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All I’m saying is that, if we’re gonna do this, we have to do it different, we can’t just fall into the same rut.
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Happy stims whenever I see your url come up on my feed, whether it’s for a thread of ours or memes or gifs, just all the joy (and angst) you bring to my page 💜
You are an angel and I love you!
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🌺 send this to blogs you think are wonderful 🌺 uno reverse, chica
Awww! This is genuinely so sweet. <3
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xxonceuponafuckxx · 4 hours
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Robin nodded, chuckling and petting her hair. "Good girl." He watched her, laughing quietly at her obvious frustration. When she tried to force them to give her more, the men grabbed her hips to keep her still. One of them lightly spanked her ass, looking down at her. "Ahh ahh, you already know you're not getting more." They eventually pulled out of her, using her hands to cum over her face and chest. The man in her mouth continued moving, cumming inside her mouth before pulling out of her mouth. Robin let them take their time, hands groping her body to give her some time to fully cool down.
He had been very careful to make sure she had cool down time, but he was noticing that she was starting to get floaty. If he pushed her, he was sure that she would pass out. So, he did. As an experiment. Robin had the last two groups fuck her ruthlessly. They fucked her hard, groping her breasts roughly as they fucked her. The moment the first group was done, the next group was grabbing her to continue fucking her. They gave her no break, only pulling out of her to cum and immediately switch her over to the next group.
Robin was curious for her reaction. She clearly didn't like them going slow, but it was for a reason. Denial seemed to increase her stamina, since he'd never seen her fuck this much in her streams. He assumed that it was actually good for her even if she clearly didn't like it. But, it was time to push her. He needed to see what happened when she had too much stimulation too quickly.
Violet was still trying to catch her breath after her last orgasm. It had been a moment since she had been gang fucked, or even just fucked this roughly (not counting last night) where rough hands manhandled her, fondling her and groping and slapping at her like she was a doll to play with rather than a person. And with the enhanced breasts she is certainly more sensitive. The cocks fucking her roughly and having her squeeze around what was inside. She felt so warm and tingly and like she was floating on clouds. This, as slutty as it was, was her element and she had grown into loving it.
She barely noticed the man coming over to her to check on her. Her mouth opened for him obediently to take out the gag. It was a bit easier for her to get her breath back. She blinked a few times to focus, listening and still feeling the floaty and tingling sensations all over her body. She kissed him back, eyes closing for a moment before looking back up at him. She gulped, tasting cum on her tongue again as she listened, nodding. She was still breathing a little heavier but she didn't feel any less confident. "I'm okay," she told him. She was more than fine. Floaty after an amazing orgasm after an amazing fucking. What was he on about? She lets the gag go back in and makes a mewing when he says she looks beautiful. She sure hoped so, and hoped he got those pictures and videos of her. She would love to see how all this looked.
Soon enough she was picked up again and placed as they were wanted, excitement rising through her again as she anticipated the hard fucks and slaps again. But she mewed in annoyance, almost growling as she felt them going slower and softer than the others. She almost pouted, even in her high floaty state. The tingling sensations were leaving, more like a buzzing of need now and she whined, moving her body so the cocks in her would move harder.
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xxonceuponafuckxx · 5 hours
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To another time, to another place, to another us. (insp.)
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xxonceuponafuckxx · 5 hours
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@matty-1-monopoly:
Matt could hear her whines as he mashed his lips into hers. Being a project manager over her had given him power to abuse. His tongue slipping in to flick against her tongue. Despite her many years of working ahead of him, he was finally able to put her in her place. Wanting to reclaim the dignity that he felt he had lost by working alongside and under her. Pulling back from the kiss, wiping his lips with his fingertip before looking to her once again. "With a mouth like that, I can see why the previous managers liked you." Continuing to talk down to her.
She glared at him, rolling her eyes. "My previous managers liked me because I'm smart and I actually work. Two things you will never know about. We both know you snuck your way into this job because you're an idiot." Pamela couldn't stand being talked down to, especially when she knew that the other person didn't deserve to be above her. She knew that he couldn't have earned this position fairly, not when she had always clearly worked harder than him. Pamela always stayed late and showed up early, doing as much work as possible. That was why she didn't mingle too much. She just wanted to work.
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She slowly rested her hand in Alanna's, shivering nervously as Alanna explained that she would do what needed to be done until Jasmine could handle it. "I'm just afraid that he will catch me... If he finds me trying to get this dagger, I worry-" A chill ran down her spine, shaking her to her core. "But, I also know that I can't- We can't live like this anymore." She did worry that Alanna would keep getting sick or Jafar continuing to push her until she did just end up killing them both. Jasmine knew how much Alanna hated watching her in pain, that was why Jafar kept pushing.
Jasmine just wanted all of this madness to finally end. She didn't want to be trapped like this forever, living in constant fear that the man who called himself her husband would torture her. She couldn't take anymore and she was personally close to cracking from it. And she knew that Alanna couldn't handle watching it anymore. She couldn't watch Alanna continue to fight against all of this. She couldn't keep patching her up when it got too bad. Especially now that Jafar knew what she was doing. It was all risky, but it had to happen. Trying to heal Alanna was getting more difficult and that meant that they had to stop it.
Alanna still left her hand outstretched towards Jasmine. She’d managed to catch Jasmine’s fingertips as the princess had dropped her own hand, so maybe…?
“Put your hand in mine, amyrti,” she whispered. Obviously simply keeping her hand there hadn’t been enough of an invitation, and she wanted to see whether they might actually be able to share at least this little bit of warmth with each other, separated as they were.
“Whatever price must be paid for our freedom and Agrabah’s freedom, I will do all I can to pay it for you, amyrti. Ahuv sheli. Let me bear the burden until you feel you can share it.”
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Dean Winchester + Snapping his fingers for anonymous 
That one was challenging. While Dean snaps is fingers a lot, he does it mostly off camera.
Bonus 
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Sam and Dean in 3.08 - A Very Supernatural Christmas
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xxonceuponafuckxx · 13 hours
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Ruby had struggled her entire life living in fear of being caught as her entire race was enslaved by the humans. She was trapped, locked away and forced to change between werewolf or human as her captors wanted. The collar had a shock element, used to shock her when she was in the more powered form. It was only made worse when she was sold. Her first owner had abused her, drugging her and passing her around for his friends like she was nothing. She was sent to a new owner, barely understanding what was happening. Ruby wasn’t sure what to make of it, not knowing what to think. She knew that humans were monsters, but she had no choice. There was a collar around her neck to keep her in human form, chains around her wrists so they could lead her to her new master despite her struggling. Ruby didn’t speak, remaining silent since the humans had taken her. She shivered, whimpering and trying to hide away from this new human taking ownership of her now. They pulled her closer, forcing her from one cage to another. They promised her new owner transport would be easy, since Ruby was already moving to curl up in the back of the cage in an attempt to feel safer.
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xxonceuponafuckxx · 14 hours
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Send “Collared!” to see my muses reaction to yours putting a collar on them!
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Heather was surprised by the slap, eyes blinking away the bright spot in her vision as her hand moved up to touch her face. "I-I... I'm sorry. I'm trying. I just... I didn't think. I don't normally use th-that word." She didn't like that this woman didn't live close to even the place that the others had kept her. "I-I... It was 1246 Hartford Street, apartment 4B. Whoever you send won't need too many boxes, I-I... I didn't have much." She sat back against the wall, pulling her legs up in front of her so that she could hold her knees against her chest. "I-I... I'm sorry I didn't understand. I'll try. C-could I please have bathroom privileges back?"
Dana slapped Heather across the face. "Mistress, that is how you refer to me, pet," she reminded Heather. "As for your address, a street address would likely be better. I don't particularly live close to where I rescued you from," she mused. "I think you've lost potty privileges, for that last one. You can use a litterbox, like a good kitty, instead."
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