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I used to hate it when people said the trick was to just do it until ‘do it scared’ started going around, because that’s truly it. Life didn’t start changing until I applied for jobs with one hand in front of my eyes and a trembling hand navigating my computer mouse. Or until I said everything on my mind (in moderation) with my fists clenched and my legs weak. Or until I refused to accept that I’d ‘just’ be shy forever while also kind of being nauseous at the idea of trying to be the opposite. Two things can coexist and that’s exactly the point of believing that you can do anything.

Anyone want to put their fingers in my mouth? Push down on my tongue and watch my eyes roll back into my head.

Tell me sweet nothings, sweet degradation as you push your fingers down my throat. Coax me through each gag because if "Oh sweetheart, if you can't take my fingers without gagging, how can you take my cock?"

Why do I never learn to check food before I eat it if it's bad or not....

I have the heebie jeebies rn ahhhhhhhhhhhh send help! I keep gagging 😭🤢

Sub Bakugo (N)SFW: “Bratty Boy”

Smack!  "Augh. Sixteen."

Smack! "Hng. Seventeen."

Smack! "Fu-uck… Eighteen."

"What was that," a sickening sweet voice asked. "Hm?"

"Nothing, sir," he replied quickly, his hand gripping at the nape of his neck, the other grasping at a knee dressed in pristine, black slacks. Leather circled his neck, a metal loop on the front the perfect lead for the brat. A firm hand rubbed gentle circles over reddened flesh, sparking pleasure and pain at the abusively tender touch.

SMACK! "Why do you think it is okay to lie to me, darling?" The stinging spread quickly across the exposed plane of flesh. A strangled groan left his throat. He felt a gentle hand move his hand from his nape and replace it with his own, nails scraping gently along the edge of the collar. "Hm? Why?"

"Ah… I don't." He pleaded ignorance as those nails scraped back and forth along his nape in a torturously slow tease.

"You don't what?" Smack! "Use your words, boy."

"Ahng… I don't think it is okay to lie to you, sir," he clarified obediently. The hand left his nape and wrapped under his chin, lifting his head up to look at his sir. Excitement thrummed in his body at the shift in demeanor. He'd been a brat, and he was going to be punished.

"Katsuki, Katsuki, Katsuki," he drawled. He used his thumb to pry his brat's jaw open and shoved two rough fingers into that lying mouth. "You truly are a brat, boy." Saliva dripped around his fingers, and a soft gag crept from the blonde's throat as he held his chin in place with his lower fingers. "A dirty, violent, foul mouthed brat that lies to me. Lies to me when we both know I am neither stupid nor deaf." Smack! Another soft gag and a groan sang its reply. That hand that inflicted so much pleasure and pain rubbed harshly into the beaten flesh, relishing in the soft groans and whimpers that echoed their response.

Dry fingers slipped from the raised, round plane of ass to creep into the well lubed hole that sat unattended, nestled between those glorious, reddened cheeks. They probed gently at the hole that winked at his touch. "My dirty boy," a single finger slipped in, pressing deep, unrelenting. "You always do this to me. You work me up then are a brat. What kind of masochist are you, hm? To need to be spanked so badly. To  lube yourself up and put on your pretty collar for me only to turn around and sass me every chance you  get until I have you bent over my knee for being a bad boy." That finger, thick and uncaring for the way those walls fought to keep it out, sunk into that tight heat until his knuckle brushed soft flesh, smearing with the excess lube. It curled and his back jerked at the sensation, his cock rubbing up against the knee he was bent over, a keen ripping pitifully from his throat. Those fingers in his mouth pressed deeper and held his tongue down, punishingly hard. Saliva caught in his throat and he gagged, unable to right himself for it to do any good, leaving him to cough and drool on those fingers.

"Oi, don't make such a mess." The finger pressed inside him left quickly and he felt a smack land firm on his backside, slapping right over his hole with a wet noise. The boy jerked involuntarily and gagged on the fingers in his mouth as pain radiated through him. He attempted a half-assed apology around the fingers and cried out prettily when another slap landed hard on his backside. As quickly as the pain came, those fingers sunk back into him, prying him open and driving him mad with pleasure as he felt the familiar itch of finger tips probing deep inside him. His cock bounced against his stomach and the knee he was sprawled across. "You just can't help yourself, can you, Katsuki? Perhaps you need to be caged… Perhaps you'll make less of a filthy mess then. Hm? No…" Those unrelenting fingers quirked upright and dug into his walls, pressing and prodding blindly even though they knew his insides like they knew how to write. "That'd only make you act out more, I'm sure."

Slow, deliberately teasing thrusts moved those fingers in and out from the depths of his walls, teasing and working up the blonde who slowly began to squirm and suck obediently on the fingers holding his mouth open. His hips rocked and rutted his straining cock against the now messy slacks as pitiful, begging noises left his throat freely. Pretty red eyes met his, full of tears and such a pleading expression that it almost made him want to cave. Almost.

"You're such a mess, Katsuki," he scolded, the shame burning hot on his neck, knowing what the man would say next. "If you wanted to be treated nicely, you should have behaved nicely." The fingers picked up their pace and began to strike more precisely at his weak points, dragging heavily against those tight bundles of nerves anytime they found one. Slick sounds came from him as those fingers plunged in then pulled out. It was pornographic the way he was being fingered across this man's lap, listening to him degrade him as he sat naked save for a collar against his knee, whoring himself out to the pain and pleasure without care for the way it made him look. "Good boys get Daddy's cock. Naughty boys get to come on Daddy's fingers then clean up their mess."

"Please, sir!" He whined, using a hand to pull his fingers from his mouth, gasping for air. Tears streamed down his cheeks as those fingers continued to do everything in their power to touch him without letting him lose himself to the sensation. It was frustrating beyond all belief.

Smack! "Maybe if you behave, then I'll change my mind. Show Daddy you can be a good boy," he crooned as his saliva coated fingers spanked that pert, rosy ass while he kept his fingers moving inside his prey.

"Angh! ONE!"

"Good, keep counting."

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