#Manual Penetration Testing

[yethiconsulting]

How AI and Machine Learning Are Shaping the Future of QA Automation

AI and Machine Learning (ML) are revolutionizing QA automation by making testing smarter, faster, and more efficient. Traditional automation focuses on repetitive tasks, but AI-driven testing adds predictive capabilities, helping teams deliver higher-quality software with less effort.

Self-Healing Test Scripts:

AI helps create self-healing scripts that adapt to changes in the application’s UI or structure, reducing test maintenance.

Predictive Analytics:

ML algorithms analyze historical QA automation test data to predict failures and identify high-risk areas, enabling teams to focus on critical issues.

Intelligent Test Generation:

AI can generate and prioritize test cases automatically based on application behavior and user interactions, improving test coverage.

Defect Detection and Root Cause Analysis:

AI-powered tools detect anomalies, classify bugs, and suggest fixes, accelerating the debugging process.

Natural Language Processing (NLP):

NLP-based tools allow testers to create test scripts using plain English, reducing the need for extensive coding knowledge.

As AI and ML continue to evolve, they will transform QA automation from reactive to proactive testing, ensuring faster releases with fewer bugs. Embracing these technologies is key for organizations aiming to stay competitive in the fast-paced software industry.

[mssishipi]

say cheese — pjs, sjy

— in which jake and jay capture the most beautiful, fucked-out masterpiece on film.

warning: explicit content (smut), threesome (rough dom jay, soft dom jake, sub reader), blowjob, deep throating, facial, unprotected sex, multiple sex position, hentai like expressions, picture taking, some mxm scene (don't like? don't read), double vaginal penetration, straight up porn. MDNI.

note: this is rotting in my drafts, i really need to clean since my storage are full (128 gb is not enough for my fucking files lol)

"I can't believe you spent a hundred dollars on a Polaroid camera."

You huffed, arms crossed as you stared at Jake, who was grinning ear to ear while unboxing his parcel. Across the room, Jay chuckled, his fingers absentmindedly adjusting the tuning pegs on his guitar.

Jake barely acknowledged your complaint, too absorbed in peeling away the tape and lifting the lid of the box. His eyes practically sparkled as he gently pulled out the camera, running his fingers over its smooth surface.

"I've been jealous of my friends showing off their Polaroid pictures—sticking them on their phone cases, tucking them into their wallets, pinning them to their walls," Jake explained, turning the camera over in his hands. "I just had to get one for myself. Besides, Polaroid film is so aesthetic. I wanna start a collection."

You scoffed, unimpressed. "We have a printer, you know. I could literally edit a photo with a Polaroid frame and print it out for you. Same look, less money wasted."

Jake shot you an incredulous glance, his nose scrunching slightly before he turned back to the instruction manual. "It’s not the same," he muttered, flipping through the tiny booklet.

Jay, who had finally set his guitar down on its stand, stretched his arms before strolling over. "You know what’s so special about Polaroid photos?" he mused, plopping down beside Jake and watching as he struggled to insert the film. "It’s the fact that it’s a one-time shot. No retakes, no backups. That exact moment, captured forever in its rawest form. And because there's only one copy, it's yours alone. It makes it feel... special."

You raised a skeptical brow, watching the two of them fumble with the camera like a pair of kids assembling a Lego set. 

"It's called being practical," you said, holding up two fingers in a peace sign to emphasize the word.

Jake finally managed to snap the film cartridge into place, and the camera let out a satisfying click. He gasped in delight, shaking Jay’s shoulder. "It’s in! It's ready!"

Jay grinned, leaning back on his hands. "Then take a test shot. Let’s see if it works."

Jake eagerly lifted the camera, aiming it at you. Your eyes widened. "Wait, no—"

Click.

A soft whirring sound filled the room as the camera ejected the developing photo. Jake snatched it up, waving it in the air with excitement. "Ohh, this is gonna be so good."

You groaned, covering your face. "I wasn’t ready!"

"That’s the beauty of it!" Jake beamed. Jay laughed, watching as the image slowly began to take shape. "If you hate it, just take another one."

You shot him a deadpan look. "Defeats the whole ‘one-time special moment’ argument, don’t you think?"

You leaned in to get a better look at the Polaroid in Jake’s hand. The moment your eyes landed on it, your mouth fell open in horror. Your expression in the photo was atrocious—wide eyes, lips slightly parted, caught mid-protest.

Jake, instantly reading your mind, grinned wickedly. Just as you reached to snatch the photo, he yanked his hand up, holding it high above his head. "Oh-ho, no way! This is a masterpiece!" he cackled, his laughter echoing through the room.

"Jake, give it!" You lunged, but he danced backward, still laughing, the Polaroid waving mockingly in his grip.

"Throw it away, fuck you!" you huffed, but instead of complying, Jake grinned and tossed the photo to Jay.

"Catch!"

Jay snatched it midair, immediately taking off across the room. Your eyes widened. "No—Jay, don’t you dare!" 

The room erupted into chaos. You bolted after him, but before you could get close, Jake grabbed you around the waist, locking his arms around you in a tight hold.

"Not so fast!" he teased, holding you back as you squirmed in his grip, your feet kicking wildly, arms flailing in a desperate attempt to break free.

"Give it!" you shrieked, voice pitching with sheer indignation. "I’ll let you guys take another one—just give it to me!"

Jay stood on the couch, tilting the Polaroid in his hand as he examined it with an amused hum. His gaze flickered toward you, still trapped in Jake’s arms, your face twisted in frustration.

"I need a Polaroid to display in my wallet too," he mused casually.

You rolled your eyes and marched toward him, reaching for the photo, but Jay smirked and lifted it just out of reach.

"You can take a picture of me anytime and display it however you want," you huffed, stretching on your toes. "But not this one."

Jay watched, clearly entertained, as you finally managed to snatch the photo from his hand. You immediately scowled at the image. 

"We need a lot of photos with you," Jake chimed in from behind. Ignoring them, you dropped onto the couch, still glaring at the Polaroid.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just need to fix my hair first before we take another one."

Before you could move, Jake suddenly wrapped his arms around you again from behind, pulling you close against his chest. You barely had a second to react before he pressed a soft kiss to the side of your neck, his warm breath ghosting over your skin.

"No need for that, love," he murmured, his voice low and affectionate.

You stiffened, gripping the Polaroid tightly, heat rising to your face. Jay raised an eyebrow, watching the two of you with a smirk.

“Tongue out, baby,” Jake groaned, gripping his cock, his one hand holding the camera as his eyes locked onto your flushed face. 

You knelt before them, naked, skin damp with sweat.  The heat of their gazes burned into you. 

Obediently, you let your tongue slip out, and beside him, Jay let out a low groan, his fist working himself faster at the sight.

The sharp click of the Polaroid camera echoed through the room, the flash blinding for a second. Before you could even register the moment, Jay’s fingers tangled into your hair, yanking you forward.

A startled gasp left your lips before his cock pushed past them, the thick weight of him filling your mouth. You choked out a moan, hands gripping your knees, keeping still as his grip tightened.

"Fuck—just like that," Jay hissed, forcing you down further, his other hand fisting his base as he watched you struggle to take him. His grip was rough, tugging you back only to shove you down again, setting a ruthless rhythm. 

Tears pricked your eyes, spit dribbling down your chin as you gagged around Jay’s cock. Beside him, Jake smirked, watching intently, his own fist gliding lazily over his length. 

Click.

“Fuck,” Jake groaned, lowering the camera slightly, his gaze trailing over you—your swollen lips stretched around Jay, your flushed cheeks stained with tears. "So beautiful."

Jay chuckled breathlessly, his grip tightening in your hair as he angled your face toward the camera. “Yeah? Then let’s give him another good shot, baby.”

Without warning, he pushed deeper, his cock sliding past the tight ring of your throat. You gagged, body jerking, but Jay only moaned, holding you there, forcing you to take it.

“Holy shit,” Jake exhaled, capturing the moment with another click. His eyes darkened as he watched your lashes flutter, the way your throat contracted around Jay. “Hold it, baby. Just a little longer.”

"Me too, please."

Jake grabbed your free hand, guiding it to his cock, groaning the second your fingers wrapped around him. He was hot and heavy in your grip, pulsing with need, and as soon as you started stroking, he let out a low whine.

“Ahhh, you're so fucking sexy,” he breathed, hips twitching upward, fucking into your fist as he snapped another photo.

The Polaroid films were scattered across the floor in messy disarray—blurry flashes of you on your knees, your lips stretched around Jay, your eyes glossy with tears, your hand wrapped around Jake. Each moment captured, each one more obscene than the last.

Jay let out a sharp breath, his grip in your hair unrelenting as he started thrusting into your mouth. Your throat tightened around him, gagging as he pushed deeper, his groans growing desperate. Jake wasn’t any better, fucking into your palm, his breath coming out in ragged pants.

You forced your head back, Jay’s cock slipping from your swollen lips with a lewd pop as you turned your attention to Jake. His breath hitched, eyes blown wide as you wrapped your mouth around him, tongue swirling over the tip before sinking down.

"Fuck—" Jake groaned, head tipping back, his grip tightening on the camera as he barely managed to snap another photo.

Your hands worked them both—one stroking Jay’s slick length, squeezing just right, while your tongue alternated between them, switching back and forth, keeping them both on edge.

Jay hissed, hips twitching into your grip, his thumb swiping over your cheek, smearing spit across your flushed skin. “So fucking greedy,” he muttered, watching the way you licked up Jake’s shaft before turning back to him, taking him down again.

Jake cursed, his free hand gripping the back of your head, guiding you down further. 

Jay shifted, slipping from your grasp, moving behind you instead. Your mouth slipped from Jake’s cock, a needy whine escaping you as Jay manhandled you into position.

"I need to fuck you so bad," Jay murmured against your ear, his hands gripping your waist. 

You hummed in response, too focused on the way Jake kneel to adjust and tugged you back toward his cock. Obediently, you opened your mouth again, tongue flicking over the head before sinking down. Your head bobbed eagerly, taking him deep, and both of them chuckled at your desperation.

“Such a good girl,” Jake groaned, brushing your hair back to get a better view.

Behind you, Jay spread your ass cheeks, groaning at the sight of your glistening cunt, slick and ready for him. His cock pressed against your entrance, sliding slowly along your folds, teasing—rubbing against your labia, down to your clit, making you moan around Jake’s length.

Jay watched as your pussy clenched around nothing, making his cock throb. He let out a shaky breath, leaning down to press open-mouthed kisses along your spine, trailing up to your nape before whispering filth into your ear.

“So fucking hungry,” he groaned. “Let me feed this needy little pussy.”

Then, without warning, he pushed inside.

A sharp squeal tore from your throat, body jolting forward at the sudden stretch, but Jake was there, his grip firm on the back of your head, keeping you in place.

“Stay still, baby,” Jake murmured, voice low and commanding. Behind you, Jay’s fingers dug into your stomach, trapping you against him as he bottomed out, your walls squeezing around his cock.

“Fuck,” Jay groaned, his head falling to your shoulder as he felt you pulse around him. “You’re so fucking tight." His hands moved up, grabbing your breast, kneading the soft flesh with slow, deliberate squeezes.

Jake’s breath came in heavy, his cock twitching against your tongue as he shakily lifted the camera. His fingers gripped it tight, the moment too perfect to miss.

Click.

Jay smirked at the flash, looking directly into the camera, his cock buried deep inside you while his hands continued to toy with your body. Meanwhile, your face was a wreck, tears clinging to your lashes, cheeks flushed, mouth stretched full around Jake’s cock. 

"Try to smile for the next photos, hmm?" Jake murmured, brushing his fingers over your cheek, smearing your spit and tears.

“Yeah,” Jay mused. “Give the camera a pretty little smile while we ruin you.”

Both of them started to move, fast and rough.

Their moans turned breathless, high-pitched with pleasure as they used your body, stretching you open, leaving no part of you untouched. Your tears kept falling, slipping down your cheeks as you struggled to keep up.

Jay’s hands roamed everywhere, gripping your waist, squeezing your breasts, trailing down to your stomach, pressing against the outline of his cock buried deep inside you. Meanwhile, Jake was losing himself above you, his head tilting back, jaw slack as his hips stuttered, his tip hitting the back of your throat over and over.

"Hey, give her mouth a little break," Jay gritted out between clenched teeth, his pace never faltering as he slammed into you from behind. His fingers dug deeper into your hips, anchoring you in place.

Jake groaned, looking down at you, watching the way your lips stretched around him. 

He clicked his tongue, brushing damp hair from your face. “Tired already, baby?” he cooed, his thumb swiping over your puffy bottom lip. “Alright… but don’t think we’re done yet.”

With a final, slow drag of his cock over your tongue, he pulled out, tapping the tip against your cheek, smearing precum over your flushed skin. He sat back, stroking himself lazily as he watched Jay take over completely, his smirk growing as he reached for the camera again.

“Guess it’s time for some close-ups.” 

You squealed as Jay’s thrusts turned brutal. His hand went to your face, fingers pressing into your cheeks, forcing your lips into a soft pout as he fucked you harder.

Click. 

Jake adjusted his angle, the camera capturing everything—the way Jay was ruining you from behind, the exhaustion in your glossy eyes. His own cock twitched as he positioned himself between you both, rubbing the leaking tip against your flushed lips.

"Come on, my love. Smile." Jay’s voice was teasing as he whisper it. 

You tried—forced out a tired, dazed smile, your mind was too hazy with the pleasure. Click.

Jay groaned at the sight, gripping your chin to turn your face toward him, pressing a hot, messy kiss against your parted lips.

Jake chuckled, the shutter clicking again. Click.

Jay growled against your mouth, his pace turning erratic, slamming into you even deeper, hitting your sweet spot over and over. Your moans came out in broken cries.

Suddenly, Jay pulled away from your lips, his grip never loosening on your waist as he reached for Jake’s cock, guiding it into his own mouth.

Jake cursed under his breath, his thighs trembling as Jay’s lips wrapped around him, tongue flicking over the tip. You whined at the sight, leaning in without hesitation, your tongue trailing along the base, tracing every vein where Jay wasn’t covering.

“F-Fuck,” Jake gasped, his camera shaking slightly in his hand as he struggled to focus. His hips twitched, his body torn between watching and giving in to the overwhelming pleasure of both your mouths.

He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to steady the camera. Click.

The flash illuminated the scene—Jay sucking him off, your tongue lapping at his shaft, eyes eager with lust.

Jay pulled off with a slick pop, stroking Jake lazily. "Shit, you’re shaking already?" he teased, glancing up at him through heavy lids.

Jake let out a shaky breath, smirking despite himself. “Hard not to when you two look this good.” He ran a hand through his hair, barely holding back a groan as Jay flicked his tongue over the slit again.

Meanwhile, Jay’s thrusts never faltered, still driving into you, keeping you stretched around him. His free hand snaked back to your clit, rubbing it in slow circles that had you whining into Jake’s skin.

“Go on, baby,” Jay murmured, glancing down at you. “Make him cum.”

Jay pulled away, straightening his back, leaving you alone with Jake’s cock. You didn’t hesitate, immediately taking him back into your mouth, your lips wrapping around him as your moans vibrated against his length. The brutal pace Jay set behind you only made it messier, your body keening, your cries muffled as Jake groaned, watching you struggle to take it all.

Tears spilled freely down your cheeks when Jake decided to thrust deeper, fucking into your throat without mercy. Your gag reflex flared, but you took it, letting him use you, letting Jay ruin you from behind.

“Shit,” Jake hissed, his fingers tightening in your hair, keeping you in place as his hips twitched forward. “You look so fucking good like this—choking on my cock while he splits you open.”

Jay groaned, his head falling back, completely lost in the way your cunt clenched around him, sucking him in tighter. 

"She's about to cum," Jay told Jake, voice breathless and strained. “She’s squeezing me so fucking tight.”

Jake gritted his teeth, looking down at you, he bites his lips as his stomach coiled painfully tight at the sight.

“Fuck—I’m gonna cum too,” he muttered, his hips jerking forward, his cock twitching on your tongue.

Jay let out a strained chuckle between moans. "Fuuuck, already? Goddamn," he whined, barely keeping himself together as he felt you pulse around him.

He pressed two fingers against your swollen clit, this time he rubbed it with ruthless, desperate circles.

"Come on, baby," Jay gritted out, his thrusts turning messy. "Cum for us—fuck, I wanna feel you shake."

Jake groaned as you whimpered around him, your body twitching violently, your thighs squeezing shut as the overwhelming pleasure took over. You couldn’t hold it back, your orgasm slammed into you, your walls clamping down so hard on Jay’s cock that it had him cursing, his rhythm faltering.

“Fuck—fuck, there you go, baby,” Jake grunted, watching your body shudder, the way your moans vibrated around his cock. With a sharp inhale, he pulled away, a thin string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock. He replaced your hand with his own, stroking himself fast as he positioned the camera again, angling it just right to capture everything.

Your body still trembling from Jay’s relentless thrusts, but you forced your eyes open, letting your tongue loll out in anticipation.

"Paint me with your cum, 'Ikeu." 

Jake cursed under his breath, his hips stuttering as his orgasm hit. Hot ropes of cum spurted across your face, dripping down your cheeks, your lips, your tongue—just as the camera shutter snapped.

Click.

Jay grunted, his grip firm as he pulled you away from Jake's arms, his hands cupping your breasts, pressing your back flush against his chest. He carried you effortlessly, not once slipping out of you as he moved toward the couch.

You whimpered, your walls clamping down hard around him. Settling onto the couch, Jay wasted no time—his arms slid under your thighs, forcing your legs wide apart, keeping you completely open for him and Jake to see. His forearms bracing your trembling body as your hands clung to him for support.

He slammed into you again. The force had you crying out, your back arching. Your vision blurred, as the tears continue spilling freely down your cheeks.

Jake groaned at the sight, his cock twitching as he looked around at the polaroids scattered across the floor—each one capturing every filthy moment, every ruined expression on your face.

“Take it, take it, take it!” Jay gritted out, his focus solely on the way your pussy clenched around him, sucking him in with every thrust.

Your breasts bounced with each movement, the force of his strokes sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. He was hitting that spot—that spot—so perfectly that your screams filled the room once again.

Your dazed eyes locked onto Jake, who was fisting his half-hard cock, watching the two of you with dark, hooded eyes. The moment he noticed you staring, he smirked and raised the camera again.

“Say cheese,” he teased, voice dripping with amusement.

Jay tilted his head over your shoulder, making sure to be in the shot, his cock still sliding in and out of you, the slick sound echoing in the air. Your body was trembling, overstimulated beyond reason, but somehow, you managed to raise a shaky hand in a peace sign, your eyes half-lidded, a ruined little smile tugging at your lips.

Jake grinned, angling the camera just right. Click. And by that time the flash illuminated, your orgasm hits.

“Ahh—fuck! Yes!” You screamed, your body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through you. Your walls fluttered, tightening so brutally around Jay that he nearly lost control.

Jay cursed under his breath, slowing his thrusts for a moment, trying to hold back the heat coiling in his stomach. Your pussy was gripping him too damn tight, milking him, begging for him to spill inside—but he wasn’t ready to give in. Not yet.

Still catching his breath, he smirked down at Jake. “Come here,” he panted, gripping your thighs tighter. “We’re gonna get a shot of you, too.”

Jake’s eyes darkened, his smirk widening as he give the camera to you. He knelt between your trembling legs, his hands gripping your thighs as he leaned in.

The moment his tongue met your clit, you jolted, a sharp gasp leaving your lips as fresh overstimulation crashed into you. Your fingers instantly tangled into his hair, pulling him closer as he flicked his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves, sucking softly.

Jay groaned, feeling every little tremor of pleasure ripple through you, feeling the way your walls pulsed around him as Jake devoured you.

“Shit,” Jay exhaled, his grip bruising on your hips. “You better get a good fucking shot of this, baby.”

He grabbed your trembling hand, guiding you to lift the camera. Your fingers barely steadied around it before the flash went off—click.

The image burned behind your lids for a second—Jake between your legs, tongue out, teasing your swollen clit while Jay’s cock was still buried deep inside you.

A whimper left your lips, your body shuddering violently as the pleasure became unbearable. Your legs tried to close instinctively, but Jake was quick to push them apart again, palms against your thighs.

“Stay open,” he muttered, his lips brushing over your slick folds. “Let me taste all of it.”

A drawn-out moan escaped you as Jake trailed his tongue lower, licking along the outline of Jay’s cock stretching you open. The sensation sent a shiver up Jay’s spine, his head falling back as he groaned.

“Fuck, Jake—” Jay gritted his teeth, feeling the wet heat of his boyfriend's mouth so close to where he was buried inside you.

Jake hummed in response, the vibration making you both shudder before he dipped lower, his tongue sliding over the mess of your fluids dripping down. Then, without warning, he took Jay’s balls into his mouth, sucking lightly, his hands still keeping your legs spread wide.

Jay let out a strangled moan, his grip on your hips tightening. “Stop for a moment—I don’t wanna cum yet,” he gritted out.

Jake pulled away from Jay just to latch onto your clit again, sucking hard. The sudden jolt of pleasure made you gasp, your back arching as another wave of heat surged through your body.

Jay smirked at your reaction, his hands sliding up your trembling torso. His fingers found your nipples, rolling them between his fingertips before giving them a sharp pinch. You cried out, your thighs twitching against Jake’s face, but he only held you down harder.

Jay started moving again—slow, teasing thrusts that had you gripping the camera weakly, your fingers struggling to keep hold as your body trembled under their combined assault. Every part of you was being used, overstimulated to the point of madness, and you could barely process the sensations anymore.

“Jake, open up,” Jay breathed. Jake lifted his chin from your stomach, parting his lips obediently. 

“Ready the camera,” Jay commanded, his gaze flicking to you. Your fingers trembled as you struggled to lift it, your body still reeling from their touch.

Then, without hesitation, Jay pushed three fingers past Jake’s lips, pressing them deep onto his tongue. Jake groaned, his lashes fluttering as he hollowed his cheeks around them. The sight had your breath hitching, your grip on the camera weak as you barely managed to angle it. Click.

Jay smirked, watching the way Jake took his fingers so easily, how his lips stretched around them, drool beginning to pool at the corners of his mouth.

Slowly, he pulled his fingers free, only to bring them down to your clit, rubbing slow, lazy circles with the slick mixture of Jake’s spit and your own arousal.

“Up,” Jay ordered, “we’re gonna fuck her stupid.”

Jake grinned, licking his lips as he stood, positioning himself above you. His hands gripped your trembling thighs, spreading you wide as he lined himself up.

“W-wait—” you gasped, barely able to get the words out before Jake groaned, pushing inside you in one slow, agonizing stroke.

Your body arched, a broken scream tearing from your throat as your walls stretched around him.

Jay moaned at the sensation, feeling the press of Jake’s cock against his, both of them buried deep inside you, stretching you beyond anything you thought you could take. 

“Relax, baby. I can’t get inside—fuck,” Jake groaned, his jaw clenched as he tried to push in deeper.

You whimpered, your breaths coming out in sharp, uneven gasps. The stretch was burning and your walls struggling to take them both.

Jay, still buried inside you, hummed against your ear, his fingers never stopping their relentless circles on your clit. “Just focus on this, baby,” he cooed, “It’ll feel good soon, I promise.”

Your fingers went slack, the camera slipping from your hands and hitting the floor with a dull thud, forgotten.

With a deep breath, Jake pushed again, his hips rolling forward, forcing himself inside inch by inch. Your walls fluttered desperately around them both, your body trembling as you tried to adjust.

Finally, he bottomed out, a deep groan escaping him as he settled inside you. Your head lolled back onto Jay’s shoulder, body completely limp between them. The stretch was overwhelming, but they fit—stuffed so deep inside you, pressed against each other, filling you to the brim.

Jake exhaled shakily, looking down at the way you swallowed them both. “Goddamn,” he muttered, he slowly starts moving inside you, his dick brushing on Jay's was making his mind lost it completely.

Slowly, he began to move, his cock sliding against Jay’s with each thrust, the tight space forcing every sensation to heighten. The friction and the heat was enough to make his mind go blank.

Jay’s jaw clenched, his fingers digging into your hips as he felt every movement, every shift inside you. Since he was underneath, his own thrusts were shallow, but the way Jake’s cock brushed against his still sent sparks of pleasure.

“F-fuck,” Jay groaned, “She’s so—tight—”

You cried out, back arching as the overwhelming stretch turned into pleasure. Every roll of their hips pushed them deeper, stuffing you so full that you couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.

“Ahh, ahh,” you moaned,  your voice is so shaky.

Jake smirked at the sound, gripping your thigh to keep you open. “You hear that, Jay? She’s losing it.”

Jay let out a breathless laugh, pressing a kiss against the side of your neck. “Not yet,” he murmured. “She can take more.”

And with that, he bucked his hips upward, meeting Jake’s thrusts perfectly, filling you over and over again, stretching you to your absolute limit.

“Fuck, no matter how many times we stretch you, you’re still so fucking tight,” Jake moaned.

Your mind was lost, floating somewhere between pleasure and delirium, your body completely surrendering to them. It wasn’t just the way they fucked you—it was how perfectly you fit together. The way Jay’s girth stretched you open, making you feel so impossibly full, while Jake’s length filled every inch, reaching places that made you see stars. And the way they both curved just right, their tips pressing into every sensitive spot inside you, leaving you utterly wrecked.

Your lips parted, a choked sob escaping you.

“Hey, you still with us?” Jay murmured, his forehead pressing against yours. Jake chuckled breathlessly, his fingers gripping your chin, tilting your face up to his. 

“She’s barely holding on,” Jake smirked, rubbing his thumb over your spit-slick lips before pushing it past them. “She's completely fucked out.”

Jay groaned, rolling his hips even deeper, setting a rhythm that made your entire body tremble. They moved in sync—when Jake pulled out, Jay drove in, and when Jay withdrew, Jake filled you again. The push and pull leaving you with no moment of emptiness, only the overwhelming sensation of being ruined.

Your moans vibrated around Jake’s thumb, eyes rolling back as pleasure consumed you. Your body was overstimulated, wrecked, yet you wanted more.

You always wanted more when it came to them.

Jay’s grip moved to your breasts, kneading them just the way he knew you loved, while Jake’s fingers found your clit, circling it with expert precision. They knew your body like it was theirs—knew how to break you down, knew exactly how to tear you apart.

And in this moment, the only thing your mind could process was their names.

“Jay, Jake! Fuck—fuck!” you cried, body arching between them.

Both of them were completely lost in you, drowning in the way you took them so perfectly. But still, their focus never wavered from your pleasure. Their thrusts turned rougher, deeper, until Jay’s movements stuttered first. With a deep, strangled groan, his hips slammed flush against you, spilling inside with a shudder, his hands still greedily kneading your breasts as he rode out his high.

Jake whined, his hips stuttering as he felt Jay spill inside you, the warmth of it making his cock twitch violently.

“F-fuck, that’s so hot,” he groaned, his fingers digging into your thighs as he chased his own release. “You’re so fucking full, baby, and you’re still squeezing me—shit.”

Jay hummed lazily, his grip on your breasts tightening slightly as he kissed the side of your neck, still buried inside you. “She’s greedy like that,” he mused, his voice husky. “She wants it all.”

And you were definitely going to get that.

Jake thrust into you harder, his fingers rubbing relentless circles on your overstimulated clit. The pleasure teetering on the edge of painful as he used you to reach his high. Your body can't stop trembling uncontrollably as your walls clenched down around him.

“Fuck, fuck—” Jake’s head tilted back, his mouth hanging open as his orgasm crashed over him. He spilled inside you with a deep, shuddering groan, his fingers still lazily circling your clit, forcing you to ride out every last wave.

You gasped, body going limp between them, trembling as the aftershocks wracked through you. Every nerve was on fire, your skin glistening with sweat, your mind lost in the haze of pleasure.

Jay leaned back against the couch, keeping you pressed against his chest, his fingers trailing lazy circles over your skin. He pressed soft, lingering kisses against your temple, whispering low, soothing words into your ear, grounding you even as your body continued to tremble.

Jake was the first to pull out, hissing as he did, still breathless. He reached down, grabbing the fallen camera from the floor, his fingers brushing over the discarded polaroids scattered around.

Jay shifted next, carefully lifting you, rolling you onto your stomach. A deep groan rumbled from his chest as he watched both of their cum spill from your wrecked pussy, dripping down your thighs. His hands spread you open just a little more, admiring the mess they made of you.

Jake knelt beside you, his fingers carding gently through your damp hair, his touch soft and tender. “Last shot, baby,” he murmured.

You barely had the strength to lift your head, but you did, your fingers resting against your flushed cheek. Your hair was damp with sweat, your lips swollen, your eyes hazy—completely fucked out.

Jake framed the shot just right, both of them beside you, the aftermath of their work on full display.

Click.

The flash flared and faded, casting a fleeting glow over the room before leaving behind only the three of you. On the floor, some of the polaroid slowly developed, its edges soft and hazy, immortalizing the moment in perfect, messy detail.

[cupidsworstcrime]

Kyle x f!reader x Price

inspo - @goatgoesmbe

smut below the cut

contains anal , double penetration

The storm had ripped through faster than expected. You’d barely made it to the safehouse—snow crusted on your lashes, clothes soaked through, your body shaking from the cold that seeped into your bones. The power was out, no heating, and only a few dry blankets in the supply cache.

You’d barely stepped through the door when Soap, rubbing his hands together, turned to you with that signature grin, cheeks red from windburn.

“Well, technically speakin’, body heat's the fastest way to combat hypothermia. Skin to skin contact—preserving core temperature through mutual thermal exchange.”

You stared at him.

“…Did you Google that before the op?”

“Nah, just read the survival manual. I’m very educated.” He started unzipping his jacket. “C’mon, lass. For science.”

Ghost, already moving to peel his own shirt off, didn’t say a word. Just looked at you through narrowed eyes and gave a solemn nod. Like this was a battlefield decision. Like naked cuddling was the mission now.

Before Johnny could say another word, Gaz stepped between you and the two shirtless idiots.

“Alright. That’s enough,” he scolded, waving an arm toward the hallway. “Don’t listen to these perverts. Come on, we’ll get you warmed up the normal way. With blankets. And dignity.”

He ushered you toward the back room, closing the door behind you.

But then, to your surprise, he sat on the bed and started stripping off his jacket too.

“…Kyle?”

He sighed, cheeks slightly pink.

“Look, Soap’s an idiot, but he’s not wrong. I’m not letting them get their hands on you. If anyone’s doing naked cuddles tonight, it’s gonna be me.”

You barely had time to register that before the door creaked open again.

Price, calm as ever, stepped into the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

He didn’t say anything. Just raised an eyebrow, looked from Gaz to you, then to the pile of blankets.

“You’ll catch your death in this cold,” he said, peeling off his gloves. “Might as well make the best of the body heat.”

Gaz stared at him.

“Sir?”

Price pulled off his coat.

“Didn’t say I liked the idea. Just think it’s practical.”

A pause.

“…Shift over.”

You’re in the middle—Gaz on one side, Price behind you. The storm still howling outside, but in the bed it’s sweltering, every inch of you surrounded by muscle and warmth. The initial awkwardness fades with the cold, and pretty soon your body starts to relax… and notice.

Gaz’s hand is the first to move. Just a subtle shift. His fingers graze the curve of your waist, like he’s adjusting his grip—but then he doesn’t stop. He strokes lower, fingertips skating across your stomach, slow and deliberate.

“You alright?” he murmurs, voice low against your neck. He knows exactly what he’s doing. There’s a little smile in his tone.

Behind you, Price must’ve felt the way you tensed—because suddenly his hand is there too. Big, warm, steady, splaying across your hip.

“…You're shivering again,” he says, not quite teasing, not quite serious. His palm glides slowly down the swell of your thigh, thumb brushing bare skin.

The tension under the blanket shifts, thickens, burns.

“Kyle…” you breathe, barely above a whisper.

“Keeping you warm, love,” Gaz says, nosing behind your ear. “Can’t have you freezing to death.”

Price hums quietly behind you, lips brushing your shoulder. “Could’ve sworn tha' was the mission. Gotta make sure you stay hot.”

Hands now—both sets—are exploring. Gentle but growing bolder. Fingers tracing the dip of your spine, the curve of your ass. Gaz slides his hand up to cup your chest, thumb flicking lazily as he watches your face. Price’s hand ventures lower, between your thighs, parting them just a bit. Testing how wet the heat has made you.

And when they realize just how warm you’ve gotten, Gaz lets out a low, wicked laugh.

“Fuck… See... Told you this would work..."

You’re already breathing harder, your body betraying you with every slow glide of their hands, every teasing stroke. But then Price leans in, lips brushing the back of your neck—soft at first, barely there. Then firmer, more possessive. His beard scratches faintly against your skin as he moves lower, just to the base of your neck.

The second his mouth finds that tender spot—warm and wet and intentional—you shudder hard, a helpless tremble that rolls down your spine.

That’s all Gaz needs.

His hand slides up, tilting your face toward him, and then he kisses you. Not gentle, not testing. No, Kyle kisses you like he’s been holding back the whole mission. His mouth is hungry—hot, slick, tongue sliding into yours as he catches your gasp, swallowing it down like a man starved.

Price doesn’t stop either. His hands roam freely now, gripping your hip as he presses his chest flush against your back, his cock hard and hot against you. His other hand slips around to palm your chest, fingers rubbing slow, lazy circles around your nipple while his mouth keeps branding your skin with every kiss.

You’re pinned between them, bodies grinding into yours, hands everywhere, mouth claimed by Kyle, neck claimed by Price. The cold is a distant memory now—you’re on fire.

Kyle pulls back just slightly, lips red and breath heavy.

“Fuckin’ love when you get all needy like that,” he mutters, voice ragged. “You want more, sweetheart?”

Behind you, Price lets out a low growl of agreement, hand sliding lower again, dangerously close to slipping between your thighs.

“Tell us, love,” he murmurs against your skin. “We’ll take care of you. Just say the word.”

You barely get the words out—just a breathless little "please”—before they pounce.

Price growls low, deep in his chest, and his hand finally slips down to cup your soaked heat. “There’s my good girl,” he rumbles, voice pure gravel, thick with need. “Soaked through just from a few kisses… You need to be fucked, don’t you?”

Right into Gaz, who grabs your thigh and throws it over his hip, opening you up more, pulling you flush against him. “That’s it,” he mutters darkly, pupils blown wide. “Knew you’d be fuckin’ filthy under all that kevlar.”

He doesn’t wait for an answer. His fingers slide through your folds, slick and shameless, circling your clit with slow, cruel precision. You gasp—your hips jerk forward—

His mouth crashes into yours again, biting your lower lip, tongue fucking into your mouth just as Price slides a finger inside you from behind. Then another. You’re moaning into Kyle’s mouth, hips rocking helplessly between the two of them, gasping when Price curls his fingers just right.

“You hear that?” Price murmurs into your neck, fucking you slow and deep with his fingers. “That wet little sound your cunt makes when I touch it? She’s crying for cock.”

Kyle's already rutting against you, teeth dragging down your jaw. “Think she can take both of us?” he pants, hand sliding down between your bodies. “Wanna see her fall apart… see who she begs for first.”

Price chuckles low. “Why choose?”

They shift you easily—Gaz rolls onto his back and pulls you on top of him, slotting his cock between your thighs while Price presses behind you, lining up. You’re shaking, breath caught in your throat as you realize what they’re about to do.

“Hold on tight, sweetheart,” Gaz whispers, fingers digging into your hips. “We’re gonna break you.”

You’re trembling between them, thighs shaking as they guide you into position—Gaz beneath you, thick cock rubbing against your soaked entrance, and Price behind you, large hands spreading your ass, his cock heavy and hot against your rim.

Your breath stutters in your chest.

“You’re gonna take us both, sweetheart,” Gaz mutters, voice ragged with anticipation, one hand gripping your hip while the other strokes himself, smearing your slick along his shaft. “Gonna let us ruin this pretty cunt and tight little ass.”

Price chuckles low, breath warm against your shoulder. “You’re ready for it. Been fuckin’ dripping since I touched you. So greedy.”

He pushes a slick finger in first—slow, testing—and your whole body jerks forward into Gaz with a gasp. It’s new, a stretch that burns just slightly, but he’s careful, patient. One finger becomes two, scissoring gently as he lets you adjust, whispering soft filth against your neck.

And then—they move.

Gaz sinks into your pussy first, inch by inch, your walls stretching around him, hugging him tight. You clutch his shoulders, burying your face in his neck as he groans, “Fucking hell, baby—you’re clamping down on me—like this cunt’s never been touched before.”

Behind you, Price lines himself up to your ass, cock already slick from your own arousal. You’re whining now, overwhelmed—but wanting. You want it.

“Relax, love,” he murmurs, kissing your spine. “Let me in.”

And then you feel him push.

The stretch is intense. Full. Slow and demanding. Your body trembling with every inch he sinks into your ass, gasping at how tightly you’re being filled—every hole stuffed, every breath caught on the verge of breaking.

When they’re both inside—deep—you’re suspended between them, utterly impaled, legs quaking.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” Kyle hisses, face flushed, watching your expression twist between pain and pleasure. “You feel that, baby? Feel us both inside you?”

You can’t speak—just nod, a choked moan falling from your lips.

And then they start moving.

Not gentle anymore—fucking you in tandem, a rhythm designed to obliterate. Price rocks forward when Gaz pulls back, then Gaz snaps up into you when Price withdraws. Perfect timing. You’re used, wrecked, stretched impossibly wide and loving every second.

Their grunts, growls, and filthy praise blur together:

“Taking us so well…”

“Like this hole was made for my cock…”

“Look at you—pretty little thing..."

"Fuckin’ drooling, baby, you love being ruined like this, huh?”

You’re a limp, quaking mess—crying out with every thrust, your mind blank, pleasure overwhelming. Your body clenches around them both, and when you come, it’s violent—your orgasm slamming through you, tears streaking your cheeks as your pussy spasms and your ass grips tight around Price.

They don’t stop. They chase their highs through your body—brutal and possessive until they both come, Price groaning as he fills your ass, Gaz cursing your name as he spills inside your soaked cunt.

They collapse against you, cocks still deep, breathing hard.

You’re shaking. Leaking. Ruined.

And all they do is hold you close, kiss your shoulders, whisper how fucking perfect you are.

You don't even remember the feeling of the cold anymore.

mbe say the word and i will stop, pinky promise. i just love your brain... such yummy yummy ideas you have

also si and johnny are totally naked cuddling in the living room, they don't even care you aren't there

[carionto]

How to beat Deathworlders

I don't know what I want to write and it's a little frustrating. So, to fix that, I'm just gonna throw this at me - Giant Ant Planet

The first call to arms Humanity has declared. They mobilize with unseen speed and precision seven of their mightiest Dreadnoughts, hundreds of transports, and amass fifty thousand soldiers, fully armed and trained on the target.

They are headed to a world Humans scouted as having great potential for life to flourish. How correct they were.

In orbit above the planet Chromathium-2-4, the station Truncated Crescent Ellipses was tasked with conducting experiments to test the viability of Human-digestible flora and fauna living on Chromatoff (as the scientists began to call it for short).

When the fleet arrived, the final message from the station turned out to be true - it had crash landed on the surface. From the chaos of the recordings they received, there was a containment breach and the systems were under attack by some unknown electronic waves and incomprehensible code. A hostile act, but by who?

This was two weeks ago. Whoever it was, they would know the wrath of Humanity. Once we find your traces, there will be no hiding for long.

Preliminary scans show the station was dead and only local creatures and plants appeared, in greater density than elsewhere, but no matter. Just some animals.

The first unmanned craft landed and began exploring the wreckage. All of the digital systems were fried, not a hint of power remained anywhere. Attempts to manually power anything up proved fruitless - the data had been replaced with pure garbage code. Then, the drone vanished underground and went silent. Connection failure.

Orbital sights showed nothing, all frequencies were monitored and were free of unaccounted signals. The next group of drones descended and shortly after touchdown they too were seemingly devoured by the ground, all power and electronic signals cut.

A deep scan showed the same dense biological activity, but looking closer at the data it was like a carpet just below the actual surface layer. And for whatever reason the pulse couldn't penetrate below a few meters. Scanning areas further from the crash revealed a much more detailed and sparsely populated map going down the expected three kilometers.

For the third attempt they kept several drones above the landed ones at different altitudes. The moment the drones on the ground were vanished again, a sudden signal struck the ones floating up to seventy meters above and cut them off as well, but didn't seem to reach any beyond that. The visual was not as detailed as they'd like, but it was enough - the tips of large pincers and antennae and beady eyes. Ants.

The fleet maintained a perimeter around the entire system just in case, and spent half a day consulting professionals and former colleagues of the deceased scientists to get a better understanding of the current situation.

Two experiments the team had worked on before and supposedly continued when relocated to the new station stood out - metabolic acceleration, and unassisted neural interfacing via modified brain waves. Far from the wildest here, such as the self-relocating giant sequoia, but ones that offered a plausible explanation.

Ants serve a variety of critical functions in the maintenance of an ecosystem, so naturally they are a part of most late stage terraforming efforts.

Here, however, something went wrong and they evolved alongside technology at an intimate level. Perhaps deliberately made to do so.

They are spreading fast too. Twelve hours ago the "carpet" of underground ants was roughly two square kilometers. Now it was close to three and a half. In mere weeks they may spread across the entire continent, perhaps make it across (or below?) the seas somehow and ravenously consume all life on this planet before succumbing to extinction themselves.

This world is bountiful. Also, we're here already. Hmm...

Eh, may as well. Plenty of us have seen Starship Troopers and only joined to hopefully one day shoot at alien bugs. Guess these are more like home grown critters, but whatever.

With that brazen attitude (and a quick orbital bombardment) the troop ships landed, well, were forced to crash land the final few meters, but whatever electromagnetic warfare these ants were throwing our way didn't account for reinforced alloy armor and hand-held rail guns. Their sharp pincers, acid throwers, and thick carapaces did however.

Actually, fucking hell, they move real fast underground. Uhh...

This isn't looking so good in retrospect. Did they add cockroach DNA in these bastards too? Some of them literally don't care about losing their head, what the fuck!?

Okay, holy shit, abort mission! Good thing we still install regular ignition engines as an added redundancy to the military ships. Not very fast or efficient, but screw you, burn beneath the thrusters. BURN!

*deep breath*

Okay. So. We lost 831 soldiers, and 4625 are injured. And the ant casualties don't matter cuz they're ants. Super mutant ants. Who are going to take over the world if we don't nuke them. Which might not work anyway because HUMAN scientists made them.

Hoisted by our own petard or something.

Right, let's just chalk it up as a... military exercise gone wrong and quarantine the planet. Wait, make that the whole system.

...so this is what it must've felt like to lose the Emu War...

[molestedcorpse]

*Fake Police Report*

Report Number: 2024/11/11/58967 Date of Report: [REDACTED] Time of Report: [REDACTED] Location of Incident: [REDACTED] Reporting Officer: [REDACTED]

Incident Description:

On [REDACTED], at approximately [REDACTED], officers responded to a report of a deceased individual located at [REDACTED]. Upon arrival, officers discovered the body of a Caucasian male, age 23, lying on the floor in a supine position with the torso facing upward. The individual was unclothed, and the body’s positioning appeared deliberate. The legs were spread widely apart, allowing for an unobstructed view of the pelvic region. The arms lay extended along the sides of the body.

Further notable findings included visible signs of neck compression, including cyanosis and petechial hemorrhaging around the neck and facial areas, suggesting asphyxiation as a possible cause of death. The victim’s penis was observed in a state of post-mortem erection. Seminal fluid was found on the body, and initial forensic analysis confirmed it belonged to the victim.

Suspect Statement:

The female suspect, name [REDACTED], date of birth [REDACTED], in custody, provided a detailed account of her actions. According to her statement, she began by applying continuous manual pressure to the victim’s neck to induce strangulation. During this act, she engaged in rectal penetration of the victim using an external implement. The suspect reported observing spontaneous ejaculation at the estimated moment of death, during which she continued to apply manual pressure to ensure the victim’s death. The suspect further stated that, following the victim’s death, she proceeded to perform additional rectal penetration post-mortem, this time using her fingers until she reached a state of sexual release.

Preliminary Findings:

Forensic Examination: An initial forensic examination was conducted by [REDACTED] at the scene. The body was subsequently transferred to [REDACTED] for a more thorough post-mortem examination. Key findings include:

Neck and Strangulation: The victim exhibited distinct signs of neck compression, including the presence of petechial hemorrhaging in the conjunctiva and around the neck, which is consistent with asphyxial death by manual strangulation. Extensive cyanosis was also noted on the face, further supporting the theory of death by suffocation. These findings were consistent with the suspect's statement of strangulation, and no other apparent injuries to the neck were observed beyond those caused by compression.

Genital Area: The victim’s penis was found in a post-mortem erect state (priapism), which is commonly observed in cases of asphyxiation. Seminal fluid was located on the victim's abdomen and genital area. Forensic analysis of the seminal fluid confirmed it belonged to the victim, suggesting ejaculation occurred around the time of death. The victim’s testicles were examined and appeared normal, with no visible signs of trauma. The scrotum exhibited traces of seminal fluid, which further corroborated the timing of ejaculation as being around or near the estimated time of death.

Rectal Area: Upon examination of the rectum, significant tearing was noted, suggesting post-mortem penetration. The tearing was observed around the anal sphincter and anal canal, consistent with forceful and unnatural penetration. Blood was present in the rectal area, suggesting that the post-mortem activity involved a high degree of violence. Furthermore, traces of excrement were found within the rectum and around the anal region, indicating that defecation occurred at or after the time of death. The presence of both fresh and older blood, along with the excrement, suggests that the rectal penetration occurred post-mortem, immediately following or during the victim's death.

Toxicology and Further Analysis: Additional toxicological tests are being conducted to determine the presence of any substances in the victim’s system at the time of death. Further examination of internal organs is underway to establish a definitive cause of death and ensure no other factors contributed to the asphyxiation.

Conclusion:

The scene has been secured, and all physical evidence, including clothing, implements, and bodily fluids, was documented and collected for forensic analysis. The body was transported for further forensic investigation.

The investigation remains ongoing, with the goal of corroborating the suspect's account, determining the precise cause and time of death, and finalizing the findings from the autopsy and toxicology tests.

[quinloki]

1st generation device

I cannot get @hannahbarberra162's "Treatments" drabble out of my teeth, so y'alla re coming along for the ride as I type this out whole hog and post it.

No editing, we get whatever autocorrect fucking gives us. I need to get this out of my head and get back to sweet Marco XD

CW: DEAD DOVE, NON CON, mean mean Marco, Victorian asylum AU, medical mistreatment, mdni

The cusp of technology changes while you're in the sanatorium, and there's a new device invented to better treat hysteria patients.

Marco tends to prefer traditional methods and is very hands on, but decides to invest in the new technology and put it through the paces. If it meets his standards, he may incorporate it into the treatment process.

It is, effectively, and in more modern terms, a Sybian. A contraption that the patient sits on. It vibrates.

There are attachments and adjustments to be had, singular or dual penetration can be utilized to better results. The vibrations work similar to manual stimulation, but the machine, which plugs into the wall, doesn't tire.

Marco doesn't want to risk you, so he does test the device's extremes on patients no one will miss. Sweet little street girls who will be sorrowfully buried with the deepest sympathies of the sanatorium if the worst should happen.

When he breaks you it will be right on the line. A perfect fracture that puts you sweetly under his thumb while leaving your capacity intact.

You must be able to stand beside him in society once he deems you cured, after all.

He clears his schedule for a day, and has you brought into his office.

"You'll be testing a new device, yoi. One I hope will expedite your treatment." He explains, pulling a blanket off the machine. You take a step back away from it but the orderly behind you just pushes you forward.

You were forced into a straitjacket before leaving your room, and the orderly roughly strips your pants away as he and Marco get you set into the machine. They hold you over it as Marco works lube into your vagina, and then into your ass, loosening your tight right with his fingers.

"Please," you whisper softly. "Not there, please." Even as tears prick your eyes he's already pushing a second finger into your ass.

"Endure it, my dear. It'll help cure you, yoi." He hums, pressing his fingers in far deeper than he needs too, the long digits making you shiver and mewl.

The two lower you onto the dildos, the anal one was still a little bigger than Marco's two fingers, though the vaginal one was a little slimmer and not as long. You were sure it had something to do with not "stretching you out", since it wouldn't do for you to have anything larger than the good doctor inside you.

Though he was holding to his promise to not do that until you were married.

They tie you down, forcing you snug against the machine. Marco parts your labia to either side of the bumpy mound before they force you to lean forward a little, settling your exposed clit right against the bumps.

Your body jerks and you tense as the machine is turned on. The soft, but persistent vibrations are inside and out and there's no escaping it.

Marco pays you attention for long enough to adjust some dials, turning up the strength of the vibrations and causing the inserts to wriggle inside you. Once you gasped, he seemed satisfied and turned away to deal with some work.

The pleasure is inevitable. You knew as soon as the machine started that there wasn't going to be any escape from the forced orgasm. Your body shudders against the binds as the first orgasm tears through you, and as the doctor likes, you mewl sweetly when it happens.

He marks something on a different piece of paper, but doesn't turn toward you.

"Haa, no, wait, it's... it's not stop-stopping," you gasp, thrashing against the continued stimulation. "No, no, oh god, oh god not again, not so s-s-s-s-s-soon!" A second smaller orgasm rolls through you and you breathe in deep before panting into the air.

The machine doesn't stop.

"Please, please, it's too much, doctor, please." You gasp and the only indication he's listening is that he clicks the control up another notch.

"No, no,no,no,no,noouuuuuuggghhhnnnngh!" The plea breaks into a growl and then another orgasm, this one a little stronger than the second. You've never cum in such quick succession, but the excessive stimulation was inescapable.

Your body forces a break after the third orgasm, the vibrations and intrusions take on an edge. It's not painful in the strictest sense, but the prickly tone is enough to keep you from orgasming again.

Time enough to catch your breath and try to still your pounding heart for a minute before the good doctor clicks it up another notch.

You focus on your breathing, trying to keep your body relaxed as you can, but a couple minutes later the pleasure was building again. You try not to whimper, try not to let the desperate little pleas fall from your lips. The less you give him, the less he can give back.

You can't control the way your breathing gets heavier and Marco clicks it up another notch just as you cum again. Your hips betray you against the pleasure and you rut into the machine, bringing up the followup orgasm is short order.

You can't help the growl that's ripped from your throat when you cum. Your face is hot, sweat is starting to trickle down your skin. You're so sensitive you can feel the beads of sweat move along your body.

He clicks it up two notches and you almost sob, biting back your desperate plea as you're forced into a sixth orgasm. Your teeth clench hard and you choke a sob before the intense pleasure forces you to scream lewdly. It hasn't been thirty minutes yet, you'd be surprised if it was a full twenty.

Marco gets up from his desk as rough breaths fall from your lips.

"Even more effective than expected." He hums, before unzipping an access panel on the straitjacket. "But I think it can be improved with a hands on approach, yoi."

"Ah, but this first." He coils rope around your hair, like he was tying it into a ponytail, and anchors it behind you. In this way your hips are leaned forward to drive your clit into the machine, and your back is arched back to force you to look up.

This way you are forced to look up at Marco, and your chest is pushed out. He reaches into the jacket, his rough fingers finding your painfully stiff nipples, and he begins to rub them between his thumb and forefinger.

"Ahhh! No, no, please, please, I can't - I can't!" The added stimulation vaults you into another orgasm before you've properly had time to recover from the last one. Nothing but pleasure drips from the cry, even as your muscles start to bite back from the successive orgasms.

The intense orgasms threaten to be painful until the very last second, the rush of pleasure taking you by surprise even worse because you expect your body to knot up from the exertion.

He brings you to the brink as your senses go hazy, and just before you can crest again he turns off the machine. Cupping your face in his hands, he leans low, almost kissing you, but stopping before your lips actually meet.

You don't know how long he lets you rest, if you fall asleep like that or not, you're too gone and too addled. You just know that you come back to your senses, and your body has calmed despite the position it's stuck in.

He seems to know without looking and when he turns the machine back on, he turns the dial all the way up.

[sngl-led-auto-lights]

My halogen headlight needs to be changed, I am going to buy a pair of LED headlights. Listen to friends saying that novsight is OK. Everyone gives some advice. What should you pay attention to when choosing led headlights?

When upgrading from halogen to LED headlights, especially when considering brands like Novsight, there are several key factors to ensure optimal performance, safety, and compliance. The following is a structured guide based on technical insights and user recommendations:

1. Compatibility Check

Bulb Type: Please confirm the bulb size for your vehicle (e.g. H7, 9005) using your owner's manual or existing halogen bulb specifications. LED models such as the H4/H7 series are designed for plug-and-play installation, but some models may require additional adapters.

Canbus System: Modern vehicles (e.g. BMW, Mercedes) often use Canbus wiring. LEDs may trigger error messages without a decoder or resistor. Please check that the kit contains non-faulty components.

2. Brightness and Beam Pattern

Lumens: The target brightness is 10,000-16,000 lumens per pair (models such as the SNGL9005/9006 series have a lumen of 16,000 lumens per pair). Higher lumens improve visibility, but avoid excessive brightness (e.g., over 40,000 lumens) to prevent glare.

Color temperature: Choose 5,000K-6,500K (white light) for daylight-like clarity and reduced eye fatigue. Novsight's 6500K bulbs fit into this range along with the SNGL6000k and 6500k bulbs.

Beam focus: Ensure a sharp cutoff and proper beam alignment. Scattered light can cause glare. Novsight focuses on even light distribution to avoid "hot spots" common in cheaper LEDs. SNGL features adjustable light patterns to minimize dark areas and stray light.

3. Thermal Management and Durability

Cooling System: Novsight LEDs use either built-in fans or aluminum heat sinks for thermal regulation. Poor heat dissipation can shorten life and cause component failure. SNGL uses a copper base plate and copper tubes plus an aluminum heat sink and fan to form an excellent heat dissipation system, extend service life and reduce component failure, and reduce LED light decay.

IP protection level: Choose IP65 or higher to ensure dust/waterproof. This is critical for long service life in bad weather. SNGL protection level is IP68.

4. Regulatory compliance

Certification: Verify compliance with standards such as DOT (US) or ECE (EU), CE, ROHS, etc. Non-compliant LEDs may not pass inspection. Novesight, SNGL products generally meet these certifications.

Beam pattern compliance: LEDs must replicate halogen beam patterns. After installation, use adjustable chucks to adjust to avoid dark areas and glare.

5. Installation and maintenance

Plug and play vs. retrofit: Novesight or SNGL LEDs are generally plug and play, but minor adjustments may be required (e.g., removing dust covers). For complex setups, professional installation is recommended.

Post-installation inspection:

Test low/high beams to ensure no flickering.

Adjust beam height using the wall test (stopping distance 25 feet; cutoff line should align with marking tape).

Maintenance: Clean lenses regularly with mild soap and check for moisture penetration.

**Why consider LEDs? **

Safety features: Novsight and SNGL emphasize even light distribution to avoid dazzling pedestrians or oncoming drivers, a common problem with cheap LED lights.

Energy efficiency: Actual power consumption is 12-46W, while halogen lamps consume 55-65W, reducing battery load.

Durability: Rated for over 30,000 hours of life and with robust thermal management.

Common pitfalls: to avoid

Ignoring error codes: Use a Canbus system decoder to avoid dashboard warnings.

Ignoring beam alignment: Misaligned beams can affect safety and legality.

Cheap alternatives: Low-cost LEDs often lack proper heat sinks or certifications, leading to premature failure.

Cost and warranty

Novsight pricing: $50 to $150 per pair. SNGL: $30-160.

Warranty: Look for 1 to 3 year warranties and troubleshooting customer support.

Prioritize these factors and you’ll get a safer, brighter upgrade while avoiding common pitfalls. For detailed installation guides, refer to the Novsight or SNGL manual or consult a professional.

[ranjitha78]

The Complete Manual for Understanding Ethical Hacking

In order to evaluate an organization's defenses, ethical hacking—also referred to as penetration testing or white-hat hacking—involves breaking into computers and other devices lawfully. You've come to the correct spot if you're interested in finding out more about ethical hacking. Here's a quick start tutorial to get you going.

1. "Getting Started with the Basics"

Networking and computer science principles must be thoroughly understood before getting into ethical hacking. Here are some crucial aspects to pay attention to: Operating Systems: Acquire knowledge of several operating systems, with a focus on Linux and Windows. Learning Linux is essential because a lot of hacking tools are made to run on it. Networking: It's essential to comprehend how networks operate. Find out more about

protocols include HTTP, HTTPS, DNS, TCP/IP, and others. Understanding data flow across networks facilitates vulnerability detection. Programming: It's crucial to know at least a little bit of a language like Python, JavaScript, or C++. Writing scripts and deciphering the code of pre-existing tools are made possible by having programming expertise.

2. Making Use of Internet Resources To learn more about ethical hacking, there are a ton of internet resources available. Here are a few of the top ones: Online Education: Online learning environments such as Pluralsight, Coursera, and Udemy provide in-depth instruction in ethical hacking. "Penetration Testing and Ethical Hacking" on Pluralsight and "The Complete Ethical Hacking Course: Beginner to Advanced" on Udemy are two recommended courses. Channels on YouTube: HackerSploit, The Cyber Mentor, and LiveOverflow are just a few of the channels that offer helpful tutorials and walkthroughs on a variety of hacking tactics.

3. Exercising and Acquiring Knowledge The secret to being a skilled ethical hacker is experience. Here are some strategies to obtain practical experience:

Capture the Flag (CTF) Tournaments: Applying your abilities in CTF tournaments is a great idea. CTF challenges are available on websites like CTFtime and OverTheWire, with difficulty levels ranging from novice to expert. Virtual Labs: It is essential to set up your virtual lab environment. You can construct isolated environments to practice hacking without worrying about the law thanks to programs like VMware and VirtualBox. Bug Bounty Programs: Websites such as HackerOne and Bugcrowd link corporations seeking to find and address security holes in their systems with ethical hackers. Engaging in these initiatives can yield practical experience and financial benefits.

Dedication and ongoing education are necessary to learn ethical hacking. You can become a skilled ethical hacker by learning the fundamentals, using internet resources, and acquiring real-world experience. Always remember to hack wisely and ethically. Cheers to your hacking! I appreciate your precious time, and I hope you have an amazing day.

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Symfony Clickjacking Prevention Guide

Clickjacking is a deceptive technique where attackers trick users into clicking on hidden elements, potentially leading to unauthorized actions. As a Symfony developer, it's crucial to implement measures to prevent such vulnerabilities.

🔍 Understanding Clickjacking

Clickjacking involves embedding a transparent iframe over a legitimate webpage, deceiving users into interacting with hidden content. This can lead to unauthorized actions, such as changing account settings or initiating transactions.

🛠️ Implementing X-Frame-Options in Symfony

The X-Frame-Options HTTP header is a primary defense against clickjacking. It controls whether a browser should be allowed to render a page in a <frame>, <iframe>, <embed>, or <object> tag.

Method 1: Using an Event Subscriber

Create an event subscriber to add the X-Frame-Options header to all responses:

// src/EventSubscriber/ClickjackingProtectionSubscriber.php namespace App\EventSubscriber; use Symfony\Component\EventDispatcher\EventSubscriberInterface; use Symfony\Component\HttpKernel\Event\ResponseEvent; use Symfony\Component\HttpKernel\KernelEvents; class ClickjackingProtectionSubscriber implements EventSubscriberInterface { public static function getSubscribedEvents() { return [ KernelEvents::RESPONSE => 'onKernelResponse', ]; } public function onKernelResponse(ResponseEvent $event) { $response = $event->getResponse(); $response->headers->set('X-Frame-Options', 'DENY'); } }

This approach ensures that all responses include the X-Frame-Options header, preventing the page from being embedded in frames or iframes.

Method 2: Using NelmioSecurityBundle

The NelmioSecurityBundle provides additional security features for Symfony applications, including clickjacking protection.

Install the bundle:

composer require nelmio/security-bundle

Configure the bundle in config/packages/nelmio_security.yaml:

nelmio_security: clickjacking: paths: '^/.*': DENY

This configuration adds the X-Frame-Options: DENY header to all responses, preventing the site from being embedded in frames or iframes.

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To ensure your application is protected against clickjacking, use our Website Vulnerability Scanner. This tool scans your website for common vulnerabilities, including missing or misconfigured X-Frame-Options headers.

Screenshot of the free tools webpage where you can access security assessment tools.

After scanning for a Website Security check, you'll receive a detailed report highlighting any security issues:

An Example of a vulnerability assessment report generated with our free tool, providing insights into possible vulnerabilities.

🔒 Enhancing Security with Content Security Policy (CSP)

While X-Frame-Options is effective, modern browsers support the more flexible Content-Security-Policy (CSP) header, which provides granular control over framing.

Add the following header to your responses:

$response->headers->set('Content-Security-Policy', "frame-ancestors 'none';");

This directive prevents any domain from embedding your content, offering robust protection against clickjacking.

🧰 Additional Security Measures

CSRF Protection: Ensure that all forms include CSRF tokens to prevent cross-site request forgery attacks.

Regular Updates: Keep Symfony and all dependencies up to date to patch known vulnerabilities.

Security Audits: Conduct regular security audits to identify and address potential vulnerabilities.

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For more insights into securing your Symfony applications, visit our Pentest Testing Blog. We cover a range of topics, including:

Preventing clickjacking in Laravel

Securing API endpoints

Mitigating SQL injection attacks

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Burp Suite

This week I wanted to cover a powerful tool that assists in web application security. Burp Suite is a well-known tool developed by PortSwigger. Burp Suite is an integrated platform used to test web application security by using a variety of different features it provides.  One of these features Burp Suite has is an intercepting proxy that allows you to inspect and modify traffic between the browser and the server at each step. Scanner allows you to automatically detect certain vulnerabilities like SQL injection and cross-site scripting. Intruder automates custom attacks to test certain security parameters, generally passwords. Repeater allows for manual modification and replaying of edited requests for more in-depth testing.

All in all Burp Suite provides a simplified way and process for identifying and discovering vulnerabilities. It has a very user-friendly interface that assists in applying all the different features and makes it easy to learn. It also allows for user consummation that allows users to create custom rules and integrate third-party extensions. It is one of the most renowned tools in cyber security and brings an active and engaging community along with it. Burp Suite I is something I highly recommend to those striving to develop their cyber security skills to get their hands on. Not only will you become more proficient in the tool itself, but it will also teach you about how web applications and servers work.

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Exploration Log: Planet 86, “Ulisa”

Ngl this is probably one of my favorite early short stories. Definitely one that I might consider writing a part 2 of someday.

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The pod door opened, allowing the alien atmosphere into the airlock. A single man stepped out, possibly the first to ever set foot on this soil.

“H.O.S.S., how's the air?”

“Seems breathable” replied the supercomputer mounted on his wrist. “If you’d trusted my scans, you wouldn’t have to ask.”

“Oh shut up.” Chaucer replied as he removed his helmet. “You know as well as I that those things aren’t always accurate”

“Accurate enough for a computer like me. Why’d they even send meat on this mission? I can handle it all, and far more efficiently.”

“H.O.S.S., as I’ve told you before, some things just need a human's instinct. Speaking of which, deploy the scout drones.”

“I did that as we landed. Of course, you would never have thought of that.”

“Just show me the feeds”

A barage of images flash through Chaucer’s ocular implants.

“Slower you idiot.”

“I would’ve been able to handle that speed.”

“And, like the last 4 times, I cannot. So again, slower.”

The images pass by again at a more manageable speed, showing a sky view of the area in a 30 mile radius. Chaucer’s trained eyes look for things that might be useful to potential settlers.

A forest of woody looking plants to the east, tall enough for construction. They’d need to be tested for poisons and other natural defenses.

A large body of water to the south-west. They would have to check its potability. Wouldn’t hurt to look for plants and animals either.

Due north, a few mountains with caves. Well rounded, so likely stable. They could be good shelter.

“H.O.S.S., run full spectrum testing on those plants and that lake. This one looks promising. And patch me into drone twenty four. I wanna investigate those caves myself.

“I could do it quicker~” the computer replied in a singsong voice.

“Yes, you could. Just do it. Call it a gut feeling.”

“That’s irrational.”

“And that’s exactly why you need “meat” on these missions. Now hook me in. We’re burning batteries.”

Chaucer’s vision flickered for a moment. Then the drone's camera feed replaced his vision. Tapping his wristpad, he took manual control of the machine, maneuvering it into one of the ground-level caves.

Odd…

“Those look like stairs…”

“What was that?” replied H.O.S.S.

“Stairs. At the caves. Probably just a coincidence, but still. How’s the analysis coming?”

“82%. You humans. So impatient.”

“Yeah yeah, take your time.”

Chaucer turned his attention back towards the caverns.

Continuing past the entrance, the front descends deeper into the underground.

“This planet was definitely civilized. Not primitives either. There’s a huge metal vault down here. Scanners can’t penetrate and don’t recognize the metal. High carbon content though.”

“Peculiar. I’ll send a land drone to run tests.”

“No. I’m investigating this myself.”

“But…”

“Shut it H.O.S.S. There's only been three planets discovered with intelligent life. I’m going myself, in case this is the fourth. Send down the Skipper.”

A few minutes later, the Skipper had descended from their shuttle in orbit. About 7 feet tall, the mechanical exoskeleton looked like little more than a roll cage with mechanical dog legs and a pair of grasper arms. Designed for off-world mining, it was an invaluable tool for explorers like Chaucer. Strong, fast, and modified to be equipped with a myriad of scientific tools, it allowed him to go almost anywhere with minimal difficulty.

“By the way,” said H.O.S.S., “those tests are finished. The water is drinkable, and there’s kelp-like plants. The trees have a slightly emetic substance in the leaves, but the bark shows multiple medicinal properties. No life above the microscopic level in either location. That concerns me.”

“That concerns me too. There must have been macroscopic life in the past for the trees to develop a defense like that. But where did they go? Also harvest some of those trees. The medical guild will be very interested.”

“Already on it.”

Chaucer set out, quickly crossing the distance. Entering the cavern, he cautiously looks around.

No signs of life.

Going deeper, he quickly comes towards the metal vault.

“Even weirder in person. Almost no reflection. I’m gonna try to take a sample.”

“I wouldn’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“I’m picking up electrical readings that were not there when the drone was.”

“All the more reason to take one.”

“Fine, but be careful.”

“I thought you wanted to take over the mission?” replied Chaucer as he started the mining drill in the Skipper’s wrist.

“I do, but unfortunately I’m programmed to care for you”

“Awww, that so swe-“

Clunk 

The drill shattered on contact with the vault wall.

“Chaucer. Get out. Now.“

“Why? Just cause the drill broke-“

“No, the electrical signals just got stronger. And they’re moving.”

As if on cue, a harsh buzzing filled the air.

Drones. Hundreds of them. All armed.

Chaucer turned the Skipper and pushed it to the max as he left the cavern.

Reaching the surface, he saw a massive cloud of drones pouring from every cave in the mountain. 

“H.O.S.S, send defensive drones. Now!”

“Done and done. Seriously, what would you do without me.”

Chaucer continued running from the drones, blasts from ion weapons poking holes in the personal shields of the Skipper. 

A few moments later, the friendly drones swarmed over a hill. Most started using repurposed mining lasers to fire back at the offense. A few landed on top of the Skipper and began projecting a much stronger barrier around the mech, protecting him.

As the shields of the defensive drones began to falter, Chaucer approached the landing site. Abandoning the Skipper he dashed into the pod, slamming the door shut.

“Go! Go! Get us out of here!” he screamed.

The pod rattled as it rapidly ascended.

Escaping the atmosphere, Chaucer began to calm down a little.

“How much will the mech and drones cost us?” he finally asked as they began approaching their ship.

“A decent bit, but we’ll make plenty from the plants. Plus, the planet is habitable, just with dangerous ruins. We’ll still make more than enough to replace them from the finders bounty.”

“Alright. That’s good. I guess that explains the lack of animals. I say we name it Ulisa, after my ex. Seemed nice but was secretly a killer.”

“As good a choice as any I suppose. Setting a course for Terra. Once we refuel, on to planet 87.”

[moonwatchuniverse]

Happy 88th birthday to Charles "Charlie" Duke During preparation for lunar EVA (moonwalk), astronauts instinctively manually winded their Omega Speedmaster chronographs, after which it would run for about 48 hours. Despite its extensive use, the Speedmaster performed flawlessly and only two incidents were reported; David Scott (Apollo 15 lunar EVA 2) and Charlie Duke (Apollo 16 lunar EVA 3 ). After the mission, both astronauts reported that the hesalite glass had popped off from the watch, after which its stopped running. No official Apollo 15 report but the anomaly about Duke's watch was summarized in the Apollo 16 mission report; At depressurization, just prior to the third lunar extravehicular activity, the Lunar Module Pilot noted that his chronograph crystal was gone. The chronograph hands and face were not hit. However, about 12 minutes later the movement stopped. Most likely, warpage caused by thermal cycling allowed the differential pressure across the acrylic crystal to pop it out of the case. The exposure to and penetration of lunar dust contamination about the Lunar Module Pilot's sleeves probably caused the failure of the chronograph movement. These chronographs are tested at the Manned Spacecraft Center when received, again before shipment to the Kennedy Space Center and again just prior to flight. The Apollo chronograph is a secondary timing device and is not critical to mission success or crew safety. There are no plans for corrective action. These NASA photo show Apollo 16 LMP Charlie Duke near the Lunar Rover with his Omega Speedmaster, NASA n° 54, clearly missing its hesalite plexiglass. (Photo: NASA)