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muse a and muse b have just started dating. it’s nothing too serious yet, just a few dates here and there and thoroughly enjoying each other’s company. muse a is always coming up with excuses as to why he can’t go to the other’s home or have muse b at his apartment, but muse b just assumes muse a wants to take things slow. muse b is a nurse/doctor at the hospital. one day, they’re working in the emergency room and the paramedics wheel in a crying toddler who took a spill at the park and has a broken arm. but coming in right next to the gurney is none other than muse a, holding the child’s hand. surprise, muse a is a single father and didn’t know how to tell muse b, but surprise, guess who the nurse/doctor is that gets to take care of the small child and their now-shocked father?

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"at this rate, walking is so much better than being in a car with you." hailey spat at him while sticking her middle finger up and continuing to walk home. reaching into her purse, she grabbed a cigarette from a box, lit it before taking a quick drag. when she looked at the road, she sighed seeing that he was still there. "i'm not in the mood to argue with you again."

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“Woman! Get in the car before I leave and you really walk home,” there was really only so much he’d put up with and tonight was not the night. 

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he had thought that miles would've came in to at least give him a blowjob, offer his ass, something. instead, he was asking to use the bathroom which was one of danny's stricter rules. he wasn't allowed to go unless he was told to. "no." danny told him as he looked at the watch on his wrist. it had been quite a long time since he let the younger male pee, especially after purposely giving him a few cups of water to drink. but he knew he could wait a little bit longer. "i said, after my phone call. you're going to have to wait." he reminded miles while ignoring the man's potty dance. if he gave into him every time he did that, danny wouldn't be able to have any control over him.

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closed starter for @sweetsurrcnder​ — miles and danny

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it all started because he was dragged to some independent small gala by his date. he wasn’t much of an art guy, but he could always use some artwork around his house. especially any artwork that was one of a kind. and that’s how he met miles. he dicthed his date for the night, and instead brought the starving artist home with him. after a night of rough but great sex, he gave the younger male a suggestion: he could move in and be his playtoy. that meant no bills and anything he wanted, as long as he took care of danny and his needs.

that was a few months ago, and the dynamic was working for the two of them. danny was sitting in his office, on a phone call with one of his clients. he decided to take a few days away from his office building so that he could spend some time with miles. however, he needed to take some of the more important phone calls. as he spoke, he saw the door opening to his office and he was waving whom he assumed was the maid away until he saw miles standing in front of him. danny shook his head, and hit mute so that the person on the other line wouldn’t hear him. “not right now, miles. i’m taking a phone call.” he instructed the younger male.

This had not been the direction Miles had anticipated his life going. Not that it was bad, per se, just unexpected. One minute, he was feeling fortunate enough to have his art showing at an independent gala. It wasn’t going to bring in as much as a huge event, but hopefully it would help him scrape by a bit less for the next month or two. And then Danny had come through. Miles had been instantly interested in the man, but had almost as quickly ditched the idea of anything happening because the other had been there with a date. In a turn of events that probably surprised no one more than Miles, he ended up going home with Danny and was left seeing stars in the best possible way by the end of the night.

That was when the living situation had been suggested. Miles wouldn’t have to pay any bills and scrape to get by anymore. He could paint and live his life stress-free. As long as he attended to Danny and his needs as well and respected the control the other would have over his life. And so far, it was going well. It was inconvenient only occasionally, and, as Miles hesitantly popped his head into the doorway of Danny’s office, this was one of those times. His bathroom use was controlled by the other and, by that point in the day, Miles really needed to pee. “I—I’m sorry, I just… I need to pee. Can I go?” He squirmed from foot to foot, thighs pressing together.

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when he fell for winter, he fell for her quickly and hard. so much harder than the other students in his past. she easily had him wrapped around his fingers. but her little question made him chuckle a bit. he didn't expect someone that was just a student to understand this. "things get lost in translation, papers get lost... we don't exactly know much of anything." he stated with a shrug. "it's like a guessing game, babe. i don't expect you to understand." he told her while running his hand through the hair that he loved so much.

closed starter for @carpe-nvctem​ winter & zachary

zachary was sitting with winter after all his classes for the day were done. it felt forever, and all he wanted to see was her. it may not seem like it but he did care about her. the other girls he slept with didn’t appeal to him the way she did. winter was… different. there was something unique about her, and the sex was always great. the times they spent together on the couch, eating dinner, anything was always worth looking foward to. they were laying on his couch watching some historical drama on tv and his hand was stroking through her hair. “you know a lot of this stuff was added to these shows for the drama right?” as if there was really witches burned for ridicilous stuff such as having a period.

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sammie knew she could get used to this, and to her more specifcally. the woman had an authoritarian look about her, that sammie couldn't help but love and adorn. she looked like a bitch, but she was sure that maybe she was one of the people who had a resting bitch with a nice personality behind it. with her hand in the older woman's, she followed wherever the woman led her as she took in all of her new home. "silence doesn't really hurt anyone, and i'm sure i can keep myself entertained." with the upstairs to heself, she was sure that she could find something to do or keep herself busy. "yes, i have... as long as i make myself available to you, i get to stay here and be spoiled... am i right?" sammie asked while giving the older woman a sincere look. just because she was a female, she was no different from the other men she had engaged in similiar relationships with.

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sammie knew a long time ago that college wasn’t for her, and she was meant to be spoiled. she found more excitment hanging out with partners who could get her whatever she wanted. rather than going to class, sammie would be go with her “lover” to some exotic island, or paris… it was always whatever she wanted, and sammie would give them what they want in return. so when she met lennon, she was immediately taken back by her beauty… and the money was an added bonus. sammie was taking her stuff out of her louis vuitton bags and putting them away in their proper locations. hearing the voice of the older woman, she smiled as she looked over her shoulder. “i actually didn’t believe the GPS at first” she put the location into the GPS almost ten times, because she refused to believe that this is where she was supposed to be staying. who was sammie to say no to something this beautiful anyway? putting the last of her clothes away, she accepted the older woman’s hand. “walking in this house is probably all the exercise you need. ”

instinctively, lennon threaded their fingers. she had been partial to samantha when she had first seen her photo ( it was pretty much all lennon needed in a new plaything; she felt confident in her authority that personality conflicts could be ironed out ). nevertheless, lennon felt comforted by samantha’s personality, knowing that she didn’t have to be trained ( at least not in that way ). the top floor was reserved for lennon, mikhail didn’t ask what she did up here and lennon didn’t say. the doting couple kept it off limits during parties and galas. it was a mystery to the public. sammie would come to know it as home. “it’s quite luxurious, i know,” mused lennon with a white smile, admiring the lean, tall form of the woman to her right. “i expect you’ll get used to it after a while though. long hallways fraught with silence will become typical.” lennon’s heels clacked on marble as they moved past closed doors. “have you had relationships like this one in the past?” lennon asked after a pause. “is it clear what i expect from you?”

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closed starter for @dcadlynightshadc​

veronica was waiting at the hotel where she had texted her husband's mistress to meet her. of course, james didn't know that. why would he? the man didn't know that his messages were still sync to her ipad after he had gifted it to her. besides, james was away for the weekend which left her to get even with this other girl. she was sitting on the bed, a glass of wine in hand as she thought of what she wanted to say. her marriage wasn't the best, but she didn't think her husband would go out and find someone else to sleep with either. especially someone like her. veronica downed the rest of her wine when she heard the knock at the hotel door, she opened the door up and smiled. "hi, welcome. come inside." she greeted while motioning of the woman to enter. once the woman was inside, she closed the door, carefully locking it and deadbolting it. "sorry, but james won't be joining you tonight."

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i know you probably don’t know that i have a crush on you, but do you really have to walk around the apartment practically naked ??

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closed starter for @carpe-nvctem​ winter & zachary

zachary was sitting with winter after all his classes for the day were done. it felt forever, and all he wanted to see was her. it may not seem like it but he did care about her. the other girls he slept with didn't appeal to him the way she did. winter was... different. there was something unique about her, and the sex was always great. the times they spent together on the couch, eating dinner, anything was always worth looking foward to. they were laying on his couch watching some historical drama on tv and his hand was stroking through her hair. "you know a lot of this stuff was added to these shows for the drama right?" as if there was really witches burned for ridicilous stuff such as having a period.

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closed starter for @sweetsurrcnder​ --- miles and danny

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it all started because he was dragged to some independent small gala by his date. he wasn't much of an art guy, but he could always use some artwork around his house. especially any artwork that was one of a kind. and that's how he met miles. he dicthed his date for the night, and instead brought the starving artist home with him. after a night of rough but great sex, he gave the younger male a suggestion: he could move in and be his playtoy. that meant no bills and anything he wanted, as long as he took care of danny and his needs.

that was a few months ago, and the dynamic was working for the two of them. danny was sitting in his office, on a phone call with one of his clients. he decided to take a few days away from his office building so that he could spend some time with miles. however, he needed to take some of the more important phone calls. as he spoke, he saw the door opening to his office and he was waving whom he assumed was the maid away until he saw miles standing in front of him. danny shook his head, and hit mute so that the person on the other line wouldn't hear him. "not right now, miles. i'm taking a phone call." he instructed the younger male.

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hi! so i'm looking for real lifeplots (the taboo/kinkier/dark the better) and just awesome people to plot with. this can be on either discord or on here. i'm getting the grasp of tumblr rp, so if you want someone who knows their way around... i may not be your girl, sorry! i'm open for mxf, fxf, or mxm! hit me up, or like this post... whatever is easier for you !! my muse page is very incomplete, but i'm always down to talk about them or make new ones! (also if i'm google docs don't work, pls let me know <3)

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sammie knew a long time ago that college wasn't for her, and she was meant to be spoiled. she found more excitment hanging out with partners who could get her whatever she wanted. rather than going to class, sammie would be go with her "lover" to some exotic island, or paris... it was always whatever she wanted, and sammie would give them what they want in return. so when she met lennon, she was immediately taken back by her beauty... and the money was an added bonus. sammie was taking her stuff out of her louis vuitton bags and putting them away in their proper loctions. hearing the voice of the older woman, she smiled as she looked over her shoulder. "i actually didn't believe the GPS at first" she put the location into the GPS almost ten times, because she refused to believe that this is where she was supposed to be staying. who was sammie to say no to something this beautiful anyway? putting the last of her clothes away, she accepted the older woman's hand. "walking in this house is probably all the exercise you need. "

open to m/f/nb ! ( plot: new, secret, live-in sugar baby found on an online website disguised as a maid to hide from the husband )

the only sign of lennon’s arrival was the soft clack of her heels against the hardwood on the third floor. the older woman’s lips parted in a bright smile as she approached the doorframe, white teeth dazzling against the red lipstick. at the sight of the younger’s back, dwarfed by the luxurious bedroom, lennon tapped her knuckles against the door left ajar. “i’m happy to see you getting comfortable.” lennon stepped forward through the doorframe in a strong, fluid motion. the tone of her words was polite, but lennon’s stature was inherently dominating. “i trust you found your way here easy enough. it’s a big home so i understand getting turned around.” lennon punctuated the sentiment with a light, polite chuckle before extending her hand out for the younger to take. “come.” the double entendre flashing a wicked desire behind her eyes. “i’ll give you the grand tour.”

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he had almost forgotten about her orgasm. he usually made a habit to make sure she finished at least once before he came. tonight, he had been so focused on himself. could've been the arguement with the queen earlier that he was getting too familiar with anna. of course he waved it off to her own paranoia. aaron knew he was too familiar with anna, ever since the late night visits started. the times where he came to visit, and the thought of producing a heir never crossed his mind. it was more than just sex at this point. aaron was addicted to her warmth and her touches, and the desperate begs to impregnante her. aaron wanted to make her all his, more than a surrogate that would have to be sent away. when the wave of her orgasm finished, he looked down at her wanting nothing more than to stay on top of her forever. "if not, you know i would love to try it again." he whispered into her ear, carefully biting on her earlobe as he pulled himself away from her. his cock sliding out, along with some of the cum he had planted inside of her. aaron rested beside her, his hand running over her breasts than her stomach that would one day be swollen. "she wants to, but she knows she can't until you're pregnant or people will talk." as if people weren't talking already about this mysterious woman that was added to the court. "and i have the final say to keep you or let you go." so far, aaron had let the queen call the shots which was why he enjoyed the times when she wasn't around more.

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his wife was becoming impatient with keeping anna around, and wondering how she wasn’t pregnant already. as far as his wife knew, his visits with anna were only a couple of times a month. out of those visits over the past few months, the queen wondered how hasn’t anna made a child yet. they could only keep anna around for so long as just “a friend of the queen” before people started to pry more into the situation. aaron didn’t mind it, and often ignored the tyrant his wife would go on. anna offered him somethig that his wife couldn’t- and he was going to take advantage of her warmth until she was gone. he enjoyed filling her up with his cum, the both of them determined to make a heir that would carry on the legacy. breeding her was only part of the fun- her moans and begs were music to his ear. left him feeling hungry and desperate for her. when he was supposed to enjoy sex with his mind, he was picturing the way anna looked naked beneath him and begging to be impregnanted. with anna, a different side of him came out. he looked down into those green hypnotizing eyes and smirked at her. “mhmmm. for nine months, you’ll have a reminder of you laying in bed filled with my cum every night.” he reminded her while using every bit of energy he had to slam himself into her harder. he wanted to show anna just how addicted her was to her. he felt himself getting close as he slowed down his pace and rested his cock inside of her, with his hands holding onto hers as he felt himself shoot his load into her. “that’s right… be a good surrogate. take all of it.” he groaned as he gave her a couple of thrusts as he emptied himself into her. he leaned down to kiss on her neck, roughly biting on her neck in hopes of leaving a mark she would have to hide. aaron knew he shouldn’t, it was one of the rules given by the queen: not to mark her, and for her not to mark him. but aaron didn’t care. after all, he was king and he always had the final say so.

     She didn’t have to wait long after that, didn’t have to beg for much longer, recognising the way the King’s thrusts quickened, the pace so much faster but giving the young woman just enough time and space to get used to it before the explosion of thick, warm seed filled her womb. The young woman felt every spurt, every new droplet of Aaron’s potent cum being deposited in her fertile womanhood, sent deeper and deeper as the King thrust into her a few more times at the end - as if to make sure Anna understood the message, to make sure it was clear. She belonged to him now & would for as long as he pleased. The bite to her neck only sealing that promise as the brunette exploded in an intense orgasm, spurred on by the stinging pain from where the King’s teeth found their place in her tender skin. She shivered, shaking for a few more seconds as the orgasm overwhelmed her entire being & clouded her mind for a moment or two, until she could finally relax fully into the enormous bed, pinned to it with her lover still hovering above her. She loved those moments. when Aaron was in no hurry to go back to his wife’s bed, when they did not yet separate, enjoying the aftermath of pleasure “I think this is the one that finally works.” Anna hummed into the King’s ear, delicately tugging at his hair a moment later, a playful gesture above anything else with just a slither of punishement for biting her so roughly - for marking her skin even though they were not supposed to. The surrogate was not worried about the time it took for the King’s seed to find root within her womb. She had been visited by a healer who assured her it’s simply a new thing her body would have to get used to before deciding to accept a child into her womb. That it would take more time & more tries than what the Queen wanted to allow at first. “I bet the queen wants to get rid of me from the court as soon as possible.”

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danny didn't think of himself as just another one of the guys here. he wasn't terrible, not in the least bit. he knew how far to go, but he couldn't help it when there was a girl here that would allow him to go farther than just touching. just like last night. he met the girl after her shift, and messed around with her in the car and even more at the motel just down the road. then in the morning, he dipped out and went back home before his wife and children woke up. this wasn't his first time. he knew how far to go, and what excuses his wife would and wouldn't believe if she caught him sneaking in. "you're in luck. i'm as real as they get." he commented about himself while smiling at her. he wasn't being cocky, but he cared just as much about taking care of a girl than just fucking. the moment her mouth touched his cock, he leaned his head back as his impatient cock got exactly what it wanted. he smirked at her little comment before watching her give his cock the much needed attention. then, a loud moan escaped his mouth as she rushed right into a fast pace. not giving his body time to adjust to him. "mmm, a girl that doesn't like to waste any time." he liked that. it meant they could get to the best part quicker.

OPEN STARTER  ;; my muse is a stri.pper / s*x worker at a Night Club & your muse is about to get a private show - they can recognise each other, maybe she has a tattoo he knows of, anything that works. possible connections ( but not limited to ): the boss of the Club, a soon-to-be-groom on his stag party, her ex, a boss of a gang/mafia, her professor, taboo connections ( her step/father, mom’s new bf, sister’s boyfriend, uncle, etc ) . list of all kinks here  || please don’t like my starters unless you plan on replying!

      The dim lights of the VIP booth only added to the sensual atmosphere that seemed to work its magic on the men and women who paid hundreds of dollars for a few minutes of bliss, often easily agreeing for an overpriced elongation of their fun if it only meant a few moments of heaven. Anna had just finished getting ready after a stripshow at one of the stages, having just enough time for a quick shower & the usual routine of applying make up, body glitter and some perfume. The sets of lingerie were hanging neatly in rows of the wardrobe, each person working at the Club having their own choice of the outfit for every day and occassion. For this one, the brunette chose a black lace set with belts, garters, a push-up bra that made her already round bosom look even more irresistible & a mask that covered half of her face in a sultry way. Due to the semi-darkness of the VIP booth it was already hard enough to recognise whoever it was that the girls and boys gave shows to, but it never hurt to be on the safer side at keeping their identity private. Angel - because that’s what her nickname for the Club work was - walked into the booth with confidence, purring out a seductive greeting as she closed the door behind her and then slowly moved closer to where the man was sat on the enormous sofa. She didn’t waste a second - each second of the show cost a pretty penny and sometimes clients complained for not getting their money’s worth. “What’s the occassion, baby?” The brunette purred into the man’s ear, standing in-between his legs and bending forward at the waist so the man would have a perfect view of her breasts encased in the flimsy, black lace of her bra “What are you celebrating with me tonight?”

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his wife was becoming impatient with keeping anna around, and wondering how she wasn't pregnant already. as far as his wife knew, his visits with anna were only a couple of times a month. out of those visits over the past few months, the queen wondered how hasn't anna made a child yet. they could only keep anna around for so long as just "a friend of the queen" before people started to pry more into the situation. aaron didn't mind it, and often ignored the tyrant his wife would go on. anna offered him somethig that his wife couldn't- and he was going to take advantage of her warmth until she was gone. he enjoyed filling her up with his cum, the both of them determined to make a heir that would carry on the legacy. breeding her was only part of the fun- her moans and begs were music to his ear. left him feeling hungry and desperate for her. when he was supposed to enjoy sex with his mind, he was picturing the way anna looked naked beneath him and begging to be impregnanted. with anna, a different side of him came out. he looked down into those green hypnotizing eyes and smirked at her. "mhmmm. for nine months, you'll have a reminder of you laying in bed filled with my cum every night." he reminded her while using every bit of energy he had to slam himself into her harder. he wanted to show anna just how addicted her was to her. he felt himself getting close as he slowed down his pace and rested his cock inside of her, with his hands holding onto hers as he felt himself shoot his load into her. "that's right... be a good surrogate. take all of it." he groaned as he gave her a couple of thrusts as he emptied himself into her. he leaned down to kiss on her neck, roughly biting on her neck in hopes of leaving a mark she would have to hide. aaron knew he shouldn't, it was one of the rules given by the queen: not to mark her, and for her not to mark him. but aaron didn't care. after all, he was king and he always had the final say so.

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he couldn’t help himself. there was an agreement between his wife and him: he was only to use the surrogate with her approval. as far as everyone was concerned, anna was just a friend of the queen who was living with them for a while. that was all anyone, except the royal maids, were supposed to know. they didn’t know that behind the scenes, their king was pushing himself into her in hopes of creating a baby… but the pure innocent use of a surrogate was long gone. aaron saw her as much more than that. he found himself sneaking into her room in the middle of the night, while his wife was asleep. anna offered him a lot more than his wife did. he needed more than just missionary or a girl that just laid in bed. he needed a woman that was animated in the bedroom- that would let him do anything. so he wasted little time with foreplay before thrusting himself into anna, while giving her body time to adjust to him… then, she woke up, just like he knew she would. when her body produced just enough juices for him, he sped up his pace, pushing himself inside of her rougher. he wanted to fill her with his seed. when he was finished and back in bed with his wife, he wanted her to still feel him hours later. just like he had been for the past few nights. with her thighs open, he pushed himself into her more as he rocked the bed underneath them. he grunted with each thrust as he looked at his surrogate underneath him. “mmm, do you want me to fill you up? beg for my cum.” he instructed her while slowing his pace down, but pushing himself into her harder and rougher. “tell me how badly you want to carry my baby… my heir.”

      It had started as nothing but a secret for a few weeks, maybe months - until she would fall pregnant with the King’s heir. Then she would be sent away to carry the child for the remaining nine months in peace, away from the court and its stress and dangerous situations. It was supposed to be a few visits at night during her most fertile part of the cycle, it was her duty to accept the King into her bed, between her thighs - allow him to leave her dripping with his fertile, potent seed. But it turned out to more than just a duty. So much more than that. Anna was kept awake on most of the nights these days, excitement coursing through her veins as she waited for the familiar knock on the door of her chambers. There was nothing else she enjoyed more than the pleasure the man kept on bringing her with each new thrust, each new dirty word whispered into her ear. It filled Anna with pride to know that the man couldn’t even lay at his wife’s side through the whole night without having to visit her. “Yes, my Lord.” The brunette groaned, another wave of pleasure filling her, making her close her eyes when Aaron’s thrusts picked up the pace to one even faster, even harder - sending her to the edge of an orgasm within a few movements. “Please, my King, please fill me with your cum, give me your child.” Anna begged, opening her eyes, green orbs looking up at the large man above her with nothing but honesty, nothing but the deeply sated ache to satisfy his every need, his every desire “Get me pregnant, make me swell with your heir.” She moaned, fingernails digging into the sheets they laid on - not allowed to leave any kind of marks upon the King’s body during their lustfilled nights “I need your seed in my womb, my King, please.”

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with the amount of money that danny spent here, he might as well have some stock in this place. this place is what kept him sane and happy enough to carry on with his so called happy life. he had the wife, the kids, the beautiful house- but none of that was enough. it was okay in the moments, but when his dick was hard... he had to run some place else. some place that had absolutely no limits and everything was left up to his imagination. he couldn't see much of the girl in front of her, but he knew that she was beautiful. all the girls here were. her breasts were just perky and big enough to make him happy for the night but his main thought was just how her tight little ass would feel against him. he squeezed harder on her ass, not missing a chance to show her that it was all his for their alloted time. "mmmm, i would love to." he said as he gave one ass cheek a nice little slap as he looked up at her as she danced between his legs. "have you ever let a man, a real man, fuck you in the ass before?" there was a lot of so called men that came into this place or young guys that thought they knew everything but danny knew a lot more about pleasing a woman than they did. his eyes watched the way that her hands moved from her shoulder to his chest... to the bulge building in his jeans. "let me see you work that mouth first, baby girl. get it all nice and wet, so i can slide in you easily. "

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danny loved his wife. he really did. but sometimes…. all the time, she wasn’t enough to satisfy him in bed. he was happy that she let him try some things in bed after they talked about how badly their sex life was… but it wasn’t the same. that had to have came with age, right? probably. his sex drive was all over the place and his wife couldn’t handle it nor could he be open about what he truly want from her. just like every night, he finished as he thought about the stripper from last night that he fucked in the back of his car and then again in a motel. after knowing that his wife was asleep, he slipped out after changing into some jeans and a t-shirt before heading to the strip club he knew all too well. thankfully, his daughter was out so he didn’t have to explain his whereabouts. after paying the money for his usual private dance, he waited in the VIP room until the dancer walked in through the door. she was a beauty… tiny, but that was the type of girl he enjoyed most. he sat back in the chair as angel moved between his legs and he got a good glance at the breasts being offered to him. “just feeling lonely tonight, and i want something… something special.” it wasn’t a lie. he reached to grab onto her ass, knowing there was no limits in this club. “i was hoping your nice ass could cheer me up.” he teased while rubbing his palm around on her ass.

       The brunette arched a brow, a small smirk tugging upon her lips as she felt the man’s hands reaching straight for her ass - no shyness, no hesitation. The rules of the Club were simple - if you paid enough, you could do whatever you wanted, as long as the girls & boys working there agreed. And she was more than willing. The man’s voice was making her shiver, it was so silky, so low, going straight to her core and making her womanhood ache. She wondered what the man looked like in bright light because what she saw in the shadowed, barely lit room, was definitely more than appealing. His face was hidden, mostly, barely a few sharp lines and the shape of the man’s jaw and an overall shadow of his silhouette registering in her eyes - and Anna ached to see more, to touch. “Something special, baby?” The brunette purred, slowly moving closer so that the man’s hands would have easier access to her perky ass covered by the delicate lace of her panties “I see.” She grinned, her hips swaying side to side, giving the client a little bit of a dance to the music playing in the background “Do you want to fuck my ass, baby?” The woman asked - no need for playing around, no need for teasing, they had a strict amount of time to have their fun and she didn’t want to have the man pay all that money and not get anything in return. Besides, it wasn’t like she hated the idea of having a nice, hard cock fucking her in various positions in the room. Anna let her hands wander, from his shoulders down the stranger’s chest and stomach and towards his crotch where she paused for a moment, pressing against the bulge “Or should I offer my mouth, first?”

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danny loved his wife. he really did. but sometimes.... all the time, she wasn't enough to satisfy him in bed. he was happy that she let him try some things in bed after they talked about how badly their sex life was... but it wasn't the same. that had to have came with age, right? probably. his sex drive was all over the place and his wife couldn't handle it nor could he be open about what he truly want from her. just like every night, he finished as he thought about the stripper from last night that he fucked in the back of his car and then again in a motel. after knowing that his wife was asleep, he slipped out after changing into some jeans and a t-shirt before heading to the strip club he knew all too well. thankfully, his daughter was out so he didn't have to explain his whereabouts. after paying the money for his usual private dance, he waited in the VIP room until the dancer walked in through the door. she was a beauty... tiny, but that was the type of girl he enjoyed most. he sat back in the chair as angel moved between his legs and he got a good glance at the breasts being offered to him. "just feeling lonely tonight, and i want something... something special." it wasn't a lie. he reached to grab onto her ass, knowing there was no limits in this club. "i was hoping your nice ass could cheer me up." he teased while rubbing his palm around on her ass.

OPEN STARTER  ;; my muse is a stri.pper / s*x worker at a Night Club & your muse is about to get a private show - they can recognise each other, maybe she has a tattoo he knows of, anything that works. possible connections ( but not limited to ): the boss of the Club, a soon-to-be-groom on his stag party, her ex, a boss of a gang/mafia, her professor, taboo connections ( her step/father, mom’s new bf, sister’s boyfriend, uncle, etc ) . list of all kinks here  || please don’t like my starters unless you plan on replying!

      The dim lights of the VIP booth only added to the sensual atmosphere that seemed to work its magic on the men and women who paid hundreds of dollars for a few minutes of bliss, often easily agreeing for an overpriced elongation of their fun if it only meant a few moments of heaven. Anna had just finished getting ready after a stripshow at one of the stages, having just enough time for a quick shower & the usual routine of applying make up, body glitter and some perfume. The sets of lingerie were hanging neatly in rows of the wardrobe, each person working at the Club having their own choice of the outfit for every day and occassion. For this one, the brunette chose a black lace set with belts, garters, a push-up bra that made her already round bosom look even more irresistible & a mask that covered half of her face in a sultry way. Due to the semi-darkness of the VIP booth it was already hard enough to recognise whoever it was that the girls and boys gave shows to, but it never hurt to be on the safer side at keeping their identity private. Angel - because that’s what her nickname for the Club work was - walked into the booth with confidence, purring out a seductive greeting as she closed the door behind her and then slowly moved closer to where the man was sat on the enormous sofa. She didn’t waste a second - each second of the show cost a pretty penny and sometimes clients complained for not getting their money’s worth. “What’s the occassion, baby?” The brunette purred into the man’s ear, standing in-between his legs and bending forward at the waist so the man would have a perfect view of her breasts encased in the flimsy, black lace of her bra “What are you celebrating with me tonight?”

[sinnamon-licious]

he had just waken up after getting a phone call from his dad about something business related... something that he didn't care about so early in the morning. but here he was anyway, wide awake. he decided to get ready, brushing his teeth and fixing his hair but decided to stay in his pajamas. then he entered the kitchen and saw anna doing exactly what he trained her to do- cook for him. she started out as a little toy for him to play with when he got bored but she quickly turned into something much more than that. almost like a girlfriend, refusing to give her the title in case she decided to start slacking in her duties. he smiled at the food and thanked her... but after last night, he had something else on his mind. he enjoyed when she made him breakfast. she made everything so perfect, but there was times when all he wanted was just her milk. to drink her nipples from her nipples until they hurt. it wasn't often, but sometimes he wanted to treat himself with something a little special. he pulled her into his lap and exposed the breast he had been sucking on last night. his mouth touched on her nipples, gently licking around it before sucking just enough to get a rise out of her before he responded to her. "don't you want to be my breafkast?" he asked her while flicking a finger over her senseitive nipple. he looked up at her and smiled while grabbing onto her breast roughly. "we don't want your milk to go to waste, baby." matt told her while moving her nipple into her mouth. he began to suck on it... this time harder than before in hopes of drawing milk from it. one hand squeezed onto her breast while the other rubbed on her thighs.

BREAKFAST || SMUT STARTER

( possible: bf&gf, master&sub, owner&sex sla*e, free use plots, forbidden connections, any relationship that works. kinks: lactation/nursing ( on its own or as part of a breeding kink ), breasts play, toys, cum play, crea*pies, age difference, more here || please don’t like my starters unless you plan on replying! )

     “Good morning.” Anna hummed quietly when she heard the man walking into the room. She was up since half an hour ago, preparing breakfast for both of them, behaving like a perfect little girlfriend/submissive/toy/omega/etc. She knew what her man needed first thing in the morning, the eggs and toast already waiting on the table in the dining room and she grabbed two cups full of coffee and brought them over as well. “Here you go, black coffee for you and tea for me.” The brunette smiled at the man as he sat in his favorite chair and she was about to turn around and walk away when his hand grabbed onto her wrist. Anna didn’t resist as he tugged her closer, making her stand in-between his spread legs. She didn’t complain at all when he tugged the collar of the large shirt off of her shoulder and then lower & LOWER until one, dusky pink and hardened nipple peeked out from underneath the fabric. Her arm wrapped loosely around the man’s neck when he brought her closer, a rather loud and unlady-like moan escaping her throat when his lips wrapped around the sensitive nub. “Yes.” Anna hummed, her head thrown back, pushing her round breasts even more into his reach, wordlessly begging for more of the pleasurable attention. She had been aching for it since they fucked last night, her entire body burning from the inside, starved for his cum and kisses. “You should eat your breakfast.” The brunette added after another moment, not at all happy about what she was saying but knowing he needed the energy for an entire day at work “Oh shit.”