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idea:

put a remote vibrator and plug in my pussy and ass and lock it all under a chastity belt while you go out either to work or out with friends.

then throughout the day you turn my vibes on and off inconsistently, but i cant remove them bc of the belt.

you'd come home to me being so drippy, needy, and dazed begging you to remove it.

one of the hottest experiences that i need to have again is when my bf made me lay tummy-down on the bed, cuffed my paws behind me, and spent an hour something pushing increasingly bigger and bigger dildos and toys into my ass, seeing just how far he could stretch it.

anytime i whined or complained that it was too much he would just shush me and tell me that i was doing great and keep pushing them deeper into me, it felt like it was going to go on forever as he kept splitting me open

i think the widest he got me stretched was having both the knot from a big dildo and his cock inside me at the same time and he fucked and came inside my poor stretched out ass like that while i whimpered and he reassured me that i was a good hole

ASEEX machine demonstration

CW : Underage, noncon

The demons walked into the demonstration room, one after the other. Some were still discussing the previous meeting, joking around. A couple were comparing notes. Arkir made sure to keep an eye on those in particular. The bigger investors often sent serious guys like these to draft reports.

“Welcome! Welcome, esteemed guests!” He greeted them from the front of the room where he was standing. Next to him was his invention, covered with a black sheet, and before him a few rows of chairs. It wasn’t the grandest stage he could have asked for, but this was a small, private meeting. Perhaps, if he was unlucky, he’d have to take his demonstration to the fair. “Please, take a seat, the demonstration will start shortly. Nice temperatures we’re having today, right? Yes, it’s very warm this time of year. Olly will serve you some drinks. Olly!” he called to the side of the room, where a young human boy was standing next to a small table, wearing nothing but black metal cuffs around his wrists and ankles.

He startled at the call and grabbed a large tray holding a quantity of cups. The content of the cups varied in color and texture. Olly had not dared to ask what exactly was in them. Slowly, trying his best not to shake or fall over, he made his way through the rows, offering drinks to the guests.

Arkir watched and waited a couple more minutes in case someone was late. When he was sure nobody would come in anymore, he went and closed the door. “Very well, I believe it’s time we started. Welcome, everyone, to this demonstration. My name is Arkir and I am the inventor of the Automatic Sexual Energy Extraction Machine, or ASEEX for short. Alright, show of hands, how many sex demons are here today?”

Arkir raised his own hand and counted about half a dozen hands in his rather small audience. He smiled. Perfect.

“Always great to see the community around. Now, I know we sex demons tend to have stereotypes associated with us. Namely that we cannot work in any field but sex work because of our dietary needs. It may have been true in the past. Sexual energy is a resource that takes time to gather and is impossible to store. We have found some ways to circumvent the problem by domesticating humans for quick access to their energy, but the fact remains that it is impractical to extract sexual energy by hand three times a day in fields of work that demand immediate availability in case of emergencies. That is where the ASEEX comes in.”

Arkir pulled the black sheet off his invention, under the curious hums of his audience. The machine looked mostly like some kind of raised, inclined massage chair, but with leg restraints that left no doubt as to the very open position it was designed for. A pink tentacle dildo was sticking out from the seat, showing exactly where the subject would be sitting. Arkir paused for effect, and with a wave of the hand, ordered Olly back to the front of the room. The blushing boy hurried to leave his now mostly empty tray on the table before coming to stand next to his master, looking pointedly at the floor.

“As you can see,” Arkir explained, “the ASEEX follows the basic principle of a fucking machine. However, contrary to a classic fucking machine, it uses cutting-edge technology to get the fastest, most efficient and convenient results on the market. Today, I will demonstrate by using my newest slave, Olly, as a test subject. Olly, bow.”

Olly bent down as far as he could until he could practically touch his legs with his forehead. The demons laughed and clapped for a few moments.

“Olly was taken from Earth just a week ago so he’s still very shy, but he’s quite obedient. You’ll be able to see that the ASEEX doesn’t require any training for the human thanks to the restraints. Olly, stand. I will now demonstrate how to set it up. For your information, it is currently in “male genitals” mode, but the settings can be adjusted via the panel on the side, right here.”

Arkir pressed a button on the panel and the machine started whirring quietly. A little red light at the very top of the back of the chair turned on.

“As you can hear, the noise disturbance is very minimal. So, I start by turning the machine on and automatically, the tip of the dildo, right here, as well as other rubbing parts, will let out some lubricant so a human can be installed. Olly, come here.”

Olly hesitated, shaking his head with fearful eyes, but a frown from Arkir reminded him of his place and he slowly approached. Impatiently, Arkir closed the gap between them and grabbed the boy by the waist, holding him up with little effort. He stepped back up to the machine and simply sat Olly down onto the dildo. “No, no, wait, not so f-“ Olly protested, but Arkir spread his legs open and pushed him down until the toy was all the way inside him. Olly cried out, trembling, feebly trying to get off the chair. Arkir quickly grabbed his legs and secured them with the restraints, before moving onto his arms.

“The machine is set up for Olly at the moment, but every part can be adjusted for size,” he told his captivated audience. “The tentacle dildo in his ass, right now, is designed for a variety of movements, and in male genital mode it uses a detector to target the subject’s prostate with pinpoint accuracy. A similar system is used in the case of female genitals for additional vaginal stimulation. Now, as you can see, our little test subject cannot move at all, the restraints are very strong. I do recommend making sure you can slip a pinky finger underneath to prevent cutting blood flow, especially for prolonged use. The next step will be external stimulation.”

Arkir pressed something on the inside of the chair, and a compartment opened, revealing what looked like some kind of fleshlight connected to a tube. Mercilessly, he slipped it over Olly’s penis and testicles. The boy was now shaking and whimpering, though he seemed to be getting used to the size of the tentacle inside him.

“This tube is designed to provide external stimulation to the genitals. Small rotating motors at the end will massage the balls while the rest of it will simulate penetration through suction and pressure. After climax the semen is sucked into a tank that you can empty when the machine is turned off. For female genitals, we have a smaller device that attaches to the clitoris. Finally, our last step will be nipple stimulation.”

Olly shook his head desperately – in vain. Again, from the inside of the chair, a compartment opened and Arkir produced what looked like two small silicone cups. He placed each of them on both of Olly’s nipples. The boy sniffled.

“These cups are equipped with a suction system to keep them in place,” Arkir said. “And several mechanical devices inside of them can provide various types of stimulation to the nipple area, like flicking and pinching. And these work just as well with males or females!” he added, raising some chuckles from the audience. “You’ll have noticed explaining what each part does took way longer than setting them up. The ASEEX is designed for speed and efficiency. Now that all the equipment is in place, all that’s left to do is press a button and wait!”

Arkir pressed a button on the side panel. The little red light turned yellow and started blinking slowly. The whirring from the machine raised slightly in intensity, but it was nothing compared to the concert of moans and whimpers and pleads coming out of Olly’s mouth.

“All three of the parts I’ve explained are currently giving Olly very intense stimulation,” Arkir said proudly. “Sensors in the back of the chair are analyzing his vitals and energy levels in order to tailor it to his body and bring him to the edge of an orgasm as fast as possible. During the testing phase of this product, on average, humans took only two minutes of stimulation to go from an unaroused state to being ready for sexual energy extraction. You can already hear that Olly is getting louder and louder. I enjoy the crying, personally, but you can use a gag if you need them to be quiet. Now, when the human reaches the point where they are about to cum any second, the ASEEX will indicate that by…”

The yellow light turned green and the chair let out a high-pitched chime.

“… doing that! Perfect! So now, the stimulation will slow down, but continue as to keep Olly on the edge – you can hear how much he’s moaning, his energy is perfectly ripe for eating! You can absolutely take your time, the machine can keep a human edged virtually forever as long as it’s turned on, though that’s not exactly the point, is it? Now, who’s hungry? Any volunteers?”

Arkir grinned when several hands shot up.

“Alright… you, second row, with the black horns, please come up here. And… You over there, yes, third row on the left. Yes, come up here too, I’d like to have several demons here. Thank you.”

Arkir waited for the two volunteers to join him. The two sex demons looked very enthusiastic, and kept looking at Olly with hungry eyes.

“Alright, you will go first,” he said, pointing at the first demon who had volunteered. “Here’s how it works, it’s like a water fountain. Do you see the green button on the side? When you press it, Olly will immediately be sent over the edge, releasing all his sexual energy. So before you press it, lean over, yes exactly like that, and be ready to eat up, alright? Okay, now, go ahead!”

The volunteer pressed the button. Olly screamed but was silenced when the sex demon pressed their mouth on his. As Olly convulsed in pleasure in his restraints, the demon sucked and sucked all the energy from his orgasm with a content little hum. Eventually, Olly’s movements slowed down, and the demon released him, licking their lips.

The demons of the audience clapped, impressed, but it was not over yet. The green light went back to yellow, and the whirring of the chair came back, as well as Olly’s desperate noises.

“Very good! Now, how did it taste? Good, right? Oh, I won’t pretend it’s the best orgasm you ever tasted, but it’s bound to sate your hunger. Ah, yes, as you can see, the ASEEX doesn’t turn off automatically. After release, it goes back to stimulating the human for a new orgasm, which is why this product is so efficient, it can feed many sex demons in a row with a single human. Of course, it is very intense for the human, so I don’t recommend using one for more than an hour at full capacity, as to avoid killing them from exhaustion. You’ll also want to make sure your human is fed and hydrated beforehand, and washed properly after, but that’s true for any kind of energy extraction. Ah, I see the light is turning green again. Please, go ahead…”

There was another squeal from Olly as the machine pushed him to climax again, and his orgasm was drunk by the second volunteer who seemed just as satisfied as the first one.

“P-please, ah, I- I need a break!” Olly begged once his mouth was released and the machine started another cycle.

“Shh, quiet,” Arkir said before turning back to his volunteers. “Thank you very much for your participation, please go back to your seats now. There will be more sampling in a few minutes for anyone who wishes, but first I will take any question you may have!”

He grinned when several hands shot up again. Seemed like his invention was going to be popular!

fun idea i'm tossing around: tying up a boy so he's totally immobile, can't move an inch not even to squirm. he gets to wear a blindfold and some noise-cancelling headphones. his legs are spread so i have the easiest access to my favorite toys. now, normally, i'd want him to watch while i play with his hole and his cock, but this time i want him to really focus on how good he feels. he should just think of himself as a good toy with a hard, achey cock and a needy hole. he can't see, he can't hear, and he can't move, but he can feel every little touch. to really settle him in, i'd pump his cock first so he's extra sensitive and then it's ready to be edged for a good hour or two. it can't cum because toys don't cum! i could pump his hole too before i stretch it out with a thick dildo to really make his hole feel good. no thoughts, just pure desperation and sensation

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.

I can't stop thinking about throat training a cute little puppy. Keeping them under my desk all trussed up in a too-small bikini, vibrator tied between their shaking thighs, head strapped to the underside of my desk with nowhere to go. Stroking the side of their cheek as they whine and pant and drool at my crotch, huffing and nuzzling at the fabric of my underwear like they're trying to wear a hole in it till I step back and lazily take them off.

Giving my cock a few languid, lazy strokes to make them press their thighs together as they watch their favorite thing in the whole world get hard and massive. Stepping forward to rest the weight of it on their pretty face and give them a chance to worship my balls before I have a seat and slide forward in one fluid motion, hilting my pretty cock all the way down their desperate throat. Their body wages an internal war between choking and cumming on the spot, and as their brain cells leak out from their needy cunt, deciding on both. Watching them gag and twitch as they gaze adoringly at me, every second choosing the fullness of my cock over air itself.

Watching their precious eyes flutter closed before I pull back, cock followed by a perfect, sparkling string of drool that stays hanging from trembling lips as they fade back to consciousness and look up at me with nothing but need for more.

"Goooood, good job sweetheart, you took even longer that time. My sweet needy thing. Let's go again, don't forget to use your tongue, darling 💕"

Need a mad scientist to kidnap me as a test subject, fascinated by the long term effects of testosterone on a pussy, so they grab me to examine and experiment on

Need to be strapped to a lab table with gloved fingers twisting and pulling my tdick, asking me to rate my pain on a scale of 1-10 and ignoring my cries of “ten ten ten please let go.” want them to hold a vibrator to it and randomly select the speeds for a better sample, recording the time it takes for me to cum over and over. After I’m fucked out and overstimulated, they can take a break by using my mouth to get off, leaving my cunt free to test how long I can take a fucking machine pounding into me before I pass out

Bekka's Doomed

Bekka knew she wasn’t going to last much longer. Her stare had already become fixed and vacant several times now, the conditioning video on the screen getting harder and harder to resist as the massaging vibrator thrummed against her clit just hard enough to keep her arousal at a rolling boil. She could feel drool dripping from her slack lips, and she knew that it was becoming increasingly difficult even to think at all–more and more, she just wanted to stop worrying and become like the blank, obedient slavegirls on the screen in front of her. And that was… that was bad, she reminded herself as forcefully as she could.

That wasn’t saying much. The pleasure drowned out everything else, making her stiff pink nipples tingle and throb in sympathetic arousal and even turning the scratch of the ropes against her skin into an erotic experience. Bekka’s increasingly foggy brain struggled to think of anything besides the buzz between her legs and the decadent parade of sexual degradation that accompanied Rick’s warm, soothing voice… but the more she watched women sucking cocks, licking cunts, offering up their ass and pussy to men and women alike, the harder it was to keep the insidious images out of her mind. She’d long ago forgotten that she wasn’t supposed to be looking at the screen at all.

Because Rick’s voice was… it made everything sound so enticing, didn’t it? Everything from watching the screen and soaking in all the lewd and submissive behavior she saw to grinding her cunt as hard as she could on the could on the buzzing knob nestled between her slick labia. When Bekka first woke up, confused by the muzzy sensation in her head and still trying to recall exactly when she’d gone from admiring the pretty geode he kept on a shelf in his living room to sitting bound naked to a chair in front of his computer with a vibrator between her legs, she’d tried to keep her eyes shut tight so she couldn’t see any of the lascivious images on the screen–but his voice had lulled her into drowsy trance, and before she knew it her eyelids were fluttering open and she let herself stare. And after that, she was lost.

And she wouldn’t be found again, she knew. Bekka didn’t have any real social engagements for the next few days; it was a four-day weekend for her, as she’d foolishly mentioned to Rick back at the restaurant before he somehow seduced her into coming back to his place, and she hadn’t really scheduled anything beyond the Friday night date and a brunch date with her friends that was little better than a ‘maybe’. Rick could take his time brainwashing her… and she knew with a grim certainty that four days of this would leave her so blissfully obedient that she would happily come trotting back to him as often as needed to reinforce her programming. Her thoughts, her personality, even her memory would be his to shape and mold… and Bekka was dully horrified to discover that the thought only made her cum even harder now.

Bekka’s head drooped forward, forcing her to watch the screen through fluttering eyelids and exhausting herself further with the effort of keeping her eyes open. She was certain it wouldn’t be long now… but she didn’t realize it was already far, far too late for her.

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A Toy for a Toy

The toy pulsed and throbbed between Emily’s coral pink labia, buzzing away in time to the patterns on the screen. She let out a tiny whimper of desperate, helpless ecstasy and stuck her tongue out further, the exhausted muscle quivering with the sustained effort of holding the ahegao expression for so long without rest. But she couldn’t stop. Not when the waves of overwhelming pleasure between her pale thighs kept hitting her over and over again, not when she kept coming so close to the orgasm she craved so badly. She knew she would drool all over her tits for as long as it took to get that perfect, irresistible climax. Because she was being remotely controlled.

She could still remember–faintly–the time before her complete and total surrender to the buzz between her legs. Back then, Emily’s Bluetooth-enabled vibrator was just another one of the sex toys in her collection, a fun little diversion but not yet an inescapable obsession. She used it for her live cam sessions, offering men the chance to control it for a small additional fee… well, small by the standards of what they could probably pay, she figured. Emily knew her worth and her value, a statement that felt bitterly ironic as she vacantly humped the thrumming toy inside her pussy and gave away what she’d once charged for. She couldn’t help wanting Master to see her like this. She couldn’t resist showing him that his conditioning had worked.

Not that she even realized she was being conditioned right away. Her Master had started slowly, subtly, paying extra to take control of the buzz and finding ways to use it on her that made Emily’s cunt astonishingly wet. It got to the point where she actively looked forward to his arrival in the chatroom, and although she never gave him anything for free–that was the last limit he eroded, remaining intact long after every other bit of self-will inside her had crumbled around it–she was happy to follow his other suggestions to make the cam session a little more interesting. Sticking her tongue out while she humped the thrumming toy, crossing her eyes, letting herself look vacuous and dumb and consumed with pleasure. That kind of thing. It didn’t even seem dangerous, more like a game.

And it did increase her subscriber count. Emily had never been more popular than in those days when she would mindlessly hump her vibrator, giving her fans that expression of vacant ahegao bliss while she came and came to the special rhythm of pleasure that only Master seemed to know. He sent her links in the private chat, links to videos he’d created himself that he wanted her to watch while she showed off her body to the men, and she felt an extra hard throb of ecstasy when she complied that Emily barely even realized was a real sensation and not just the submissive joy of obedience. Once she started watching the videos during her cam sessions, it was probably already too late. But she didn’t know that yet.

She found out, though. She found out the day she got a text message on her personal cell phone, the one Emily thought she never gave any client the number to, saying, ‘You should really get online and do a session.’ Emily at first planned to leave them hanging, just to teach them a lesson about who told her what to do with her body… but then she glanced over at the toy. She imagined it buzzing away between her legs, giving her so much pleasure, promising timeless and eternal ecstasy if only she obeyed, and her resolve began to melt. That was the beginning of the end of Emily’s journey into submission, or so she thought; now, though, so deeply in her Master’s power that even her orgasms were under his control, she knew that there was always a little bit further to descend.

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I want someone to force me to hold a vibrator on my dick while I cockwarm them. Whining and clenching around them while they coo praises in my ear before yanking my hand away and ruining the orgasm that was building up in me. Only to do it again, pressing deeper and grinding the toy more firmly against my dick, pushing me further and further to the edge. Feeling me throb and squirm and clamp down on them as they edge me over and over again. Finally letting me cum when I've soaked their cock all the way down to their thighs and keeping me there, shaking as I fall apart. My head feels floaty as they push me onto my back, pushing my legs up over their shoulders and moving for ther first time to thrust themself deeper into my aching cunt. It's their turn to take what they want

Being tied down and having a vibrator held against my clit until I cry would really solve a lot of problems for me right now

forcing him to kneel on the bed with his arms and legs tied together while he’s blindfolded and gagged so he couldn’t move or complain even if he tried. a vibrator on the lowest setting pulsing against his clit as his needy cunt soaks the sheets below him. the vibrations just barely enough to keep edging him without giving him enough to cum. all the while he can hear me a few feet away moaning as i touch myself, the sounds i’m making driving him insane but he knows he can’t cum or i’ll ramp up the speed and overstimulate him for hours on end until he can’t speak anymore.

I want them to spitroast me by suction cupping a dildo to the wall and fucking me onto it by thrusting into my face. They tangle their fingers in my hair and jerk themselves off with my mouth and throat, "good boy, nice and sloppy like I like" they grunt as drool drips from my lips and dangling in long swaying tendrils. They alternate slamming me back on the thick cock and pulling me towards them in a dizzying rhythm, I feel my ass stretch around the shaft, the friction making my stomach tighten with building pleasure and my cock throb. Nothing feels as good at looking up at their face, seeing how much pleasure they get from using me like this. I'm such a lucky boy to be their toy.

You’re tied to a bench and gagged and being slowly fucked by a sex machine as several tall alien creatures surround you to watch. Then one of them turns the knob on the machine to make it go a little faster, making you moan and wiggle.

“As you can see, this particular human quite enjoys our machine. One similar to a machine on earth except I’ve brandished it with genitalia more shaped like ours. I’ve tested a few different shapes but this human seems to prefer ours.”

“You abducted it, correct?”

“Yes.”

“Have you administered the aphrodisiac? It seems… panicked?”

“I haven’t yet. I was observing its raw reactions to our particular genital shape. But we can administer some now. If you would just remove its gag.”

A large hand reached around your head and unbuckled the strap, lifting the gag from your face. You moaned and begged.

“P-please… no more… I c-can’t take anymore.” You begged as the machine continued to pump into your abused hole.

“Is it okay?” You heard one ask.

“Yes. It’s just been having orgasms for a few hours. It’s very sensitive is all. But after the aphrodisiac is administered it should calm down a bit more.“

The tall creature brought a tentacle shaped tube to your mouth and slipped it slowly down the back of your throat. You gagged a little then tasted a sugary liquid and couldn’t stop yourself from swallowing a couple mouthful, and then the tube was taken away.

“It shouldn’t take long before we see the effects. It will start to struggle a bit more but that’s just because it’s getting eager to climax.”

“It doesn’t need a break?”

“It does occasionally. But with this one I’m testing its boundaries.”

After a few more seconds you started panting and pulling at your restraints.

“It’s turning a bit red. I heard that means they’re sick.”

“That’s the aphrodisiac. It’s getting flustered. If you look at its vital signs you’ll see its heart rate is increasing and its arousal at the same rate. Here.” The creature handed another alien dildo to their friend. “Touch the tip of this to its lips.”

As the dildo reached your lips your tongue acted on its own and poked out of your mouth to lick the toy. Your mouth opened wider and you saw the one holding it look up to the experimenter for permission and they nodded. The toy was slowly pushed into your mouth and you eagerly sucked it down until you couldn’t anymore.

The experimenter turned the machine knob and watched as it fucked into you faster and your body writhed and arched and you moaned around the toy. Your moans got louder and longer and you felt another orgasm approaching. You noticed an “X-ray” cross section of your hole on a screen and saw it tightening.

“Interesting…”

“Isn’t it?”

“Is it going to climax soon? I’ve never seen a human orgasm.”

“It should in a few seconds.”

And they were right. You soon came and couldn’t help how your body jerked and twitched. The moans from your mouth were muffled by the alien toy. It was removed slowly, your saliva dripping from it.

“… m-more. Please…”

“Fascinating how easily the aphrodisiac can change its mind. Will you keep this one? It’s not as frightened or hostile as some other humans we’ve abducted.”

“I might have to. It’s a wonderful test subject.”

Part 2

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?"

I’m so hot for tying someone down, putting as many toys as will fit on them and in them, turning them all on and just listening… sitting to the side, listening as the whimpers and sighs turn to moans, then to gasps. After the first orgasm with no sign of stopping they turn to pleas and sobs, then, to screams, and that when it’s time to pull out the gag. Stuff it between their lips and turn up the vibrations. Straddle their hips and wrap a hand around their throat. Listen as their breath hitches and their body shakes as they approach yet another orgasm, and then squeeze, till their voice stops with a groan and their body tenses. Let go as they start to cum, and leave them thrashing against the bed until you decide to stop.

When you finally let the vibrations die, they sink into the bed with a shuddering sigh, little whimpers still muffled through the gag, their face covered in sweat and tears. You put each toy away, one by one, then, untie them. They fall into your arms like a rag doll, exhausted, still shivering.

I want a dom to tie me to chair and secure a magic wand against my dick. They turn it on its lowest setting, smiling as I start to moan and groan and writhe in my bounds. "slutty boy, I have neighbours," they remind me, slipping a ball gag into my gasping mouth as I cum. My chest heaves as my sensitive cock continues to be stimulated by the steady vibrations, I'm unable to get away from the bulb of the vibrator with my limited movements and I'm quickly nervous about what is to come. They turn up the intensity and I start to shake, my cock pulsing against the quick vibrations as I let out a muffled shriek, "my slutty boy is going to cum on every level of his vibrator." They crouch between my thighs filming a video of my rock hard cock and sloppy cunt throbbing on the vibrator, smelling my cum and arousal with a wicked grin.

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

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

Holding a vibe to a puppyboy’s swollen tcock while holding him to my chest in my lap by his neck, laying hickeys and bites across his shoulders while watching him squirm and cry about not being able to go any longer. Turning up the speed and forcing his cunt to prove him wrong once again when I hear him start to whimper like a bitch in heat from cumming for the umpteenth time.

“Aww, you came again darling. Such a good boy.. Why should I stop hmm? Look at how much your mind is emptying out of your pretty cunt for me. Oh? You’re gonna make a mess for me again just from a few words? Dumb mutt, you just can’t stop cumming can you?”

i love being outside with my boycunt stuffed. could be something kinda small,a vibrator, or a girthy dildo. just the idea that under my clothes and masculine exterior, i have a toy buried in my hole, keeping me wet and full. nobody would know from just looking at me. they wouldn’t even know i had such a pretty pink pussy to play with in the first place.