I Just Think A Trans Twink Sobbing From Coming, Sprawled Back Over The Pool Table With His Legs Tied

i just think a trans twink sobbing from coming, sprawled back over the pool table with his legs tied apart, as yet another pool ball is forced inside his cunt while he's getting fucked in the arse would be. very special

Thinking about stumbling upon a big cabin deep in the woods. It's so late, and so dark, and I just want to go home. When someone answers the door, I ask if they can give me directions, and they tell me I should just stay the night. That there's plenty others staying anyway, and one more shouldn't be a problem. But it wouldn't take long for me to connect the dots and realize I'm in the middle of a den of werewolves, and they can all smell my arousal. And as soon as I confirm my want, they'd push me down and spread my legs and use me from all sides.

Or maybe instead of summoning a demon, I get summoned instead. Appearing in a circle of tall, hulking demons that tower over me, and they can all tell that I want them. They tell me that if I spread my legs for them, they'll do anything I want. So I'd find myself on my knees, riding one of them, my face buried in the lap of another, enjoying the way they laugh and coo at me, their toy for the night.

Or by a group of my friends. Maybe I got drunk one night, or accidentally told them my secrets and how much I'd love to be used by a group of people. They'd surprise me, maybe on my birthday, by surrounding me, and guiding me to my knees, telling me they'll take care of me, don't worry about it. All I have to be tonight is their good little slut, and let them please me.

Or maybe I'm a pirate's slut, used by the whole ship, always ready to be used, so they can take turns pushing into me. On celebratory nights, when they drink too much, I let them spread me out on a table, put their rope skills to use, and tie me up so I can get used by every single member of the crew.

Or I'm royalty, but I'm such a tease and a rule breaker, and the knights have had enough of it. When I go too far, they drag me somewhere they'll have privacy, and push me to my knees saying that if I'm going to act like a brat, they'll treat me like one. But they'd see how much I like being forced, and that I'll gladly me spread my legs so they can show me how to be good.

Maybe I'm a vampire hunter, and I've been searching for a certain group for ages, but I can never catch them. But then they find me when I'm not prepared. They easily overtake me, sinking their fangs into my neck, and making my mind go blank. They'd take me back home, and tell me that they should hurt me for trying to kill them. Bt I'd offer something different in apology, because they're just to good to pass up. So I go from vampire hunter to the vampire's slut, kept in chains on my knees, their freeuse toy and sweet blood bag.

Or I'm an exorcist, and I'm well known for always succeeding. Little do they know that I'm so good because I know what they want. Maybe I get a job to clear an house that's been haunted, and I start the ritual by offering the ghosts a trade. That if they'll leave peacefully, they can use me however they please, and I'll spread my legs easily and eagerly, getting fucked by nothing, my face pushed into the ground, ass up as they fuck me hard. The owners will never know, and maybe I'll even invite the ghosts to inhabit my home in exchange, making it so I can be used every night.

one again thinking about being stuffed with fleshlights, so you're just a living, breathing sex toy holder

can barely feel when you're fucked, just the pressure of the silicone inside you, occasionally choking on the one strapped into your mouth and throat. tied up so you're easy to carry and move around, to use like the sex toy you are

My dom is hosting a game night with their friends at our place but I'm not invited. I'm closed away in the other room, tied to a chair, cockwarming the dildos suction cupped to it, a ball gag making me drool all over my chest. I'm quite a sight, stripped naked with a remote controlled vibrator against my dick, my chest heaving with the fear of knowing I could be discovered. I can hear them all through the door, "shame he isn't here tonight, he loves this game." one friend comments and my dom turns it up to the maximum setting and I bite the gag hard. I rock back and forth on the thick cocks inside me, trying so hard to stay quiet as I cum, I wouldn't want them to see me like this.

I want them to get me so hard and needy and then stuff a fleshlight in my hole. I want them to call me a good boy and praise me as they stretch my hole, without me knowing what they're stretching me for. They show me the fleshlight and watch the grin spread across their face as I whimper with horror as they push the base of it inside me. The stretch making me moan but quickly I realise that that is all I'll get, the dull sensation as they finger the toy not enough to bring me any pleasure. I want them to fuck the toy in my hole while they pin my wrists above my head, preventing me from creating any friction, watching my tortured expression, ignoring my feverish begging. "I thought you wanted to be my toy?" they pout, looking down at my straining cock, "it seems like you like it?"