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“If you’re going to drip everywhere you may as well be useful.”
He sneers the words out, lifting his feet off your aching back. You sag with relief as your collect your breath before you turn to face him. He merely sits in his chair, those eyes not wavering as he watches you expectantly. You roll your shoulders as you crawl to face him, trying to release the ache between your shoulder blades from having kept your pose for so long.
“Hurry up, pet, before I change my mind.”
Quickly you position yourself over his extended leg, trying not to moan as your dripping cunt makes contact with the cool leather of his boot. On your knees, you lean back and slide over it, the friction sending a delicious thrill down your spine and straight to your pussy. You’ve been on your knees for so long, him teasing and ignoring your needs in equal measure for the past hour. So the relief of finally getting something feels more blessed than anything Satanas could possibly bestow on you.
Papa suddenly tilts his boot up, the pressure hitting your clit and making you grind down harder against it. You can feel how wet you are as you continue to slide up and down, your movements getting more erratic as you feel the elusive tug of relief dancing just out of reach. It’s both enough to relieve the ache you’d been feeling this past hour and also make it so much worse.
“Papa has two shoes, pet.” He tips his foot up further, sending you sliding back and onto the carpet with a thud. He glances down at you, lip curling as he extends his other leg towards you. “Sbrigati, puttana.”
You crawl back to him and gratefully sink down against his other boot. You can’t help the moan that leaves your lips as you move across it, pressing down and desperately trying to seek relief. The muscles in your legs tense and you can feel the strings of your orgasm building, pulling you tight and making you pant. You know you should stop, that you shouldn’t keep chasing your own pleasure but it feels too good. It hits in a sudden wave, your cunt clenching on nothing as you come all over his boot, the wet sound of you feverishly rutting against it as ride it loud in the silence of his rooms.
Sbrigati, puttana - Hurry up, whore
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CHRIST. I am. Oh. the. the degradation.
"Papa has two shoes, pet." Oh my god I want him.
I want him I WANT HIM I WANT HIM I WANT HIM I WANT HIM I WANT HIM I WANT HIM. [FERAL SCREAMING]
Dear followers, please go read Total Depravity by Honeynymph on Ao3. And then read everything else she has written.
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The secret Dungeon Meshi sauce that's getting people to eat better is that it's so non-judgmental. Senshi and the rest of the gang never talk about what not to eat besides things that taste bad and literal poison. They don't even talk about "health" that much besides the importance of a balanced diet. It's so much easier to eat well when you think of food simply as something your body needs, and that it's often worth the extra effort to make it taste good, especially when you understand how to connect "things your body needs" with "things that taste good"
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Shoutout to Baldurs Gate 3 for having a magical girl transformation sequence but instead of a teenager in a short skirt it's a lesbian aasimar paladin in full plate about to open 13 cans of fucking whoop ass
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