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shaisuki ยท 9 months
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men who loves the idea of tying you up.
you're standing bare and naked in front of them. watch as they grab the rope. coiling the strands in their fingers as they struck the rope in their palms. the contact of the rope in their hand makes a resounding thud. they are walking towards you. their eyes rake in the sight of your plump body as they encircle you.
"stay still for me, pretty girl."
they would murmur. drags the rope in your skin. you can feel the roughness of the rope, sending tingling sensations throughout your body. strikes the rope in your skin, your flesh ripples at the contact. goosebumps rising to the very edge of your existence. they watch in astonishment at the reaction your body speaks for you. licking their lips in excitement. you were perfect for this and so they began entangling you with the ropes.
"such perfect body you have, baby."
he says, you only reply with a "thank you, sir." it's still difficult to receive the compliments when you're away from what a body should be deemed by society but still, in their eyes you're body is perfect to them. perfect for them to manipulate and mold into what they desire. you, being bounded by ropes is with a hidden agenda for them. appreciating the art they are creating with your body as the canvass and the paint. they are the artist.
"be an obedient girl for me."
they would compliment as they ran the ropes around the expanse of your flesh. fingers ghosting through the bare flesh, sending shivers down your spine. you can feel the rigid texture of the rope biting at your flesh when their deft and skillful fingers tightens around your skin. flexing your muscles bound and the rope would only get tighter.
"you're a fucking art, baby."
he can't help but to curse under his breathe. admiring the masterpiece he created with you. your soft tummy hanging, tits spilling in the confines of the rope. hands tied back. your stretch marks and the scars in display for him to see. you're a masterpiece yourself and his ego couldn't get any bigger than seeing you bounded by the ropes.
"say the word."
he tells you. it's not only his pleasure but yours too. say the word and he's stopping. replying with a assurance that you're going to fine, he raises the cloth. covering your eyes as he tied a knot behind your head. surroundings turning black and you can hear your breath, the beat of your heart and everything.
"good girl."
praising in his hot sultry voice that leaves you bothered and hot. he smirks at the effect he have on you. sweet little thing you are. his fingers already making it's appearance in your skin. he can finally worship his art. he has you under his control and you can't deny him nor hide from him. you're all his to manipulate and the exploration begins.
his thick fingers plunges in your tight hole. it's only for a brief moment before his hands splays over the flesh of your thighs. slaps the skin there making it jiggle and god did he love hearing you moan. your little gasps escaping in your pretty lips. he's not done with you yet. his fingers catch your sensitive buds, rolls it between his index fingers and thumb. suckle into it, like you have milk for him to taste.
it would be no fun if he doesn't tease you and so it begins the sweet torture. leaving you begging and crying for him.
"make me cum, sir." you beg, your body shaking from the high he doesn't grant to you. leaving you sopping wet but you can't do anything.
"patience, baby. will you do that for me?" he assures you and you nod. "yes, sir." swallowing the sobs, confident he'll give you the high you're chasing for.
true he is to his words but not this time. he needs more. your body is a wonder and it needs to be explored. he got all the time in the world for this. let him control you for all you're worth and guaranteed he will give you the pleasure you're begging for.
๐†๐„๐“๐Ž, ๐ญ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข, ๐†๐Ž๐‰๐Ž, ๐๐€๐๐€๐Œ๐ˆ, ๐Œ๐ˆ๐“๐’๐”๐˜๐€, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ, ๐Š๐ˆ๐’๐€๐Š๐ˆ, ๐ก๐š๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ข ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ง๐š๐จ๐ญ๐จ, ๐“๐€๐ˆ๐‰๐”, ๐๐„๐๐ˆ๐Œ๐€๐‘๐”,๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ญ, ๐€๐Š๐ˆ๐“๐€๐‘๐”, ๐€๐ˆ๐™๐€๐–๐€, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ, ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐†๐€๐‘๐€๐Š๐ˆ, ๐‘๐„๐Ž, ๐›๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐š, ๐„๐†๐Ž, ๐ˆ๐“๐Ž๐’๐‡๐ˆ ๐๐‘๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘๐’, ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ฒ๐š, ๐Œ๐€๐Š๐ˆ๐Œ๐€, ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐›๐ž, ๐“๐„๐๐†๐„๐, ๐Œ๐”๐™๐€๐, ๐‡๐€๐†๐€๐๐„๐™๐”๐Š๐€, ๐€๐Š๐€๐€๐’๐‡๐ˆ, ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐“๐„๐๐ƒ๐Ž๐”, ๐ค๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐จ, ๐Œ๐ˆ๐˜๐€ ๐“๐–๐ˆ๐๐’, ๐Ž๐ˆ๐Š๐€๐–๐€, ๐Š๐ˆ๐“๐€, ๐ฌ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š, ๐ˆ๐–๐€๐ˆ๐™๐”๐Œ๐ˆ, ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐จ, ๐’๐€๐Š๐”๐’๐€ [๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ]
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shaisuki ยท 9 months
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๏ฝกโ€งหšสšยฐษžหšโ€ง๏ฝก โ”€โ”€โ”€ A FAMILY WITH YOU
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life was going well for osamu.
after high school and establishing his onigiri business, food is his passion after all then it comes to marrying his high school sweetheart, you.
married for five years and counting. marriage life is sweet and dandy with a few rocks in the road and osamu knew that it's part of marrying the person he loves and every married couples had been on that road before but there's something else that he craves for. a family with you.
he knew it will come sooner or later. respecting the decision you were still not ready and the shop needs another hand in managing it which he understands but still.
osamu who got that kind smile whenever a kid would delightfully eat the onigiri he made which he's proud of and ruffles the hair of the kid who tell him personally that it was delicious. it always is.
osamu imagines it, a mini version of him or you. possibly both. gazing behind at you in the counter where you placed the orders in their respective tables. smiling at the little kid seated between their parents and cooing at the toddler who has been making grabby hands at you. motherhood suits you best.
osamu can wait. he can wait. that what he tells to himself.
the resolution flew out of the window the moment he got you folded underneath him.
your legs tucked between your chest and his while you creamed for the nth time at that night.
"just wan' you to make me a daddy..."
he tell you while his hips snaps brutally against yours making you cry out. your nails digging crescents in his back. sheen of sweat coating you both while he whispers all the things he wants to do with you.
"you goin' to be a good mama, don't you?"
"i know you will. so good to me, baby. fuck."
the bed creaks while he kept repeating those phrases. his heavy balls slapping against your ass the more he pounds into you. the desperation of filling you up and making him a daddy taking a toll on him. like a man possessed with the desire of feeling the joy of having a family with you.
his daydreams and dreams filled with your round tummy. breasts heavy with milk. wide hips so lush and stretch marks decorating them. he would be with you in every steps of your pregnancy. watch your baby suckles in your breasts. milk leaking out and he'll have a taste of it.
"samuuu...." you moaned out while his huge cock fills you up. your legs burning into numbness while he fucks the living daylights out of you. your tummy squished into folds and you don't know if you can feel still your pussy anymore from being pounded roughly by your husband.
"you will going to be my baby mama, right?"
you can only nod with tears in your eyes, too drunk in the pleasure of getting fucked roughly. there's a another wave of pleasure rolling inside you.
osamu kissed you roughly when you nodded. he can't wait to have a baby in your arms and a toddler behind his head. gripping his hair with drool dripping at him while it excitedly points at something and happily garbling in his gibberish words.
that topples osamu to his pleasure. buried to the hilt, his balls slaps to your ass while you milked him for all he's worth and filling you up with copious amounts of his cum that will surely knock you up in no time.
there will no positive pregnancy test soon but osamu will surely enjoy the process of baby-making with you. making sure you're stuffed full of his cum every night.
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