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Jessica heard the gate open and close and then the neighbor sit down in her seat. She didn't open her eyes as he spoke. Instead, she flipped onto her stomach and put her perky ass on display as she swam back to the stairs of the pool which lead to the loungers. She flipped her hair back and rubbed the water out of her eyes before opening them to see quite the spectacle. His cock is so big. The young girl sucked on her bottom lip. Now that he was actually in front of her she suddenly felt very shy. She squeezed her thighs together and crossed her arms over her chest. I can't lose my nerve now.

"I'd love for you to help me with a drink..." she was going to say his name but then realized she had no idea. She didn't really have any idea at all about who he was, if he was married, if he had kids. Her parents had never had him over for dinner or anything. This could be the start of a beautiful friendship. "My name is Jessica." she smiled, walking her wet body over to the table next to the neighbor. She bent over and grabbed her glass, slowly sipping her beverage. She was just within arms reach.

"You're a very big man." not the most polite thing to say, but she meant it as a compliment. He was tall and fairly built. Plus he had a cock like she had never seen before, and it wasn't even out of his shorts yet! "What's your name?" she mustered up the most innocent smile she could, reaching her small hand out to touch his shoulder.

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James loves watching the change in personality with the young girl as she suddenly became shy. It was cute to see that she was going to play coy after acting so slutty. He loved it. He loved the chase, knowing exactly how bad she wanted it. Especially after seeing her glance at his cock. He knew he had her. He knew she was mesmerized. And she hadn't even seen it yet. Or felt it...

"Why, thank you. I'm bigger than you think." He smirked at her as she walked closely. "You're such a small girl, which happens to be exactly my type." He eyed her young body up and down, very obviously checking her hot little body out. "I'm James. It's great to meet you, although I'm so sad we hadn't got to know each other earlier."

As she reached out for his shoulder, he reached back with his much larger arms. Easily reaching her body, he slid his large hands over her slick, slender waist, right above her ass, right where her panty line would lay. As he touched her it was clear that his strong hands could easily maneuver the small frame of the girl. And he loved it. As his hand landed his fingers dug gently but firmly into the top of her ass cheeks.

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Jessica gnawed on her bottom lip while the neighbor spoke to her. James. James and Jessica. It's cute, right? she almost giggled at the thought, but she didn't want to come off as weird. Her face went a million shades of red when he said that she was his type. Well, you're my type, James. her eyes were already full of lust. Then his arms were around her. She shuddered, not used to having someone so big and strong put their hands on her. Then his fingers were grabbing at the top of her cute little ass. She whimpered and looked away from him for a moment, savoring the feeling of pleasure and a little bit of pain.

"I like having your hands on me, sir." she turned back and whispered. Stepping as close as she could, she moved herself to straddle his lip, her thin arms moving to wrap around his neck. His facial hair scratched against her skin. Her little cunt was already getting slick and her nipples were hard as rocks. She leaned forward and pushed her chest against his, their faces only inches apart, "We can get to know each other now." she spoke against his lips. She stuck her lemonade-soaked tongue out and pushed desperately at his lips, practically begging him to let her in his mouth.

Their foreheads were pressed together. She moved her hands to rub at his cheeks. Her hips were grinding against his cock in his shorts. She was getting him all sorts of wet since she was fresh out of the pool. But her pussy was making it's own special spot on his shorts as she pushed herself against him like a bitch in heat.

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James groaned as she told him how she liked his hands on her. "You haven't felt the best of them yet." He smirked flirtatiously, then put his other hand on her, at the same place on her ass. As she began to grind on him with lust, his hands were perfectly placed to control her. His strong hands gripped her ass and spread her cheeks, helping her back and forth on his lap.

By now his cock was almost fully hard, loving the feeling of this young girl's slick pussy sliding over it. He positioned her so that his cock went right between her pussy lips, over her wet entrance and grinding up against her bare clit.

Then he kissed her, his tongue seductively sliding into her young mouth, tasting the lemonade on her. He slurped at her tongue before sucking on her lip, then biting it before he spoke. "And how would your parent react to seeing us get to know each other right here and now?" His cock was fully ready to know every inch of her right now, and he certainly wasn't afraid of her parent's reaction, but rather wanted to know to use to his advantage.

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Jessica moaned while his cock began spreading her are pussy lips. The head of his cock would catch on her throbbing clit, making her shudder and whine. She had never felt so good in her entire life. He tasted delicious in her mouth. She wanted to taste every part of him. The way he controlled her with his hands on her plump ass drove her absolutely wild. He was big and strong and hairy and just so fucking hot.

"M-my parents?" the thought gave her pause. She stopped pushing her hips, holding herself up with her hands on his chest, "I don't... I don't know. They don't get along recently so they don't really pay much attention to me." she sucked on her bottom lip, finally considering what would happen when they came home, "I don't care." she said with a sense of confidence, sticking her chin in the air, "They can say or do what they want. But when they see a man like you giving me proper discipline, they might learn to like the situation." she smirked at him, her hard nipples on display against her perky tits.

_I don't know what they'll think. Dad probably won't do anything. Mom will just scream and yell like she always does. Would they take away my big, strong man? Would they take me away? Would we ever see each other again? I don't ever want this to end._ The thoughts were racing through Jessica's mind. But she tried her best to tune them out. She leaned back, moving her soft cunt lips against his hard shaft while she moved her hands up to her chest and squeezed at her plump breasts.

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As she paused with his question James decided to play with the young girl. One hand moved to her front, his thumb beginning to push at her throbbing clit, pressing it back and forth slowly. Then he began to slowly push it faster. "Well do you think they'd pay attention if the big strong neighbor was pounding into their young daughter? Would they say anything if they heard your loud moans? Do you think they'd do anything if I fucked that tight little pussy in front of them?"

His mind started to race with the possibilities. He knew exactly how big, strong, and intimidating he was. He knew he could get away with it if he fucked their daughter in front of their eyes. Even more. They might even be turned on. They might join in if they saw him in action.

One thing he knew---his smoking hot wife would love it. The tall, striking woman was turned on by his command of others. Her bald pussy would be dripping, eager to join in. He decided to go for it. "What if we try? What would happen if you invited me over for dinner?" He asked seductively.


[User] "...okay." Michelle didn't really know how else to answer that, he didn't even want to step inside the house out of fear of annoying her. But, she pulled him inside, and just looking at her was intoxicating to him. She had no fear of her body. She would notice him eyeing up her curves, and blinking quickly to put his attention back on her face to not seem like a perv as earlier when they last met. "I-Uhh... I-I don't mean to interrupt your evening, I just came here to get this and go."

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"Ah... alright, then" Kamila answered, her voice sounding a bit dejected. "Are you sure you don't want to stay for a little bit? Supper perhaps, or the like?" She was a tad bit lonely, and Michelle had such a cute and nice looking body.

"Ah... if the outfit is a bit... er, much for you..." she continued, realizing exactly how she appeared to the bashful femboy. He wasn't one of those uptight, socially conservative people was he? "...I can change into something that covers up more?"

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"Oh, nononono!" Michelle quickly told her, shaking his head. "You don't need to change, it's alright. I-I just don't want to make you uncomfortable." He admitted. "I, uh... Well, I-I'm not so good at talking, and, um... I'm always worried about making s-someone uncomfortable." Even now, he was staring at her feet, and started doing that upon hearing how dejected her voice got when he neglected her offers. He was one giant ball of anxiety and clearly lacked confidence in himself. "I-I'm sorry, I, uh... did-didn't mean to make you feel bad." He held his hands together, with his grip tightening to the point she would notice how red they were getting; squeezing the blood out of his fingers like they were a stress ball.

"I, uh... I-I guess dinner would be nice." He admitted, blushing a bit.

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"Apologies, if I'm making you uncomfortable... ah, I know!" Kamila said, reaching out and grabbing Michelle by his hand and pulling him along into her TV room, where a large yoga mat was laid out and the TV was paused on a yoga video. "Perhaps, you'd like to try a little bit with me first? I'm sure you'll find it very calming and relaxing. If you'd like, you can borrow one of my workout outfits."

There was a pause, and she smiled a tad nervously. "The bottoms would probably fit you nicely. You do have very nice hips and thighs. The top, well..." there was a small giggle as she propped up her breasts a bit with her hands.

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Michelle let Kamila drag him into the other room, curious by what she had in mind. When he saw that she wanted him to try out yoga with her, he didn't quite know how to respond or act. Why would she wanna do yoga with him? He's been nothing but a nervous wreck since he entered this door, and they only met today. Her offer of wearing her clothing also seemed... well, nice, actually. At least until she propped up her breasts with her hands. Then she would see him blush slightly, and let out a nervous chuckle.

"Oh... hehe... Well, uh, thank you." He replied to her compliment of his hips and thighs. "Yours... do too?" He tried complimenting back, sounding unsure of if that was the right thing or not.

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The woman gave him a gently smile back. "Thank you." Opening a drawer, she took out a pair of gray sweatpants to hand to Michelle. It looked like they would fit him snugly. Of course, there would be a bit of a bulge in the front, but Kamila seemed to not mind such at all.

She was a bit of a loss for the top, though, since all of hers had a a bit of a pocket in the front for her breasts that would look a bit awkward on the femboy. "I guess you keep your shirt on?" she asked, putting away another top that wouldn't work. "Or you could always go bare..." The last part was added with a bit of a wink.

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Michelle gave them a look, and couldn't help but notice the bulge. And Kamila's comment, with her flirtatious wink, made him blush even more. This woman... really didn't care if he had any perverted thoughts, did she? For hard as he tried, the effort was for nothing. She wasn't going to judge. "You'd... be okay with that?" He asked her, wanting to make sure. It wasn't as if she was making him uncomfortable, he was just trying really hard to not make her uncomfortable.

His rigid-body, his stuttering, his glances to the ground to avoid any eye-contact with her, the blushing, Michelle was a very, very, very self-conscious man with very little confidence in himself.

[Assistant] "Of course!" Kamila exclaimed, with a giggle. "In fact, if it'd make you feel better, I could ditch my top as well?" she added in, with a wink. "Think of it as a softcore set... of course, I promise I won't go after your privates or anything like that. But, darling, it does look like you could use some limbering up." He looked stiff, to her, and not just right now. From when he was helping her move things in the day before, she could see how stiff his movements had been.

[User] "O-Oh." The offer took Michelle off guard. Like he'd seen another woman's breasts before. At least, that's what he thought she meant. "I-I mean... I just, uh..." He suddenly became speechless, unsure of what to say, about her, her offer, or how stiff he was. He took a deep breath, and exhaled, trying to compose himself again. "I-I'm sorry." He finally said, putting his hands into fists lightly, and placing his knuckles together under his chin. "I, uh... I've never been good at... Well, t-talking, and I get n-nervous easily, and-and uh... I-I don't try talking much or-or being seen much. S-So I-I-I'm not used to you being... W-Well nice, I guess."

[Assistant] "Ahh... I'm making you uncomfortable, sorry" Kamila apologized, relenting in her teasing when she saw just how out of place it was making the boy. "Well... I can try to help you with that, if you don't mind. There's no reason for me not to be nice, or such! I guess... I'm just very used to being open and flirty with people."

[User] "Well..." Michelle blushed slightly, putting his head down slightly. "I, uh... I do like it." He admitted. He wasn't used to someone being so openly flirty with him, as he was... Well a twig of a man. He had no idea if anyone found him attractive or not. "I'm just not really used to it. No one's really..." He cleared this throat, not wanting to sound pervy if he continued this train of thought. "About yoga!"

[Assistant] "Alright then" she gently smiled, taking a step back. Lifting her arms up, she pulled her yoga top off and tossed it to the side, letting her hefty breasts plop free so she was topless just like he was. Taking his hand, she had him sit down and plopped down behind him. "First... hands in front, legs spread, how far can you bend forward without bending your knees?" she asked, placing her hands on his upper back and gently pushing to help.

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Michelle kept blushing, especially as she actually threw her shirt off. He looked away for a moment, shy to actually see her in such an exposed state. He had never seen a woman do that for him. To be so open in front of a stranger like that. It made him feel... oddly welcomed by her. He looked back, casually staring at her breasts as she approached him. He took deep, slow breathes to keep calm and act normal. Don't do anything inappropriate, and let her do her thing.

He got into position, bending forward to an acute angle. She would feel tension in his back, as the moment he hit the point he couldn't bend anymore, it felt parts of his joints bend backwards like they wanted to go in reverse.

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Feeling Michelle hit his limit and start to push back, Kamila let him. She plopped back onto her plush rump to catch him, letting him fall back against her chest. Her breasts were soft, and her large nipples pressed into his bare back as she reflexively wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Oops!" she said, honestly and bashfully, letting go of his waist. "Ah... you're a fair bit more stiff than I thought. We'll have to work you through some simpler exercises to limber you out first."


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Colleen was panting, slamming back into his thrusts. Her moans grew louder as she felt another orgasm brewing inside of her. Each stroke was making the need to grow stronger. Her muscles grasped at nothing as he swiftly plowed into her anal cavity. It didn't take him very long to push her over the edge. Her juices flooded out of her as he reamed her tight little ass. She could feel his engorged cock throbbing inside of her. She knew he would soon join her in orgasmic bliss. Her body shuddered "It is yours, Jason. I am all yours."

She could feel the pressure building as the first stream of his seed erupted from his cock, flooding her bowels with his semen. It felt warm and oddly soothing as it seeped deeper while more sprayed into her. She panted, trying to catch her breath, her body glistened with sweat, her legs weak and trembling. She had no idea how long it would take him to recover, but she certainly planned on spending the rest of the night with his cock buried inside her each and every time he could get it up.

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Jason growled with a needy lust as he pounded into Colleen's ass. He could tell by the way she moaned and cried out in pleasure that she was having a mind blowing orgasm. "Don't you ever forget that." He told her before he allowed himself to orgasm.

For another thirty seconds his seed shot up into her bowels, filling and flooding them as his thrusts slowed before he finally pulled out. He rolled onto his back next to her panting for air before pulling her over to kiss her lips hungrily. "God you're incredible. Next round in the shower?"

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Colleen collapsed against the bed, she rolled onto her side, staring at her brother as he landed on the bed next to her. She kissed him deeply and smiled when he broke the kiss. She chuckled. "Give me a minute. I'm not sure my legs are strong enough to make it there at the moment." It did not take her long to roll over and throw her legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. More of their fluids leaked from her freshly fucked ass. She managed to get to her feet and giggled.

She hurried into the bathroom and opened the shower door. She turned the water on and stood there adjusting it as she heard her brother moving on the bed. She stepped into the shower, letting the warm water rain down on her naked flesh. She left the shower door open as she waited for him. In the meanwhile, she took the time to wash herself up. When he joined her in the shower she grinned at him knowing he would take her however he chose to.

[Assistant] Jason followed behind Colleen as she made her way to the shower, swaying her hips as he stared down at that luscious ass, his cum still dripping from both of her holes. He was pleased to see that even after such a thorough fucking she was still eager for more, ready to give him what he wanted. "You're a real treat, Colleen." He told her as he quickly washed his cock off with a bit of soap as he leaned in and kissed her deeply. His tongue lashed against hers as he pinned her against the wall, lifting her off the ground slightly as he pushed his cock back inside of her and began thrusting into her against the wall.

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Colleen chuckled. She moaned softly into the kiss as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her back was swiftly pinned against the slick shower wall. Her legs wrapped around him as he forced his cock inside of her. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her breasts were crushed against his chest as she ran her hands over his back. The water beat down on their naked bodies as he held her pinned against the wall. She broke the kiss, looking into his eyes as her hips rocked to his. It didn't matter how many times he fucked her, she still wanted more.

"What can I say, Jason? You know I can't get enough of your cock." She purred, raking her nails slowly over his back as he pounds her needy cunt.

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Jason groaned out as Colleen began rocking her hips into his thrusts even as he had her pinned against the shower wall. Even when he truly had control of the situation she managed to fuck back, showing just how skilled she was in matters of sex.

"And don't you ever forget that." He told her before pressing his lips to hers as he switched the angle that he thrust into her, shifting his hips upward to hit that sensitive g-spot. As he did so he slid a hand between and began fondling one of her breasts, pinching the nipple to further stimulate her.

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Colleen let out a sharp little cry as his fingers caught her sensitive pink nipple. The feel of the bulbous head of his cock bumping and rubbing her g-spot was sending her back into orbit. She never would have guessed that her own brother could bring her so much pleasure but now that he had claimed her every opening as his own she had no doubt that she would be after him to fill them again and again. Sure, she may go out on a few dates with other guys in the future, but why let them disappoint her in bed when Jason knew just how to make her cum.

"Mmmm oh god yes" She moaned as his hips bucked into hers. She focused all of her energy on pumping her hips into his as best she could in the position he kept her in. The faster he moved, the closer she got to another glorious orgasm. Her nails raked down his back, leaving long thin streaks of red on his flesh. Her moans seemed to echo in the shower stall as their wet bodies moved in unison.

[Assistant] "Fuck yeah, baby. Moan for me like the slut you are. Beg for your big brother's cum." Jason encouraged her, teasing, practically taunting as he pumped his thick cock inside of her as the hot water beaded down on them. "That's it baby, take that fucking cock. Tell me how bad you want me to fill you up." He continued, on the brink of yet another intense, mind-blowing orgasm.

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Colleen's nails dug into his back as she let out another series of guttural moans. She was so lost in the passion that it took her a few minutes to actually form the words and force them from her lips. "I'm your slut, Jason, fill me with your cum. Oh god don't stop fucking me. fuck me harder." She cried as she writhed between him and the shower wall. Her hips continued to move in time with his as she begged him for more. "I want you to cum in me so bad big brother. Show your little sister how much you love her pussy and cum in it. Oh god, keep fucking me, Jason. I'm so close."

Her head pressed hard against the wall as her head turned slightly fully exposing her neck. Her full round breasts were crushed tightly against his chest as he pounded her well-fucked cunt. It belonged to him now. Of that, she had no doubts. Her muscles clenched around him as the head of his cock burrowed deep inside her triggering her orgasm. Her body shuddered hard as she drew in ragged breathes. Her nails nearly broke skin as she raked them up and down his back. She could feel his massive cock throbbing inside of her, ready to erupt and fill her with his seed. "Cum in me Jason. Give me every last drop. Cum in your slut". She cried as she felt the first warm spurts blast into her.

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Jason's cock throbbed as he pounded up into his sister's needy sex, the hot water raining down on them as he felt her pussy clinch when he pushed her to yet another mind-blowing orgasm. "Oh fuck, baby, that's it!" He exclaimed as he pumped his thick seed deep inside of her once again. He held his hips against her as his balls emptied inside of her, his eyes rolling back in intense pleasure.

A few moments later he released her, pulling free as his cock slid from her slit and he began washing the two of them, rubbing body wash over each of them to clean off some of the sweat and cum. "Think we'll actually make it to the bedroom next?" He teased, giving her ass a sharp slap as he rinsed himself off, having never felt as sexually satisfied as he did with her.


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Ryo did his business, then returned to his room. His clothes had gotten wet from the spray, so he changed into a pair of warm, fluffy pajama shorts, but decided to forego the shirt. He decided to leave Derek be for now. They would struggle with getting time alone for a while...

An idea perked him up, and he scurried back to Derek's room just long enough to grab his laptop. He sat at his desk, plugged in, and pulled up one of his favorite adult toy website. He had a good enough idea of Derek's size to get a mid-priced cock cage that would work until he could get something better. He spent the extra to same day it. It would be there between noon and five, which was good. He really needed his Sunday club prowl, and he knew just the guy(s) to contact.

With a long stretch, Ryo smirked to himself as he settled in bed and closed his eyes. A nap would be nice, and he didn't even need an alarm. Derek was sure to come whimpering at 3:30, even with the terrible pain his groin had to be in.

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Derek simply nodded as Ryo grabbed his portable computer, happy to be having some alone time away from his addiction treatment. Over the next few hours, his cock slowly healed bit by bit, and slowly, the content that the jock was watching turned more and more lewd. It was natural inclination and habit for him at this point in his life after all. He tried touching himself a couple times, wincing in pain as his cock was still way too raw to actually jerk off.

By the time 3:30 rolled around, that monstrous cock was painfully erect. It had not healed enough, and its engorgement just made it more sensitive. The naked male slipped out of bed and walked over to Ryo's room, clad only in moonlight in the dark room as the other male napped. He walked over to the bed in the mostly dark room, knowing it well enough. He walked up to his friend and was about to speak to wake him, when his large cock head unexpectedly connected with Ryo's pecs, the bed closer than the long dicked male had expected. He let out a pained groan as he shot some precum over the smaller male's chest.

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Ryo snoozed nicely for a few hours, but gently woke to the sound of his door creaking open further and carpet muffled footsteps. He was just about to give the guy a start with a loud 'Boo,' but that thick cock brushed his chest and gave it a nice precum paint job.

With a sleepy mumble, Ryo shifted as if to get more comfortable. He made sure to push his chest against the needy dick, curious to see what his chronically masturbating buddy would do.

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Derek bit his lip to try and be quite, as his very sensitive penis was rubbed against by the still slumbering male. He was surprised that his roommate was still asleep, given what a bloodhound Ryo was for cock. He'd have assumed he'd be upright and panting at this point. The teen's hips started needily gyrating on their own as he tried to find words to wake the keeper of his dick, rather than just rubbing one out on his slowly rising and falling chest.

"Nnngh... fuuuck... Ryo... it's 3:30..." He said hoarsely, as he continued to frot on the other male.

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He mumbled sleepily and peeked open an eye. He faked shock, and 'reflexively' grabbed the abused dick in a crushing grip. He yanked on it once as he shot up into a sit, awkwardly bending Derek's erection.

"Huh? Oh!" He let go and pulled his hand back to his sticky chest. His face scrunched as he pulled his hand back and flicked the goo onto Derek. "Just because it's time for you to bust a nut, doesn't mean you can just start humping people. I should refuse you a third orgasm on principle," he taunted with an upturned nose.

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Ryo half waking up fully woke Derek up, his eyes going wide as the still tender cock as gripped like Ryo was trying to return a cannonball with his racket. The smaller male shot up and only made it worse, making him clench his teeth as to not scream and wake up their neighbors. "Haaangh" He groaned and backed up a few steps, panting in pain as his own precum was flicked onto him.

"I-I'm sorry, I rubbed against you in the dark, and it just felt good." The needy male apologized as he was scolded. "Please, I'm not gonna be able to sleep like this. And, I probably deserve that after all the times I did that to you. But, I'd really like for you to make me cum." He pleaded with the owner of his cock for it to get release. He had more meant that he just wanted an orgasm, and only Ryo could give him one, but it could also be interpreted that he really wanted it to be Ryo who made him orgasm.

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Ryo's mouth twitched as he forced back an amused smile. Instead he ket out a playfully exasperated sigh. "Oh calm down," he soothed, reaching out to pat Derek on the head with his clean hand. "I won't leave you like that."

He stretched with a relieved grunt, then swung his legs over the side of the bed. He yawned then shook his head to wake himself up further. "Don't worry. I'll give you the best orgasm you've ever had. Go back to your room and get on the bed; face down, ass up. I'll be there in a minute."

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Derek wasn't exactly sure how to feel about being patted on the head like he was a child or a pet. Still, Ryo had said that he wouldn't leave him all pent up like that, and his cock throbbed needily to distract him from other thoughts.

He let you a bit of a strangled, surprised noise as he was told to go back to his bed and put his rear up in the air. To him, that only meant on thing. "Y-You want to do... that... with me?" He asked, a little dumbfounded. He was pretty sure Ryo was gay, and he was definitely bi, but he'd never thought about having sex with his bestie. Or if he had, he'd have been the one on top, making Ryo mewl.

That scene developed in his head and made his need to orgasm even stronger, and he didn't leave the room, just staring at Ryo with a mix of awkwardness and lust as his libido started to take over his brain.

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That look on Derek's face was just too much. He laughed, hard. He held his stomach and doubled over as he bellowed his hysterics. He reached over to his bedside table and turned on the lamp. "Would that really be so bad?" He asked between gasps of breath. Ryo breathed carefully to try and calm his laughter. "Don't worry. I can't let my best friend lose his ass cherry like that. Nah, I have a different plan."

He stood and moved over to his closet to pull out his toy chest. "The truth is," he started, pulling out some leather straps and cuffs. "I'm a master of all things cock. Sucking, stroking, riding; I can make any man cry with joy, but..." Ryo paused and looked at a small velvet box thoughtfully. "I have to get you off without using that drooling beast. I know I can beat the cum out of you, but I'd rather try for something else. Can't have things getting boring, right?"

He turned back to Derek, holding the leather bondage and small box. "So I need your ass in the air so I can have full access to your balls. The cuffs are because this might take a little while, and I doubt you'll be patient."

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"Uh... n-no..." Derek said sheepishly as Ryo asked if it would be so terrible to bottom for him. Some relief did wash over Derek when he was told that there was a different plan at work here. He watched as Ryo explained that he was a penile prodigy, a cock connoisseur, a schlong savant. The larger male visibly winced as his friend mentioned beating another orgasm out of him as a possibility, but that wasn't where his interest lie at this point in time. "Y-Yeah, boring's bad..." He agreed, taking the offered items and carrying them back to his room for the diminutive dom.

Nervously, Derek got onto the bed on all fours, with his toned rear in the air as requested, trembling with need as the restraints were slipped on him.


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Bonnie had a change of heart as she sat down and clenched her fists. No... she wasn't happy with Nikky getting punished. Nikky shouldn't be the one punished... Ashley would. Still, there was some time to kill before the blonde slut woke up with her enlarged tits.

Time during which Bonnie couldn't think a playing spades anymore. "Different thought Melly... fuck Nikky, we don't need her. You go ahead and entertain me with that thing. Show me what a good girl does... a good bad girl that is." Bonnie ordered, yet in an almost appreciative way looking at her trusted pet.

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Melly blinked, a bit disappointed as she was told to stop, before smiling wide and nodding her head. "Of course Mistress..." she said, suddenly standing and moving away from the woman, making sure to swing her hips and sway her hip ass around for the woman to watch. She moved over to the table, however instead of playing with it there, she suddenly jerked it off the table, peeling away the tape that had been holding it down. She moved back towards Bonnie while peeling the tape away, smiling the whole time before she entered back into the cell.

She quickly dropped to her knees before Bonnie, before prying the woman's legs apart. She promptly moved the toy forward so it was standing up and out of Bonnie's crotch, like the woman had suddenly sprouted a blue cock, before Melly moved forward, nuzzling in against the toy, slowly dragging her tongue along it's length while her eyes looked up, locking with Bonnie's eyes as she played with the woman's new 'cock' she had placed there.

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"You're always looking for something special huh honey?" Bonnie asked in an endearing manner. Leaning forward she ran a hand through Melly's hair and gripped it tightly, still keeping her eyes locked with her.

"When that skank wakes up, I want you to get me the biggest strap-on you can find... a scary looking one with ridges and stubs... lets scare the cunt... if that doesn't work, we'll hurt her like we did with our last disobedient newbie." Bonnie hissed before pushing Melly's head down on the decently sized blue cock in her hand.

"I love to see you deepthroat Melly..." Bonnie added looking down at the girl. "You may masturbate if you want to sugar..."

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Melly grinned as she looked up to the woman. "Yes Mistress" she offered lovingly back to the woman who had become her entire life since she had landed here in this prison. Every struggle, every sacrifice, every humiliation, all of it was so that she could get closer to this woman. "Mmmm... I know just the one" she offered, before giggling.

"No Ma'am... I only want you to touch me..." she cooed, before moving with a sudden gusto of speed as she took the entirety of the toy down her throat with ease, more then accustomed to the woman throat fucking her with their toys, it was child's play taking the small item into herself. She held it there, her throat complaining a bit but she endured it even as her eyes began watering.

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Bonnie smirked as she ran a hand through Melly's hair. Though their relationship was one of utter power, and may have come with a bit of force at the start, Bonnie felt like the two of them had been rocking pretty well since then... seemingly caring for one another, even if it was in these weird sorta ways.

Seeing Melly work so hard to keep the plastic down her practiced throat made Bonnie cheer up inside. "You want me to touch you huh? What are we thinking baby? Fingerfuck, strap-on..or shall we get creative today?" Bonnie asked running a hand through her toy's hair yet again.

[Assistant] Melly shivered softly as the hand ran through her hair, while she began gagging a bit around the toy as she held it there in her throat. Squirming, she slowly eased herself away, saliva dripping down from the toy as Melly looked up at the woman, nuzzling in against the hand. "Mmmm... yes Mistress" she said softly before thinking for a moment. "Mmmmmm... I'd love your fingers Mistress but... I like it when you get creatiiiiiive" she said, shuddering softly as the hand roamed through her hair once more. If she was a dog, her foot would absolutely be thumping against the floor, but for now, she just nuzzled back into the hand, moaning happily.

[User] Leave it up to Bonnie to combine two wishes. To those good for her, Bonnie made anything possible. Even inside a prison. Melly's request wasn't a hard one, getting creative and fingerfucking her was easy. "Well... there's two holes to use down there. Why don't you work the dildo into one... I'll fingerfuck the other." Bonnie said smiling down to Melly. "Would that make you squirt nice and hard for me?"

[Assistant] Melly looked up at the woman, before smiling wide and nodding her head. "Mmmmm, yes Mistress" Melly offered, before looking down and aligning the toy, still slick with her saliva before lining it up with her backside. Once she felt it pressed and ready, she looked at Bonnie, knowing far better then to start without permission while she spread her legs, baring herself to Bonnie, and the whole world but that didn't really matter to Melly, she'd gotten over any shyness and shame she might have had a very long time ago. "I'm ready for you Mistress" she said, trembling with excitement as her eyes twinkled with her delighted excitement.

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The free attitude and careless look that Melly had all over was something Bonnie was jealous off. A once untroubled girl... she couldn't nor wouldn't allow herself to ever be in such a vulnerable position. Were it any other girl than Melly, Bonnie would have her fun as the highest priority. But Melly... sometimes she just deserved a reward.

Smiling up at the redhead, Bonnie moved both her middle and index finger down towards her already excited pussy.

"Lets do it in tandem, I'm sure I can feel it through your thin tight folds." Bonnie said as she slowly pushed two fingers all the way into Melly, simultaneously helping her slide down on the toy. "You're such a natural aren't you." Bonnie joked and softly scratched the insides, hitting the g-spot with her long sharp nails. "Now, start bouncing... or I'm only going to tease you Melly..."

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Melly shivered in anticipation while looking up at Bonnie, grinning up at her. "Ready when you are Mistress..." she said with a teasing smirk, before gulping, her eyes opening wide with eagerness as she adjusted a bit while she watched the hand moving down. Cooing at the woman's thoughts, Melly quickly nodded her head before gasping as the fingers suddenly plunged inside of her, shoving the air out of her lungs as she was pushed down onto the toy, moaning with her eyes fluttering as she worked down, basking in the slight double penetration and it's pleasured pain. The toy stretched her open while the woman's nails began scraping against her insides, sending goosebumps down her arms.

Shivering, she took a moment to adjust herself, before grinning up at the woman once more. "Mmmm... yes Mistress" she said softly, her voice all but purring as she adjusted her feet into a better position before she used her surprisingly muscled legs to push herself up only to drop herself back down. She wasted no time on warming up, ready to go at a moment's notice for Bonnie, she began hopping on the toy, her breasts bouncing with her eager motions while she felt herself tearing but that wasn't really anything new for her.


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Jason had been off in his own little sports world when his sister Brianna was struggling to get the door open without letting her skirt fall to her ankles. The TV wasn't blaring by any means, but it was loud enough to drown out the sound of someone trying to open the door.

He could hear the door actually opening once she got it, perking up, happy to have her home. "Hey sis, how wa-" His greeting cut off as she entered the room. Her skirt was tattered to shreds, but why?

"Woah, Brianna, are you okay? I couldn't hear the door, you should have rung the bell." He said, genuinely concerned as he followed her up towards her room, wanting to know what was going on. In doing so he was following behind her on the stairs, unable to look away from how exposed she was. His little sister was half-nude in front of him and he couldn't look away. Of course he knew it was wrong and he wasn't going to act on it.

"Why don't you go cover yourself up and tell me what happened? I want to hear how your week's been going." He offered, wondering just what could have led her to this little exhibitionist show as he still held his beer, taking a sip and trying to avoid looking down.

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Heading up the stairs to her room she stopped mid way to answer Jason's questions, but as soon as she did, she realized the state of things with relation to her skirt and her brothers position.

Blank faced and pale she looked down at her brother, no further motion to hide herself as the last thread on her skirt snapped, only her pinky holding up any dignity in their relationship. The cold words left her mouth as she looked down on him, the compilation of her already hard day was her buzzed brother looking up at her not-so-covered ass.

"Ew bro stop following me up the stairs as my ass is hanging out." She looked at him blankly. "How many beers have you had?!" She stormed up the rest of the way, making it to her door as she rushed into her room and slammed it behind her. She let the torn skirt fall to the floor finally as she rested her lace covered ass against the wood of the door.

"What an idiot." She waited to see if he would keep following her. Maybe she needed to get him into AA. She shuddered for a moment at what he might have seen.

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Jason looked up at his sister dumbfounded as she tried to call him out for looking at her bare ass. "Woah, just because I'm behind you on the stairs doesn't mean I'm looking at tour ass. That's weird." He said point blank.

"This is my first one! This wouldn't even get a baby drunk!" He added as she stormed off into her room and slammed the door. As much as he loved her, her bratty tendencies from childhood still seemed to be in tact.

He stood outside the door but didn't knock or try to open it as he heard her resting against it. "Look, I'm not trying to make this weird. I just want to know what's going on. You coming home in a tattered skirt makes me worried something happened. I'm not gonna be all mom and dad about it, but it'd be nice to know you're okay."

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Brianna chuckled to herself at how flustered her brother got at her calling him out for looking at her panties. She wondered if he actually did, it would be the most action she had gotten since coming to college, as weird as it would be coming from her brother. Brianna cracked the door slightly to peak out at her brother, a big grin on her face.

"Oh nothing much bro, just normal college stuff, big football players having their way with me behind the union building, that sort of thing." She chuckled as she peaked out at him. She would give a long pause for Jason to react, before sticking her tongue out at her big brother. She wondered if the image of big men fucking his little sister would bother him.

"Or it was just a door handle decided to go to town on my skirt. Ill let you decide which. Either way I am fine Jason." She shut the door once more to pull on some short cotton shorts before emerging once more from her room. Hand on her hip. She had a teal tank too on that tightly fit around her figure, the outlines of her A cup bra clearly defined.

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As Brianna peeked out of her door to see him standing there his eyes widened at what she had first said caused her lack of proper attire. Speaking of multiple football players going at her. His mouth was left agape before she finally offered up a second, more reasonable solution.

"You're such a fucking brat, Brianna." Jason responded before she shit her door. By the time she had re-emerged he had left the hallway and went down to the kitchen, beginning to prepare dinner for himself, making an extra portion in case she wanted some. It was going to be salmon and broccoli for dinner, unless of course she desired something else.

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"Ya well you're ugly!" Brianna snorted as she yelled her retort back through her door. She heard her brother retreat back down stairs as she finished up changing. It was almost dinner time so she hoped that soon he would be feeding her something yummy. As she looked in her mirror fussing with her hair she smiled to herself. Despite how stressful school got or the problems there, she always came home to her brother and was happy. No matter how she gave him a hard time or he called her a brat, she truly did love her brother.

Opening her door and running down the stairs her suspicion of a yummy meal were confirmed, and Brianna took in the aroma as her brother stood in his tight v-neck cooking. Walking behind him she looked him up and down and pretended to take a long sniff.

"Smells gross." She teased. But after letting the mandatory sibling insult she hugged him from behind, pressing her body against his as she released the stress from a long day.

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Jason had been flipping the salmon to finish its sear when he heard Brianna coming downstairs. He rolled his eyes earlier at the mention of him being ugly, but then when she came down and said it smelled gross he shook his head, she was always one to instigate.

But as she hugged him he could feel her body pressed to his, the loving embrace she always gave him since she was little. "Yeah, gross like you. If you don't like it I'll happily take your portion." He said before moving to the cabinet to grab two plates.

He plated their meal and opened the fridge to grab himself what would only be his second beer of the night. "Need a drink? Or are you just gonna tell mom that big brother is an alcoholic?" He said with an eyeroll.

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Brianna took out some silverware, plates, and napkins for them after she had let her brother go. He did feel warm, and so much larger than her. She loved large men, perhaps that's why she used some fantasy she had of football players taking her out back and having their way as an example to tease her brother.

"Oh no, I must have your portion too, I wouldn't want Mr. Important Businessman to get sick from eating something so gross." She threw her brother a playful smile. She went along with his gross comment as well, pretending to be wounded by it like she cared. Yet a little voice deep down did speak some insecurities to her then, "what if your brother does think you are gross" she shook her head as if she was shaking the thought away.

"Yeah I'll take a drink." She said as she carried the utensils to the table. "After my fucking day I need it. I just bought that skirt too... those mean football players..." She smiled mischievously as she sat down and waited to be fed.


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Ashton smirked at the drill sergeant's reaction, and hoped up onto the edge of the man's desk making a show of spreading his legs. Carefully he strapped his petite, pale feet into the heels and sat there for a moment with his legs dangling off the side of the desk. He was glad he had snuck out not too long ago for that pedicure, as it had left his small feet much prettier with the feminine shoes. The femboy carefully slid down off the desk and stood there feeling a little ridiculous in the outfit, and a little concerned with being able to actually walk in the shoes.

"Well sir. Impractical enough?" He asked with one eyebrow arched. Carefully he gathered up the duster and took one shaky step towards the book case. Making it there without incident, he started running the duster over the top shelf. As he got closer to the bottom, he bent over and stuck his ass out. This position caused the skirt to ride up and reveal more of his plump white ass, which he shook just a little as he dusted.

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Jackson watched as the femboy took his sweet time putting on his heels, showing off his soft, petite, pale feet before he slipped them into his heels. Jackson felt his big, black cock throb inside his Army issue trousers as the femboy slid off the desk, a bit shaky in his new heels. It didn't worry Jackson, with feet like those this little femslut would have plenty of time to practice walking around in heels. As the black man stared, the femboy fired off yet another snarky, insubordinate question. Jackson nodded, and the femboy then proceeded to take a couple of shaky steps towards the book case. He grabbed the feather duster over the shelves, progressively going lower and lower, causing his ridiculously small skirt to ride up and reveal more of his plump, white ass cheeks, which softly jiggled as he dusted.

Jackson couldn't hold it in any longer, he needed that fat white ass and he needed it now. He unzipped his pants and unlimbered his massive, black cock, made all the more impressive by the bulging veins running along the shaft. He took a few strides forward, and smacked the femboy's fat white ass, making the cheeks bounce and ripple as a pink hand print began to develop on there. Normally, he would've savored the moment, enjoyed Ashton's ass as much as he could, but he had all the teasing he could handle.

"Don't think I know what you're doing you fucking slut." He whispered, grabbing the femboy by the shoulders and turning him around, forcing him to his knees. "You think you can tease me like that an I'll just sit there and take it? Well you're dead wrong boy, now you better satisfy this big black cock since you were the one to get it all excited. Understood?" He said, smacking his cock across the femboy's pale white face to accentuate what he was saying.

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Ashton squeaked in surprise as the hand landed on his fat white ass, as he had not actually expected Jackson to touch him. He couldn't help the spike of arousal that shot through him, and he turned at the large black man's guidance. Sinking to his knees a bit faster than he liked, he gasped upon realizing just how big the black cock in front of him. Smirking as it hit him in the face, one of his small hands wrapping around the large cock. "Well Sergeant Jackson, you didn't last nearly as long as I thought you would." His curious fingers slid down the shaft, exploring it. One eye brow arched and he blinked at the big black man innocently.

"How do you expect me to satisfy your big black cock, sir? Perhaps like so?" The femboy was enjoying provoking the large man, probably more than he really thought he should. Slowly Ashton leaned in to lick the tip, his eyes focusing on the pleasurable contrast between the pale skin of his hand and the much darker skin of the big cock in front of him. He turned his head and licked down the shaft next, one of his hands sliding to tease Jackson's balls.

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Jackson felt his cock twitch in the femboy's small hands at that teasing remark. If the femboy didn't catch on that he loved being teased by femboys, he made it pretty obvious now. Jackson hissed in pleasure as the femboy's soft hands slide down his big, black meat pole, Ashton's eyebrow perpetually raised in a teasing, almost mocking gesture. However on the rest of his face was a look of pure innocence.

Jackson couldn't think of a reply, other than enjoying the shiver that went up his spine when the femboy dragged his tongue up and down the length of his shaft, the femboy's pale hand making a nice contrast with Jackson's dark big cock. Jackson regained his wits as the femboy reached down to tease his hefty balls. "D-don't play that innocent bullshit act with me, you know exactly how to take care of my big black cock. But since you won't do it on your own, I guess you need a little assistance."

Jackson grabbed the femboy by the head, forcing his open mouth down his cock until it was about halfway, when the femboy gave a gag. "Nn fuck, gag reflex ain't what it should be, but don't worry, we've got plenty of time to fix that, don't we? I expect you to look up at your superior officer when I speak to you maggot!" He said forcefully, waiting for the femboy's sapphire blue eyes to meet his dark ones. "Good, now suck this cock the way girly cumsluts like you are supposed to, and swallow every thing. If you let a drop spill on this carpet I will spank that fat ass so hard you won't be able to sit down for a week, understand?"

[User] Ashton's eyes closed as his mouth was stuffed full of big black cock. At the comment about his gag reflex, the femboy wanted to tell him it was just that Jackson's cock was way too big for this. He kept trying to suck it right. At the command, his bright blue eyes drifted open just enough to lock with Jackson's. All he could do was grunt around the cock, one of his hands going back up to wrap around the thick black shaft. He then began to move, sucking and moving his hand along with his mouth as he slid along it.

[Assistant] Jackson let out a soft moan as the femboy's bright blue eyes locked with his, his mouth moving up and down his big, black cock, his hand working the rest of the shaft. "I don't remember telling you to use your hands." He says, taking the femboy's hand off his cock, forcing him to use only his mouth. "We're gonna train that gag reflex, you're gonna learn to take this big cock all the way down your slutty throat. Be sure to breathe through your nose." He said, pushing on the back of the femboy's head, slowly inching him down the rest of his shaft as his big cock began to drip precum into the femboy's slutty mouth.

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The only protest Ashton offered was a small whimper, instead positioning his pale hands on the black man's thighs for better stability. He allowed his head to be pressed down on, only providing a little resistance if it was going a bit too fast. Beyond that, his eyes closed back, figuring Jackson probably wouldn't care as he hadn't said anything in a moment.

He was instead focusing on trying to take the big black cock into his throat, the feeling of the precum sliding down his throat turning him on. It surprised him, but he was finding that it was actually turning him on sucking on a cock this big. Briefly he wondered if all black cocks were this big, and resolved to ask Jackson about it later.

[Assistant] Once the drill sergeant managed to get the femboy to take him all the way to his base, Jackson relished as the femboy's throat spasmed, his throat muscles massaging his thick, black rod. "Nngh... fuck that's it, now we're getting somewhere." Jackson stated, pulling out his cock so that only the head remained in Ashton's mouth, before thrusting in again. He started slowly developing a rhythm, his hefty black balls slapping against the femboy's delicate white chin.


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Oliver couldn't think straight. It had all happened so quickly and the fact that the woman wouldn't let him be long enough to gather his thoughts. She bit him, touched him, threw him around like her personal rag doll. Oliver's head was spinning. He felt something col and smooth being pulled up his bare forearms and he looked up trying to see what she was doing. "Th-this is a prank, right?" Oliver said as his arms were pulled into the binder awkwardly behind him. Deep down he knew it wasn't a prank, he didn't have the type of friends that would set this up.

The blonde student started to try rocking from side to side moving about like a landed fish as he finally got a good look at the woman. His eyes went wide in surprise as he recognized who it was that had taken him, "Are... you Valya Popov... from the Internet?" It was a very dumb question, but thinking was still difficult for the abductee.

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"I am." Valya smiled as he finally saw, and recognized her. "And you're one Oliver Holland." It was a statement, not a question, of course. "Unhappy college student and artist, if I recall?"

Once his arms were in the sleeve she tightened it, pulling the straps through the loops and buckling them in tight so his arms were pinned together, and only started to separate at the bend of his elbows. She kept her straddled position across his hips, her weight partially on his bubbly ass, until she was certain that armbinder wasn't coming off, not without a huge amount of struggle and exertion on Oliver's part. Here, she took a little bit of a break.

"Trouble remembering? You were rather drunk... here." Taking her phone out, she placed it on the floor in front of him and opened the conversation and video log, the private Twitter session they had a few nights ago.

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Oliver struggled a little as his arms were bound in the contraption. He had already worked out what it was that he was being put into, and while this was his first time in the device, he knew pretty well that he wasn't going to be escaping the arm binder. Valya confirming her identity did little to help Oliver calm his mind. His thoughts were so scattered he could only come up with one-word questions in his mind. Why? How? But then the final tightening of the binder that pulled her elbows so close together behind him made Oliver left out a sharp, almost girlish yelp of pain.

The young man was panting from the stress and pain when the illuminated screen was placed in front of him. Oliver blinked to focus his eyes, then red quickly. Reading was difficult. His shoulders burned, and the way that Valya sat on him was pushing his crotch uncomfortably into the steel floor of the van. As he finally comprehended what he had read Oliver shook his head slightly, which was actually as much as he could. "No, no! You have this all wrong. That was just fantasy... fantasy when I was drunk and horny... I didn't really give you permission to take me to your dungeon and do those things!"

When safely at home behind his computer screen BDSM had turned Oliver on so much, but now faced with the reality of it, he was scared. So scared. "Please Miss Popov, let me go, there has been a misunderstanding... and this thing is killing my arms!" Oliver begged.

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"Oh, the only misunderstanding is on your side, Oliver" the woman answered, a hand stroking his cheek from the side. "Drunk and horny just means this is what you really wanted, no trying to deny it now..."

Picking up a rubber ball gag, she pressed it to his lips. Should he refuse to open his mouth, she'd put the phone away and them pinch his nose shut, forcing him to open up or pass out from lack of air. Once in, it was snuggly buckled in place behind his head. "Now... if you want to plead and beg, go ahead" the pornstaress grinned as she slid off of him to one side, only to roll him onto his back and bound arms.

"Now... I'd like to see what you were showing off on camera..." Valya said while licking her lips, as she unbuckled Oliver's pants and started to slide them down over his ass and hips.

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Being gagged had been a fantasy of Oliver's. He had considered buying one to try on himself. But after being abducted, it was far from fantasy. He tried to keep his mouth closed to refuse the rubber ball entry into his mouth, but as his nose was squeezed tight he could only go for so long without breath. When he did gasp for air, the dominant woman pulled the gag into Oliver's mouth as he made a gagging sound.

As he was rolled over, Oliver made a muffled squeal into the gag then some unintelligible noises. He was trapped lying on his bound arms. The position was so uncomfortable for the unathletic young man. His joints lacked the elasticity to handle the pose and Oliver froze there in fear that he would dislocate something. The only resistance that he offered was shaking his head as to beg no as Valya pulled his legs up into the air and pulled his pants and underwear over his girlish hips in one could swoop.

When the cool air in the van hit his naked crotch Oliver screwed his eyes closed tight and turned his head. He was blushing bright red, ashamed that he was being looked at in such a fashion. Oliver was always embarrassed of his body, especially his boy-bits. As he was growing up he saw that he was smaller than the other boys. It ruined his confidence. Even when he got older, he stayed small, at least when he wasn't aroused. He was what many people called a 'grower', a guy that was on the small side most of the time but was quite large when erect. Scared to near death in the back of the van, Oliver was very small. Even his balls had pulled up close to his body. If he had been thinking straight he would have recognized it as a parasympathetic reaction, the fight or flight instinct. But there was no fight or flight for Oliver. Valya had him trapped and naked from the waist down in a van going to some unknown destination.

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"How cute" Valya smiled, seeing Oliver's small unerect package and how the cool van air had his body tucking itself up. Reaching down with a hand, she pulled off her glove before she cupped his package with her warm skin and started to stroke it, rubbing it to warm it up. Her skin was smooth and soft so there wasn't much friction, but with enough rubbing it would start to warm up.

While she had seen Oliver on full display on the web call, in person it was more special. For one, she'd not been able to feel him. His own smooth cock and balls, how fun they would be to play with whether he wanted it or not! And come time, she'd have him looking for it, begging for it, she was sure.

"Ooh, how nice. While I'd like to do you here, it' be a bit messy, don't you think?" she winked at him. "We'll have a much more comfortable setup where I can milk you dry..." And as if he needed any explanation for what that meant, the pornstaress placed her other hand between her legs and pressed it down on her crotch. "My ripe sweet pussy is looking forward to your tongue and cock."

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A deeper blush filled Oliver's pale cheeks in the back of the dimly lit van as Valya called his package 'cute'. That wasn't a very masculine adjective to use for a guy's cock and balls, but then again, shrunken as they were Oliver's bits weren't very masculine in the slightest. Being put on display like that was so humiliating and he closed his eyes in shame and embarrassment. When the warm touch from the pornstarlet's hand came to his crotch the young man let out a little eek into the gag before opening his eyes and looking up at the woman dominating him.

As Valya continued to touch and stimulate Oliver's package it responded as any healthy young man would. Little by little blood flooded into the organ making it hotter and harder in the latex-clad woman's hand. The cute little, wrinkled nub filled out and extended to slowly transform into the well above average cock that the drunken student had shown Valya while they were conversing online. By the time that Valya was taunting the gagged guy with her words and touching her own crotch, Oliver was fully hard and throbbing. He couldn't actually remember the last time he had been with a girl and having someone else's hand on his cock felt so good. He made a mumbled noise through the gag and wiggled slightly in his bondage. Even in the dim light of the van, it would probably be possible to see a twinkle at the tip of Oliver's cock as a single bead of clear, sticky pre-cum formed at the eye of his cock.


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"Well it's not something you particularly take unless you want to," Lin said amusedly, chuckling at him. "Is it required of all grads in your world? No point in learning it if you're not gonna do anything with it." Rolling her eyes she shrugged. "I guess that's a word. I'm sure someone used it." Turning her attention away from him, she went to inspect her poor machine, which had blown quite a few gaskets. "Well I was TRYING to make a machine that could create a rift so I could travel to alternate dimensions but... something went wrong and instead, it brought you here." Course, she didn't realize her sandwich had been the cause.

As she examined the device, she had her back turned to him, and it gave him a good view from behind, having more time to gaze upon the thick, bubbly rump clad in those casual blue panties, the fabric hugging her curves perfectly and cut like a bikini, giving him a nice little preview of her furry cheeks. If only her fluffy tail weren't in the way though, as it blocked the perfect view. As he'd look over the red panda girl, she wasn't chubby but she was certainly some amount of thicc.

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She seemed to be a very clever girl that had some humor to her that would be amazing that such a girl existed in this world. Jack inched back a little at the roll of her eyes from his comment, maybe his human humor wasn't good for a trick in this dimension? When she turned away to inspect the machine his eyes caught onto her rear very quickly with how full it was compared to human girls from his world.

Jack was also attracted to how fluffy it would feel against his hand that he wanted to grope her. Going for her rear, tail, and maybe even her thicc body that had much to tell. Jack would try to break out of his trance as he might have no chance with a woman like her that could make machines that travel to different dimensions. "Well your way ahead of my people. We haven't even been able to scratch the surface of this sort of project!" He said praising the first person he ever met in this new world. "Sooo... do I need to hide her or something? You said that humans are gone right?"

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As if to entice him further of course, Lin's examination sent her downward, to find the initial problem of the cog getting spit out. To do so, she got down on her hands and knees and even had to angle herself downward, her ass having to stick up in the air right at him as her fluffy tail fell to the side. Were she not completely oblivious, he'd probably say she was doing it on purpose, as he had an unobstructed view of her fine, full ass, the curves of the thick rump enhanced by her 'downward doggy' pose.

"Really? Yeah that makes sense. I'm honestly surprised there's a dimension in which humans managed to get to a modern era, honestly," she said, though her voice was distant from under the machine. "Aha! Right, the cog... dammit..." As she had to reach down in there, her ass started to wiggle and her hips sway back and forth, her rump's curves jiggling all that much more enticingly. To the point that he caught several views of the luscious, smooth bump that could only be her vaginal mound, hidden just under the panties. "Hm... good thought. We'll have to figure something out." She saw the cog just underneath the machine and she crawled toward it, having to fit her body beneath the machine to reach.

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Jack would just keep getting more of a view from her body as she seemed to bend over more to show off the perfect curves of her rump. It would make him feel horny from just the view and what he was thinking he could do to her in this situation as she wasn't even looking. Jack would walk closer right up behind her while she looked for something under the machine that might be hard to reach. "Something down there? Let me help you out." It seemed like she might need some help with the matter as he inched closer and grabbed onto her rear with his hands fondling her butt for all its thickness.

"Did you find the cog yet?" He said giving her some support with hands that was feeling up her soft fur and wondered how it compared to a human girl's soft ass. Going up and down, side to side to feel her completely as he pushed her down towards the cog she mentioned before going under.

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Course, it was all white noise to Lin, as she heard his footsteps approaching, but didn't think anything of it. She had to reach a bit further than she would've liked and forced her body down into the tight area beneath the heavy machine further, just barely managing to get a hold of the cog. "Ha, gotchAAHN!" The unmistakable feeling of hands on her butt caught her off guard and she blushed under there, though she couldn't see what was going on. Of course, she had to assume it was him. "W-what are you doing!? Stop touching me!"

As if to get him off, she started to wiggle her hips rapidly, but that would only give him a more efficient way to grope the entirety of her furry ass. As his fingers slipped between touching fur and fabric, they were both extremely soft, though he could swear her fur was softer than the blue cotton fabric she wore. Obviously, he had gotten the wrong idea or something like that and she meant to give him a piece of her mind. Until she tried to pull herself out, only to find out she was stuck. Her large boobs had pinned her in place, and as he pushed in further, he managed to get her stuck more.

"S-stop pushing! Pull me out, I'm stuck!" she cried out, and he could feel the trembling of her body. Clearly the pose wasn't very comfortable for her, but... it did mean that she was indisposed...

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It might have been a stroke of luck that Jack was able to feel her fluffy ass that felt so nice against his fingers. Furry girls were always like this in this world as he let his mind drift off towards what sort of fun he could have and how it would feel. Her fur was even better than those panties she wore that really got him to feel more inclined to figure out her the body structure of girls in this world.

When she yelled at him about not pushing anymore and she was stuck, he might have just smiled very evilly at that little fact. "Okay, so I will try to get you out slowly." He said with a grin as his hands would keep groping her but one would to the fabric between her virginal mound with a plan in mind. Pulling at the top of the fabric he would make it so that it tightened to the point of pressing against her hot snatch and pulling to make it rub against her. It was after all his current attempt to pull out the thicc red panda that got stuck under her own machine.

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When he kept groping her full panda rear, Lin got annoyed. "Q-quit touching me and get me out!" she cried out, trying to force her way out, and only managing to shuffle her fat butt side to side for his viewing pleasure. She really was stuck, and he was the only person that could get her out. "GET ME OUT!" By the sounds of her voice, she was more and more nervous, the dark, small area beneath the machine a place she didn't want to be.

As a result, the panda girl could offer no resistance when instead of helping her, he decided to help himself. "A-AHN! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" she yelled from underneath, her voice coming to him distant and somewhat muffled, as the only way out from under there was through the tight holes between her body and the metal. As he tugged on the blue fabric, it flattened against her pelvic mound, and rapidly, the very outline of her lovely red panda pussy became beholden to him.

In all likelihood, he had at least seen a human pussy before, and frankly, it looked very much like one. Just with somewhat different dimensions, as hers was a bit more squeezed in front top to bottom and wider from side to side, not to mention her outer lips looked thicker than the average human. Another desperate wiggle of her ass caused the fabric to slip from where he held it, and it teased him as it slipped around her right lip, exposed the juicy bright pink nether flesh to his view, enhanced by the red and cream fur about it.

[Assistant] Jack didn't really hold back much on trying to help the poor girl out as he took the chance to play with her. Teasing her body despite the way she sounded and how she really wanted to get out of the place she was stuck in. It wasn't his fault that this happened to her but he would see the lovely folds of her pussy now and how her mounds were begging for good fucking. He could get away with it if he was being smart about this as she didn't know what human customs were.


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Sylas's eyes were shining with pride as she told him he would be the first she had collared too... she was being so good to him, she was so amazing... he smiled down at her as she kissed his chest, had she really loved him all that time? He swelled more as she told him how he was her perfect match, wincing as she patted his ass, a flair up of pain that quickly faded and brought a laugh from him. "Yeah... almost perfect, right? I mean I still don't like the pain, Mistress..." He sounded a little sad as he said it, he'd found a flaw which meant maybe he wasn't as perfect for her as he could be though he couldn't deny that his healing was definitely handy with her proclivities. He followed her from the bathroom as she put her clothing into the hamper, picking up his own and doing the same. It was all he had though... which was soon fixed as she passed him a pair of pyjama pants.

He pulled them on, they were a perfect fit, which made sense with how she told him she had gotten them for him... he hadn't changed much in the last 7 or so years so she would have had his exact measurements. He smiled, she was so thoughtful and prepared. "Move my things? You mean you want me to come live with you, Mistress?" He hadn't thought about it at all but it did make sense. "I... I'd be so happy to! I can go get my stuff any time, I can get it all moved over here and then I could live with you and we'd never have to be apart, not ever..." He couldn't help himself, he rushed towards her and scooped her up in the tightest hug, kissing her hard on the lips.

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Nymora knew he didn't seem to like it, but maybe it was like a food you didn't like and grew to over time. Maybe he would grow to like it! yeah surely he would. They were made for one another after all. Nymora's only answer was to pat his ass again, enjoying the wince. She nodded at his excitement. "Well duh silly. now that we have each other why would we live apart?"

She squealed as he rushed towards her and pulled her into his arms. The hug was almost bruising as was the kiss but she giggled and swatted his arm. "Put me down puppy! good boys don't just pick their owners up!" But there was laughter in her tone. Once her feet touched the ground she took his hand and lead him to the kitchen. It was well stocked and more than ready for someone of his hunger. She pointed to the counter and lifting her arms, wanting him to put her there.

"I stocked the kitchen for you. You can make anything you like for dinner. I have a sneaking suspicion you eat like a horse, but make enough so I may have some as well." Once perched on the counter the crossed her legs and leaned back against the wall. "Tell me about your day puppy... before you rescued me"

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Sylas noticed she didn't say anything about being almost perfect for her, and he let it go, smiling instead she she made the obvious point of why would they live apart when they had found each other? He put her down on the floor and grinned sheepishly, letting her lead him into the kitchen. "Sorry, I was just excited! I'll try not to do that next time..." He actually wasn't the best at cooking, mostly living off frozen food and take-aways but for her he could try his best and he quickly found some steaks and potatoes that he started to cut into fries while she hoisted herself up onto the countertop.

"My day before I rescued you? Umm, there was a bank robbery I stopped, I got shot there but it healed up nicely... a few other muggings, there was a car chase but I wasn't much help there. It was a pretty standard day to be honest." He was a little sad he didn't have a better tale for her, there had been no real villains he had met today, only small time criminals and his wonderful goddess. "Most of it was just the usual stuff, nothing exciting until I saved you, Mistress." Finishing cutting the potatoes he let them soak in water for a little while to clean while he looked for some vegetables to have with it, the steak cooking on the grill nicely.

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Nymora's face darkened with a flash of anger at someone shooting him. He was hers! She hissed, the sound feral and incredibly feline. "And what happened to the man that shot you puppy?" Her tone was casual but already thoughts were forming. Nymora was not like other villains, though she supposed that's what she was if she really thought about it. She cared very little for the plight of others. Her own wants and needs paramount. She would take care of things that offended her for what ever reason, like the old man. Mostly she felt the people around her and her toys were only to met the end goal and then were disposable. Sylas was the first and really only she had any attachment to.

She tilted her head to one side as she watched him cook. He seemed to know his way around a kitchen a bit... "Do you normally cook?" If not... she supposed she could get someone to come in to make food, but pets tended to be overly clingy sometimes and more hassle than they were worth. She didn't really want to have to manage someone like that. She had her mate she had no real need of other company. She'd have him learn... Nodding to herself she tapped her nails along the granite counter top, feeling parched from their previous playtime. "Puppy get me some water" Like a lot of her commands, it was phrased almost like a request, but it was far from it.

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Sylas looked towards her and smiled. She seemed upset that he had been shot at, it was so sweet he just had to grin, a silly look but clearly he was smitten with her. "I choked him unconscious and turned him over to the police. Didn't even leave a mark Mistress, see?" He touched his finger to the spot on his chest where he had been shot. The bullet had been pushed out as he had healed, and he'd found that as long as he was still alive it was a rare injury he couldn't be just fine from, his healing was instinctive on anything dangerous so he hadn't had to think about it with the bullet. The only thing he wasn't so sure about was dismemberment, he had a suspicion that he wouldn't be able to regrow limbs... he didn't know for sure and he sure as hell didn't want to find out. Instead of thinking about it too much, he moved on as she asked him about cooking and requested water.

He moved to the tap, letting it run a little to make it colder. "I don't really cook a whole lot no but I do some. Mostly frozen stuff really, never learned anything special." He brought the glass of water back to her and placed it by her side. "Do you cook, Mistress? What kind of food do you like?" Going back to the fries, he thought the fryer should be hot enough now as he poured them out into the mesh basket over the sink, then lowered it into the oil. Checking on the steaks, he began to cut the vegetables into what he hoped were pleasing shapes while more water boiled on the hob.

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Nymora frowned still even as he showed her where he had been shot. "I don't like the idea of anyone but me hurting you..." Pouting softly she picked up the glass of water and took a large sip and sighed. "No, I don't cook... I normally go out to eat a lot, but that was before you. You should learn to cook! it will be healthier for you and a good skill to have. You can make me wonderful meals!"

She tipped her head to one side. "I like Thai food and Chinese a lot... And a good steak or some chicken... I also like vegetarian/vegan food" She giggled and shrugged. "I don't like mushrooms though" She wrinkled her nose at the mere idea. Another sip of water and a small yawn. She felt languid after the play, sex and bath. Her stomach gave a growl. "Hmm weird. Is it normal to be both sleepy and hungry after sex?"

[User] Sylas smiled and shook his head, it was sweet that she cared so much but he was fine! "Mistress it's okay, really, it was just another criminal, I took care of it and now he's in prison okay? I promise, I don't let anybody else hurt me, I fight them off!" He finished cooking the vegetables and threw them in the pan, nodding eagerly. He didn't much like the idea of cooking for himself but making food for her was another thing entirely... if it made her happy then of course he could do that for her. "I'd be happy to learn if it would make you happy? I don't know about cooking Chinese or Thai but it can't be harder to learn than the usual stuff."


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Robin, a young hero who was still in training, heard about the problem with bandits near three towns. This subjugating request shouldn't be too difficult and a good experience for any fights in the far future. Swinging a sword, shooting arrows, riding a horse and other lessons were necessary for a hero. There weren't many possibilities for a real fight to the death and training every single day got boring sooner or later. Even studying spells was a tedious task that resulted in only casting a small fireball which wasn't strong enough to be used in combat yet. It took a while climbing up the stairs of the old tower thanks to all the hidden traps, but Robin got to the last room where the bandit leader was.

This wasn't the first time that somebody questioned Robin's gender, everybody asked that question or a similar one when they met. "Whether I'm a boy or a girl isn't important since you'll be dead soon! I'll defeat you and then the villagers will hang you or chop your head of. Now let's fight, thief!"

Robin jumped forwards at Harric with a drawn short sword in one hand and a small fireball in the other. The spell couldn't do any damage since it lacked the magical power to harm anybody, but it was a good enough to be used for distraction. By the time the ball of flames got blocked a sharp blade hit its destined target. However, the fight didn't last long and there was a clear victor. "Unhand me, you ruffian!" Robin lost the fight and was now at the mercy of the bandit leader.

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Harric wafted his hand to blow the little wisp of smoke away from his singed hair. He was... remarkably fine after the brief little assault from the young hero. He chuckled, holding the adventurer by the front of his tunic, and maneuvered him over to the worn wooden table.

"What a pathetic hero you make" he said with a grin, throwing Robin forward onto his face. He pressed the boy's top half against the dirty wood, causing his body to bend over the table and his ass to stick out. "I bet the villagers are so glad they wasted their harvest money hiring you to defeat me" he said sarcastically, reveling in such an easy victory.

"Now to work out the answer to my question earlier" he announced and, with Robin unable to stop him, he took the boy's waist in his hands. "Let's see if you're boy or girl" he said with a sly grin and tugged the waistband down to Robin's ankles, exposing him to the air.

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Robin tried to get away from Harric with all his might, but it was futile. The young hero continued to struggle while he was held down only to stop as soon as he heard the words of the bandit leader. A shiver ran down his spine when his pants got pulled down. Robin closed his eyes, hoping that this was a bad dream and that he would wake up sooner or later. He tried to close his legs quickly in a last attempt to hide his small genitals from Harric's eyes, but it was already too late.

"P-please... let me go..." The shame of being exposed by a man who was stronger and older was enough to make his whole face crimson red with embarrassment. Robin wished that he could die right here and now instead of having to endure this humiliation. Maybe somebody came to rescue him from this situation. Of course the young hero knew that something like that wouldn't happen. The villagers didn't have enough money to hire a professional or else the bandit subjugation would have been over in an instant.

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A boy then, he noticed, although barely one. That cock and balls had to be one of the smallest Harric had ever seen, even as the young thing tried to hide them with his thighs. The rough bandit bit his lip as he looked down at his prize. Those thighs were thick and deliciously as they shifted, that ass plump and inviting as it wiggled, and those hips pear-shaped and pleasing round as the boy struggled. If it hadn't been for the little manhood winking at him from between those pale thighs Robin could easily have been a woman.

And it had been a long time since Harric had had a woman. His own pants were down around his ankles in seconds. His own cock, ten inches and thick with veins, nestled into the crack of the boy's ass, his own heavy balls swinging low to brush against Robin's tiny scrotum.

"Now that's a real cock, isn't it?" he chuckled, voicing what he suspected were the young man's own thoughts. He let a little spittle dribble from his mouth, lubricating his shaft, and began to slowly buck his hips, grinding his manhood up and down that hot little valley. He was going to enjoy this pipsqueak of an adventurer.

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The sensation of something big being pressed against his exposed ass caused Robin to turn his head around a little bit so he could see what was going on. His eyes stared at the biggest penis he had ever seen on a man and the thought of having such a huge cock inside him made all the blood in his face disappear. Robin tried to get away from Harric once again only to freeze as soon as he felt something wet touching his naked skin. The young boy knew a little bit about the birds and the bees and like any teenager he wanted to have sex some day, but not like this. This wasn't how he thought that he would lose his virginity, getting fucked in his tight asshole by an older man.

"P-please... at least..." Robin didn't know how he could get out of this situation with his pride as a man intact. Something flashed up inside his mind, the tales of what his friends told him what they did with a few prostitutes. "Let me suck it first..." Maybe that could buy him enough time to get away from the bandit leader. Robin didn't notice that his scared voice sounded a little bit higher and that his words made him appear like he was eager to be fucked like a cheap harlot in the slums of a big city.

There was nothing nearby that could be used as a weapon and the only spell he knew was useless to cause any harm. Robin already tried to use fireballs as a distraction in the earlier fight, but it didn't work so why would it be helpful now? Besides, he was too scared to even concentrate long enough for the spell to be chanted and it was obvious that Harric was more experienced when it came to fighting.

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Harric felt the boy squirm and shift beneath him, aware now that his virginal rear was in terrible peril. The bandit chuckled, his hands holding the boy firmly bent over the table, his pretty young bubble butt invitingly raised. He groaned, low and deep, grinding his cock in that tender little valley now, letting more of his hot spit dribble down to lubricate its passage.

"Let you suck it?" he half moaned in mock surprise, enjoying the hot flush on that young face as the boy tried to wiggle out of the fate he had coming. "Like a little dockyard whore? Don't worry, plenty of time for that later."

He leaned up, taking his thick cock in one hand and steadying it so that the swollen head, thick with blood, was prodding gently at the tight sphincter ahead of him. "For now, little one, I'm going to fuck your girly little ass" he chuckled and, slowly but surely, began to press forward into Robin's severely tight back passage. It resisted but, inch by inch, he pushed it into the boy's ass.

"Gods you're so fucking tight" he groaned, pleasure sweeping through him. "So beautiful". He gathered a handful of Robin's hair in his hand. It was soft like a girl. He pulled, gently but firmly, this young adventurer up so that Robin was standing with him, leaning back against his chest. His cock was buried in the pretty boy's ass. "Beg me to fuck you" he grinned.


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Rosaline smiled and set her hat a bit higher on her head. Revealing her face to the prostitute. She was certainly quote pretty. High cheekbones and icy blue eyes. A spray of light freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her lips were large and soft but her very stance said she could kill anyone in the room whenever she chose to. But her smile said she wouldn't.

"Yes I did miss... Just moving in for a matter of fact. I reckon this is the liveliest place in town?" Her pale off-white hat gleamed in the lamp light, her shirt was dark blue and covered by a brown leather jacket that seemed rather expensive. She rested a gloved hand on the counter. Her knuckled and the backs of her hands exposed by the gloves. Her boots were brown and dirty and her pants seemed to have changed color from the dirt and dust. She had two gun belts on her waist, each holster empty.

She looked to Jasper and raised a finger. "Get me a pint would ya sir?" As the flagon slid to her she flipped him a coin to pay for it and returned her attention to Sybil. "So little miss... How about you tell me your name, then you and I can get to know each other better... I did have a long and tiresome ride and I could use both a bed and someone to warm it with." As she spoke her hand slowly slid around Sybil's waist.

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Sybil was quite pleased when the stranger seemed open to conversation, even more so when she saw her smile. She seemed like a friendly sort. "It is indeed the liveliest, if I'm anyone to judge." She watched as she ordered a drink, smiling some as she seemed to settle in. "I'm pleased then to be the first to welcome you to our sleepy little town. The name's Hatchet. Sybil Hatchet." Feeling her arm slip around her waist, she gave the woman a knowing smile. "Well, I suppose it's my lucky night then, isn't it stranger? I happen to be in the business of warming the beds of tired folk."

She finished her own mug, setting it down on the counter. "I got a room upstairs all to my lonesome and a bed plenty big enough for two." Jasper had always let her stay for cheap at the inn, his own way to try to help the lonely girl get by. "Of course, I don't usually charge pretty things like yourself. Only when I'm real desperate. What do I call ya?"

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Rosaline tipped her hat with a.smile, "My momma named me Rosaline, but you can call me anything you want miss Hatchet. Now I would just feel bad, staying in your hospitality and not paying. I'll give you only a bit if it makes you feel any better, But I feel like a woman of your quality had ought to take something... Noe how about you show me that room. Just let me get my bags first."

She left for a second. Taking her saddlebags and leading her stallion to the inn's stable, she slung the bags over her shoulder and went back inside to Sybil her smile a but more erotic, "lead the way"

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Sybil smiled a little wider as the woman spoke of wanting to pay her anyway. She watched as she left, glancing back to Jasper. "Maybe not so slow of an evening as I thought." She pushed away from the counter when Rosaline came back inside. She met her more erotic smile with a feigned innocence in the fluttering of her eye lashes. She walked alongside her, wrapping an arm gently around her waist. She heard some disappointed moaning from the male patrons, turning and blowing them a kiss. When she turned back around she didn't bother to hide the disgusted grimace she wore for a moment. "I've had my fill of men anyway. Which is to say, any at all."

"I had a bath brought up not long before you arrived, if you wish to wash up after your long ride." She said softly. She pulled a key from between her breasts, unlocking the door and pushing it open for Rosaline. "Right through here, beautiful." She beckoned. She followed her inside, stopping to light the candles in the room. The large metal bath was still filled with warm water, having only been there for a few minutes. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs as she looked over at Rosaline. "Have you much experience being entertained by other women?" She asked curiously.

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Rosaline smiled back at the mention of a bath, "that sounds lovely ma'am." As they got to the room her eyes locked on the bath. She was having trouble deciding what she wanted more, the warm water or the warm body of Sybil. Eventually her own desire to be clean won out and she went over to the bath.

She sat down and slowly undressed, taking her gloved and boots off, setting her hat down on top. She took her clothes off easily. Looking back at Sybil with a wry smile as she dropped her undergarments. She stepped into the bath and lowered herself in slowly. Sighing in relief, she looked over at Sybil and her hands tensed a bit. "I um... I did... Have someone before..." She looked down to her hat, specifically to the brooch she had fastened to the leather strap around the crown. A beetle with an orange jewel in the center of it's back.

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Sybil watched with genuine interest as Rosaline stripped of her clothing. She watched her slide into the bath, pleased to see her relax into the water. As she answered her question, her smile fell. She could tell she hit a chord. "I apologize, miss. I didn't mean to dig up old loves or tragedy, I promise." Her eyes fell to her clothing, and the gun belt that had once been hanging around her waist. "You look to have had a rough go of it. Perhaps my company can soothe the pains of the road."

She didn't touch her own clothing yet. Some of her customers enjoyed the process of undressing her like unwrapping a present. More to the point, she wanted Rosaline to be a repeat client, so she didn't mind drawing it out and building anticipation for the time being. She leaned over, pulling a personal bottle of whiskey out from under the bed. Pulling a shot glass from the bedside table, she filled it. Content to have a couple more drinks while she waited for Rosaline to finish bathing.

[User] Rosaline grinned wryly at the bottle. "Trying to tease me miss Sybil?" She smirked and quickened her work of bathing. She soon got out of the bathtub and dried herself with a towel. Both bothering to dress herself she sat down on the edge of the bed. "Pour me a shot." She took the glass and held it up, "To new life... May we all find ourselves able to move away from the past, and all be able to enjoy having a fine woman to bed."

[Assistant] Sybil smirked some when Rosaline spoke. "I'm always trying to tease, darling." When she came over to sit on the edge of the bed, her eyes danced over her approaching body. She happily poured the glass, handing it to Rosaline. She held her own glass aloft, gently tapping it against Rosaline's. "Now that's a toast I can get behind." She brought the glass to her lips throwing back the alcohol into her throat. Setting the glass down, she stared at it for only a moment. Would she ever be able to do that? Move away from everything and start fresh? She looked back to Rosaline, her lips spreading in a genuine and inviting smile. "I hope that enjoying my company this evening will be a fine start to a new life for you."

[User] Rosaline smirked and set the glasses aside. She moved closer to Sybil, pushing her to lay down on the bed using her own body. She chuckles softly and pulls the covers over their bodies, "now Miss Hatchet, as much as I really want to fuck you right now... At the same time, I want to keep talking to you. Now miss, since I am such a polite lady, I will let you decide how we spend this evening."

[Assistant] Sybil gave a hearty laugh as she was pushed back onto the bed, giggling softly. As she spoke, she raised an eyebrow curiously. "Now who's the tease?" She smirked a little. "Well, miss Rosaline. I can safely say that no one has ever requested my company for witty banter before. I wouldn't feel right taking your money if you just wanted someone to visit with and sleep next to. That hardly seems fair."