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“do you like it?” dale asks softly as he plays with his robe’s belt, his eyes on you as you stand in front of him observing the life-like doll of yourself on his worktable, “i thought, just maybe, it would be a final gift before you left.”

you turn and he smiles wide, giving you a nod in hopes that this would change your mind, in hopes you’d stay with him instead of leaving for good. he even thought playing mambo sun by t. rex on repeat would make you grasp the hint, the song still playing in the background.

“dale, i don’t know-“

“you don’t know? oohh, but my little angel… daley can’t lose you,” he says in a sing-song tone, “you know that. might just have to tie you up and keep you locked down here forever.”

dale lets out a nasally giggle at his own words as you continue to stare at the doll, a buzzing sound filling your ears just enough to make your head feel like it would implode.

“i don’t feel good,” you say softly as you rub your forehead, your face scrunched is discomfort as you turn to him for reassurance, “daley, i don’t feel good.”

“i know, baby, mister downstairs is making you feel funny, isn’t he?” he tilts his head as he examines the way you react, your eyes heavy and your body swaying gently, “my sleepy angel, let’s get you comfy.”

“i don’t wanna leave you,” you whine as he guides you to the bed, dale wheezing softly as he shuffles along side you, “daley…”

“i’m here, baby. my poor sleepy thing.”

he lays you down gently and you immediately knock out, your dreams infested with nothing but snakes and several versions of dale surrounding you, hands caressing your body, snake-like tongues licking all over you but in the most pleasurable way possible. you eventually wake up and feel somewhat rejuvenated, all the things you packed up now unpacked and set in their original spots. you see dale fixing your doll and you feel yourself aching and throbbing for him, dale turning his head toward you as he hears the sheets rustling, his innocent angel taking off their clothes immediately after their peaceful slumber.

“oh you dirtsy flirtsy little thing,” dale gasps playfully as he gets up and walks over to you, a groan escaping him when you’re now ass up face down, “shaking those pretty hips for me…”

you bite your lip and feel him kneel behind you, your brain spiraling as you’re still confused as to why all the sudden you’re not wanting to leave, but you knew what you wanted and you needed it now.

“dale,” you whine and press your ass against his bulge, “i need you so bad…”

“you feel that? i got something just for you, babydoll, just for you and all for you…”

he grinds against you until you’re a whimper needy mess, dale’s cock straining against his long johns and the fabric stained with precum. he leans down and laps up your pretty hole without warning, his slender hands keeping you spread open as he eats you from behind. dale groans as he swirls his tongue around you, pushing in just enough to make you gasp before french kissing that tight hole of yours. he pulls back and gives you a few spanks enjoying the way your ass jiggles under the impact.

“look at that ass,” dale’s cock springs free once he pulls his pants down, his hand reaching for the lube, “gonna make sure you’re extra slick,” he whispers softly as he squeezes a giant glob onto you, his fingers pushing against your hole teasingly, “relaxing so well, my, my…”

he keeps you spread open with one hand and uses his free hand to move his shaft, his thick tip swirling all around before pressing in little by little just to feel you clench and squirm.

“come on, stop teasing,” you groan through your teeth, both of you gasping and grunting as you press onto you him making his cock sink deeper.

“sweet angel needs a good fuck,” dale matches your movements and pounds into you, his fingers gripping your hips tightly, “come on, baby, give it daley,” he grunts loudly and his balls slap against you, your hole clenching as you already feel yourself getting ready to cum.

“dale!”

“doing so well, let me hear how good it feels…”

your moans fill the basement and you cry out once he hits your sweet spot, the mattress covered in your mess. dale spanks you and he doesn’t stop, the pleasure beginning to be too much and you start to protest.

“dale, please!”

“you can take it, don’t fucking run me,” he hiss angrily as he grips the back of your neck, his balls tightening and he cums deep inside but doesn’t stop, “one more, baby, just one fucking more!”

your eyes roll back and your face is squished against the pillow as he fucks you into the mattress, a red spots forming on your skin from him squeezing your hips, “dale!” your legs feel like jello as you struggle to take him.

“aht, aht, keep that ass up for me, you can do! that’s it, look at you taking this fat cock so well…”

“taking it so well for you!”

“yes you are,” he flips you on your back like a rag doll, your legs pressed against your chest as he grips the back of your knees and pushes on you for leverage, “listening so fucking good under daley’s spell, aren’t you? that’s my pretty fucking hole,” he grunts and leans down to bite at your ear, “think you can just leave anytime you want, hm? you belong to me, even when we’re twisting and burning…”

“dale! i’m gonna cum!”

your third orgasm was about to hit you, your overfilled hole leaking cum and dale’s sensitive tip now aching and throbbing from his previous climaxes. dale’s large hand grips your throat and he kneels back up again, his free hand keeps your leg pushed up and your other leg is hooked over the arm he’s using to keep himself stable.

“look at that pretty face, so fucking close,” he lets out a loud grunt, his balls growing heavy and his cock ready to blow, “let it out for me, baby! make a mess for me, i know there’s one more…”

a series of moans escape you when you finally cum, dale filling you full with his own load. “fuck! you fucking asshole!” you shout in annoyance, your hole sensitive and your legs shake as dale keeps pumping in and out of you.

“look at that, made that mattress messy and pretty for me…”

you’re a shaking mess, dale kissing your jawline gently while he keeps your legs hooked over his arms even when he’s pulled out. you stare up at him and he pushes a strand of his hair behind his ear, his fingers gripping your face before pressing his botched nose against yours.

“you’re not leaving, you’re staying, do you understand? sometimes i have to show naughty angels like you what can happen… daley won’t hesitate to put a shiny ball inside that pretty little head.“ you’re quiet and the feeling of your jaw clenching under his grasp tells him that you do understand, but he wants to hear it. “say ‘yes daley’,” he whispers softly, his thumb stroking your cheek lovingly.

“yes, daley,” you say softly, your crotch aching and throbbing as you get turned on yet again with his manipulative attitude as he kisses down your neck, “i’ll be good, i promise.”

“yeah? gonna be good?” he hums and nuzzles his nose against your stomach, “daley’s feeling a little… hungry after dealing with your attitude…”

you lay there and grip dale’s curls as his mouth works on your crotch, three of his slender fingers deep in your hole toying with you. he pulls away and kisses your inner thighs and pelvis, gentle kisses where you need him most just to tease, “beneath the mambo sun,” he whispers the lyrics to mambo sun softly before placing another kiss, “i got to be the one… with you…”

you breathe heavily, mambo sun looping once more and the annoyance of the situation leaves you as you start to feel nothing but admiration for dale again. you watch as he kisses all the way back up your legs and to your stomach until he finally is face to face with you again. you realize that the song on repeat, this song specifically, was the culprit for activating your doll. the shiny ball was in the doll, but it was used to control you and your love for him. you knew anytime in the future when you were a naughty angel, all he had to do was play it.

even with the help of mr downstairs.

dale groans as one of his little angels sucks on his fat cock while the other plays with his balls, two others next to him making out with him in a threeway kiss.

dale pulls away for a second and hisses between his teeth, the sweet groupies playing with his cock and balls were getting a bit antsy, “easy with the teeth, my fat cock isn’t going anywhere,” he huffs as the two angels who were kissing him now rub his chest and kiss his neck, “enough dale for everyone…”

“what about us?” a few others who are waiting patiently frown wanting to join in on the fun too, dale’s cocking jumping and leaking precum from all this smothering love.

ruth moans while eating your tight hole from behind, your moans overlapping hers as you arch your back and grip the bedsheets from the overwhelming pleasure. you loved how gentle she was with you, dale on the other hand always pounding you into the mattress and having his way with you anyway he wanted. she took her time with you, made sure you felt comfortable while pleasing you. you feel her move and you look over your shoulder as she grabs her strap-on from the cluttered corner, a few of the boxes crashing to the floor which catches dale’s attention as he walks though the front door.

he just finished his visit at the psychiatric hospital, his cocking aching as he listens to the skin on skin through ruth’s cracked door. he can see the shadows of the two of you moving and he grows envious, always so jealous of how close you and ruth were, his precious angel always seeking out ruth’s comfort and her thick, faux cock. the idea of you getting that hole stuffed and how pretty your face probably looks made him groan, his cock straining against his jeans as he steps closer to see what’s going on.

“mmfp fuck! right there!” you moan loudly as ruth grips your hips, her dingy old bed squeaking with the movements, “feels so good!”

dale palms at his cock from outside the door when he hears your tight moans, his forehead resting against the wood as he works on his belt and zipper. he’s get antsy and it’s a shock no one hears him messing with his pants aggressively, his hard cock now jumping free before stroking it. you sound like you’re taking it so well and he can’t help but peek in, and thankfully no one notices him yet, his breath hitching when he catches a glimpse of that pretty hole being stretched out. you notice him first, your face pressed against the mattress and your head tilted just enough to watch him through the cracked door. you bounce on ruth when you see the pissed off look in his eye, his soft whine finally making ruth turn to him. she doesn’t stop and only goes harder when she sees dale stroking his cock, her pace picks up and it’s almost as if she’s rubbing it in his face that you’re hers wether he wants to admit it or not.

you were always hers.

his cock twitches and he can’t take it anymore, dale walking into the room with his cock in hand as he makes his way over to you.

“i spy with my little eye a sweet angel getting railed. my god, look at you,” he grunts, his strokes growing faster, “they’re taking it good?”

“they’re taking it so well,” ruth coos as dale gives your ass a firm slap with his free hand, “you like what you see?”

“love it, look at that fucked out face,” dale groans, “always taking it so well for ruthie, making daley all jealous.”

“feels so good, dale!” you cry out and moan at him, dale hissing between his teeth as ruth’s hips slap against your ass, “i’m throbbing!”

“poor baby’s throbbing, you’re probably aching too,” dale crouches next to you and gets close to your face, precum leaking out of his tip, “tell me how good she feels, tell me all about it…”

“stretching me so far, daley,” you whine, your face squished against the mattress and ruth continues to pound into you.

dale groans and he feels his balls tighten, “better than me?”

“yes!”

“oh, did you hear that? you hit that sweet spot just right for our sweet angel,” dale praises ruth, his long legs carrying him over to a chair nearby, “gonna watch you get fucked senseless.”

your eyes are glued to dale’s as he creeps on you, a loud grunt coming from him when he releases his fat load all over his hand. he grits his teeth and bucks his hips, his body straining as he keeps stroking his thick cock.

“all for me,” ruth huffs, her old legs shaking and feeling like they’re about to give out, “they’re mine, you know it,” she hisses at dale who’s licking his lips like a serpent at the sight before him.

“show me, show me before i come over there and pound that sweet hole myself,” he grunts, his poor tip growing sore and sensitive as his second climax approaches.

ruth’s gentleness turns into something more dominant, trying to prove a point to dale that she too can be just as rough with you. you felt their tug of war and you brace yourself with each thrust ruth gives you.

“there you fucking go, you old hag, harder,” dale pleads, the sounds of you struggling and the way ruth grips your hips to keep you from moving made his cock twitch again, “gonna make me cum again just from watching…”

your body squeezes around ruth and she grips your neck forcing you to stare at the wall, “you don’t get to look at him when i’m taking you, baby, we’re gonna go nice and slow after this…”

“okay, okay!” you feel yourself ready to cum, your tight hole squeezing around ruth’s strap and you bounce against her, “i’m so close!”

“i know, baby, you can take it,” ruth coos at you, “let him see how good i make you feel…”

you cum nice and hard, your crotch throbbing and your hole fluttering around the dildo. dale isn’t too far behind and pumps out another load as he quietly watches in the corner, ruth rubbing her hand soothingly up and down your spine.

“again, fuck them again,” dale groans as he cleans his sensitive cock up and tucks himself away, making his way over and squatting in front of you, his hair dangling as he gets face to face with you, “you’re gonna moan for me while you take her.”

“i can’t,” you whine and look away, dale gripping your face as he’s now pressing his botched nose against yours.

“you’re gonna be good, and you’re gonna take it. thought you could handle another cock?”

your silence was loud which was clear you did it all just to piss him off, dale giving that beautiful ass of yours a few spanks.

“they can take it,” ruth answers for you, pushing in even further than last time making you grip dale’s arm, the two of them cooing at you.

“there you go, that’s it,” dale chuckles as he lets you cling to him, his plump lips giving your nose a soft kiss, “take every fucking inch she gives you.”

“they’re squeezing so tight, i can feel it,” ruth pounds into you relentlessly and you cry out in both pleasure and pain.