june was very busy for me, but i didnt want to leave pridemonth without any acknowledgement. happy pride to those that feel lonely and couldnt come out this year you are loved
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"look at 'er, cap'n. pretty thing, isn't she?" simon coos, amused, pressing the head of the pink vibrator against your puffy clit.
you spasm beneath his hold, head fuzzy and thrashing your legs in a desperate attempt to get away from another crashing wave of orgasm. "c-can't! no more, please! please!"
"shh, s'okay, pretty girl. doin' so good for us," johnny whispers, soothing soft circles on your ankle as he keeps you from squirming away.
"such a cute cunt.." he groans, a low sound straight from his throat before his eyes go to fixate on the kitten-themed buttplug buried inside of you.
"nearly there, puppy. gon' cum for us?" kyle peppers light kisses over your shoulders, chest pressed against your back. he tweaks a perky nipple with each hand, a soft grin overtaking his features as you try to get away from his touch.
"hafta' loosen you up a bit more and we can finally fuck you, yeah? sound good?"
you whine, a keening sound that quickly becomes a gasp when simon's leather-gloved hand slaps against your swollen pussy.
"he asked you something. better fuckin' answer it, princess."
"yes!" you cry out, "sounds so so good, kyle! w-wan' be stuffed full with your— a-ah fuck— cock! wan' to feel you in my belly!" your mindless babbles makes your boyfriend, john, curse, hands cuffed and tied to a chair.
("just a safety precaution, cap'n." soap had reassured him. "wouldn't want to be killed 'cause i was havan' mae way wit' yer girleen, eh?")
you stare at simon, teary-gazed and eyes blown wide with lust, soft hiccups leaving your lips as tear tracks run down your cheeks.
"think you can take the three of us, princess?" he turns the vibrator off, reaching to flick your clit, pinching the bud between gloved fingers. you yelp, throwing your head back to rest against kyle's shoulder.
"c-can't—"
"ya wanna be our good girl, yeah?" johnny whispers, cutting off your complaint, spreading your legs and placing them on his shoulder. "know you can do it, sweetheart."
"no, johnny, s'not gonna fit- you're too big, it's not-" he growls, a swift snap of his hips that has him burying his entire cock into your weeping cunt.
"jonhnny!" you squeal, hands slapping against his chest to try and push him away.
he doesn't let up, pressing his weight against you to pin you down. "there we go.." he groans, patting your clit. "told ya you could do it."
kyle's voice by your ear sends a shiver down your spine. "ready for one more, pup?"
".. o-okay.." you sniffle pathetically, feeling him press a kiss by the side of your neck as he whispers "thank you" against your skin.
kyle takes out the buttplug out of your stretched hole, wet with lube. when he pushes the tip of his length in, the burning stretch makes you mewl, toes curling.
your eyes flutter shut, a string of "pleasepleasepleaseplease—" when he finally sinks himself to the hilt, balls pressed snug between your ass.
"atta girl," he hums a stuttering breath. "fuck, you squeeze my cock so good, pup."
you feel a roughened palm cup your jaw. blearily, you blink back the tears and meet johnny's eyes. "still with us, pretty?"
"mhmmm—" your eyes stray for a moment, seeing a glimpse of simon grasping a tuft of john's hair to keep him from looking away.
you feel dirty for a quick second, two cocks stuffed inside of you, stretching you impossibly wide, as your boyfriend watches you get fucked by his men.
kyle follows your gaze and you're taken aback when you feel him snap his hips into you, choking on a wail.
"s-so fuckin' tight, captain," he chuckles. "trained her so, a-ah, well. fuckfuckfuck—!" his eyes roll back into his skull. "god, you feel so good, pup. sucking my cock in like a good whore. you were made for this, hm? made to be fucked by more than one cock in you."
johnny begins to move as well. thrusting inside when kyle is pulling out to make sure neither of your holes feel too lonely.
"doesn't it feel so good, baby?" he asks you between gasps, fucking his thick length into your dripping cunt. you can barely hear him with the sloppy and wet sounds your pussy is making. "you're gonna cream on my cock, yeah? be a good girl and cum for me?"
you nod, begging. "y-yes! wan' be your good girl, johnny! i'll do anything, just lemme be your good girl!" you're sobbing now, cute cries of pleasure that makes simon's dick throb in his pants.
"if you fuckin' cum in her, you're all dead, you hear me, muppets?" john growls, feeling the rope dig into his skin.
it's almost too much, being bounced on their laps and letting them have their way with you. toyed like a fleshlight, making a mess on their thighs as they chase their release, searing breaths against your skin as your walls spasm around them.
your eyes are dazed when you open them, head tilted to the side as simon's pierced dick pats your cheek. "open up, princess. make your mouth useful for me."
your lips part for him, peeking up at him from behind your fluttering lashes, and he's quick to find out how well the captain has taught you.
the grin he sports is hidden by the mask but he can't stop the flicker of amusement in his words.
"what a good slut. gonna let me cum down your throat? let captain watch gaz and soap fill you up, hm?"
your try to search for your boyfriend's eyes but simon holds a fistful of your hair and forces you to take in more of his length.
"you're doin' so well for us, pretty girl," johhny says and you try to ignore the fact that you can feel him pressed against your cervix. a little more and he'd be right in your womb. "look so pretty with our cocks in you." he grunts out.
"fuck- nearly there! shitshitshit, baby, lemme come inside you, please," kyle nearly sobs, lost in the pleasure of your tight heat, fastening his pace even as he feels you clench around him. "fuckkkk, 'm so close, so close, hunnie!"
you end up coming with him, gasping out the syllables of his name even as simon pistons his hips at a speed that has you gagging. kyle freezes, cock buried balls deep inside of you as he fills you with the hot white spurts of his cum.
johnny grunts as you clamp down on him, creaming around him, squeezing his cock so tight that he decides to just grind into you till you come down from your high.
you can't stop the way your hips try to eagerly meet every one of his thrusts when he finally starts moving again, try to take him deeper even if your womb is the only other place he can go.
when he cums, hips stuttering and pace faltering, he makes sure you cum with him. wants to feel you squeeze his release from his balls, circling the sensitive bud of your clit. your moan is muffled by simon's cock.
his cum oozes out of your spasming little cunt and he grins at the pretty sight of your used hole stuffed full of him.
simon doesn't let up, not even when you push against his thighs to make him slow down.
"too much for you, princess?" he coos, mocking. "make me feel good, yeah? be a good little girl and help me cum." and you nod and let him use your throat however he wants.
you wanna be their good girl.
wanna be their best girl.
when they're done with you, three holes leaking with their release and covered in their marks, they're surprised when you still cry out a weak, "daddy, need you..."
and oh, all the blood rushes to john's cock.
there you were, overstimulated, skin painted with squirts of cum still dribbling down your spent cunt, voice hoarse and still looking for him.
still needing daddy's cock.
couldn't be satiated without him filling you up, your stomach bulging with the outline of his length as he molded your walls back to the shape of him.
how could he keep his needy baby waiting?
the sound of rope tearing has kyle and simon's heads shoot up from where they were catching their breaths.
"oh, fuck me.." johnny whispers just as the captain goes to stand up, twisting his sore wrists, knowing that the promise earlier held some weight to it.
"oh, my poor girl.." he whispers, kissing your forehead, letting your sloppy little cunt drool over his fingers as he fucks your poor pussy even if his wrists ache.
"daddy's here, love. daddy's right here. gonna take care of you, alright? gonna fill you up nice and warm."
— and i don't really have enough motivation to finish this. so it's gonna end here.
"look at 'er, cap'n. pretty thing, isn't she?" simon coos, amused, pressing the head of the pink vibrator against your puffy clit.
you spasm beneath his hold, head fuzzy and thrashing your legs in a desperate attempt to get away from another crashing wave of orgasm. "c-can't! no more, please! please!"
"shh, s'okay, pretty girl. doin' so good for us," johnny whispers, soothing soft circles on your ankle as he keeps you from squirming away.
"such a cute cunt.." he groans, a low sound straight from his throat before his eyes go to fixate on the kitten-themed buttplug buried inside of you.
"nearly there, puppy. gon' cum for us?" kyle peppers light kisses over your shoulders, chest pressed against your back. he tweaks a perky nipple with each hand, a soft grin overtaking his features as you try to get away from his touch.
"hafta' loosen you up a bit more and we can finally fuck you, yeah? sound good?"
you whine, a keening sound that quickly becomes a gasp when simon's leather-gloved hand slaps against your swollen pussy.
"he asked you something. better fuckin' answer it, princess."
"yes!" you cry out, "sounds so so good, kyle! w-wan' be stuffed full with your— a-ah fuck— cock! wan' to feel you in my belly!" your mindless babbles makes your boyfriend, john, curse, hands cuffed and tied to a chair.
("just a safety precaution, cap'n." soap had reassured him. "wouldn't want to be killed 'cause i was havan' mae way wit' yer girleen, eh?")
you stare at simon, teary-gazed and eyes blown wide with lust, soft hiccups leaving your lips as tear tracks run down your cheeks.
"think you can take the three of us, princess?" he turns the vibrator off, reaching to flick your clit, pinching the bud between gloved fingers. you yelp, throwing your head back to rest against kyle's shoulder.
"c-can't—"
"ya wanna be our good girl, yeah?" johnny whispers, cutting off your complaint, spreading your legs and placing them on his shoulder. "know you can do it, sweetheart."
"no, johnny, s'not gonna fit- you're too big, it's not-" he growls, a swift snap of his hips that has him burying his entire cock into your weeping cunt.
"jonhnny!" you squeal, hands slapping against his chest to try and push him away.
he doesn't let up, pressing his weight against you to pin you down. "there we go.." he groans, patting your clit. "told ya you could do it."
kyle's voice by your ear sends a shiver down your spine. "ready for one more, pup?"
".. o-okay.." you sniffle pathetically, feeling him press a kiss by the side of your neck as he whispers "thank you" against your skin.
kyle takes out the buttplug out of your stretched hole, wet with lube. when he pushes the tip of his length in, the burning stretch makes you mewl, toes curling.
your eyes flutter shut, a string of "pleasepleasepleaseplease—" when he finally sinks himself to the hilt, balls pressed snug between your ass.
"atta girl," he hums a stuttering breath. "fuck, you squeeze my cock so good, pup."
you feel a roughened palm cup your jaw. blearily, you blink back the tears and meet johnny's eyes. "still with us, pretty?"
"mhmmm—" your eyes stray for a moment, seeing a glimpse of simon grasping a tuft of john's hair to keep him from looking away.
you feel dirty for a quick second, two cocks stuffed inside of you, stretching you impossibly wide, as your boyfriend watches you get fucked by his men.
kyle follows your gaze and you're taken aback when you feel him snap his hips into you, choking on a wail.
"s-so fuckin' tight, captain," he chuckles. "trained her so, a-ah, well. fuckfuckfuck—!" his eyes roll back into his skull. "god, you feel so good, pup. sucking my cock in like a good whore. you were made for this, hm? made to be fucked by more than one cock in you."
johnny begins to move as well. thrusting inside when kyle is pulling out to make sure neither of your holes feel too lonely.
"doesn't it feel so good, baby?" he asks you between gasps, fucking his thick length into your dripping cunt. you can barely hear him with the sloppy and wet sounds your pussy is making. "you're gonna cream on my cock, yeah? be a good girl and cum for me?"
you nod, begging. "y-yes! wan' be your good girl, johnny! i'll do anything, just lemme be your good girl!" you're sobbing now, cute cries of pleasure that makes simon's dick throb in his pants.
"if you fuckin' cum in her, you're all dead, you hear me, muppets?" john growls, feeling the rope dig into his skin.
it's almost too much, being bounced on their laps and letting them have their way with you. toyed like a fleshlight, making a mess on their thighs as they chase their release, searing breaths against your skin as your walls spasm around them.
your eyes are dazed when you open them, head tilted to the side as simon's pierced dick pats your cheek. "open up, princess. make your mouth useful for me."
your lips part for him, peeking up at him from behind your fluttering lashes, and he's quick to find out how well the captain has taught you.
the grin he sports is hidden by the mask but he can't stop the flicker of amusement in his words.
"what a good slut. gonna let me cum down your throat? let captain watch gaz and soap fill you up, hm?"
your try to search for your boyfriend's eyes but simon holds a fistful of your hair and forces you to take in more of his length.
"you're doin' so well for us, pretty girl," johhny says and you try to ignore the fact that you can feel him pressed against your cervix. a little more and he'd be right in your womb. "look so pretty with our cocks in you." he grunts out.
"fuck- nearly there! shitshitshit, baby, lemme come inside you, please," kyle nearly sobs, lost in the pleasure of your tight heat, fastening his pace even as he feels you clench around him. "fuckkkk, 'm so close, so close, hunnie!"
you end up coming with him, gasping out the syllables of his name even as simon pistons his hips at a speed that has you gagging. kyle freezes, cock buried balls deep inside of you as he fills you with the hot white spurts of his cum.
johnny grunts as you clamp down on him, creaming around him, squeezing his cock so tight that he decides to just grind into you till you come down from your high.
you can't stop the way your hips try to eagerly meet every one of his thrusts when he finally starts moving again, try to take him deeper even if your womb is the only other place he can go.
when he cums, hips stuttering and pace faltering, he makes sure you cum with him. wants to feel you squeeze his release from his balls, circling the sensitive bud of your clit. your moan is muffled by simon's cock.
his cum oozes out of your spasming little cunt and he grins at the pretty sight of your used hole stuffed full of him.
simon doesn't let up, not even when you push against his thighs to make him slow down.
"too much for you, princess?" he coos, mocking. "make me feel good, yeah? be a good little girl and help me cum." and you nod and let him use your throat however he wants.
you wanna be their good girl.
wanna be their best girl.
when they're done with you, three holes leaking with their release and covered in their marks, they're surprised when you still cry out a weak, "daddy, need you..."
and oh, all the blood rushes to john's cock.
there you were, overstimulated, skin painted with squirts of cum still dribbling down your spent cunt, voice hoarse and still looking for him.
still needing daddy's cock.
couldn't be satiated without him filling you up, your stomach bulging with the outline of his length as he molded your walls back to the shape of him.
how could he keep his needy baby waiting?
the sound of rope tearing has kyle and simon's heads shoot up from where they were catching their breaths.
"oh, fuck me.." johnny whispers just as the captain goes to stand up, twisting his sore wrists, knowing that the promise earlier held some weight to it.
"oh, my poor girl.." he whispers, kissing your forehead, letting your sloppy little cunt drool over his fingers as he fucks your poor pussy even if his wrists ache.
"daddy's here, love. daddy's right here. gonna take care of you, alright? gonna fill you up nice and warm."
— and i don't really have enough motivation to finish this. so it's gonna end here.
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