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all i do is lie on this site. i haven‘t written since last year. thank you all for your patience though!
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my attention has been elsewhere, but i‘ve kept everything in my drafts. i will get back to them one day.
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still alive. i am not dropping threads. i'll slowly get to all of them.
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ELYSE WAS AT VINCENT‘S MERCY. she noticed the way he teased her more as she squirmed. she did her best to keep still, but it was difficult. he continued to discuss matters about school, but she couldn‘t care less about their subject. she couldn‘t think straight, failing to understand what the conversation was about. a gasp exited her lips when he slid a finger inside her, her wet walls tightening. that felt so good, but she was getting greedy, and she needed more. she bit her lower lip to suppress her moans and bucked her hips, the added attention to her clit heightening her stimulation. once the person he talked to left, she parted her lips, almost salivating, as she finally allowed herself to moan. the answer to the question he whispered was simple and easy. ❝t-take me to the back,❞ she responded, her cheeks flushing, growing hot all over. nevermind the sense of propriety. ❝fuck me now, please.❞ hand pleadingly clutched his arm as she begged for him shamelessly.
as elyse continued to squirm, vincent only teased even more. fingertips only rubbing slowly over her folds. "yes, i believe the department could benefit with the addition of graduate students mentoring the undergraduate students," he commented to his conversation partner. though his fingers seemed to move idly, vincent began to quicken his pace. "it would benefit both groups as they master their courses." a single digit slid into elyse's needy pussy, the warmth wrapping around his finger. he began to thrust slowly, thumb brushing against her sensitive clit. "and it would allow for professors more availability is the undergraduate students first sought help from the graduate students as opposed to flocking to professor office hours." he pressed his lips together and nodded before his conversation partner excused themself. "baby," he whispered softly against elyse's ear, finally addressing her. "think you can last before coffee is served, or will i have to take you into a back corner to fuck this orgasm out of you, hmm?"
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IF SHE DIDN‘T THINK THAT it had been long, then she must have a lot of patience. all the disciplining must have paid off. he had praised her when she behaved and punished her when she was naughty. ❝of course, i got you presents. i went here with the assumption that you‘ve been behaved. hope i wasn‘t wrong.❞
his lips curled into a smile, his usually brusque expression displaying softness. ❝i‘m here to spend some time with you. you must have been bored.❞ he turned to face her, stroking her hair.
"Not too long," Kennedy was quick to protest. In reality, it had felt like forever, but she didn't want to complain..at least not yet. Raven liked it when she behaved, and when she was good, and she didn't want him to come in to negativity, when the mood seemed to be okay.
The blonde nodded at his question, but was quickly distracted by the chocolate and flowers, gazing between the petals and his face, eyes widening. "You got me presents?"
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ALESSANDRO WAS UNFAZED, LETTING HER express her disdain towards the man who‘d sold her off. a valid reaction after what he had put her through—a pitiable situation. despite how pathetic she was, there was a glimmer of defiance in her eyes, displaying her strength amidst her tribulations. seeing her in such state roused his interest, drawing out this urge to break her and make her bend to his will. ❝if you refuse—❞ his hand grasped her delicate neck, wrapping his calloused fingers around her throat, but not squeezing yet. ❝—i‘m going to make you and punish you.❞
hot tears blur her vision as he forces her head back , leaving her no choice but to meet his unyielding gaze . “ he can rot in hell for all i care , ” marisol spits through clenched teeth , a flicker of defiance breaking through her fear . does he honestly believe she has any sympathy left for the man who traded her away like some toy ?�� he betrayed her in the worst possible way . “ w - what ? ” the weight of his firm command almost wills her to surrender , to do exactly as he said if it means survival , but something inside of her refuses to to give in . “ what if ... if i refuse ? ”
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❝YOU HAVE TO EAT SOMETHING or you‘ll end up sick,❞ minjun insisted, imbuing concern into his voice. he wasn‘t an emotional person, though he knew how to respond to this situation accordingly. he was supposed to care. he might not be capable of genuine concern, but he could pretend. it was part of the act to gain her trust.
her attempts to reason with him was futile. he was set on his decision to keep her as his captive. ❝you can‘t talk to them, but i can relay a text message.❞ he had her phone with him, wiping it clean and ensuring it was untraceable. ❝i‘ll let you, but only if you finish your food.❞ his voice was gentle, concealing his frustration towards her lack of cooperation.
"I'm not hungry anymore," she pouted, turning her head when he tried feeding her again. Her stomach rumbled, though she wanted to be pouty since he wasn't listening to her. She'd tried arguing too many times that what he was doing was wrong; she'd stopped trying.
"I miss my home," she said with an even softer tone than what he'd used. Harper wasn't worried for her life anymore. She was more worried about her future stuck in here forever -- this wasn't the life she was meant to live. "I miss my family so much. Can I just talk to them? They have to be so worried about me." Harper could feel herself start to cry, but sniffled as she'd just make herself tired. "Minjun, they have to be scared something's happened to me. I just want to tell them I'm safe."
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NATHANIEL PLUNGED HIS FINGER INTO her ass, watching as the other man stepped up, and filled her other hole. focusing his attention back to helena, a glimmer of amusement flashed through his eyes, listening to her express her neediness. she wanted more. ❝since you begged well, you‘ll get what you want.❞ he added another finger, pleased by the way her puckered hole tightened around him. his cock throbbed. he ignored his arousal, attending to her for the time being.
HEARING THE WOMAN‘S DEMAND FOR more, alessandro gave her what she wanted, adding a finger into her pussy the same time the other man slid another into her ass. ❝aren‘t you a needy one?❞ he started to thrust his digits in and out of her, while his thumb rubbed her clit for additional stimulation. it took effort to ignore his pulsating cock, concealed by his slacks. for now, she was the center of attention. he planned to fuck her later.
she wanted to keep her eyes on nathaniel, searching for guidance or any sign as to what was expected of her, as he dipped his finger into her ass. her body fought against the urge to buckle against the touch and instead her mouth parted in a desperate whine. she didn't think anyone would join, but as the gentleman she pleaded to approached her, helena found her focus shifting entirely to him. this was who she wanted to please, who she wanted to use her as he pleased. she was sure she looked a mess after the session nathaniel put her through, but she didn't care--this was what she wanted more than anything. swollen lips parted into a large 'o' as she gasped with the addition of another finger gliding into her. hips bucked against both hands behind her but quickly stilled without given permission to move. "p-please..." she begged, unsure as to what she was begging for. "i-i w-want more. i need more--!"
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XAVIER COULD‘VE KEPT HER AROUND longer and fucked her ass right then and there, but he wanted something to look forward to later. a dose of clairessa after a long day of work would be perfect reward. the butt plug fit her ass perfectly. he pulled away after she expressed her obedience. ❝now, that‘s a good girl,❞ he praised, leaning down to meet her lips for one last kiss. he pulled away and let her pick up her clothes. ❝i know. i can‘t wait to have you again for later.❞ he pulled up his boxers and put his pants back, tucking it in.
Jaw clenches as he presses the silver butt plug into her forbidden hole, nose scrunched up slightly. It wasn't a terrible feeling but odd to her still while the plug stretches her insides. He stands her up and she has to adjust to the feeling, his kiss to her shoulder helping soothe her with ease. "Okay, daddy." she would coo in response to his words and leans her head up to kiss his lips with a smile on her face. "My shift isn't much longer, love." she would breathe, moving to try to pick up her clothes.
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CALLOUSED HAND GRASPED HER JAW,tilting her head, so she could look up at him. alessandro rarely showed any mercy; keeping her alive was as merciful as he could get. ❝you‘re not exactly that worthless. you‘re the one keeping your cowardly boyfriend—or more like, ex-boyfriend—alive.❞ he caressed her cheeks. ❝you can make yourself useful for me. do everything i say. i‘ll keep you alive.❞ fingers trailed down to caress her lower lip. ❝strip for me and get down on your knees,❞ he commanded, testing the waters as he imposed his authority over her.
eyes flutter shut at the feeling of the male's fingers lightly grazing her jawline , the fear coursing through her leaving the brunette paralyzed and breathless ― he is a dangerous man , and her life now lies in the palm of his hand . the thought of escape doesn't even cross marisol's mind , not with the armed men surrounding her . “ b - but ... but i'm worthless to you , ” she chokes out , her voice trembling with desperation as she instinctively tries to shrink away from him . “ please . i - i beg you ... i won't say a w - word about this to anyone ― i swear ... ”
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HER BOYFRIEND WAS A DAMN pussy for using his own woman as the last resort to pay off his debts. alessandro had always been firm when it came to receiving his payments. he had to get what they owed the exact way he had given them—in this case, it was monetary, supposedly. but when her cowardly boyfriend proposed another way, suggesting to give her instead, it piqued his interest hence accepting. both of his men stood by her side, preventing any attempts of escape. ❝i‘m not going to hurt you, as long as you do as told.❞ his hand reached out to cup her chin.
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“ i - i want to go home , ” marisol stammers quietly , her body quivering as a fresh set of tears steams down her face . she can't bring herself to look up and face the new reality she has been thrust into by a man that profoundly swore to love her ― what a fucking pile of bullshit . she should've left him long ago , but her stupid heart got in the way of common sense and now she is paying for it greatly . “ p - please . please , just let me go home ... ”
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IVORY HAD A HIGH TENDENCY for neuroticism. her affection turned into obsession. she‘d start by kissing the ground they walked on, and then picking on their flaws afterwards. a repetitive pattern that pushed her to sabotage their relationship, only for her to regret it later on, and chase him to apologize. ❝it‘s not you. it‘s me. i just. . .have issues with trusting people.❞ this was as much accountability as he could get from her. her brow arched as he pointed his finger at her. the words that followed stroked her ego. he was great at reassurance, and she wanted to believe him. the only problem was the instability of her belief. she noticed how he scooted closer to her, closing the distance between them. ❝of course, i‘m great at apologies. let me show you how sorry i am and how much i mean it.❞ standing up, she slipped out of her dress to reveal her sheer lace lingerie.
jordan laughs as she does her best to shirk all responsibility and act as if there was nothing wrong with what she had done. gaslighting at it's finest and jordan recognized it. and for some reason, he was laughing it off like it was nothing and going right for the bait she was laying out for him. " it bothers me because after all this time, you still don't fucking trust me. i ain't been nothin' but good to your ass. so it definitely bothers me. " shaking his head, he lifts his right hand up, finger pointing right at her to let her know that he wasn't taking that as a legit excuse. " as if i'd be stupid enough to sleep with someone else when i had you. i've seen every inch of you and your body. as if i'd want anybody else, ivory. " a pause, a breath and and adjustment so he was scooting a bit closer to her. " but i might be interested in fielding an apology. if you meant it. " jordan shouldn't be giving her any kind of chance at all, but he can't deny that he's dying to see what kind of lingerie she's wearing for him under her clothes. she certainly knows his weakness.
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HANA HAD ALWAYS PREFERRED TO have the upper-hand. always one step ahead of her enemies. but when it came to raiden, she never really knew. he was a wildcard. the unpredictability and uncertainty kept her on her toes. maybe he‘d actually kill her one of these day , but she found the challenge in giving him reasons not to. ❝doesn‘t mean that it‘s absolute—you can change that—oh.❞ she inhaled sharply, moaning and squirming as his fingers toyed with her clit, illustrating how familiar he was with her body. she shivered, her eyes closing and lips parting. she was turning putty on his hands, on the brink of begging.
he ceased his ministrations, his hand resting on her thigh. she opened her eyes and evened out her breathing. she was soaking wet from the arousal, her pussy aching to be filled. all she had to do was ask, a simple task, but an obstinate woman like her struggled to fully relinquish authority. ❝and that‘s what you‘re expecting from me,❞ she purred wantonly, grinding her ass against his shaft. ❝i can tell that you miss me—how wet and tight i‘d feel around you.❞ she paused as she felt the tip press against her entrance. she could easily just sink onto him, but a part of her wanted to obey, to get his permission. ❝you should fuck me hard—please,❞ she said, the latter sentence beseeching him, and hinting her desperation.
Not much attached him to her but the interest she gained with her boldness. It wasn't enough reason not to get rid of her the moment she made the wrong move yet what man would complain about a naked beauty pressing against them? "You claimed I am not." Raiden reminded her with a press of fingers against the spot he knew like the back of his hand, having spent more time in bed together than either would admit to anyone. Thumb played along her clit, liking the way her body reacted like it hadn't been long at all since the last time his hands had been on her. It made his denying her all the better. The hand he had taken from her simply rested against her thigh while the one holding her throat let his thumb stroke along the side, a hint of a chuckle audible in his breath the moment he felt soft cheeks press to his shaft, prompting a simple press of hips against her. "If you need it, all you have to do is ask." A simple task, wasn't it? Although it may be different for her depending on how prideful she was choosing to be after all this time. "It's what you came here for after all." Raiden claimed with confidence. To be fair he did have the urge to simply manhandle her the way he needed, be it pressing her forward in the tub to fuck her or to easily lift that delicate body to sink down on him. Too easy.
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HYEJIN GYRATED HER BODY, UNDULATING against max, her hips shifting between grinding and bouncing. different pattern of movements to get a different sensation from his cock, seeking depth and friction, greedily needing both. she held onto him tightly, and her walls tightened each time she sunk into him. his instant admittance, opposing the usual taunting, encouraged her to quicken her movements. ❝this is yours—all yours—fuck—❞ she moaned eagerly, in complete submission. it came easily after hearing his praise to her cunt.
she bared her tits to him, her palm massaging one of her breasts, whilst she waited for his reaction. he delved his head down to tend to her aching mounds, slipping her hand at the back of his neck. she arched her back, pushing her breasts forward encouragingly. she did a jiggle while she sped up the pace, taking him deeply until he bottomed out. ❝fuck—your dick—feels amazing—deep inside me.❞ she rasped, her lips parting, eyes rolling at the back of her head.
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Ordinarily, Max would’ve refused comment or toyed with Hyejin in response to the clear question of whether he enjoyed her sex. However, with pleasure running through him and the sheer feeling of thrusting into her tight, warm cunt, Max was in no position to make denials. Instead, he grinned and nodded, more moans slipping from him before he managed to say, “Fuck… yes. Love… love your… cunt, so much.” More heavy breaths and loud moans flowed from Max as he continued thrusting inside her.
When he spied Hyejin’s nightgown fall, exposing her breasts, he didn’t waste a second. Delving his head down, he began kissing and nipping against her soft mounds, his hands roaming her ass all the while whilst their hips rolled in tandem together. It was only her praise of his cock that Max made pause and look up again, a grin crossing his features and eyes sparkling with delight before he went right back down to continue lavishing her tits with his mouth.
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slowly catching up! here to plot and headcanon (via IMs and discord but preferably the latter) ongoing threads if anyone wants to! also for new followers or anyone interested to write, taking an open starter (no matter how many notes or how old) is a good way to start writing with me.
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