I Wanna Be Overstimulated Against My Will Until I'm Crying. All My Holes Stuffed With Vibes Turned Up

i wanna be overstimulated against my will until i'm crying. all my holes stuffed with vibes turned up to the max, tied up with a wand against me, nipple clamps tight. maybe just left there and blindfolded to have orgasm after orgasm.

You’re sitting in front of a mirror with your subby princess in your lap facing it.

She’s completely naked and you’re fully clothed, you’ve spread her legs apart and laid yours over hers; so she can’t close them. You tie her hands behind her back, in front of your tits. You grab her waist and pull her tightly back against you with one of your hands on her neck making her arch her tits out in front of her, presenting themselves to you for the taking and you both can see every single detail in the mirror; how wet and drippy her pretty pink hole is and how her soft tits keep rising and falling with her ragged breathing, in anticipation of your touch.

You praise her; call her your good girl and how beautiful and soft and gorgeous she is; running your hands down her body, playing with her most sensitive parts. While she stares at the both of you in that mirror and sees herself fall apart in your lap under your hands and your mouth as her moans and soft whimpers fill the space around you.

using my lil slut to make money for me.....sure, of course, there’s plenty of in-person opportunities - bending you over and spreading your legs in a bar and taking cash, or renting you out for private events....but what about for the poor souls who can’t use you in person?

setting up an account to post videos and audios of my baby getting ruined, and being able to use that money to buy more toys (it’s not cheap having a little whore who needs their holes stretched!) but holding the camera close to get every whimper and plea and tear and making you fuck yourself on their toys, sobbing about being a good little cam star, about how much you love this, about how you never want to stop.

maybe, i’ll even take suggestions from commenters. reading allowed cruel punishments and watching the helpless tears start up again, but you know better than to misbehave - the video where i punished you is by far our most popular and people are dying to see you so pathetic and humiliated for their entertainment <3

i don’t think you understand how deeply i’m obsessed with the way you sound. every hitched breath, broken moan. the way you scream my name. listening to you whimpering through the phone as i turn your vibrator up makes me so fucking wet. recording you while you beg for me in that soft, submissive voice just so i can cum to it later. hearing you tell me how good it feels when i’m inside you is like music to my ears. every single sound you make is music to my ears.

Just read your latest free use fic and I loved it!!! I was wondering if you could write another one but this time shes out clubbing to have some good time and some men realise shes a free use? Thank you!

She could barely see anything. Between the dark of the club, the flashing lights blinding her every so often, and the liquor making her vision swim, she was damn near blind on the dance floor. There was just the thumping base and the bodies pressed against her. Arms in the air, she spun around with a twirl, screaming exuberantly. Nobody could hear her over the music and she laughed, swinging her hips from side to side. Too caught up in the moment she stumbled, crashing into someone behind her. Warm hands clasped her forearms to keep her upright and she was sure they shouted something at her, she just couldn’t hear it. So, she laughed again.

Whoever was behind her let go of her arms and slid theirs around her waist, swaying their hips to the music in time with hers. And, although she was pretty wasted, she couldn’t miss the way they were grinding their crotch against her ass. She moaned and then whined as she tried to stifle her noises. They were so quick, one hand already cupping her tit through her shirt, that she could only assume they saw her Free Use Program bracelet. Finally, she thought, I’ve been waiting all night.

She arched her back and reached to grab at their shirt. Their hands slid down to her hips, changing rhythm until they were basically dry humping in public. By now, she could feel the outline of a thick cock pressed against her ass through both their clothes. As the song changed, a faster beat with a thumping base, the person behind her let go for a split second. Just enough time, she knew, to undo their pants. Then hands were reaching up her skirt, hiking up the back until everyone in the club was able to see her ass. (Or they would be able to, if it was possible to see anything right now).

A prickle of confusion managed to break the control the music had over her drunk brain. Surely they weren’t going to fuck her in the middle of a crowd? Then they pulled her panties to the side, leaving her wet pussy bare to the warm air of the club. A cock pressed against her slit and the stranger behind her wrapped one arm around her, trapping her against them. She moaned as they began pressing into her. She eased her hips back, trying the press them into her unstretched hole faster. She just wanted to be fucked already.

Their cock slipped a few times on its way inside her, sliding through her pussy lips and stroking her clit. She couldn’t do anything but moan and try not to fall over in her heels. Finally they managed to press inside, thrusting inside her in short strokes. Each thrust reached deeper and deeper inside her, until her ass was bouncing against their front.

There were so many sensations. Rushing head. Hands massaging her tits. Loud music. Louder crowd. Strangers brushing against the pair of them. A thick cock, rocking inside her. The warm slide of sweaty skin against sweaty skin. She panted and moaned openly, her screams mingling and getting lost in the preoccupied crowd. Still, she couldn’t help but pant and plead as the fat head of their cock beat against her cervix with short thrusts in time with the music.

“Fuck me fuck me fuck me- ah! Ah! Deep! Oh!” She panted, squeezing her eyes closed as her partner lost any sense of shame or subtlety. Their warm hand crept up to grab at her throat, pinning her against them cock to shoulder. Her skirt was rumpled around her waist, the sight of their cock filling her pretty pussy available to anyone around them. She devolved into solely high-pitched, breathy ‘yeah’s and ‘oh!’s.

A pressure was building low in her gut, making her eyes squeeze shut as she tried to hold out just a bit longer. They filled her aching hole to the brim, stuffing her and fucking her and turning her into nothing more than a doll bouncing on their cock. Struck stupid from alcohol and sex, she threw her head back and screamed as her orgasm overcame her and the sound was buried in the music. What little vision she had left whited out and her thighs trembled as her tunnel tried to milk their rigid cock for it seed. A few more thrusts and the stranger inside her came, their seed splattering against the bud of her cervix. She could feel their semen fill her, dripping down her thighs when her cunt ran out of space for both their cock and cum. Her pussy pulled it in greedily, throbbing as it tried to draw their thick semen towards her vulnerable womb. After a few more moments, they pulled out. A small splattering of cum and slick coated the inside of her thighs, and she crossed her legs and pulled down her skirt promptly.

By the time she turned around the stranger was gone, lost to the crowd. The packed wall of clubbers shifted, and she got squished between two tall bodies. One pair of hands landed on her wrists and another on her hips. She moaned and spread her legs; the night wasn’t over yet.

Daydreaming about slipping a toy inside my sub and making them wear it around a party we’ve been invited too. Watching them mingle with others while I periodically turn the intensity up. Grinning at them from a distance when they try to laugh it off, bashfully covering their mouth to hide themselves when they bite their lip. I’m walking around, taking sips of my drink while I talk to others. Turning my head to watch them, eyeing them up and down knowing her pussy is dripping in front of everyone yet, no one has a clue.

I’ll sneak them away here and there to grope and tease them more before I set them loose again. Playing a silent cat and mouse game of endless teasing until I finally get them alone and reward them for being such a good little public slut for me.

+this post is about sapphic sex+