Gothic Wench

making sure every moment is drenched in lube, teasing and circling their opening until they’re all but begging for you to do something, anything.

gently slipping in the first finger, tight heat gripping you as you push in farther and farther. watching your finger disappear all the way to the knuckle, coaxing them open so sweetly. the pathetic noises they make as you force them to be patient and take what you give them.

finally pulling out to a whine, slapping their thigh in warning before lubing up again and pressing in with two fingers. finding that textured spot that makes their breathing hitch and focusing there, until their moans become incoherent.

a third finger finally makes them tense around you slightly, the stretch a bit more this time. taking the time to properly fuck them open, listening to the way the lube makes those slick, wet noises as you rock your hand into them.

your pinky doesn’t take much to add, and the way they respond sounds like music to your ears. every panted breath, every “oh, fuck”, how they clench around you with every press inward.

when your thumb begins to trace their hole gently, their entire body tenses in expectation. instead, you keep twisting, stroking the opening again and again, feeling the muscles give beneath you. the widest part of your hand starts to slip in all on its own, the wetness of the lube helping ease the way until finally - your entire hand is inside of them.

the deep, animalistic groan they give, the way they flutter around your hand, the obscene noise as your slick hand moves inside of them, the visual of it all? you can’t help but speed up the pace, relishing in the way they strangle your hand inside of them.

“that’s it, sweetheart. lean up on your hands for me, i want you to see how well you’re taking me.”

when they peer between their legs at you, at the way your hand moves inside, at the feral grin that tips your mouth, at the way they’ve enveloped you up to your wrist - the “oooohhhhhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuuuck” that leaves their mouth is nothing short of a revelation.

And it's definitely more than you've been able to take before!

You try and beg them to take it slow, say how much it is, your pussy isn't used to anything that big! And your clit is hammering in time with your heartbeat and you're shaking when they start rubbing it super fast while they keep fucking you...

Then, before you've even gotten used to the current size, they squeeze the pump again and you whine, oh fuckkkk that's WAY too much! You're starting to sob, overstimulated from the stretch and the attention on your clit, and your partner shushes you, tells you it's okay! And then they take the hand on your clit and use it to push your own teat into your mouth, holding it there so your're forced to suck on it.

All the while, they're still fucking you, and you can't do anything about it, and your brain finally starts to shut off when the pump squeaks again, and all you can do is take it...

Hours later, your partner undoes the release on the strap and steps back, leaving the toy still lodged in you, and then you're dazzled, blinking in even the dim bedroom light. Your partner is behind you, one hand on your tit, groping, and the other circling around the end of the toy inside you. You're held up by their shoulder and your wrists and ankles are still bound, so you're forced to watch in the mirror beyond the foot of the bed as the toy is finally pulled out of you... You cum hard, and the evidence of all the other orgasms forced upon you joins it, flooding the bed further as your hole flutters vainly, the muscles exhausted and stuck where they've been forced for the past few hours.

You're so open, and you finally look properly at the toy, still inflated at the size it was removed from you...

How THAT managed to fit inside you, you have no idea. It makes you feel light-headed just looking at it.

maybe the others don't notice what's going on at first, but after one too many stifled moans from me they catch on, ignoring my protests as they start sticking their fingers under my soaked panties to feel how stretched out i am around the base of the dildo.

eventually we have to pull over for a 'bathroom break' and they force me to bend over the back seats for any passing car to see, tying my hands behind me with a belt, stuffing my panties into my mouth to keep me quiet, and pulling the dildo from my now gaping hole, before fucking me one by one, dumping their loads deep inside my cunt.

i'm too weak to protest when one of them decides to take advantage of the ruined hole before him, and i feel something hot flooding into my already overfull cunt. i let out a muffled plea, but he just slides the dildo back inside so nothing drips out, and rezips his trousers, patting my bulged stomach as he helps load me back into the back of the car.

Im chained to the bed so I don't accidentally roll away if I start getting overstimulated, but every once in a while my partner has the machine pull out for a moment, I think to give me a break or switch the toy they're using, and we go like this for hours. I'm lost in the haze of spirals and hypnosis files, so deep in trance that I barely notice when the headset dies and my partner goes to switch it out. They take the headset off to exchange it, and through my hazy fog I have just enough time to register that the fucking machine is gone, and instead is a line of strangers I've never seen before, one of them buried balls deep in my pussy and hammering away, taking a video on his phone as he cums inside and lets it drip out. The next person in line is taking his place when the new headset is replaced.

I don't struggle though. I'm still so hazy that I know I'm built to be nothing but a good breeding toy, a womb for my partner to get filled at their leisure. Eventually the spirals start getting overlaid over porn, and it takes a little bit for me to register that the cunt being fucked in every clip is me. But I know I'm a good porn doll at this point, and just keep taking more and more cum until everyone's had their fill.

just... wanna find myself lying on a surgical table. naked, cold, uncomfortable, nervous. surrounded by a team of masked, scrubbed, gloved doctors

want to feel all their hands on me at once as they grope me, stroke me, tease me. their gloves feel so strange against my bare skin and my brain gets confused by the pleasure they're bringing me because it just doesn't feel quite right with that nitrile barrier between us

want them to get me all worked up, bringing me right to the edge, but never letting me slip over into bliss. want their hands to slowly settle down until my shoulders are pinned and my hips are stilled and gently, carefully, my legs are pulled apart and secured into cold, uncomfortable stirrups

and one of them takes a seat between my legs, eyes boring into my aching cunt, on full display. want to whimper and squirm as they prod at my pussy, completely unfeeling, completely clinical, despite the moans they pull out of me stroking my clit and dipping their gloved fingers into my sopping wet hole

and when they take up a syringe, i start to panic, sobbing as it disappears between my legs. struggling against the hands still holding me down, i cry out when i feel the sharp sting of an injection, whining and whimpering as my pussy starts to go numb

and when the doctor between my legs stands up again and takes out their cock, i can't help but cry. i can't feel it when they sink into me but they pull an orgasm out of me all the same, my body going through the motions of it without giving me any of the pleasure. just a swooping sensation in my stomach and a brief fading of my vision before the next doctor lines themselves up

they each fuck me, use me, make me cum without letting me really feel it, while the others hold me down, keep me still, ignoring my whines and sobs as they watch their colleagues each take a turn with me

and when they're done, when the feeling starts to come back to my pussy, i ache. i sob as my cunt throbs, as my clit twitches, swollen and oversensitive. i wait for the hands holding me down to pull away, to let it be over, but then the first doctor reappears between my legs, cock out again, stroking it as they peer down at me

"One more round should fix it," they say, plunging into me again, as the hands on me go back to groping, eager to overwhelm me as they wait for their turn...

I'm in a public bar or a club and I've led someone on long enough. They feel me up and I'm practically panting for it. They take me to the bathroom to fuck me. You might think that they'd pull me into a stall for a little bit of privacy--everyone in the bathroom would know what we were doing and people do it here all the time so whatever. But instead they push me down across the sink counter with one hand between my shoulderblades and shove down my pants and push aside my underwear and give me the raw breeding I deserve right there in the open.

And it's a busy place on a weekend so people are coming in and out and looking at me as they pass by and using the sinks on either side of me to wash their hands. Some people are embarrassed and they just ignore me. Some people don't give me a second look--just another slut getting fucked hard by a stranger in public on a weekend. But some people come up and ask them what my hole is like. If it's good. If I'm taking it well. If they can have sloppy seconds. It's difficult to tell how serious they are because it's all in the casual small talk tone of when you meet someone in a bar and I can't see their faces.

And maybe other people take a liking to that idea and they bring their own fucktoys into the bathroom and fuck them over the sink too--after all it's way more comfortable for them than cramming into a tiny stall! So I have to listen to someone else getting railed four feet from me, and all of the comments, and the people ignoring me to just go to the bathroom and wash their hands, and the grunting of the person who's fucking my hole, and feel the way they're pinning me down and holding my hands to the small of my back so that I can't get away, only squirm at the most...

And when they finally grind as deep as they can go and come inside me and release me from the pose they're bending me into, I'll be so fucked out that I'll just have to collapse forward a little, cum dripping down my thighs, whimpering a little