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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
imagine:
having every hole stuffed with toys and then tied up with rope so none of the toys come out and movement isnt possible. then get put into a closet where its dark and quiet. get headphones or earbuds put on you and forced to sit and watch porn while unable to move. even better, a vr headset and headphones are put on so you really cant look away. after being left there for a couple hours, your dom comes back to you being just a desperate, wet, subby mess.
AI-less Whumptober Day 3: Sensory Deprivation/Isolation
Fandom: The Dragon Prince
Summary: What if Viren hadn't told anyone where Gren was? What if he had just been left to die? (Fun fact at the end)
Warning: Broken bones and self injuries
Gren hated the dungeon. His arms were tired of being upright and he could swear his hands were ice cold. He began to hate the taste of bread, even though he had liked it a lot before, as it was all he was ever given. Water had never been something he was so relieved to have.
It was lonely. Very lonely. Gren tried to talk to the Moonshadow elf that had been placed in the dungeon. Even though he only answered once, the commander called it a win.
Every time Viren came down the stairwell Gren wondered if he would be released. He knew that there was nothing he had done to be placed in the dungeon. His treatment has been unjust and when he was free he would make sure that the dark mage didn't go unpunished for his actions.
The worst part was the silence. The Moonshadow elf wasn't good company. He never spoke. Viren was the one who locked him down there. He hardly spoke to him as well.
Gren heard nothing from the room further in the dungeon. With all the screaming from before the commander assumed that the mage had killed him.
Now he was alone. It had been a while since Viren had come down the stairs. Gren didn't know if it had been days or just a few hours.
Eventually he started to talk to himself to fill the void. He had been isolated from everything with no way to escape.
After a while Gren's optimism couldn't help him. He was hungry and tired and scared; scared of dying alone. He missed the touch of another human being.
His skin crawled because he hadn't been touched in what felt like an eternity. Gren craved a hug from Amaya or Corvus. It almost physically hurt how much he missed people. He was social and extroverted.
People were his thing. The commander loved the presence of others. He loved talking to them and loved listening more. Now all he could do was talk and listen to himself.
The conversations started silly and short. Then they stopped being silly. They turned into talks about life and death. It turned into him finally saying the things he was too scared to say out loud.
Time was his enemy. Time ticked on as Gren wasted away, praying someone would find him and save him.
Eventually he came to the conclusion no one was coming. There was nothing he could do to help them find him and no way he could escape. He gave up standing and collapsed to the ground, his arms jerking up. He yelled as pain shot though his wrist and arms from the quick movement.
Gren began to breathe quickly. His chest quickly rose and fell as he heaved. He tried to pull his arms to his chest but was stopped by the chains. He screamed in frustration and slammed his fist into the wall behind him.
Then one of his hands slipped out of the cuff. Still panicking he kept pulling in the other one. He looked down to see why his other hand had slipped out.
Gren had already tried to break them back when he was first wrongfully chained up. But it wasn't the metal that had broken. His hand had.
The commander's right hand had been broken when he struck the wall. He looked at his other hand and decided he had to break that on two.
Blood dripped onto the ground from where his hands had cut open. Gren slammed the side of his hand into the wall over and over until he felt his thumb break. He slipped it out and tried to stand.
It took a minute but Gren made it to the stairs. Then he forced his body to stay upright long enough to get get to the door. His legs gave and he fell onto the top step. He leaned against the door and waited for a moment before starting to yell and hit the door.
"Help!" He screamed. No awesome. "Please" he whimpered.
"Is someone there?"
A voice. "yes! Please help!"
"I'll be right back! Just hold on!"
Gren smiled for the first time in a while. He was safe. When the door was opened Gren saw his saviors. A woman he didn't recognize stood before him. Behind her was the familiar face of Corvus. Near the door the interpreter could see Ezren. He sighed knowing he was safe.
Corvus moved to help Gren up. As soon as it was possible Gren grabbed the other and pulled him into a hug. It had been too long. He held him and cried. He didn't care about his hands all he wanted was to be around people. It was nice being warm again.
"Are you okay?" Ezren said as he walked over to him.
"I am now."
Note: Did you know that it actually is possible to dislocate your thumb in a way that can get you out of handcuffs/chains? The lower joint in your thumb is what needs to be dislocated. It's kinda neat.
Tied up his hands behind his back and started working on his nips. He’s totally under my control and he can’t do anything about it.
#muscledslave #nipplay #training
been thinking about blindfolds a lot lately. typing up his hands and covering his eyes so he can’t touch me and doesn’t know what’s going to happen next, i know my little slut would start dripping in anticipation
FEEL HIM
Pairing: Bang Chan (dom) x reader (sub)
WC: 1276
Warnings: Language, smut, use of toys, sensory deprivation (blindfold, ear plugs etc) not a whole lot of talking but when there is it's hella praise, safeword mentions and lots of check ins, aftercare
Apart of @wooyoungmybelovedhusband wonderful August event, please check out her page to see other fics apart of this event!!!
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"Hows that sweetheart?" Chan checked, looking at your face for any signs of discomfort.
"I'm ok Channie, not too tight" You responded, smiling at him with doe eyes.
Chan sighed at that, feeling relieved. Ever since you asked Chan to be more experimental in bed because you wanted to try out some things he had suggested maybe wearing a blindfold?
To say his eyes bulged out of his head when you responded with what about a blindfold plus ear plugs and maybe also being tied up? because you wanted to be able to do nothing except feel him. You had thought about wearing a gag too; to get the full experience but then you wondered that if you were tied up and also couldn't speak, how would you safe word if you needed too.
This was how you ended up laying on your back with your arms tied to the bed and your ankles also tied to the bed. Excitement buzzed through you!
You met Chan around 6 months ago at a party that your friend dragged you too. Claiming that you couldn't be depressed in your room forever.
You whined and tried to tell her that it wouldn't be forever but she wasn't having it and said that you needed to get out of that room now and so she dragged you to the party where you met Chan.
Your last boyfriend just dropped you with no explanation except that he "feel out of love" but less than 2 weeks later he had a new girlfriend which sent you spiralling for a while. It left you with so many questions like was he cheating or maybe wanting to end things so he could be with his new girl.
Chan saw you sitting alone on an arm chair sipping on a pink gin and just thought that you were the prettiest girl to ever be seen. He had to talk to you.
After another few pink gins and lots of laughs you found yourself feeling a way that you hadn't felt in a long time. Happy.
Chan made you feel so many things in one night that your ex failed to do in the whole 2 years that you dated, it was a no brainer that you wanted to se him again.
6 months later and the two of you were stronger than ever, and feeling hotter than ever.
The two of you couldn't keep your hands to yourself most days you even once canceled plans because the two of you were so horny.
The only problem and you wouldn't even really call it a problem because Chan was the best guy a girl could ask for, was that you just wished it could be a little more exciting in bed. That's why you asked to try some new things, because while vanilla was great it was also getting a little boring.
"Alright I'm going to put the blindfold on now" Chan had some experience in domming as his last girlfriend was quite the sub. He just wasn't expecting you to be a sub as well. Chan mostly dabbled in soft domming because a lot of the harder kinks like e-stim, breath play and things like just didn't turn him on in-fact they turned him away.
His ex loved to be choked but Chan just couldn't do it and ended up crying because he felt like a failure to his sub but she reminded him that not everyone shares the same kinks and it's ok to have limits.
Once the blindfold was on there was only one more thing to do before the fun started, add on the noise canceling headphones.
"Ok now for the headphones, you remember the safe word?" Chan wanted to ask just one more time because you had never done something like this before.
"Always Channie, Yellow for slow down, Red for stop or snap my fingers if I can't talk" You took a deep breath, ready for your last sense to be taken away, well 4th sense because it was pretty hard to take taste away.
As the headphones were placed on your ears, it made you very aware of the senses you had lost. You wouldn't know if Chan was speaking to you, speaking at all because you couldn't hear it. You didn't know what Chan was planning to do to you, because you couldn't see him.
Chan had a few things in mind that he wanted to do, but ultimately kept it light because this was your first time. All he wanted to do was make you cum with a vibrator then have a chat about your feelings.
"Look at my gorgeous girl, so pretty with nowhere to go" and thats when you felt the first sensation, a low hum on your inner thigh.
Chan smiled when he saw your reaction, a blush set on your cheeks as you tried to move. Chan knew you couldn't move and the thought settled in more and more as you tried to move but found that you couldn't and Chan smirked.
Why hadn't he tried this sooner?
You continued to whine as Chan moved the vibrator around your thighs, but still not placing it where you really needed it.
"Hmm, I know where you want this, but not yet angel I wanna see how wet I can get you" Chan found himself speaking, even though he knew you couldn't hear him. It was out of habit Chan was very verbal in bed.
He remembered that he should check in from time to time, so he squeezed your hand twice, you couldn't hear him but he could hear you so you softly replied with "feels so good, green baby"
You were so wet, wetter than you ever thought you could be, thats when Chan finally had some mercy and placed that wand on your favourite bundle of nerves, a loud moan ripped through you from the sudden pleasure.
It was all too consuming, just feeling. feeling him with one hand controlling the wand and with the other pinching at your nipples.
You couldn't think about anything else, you couldn't even think about the senses you didn't have all you could do was think about the feeling and feel the feeling.
No sight, pitch black. No sound, silence.
Chan squeezed your hand again, mostly to let you know that he was right here, but you replied with green anyway.
Getting closer and closer, Chan knew this so he upped the intensity. You were completely shaking, gasping from such intense pleasure that wanted nothing more than to burst free.
"That's it angel, so good for me, cumming so hard" Chan praised you, and lovingly placed a hand on your cheek, you leaned into it whimpering.
Chan kept it there even through the aftershocks, wanting to see if you could last and he smiled when you made no effort to stop him. He stopped once tears brimmed your eyes, clearly a little overwhelmed.
Very slowly as so to not startle you, he moved the hand on your cheek to your ear, pulling off the headphones. "Can you hear me sweetie?" he softly asked.
"Yeah..." your voice was hoarse, from all the moaning.
"I'm going to take the blindfold off now and then untie you ok? does anything hurt?"
"My lower back does a little, but I think it was because I kept trying to move when I couldn't" You laughed a little but it sounded more teary than expected.
"Aw angel it's ok" Chan took the blindfold off then kissed you, "lets get you untied then I can give you a little massage hm?"
Short #1
Inspired by: Montammil prompts
Prompt 1: “N-no, no, no! Please! Anything… but that!”
Contents: Fear, Begging, Kidnapped, Blind/ Disability, Sensory Deprivation, Implied Past Torture, Creepy Whumper, Bound/ Tied Up.
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The familiar sound of the metal door scratching the floor raises the hairs on Jaydens neck. His body naturally tensing up, unable to move due to the thick ropes strapping him down to a chair.
“Morning Jayden, how are you feeling today?” His captor asked.
Jaydens voice got caught in his throat from fear and the lack of moisture in his mouth. Deprived of water and food for the past couple of days.
“It’s rude to ignore a question Jayden. I thought I taught you better than that.”
Jayden’s ears perked up as his captor walked with heavy foot steps towards him. His fists gripped the arms of the chair in anticipation. His heart beat increasing with every step. His captor stops just before the tips of their toes meet. He leans forward, unbeknownst to Jayden.
“It’s too bad you’re blind… your eyes look like emerald jewels."
Jaydens heard that statement more times than he can count. He used to love hearing people compliment his eyes, but now all he wants to do is keep them closed so that he can't see them.
Jayden let out a quiet gasp when he felt a hand lay on his head. His captor started to ruffle his hair. Jayden stayed still, confused as to why there hasn't been any pain yet.
"Well, I don't feel like hurting you today, not physically anyway. No, today's going to be a little nostalgic."
Nostalgic, what does that mean? His captors hand lifted off his head and he could hear his heavy footsteps moving farther away.
"You wouldn't have to go through this again if you had just cooperated. I know how much you hate the headphones."
Jayden's heart skipped, his muscles tensing, his hairs standing on end. He couldn't stand not being able to hear, it was the one sense he had honed perfectly. When he couldn't hear, it felt as though he didn't exist, all he had were the voices in his head. He didn't want to go through that again.
"N-no, no, no! Please! Anything… but that!"
His raspy voice found a way to break free from the dryness of his throat. He was even surprised that he could form a sentence.
His captors footsteps echoed throughout the room. Jayden pulled on his restraints hopelessly. A low chuckle followed the footsteps as they came to a stop.
"You had your chance Jayden. How else are you supposed to learn if you aren't taught a lesson?"
Jayden coughed to try and clear his throat. "I-I'm sorry, please don't put those on me. I understand what I did wrong, I-I'll answer you from now on... just please." Jayden felt his eyes being glossed over with tears.
"Oh Jayden, as much as I would love to believe that. I need to guarantee that you'll behave, this is the only way. Besides, this time you'll have some noise in your headphones, it won't just be static."
Jayden couldn't control his breathing, his hands were shaking. He tried to sink further into the chair to see if it would make him smaller. He whined as the headphones clamped onto his ears. His tears finally started to fall. He could hear a muffled voice say, "beautiful."
There wasn't any sound like his captor said there would be. Why would he lie to me about that? Jaydens heart practically jumps through his chest as intense screaming threatens to burst his ear drums. They were his screams... his own crying, screaming, begging was being played back to him at a volume where he couldn't even hear himself talk.
"NO NO NO, I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN, PLEASE TURN IT OFF! I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY. TAKE THEM OFF!"
Jayden could feel his throat strip from yelling, but he couldn't hear himself. The screaming was unrelenting and it felt as though his ears were going to start bleeding. He shook his head around hoping the headphones would fall off, he pulled at the restraints to free his hands, nothing was working. There was no mercy for Jayden, all he could do was listen and pray that he didn't lose his hearing.
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Date: Feb 17, 2023
PLEASE ARREST ME AND PUNISH ME THAT WAY!
2023 #97C: A tour of the bondage chair with seriouslybound seriously secured.
