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𝙼𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎...

Literally, my only complain is that is too short lol. But that is my problem, thank you @strawb3rrystar <3

Hi there. So like, I really like your writing (no matter how long you take.) And I was thinking: could you do a crimson x male reader? But crimson is gender bend and kinda like a sugar mommy to reader? I would prefer to be NSFW but if you so wish can be SFW. Thank you for your time and please tell me if you going to do it or not.

Sugar mama.

Pairing: Fem! Crimson x Masc! Reader

Warnings: Age gap, Reader is in their 20's Crimson is in her 50's, Riding, P in V, Abuse of power, Dom/sub dynamics, Implied overstimulation

Word count: 703

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You don't know how you got into this situation. You had known Crimson since you were a child. Well, you had known her as long as you've known Moxxie, since the two of you were peas in a pod. But, this felt like a betrayal of trust. Crimson's hand lay flat on your hips, her nails scratching your skin. "What's wrong?"

"I uh- keep thinking about Mox finding out." You mumble in response. Sure it had been years since you last saw him, but you couldn't help the guilt that ate at you every time you were spread out on Crimson's bed. You had fallen on hard times and turned to her for help. She agreed.. for a price that is... She would pay for everything you needed, if you pleased her in bed.

"I doubt he's coming back anytime soon, so you have nothing to worry about." Crimson soothed you, her hands working to take off your pants. You had to admit, you were lucking to be fucking a woman like Crimson. Your sex life had never been better and she was drop dead gorgeous.

"Is someone happy now?" She teases, her hand slithering up to your stomach. You felt your cock twitch just at the feeling of her hot breath. She then slides her underwear off and straddles your lap. The head of your cock resting in her pussy. It only took her a second to sink herself down on your cock, her clit pressed up against your pelvis.

She rocked her hips slightly, rubbing herself against you. You were far too sensitive for her teasing anymore. Your fingers find themselves clinging onto the bedsheets as you sit on the brink of an orgasm. Just the feeling of her walls around you was enough to make you cum. But you didn't want to seem like a little bitch. At least, not again.

"Aww, you close already?" Crimson coos, a grin on her lips. She liked you like this and you knew it. All submissive, ready to do whatever she asked of you. You felt like putty in her hands and you loved it. She rocks her hips faster, beginning to moved up and down.

"Huh, pretty boy? Go on. Cum for me." Your eyes clamp shut as your cock twitches inside her. Crimson's words barely entered your ears before you'd cross the line into sheer bliss. Crimson fucked you through your orgasm, but it was very clear she wasn't close yet.

She grabs your hands from the bedsheets and places them on her tits. As your eyes open once more, they land on her chest. She bounces a little faster, her clit rubs against your pelvis every time she comes down. You knew at this point all you had to do was lay there and let her use you. It had never been about you, it was always about her. Everything in your life at this point was dictated by how well you got her off. And as much as she could pretend to care, Crimson could always find a guy with a bigger dick. She just liked you because of how easy you were. You didn't ask for much. You kept quiet. All you needed was a place to stay and Crimson was willing to give you that because you didn't cost as much as her goons did.

It could last for hours. You could cum fifty times. But it didn't matter. She would only stop once she was satisfied. It's not like she needed you anyway. You hardly did anything for her. But you need her. You've always needed her. Even if you tried to live on your own again, get a steady job. You would come crawling back to her. Hell is too much for someone like you. When life could be pure bliss, why live in pure torture?

But maybe. Just maybe, you could see through one of the little cracks and realize you're trapped in a cycle. An unending one that will last till death. Only then you'll be free from the vicious claws of that putrid woman. Well.. for now I guess you're trapped.. Now be a good little bitch and make your mistress cum.

Star's notes -> This was such a unique concept and I loved writing this! Thank you so much for the request JG!!

(Thank you @jgabriel1920 for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

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Jesus, I feel like I lied to get this results, lol. I do treat other better than myself. Thank you :3

Thank you for the tag <3

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Funny to see this after yesterday...

you’re cool as fuck + your meat is huge

Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

Y’ALL HAVE TIME TO REBLOG THIS. IT TAKES LESS THAN FIVE SECONDS.

Ah... Wow... So that's what people meant when they said I was mature for my age.

I was bored so I took a mental age test, twice

Taking an avg., I’m 11

Accurate