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The Summer Job

It was the Summer 2002 in Southern California and I was film student eager for experience. Landing an intern position at a major studio was becoming a difficult task. It definitely was a case of not knowing anything, but also not knowing anyone to get in. I became increasingly frustrated seeing peers land spots at studios I applied to. I realized I needed to change my strategy.

Back then craigslist was the defacto to turn to, so I applied to anything I could find. Within 2 days I started receiving calls back. The majority of call backs were from adult studios, to which I declined. Though after a few weeks of getting no where. I began to wonder, could I handle working in the industry. Knowing how my mind would latches on to the perverse. To the point I have to snap myself out of it.

The side of myself that I had been repressing for the majority of my life to this point. Was the animalistic need to fuck, watch others fuck, and hear hear others fuck. I felt I wouldn't be able to control that in the industry atmosphere, so I shied away from it. Then I landed a spot at a major studio and was super excited. The excitement lasted all of about 3 days. Doing basic bitch work of grab me some coffee, make me some copies, and go pick up some food for the team. I was over it. After 3 weeks of that, I called one of the adult studios back.

One studio in particular had me come over to their office the next day. Asked me of my experience, which wasn't much and how I was with nudity. After a few minutes of banter they asked if I was available that night for shoot. Being that a boom operator called out and they asked if I could fill the spot. In my head saying "ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY!" Yet calmly replying, "I'd love to join and help out this team." They said "Great here is the location and be there at 8PM for prep." We exchanged hand shakes and off I went back to my apartment.

Sitting on my the couch thinking how fast I landed that position, I started to worry. They didn't background check me, W-2, I signed nothing. What if it was some kind of set up? I started having second thoughts. Then through my wall I could hear the faint sounds of my next door neighbor having sex. I chuckled, thinking this is the universe's was of telling me to fallow the path.

I made it to the location in the hills 10 minutes early and no one was there. Here I was thinking, damn man I got played. While looking out over the city and "enjoying" the smog filled evening view. I figured screw it I'll smoke my last doob. With the jay sitting between my lips and about to light it. I get a call saying that traffic was crazy and they were not far. Another 10 minutes later they showed up with the equipment.

Once the set was prepped I had a brief introduction with the talent. A run down of the takes and positions for the evening. There was no table read or scenario to be played out. While this was going on the talent were doing their own prep. Off to the side I could see the male performer stroking his cock with some lube. Getting as hard as possible. The female performer was receiving the final touches of hair and make up details. A small zip lock bag containing ice was applied to her nipples to perk them up.

The in home lights were dimmed, set lighting received its final adjustments, the talent stepped into frame, and I was in awe. So much so the director said, "Hey mic guy get your fucking boom up!" I still had it rested on my shoulder with my headphones half on my head. Soon after, pouring into my earphones were the sounds of sucking, throating, and moaning. Then feeling the heat of the moment, the humidity, the smell of cum in the air. Bodies writhing in various positions. Eyes rolling back in orgasmic pleasure. It was a surreal moment and it felt right.

All the repressing years leading up to that, I suddenly felt stupid and annoyed. Stupid for holding myself back from wanting to seeing those things unfold. Annoyed that I put myself through unfulfilling job experiences, even relationships that meant nothing to my soul. I stayed with the studio for almost 3 years. With a front row seat to all various forms of vanilla to taboo sex. It was an amazing chapter in my life that I'm glad I lived.

Did anyone play those kissing games on Girls Go Games, where you were kissing a boy and had to hide it from your dad or boss?

Well I just played an orgasm game hehe. Someone leaves the room and I grab my vibrator from its' hiding spot, and quickly bring myself to orgasm, hiding it away before they could walk back into the room and spot me.

OMG Yoonia.. This is just amazing.. like wtf! they are so adorable yet insatiable & hot.. I have always felt same as mc felt about voyeurism & I am interested in exhibitioning. But I always felt guilty & weird about it. Made me feel bad about me for feeling like this. You have no idea how much this fic has made me feel that I am not alone. I felt consoled. Thank you so much for this. The slow burn is making me feel so worked up... But why do they still call it a session? They are dating right? I wanna know what happens next. do they do it & cross the line? Plz plz would u tag me when u post next parts of this..

In Motion (M) | 10

↳ Character | Jeon Jungkook x reader (with POV switches)

↳ Genre | Smut, Masturbation Club!au

↳ Rating | +18 / M for Mature

↳ Word Count | 10k words

↳ Summary | The rule is simple; you can look but you can’t touch. You’ve been attending the event for a few times but it was only when a certain boy arrives on one occasion did you feel the fire of lust burning inside

↳ Warning | includes explicit mature scene, nudity, mutual masturbation, fingering (f receiving, solo), usage of sex toys, bondage, voyeurism, exhibitionism. 

↳ Chapter Index (link will be added later)

Club La Rouge

“You are cordially invited to attend the annual Black Vice event hosted by Club La Rouge.”

Please follow the rules specified below:

1. You must confirm the RSVP and send it back within 3 days prior to the arranged date. Please remember that any late submissions will not be accepted.

2. Once your RSVP is received and acknowledged, the Club’s Representative will send you the address of the pick-up point before we will escort you to the designated place where the main event is to be held.

3. Upon arrival, the attending party will return the form sent together with the RSVP invitation and will be required to undergo further identification check before being permitted to enter the main event. The preference checklist will contribute further in order to determine any security measures for individuals attending the event.

4. The event will be a non-formal all-black attire. To further maintain anonymity, it is highly advised for the attending party to make use of the mask sent along with the invitation. Each attendee will receive specially made masks as part of identification needed for the Club’s security check.

5. Any form of open conversation are forbidden once the attendee party have arrived within the main lounge. Any mutual arrangements—including partner appointments and group arrangements—may only occur upon re-registration and only in the specially provided rooms. Attendees are welcome to observe any ongoing public sessions but are not allowed to interfere. Physical contact will only be permitted between partners or special arrangements under the staff’s approval. Any violation of the rules will result in members being escorted out and your name will be added to our blacklist.

6. Any other mutual arrangements that may occur after the event will no longer be our concern.

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aww, poor thing, you wanna touch me? well too bad. you have to sit back and watch, you’re lucky i don’t tie your hands together, slut

now be a good dog and watch sir get off to the smell of your hoodie

god i love jerking off while on call with him, it happens so much more than he thinks and fuck, i think it’s so hot that if i let one noise out he’d know what a slut i am on the other end of the phone

jj maybank smut literally anythinggg

Cloud 9 (JJ Maybank x F!Reader)

Warnings: Smut, p in v, , car sex, degrading, jealous sex, hair pulling, voyeurism, praise

Notes: Enjoy this my love

Word Count: 773

The air was thick, windows were foggy and condensation has already started. Your body was sweaty and your hair was sticking to your face. The twinkie rocked from the movement from inside and creaked every now and then. "It's almost like you love to see me upset. Like you wanted me to fuck you like this, in my best friend's van, ruining the seats and floor. Like it when I treat you like the slut you are, huh?" he asked, putting hand between your shoulder blades and pushing down, forcing you to bend over. All you could do was nod and moan, he's drilling himself in you, hitting your cervix, penetrating you.

You didn't do anything wrong. At least, that's what you think. All you did was step in the ocean, enjoying the water, the smell of the beach, and looking up at the night sky. That's nothing to be upset over, but Rafe did swim up to you, and showered you in compliments. Were they compliments?

Either way Rafe spoke to you, and you responded, smiling at him and getting really close. JJ's not upset with you, he could never be upset with his girl, his pretty girl. He's upset with that kook, the guy who decided to flirt with you while he knew JJ was watching, the guy who's gaze kept flicking down to your tits. He won't admit that he got jealous because why would he be jealous of Rafe? It's not like Rafe is the one that makes you a whimpering and moaning mess on his cock.

JJ moved his eyes from your ass to the window, he smirked and grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling so you'd look up.

"See that? He's a fuckin' perv." he laughed, "It's fuckin' pathetic."

You watched as Rafe stood and watched the two of you, staring shamelessly. It kind of turned you on, having someone watch you get ruined and turn into a mess under your boyfriend. "Put on a show for him, pretty."

You clenched at his words, loving the way he's talking to you, loving the way Rafe's eyes never left the window, squinting to see more. "You like this? You like having people see the kind of whore you are?"

You gave him a strained moan, moving against him, fucking yourself. "C'mon..give me an answer.."

"Y-yes.." you whispered, finding it hard to find your voice after screaming the blonde's name. The hand he had in your hair moved to the back of your neck, pulling you up so your back met his chest. He grabbed and squeezed your tits. Pinching and twisting your nipples. The feeling sending shivers down your body. You tangled your fingers in his hair, tugging and pulling at the strands. "Feel s'good Jay.." you whined, "I bet it does angel." he said, groaning at the way you tugged at his hair whenever he picked up his pace. 

Your head fell back and rested on his shoulder. His hand moved down your body, fingertips grazing your skin. He grazed your clit, teasing you, wanting to hear your whimpers and begs. You grabbed his hand and moved it closer to your clit. “You gotta ask for it.”

“Mm..” you whined, “Use your words baby. If you don't use your words you can’t cum.” 

 “Please JJ..please..”

“I got you sweet thing..” 

JJ’s fingers moved in circles against your clit. Your pussy clenched around him as his dick started to twitch. “Look at him,” his opposite hand grabbed your jaw, pulling so you’d look through the window. “See how close he is to cumming?” 

“Uh huh..faster J..”

“He thinks he’s gonna get to cum to this pretty face..” 

He moved his hand from your jaw to your back and bent you over, keeping a hand on your head, forcing you to stay down and your face no longer in view of Rafe’s eyes. JJ’s hips sloppily snapped against you, the knot in your stomach building. He heard you whine, “Go ahead, baby. Cum for me.”

Your moans filled the van, gripping the seat as JJ continued to pound into you. He glared at Rafe as he watched him put his pathetic cock back in his shorts and storm off. “Such a bitch.” he muttered to himself as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and came. His hips never falting until he filled you completely with his seed. 

You lied still, catching your breath and sitting up, leaning against your boyfriend. “Lay down, I’m not done with you.”

“Huh?”

“Did you think I forgot about how you were practically flaunting your tits? Lay down, hands above your head.”

I'll tie you up as a pretty display piece at my next show. All sexy and roped up, tied upside down with your legs spread open and a bottle of grey goose vodka shoved up your ass.

Hey kids, did you know you can absorb alcohol through the lining of your intestines better than if you drank it normally? Look it up, it's true!

It'll be minutes before you'd be too drunk to know what's happening, your pretty drunk pussy fully on display and ready to be abused by the crowd. You'll be tipsy and rosy cheeked while hands start grabbing and exploring, squeezing and smacking.

You'll be a toy. A sexy little interactive decoration while the room rumbles with the music. It won't be long before there's a line of hard cocks waiting to ram inside you. You'll be a pit stop for men on the way to the bar.

You'll be my party favor! A cum one, cum all attraction for sleazebags like me to rape for kicks

Party night, baby!

A quick turn of events, Part 7

Fem reader, smut

Tw: Sex, some exhibition and voyeurism, mentions of unwanted touch in the beginning.

Part 6 <-

Reading exercise

After the event that happened in the club, Y/n had spent a few days getting over the feeling that guy at the club gave her. The fear and the pain from his grip. The gross feeling of him groping and grabbing at her like he owned her. She had decided that it was enough of that. And obviously no-one else than Lorenzo owned her if someone were to even own her. Him and the clones were the only ones she would let manhandle her if that was the case. And even then she knew thay wouldn't do anything to harm her. They did nothing else than protect and spoil her. Shaking her head she stod up from her bed. She freshened up a bit and put on some comfy clothes for her escapades in the house. What would she do today?

After thinking while walking through the halls she decided that the library would be a good place to explore. She hadn't really been in there and looked around yet. Maybe she could find s good book to settle down with. Making her way through the house she felt that it was way too quiet. Usually someone was yelling after Valentino at this time. She didn't see Dominic in the kitchen either. Maybe something work related had happened? But she also doubted that, Lorenzo would have given her some sort of message.

Once she arrived at the library she pushed the big dark door open. It was creaking as she stepped inside. It was a huge room filled with books from floor to ceiling. It had lots of comfy places and nooks to sit down and read in. She looked around a bit when she suddenly saw him. Lorenzo? How the hell? Since when could he fly. He was standing high up in the air holding a book. Busy studying something. She spoke out to get his attention.

"You didn't tell me you could fly."

He shut his book close and it vanished. His head snapped towards Y/n. A grin grew on his lips. Slowly he started to float down towards the ground and walked over to Y/n.

"Telling you everything would spoil the fun dear, wouldn't it now?"

He put a finger under her chin and softly made her look up at him. His dark eyes looking into hers.

"Want me to show you where all the good books are darling?"

Y/n nodded. She was mesmerized by his eyes. He started walking and pointed to a section to the right. It was a quaint little corner with soft lighting.

"This is where Dominic spends a lot of his time. Reading recipes and studying different foods. He is quite the intellectual when it comes to the culinary word."

He kept walking and gestured to the next place.

"We also have alot of different genres. Romance, horror, novels, poetry and fantasy amongst others."

He glanced at her as she looked around at the different books. His stone cold face didn't show alot but he was happy. He actually felt joy from her being so invested in his library. As they continued to the left side he gestured at another section.

"This is all of the books on Occultism, Witchcraft and so forth. It's quite interesting stuff if I may say so myself, being a demon and all of that."

Y/n giggled at his comment. For being such serious man he really liked to have his moments. She looked at the next section he pointed out to her. He smirked as he told her about this one.

"And this. This is the erotic section."

He could see her starting to blush a little. A pink shade tinting her cheeks.

"Valentino is a big fan of this section. He probably knows it by heart at this point."

Y/n gulped. She didn't know what to say. She was a bit flustered. Erotica wasn't something she really had read alot of, but it was exciting that they had it in the library. Lorenzo stood behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. He gently massaged them. Feeling how tense she was and how she started to relax by his touch. She sighed quietly. Still a bit flustered she felt her cheeks blush more. Then Lorenzo leaned closer to her and his course voice filled the air.

"You know, we could make those stories come to life."

Y/n felt her cheeks burn up. She put her hand to her face. Even though she liked the though of it she felt so on the spot. His confidence in suggesting such a thing made her insides melt. He started sliding his hand down her back. He stopped at her hips as he moved closer and held her thigher to himself.

"What do you say baby? I want to hear those pretty sounds you make."

She felt unable to speak. The tingling sensation had begun and she could feel herself become wet by his suggestion. How could she ever say no to this. She nodded while she breathed out her answer.

"Yes..sir.."

He chuckled lowly. One hand slid up to her breast as the other one down south. He massaged her breast as he started kissing along her neck. Y/n's breathing became heavier every second. Lorenzo slid his other hand into her pants making contact with her nether region. Warm and wet. He smirked against her neck.

"So wet for little old me already?"

The charm in his voice and the feeling of his thouch making her thoughts spiral. Her body felt like jelly. She felt him rubbing on her clit. A feeling of ecstasy rushed over her. She whined at the feeling of wanting more. Lorenzo nipped at her earlobe.

"Impatient are we? You needy little thing."

He sucked onto a sweetspot along her neck. Licking and nibbling. He slowly inserted two fingers into her while he kept his thumb on her clit. A moan escaped her mouth by his actions. At the same time she could feel him growing hard against her ass. She felt him rubbing against her. His finger curled inside her. Repeatedly making the come here motion against her spot. It amazed her how well he knew her body. Her eyes shut thigh and she was whimpering for release. She would have come undone was it not for him slowing down.

"Not yet sweet pet, not yet."

Pulling out his fingers he put them up to his face. Smelling her juices before he liked it of. A guttural groan coming from him after tasting it. He pulled her with him over to a table nearby. Pushed her forward to bend over and halfway lay on the table. He pulled down her pants and underwear. Sliding his thumb through her wet folds. With his other hand he undid his belt and pulled his cock out. Slowly sliding the tip up and down between her folds. Y/n was whimpering and desperate for him to push into her. He chuckled.

"I don't think I can hear you properly. I think you'll have to speak up."

Y/n gulped. She didn't have a choice but to speak. She softly moaned out her words.

"P-please..daddy."

He pushed determined into her with a groan. She moaned loudly by his move. He set a steady pace as he leaned over her with his hands on either side of her body on the table. Sounds of heavy breathing, moans and skin slapping filled the room. Lorenzo put a hand in her hair and got a good grip before he pulled on it. Y/n's mouth fell open and her moans got louder. The feeling of controlled pain made the pleasure stronger. She was so lost in the feeling she didn't even register the door to the library opening.

It was Dominic. He was a bit taken back by what greeted him when he walked in. Y/n drunk in pleasure and Lorenzo pumping into her from behind. He was frozen in place for a second. Only when Lorenzo locked eyes with him did he quickly move to the corner with all of the food related books. Dominic was blushing and he felt himself getting hard. He couldn't get the image of Y/n's face out of his mind. How cute and delicious she looked. His urges got the better of him as he started rubbing himself to the sounds of their fornication and her moans.

Lorenzo grinned, knowing exactly what Dominic felt. He picked up his pace. He let go of Y/n's hair to rub her clit instead. She was starting to clench tighter around him. Her moans sounded like music in his ears. Just as she was about to climax he bit down on her shoulder making her scream in ecstasy as the wave of her orgasm hit. The pulsating sensation of release. He groaned as he pushed in for the last time. Spilling his seed deep into her. His dick pulsing as it emptied inside. Y/n laid her head on the table. Taking the time to come back to her senses. Enjoying the feelings rushing through her body.

Dominic had quickly picked a book to sit down with to cover his crotch. But he couldn't help but rub against the back of the book. He felt embarrassed about his actions, but it felt so good.

Lorenzo pulled out of Y/n and helped her to get dressed again.

"Such a good girl."

She smiled and hugged Lorenzo. Happy with having experienced the most exhilarating trip to a library ever. Lorenzo stroked her back.

"Hey baby?"

Y/n looked up at him wondering what it could be.

"Yeah?"

He grinned down at her with a way to knowing look.

"I think we might have had a guestviewing of our little library trip."

He chuckled as she got panic in her eyes. She turned around to see who it could be. Her eyes landed on Dominic blushing in his corner with a big book in his lap. Oh shit, oh fuck. She felt so embarrassed. She turned back to Lorenzo.

" Why didn't you say anything?"

He chuckled. Amused.

"You seemed to enjoy yourself too much darling. Why stop in the middle of something so good?"

Y/n was a bit shocked. So Lorenzo didn't mind? He really didn't let it embarrass or bother him. Maybe he like people walking in on them during something like this? Once she really thought about it, it was kinda fun making someone else flustered just by seeing them in action. She giggled to herself. Lorenzo tilted his head slightly.

"What? What is it baby?"

She looked a him with a spark of joy in her eye.

"It is kinda exciting to think about actually."

He smirked at her answer and ruffled her hair.

"Atta girl."

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Sub!Doyoung (Treasure) x Dom! Male Word count: 1.5k Warnings: NSFW (minors dni), pwp, pet(puppy)- owner relationship, rough sex, crying, hair-pulling, exhibitionism, voyeurism, mentions of anal penetration, fingering, bit of bondage, established relationship, idk if i forgot smth, ok bye. but did i forget something?

Ok so first submission for Kinktober! Gosh I'm so excited. This smut belongs to one of my unpublished book, edited to fit Doyoung. Can you tell I was listening to FREAKSHOW by PLVTINUM while writing this? 💀

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Kinktober 2024 - Week 1: Exhibitionism

“His face turned a deeper shade of red at the amount of people who had their hands in their crotch. They looked hypnotized, staring straight at him- at his body covered in sweat and cum, flushed red down until his chest, cock still hard and legs parted wide open, trembling.”

When his owner arrived in the room, he found Doyoung already sitting down on the bed at one side of the room, clad in his silk robe, the darkness of the velvet curtains covering the window. Doyoung fidgeted nervously, swinging his legs back and forth anxiously, staring at the floor until the sound of the door closing caught his attention.

“You don’t gotta worry too much about them, alright, pup?” His owner put on a smile for him and walked towards him before sitting right beside him.

Doyoung nodded in agreement before leaving a small peck on his lips in response. His owner’s smile grew wider, unable to ignore just how adorable he was. He stood up again and gently guided Doyoung to his feet, holding his hands. He unraveled the robe and took it off slowly, enjoying how the fabric slipped off his shoulders before dropping the cloth on the floor. He then tapped Doyoung’s arm. Doyoung raised his hands to his front, and his owner fastened the silk around his crossed wrists to securely tie it.

Without preamble, his owner pushed him roughly by his shoulders to his knees, earning a startled gasp from Doyoung, “You can ask me to stop anytime, pup,” His owner told him before he walked towards the window right in front of Doyoung.

“Wait!” Doyoung blurted out before his owner pulled the rope to open the curtains, and the older one whipped his head at him. Doyoung cleared his throat, his fear obvious, “Can you give me one more minute?”

His owner’s stare was blank, and he forced himself to nod and drop the rope to allow Doyoung to prepare a few more seconds. Doyoung shifted in his place, trying desperately to become comfortable in the little time he had. His hands were sweating, and his knees were pulsating at the pain he felt before when he was pushed down without further warning.

“Done?” His owner asked after a moment, and Doyoung hesitatingly nodded. He pulled the rope, and light engulfed Doyoung as soon as the curtains parted. He bowed his head once again when his eyes met with many more outside the glass, face burning and fear increasing even if the heat pooling in his stomach worsened.

“Isn’t so bad, right…?” His owner grinned before he walked back to him and began pacing around, “They can’t and won’t touch you, pup. Only I can,” He crouched beside him and combed his hair back with one hand. He found it funny how stiff Doyoung felt, barely moving and eyes closed. His owner looked outside the glass momentarily at the freaks lining to watch the performance, “But you can give them a show, right?”

Doyoung didn’t reply physically or verbally, only obeying when he felt one of his owner’s hands on one of his inner thighs to part his legs further than they naturally did when kneeling, “Raise your hands, they can’t see your pretty little cock like this,” His owner whispered closer to his ear before kissing right underneath. He felt Doyoung shiver at the touch and he raised his hands right after closer to his chest. His owner chuckled, enjoying how easily Doyoung reacted to even the most feather-like touch in this defenseless state.

Doyoung felt his owner pull away from him, the heat he initially felt when his body was close was now gone. He heard him rise to his feet and walk behind him, but still kept his eyes tightly closed. Then, his owner placed one of his boots on his back and pushed him forward violently, and Doyoung whimpered loudly and clumsily placing his tied hands right in front of him to avoid falling face-first.

“Crawl forward, pup,” his owner ordered now that Doyoung was on all fours, and Doyoung carefully did as told. His shivering was stronger now that he couldn’t anticipate what would happen next, and he stopped when the top of his head bumped into the glass. He still didn’t dare to open his eyes.

“That’s it…” Doyoung mumbled before crouching once again, this time behind him. He placed one hand on his lower back and leaned over him, pressing two fingers against his lips. Doyoung automatically took them into his mouth, instinct taking over shame while he licked them wet. The older one pulled them out of his mouth with a popping sound, and slowly pushed them past his rim. Doyoung gasped, neck arching and even though his eyes were closed, he knew there was now a better view of his face compared to a moment ago when his head was hanging.

“Look at that, they're completely enticed with you,” His owner smiled before beginning to move his fingers in and out, “Why don't you give them some more? Open your eyes, pup”

Doyoung wished to comply, but there was too much going on and he was far too embarrassed to even move. He limited himself to moan with each thrust of his owner’s fingers, enjoying how the long digits reached deep inside, and yet he was aware that noise was projected outside. He choked a moan when he felt his prostate being pressed, head dropping again to and fingers curling to grip on the rug underneath them.

“Thought I told you to give them a damn show,” he heard his owner say right before he gripped his hair strong and pulled his head up. Doyoung whined and gasped, tears threatening to spill when his owner pulled harder to make him raise his hands off the ground and press them against the glass in front of him.

He hadn't opened his eyes yet because he feared what he'd see, but that didn't stop him from moaning and gasping, hips rolling tightly on his owner's fingers to reach his release faster. His hands were sweaty, slipping slightly off the glass before he re-positioned himself.

His owner pushed a third finger in at the same time as he pushed Doyoung’s full body against the glass. Doyoung cried at the sudden intrusion and shivered due to the cold glass against his body.

And for the spectators, the view got ten times better. With Doyoung kneeling against the glass with legs wide open, it was easy to see how his owner's fingers disappeared into his hole and reappeared not even a second later at the speed he went. His cock twitched and rubbed against the window, and his perk nipples were squished against the pane. His whole body did small tremors that moved him against the glass to add to the pleasing torture, and his cheek was pressed as well while his eyes remained closed even though tears were already well past his waterline, staining the glass.

His owner let go of Doyoung’s hair to press him down by his hips against his fingers, earning staccato moans from Doyoung who desperately tried to trash his hips but couldn't due to the strength put on him to stay still. His owner increased the pace, rubbing on his sweet spot each time his fingers dipped inside.

Finally, Doyoung whimpered and whined, gasping for air once his release hit him, cum smearing against the glass and now that the grip on his hips softened, lower body thrusting lightly against the pane to induce more friction against his burning cock as well as his overstimulated prostate while riding his high. His owner barely moved his fingers for this, allowing the younger one to get off on his own terms, which made Doyoung whine louder as well.

“Open your eyes,” His owner spoke softer than before, fingers pulling out of his hole. He couldn't help but notice how the small hole gaped in need now that his fingers were gone.

Doyoung opened his eyes slowly, hiccuping. He was heavily panting, trying to catch his breath mixed with whines from the amount of pleasure he was enduring just a moment ago and the stimulation his cock still had against the cold window.

His face turned a deeper shade of red at the number of people who had their hands in their crotch, even some men with their cocks out. They looked hypnotized, staring straight at him- at his body. Covered in sweat and cum, flushed red down to his chest, cock still hard and legs parted wide open, trembling.

He didn't expect this to arouse him that much, and he swallowed thickly at the realization of this. He wasn't sure if he could go on.

“Good puppy…” His owner whispered behind him, and Doyoung felt him press his cock against his rim. He whimpered and pressed his forehead against the glass, staring at the ground.

“Nobody can touch you, pup. Only I can. They'll just get to imagine what they don't have while only I fuck you,” Doyoung closed his eyes again when he heard those words and arched his neck at the feeling of the older one's lips ghosting against the skin. His mind was now a haze. It must be some sort of trick his owner played with his mind because he didn't want to stop anymore. He wanted to show himself off, show off he was only meant for one man.

“You're mine, you belong to me”

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Main Masterlist

Kinktober Masterlist 2024

DMs open, adhere to or be blocked:

!!!!! DO NOT!!! BRING UP!!!:

any type of anal

me giving you, a man, oral

degradation, inspection etc

piss play, scat, feet, pregnancy

do not call me mommy

do not refer to yourself as daddy unless I do so first

underage, incest and fauxcest play

DO NOT SPAM ME WITH MESSAGES IF I DON’T REPLY

DO NOT TALK ABOUT WANTING TO MARRY ME OH MY GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE???

DO bring up: any constellation of bd/sm including all letters, manhandling, voyeurism, exhibitionism, free use, cockwarming, cnc, fucktoy, knife play, blood play, submissive and breedable (minus pregnancy), soft dom/me, nonsexual dominance, age gap, size difference, size queen, dumbification, overstimulation, possessiveness, ownership, dacryphilia, (forced) intox, somnophilia, religious imagery + guilt/confessing sins

you’re welcome to send me nudes or videos or voice notes but I may not reciprocate if I don’t want to

minors: I do NOT CONSENT to you interacting with my page or me in any way

backup is @bloomingforyoureyesonly

written posts under #bloomchilde, #bloomchildeasks, #bloomchildeanswers - check #it’saneed or #🫠🫠🫠 if you need any inspiration about what to talk to me about

for context about trauma see: