I'm Into Being Raped With A Like Friend, Being Forced To Fuck Each Other While Being Fucked And Teased

I'm into being raped with a like friend, being forced to fuck each other while being fucked and teased (trans boy + cis boy)

Watching two disgusting little FtM boys fuck and humiliate themselves together is way more fun but any two sluts together is alway a fun time.

I could have you strapped down over a breeding bench while you’re friend is forced to rape both your holes or he’s going to be punished worse. Maybe I’ll have him plugged with a huge toy pressed snuggle right to his prostate and if he rapes you good enough I keep it on vibrate. When he cums I’ll force you to lick his asshole and get your tongue deep in his hole while he rims you and laps up the cum spilling out.

Later I’ll tie you both together with your stomachs pressed against each other and his cockringed dick deep in your cunt so I roughly switch between your asses and rape you full of my cum. If you’re good friends with no attraction to each other I’ll order you both to sloppily make out as your holes get destroyed.

If either of you refuse or hesitates to do as I say I will gag you both on a double sided dildo locking your faces together and fill the two of you up with a big soap enema each before connecting you with a tube and leaving you tied up on a bed for the night, struggling and pushing the increased enema back and forth until I decide to rape you again.

ghost the 'invisible' demon

your 7-11 run gets interesting

kinktober 2021

fyi; m! demon x f! reader; no fandom; 6739 ; w2217; if the text is bracketed ~like this~, only the reader can hear it; established relationship; on film; exhibitionism/public sex; cursing; pregnant sex; kissing ; breeding kink mentioned; jealous/ possessive behavior; soft/tender sex; fluff and smut; blood sucking (very, very minor); slight description in text but he can be whoever you want

~yn.~

You stiffen, eyes widening for a moment as you tap your card to the reader.

"Cold night," the cashier says, shivering a bit as they hand over your receipt and hot chocolate mix. "Hate this time of year."

~He's flirting.~

"Veil's the thinnest," you deadpan, packing everything into your tote bag. "All those creepy night creatures really drop the temperature."

~You're flirting.~

The cashier laughs nervously, nodding along before he asks, "You like ghosts, then?"

~He wants to fuck you... I'm standing right here and he wants to fuck you.~

"My boyfriend's a ghost."

"Oh."

"Well. He's called Ghost."

"Ooohh. He sells over on 5th, right?"

"No. He's... he's a dog trainer. Guard dogs, you know... real hellhounds."

~You're the fucking worst,~ Ghost sighs, leaning next to you on the counter.

His claws graze the plastic top and you watch the cashier react, his eyes darting to the counter to see three fresh scratches.

"Anyway- thanks. Have a good night, yeah?"

"Uh- yeah- "

You leave quickly, feeling the chill of Ghost behind you as you make your way around the side of the building. "You're far from home, aren't you?"

"You're my home," he tells you as he follows you toward your car.

"Jesus, Ghost," you laugh, tossing your purse into the backseat. "You're killing me."

He fills the space behind you, hand settling on your lower stomach as he fits himself into you. It’s a cold embrace on a colder night, but you find comfort in it and your eyes fall closed as you relax into him.

"It's true, though," he murmurs. "You're carrying my spaw- son. And if I have my way you'll always have a little bit of me inside you"

"Gross."

"Mmhm," he intones, kissing the shell of your ear. "Your desire to be bred is what got us into this mess."

"It's a mess, huh?"

"Will be... don't want it with anyone but you, though. My sweet little human."

You sigh, holding back a smile. "What do you want, Ghost?"

"I wanna fuck you right here, yn. Against that wall - so that little cashier knows who the fuck you belong to."

"I didn't realize you were the jealous type."

"You're pregnant," he tells you, as though it explains something.

As he continues to kiss at your ear and down your throat, you consider that it just might explain something. You’ve learned that half-demon children aren't particularly common - especially sons. It makes perfect sense for him to be over protective.

"That wall, huh?"

He pulls you away from the car, shutting the door as he spins you and presses you against the cool metal. One of his large hands comes up to cradle your face, thumb brushing the curve of your cheek fondly.

"The one with their camera trained on it?"

"Yeah," he kisses you "I'll take care of it."

"Call me baby and I'll do it."

He chuckles, "That easy, baby? I'll have to keep that in mind."

You sigh at the endearment, tilting your chin up for a kiss as you say, "Yeah. That easy."

Ghost chuckles as he backs you up against the wall. He gathers the skirt of your dress in his fist and tugs it over your hips as you all kiss. Your arms wrap around his waist, pulling him close as he plants a foot between yours and ghosts his unoccupied hands over your thighs. You sigh contentedly when he skims his fingers to your body and caresses your stomach before his thick fingers brush down and over your underwear.

"Ghost," you murmurs, whimpering when he pushes them to the side and drags between your lower lips.

"So fucking hot," he breathes, kissing down your throat. "So wet for me already, baby."

You hug him closer, tilting your head for him to kiss at your jaw and shoulder. "Always."

He hums a response, rubbing his fingers back and forth from your clit to your hole, taking advantage of how desperate your body has been for him and teasing you until your begging him to fuck you, your body angling to rub against his desperately.

"Look at the camera, baby."

You whimper, blinking a few times before tilting your head to lock your gaze on the camera lens.

"Good girl," he tells you, ghosting your hole.

"Ghost- please - haaa," you pant as he presses his fingers inside you, your jaw going slack as you continue to look at the camera.

He fucks you slowly, sucking at your throat, and you can't help but imagine what you might look like - pressed up against the wall with your legs spread wide and skirt up over your hips. Your expression lewd and gaze fixed as you get fingered to orgasm next to 7-11 dumpsters like some sort of whore. About to get fucked by some invisible force.

You tremble in desire and feel your cunt squeezing around his fingers, desperate for just a little more.

"Don't stop, don't stop- so close, baby."

His thumb brushes your clit, teasing as he pushes another finger inside.

"That's it," he breathes, feeling your walls spasm around his fingers. "Cum for me."

You gasp, eyes squeezing shut for a moment. "Ghost! Sta-stop-"

He fucks you through it, innocently soothing you with soft sounds and praises until you come down. But, there’s a smile on his lips when he presses a kiss to your forehead and tauntingly asks, "Ready for my cock?"

You whimper and nod, body still jerkily trembling from your orgasm and his continued teasing.

"I know, I know. How long have I been training this messy cunt to take it?"

You moan as he pushes his thick figures back inside you. "Please...Ghost- Stop teasing and fuck me," you beg, tilting your head back to let him kiss at your neck. "Wanna feel you inside."

"Mmm," he intones, his deep voice vibrating against your throat.

Kissing up your neck, he pumps his fingers slowly, conscious of your swollen, sensitive walls, clouding your mind with lust and desire that he feeds on with drunken fervor. He breathes your name when he reaches your ear, teeth teasing the lobe before saying, "Don't wanna hurt you."

"What? You won’t, babe, just-"

He kisses you softly, fingers slipping out of your cunt while the other comes up to brush hair away from your face, palm settling atop your head affectionately. "Wanna turn around for me?"

"Yes," you breathe.

"Yeah? Good girl... brace your hands on the wall- hips out, feet apart."

He pinches the swell of your bum before again pushing your panties to the side. "Such a good girl for me, yn... Always, baby..."

He rubs the head of his cock across the backs of your thighs, his pre-cum glossing over the soft, plush fat there. You shiver, but it doesn't matter because he finally pushes into your hole, his cock stretching you open deliciously. And you all share a moan, your hips pushing back toward him as you lean deeper into the wall. "Ghooosstt."

"Relax," he tells you, thrusting slowly as he grips your hips. "Keep looking at the camera, baby."

You do, watching the red light watching you. The thought of the cashier still watching, his cock hardening at the sight of you getting fucked by nothing, leaves you desperate for your lover to fuck you properly.

So, you beg, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," mouthing each word so that the cashier understands.

Ghost growls, thrusts coming faster, hips angled to fuck you just right, his cock streching your hole like it's the first time every time and it’s blissful. Leaving your body trembling with need.

"Made just for me," he bites, letting go of your hips and leaning into you.

His hands settle beside yours, chest weighing into your back just enough to ground you, to remind you just how strong the demon fucking you is - even if you can't see him half the time. The angle changes, his fat cock filling every inch of you, leaving you whimpering, open mouthed as you struggle to keep your eyes open and on the camera.

You moan his name, whining when you realize how close you are.

"Cum for me," he encourages, feeling your walls trembling around him. "Come on, baby-"

"Ghost."

"-show that little human that your body belongs to a power so fucking higher than him that he can’t even see it - good girl. That's it.

"Ha, yeah, fuck yourself back on my cock. Just like that."

He groans, the sound causing you to go weak in the knees. But, Ghost knows every inch of your body far too well. He draws an arm around you, mindful of the life growing in your stomach as he supports most of your weight. His other hand caresses your stomach, cool and soft despite the texture of his skin.

"So fucking good," he murmurs, hand continuing down your stomach to rub your clit.

"Don'stop," you pant, arms folding to brace your face against the wall. "Love it, baby. Don't stop - I'm so close."

"I know. So desperate for my cock, huh? Body's so fucking needy and sensitive for your mate all the time?"

"Yeah."

He laughs, murmuring in his mother tongue before breathing, "Come on, baby. Cum so I can fill you up... Show me how badly you want it even when your sweet little body is already swollen with my seed-"

You groan, hating it when he says it that way, but his fingers draw the orgasm out of you, leaving you a moaning mess as he fucks you through it, his language spilling from his mouth in tones that spell out devotion and draw tears to your eyes.

"yn-"

"'m fine. Just don'stop. Love it... love it when you fill me up, baby, please-"

You gasp when you feel his cook throb in you just before he cums, your cunt squeezing out every drop as he fucks into you, slow and steady as he buries himself as deep inside you as he can before he pulls you back against his chest. "Stay for a second-"

"Wanna cum in me again?"

"Wasn't enough for you?" He teases, the both of you feeling his cum leak out of you despite being plugged full of his cock. "I'll fuck you to sleep when we get home, k?"

"I want hot chocolate when we get home."

"Sweet girl," he sighs, kissing your shoulder before easing out of you and helping you to right your clothes. "Whatever you want."

You turn toward him, your arms twisting up around his neck as your body weighs as much as you can into his given your stomach. "I can feel your cum on my thighs."

"Sexy."

You laugh, pressing up on your tiptoes for a kiss he grants, soft and sweet.

"I gotta take care of that footage," he tells you quietly. "You wanna wait for me or head home?"

"Wait. Can't drive yet. Legs are too weak."

He chuckles, thumb brushing the curve of your cheek. "I love you," he says, the words so obviously funny in his mouth.

"I know," you smile, just barely making him out in your mind's eye- he's almost always a blur of darkness, glowing at the edges, with eyes like starlight. His teeth are the same, two rows of sharp white that have taken too many bites of you to count.

"Good," he tells you, hand trailing down your chest and stomach before he reaches up to wrap his fingers around your wrist. His claws brush the bite mark he maintains there, causing you to tremble excitedly, and you can practically see his smirk. He brings it up to his mouth, teeth teasing the mark before he kisses it. "I'll be back in a second."

"Try not to miss me," you tease, fingers brushing the smooth, scaled skin of his face.

He laughs, a purring sound coming from him as he snuggles into your touch. It leaves you smiling as he lets you go, loving the sound of him loving you more than his words. "Get in the car before I go."

"You know I grew up here, right? I'm hardly afraid."

"Baby," he sighs, knowing good and well how much you love it when he calls you that.

"Ok, Ok."

He opens the car door and you slide in, looking up toward him fondly. "It's kind of cool that you can leave home now."

"Yeah."

"I wonder how far you can go."

"Wherever you are... I was bound to the house before."

"And now you're bound to me?"

He leans in for a kiss. "You got it, babe-"

You sigh contentedly. "I like the sound of that…Hurry, ok? 'M sleepy. And I want coco. And cuddles."

"Are you flirting with me?" He asks, a smile in his voice.

"Always, Ghost," you wink in his direction, feeling him pull away as he laughs.

"Hey, wait," you call out, tilting your chin for a kiss, hand coming up to grip his face when his lips meet yours.

"You belong to me, too."

You feel him smile, see his pink tongue brush over his teeth before he offers another quick kiss, nicking your lip in the process. He purs again, trembling at the taste of your blood before you let him go.

"I always have."

Okay but imagine being a free use princess when it comes to punishments. Usually you're very well behaved, but sometimes your many servants need a way to punish you effectively.

Your servants think you're being a hassle while they dress you? Expect a few hard spanks on your tender ass. If you behave, you might get rewarded by getting your needy pussy rubbed through your undergarments afterwards. Still not behaving? Maybe a few slaps on your aching clit will do the trick.

~~

Or how about being fucked into submission by your trusted royal knight on the balcony overlooking the entrance hall? He'd have you pushed against the nearest wall, pounding his cock into your soaking pussy, and rubbing your clit relentlessly.

"You just couldn't help yourself huh princess? I told you to finish your paperwork but you were just so needy that you had to finger that greedy pussy under your desk. If you want to be a brat and slack off, you'd better let everyone see how much of a slut you are."

~~

When you misbehave especially badly, the guard captain might send you to assist the knights in their training. This ends up with you being filled in every one of your fuckholes for their stress relief. Being held down by the strong knights as they ravish you. Getting your tits flicked and sucked on as your pussy and ass get stuffed by one thick cock after another. Them forcing their dicks down your throat to muffle your loud cries as the knights fill every one of your holes with load after load of hot cum. At some point your legs tremble just before you fall to the ground, yet you're quickly caught by one of the knights.

"Not so fast princess, your greedy holes are ours to fill until training's over. Now get ready for another load~"

fucking machines are so hot and I want one so bad. I got a thrusting d*ldo and it’s good but like nothing can compare to that feeling of being filled full to the brim over and over again hnnggggggggggg

I want to be the kidnapped, drugged entertainment for a guys’ weekend. The restrained and gagged wide open rapetoy in the middle of the room. Raped repeatedly by men who make comments about fucking me like I’m not even there, like I’m just an object for them to bond over while they use it.

Last thing u fantasized about while masturbating?

being a free-use fucktoy for my housemates.

here’s the concept: i’m living with maybe 4-5 of my close guy friends. they’re all working from home (for obvious reasons). i ~would be working from home as well, but i lost my job because of the pandemic. that’s an issue for many reasons, one of which being that i won’t be able to cover my portion of the rent.

the guys come up with a compromise: i can live rent-free, as long as they can all use my holes whenever and however they want.

boy do my holes get used:

bending me over the kitchen counter while i’m trying to make breakfast. having me sit under their desks and keep their cock warm while they work. riding them while they lean back in their office chairs. eating me out while i’m spread out over their desks. pushing me to my knees and shoving their cocks into my mouth randomly throughout the day.

getting used by multiple guys at the same time is pretty common. sometimes they’ll jokingly fight over whose turn it is to use me. it’s all done with love and affection - yeah i’m getting used as a stress-relief toy, but they all make sure to check-in with me. my holes are constantly messy and leaking cum.

evenings consist of me giving attention to all of their cocks while we watch Netflix or while they game. and i never sleep in my own bed, they take it in turns to have me sleep with them. this is me life now: a 24/7 free use cumdump and fuckdoll