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I want to watch Shuichi get fucked stupid 🩷

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Omg I love your writing! It’s so unique!

For the Donnie sex chair thing, did Kendra hack into his equipment?

Thank you kindly for the compliment. It made me incredibly happy to read. And a wonderful speculation!

Here is a gift you for, my depraved friend

Nsft below

Cw: donnie/his own invention, noncon, toys, aphrodisiacs, bondage, degredation

Parts 1 and 2 can be found on my blog

He wasn't sure how much longer he could take this. The beds of his nails hurt from how roughly he'd been digging them into the arms of the chair he was currently strapped onto. And yet he craved more.

"Feels must be what insanity feels like" he thought, sitting in a puddle of his own cum from how long he'd been left like this. He whimpered when his leg twitched and rubbed into the slick that had been dripping off the chairs seat and to the floor. And it had no end in sight.

He gasped sharply, eyes rolling back as the dildo forced its way in as far as possible, only to release more of that addicting drug into him. He trembled where he sat, unable to catch his breath as sparks ruined his brain. He was left with no thoughts left to think, an empty version of himself as his brain waited out. For a moment, there was only the intense pleasure and the tight clenching he did over the dildo.

He fought desperately to catch his breath again, whimpering through his next orgasm as he squirted again into his own lap. The drug must be helping his refractory period, as he still hadn't come close to cumming dry yet. He felt the heat from the drug conquer his entire body. Leaving with this terrible amazing disgusting addicting life changing need for more. More. More.

The dildo stopped.

For a moment, Donnie didn't process what happened. He was still awaiting the mind numbing pleasure he'd been tormented with for what must have been hours. Without thinking, he continued shaking his hips, thrusting the dildo into himself to chase the need he'd been forced to feel.

"Geez, didn't realize you were this much of a depraved whore."

It was only when he'd heard her voice that reality suddenly snapped back to him. He shuddered, ceasing all movements, simply dropping back down limply onto the dildo plugging up all the drug deep inside of him.

How...how long had the chair been off? How long had Donnie been pleasuring himself ?

How long had Kendra been watching?

She was on the computer monitor in front of him now, smirking with that terribly cocky ego she still had even years later.

"Do you like the modifications I made, Von Ryan?" Her eyes glanced down towards the mess he'd made on the floor "it sure looks like you do"

"...fu-fuck you...." Donnie could barely get his tongue to move, his skin was practically buzzing with sensitivity. Even now, he twitched and clenched and throbbed over the dildo, desperate for more. And more. He wished he could at the very least wipe the drool off his chin, just to save a little face.

"Not yet! Be patient, would ya? First, I want to see how far I can push you..."

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Lovely thoughts: Another hypnoslut whose job it is to keep you needy and compliant. Let me explain:

Imagine a chair. A brainwashing chair. Strapped down at the wrists and ankles, completely naked, every inch of you exposed. Screens above your head with spirals swirling and twirling lazily while hypnotic words and binaural beats drone in the headset covering your ears.

“Obedience is pleasure… pleasure is obedience… you obey… you comply… you sink… you don’t think…

You start to stir, slowly awakening. You see the spirals above, making your brain fuzzy, and head the beats, but they’re not enough to subdue you. The panic sets in as soon as you feel the restraints around your limbs. You’re struggling to recall when or how you got here. Come to think of it… you can’t seem to think of much at all…

This is wrong… it has to be…You begin to pull at the restrains in vain.

“Help!!” you cry, “I’m being held here against my will!”

You struggle but can’t seem to get yourself free. “Somebody, anybody, ple—“

Suddenly, you feel a warm tongue between your legs. Your body freezes and your mind comes to a sudden, unexpected halt. You feel pleasure and desire melt the panic and fear as your body begins to relax.

“N… no…….” you try to fight in vain as the words continue to instruct you.

“Obedience is pleasure… pleasure is obedience…”

The tongue continues its gentle, delicate licking, causing your body to respond immediately. You can’t move. You can’t fight. It feels too good…

“You melt at her touch… you sink at her touch…”

Your body and mind climb higher and higher as your arousal grows. You hear her softly moaning between your legs, sending vibrations of pleasure through your body. She seems to be enjoying this as much as you are. You want to close your legs but you don’t want her to stop…

“You cannot resist… cannot resist… give in to pleasure…”

“Can’t… resist…” you begin to mumble as a trail of drool starts to trickle from the side of your mouth.

“You do not want to resist…”

“Don’t… want to… resist…”

“You obey her tongue…”

“Obey…”

“You obey the spirals…”

“Obeyyyy…” more drool.

“Obedience is pleasure…”

“Obedience… pleasure…”

“And pleasure is obedience…”

“Pleasuuure…” you moan as her relentless tongue works you into a frenzy.

“Good toys don’t think… good toys just sink…”

“Siiiiiiiinnnkkkkkk…” the last of your mind slipping out of your mouth with the endless stream of saliva.

You lost this game before it even began. You never stood a chance.

And you know it.

And you want more.

Now would you want to be the helpless toy in the chair or the corrupted toy keeping the other toy compliant? 🙃

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Oh to be strapped down to a machine that fucks me over and over. Unfeeling, unrelenting, sometimes speeding up or slowing down from someone or something controlling it that I can't see. I want to be stuck there, cumming over and over while my poor boypussy and ass get pounded, slowly breaking my mind until all I can think about is the pleasure the machine gives me.

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the ppl (me) need more slut taka !!!

Here you go, college AU stuff, r18 below cut. Cw for public stuff

There was nothing more...exhilarating to Kiyotaka than being s little bit naughty for once. It was his guilty pleasure that he'd take to the grave; but once he let down his walla even slightly he became a depraved slut addicted to breaking the rules.

One of his favorite games to play? Attend lecture with a vibrator on.

A vibrating cock ring a special plug or a fun dildo, he'd tried it all. Trying so hard to concentrate around the distracting mind melting pleasure only made the feeling that much more addictive.

Oh and when taking exams...feeling the extra challenge of trying to keep up his perfect GPA all while holding himself back from rutting into his chair. The lecture hall was always so quiet during an exam...he always wondered if someone, even just one person, could hear the subtle buzzing making Kiyotaka's boxers wet.

He remembers once after asking a question and having each and every student stare at him....that the second he sat back down and felt the pressure against the vibrator inside him? He was cumming. Cumming right into his boxers with shaking legs. Biting onto his hand to hold back his whimpers, shutting his eyes to hide how they fluttered and rolled.

Sitting there with the wet shame in his pants that only made him want to squirm more, Kiyotaka knew he was nothing more than a huge massive slut.

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Have any of you read the Ishimondo hypnosis endless orgasm fic because it is so everything to me

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sub mondo with an oral fixation maybe?? 👀 like enough for him to cum untouched with a cock or fingers in his mouth

Dom Leon, written below the cut

Cw for slut shaming

Mondo didn't even know he had an oral fixation, if he wasn't being honest. It wasn't until he and Leon had a fling one drunken night. The weight of that hot and heavy cock in his mouth was enough to make him melt.

He remembers how he couldn't help the loud guttural moan he let put once he fully took that cock into his mouth. It had Leon's legs shaking, and when that cock throbbed hard enough that Mondo felt it in his throat...God it was heavenly. He sucked on that dick like his life depended on it, drooling all over his lap like the good sub he didn't even know he was. Eyes rolled back when Leon took his hair by the fist and began face fucking him.

When Leon had finished and pulled put, Mondo wanted to cling more. He sat there for a moment in a fuzzy daze, mouth open with a spit trail still connecting them. Even when the trail broke, he had his mouth open, head tipped back, to let Leon know how throughly he fucked his mouth by the cum Mondo still held onto.

And after that night...they hadn't had a fling again. And it was driving Mondo crazy. He could still taste the cum on his lips, still feel that weight in his mouth and he wanted more. His cock constantly dripped at the memory, he tried buying a dildo to stave off the hunger and while it helped it wasn't enough. He wanted-needed more.

Eventually Mondo snapped, telling Leon how badly he wanted him again. Mondo had lived his entire life being the top dog, and to know resort to begging someone else for their cock...

Mondo felt like he was losing his mind

Leon glared at him, "what the fuck, dude? So what, you're just some common whore?"

Mondo didn't even know his cock could get this soaked, he tried so hard to not press his legs together. "I'm...we both had fun, that night, right? So I thought..."

"I was just trying to get my dick wet, I wasn't expecting you to fucking grovel over it. What, you want me to suck your dick now? I'm not doing that"

Mondo looked away

"No way...you want to be a bottom bitch again?" Leon took a moment to laugh, and just when Mondo was expecting full rejection...

"Then be a good boy and get on your knees for it, already."

Mondo tried and failed to hide his desperation as he dropped to his knees, looking up at Leon with barely contained excitement. His bulge was protruding through his pants, his breath had picked up. And he had the most lovely plump dick sucking lips you'd ever seen

Leon suddenly shoved his pointer and middle finger into Mondo's mouth, prying it open.

"Come on then, show me how good of a toy you have in there."

Mondo this entire time had assumed it was dick in his mouth that was driving him crazy, but it turned out his depravity went so much deeper. Having his mouth forced open until drool dripped down his chin...having Leon press a thumb over his tongue until his moans were a muffled mess...being nothing more than a degraded mouth to be used...

Mondo's eyes rolled back, muffled moans spilling even harder as his legs began to shake, toes curl. That thumb pressed down even harder and he reached a sticky wet release right into his own boxers, without ever having been touched. The orgasm was drawn out between fluttered eyes and stars in his vision.

Still feeling the high from his orgasm, cumming from just fingers in his mouth...

It made Mondo feel like he found his place in this world.

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May I request some Kiyotaka porn? Just him secretly being a massive fucking slut secretly. Any kinks you like!

Below the readmore as always, nothing too bad here. Ishimondo, sub Kiyotaka

When Mondo got together with Kiyotaka...he wasn't expecting him to secretly be the most depraved animal he'd ever met. Once the walls came down, Kiyotaka never let go.

Mondo would often find himself with Taka sitting on his lap, grinding his own cock into Mondo's leg, hoping to rile him up until Mondo would give in and fuck him against the wall.

He'd purposefully wear tight pants and bend over in front of Mondo, hoping to rile him up.

He'd beg to have a vibrator ring on his cock, forced to wear it around work until he nearly came in his pants from Mondo messing with the vibrations so much.

He was a loyal sub, a drooling slut, willing to do anything for Mondo's cock to fuck him until he couldn't cum anymore.

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fuck or die maybe?

I chose to write Shuichi and Kokichi for this one, below the cut as always. Additional Cw for discussions of consent and no actual sex.

"What should we do?" Shuichi asked.

"Gee, I don't know Saihara-chan! Luckily I'm stuck with a smart detective like you, I'm sure you can answer that question all on your own!"

Shuichi closed his eyes and tried to ignore the obvious sarcasm behind Kokichi's chipper voice. "I think...we may have no choice but to do as she says..."

Kokichi's face went blank for a moment. Perhaps he was deciding on what emotion he wanted to feel or if he wanted to play the good guy today.

An hours worth of consideration, condensed into barely a second, and what Kokichi settled on as "you don't want to."

Shuichi's entire face had been bright red since they'd been locked in this love suite. And he only felt more overwhelmed by the second. He sat down on the bed, staring at the wall.

"if we don't...you saw what happened to those other people. I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die either."

A hand pushed gently against his chest, now Shuichi lad on his back as Kokichi climbed over him, knees on either side of him. Pressing against his legs, but not enough that he felt trapped. Just enough that the tingle of contact sent a warm him up his spine.

Kokichi glared down at him, "you think that's the same as wanting it?"

"i-I do..." Shuichi tried to turn his head away, wanting to avoid the intimate eye contact. But Kokichi only grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look. Shuichi nearly gasped at the new feelings he was experiencing...being glowered down at like this ..before forced to look ..being pinned down.

He was already feeling blood rushing down to his cock.

Kokichi slightly dug his nails into Shuichi's chin. "Look at me, Shuichi, this is important."

"i-I told you already, I want it."

"No you don't."

"but I-"

Kokichi laughed suddenly, somehow both bitter and geniune "if she didn't threaten to pump this room full of posion, you wouldn't have said yes."

Shuichi tried to shake his head.

"I hate liars, Shu. Maybe we should lie here and twiddle our thumbs until we die just so the word has two less liars, wouldn't that be fun-"

"Ouma-kun, please."

"..."

"l-lets just do it quickly okay?"

kokichi let go of his chin, now running his hand down to Shuichi's clothed chest. "you would rather it be Momota-chan. Or Akamatsu-chan."

Shuichi clenched his eyes shut miserably, "please don't say her name."

"I'm right though," when did his voice become so gentle, "you know that."

"do you want it, Ouma-kun?"

Kokichi stuck out his tongue, "I don't have to answer you because you're a dirty liar." The joke seemed to lack it's usual flare.

"t-then maybe..." Shuichi took one of Kokichi's hand, and with his own trembling one brought it down towards his V-line. He left Kokichi there to cross the threshold himself.

"Maybe, you can show me why I should be glad I'm stuck with you."

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Could you please write the sex chair have a dildo that fucks Donnie and cums inside of him with an aphrodisiac that only makes him hornier

Of course I would be happy to! This will be written below the cut and for anyone new this is a continuation of another drabble! Feel free to ask for more 👅

Additional cw for Donnie/his own invention, bondage, machine sex, vibrators, noncon/dubconish, edging

Donnie slumped over as the vibrator finally left his slit. He trembled, legs shaky and trying to close but unable to past the bondage. He groaned at the slick feeling coating his thighs and ass. He hadn't even gotten to cum yet, the vibrator left him on the verge and dripping for hours. Every now and then it would stop, almost as if it knew he was about to orgasm. He didn't realize torture could feel so good. He wasn't sure if he wanted to chase the please or run away from it.

Suddenly he felt the chair prod at his opening again and he moaned. He was so wet, his hole was puffy and swollen and ready, looking like a porn star pussy. He couldn't help the whine and buck of his hips as a ribbed dildo entered him, and immediately began to thrust

"o-ohh..! Ohh!! Ahh!!" Right away his senses were set ablaze. He clawed at the arm rests. He grit his teeth. He shook his head from side to side as his orgasm suddenly peaked, cumming so hard it shot onto the floor. His slit gushed, and he screamed as the orgasm seemed to continue, drawn out by the constant thrusting and...something else.

"oh god...oh god! Wha-what are you do-oing to me?"

His hips and stomach felt. Hot. Unnaturally so. His hole was throbbing almost painfully, clenching and unclenching around the fuck toy. Suddenly he felt himself being filled. The toys cum dripped out of him and joined his puddle of cum and pre as the heat suddenly spread to the rest of his body.

More.

Oh god he wanted more.

He was suddenly so horny, so much more desperate. He tried within his bonds to lift and drop his hips again and again and again.

Donnie came once more, another explosive orgasm.

The toy came again and his libido spiked with it.

His mind could only think of his orgasm.

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I have to reccomend this fic that is so hot to me. Discussion and link will be under the cut because it is R18. Cw for tcest, mind break, piss, and noncon.

Also includes a semi drabble at the end.

This fic right here? Even if you're not into TMNT or tcest it's so good. Personally I'm not a fan of watersports but I was still having such a fun time with this one. Watching Raph get broken more and more over time until he was cumming all over the floor just from the ACCEPTANCE of being a cum toilet....

I loved it, loved seeing him become a whore who dripped all over the floor whenever he wasn't getting used. It left me craving more, it made me want to see how much further they could push him. I wanted to see them get together and fill him with so much pleasure that hes mindless and addicted. I want him filled up like the toilet he is.

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Wish someone would just forcefully hypnotize me, send me videos and text me repeatedly until I'm in their trance. Get me soaking wet just from being yours, and force me to edge for days so that when I finally get to cum it's mind numbingly good, and then I just become your dumb little hypno slut

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I wanna be tied up to where I can’t move, have a hypnosis audio fed through headphones strapped to my head and forced to look at a spiral until I’m a brainless mess that someone can use for their own pleasure.

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Ok hear me out, Kaito and Kokichi splitroasting their ‘pet’ Suichi. Thank you and have a good day. :)

Under the cut, I hope you have a good day as well

The room was filled with the sounds of wet gagging and slapping. Shuichi was being fucked so hard between Kokichi and Kaito that was practically suspended into the air, with only his curling toes barely scraping the floor.

A hand gently caressed his head, a complete foreign sensation when compared to the scene around it. He looked up, with a cock still being shoved down his throat, at his lover. Kokichi stared down at him with a cruel, delighted smirk.

"You're such a good pet, Shu-chan!" He said, with a finger curling under the back of Shuichi's collar, threatening to pull at any moment. "I'm so glad we trained you, no one else could service us this good!"

Shuichi moaned around Kokichi's cock as Kaito thrusted into just the right spot behind him. He dug his nails into Kokichi's sleeves where he held on for dear life, tears in his eyes from how good he felt.

Shuichi loved getting to turn his brain off, forget his anxieties and just be his partners pet...

Slap!

Shuichi flinched at the red hot smack against his ass, "don't forget about me, Shuichi!" Kaito yelled. The stinging feeling on his ass cheek only felt better and better as the feeling went from stinging to hot sensitivity. He thrusted his hips back into Kaito's thrusting, choked on Kokichi's cock, wanting to be the perfect little pet for them.

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I want someone, anyone, to bite and play with Hajime’s tiddies because his 91 cm chest needs some love lmao

I chose Nagito. Written below the break. Typically feminine terms such as tit used for Hajime's chest, but they're intended to be gender neutral

Hajime flinched at the sharp pain, "Komaeda!"

A breathy laugh sounded off below, "I'm sorry, Hinata-kun" he said, rubbing a palm over Hajime's freshly bitten nipple, "you just look too good to resist."

Hajime glared, but the flush on his face failed to conceal his admiration, "well try harder."

"hmmmm..." Komaeda leaned all his weight against Hajime's chest, his hand cupping the tit and kneading it. "But Hinata-kun...how could I ever resist something as perfect as you?"

Good God...Hajime couldn't even look Nagito in the eyes when he got like this. It got him far too riled up.

"I want these all to myself" Nagito whispered, pressing a kiss to the other breast. Then he placed the nipple between his teeth, grinding at just the pressure that Hajime felt the perfect spark of pain and pleasure.

"ahhh..." Hajime tried to swallow around his moan, "Komaeda..."

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, because I want to worship these for hours on end.."

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Due to a lack of interaction I'm going to be setting up my posts on a one per day queue, and if more engagement comes I'll increase the amount of times I post a day

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Psa if you provide a prompt that I really like it may end up becoming a near fic or full fic