out loud. especially when he's the one that needs to make sure he maintains control of the conversation. victor pays so much attention to her body that he notices how it reacts to his comment. his eyes, for a brief moment but still pretty obvious, go down to look at her hardening nipples. then he shifts his gaze back up. he just needs the proof, since in some twisted way, that proved his point. a dark smirk forms on his face when he's behind her and the first spank lands. mainly because of her reactions, again. at least a part of him seems to be getting to her. he can't really ignore how his own cock stirs in his pants when he sees how he cheeks bounce at the recoil. it's been a while since he even got head and he's just a man at the end of the day. "it wouldn't be a punishment if it didn't hurt, don't you think?" he scoffs as a part of his response. that part just seems obvious to him. then, he quickly moves the ruler to spank both of her cheeks again. afterwards, he runs the cold metal in between her legs, up and down her thighs. several times, he makes it dangerously close to her core. that sensitive spot that he can only assume is absorbing some of this sensation too. whether it's because a part of her likes it or because she just can't control herself. "the thing is, i don't think that this is going to be enough." he shakes his head, now resting the cold ruler on her lower back. he's not spanking her anymore, but he still wants to leave the impression that he can at any moment. "a mouthy bitch like you? you need more to actually respect someone in a position of authority." with that, the headmaster sets the ruler down and unbuckles his belt. he slowly takes it off, wanting her to anticipate what's coming next. he might be mean, but he's not completely cold. when he completely takes it off, he folds it and then follows the same steps as with the ruler. places it on her ass first, wanting her to get a feel for the material. then lifts it up in the air before bringing it crashing down in a hard spank. he does that part twice, one for each cheek. now, his bulge is even more evident as his hard cock is practically outlined through his pants. he makes a mental note to wear better underwear next time. "have you learned your lesson yet? i don't think so."

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kelsey's notorious for never confirming or denying anything about her love life. thought she's been linked to adam on and off for several months, years now, she's never spoken about their relationship. there's no point in doing so, knowing how divided and displeased those in her own inner circle felt about their connection. there's no going back now. no need for silence when her changing body and a ring around her finger would say plenty by themselves. without so much as a word. kelsey's body trembles with anticipation, aroused and enthralled by lewdly picturesque fantasies of growing round while he fucks and degrades her throught their dream property, wherever that would be. so long as adam was around to spread her open on his cock to remind her of where she truly belongs. a smile graces her face, beyond thrilled he's so worked up by the allure of turning her into his wife and pumping her full of his seed. his fingers dig into the soft, round flesh of her ass so tight it hurts. god, she missed it when he broke her. his lips press against hers, pink tongue lapping at the bottom one with a playful kitten lick that turns into a breathy moan. so caught off guard by the casual way he brings up impregnating her as he slides her down his cock like he's done so many times before. still, this time feels different. maybe it's the way she grips every inch of him, with that wild, vice-like grip as she kisses him. hips grind her clit against his body, cunt pulsing around his shaft. "mmm, yes please, daddy. will you fuck me in my dress? take some pictures to keep in your wallet as a keepsake?"

he'd been dubbed as the ultimate bachelor for his entirety of his career. he has never been linked with a woman for more than a few months before he was moving on to the next. he spent the majority of his off season of work partying in yachts and travelling all over the world. when he got into a relationship with another young starlet, everyone around them assumed they wouldn't last and she would just be another notch on his bed. as years went by, she had been the only person to truly captivate his attention. despite the evil nature of his desires for her, she was the one he chose. he didn't want any children but the thought of seeing her swollen with his baby did things to him. he suppose he could tolerate an offspring as long as it's with her.

his brows raised in amusement. "oh is that right? no birth control huh?" he couldn't help the growl that escape him, his large hands gripping her ass tighter at her words. it was everything he had expected to hear from her. he felt like a proud owner, finally seeing and hearing his pet say and do the right thing after months and months of training them. "you have no idea how much i want that too." he moved his face closer to hers, his lips touching her as he talked. "maybe i should get you pregnant now.." he guides her onto his cock, letting his eyes shut for a moment as he feels that familiar velvety walls around his thick shaft. "so when we get married, you'll be round in a white dress."

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eliss stares, a startled expression on her face. she's unsure of what she even expected him to do with her underwear. though watching him inhale her scent, almost animalistically, leaves her stomach doing flips. the way he did it felt virtually predatory. when he looks at her, he leaves her feeling like she's the next course on the menu. doe eyes follow that pointer finger to the piece of furniture, seemingly so far away now that she knows he wants her to make the trip over there on hands and knees. her skin flushes with humiliated arousal. a precious yelp escapes her when his hand makes contact with that pretty, pink, pussy. if eliss wasn't aware that there was no coming back from this, she is now. it makes her quiver with anticipation. the words binding conjure up wicked images of her spread and immobilized in unholy, lewd positions. though eager and terrified, every movement she makes is deliberately slow. a peek of those wet, plump folds visible from between the curve of her bare ass while she willingly crawls to the other side of the room to fetch what was requested of her, tits bouncing with naive eagreness when she returns. a proper little house pet. at this point, eliss fears she's so disgusting, so depraved, she'd be happy and aroused to have him collar her. sitting on her knees, the plain box set between them, she can feel her arousal wetting the inside of her thighs as she squirms with whorish desperation. "i spent too many sunday's fantaszying about what it would be like to have you as my first, when i should've been paying attention to you preachin the homly.'" she confesses. impatient curiosity gets the best of her, fingers dipping into that dewy wetness before examining the way they glisten in the light as she tastes herself, lapping her fingertips clean. still, she has SOME form of self-control left. "did-did you want me to open it, too? or wait for you?" her voice is quiet, most of her confidence spent tasting the deliciousnss of her own cunt while they play their immoral little game of simon says.

seeing her arousal right then and there is hot. the fact that he's the reason for that. his boot. his cock. everything about him. he brings the fabric up to his face and inhales the scent deeply. "that's my good girl." he has to focus on her now and points to the dresser across the room. "bottom right drawer there's a box. i want you to crawl over there, take it out, and bring it back to me. you're going to use what's in there to keep on riding out your orgasm." before she can go, he leans down and slaps her pussy. just once. a sign of what's to come. what's in the box is a dildo, but it's not any regular toy. it's shaped like a cross which makes all of this even dirtier. he only brings it out when he's dealing with devout worshippers like eliss. "later on i'm going to bind you. tie your wrists and ankles so that i can have my way with you. stretch you out until you can't take it anymore." then he's going to keep on going. travis wants her to be so overcome with arousal that she can't even think for herself. she doesn't have to. that's why he's there. to help her throughout life and tell her everything that she needs to do.

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mundane domesticity couldn't succeed in stifling the pull of lust between them. which is a pleasant shock; soothing her nerves and quelling most of her fears in regards to their relationship evolving into something more... consistent. lord knows she wouldn't be reproducing with the man, intertwining their lives like this if that spark of attraction had done anything other than grow in strength and fervor, roaring into the ardent desire fueling them. the pads of his fingers tweak her nipples, leaving her gasping as a jolt of aching pleasure courses through her body. shivers of anticipation roll through her in waves while he nips at her ear. she can feel herself starting to soak the thong pressed againt her slit as he grows more erect against her. "god, no. i love it." ringed fingers move to unzip her skirt, letting it fall to the floor as the bathroom warms up with the warmth of the running shower. she shimmies out of her underwear next before turning around. standing on the balls of her feet to press a longing kiss to his lips. then she's gone. head in the direction of her shower, back turned to him. her bra, the last thing to hit the floor before she turns to face him with a grin. "are you joining me? to help, of course."

the irony of this entire situation was that anthony hadn't planned any of it — not the baby nor the sticking around to raise it. but maybe there was something about living in a cookie cutter house with a pregnant girlfriend that had him viewing things differently. admiring ana's changing body had been his favorite thing lately, especially those tits that only seem to grow larger by the day. a low laugh escapes as she rolls herself back against him, ass against cock as his fingers roll across her pebbled nipples beneath her ill fitting bra. "did you say that to put me off or keep me going?" teeth nip at the lobe of her ear, pushing his hardening dick up against her. "don't you like this baby? you complain about how much they hurt and i'm just trying to help you out ..."

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hiiii friends!! will try to be on this weekend like i planned to. but i'm dealing with a gross nausea flare-up so lord knows if i'll get anything accomplished by sunday other than resting and having an open season movie marathon lol

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i’m reading out there screaming and it’s got me in a chokehold. i got the audio book so i can get some work done or do chores while i listen and i sat my ass down to hit the weed pen and quake

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cherry finds herself disgusted with how her body reacts to her father's depraved reveal. this isn't a friendly visit by any means. there is no sunday dinner or movie night to be enjoyed. only shame eating her alive, the heat of arousal building between the apex of her legs knowing she's involuntarily revealed what a little whore she is to her own father. calvin forces a panicked squeak out of lush lips when he yanks her closer. "oh no..." she looks like a deer, eyes wide. panic freezing her to her stop, leaving her unable to look away as ghoulish blue light illuminates doll-like features. "dad, that's not... i didn't mean it like that. i haven't... i wouldn't.." the stuttering dies down, backed into a corner as cherry realizes in real time that she is stupid enough to incite and encounter strangers from the internet if it was that. fucking. easy. for her FATHER to mislead her for so long.

this is something he had been wanting for a while not. to make her his personal fucking cocksleeve. to use and abuse that tight, young body of hers until it couldn't take another second and broke down completely. to ruin her entirely. had he known just how willing his daughter was to be offered up for such thing, he'd have done so sooner. it's not like anything would have stopped him. "no? you didn't do anything?" he questioned, reaching forward to grab the back of the petite blonde's head and pull her towards him. calvin would pick up his phone, sifting through it until he found a message he saved. at which point, cherry was met with a clip of her cumming what little brains she had at the thought of being used. cumming nice and fucking hard for him.

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eliss is devoted to his pleasure and hers. she had to be, to allow herself to engage in this newfound sin. his cock twitches in the warmth of her throat, his moans a melody of reassurance that she's doing her best to satisfy him. the fingers laced into her hair tighten, and in one smooth motion he's ensured her throat and her mouth are appropriately wrapped around him, the churchmouse choking and swallowing around him with desperation. eliss can't fathom where to place her focus, trapped between his cock and the boot he's practically forcing her to hump until another wave of explosive pleasure crashes over her body. she squirms like she's being possessed until he frees her to inhale greedy gulps of air, in between wiping and swallowing the spit and precum that pooled in her mouth until she drooled messy trails. eliss is suddenly keenly aware that the near-translucent, wet panties were the only thing keeping her from fully embracing her own immodesty. "what... what kind of a treat?" she shakes with both nerves and remaining jolting overstimulation while coming down from that orgasmic high. cheeks flushing as unsteady hands peel the slick fabric from her body, strands of her arousal clinging to the material until she balls it up and hands it over.

there's a mix between soft and hard as he dealing with her. the way that his free hand moves over to cup her cheek. how it wipes away some of her tears and his fingers softly brush against his cheek. the words of encouragement that slip out of his mouth like he's up on the altar giving a sermon. he's confident in what he's saying. he believes in her. of course, it's mainly to make sure that he's using her to get off. "that's my good girl. you're doing so good. push through the tears and breathe in through your nose." his cock continues to stir in her mouth, now throbbing as it hits the back of her throat. travis lets a couple of moans slip pass his lips too, signs that he's enjoying how much work she's putting into all of this. where his rough is the other parts of his body. how his hand starts to pull her face down and pins her head there with the grab in her hair. how his foot is moving faster than before and making sure to press up against her clit. he's trying to overstimulate eliss. give her so much pleasure that she doesn't know how to handle it, what to do with herself. so after a couple of seconds, he leans back on his seat and loosens his grip on the girl's hair. travis smiles down at her. "such a good girl. you deserve a treat. take your panties off and give them to me."

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"i don't care! i don't fucking care!" she spits out. disdain and hurt tinged her voice. fawn's done a lot of stupid shit over the years. some of it with purposeful intent to irritate her older brother. humiliation was never supposed to be part of the equation. though between the siblings, fawn feels that she's far more entitled to her own shame than he is. especially with her naked, round ass on full display. "shut up, you suck!!"

her cheeks flush with heat as that sudden hot pinch of pain dulls to a steady throb. her body's natural resistance gives way to something new. her tight hole grips every inch of him, clit throbbing and needy for attention as fawn leaks around him. the grip her brother has on her only gets more secure as he settles into an unrelenting tempo. she wishes the disgust and depravity she felt was enough to convince her body she didn't enjoy the discomfort and mistreatment. "fuck, fuck,fuck," she's convinced he's remolding her insides to accommodate every goddamn inch shoved inside her quivering cunt. "you're fucking m-mean!" she's not even sure he can hear her bitching over the obscene sounds of slapping flesh. her hips jolting like she's been electrocuted everytime his balls slap against that swollen clit.

by that point, he no longer cares about what's true or not. the guys keep talking about her like she's a sex doll and if that's the reputation she wants, then he's going to treat her like one too. "you're a fucking slut. do you know how ashamed i am to be your brother?" his words sound like he's offended, almost hurt, but he's not. his body goes against what he's trying to convey since clearly he's turned on in the moment. even if the idea of using fawn up goes through his mind. of so many guys wanting to fill her up, but him being the one that gets to have that privilege. "it is my fucking business!"

none of her words can help her now. he can feel how she tries to break free, squirm under him, but he knows that she wants this. plus, his cock feels too good plugging her that he doesn't care about anything else. "i'm nasty? who's the bitch going around dressed like a whore for the whole town to see?" sergio grunts as his hold on her grows tighter and tighter. he makes sure that his left hand has her neck pinned against the mattress while the right does not let go of her wrists. when he finally feels his cock plunge into her, a moan slips out from his mouth as her pussy clenches round it. "look at that. your body's practically begging me to open up. you filthy fucking bitch." although he does just that. the man starts to speed up his thrusts as he pushes himself as deep inside of her as he can. his grunts start to fill the air as his balls start to clap against her body too. there's no way that she's not turned on by this. he knows whores like her.

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eliss is used to kneeling before him during sunday service, fully clothed. she can even recall the six rows of pews that separated them. at least until she joined the choir to find some excuse to linger in the church more often than she already did. kneeling before him with his cock in her mouth, rutting against the boot between her legs feels much better than being part of his congregation ever did. the hands that tangle in those dark locks startle her, but nowhere near enough to cause her to pull away as she gets lost riding out the aftershocks of her climax. her moans reverberate around his length while he feeds her more praise, encouraging eliss down a few more inches. tears blur her vision as he twitches down her throat. she's. so. fucking. close. she can be better, eliss seems to believe this wholeheartedly. pure, blind faith leading the little lamb to its slaughter. hips buck to their own accord now, the gusset of her underwear slick with her arousal. her clit throbs unlike anything she's ever experienced. sensitive to a fault, but even if she wanted to pull away. he wouldn't make that easy for her. instead, the fat, hot tears overfill those warm doe eyes, spilling down her freckled cheeks in speedy trails. her throat spasms snugly around travis's cock as she buries her nose in the curls of hair at the base of his cock. fresh waves of spit filled her mouth until it began to leak down her chin, while her precious choking noises filtered through the air as eliss tried her very best to stay down as long as humanly possible.

who would have thought that they would've gone from the small town church to this in a couple of years? travis isn't going to be the one to pull away. if anything, he's encouraging her even more. so when he finally feels that sinful mouth on his cock, he makes sure that she isn't going to have a chance to cower away. the old man moves both of his hands to collect her hair up in a fist. then he drops the other hand and leans down. this way, her hair isn't going to get in the way and he can also hold her down if he pleases. he can feel eliss riding out her next orgasm on his boot and that makes him smile softly. "that's my good girl. i bet you feel so good right now, don't you?" he moves his foot ever so slightly. that way her core can feel a tiny bit more friction while her mouth is busy working on his shaft. he tugs on her hair softly, encouraging her to go down some more, and his length continues to throb inside of her mouth. "come on, take it all. you want me to feel good, don't you?" the choking sounds fill him with a sense of pride that he can't quite explain. all he knows is that he doesn't want her to stop. "keep breathing through your nose. that's what all of the good sluts learn how to do. i know you can be better than all of them." if travis has it his way, he's going to turn eliss into his own personal whore. she's meant to worship him and he's always going to remind her of that.

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“sergio, you are seriously not helping your case. why are you obsessed with drama that doesn't pertain you? with whatever or whoever ends up between my legs? i think— i think you’re projecting. ah-ow! get off!” panic blooms in her chest. fawn's a virgin, though not completely innocent. though she knows all too well that there's a different between her stupid vibrator and a man's cock. her brother's, at that. all nervewracking facts that intermingle with the arousal coursing through her body. "if it ha-as, or if it hasn't; it's none of your fucking business!" fawns squirming and squealing is no match for her older brother's deviant drive. she fails to elbow him properly, probably a move he's all too familiar with after engaging in one too many sibling brawls growing up. her wrist gets snatched up mid-moan, first one and then the other while fawn tries her best ( and gloriously fails ) to flail to freedom. "no, no- i ain't NEVER-" the pressure around her neck is just heavy enough to scare her into still enough compliance as he pushes inside her and settles into his steady rythm. tears well in her eyes, gasping as her cunt cramps around the thick cock stretching her out before she can make sounds again. stupid little yelps, spams involuntarily gripping every slick inch he plows her with. ''ow, ow! you're... fuckn'... n-nasty," she spits the words out between thrusts, all too eager to ignore how tight she gets when he degrades her. how this painful, unfamiliar sensation starts to give way to something that's also entirely new and delectable.

the fact that she calls him out on being a pervert makes him even more upset. partially because it's true. where does he get off calling her a whore and then he's doing all of this just to use her body like a sex doll? he doesn't care. sergio is the one in control and it's time that he finally teaches her some manners. maybe now she'll pay attention to him in the future. "please, you fucking love this. i'm sure that pussy's been dying to have something fill it up, hasn't it? you were probably moments away from fucking your game controller." now that was something that he also would have stayed around to see.

the only thing that matters is that he has her right where he wants her. as fawn continues to squirm and try to move, his body only gets more and more excited. when he finally enters her, he can feel just how wet she is. "is that why you're fucking DRIPPING? because you find me so gross?" he pins her wrists behind her back and then moves his right hand over to hold her by the neck. from his new vantage point, sergio is finally able to start thrusting his hips back and forth without worrying about her escaping. he lets out a soft moan as his aching cock sinks deeper and deeper into her tight cunt. "fuck, that's it. you feel so good. this is all that you're good for." he starts to speed the movements of his hips up, not carrying if he's going too fast anymore.

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eliss nods because she can't bring herself to answer with her words when those moans are still spilling out of her. he gives her the praise she needs to keep the shame at bay as dainty hands give herself more of what she craves. hips stutter to a halt, stilled long enough for him to brush strands behind her ear. the goal set before her is ambitious. usually, eliss airs more on the humble side. but tonight she's determined to show off for him. his boot presses up against her clit with more force, easing her hips back into their despreate grinding. hands trail over the denim-covered bulge in his pants as she whines and moans. though shaky, eliss finsihes unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants to free his cock. the building tension of another orgasm causes her core to tighten. though clumsy, she's quick to give the mushroom head excited little licks, eager to lap up his precum once again before eliss takes the tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking on it as she rides out another explosive, degrading orgasm on his boot. she takes another couple inches into her mouth, the quivering in her cunt enough of a distraction to allow her to push past that panicky sensation that made her want to pull off his cock as she gagged around him. instead, eager to make him proud, eliss forces herself to let him slide down her throat. exhaling shaky, measured breaths through her nose.

if anyone from back home would have seen him now, they would have tried to run him off again. although there was a reason he was no longer leading the church. they knew how sinful he actually was. eliss on the other hand? from what he remembered, she was the perfect example of innocence. even now as she was on the ground, riding out her orgasm on his boot. she was soft and untouched for the most part. something that travis had no problem in assuming with the way that her body reacted to his. with the way that she took him into her mouth and needed some more guidance than an experienced whore. he'd get her there. slowly. "you really want to be a good girl for daddy?" his tongue darted out to lick his lips while she stripped and then his lips curved into a small smirk. "as long as you keep playing with yourself like that, you can do whatever you want." he continued to slowly move the boot back and forth, letting her do most of the work. a part of him was thankful that she wanted to suck him off. mainly because he was already fully erect underneath his pants, cock aching for a release. "tell you what." travis leaned forward to run a hand through her hair. he tucked a couple of strands behind her ear and then brought his hand down to lift her chin up. "if you take me fully into your mouth, i'll give you another reward. depending on how far you go, that's how good it's going to be for you." there were several things that he could do to eliss, several new things that he could show her, so he wasn't too worried about having to scale her pleasure to her ability. he leaned back onto the seat and pushed his foot slightly up, wanting to create even more friction for her. "so it's all up to you now. depends on how much of a good girl you really want to be."

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i get so frustrated when people post about missing the old rpc and blame the community at large for a lack of investment or care, as if we haven't all grown older and taken on incredible amounts of responsibility in the years since we joined the rpc. some people expect us all to still be teenagers with endless amounts of free time to respond to every message and reply instantly to threads.

if you care about this community, you have to respect the fact that a majority of us are 25+ now, and work and family and health situations and other irl obligations will always come before participating in this hobby.

instead of lamenting that we'll never be the way we were back then, uplift your mutuals. interact with them. post dash games. like and comment on posts. send memes. reblog promos. engage with the writers in this community. as we all get older and our lives change, our relationship with this hobby will also change. we have to band together to keep this community safe, creative, and fun for all, regardless of how much time we can spend participating in it.

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kore never likes showing face at these things, and refuses to do so sober. more so for the benefit of others than herself, really. she lets a photographer get a few shots where she's in frame, pretending to be interested in mingling with other attendees before sneaking off just as the hallucinogenic tea she sipped on while getting ready started to kick in. the starry sky has been muddled by the dark, grey clouds rolling in. still, she peers up. lying on her bed of soft grass as pretty bursts of colors paint the night sky above. she could have fallen asleep like that, counting shooting stars that are only alive in her mind's eye if she hadn't heard a soft voice cooing out a compliment. at first, kore freezes to the spot. terrified that the words are directed at her, until the rambling continues, making it clear the disembodied voice is not admiring her beauty, but rather the garden's. once she finds the body belonging to the voice that filters through the darkness, she can't help but admire the stranger's tender reservations. the respect they had to pay to the plants before him. kore steps further into the dim moonlight, eyeing the shimmering aura of colors forming a halo around the silhouette of the man before her. "no, you're not hallucinating. but you will if you pop that little pollen stem into your mouth and give it a few minutes. the other plant will paralyze you if you ingest enough of the leaves. but the flowers make a nice tea."

yet another surprise starter for @ickybby for persephone/kore since the muse came out of nowhere<3

“Might cause hallucinations? What the – are these plants, or off the market drugs?” Adonis is mumbling to himself as he sifts through the dispensary's collection of goodies. He's on break at a company retreat that he honestly regrets attending in the first place. The best part about owning his own non-profit firm? His family's background in media manipulation, aka public relations, is finally put to good use. The worst? When he's forced to attend self-aggrandizing, bureaucratic events that exist solely to soothe the egos of generous donors. Adonis has always been best for behind the scenes efforts. Struggles when it comes to intrapersonal relationships. So it's a shock to no one when he's somehow wandered off the premises and stumbles upon some sort of ... garden that he hardly noticed until today.

He eyes a gorgeous, exotic looking plant and feels the impulse to touch, but keeps his hands to himself out of respect. To the plants. “Oh, you're a pretty girl," he muses, face finally relaxing, “You deserve your own garden, no?” Great – now he's a grown man having a conversation with a plant. Bad enough that he already has full, one sided deep dives with his cat. “Are you gonna make me foam at the mouth, or is that your funky looking sister over there?” He nearly launches into another discussion with it before he hears someone rustling behind him. “I'm already fuckin' hallucinating. Great.”

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WEDDING CONCEPT — DAKOTA FUIMAONO & SEREE RHANI. JULY 14, 2024. @ickybby

married in sydney, australia at 29 and 24, respectively. winter season in the southern hemisphere. the ceremony is incredibly intimate with only 50 attendees, most of which are dakota’s extended family members from his dad’s side, since they’re from the area. very loud, warm and affectionate samoan-maori australians. both let loose mostly riding on the high of merging their lives together. she throws it back on the dance floor and he takes it, much to the horror and disgust of his grandma. can barely keep their hands off each other and have their clothes off before they get into their suite. but he’s intent on waiting for their honeymoon to actually fuck her (which starts two days later). they’re in australia for roughly two weeks, then disappear on some undisclosed island for the next month. once it’s all finished, they officially purchase their first few properties together, deal with heavier logistics and continue their lives, with dakota as a high-profile, yet mysterious nba player and seree as a marine biologist with a hollywood past. escaped into bliss and then in a blink of an eye, they’re at their 6 week prenatal checkup together

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they oughta know better, which they do. ultimately though, anything moral and just is silenced down by the heated pull of lust. like a moth drawn to its inevitable demise in the flicker of an alluring flame. "fuck, oh fuck. i can't help it, not with the way you fuck me." she's too goddamn young for him. as if that wasn't enough, they're caught in the cliche; the boss destroying his secretary in his office. filling her ass with all thick, ten inches is no easy feat. but nicky's eager, and an overachiever. evident by the dazed smile that tugs the corners of her lips upwards as his gruff words send shivers down her spine, to her curling toes. she's truly at the mercy of his will in his brawny arms, evident by the question that wasn't posed as one. years of cheer have left her body pliable, offering kingston no resistance as he repositions her. this new angle allows him to use gravity to his advantage to fill her beyond what she ever thought she could take, as she gasps out precious sounds to the tempo of his brutual rythmic fucking. electric jolts of pleasure radaite through her body, lewdly spreading from her nipples and clit shoved snug against the window. "i'm gonna come, please sir. can i come?" pinned between the trembling glass and his musclar body, every thrust roughly stimulates her soaked clit until she can't help but climax with his cock up her ass; squirting against the glass and thanking god the window was a one way.

there was no denying the corruption that flowed through his veins. it was almost typical that he falls into the stereotype most people have about cops. but all of them would be correct. once you achieve a level of power, it gets into your head, and there was no going back from that. kingston started his job as a young rookie, so naive to think he could change the world in law inforcement, but the second the dirty money started flowing into his pockets, it was an easy flip. almost too easy. why work so hard to change a world that has done nothing to help him? it didn't take long till he became one of the most respected captain in his city, and everyone knew why. they just don't like to say it because of his ruthless nature. so fucking and degrading one of his new detective's little sister did nothing to his conscious. it was probably the most new and exciting thing to happen to him a long time. to have such a young bimbo willingly whore herself out to him. even going to great lengths to allow him to abuse her tight ass in public. "such a pathetic little whore... getting yourself all wet just by being fucked in your ass hole." he chuckled, darkly against the side of her ear. his breathing heavy as sweat dribbled down the side of his face. "let's get a closer look to your brother, shall we." he took two large steps before stopping just a few inches away from the window. one arm moved to hook underneath her knees before mimicking it on the other. her body now being held by his arms as he continued his sharp movements against her ass cheeks. his cock stretching her with every push. "damn right. if i wasn't having so much fun fucking you, i would have fired your stupid brother a long time ago." he snarled out as he pressed her body against the window, forcing her legs apart so her cunt was pressed right against the window as he started fucking her. making it shake with force.

[ickybby]

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