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[elen-aranel]

I simply cannot see a post about cnc without being disappointed that someone isn’t making something cool on their machine

[cowardlycowboys]

my mom casually mentioning cnc and I'm like ...what do YOU think that is before I say anything

[momoguido]

The best thing about telling people I'm going to school for CNC is scanning the room to see which people get visibly uncomfortable.

[scalextric]

stepped away from class for one second and when i came back the professor was saying “you have to get intimate with the machine!” and making kissy sounds at the 3-axis cnc mill. he’d do numbers on here

[afriendofblahaj]

every day the urge to cnc a metal core for a normal plastic beyblade and smoke a bunch of kids grows stronger

Beyblade heavyweight division

[swetatiwarib2b]

Top CNC Machines for Small Businesses and Startups: A Guide to the Best Options for Growth

In today’s rapidly evolving manufacturing landscape, CNC (Computer Numerical Control) machines have become an essential tool for businesses of all sizes. Whether you’re a small business owner or a startup looking to scale, investing in the right CNC equipment can be a game-changer. These machines offer precision, automation, and cost-efficiency, which are critical factors for small businesses trying to compete in a competitive market.

If you’re considering a CNC machines for your business, it’s important to understand the options available and how they align with your needs. In this blog, we’ll walk through the top CNC machines suitable for small businesses and startups, helping you make an informed decision.

1. Nomad 3 by Carbide 3D

For startups looking to create high-precision, small-to-medium-scale parts, the Nomad 3 by Carbide 3D is an excellent choice. It’s a compact desktop CNC mill, which makes it a perfect fit for small workshops or even home-based operations.

Key Features:

Compact Design: The Nomad 3 is small, making it an ideal choice for limited workspaces.

Ease of Use: It comes pre-assembled, so you can start machining right out of the box. Plus, its user-friendly software, Carbide Create, allows you to quickly create and modify designs.

Precision: With a robust build, it’s known for producing high-quality parts with tight tolerances.

Why It’s Great for Small Businesses: It’s an affordable solution for businesses that want to produce custom prototypes, small production runs, or intricate parts without the need for large-scale CNC equipment.

2. Tormach 1100M

Tormach has become synonymous with affordable yet professional CNC machinery, and the Tormach 1100M is one of its standout models. This small but powerful CNC mill is built for precision and reliability, offering great versatility for a variety of small business needs.

Key Features:

Increased Capacity: The 1100M offers a larger work envelope compared to desktop machines, with a 28” x 18” x 16” travel.

High Speed: The machine has a high-speed spindle and a powerful motor that can handle tougher materials, making it ideal for milling metal parts.

Expandability: Tormach machines are known for their ability to expand with additional options like tool changers, rotary tables, and more.

Why It’s Great for Small Businesses: For businesses looking to grow and scale quickly, the Tormach 1100M offers an affordable entry into CNC milling with room for upgrades. It’s perfect for businesses that need to create high-precision parts with metals and other tough materials.

3. Shapeoko 4 by Carbide 3D

The Shapeoko 4 is another CNC router from Carbide 3D that offers a lot of versatility for small businesses and startups, particularly those involved in woodworking, plastic, or light metal cutting.

Key Features:

Large Working Area: With a 16” x 16” x 3” cutting area, the Shapeoko 4 allows you to create larger parts or multi-part projects.

Durability: Its rigid frame and precision components ensure accurate cuts even with demanding materials.

Upgrades and Customization: The machine is designed with upgrades in mind, allowing you to add accessories like automatic tool changers or larger worktables.

Why It’s Great for Small Businesses: The Shapeoko 4 is an affordable entry into CNC machining with the flexibility to handle a variety of materials. It’s an excellent choice for small businesses involved in prototyping, custom fabrication, or even small production runs.

4. X-Carve Pro by Inventables

Inventables’ X-Carve Pro offers advanced CNC routing technology while being accessible for small businesses and startups. This machine is suitable for a wide range of materials, including wood, plastics, and soft metals.

Key Features:

Precision and Power: The X-Carve Pro boasts a high-performance spindle, powerful motors, and a robust frame, allowing for precision work.

Versatility: With a large work area of up to 4’ x 2’ x 5”, it’s perfect for businesses that need to create larger-scale projects without compromising accuracy.

Easy-to-Use Software: The X-Carve Pro comes with Easel software, which simplifies the design process and helps you quickly convert 2D designs into 3D projects.

Why It’s Great for Small Businesses: Its versatility and the ability to work with a wide range of materials make it perfect for a variety of industries, from woodworking to product prototyping. The X-Carve Pro is ideal for small businesses that require both precision and flexibility.

5. Snapmaker 2.0

The Snapmaker 2.0 is an all-in-one CNC machine that combines 3D printing, laser engraving, and CNC carving into a single unit. It’s perfect for startups that need a versatile machine capable of handling different production methods.

Key Features:

Multi-Functionality: The Snapmaker 2.0 can perform 3D printing, laser engraving, and CNC carving, making it a great investment for businesses that require multiple capabilities in one machine.

Modular Design: Its modular components allow easy upgrades and expansions based on your business’s growing needs.

User-Friendly Interface: The touchscreen interface makes controlling and monitoring the machine easy for beginners and experts alike.

Why It’s Great for Small Businesses: Startups and small businesses can benefit from the Snapmaker’s versatility, particularly if they need a multi-functional tool for prototyping or small-scale production. It saves space and money while offering a range of capabilities.

6. Bantam Tools Desktop PCB Milling Machine

For small businesses or startups in the electronics industry, the Bantam Tools Desktop PCB Milling Machine is a game-changer. This machine allows you to create professional-grade printed circuit boards (PCBs) in-house, saving on outsourcing costs and reducing lead times.

Key Features:

Precision Milling: With a 0.005” resolution, the Bantam Tools PCB mill offers excellent precision for PCB manufacturing.

Easy Setup: This machine is designed to be easy to set up and use, even for those without prior CNC experience.

Robust Software: The software is intuitive and helps you convert your designs into milling paths effortlessly.

Why It’s Great for Small Businesses: PCB manufacturing can be expensive, and the Bantam Tools mill enables small businesses to produce their own PCBs without relying on third-party services. This is perfect for startups in electronics or IoT hardware development.

Final Thoughts

Investing in the right CNC machine is crucial for the growth and success of your small business or startup. Each of the machines listed above offers unique features and capabilities suited to different industries and needs. Whether you’re a maker, manufacturer, or hobbyist, there’s a CNC machine that fits your budget, workspace, and production requirements.

Take the time to evaluate your business's needs, determine the materials you’ll work with, and consider future scalability when choosing your CNC machine. With the right equipment, your small business can enjoy the benefits of precision, efficiency, and innovation, leading to more opportunities for growth and success.

[stardustdiver]

also important context: in his 'NON-EMERGENCY MEETING' livestream in november he was talking about The Plan™️ and general 'im back' discussion, and chat were being chat as chat tends to do

he then sent them off to annoy bob and wade and to congratulate wade for being pregnant

[27:00 timestamp]

[doubleca5t]

So the acronym CNC also stands for "computer numerated control", and CNC machines are very common in precision manufacturing. I work with them regularly and its always jarring to be reminded thats also what the rapeplay kink is called.

Girl who works in precision manufacturing with a wife who's into noncon clocks in for a long day of CNC and then clocks out and goes home for some CNC

[la-principessa-nuova]

I just made a seagull noise laughing when i learned that CNC stands for Consensual Non-Consent in addition to Computer Numerical Control.

Legitimately if someone asked me if I wanted to try CNC prior to this moment, it would have been like:

Them: Hey, would you be interested in trying, ummm…. CNC? 👉👈

Me: Yeah, absolutely! 😃

Them: Really? 😯

Me: Yeah, I’ve been wanting to try it for a while actually. But, you know, the machines are so expensive.

Them: The machines??? 🤨

[late-to-the-party-81]

His Whore

AN - I’ve been quiet for a bit, because I’ve been working on a long fic, but even that has stalled due to general life stuff, so I decided I’d write a bit of PWP to throw out into the universe. I asked the folks in The Little Lad Corner discord to help decide which babe would be the centre of this rough sex fantasy. Ari and Lloyd tied as winners, but I did a Lloyd PWP one shot at the beginning of the year and also decided I wanted to make it soft at the end, so I went with Ari. I hope you enjoy it.

Likes are loved, but reblogs are golden.

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Relationship - Spy Ari x female reader (established relationship)

WC - 2.1k

CW - Jealousy, Angry sex, Rough sex, face fucking, choking, name calling, degradation, looks like dubcon, but is actually CNC, safe-signs mentioned, D/S undertones, after care, talking things through, miscommunication, fluff and banter.

Summary - When Ari returns late from a job, your green-eyed monster and insecurities get the better of you, leading to him teaching you a lesson the best way he knows how.

“Get me hard, slut,” he’d snarled, but you hadn’t moved, other than to briefly flash all five fingers of your right hand, before curling them tight at your side again. “The difficult way it is, then.”

The grip around your throat tightened, reducing your air flow as Ari’s hips snapped against yours from behind. Each indrawn breath was a struggled wheeze, made all the worse by the worrying of your tits from the fingers of his other hand. The only thing keeping you upright was the grip on your neck and your echoing one on his other arm.

You should have known better than to act the brat, but you’d been too mad at him, first for leaving you alone for longer than he’d said he’d be gone, and then finding out he’d been with her, to think clearly.

Ari had told you numerous times before that there was nothing going on between them, at least on his end, and if he was flirting with her — encouraging her attention — it was purely for the sake of the mission. He was a spy after all. He’d do whatever it took to get the information he needed and you’d known that fact going into this relationship with him. It didn’t stop your eyes from turning a violent shade of green every time you thought about her touching him, though.

It was also the fact that when Ari had returned two hours late, it had been with a swagger in his step and a smile on his face — the smugness of a job well done clinging to him like cologne. He hadn’t seemed to care about your anguish one iota, which had led to you losing your temper - something you were normally good at controlling. He’d barely hung up his jacket before you’d rounded on him, your hands pushing ineffectually at his solid chest. 

“Where the fuck have you been?” In those first seconds Ari appeared to be amused by your outburst. Fucker probably took it as stroke to his ego, his ‘little woman’ being jealous. If you’d left it at that — let him explain and talk you down the way he had in the past, things would probably have gone differently. However, you’d continued blindly forward, ignoring all of the warning signals. Having caught a waft of a very specific perfume you’d seen red. You’d grabbed at his chin, yanking his head this way and that, looking for any tell-tale signs of an assignation — lipstick, scratches or hickeys. You found none, which had somehow made you even more angry. “Just because you’ve been careful doesn’t mean I don’t know what you’ve been up to. I’m not stupid!”

Ari’s eyes had narrowed as he’d removed your hand from his face, holding it in a loose grip of his own. “What exactly are you accusing me of, sweetheart? Because if it’s what I think it is, I’ll remind you that we’ve had this conversation more than once before. I’ve explained what I’m doing and why, and you’ve said that you understood. You’re not the one I’m lying to here, remember?”

You’d jerked your hand away with a pointed glare. “And how do I know that, hmm? How do I know that you’re telling me the truth when you tell me you’re not lying?”

He’d pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. “Sweetheart, you’re giving me a headache.” 

“Well, I’ve already got one and your behaviour might just make it permanent!” Your arms, with your hand fisted, had vibrated with rage. In fact your whole body had been suffused with it. You’d spun on your heel, intending to lock yourself in your bedroom until Ari had grovelled enough, but you hadn’t been able to hold back from making one last comment. “Go back to your girlfriend, Ari. She’s probably waiting for you with stars in her eyes, like the idiot I used to be. I’m not gonna be your bit on the side. I’m not gonna be your whore!”

From behind you there’d been a low growl, before his hands had clamped down onto your shoulders, stopping your momentum towards your sanctuary and turning you back to face him. “That’s it! If you want to think that’s how I see you, then maybe that’s how I ought to treat you.”

Using only a little more pressure, Ari had pushed you down to your knees, glaring down at you haughtily the entire time. Shifting one hand to the back of your neck, holding you immobile, he’d lowered the zipper on his slacks and roughly shoved them down past his hips. It had taken all of your willpower not to let out a moan at the way his cock had already been half hard inside his black boxer briefs. “Get me hard, slut,” he’d snarled, but you hadn’t moved, other than to briefly flash all five fingers of your right hand, before curling them tight at your side again. “The difficult way it is, then.”

The hand on your neck had then moved to hold your face, almost in a copy of the way you’d held him only a few minutes earlier, as he’d pulled himself free of his underwear. He hadn’t pumped himself the way he usually did, obviously wanting your mouth to do the important work this time. When you hadn’t opened up when he’d pressed his tip against your lips, he’d put pressure on your face, his fingers and thumb pressing on the hinge of your jaw until you could no longer keep it closed. 

As soon as there’d been enough space, Ari had shoved his cock into your mouth and you’d immediately started to gag and splutter. Luckily, he hadn’t left you like that for long, instead he’d set up a fast and brutal pace of fucking into your face, both his large hands holding onto your head and your hands holding onto his forearms in return, fingers spread. It had taken only a few thrusts for his cock to fully harden, but he’d still continued, coating himself in your saliva until it ran from your mouth in thick globs and tears rolled down your face, taking your light coating of mascara with it.

When Ari had finally pulled himself away, he’d wiped some of the murky tears from your cheek with a derisive chuckle. “Now you look more like the slut you are.” You’d tried to bite out a response, but your jaw and throat were too sore to cooperate. “And I’m not done with you yet,” he’d continued menacingly. 

Before you’d known what was happening, Ari had manhandled you down the corridor and into the bedroom. In a matter of moments he’d stripped you bare and pushed you down onto the bed. Shaking your head and trying to get your bearings, you’d watched as he’d made equally quick work of removing his own clothes, strewing them across the floor without a care. He’d quickly climbed up behind you, and when his rough hand had shoved itself between your legs, you’d realised at the same time as him how much his rough ministrations had turned you on. “Whore,” he’d mumbled in your ear, before sheathing himself inside you with one, hard thrust. The scream you’d let out had echoed around the room, and as he’d continued to fuck your pussy with the same abandon he’d fucked your face, you couldn’t manage to stay quiet.

“Fuck, sweetheart, even properly sounding like one. However, you are putting me off with all that noise. If I’m using you, it’s all about me, isn’t it?” Which is how you’d gotten to the point of being pulled flush to his chest by your throat.

Your pussy clenched around Ari’s thick cock as he drove it inside you like a piston and plucked harshly at your nipples. Your head was swimming from the reduced air flow and all the different points of sensation were driving you towards an orgasm, even if that wasn’t what your lover intended. However, in the next few moments you realised that he was proving a point. That no matter what you believed of him, he knew exactly what you needed — he knew what got you off.

Ari pulled his hand away from your breasts and with it, the only support that didn’t put pressure on your already restricted throat. Spots danced in front of your eyes and you were just about to flash your safe sign, when two things happened at once. Firstly, that now free hand of his smacked down on your wet, squelching pussy, catching the tip of your engorged clit. Secondly, he let go of your throat.

You collapsed forward as your orgasm rocked through you like a runaway train. You didn’t care about being quiet — you screamed and moaned and whimpered as you twitched around like a live butterfly pinned to a board — and through it all, Ari continued to fuck into you, his hands grasping the meat of your hips as he slammed into your spasming cunt again and again. You were aware of the loud groan from behind you, the familiar feeling of his cum flooding your insides until it spilled over, but instead of the steady, heavy weight of him curling over your back and rolling you both to the side, what you got was the empty feeling caused by him pulling away. Your eyes fluttered open and focussed enough to see him throw some crumpled bills down onto the bed in front of your face.

“There. Happy now? Used you like a whore and paid you like one too.”

For the space of five heartbeats you didn’t move — didn’t make a sound — other than a ragged wheeze as you sucked in your breaths, but then you flailed out an arm behind you. 

Searching. 

Beckoning. 

In an instant the atmosphere in the room changed. Ari’s bear-paw of a hand clasped around yours and he pressed right up beside you, pulling you onto your side and cocooning you with his huge body. His free hand stroked slowly up and down your bare body, and he pressed kisses to the back of your neck and your temple. 

“Are you alright, baby? I didn’t take it too far?” There was a tremor of worry in his voice, despite the fact the pair of you had a robust safe system. You’d flashed him your fives more than once, and nothing else lower at any other point.

“I-I’ll be al-alright in a moment,” you stuttered out. “Just n-need a few m-more minutes like this.” You snuggled back into his warm, and Ari reached to drag the comforter up and over the pair of you, before cuddling you again, humming against the back of your head. When the aftershocks had finally died away, and your brain felt like it could actually process again, you turned in his arms and cast your eyes up towards his still concerned expression.

“I’m fine, really,” you said, cupping your palm against his bearded cheek. “And I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry. I know you’re not cheating on me, that you’re only doing your job, but you’re my everything, and just even thinking about anyone else getting even a tiny piece of this is enough to make me see red. Then you were late home without telling me, and didn’t even seem to care.” A tear slipped unbidden from your eye as you finally revealed your vulnerability.

“Hey, none of that, sweetheart. What that woman sees is nothing like this. This is just for you — for us. What she sees, what any of them ever sees, is a façade — a dull facsimile. You’ve got all of me, now and for however long you want me. His thumb reached up and swept the errant drop of salty liquid from your cheek. “However, going back to your comment about not telling you I’d be late, can I just ask… Where’s your phone, baby-girl?”

“In the lounge, where I was waiting for you. I put it to the side while I read and watched a movie.”

“And when did you last charge said phone?”

“Well, not since…” you broke off and burrowed your face, that was now heated with embarrassment, into Ari’s chest. 

“Do you think it might have run out of charge again,” Ari sing-song-ed.

“Maaaay-be,” you conceded. It was definitely on the way out, but you’d been putting off buying a new one for the last couple of months. You peeked out at him with one eye and saw the amused twinkle in his blue eyes.

“Hhmmm, likely, I think. So next time, before you fly off the handle, maybe you could try checking? I had to sneak off to the washroom to send that message so I didn’t give the game away. If I have to do this again, I’m taking it out on your ass, as well.” To make his point all the more firmly, he gave one of your buttocks a squeeze, before dragging a calloused finger across your puckered hole.”

You gave out a little gasp at the sensation, but the little devil on your shoulder wasn’t really put off by this threat. Reaching out to the side, you scooped up the pile of bills and quickly counted them.

“Make it $300 and I might just let you…”

With a hearty laugh, Ari rolled the pair of you over until you lay over his torso like a blanket.

“Baby, you’re going to be the death of me.”

“But at least you’re not bored. Now lie still. I’m thinking I might turn you into my whore, now.”

“You’re gonna pay me with my own money though, aren’t you?”

“Shut up and kiss me, slut.”

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[fujouppy]

googled how does cnc work and got hit with 80 reddit posts talking about computer numerical control machines instead. not what i wanted but cool

[dontsh0vethesun]

captured

kinktober 2023 masterlist

wandanat x reader

18+: alcohol use, smut; kidnap fantasy, cnc, threesome, intox play, drunk sex, restraints, blindfolds, mommy!wanda, daddy!natasha, strap use, fingering, face sitting, dom/sub, degradation, slight dollification, voyeurism, very slight spit kink

wc: 2k

Natasha and Wanda watched you drunkenly amble towards the bar’s bathroom, making your way through the crowds of people with stumbled steps. They smirked at the sight of your retreating body, your head blurred and hazy - perfect for the evening they’d planned. 

When they’d taken the three of you to the bar you were unaware of their plan; you took the numerous drinks they passed to you throughout the evening, swallowing them down with your demeanour growing less coordinated with each passing minute. They adored the sight. The way you grew ever closer to them, using Wanda’s shoulder to keep your head upright with slurred murmurings in reply to their conversations. 

You were their perfect little doll, a toy so easily pliable and desperate to go along with their each and every want. 

“Ready?” Natasha asked Wanda, taking her hand to lead the way outside. 

“More than ready,” she returned, smiling at the thought. Just the knowing of what was to come had her thighs clenching together beneath the table. 

When you eventually made your way back out to them you found the table you’d once occupied to be empty. The glasses you’d been drinking from were left discarded with the only reminder of their presence shown in the lipstick print on Wanda's tumbler. 

Making your way outside was tricky with the groups of people getting in your way and with the drunken tiredness sinking in it was hard not to begin to panic at the loss of your girlfriends. You thought that, perhaps, they were waiting outside but once you’d pushed through the doorway into the cold night air they were nowhere to be seen. 

The screen of your phone was bleary when you scrolled through to their contacts, unable to form a text message before a body was pressed to your back. 

You stumbled into their harsh hold, the strong arm that wrapped around your waist. 

“Keep quiet,” the voice rasped against your cheek. You could feel the heat of their breath against you through the baring of their teeth and you whimpered against the hand that forced you into silence, covering your mouth with their palm. 

You had no control over the tears that glossed over your eyes; in fact, you had no control at all. You were at their mercy, their strength withstood any fight you mustered up as you were led towards a car that seemed familiar. But with the fear and the liquor it was hard to make much sense of anything. 

You were pushed into the back seat and immediately pulled down until your head was resting in a lap you recognised. Though not much was making sense within your drunken daze, the scent was a source of comfort. Floral perfume and coconut lotion, the car air freshener that smelled of cinnamon and pine as well as a distinct musk of cologne from the leather jacket that lay near. 

You let your eyes close, listening to the low-volume radio music while slender fingers stroked through your hair and words were spoken that didn’t float into your consciousness. 

Once the engine began to dim into silence, you let hands wrap material around your face; your vision blacked out and hands useless with the rope that tied around your wrists. Those strong hands graced you again with a tug that pulled you to stand on a cobbled driveway before they took a possessive hold of your waist to guide you forward. 

“C’mon, sweet girl,” Wanda spoke as she twisted her keys into the lock of the front door, accompanying Natasha’s hands with a touch to your lower back. You hummed at the feeling of her soft lips that pressed to your neck whilst you were ushered toward the bedroom, leaning your head away to provide her access which she accepted gratefully with the sharpness of her teeth digging into you.  

By the time your head was against familiar pillows, you were achingly ready for anything that was to come next. You didn't see her approach but you soon felt Wanda’s body positioning itself above yours, her knees planted on either side of your hips. 

Her lips claimed yours eagerly and she laughed against you when you uselessly tried to hold onto her, struggling with your bound hands and obstructed sight. You thought she might offer a little reprieve but, instead, her hand on your wrist only lifted them above your head, pushing them firmly into the pillows to keep them still. 

Your lips moved together with fervour, her tongue pushed against yours while her free hand groped along any part of your body she could reach. You let the second pair of hands pull your trousers away from you exposing you to the air around you and the hungry eyes that took in the sight. 

“Such a perfect little slut,” Natasha breathed as she approached, keeping her gaze on the heated kiss whilst she took a swig from the bottle of vodka in her grasp.

“Mm, she is,” Wanda nodded, pulling away for you both to catch your breath. “And so well behaved.”

When you were allowed to see again you were rewarded with the sight of Wanda above you, her upper body bare and her fingers wrapped around the neck of the glass bottle. Natasha held onto your jaw and took in the sight of your pleading eyes when you watched Wanda take a drink, wiping her lips that glistened afterwards. 

“Open up,” the redhead rasped, forcing your jaw to slacken with a rough digging of her nails into your skin before taking the bottle for herself to hold it above you. The harshness of the alcohol burned your throat when you swallowed it down, choking on the liquid she forced into your throat. You drank as best you could from where you lay and the women laughed at the way it made your eyes water as it dribbled from your lips, wetting your chin and your neck where it trickled down. 

“Messy girl,” Natasha laughed before claiming your lips with a dominant kiss, licking the excess with a hum; the way her tongue glided over the thin skin of your throat to clean you up and her teeth sucked marks into your flesh made you shudder. You were so consumed by her actions that you were hardly aware of Wanda moving to your side, taking her new place with a hand cupping your bare cunt. 

You moaned into her mouth at the finger that slid through your soaked folds, teasing your entrance and flicking over your clit. 

“She’s soaked,” Wanda muttered, easing a finger into you as Natasha pulled away to rid herself of her clothing. “Mommy and daddy got you wet, huh?” 

“Mhm,” you nodded, lifting your hips into the hand that toyed with your throbbing clit. “Fuck, mommy, please,” you whined, craving a firmer touch than what she was giving. Your hands grasped the pillow in your fists, desperate for more and itching to touch her - to pull her into you. 

“So needy,” Natasha spoke from across the room. You craned your neck to catch a glimpse of her, her naked body situating a strap-on around her hips. “We caught you, sweetheart. So take what we give you.” 

“Yes, daddy,” you all but whispered. “I’m sorry.”

Wanda was feeling generous, especially considering your obedient behaviour, so pushed two svelte digits into your wanting hole, rubbing your bud with the pad of her thumb perfectly. You sighed at the way her rhythm never faltered, how the curling of her fingers felt so sublime. The other woman watched intently, made ravenous by the scene playing out in front of her; your pussy taking fast-moving fingers hungrily, covering them with the glistening slick between your legs. 

Both of the older women listened to the sounds pulled from you, the ramblings of their titles uttered into the room, and the lewd, wet sound of your cunt getting filled with Wanda’s fingers. Your pathetic body that squirmed at the pleasurable touch made them ache for you, their own wetness pooling. Natasha kneeled between your legs, creeping her hands under your shirt to palm at your tits, pulling your pert nipples with the fast-paced beating of your heart beneath her hands. 

“Cum all over your mommy’s fingers,” she uttered, scraping her teeth over the soft skin of your belly. “Bet you’re so desperate to get your pretty cunt fucked by your daddy, hm?” she asked, huffing a laugh at your feeble whimper and the nod you gave her. “Pathetic little fucktoy.” 

The words washed over you with your orgasm closely following before Wanda finally came into sight again with her tongue licking her fingers clean and her naked, sopping cunt against you where she straddled your waist. 

Natasha soon directed her attention to the other woman, putting on a show that you enjoyed. Her hands grabbed at her breasts and her lips trailed over her neck with Wanda moaning out at the suck to her pulsepoint. Blunt nails trailed down her sides before a musing fingertip made its way to her slit to find the wetness you’d created - she knew that she was the same. 

Wanda yearned for your mouth but the way you stared up at them was too entertaining to pass up the opportunity to prolong it a little further; they let their moans fall onto your ears and Wanda leaned over you teasingly to grab the bottle from the bedside table beside your head. She offered a drink to the woman behind her who took a sip before she did the same, taking another before hovering her face above yours. 

She prised your mouth open forcefully before releasing the harsh liquid past your lips; vodka pooled on your tongue in a possessive mix with her saliva.

“Put your filthy mouth to use, little doll,” she murmured before making her way further up your body to position her cunt above your lips. Whilst she sunk down onto your face, Natasha nudged her cock against your hole, easily inching into you with how dripping you were. She was relentless with the immediate thrusts she fucked you with, rough snapping of her hips burying her dick into you as she played with her own clit. Both women were desperate for their release - their perfect little prey had them aching and wanting. 

Your tongue lapped at her pussy with her sweet taste filling your mouth, lips latched around her swollen bud with a suck that made her moan out your name. One hand held her body upright with a white-knuckled grasp on the headboard, whilst the other gave the same treatment to your wrists, pushing them down with the weight of her body. She kept the antsy moving of your fingers still, loving the way you so desperately wanted to touch her. 

The walls of your pussy pulled Natasha’s cock into you and she reveled in the feeling, the wanton rutting of your bucking hips that searched for your climax. The way she held onto you was guaranteed to leave fingertip-sized bruises in its wake; she’d kiss the forming marks later on before diving in to taste you and she’d watch Wanda do the same. 

“You’re taking me so well,” she grunted out, biting into her bottom lip at the nearness of her release. “Your greedy pussy belongs to us,” she added, making you moan against Wanda’s pussy. The vibrations elicited a high-pitched moan above you and a quickening of the grinding of her cunt into your lips.

“God, you’re doing so good, honey,” she stuttered. “So close. Fuck, make your mommy cum.”

You could hear Natasha’s grunts of pleasure and you knew she was close; the heat of it all urged on the tongue that played with Wanda’s clit, that swallowed every drop of her as your own release soaked your daddy’s cock. 

You basked in the loud moan you pulled from the woman atop you, riding her through her orgasm as she filled your mouth with her distinctly sweet taste; you drank it down like honey, gifted to you by the perfect woman who mumbled your name. It wasn’t much longer until Natasha’s grip grew even harsher as she came, riding herself through her high with no regard to the sensitive cunt she fucked into. 

You were just their little toy for the night and you’d take anything they threw your way no matter how painful. Even when, hours later, you were a whimpering and incoherent mess you’d just bathe in their attention.