Lady Raye and Master Jay

Tifa (Final Fantasy 7)

STOP

In the morning, Breanne lapped at her boyfriend’s balls while he face-fucked her roommate. She knew her roommate was hotter and better at sucking dick, so it only made sense. She was just happy her boyfriend let her be a part of his morning routine.

If he felt like she did a good job worshipping his balls, he’d reward her with a rough pounding in the ass before he left for work. The extra attention she got, face down while he ravaged her ass, let her know that he really cared.

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No way was I going to-

“Turn ‘em on, Amy.”

There was a click, and inside my pussy and ass, the not-so-little bullet dildoes they’d forced into me shuddered to life. They weren’t just inert toys, they were vibrators, held fast inside me by the ropes that held me in this awful, lewd position.

I shuddered, but swore to give them nothing.

“She felt that, for sure,” said one of them. 

“She’ll feel this more,” said another voice, presumably Amy’s.

Another click and the vibrations doubled in intensity. I gritted my teeth and snarled into my gag. It didn’t feel good. It didn’t feel good, I told myself. 

“Did you see her squirm?”

“No… yes. She’s trying to keep it together. Maybe even succeeding.”

“Come on, Cassi, one little cum for us. Is that too much to ask?”

I didn’t even shake my head no. Concentrated on breathing and ignoring the shivering between my legs and in my ass.

“Dial it up one more, Ame.”

The vibrations doubled again and I jerked, straining as if I could raise myself away from the things pressed into me. The vibrations were turning my insides to butter. They were out of sync, too, cycling almost canceling each other out, to buzzing my pussy and ass equally, to amplifying each other until I thought my whole lower body was a vibrator. I told myself I could keep it together, ignore the stimulation, I believed I could. 

“Wow, this one’s taking a lot longer than usual.”

“The hard ones are the most fun, Di.”

“Cream her ass, Ame.”

I wasn’t sure I’d heard that right, until the bullet in my ass twitched in a new way and a strange squirting sensation pumped into my rear. 

“That’s 100% grade a frat-boy spunk pumping into your ass right now Cassi, from a not-so-little reservoir in the toy.”

The vibrations in my ass increased again. I whimpered into my gag.

“The one in your pussy’s got a load too. If you don’t give us your cum, we’ll give you some ourselves.”

The vibrations in my pussy increased once more to match and I tried to scream past the gag. I didn’t want to cum, but I couldn’t let that thing inside my pussy cum. I had to take the smaller loss to avoid the greater risk. I was resigned. I stopped fighting it, and gave in to the sensations. 

“I think you got her, Jo. Look at her hips. She’s trying to fuck ‘em now. Little slut.”

“Yeah, we knew it, didn’t we.”

I tried to ignore them. Concentrate on the pleasure, get off fast now and get out. Their words meant nothing. They were forcing me. Forcing my body. And I was going to c-

Someone grabbed my hair and raised my head. My eyes met those of a girl I’d seen on campus but never knew. They were deep blue, hot and cruel.

“Oh, hell, she’s almost there. But I think she’s taking too long. Ame, give her what she deserves. knock the little bitch up.”

My eyes widened and I screamed into the gag as I heard the clicks and the two vibrators went wild inside me.  Even as the hellish vibrations forced me into orgasm, through the buzzing crash I could also feel the twitch and spurt of the bullet buried in my pussy. Tears dripped down my cheeks as the only response to my struggles and screams were cheers and claps from those around me. 

The buzzing didn’t stop, and neither did my orgasm, even after the lat drop of its payload had been pumped into me and the mechanism in the bullet just clicked inside me, adding its own extra knock to the overwhelming shake that turned me into jelly. 

At some point, it was all too much, and I just collapsed, still cumming, jerking weakly in my bonds. That’s when it finally stopped. I was in such a daze, I barely felt them roll me, untie me, and pull the spent vibrators from me. 

As I lay curled into a tight ball, they draped a blanket over me. Someone raised my chin and I found myself staring into those blue eyes again. 

“You didn’t see us, Cassi. You encounter any of us anywhere, you don’t know us. Not unless you want to give us another orgasm. Got it?”

All I could do was nod. 

“Good. See you ‘round campus.”

What about a free use celebration Party? Like there is a official holiday for something and there are festivities in the streets .. (like a continuation of the free use app).

Or like a demon summon gone different than intended to..

I am bad as requesting stuff.. but I am sure whatever you will end up writing, it will be hot and awesome

Fee Use Fuck Fest

I sigh when I look at my phone. I've been chosen to participate as a fucktoy at the Free Use Fuck Fest™.

It is an honor to participate, but I will miss at least two days at work, even if the extra pay from the Fuck Fest™ will be nice.

The Free Use App chimes again, informing me that a car will come around to my location and take me to the Fuck Fest™ arena.

I know I will not have to wait long, the App will give out my location to them, so I just stop right where I am on the sidewalk. I can see that some men look at me, but I know they won't touch me. The App tells them that I am unavailable at them moment. I guess some of the men are really disappointed, because my rating is one of the highest. No wonder they chose me for the Fuck Fest™.

Still, taking three or more cocks a day is exhausting and I've already sat on my bosses dick while he presented our newest project to his superiors. After that, they jerked off to me getting fucked in the ass by my bosses boss. I had to plug up my asshole because he released so much seed into me that I started dripping it all over the floor.

There's cum running down the inside of my leg as well, but that can't be helped right now. I wonder where they are. I send out a quick text to my friends, telling them that I won't make it to the bar tonight. I know they will watch the Free Use Fuck Fest™ on tv together now that they know that I will be participating.

A car with tinted windows nears me and I know that this will be my ride. They stop beside me and a gentleman in a suit opens the door for me. I climb in. There's one car seat with a medium sized dildo sprouting from it. "Please, take a seat", the man says and gestures to the dildo. I wriggle out of my pants and panties, giving him a good look at my plugged ass before I ease down onto the toy. He smiles at me while I buckle up. The toy in my pussy isn't very big, even with the plug in my ass. I know why they have me sitting on it, though. Participants are all treated the same way for the Fuck Fest™ so I know that the others will be sitting on a dildo like this as well as they're bought to the destination.

"We'll drive for an hour. There are no orgasms allowed in this car. Please take off your remaining clothes", says the man. He is very polite. I pull off my shirt and open my bra. My nipples are already erect in the cool air of the car. The toy inside my pussy doesn't bother me, except for when we hit a pothole on the street.

The man leans forward and pinches my nipples before rubbing at my clit. I mewl a little bit, but he doesn't tease me, he just tests how wet I am. "Good girl", he mumbles as he jots something down onto a form. "You'll be given a starting number when we reach the arena. Your plug will be cleaned and delivered to your home address, no personal items are allowed in the arena. You will be brought to a spa after the Fest is completed so you can relax. Your employer will be notified of your absence."

I nod at this. Every user of the Free Use App is given the information sheet on the Free Use Fuck Fest™.

I can't doze off with my holes stuffed like this, but the car drive is still relaxing. The man keeps pinching my nipples occasionally, but it is not unpleasant. He knows what he's doing.

Once we reach the arena, he shows me to a room. It looks just like a hotel suite with a big bathroom and a soft bed.

"You have about two hours to clean yourself and freshen up. No orgasms. I will collect you when the Free Use Fuck Fest™ begins."

He leaves me alone after that and I go straight to the bathroom to fill up the tub. I ease the plug out of my ass and jump under the shower to clean the day off before I take a glass of champagne and a plate full of fruit room service bought me. If I am to be fucked for the rest of the evening, I can at least treat myself to some relaxation first, right?

The man comes to collect me as promised two hours later. He fastens a collar around my neck. The dog tag that's attached to it says #6. I know that the starting number doesn't represent the actual rank I have on the app, but now I am curious what rank I actually have. He also attaches a leash to the collar and gives my nipples a squeeze so they're hard before attaching nipple clamps to them.

He leads me into the arena. The flashing of cameras greet me as he leads me on my leash.

There will be a live feed on tv as well, so the area is swarmed by cameramen. They really do want the best possible experience for the viewers. I walk proudly as he leads me to a wall. There are three holes in it, one for my head and two for my wrists so that my lower half is accessible for fucking. These are exhausting, but a lot of fun as well. "Stay here until all of you were presented. I will bringt you in position afterwards", says the man.

I look around me. There's a lot of possible positions to be in, and every women I can see get's to have one space of her own. A moderator is presenting the first one just now, revealing her App Code so she can be found afterwards, listing everything she added to her Free Use Account and praising her ability to deepthroat. That seems to be the category she get's the best ranking in. I watch as they put her in a pretty basic position: spreading her legs with a spreader bar and binding her arms to the headboard of a bed. She's gagged though, so she won't deepthroat anyone today. It is strictly forbidden for the male participants to alter the game structure and that includes the setup of the female participants.

They continue to put the women into position one by one, praising their abilities to take it up the ass, deeprthoat, stamina etc. until they reach me.

"A five star rank!", says the moderator. He palms my breasts and tugs at my clamped nipples. "She's popular, having an All You Can Fuck day once a week. Clean shaven. She takes cock like a pro and I am sure she will do brilliantly today!" and with that, the man in the suit positions me on the wall. He takes the top part off so that I can stick my head and wrists through before loweing it agian. A padlock on each side will make sure that I can't get out. He shows the keys to me and stuffs them into his pocked before slapping my ass. He'll be the first to fuck me, I'm sure.

Once all women are in position, the lights change, highlighting our pussies, tits and bums.

"Well then", says the moderator. "Let the Free Use Fuck Fest™ begin!"

Cheers erupt from the crowd. I can't see him, but I am very sure it is the man in the suit that comes up behind me. He's feeling me up, rubbing my clit and sliding his fingers through my slit. I am wet already. I've been naked for a while now with thousands of people watching me. Live streams of every single woman can be clicked right now, I'm sure my friends have found me. He slaps my ass again and then I can feel his dick at my entrance. He doesn't push it in though, he just teases me with it. I squirm, but can't move. One of his hands grip my hip and I feel the head of his dick popping into my cunt. He slaps my ass and pushes it in deeper and deeper. Slowly easing his whole length into me until I'm stuffed, empaled on his dick. His movements are slow as he pulls his dick out agian. Wetness is already dripping out of me and I try to push back onto his member, but he just grips my hips and holds me still.

It is torture. Normally, the men stuff their dicks into me and fuck me like there's no tomorrow, but not him. He's taking his time. He starts fucking me slowly, drawing out his pleasure, stuffing my hole over and over again until I think I can't take it anymore. Somewhere in the back of my mind I wonder if this will increase the number of people fucking me slowly. Oh God I think, more of this? On the streets when I'm on my way home from work? Slow fucking in the train? I shudder with pleasure and anticipation. The man is so good at this. He fucks me deep. I'm almost a drooling mess from this alone when he suddenly picks up speed, pistoning in and out of me with long, hard strokes that make me moan and mewl until another man stuffs a cock into my mouth and down my throat.

They fuck me in tandem, but the man in my mouth finishes quickly and pulls out. Cum is leaking from the corner of my mouth when the man behind me finally touches my clit. I explode into an orgasm that makes me see starts and he pumps my pussy full of his creamy white cum.

Normally I'd need a moment after a powerful orgasm like this, but I don't get it. The man wipes his dick clean on my thigh and there's another one instantly pushing his cock into me.

This is how I spend the next few hours: taking dick after dick, getting fucked in every hole, taking as much cum as I normally would in a month and getting praised for it as well.

I'm exhausted once the Free Use Fuck Fest™ is over and the man in the suit has to practically carry me back to my room. He drags me into the bathroom, lifts one of my legs and fucks me against the wall one last time. Then he fills the tub again. I lazily wash myself while he watches. It's probably a good idea that he stays in case I fall asleep in the tub and drown. He smirks when I lift my arms, but helps me out of the tub. I fall onto the bed naked, ready to sleep for two days.

I distantly wonder what my ranking might be. I'll have to look it up tomorrow, because I won't move for anything now.

Remember not all characters express emotions the same way. For example, some characters are more closed off than others and will act accordingly. What makes one character collapse into a sobbing, wailing mess, might make another grieve quietly in a way people who don’t know them well might not even notice. That doesn’t make either reaction less impactful, it simply highlights the differences between the characters’ personalities.

Avoid melodrama. Going overboard with intense expressions of sadness can make them unintentionally humorous. Basically, make the intensity of characters’ emotions suit the situation and don’t let characters endlessly wallow in sorrow throughout the story. While it’s perfectly understandable for emotions to linger, dwelling on the same one with minimal variation risks losing the reader’s interest. 

Use buildup judiciously. Sometimes, you might decide to reveal that a bad situation is even more dire than the characters’ first thought, leading them to feel hopeless. Other times, the sad event might strike the characters as suddenly as a lightning strike.Giving characters and readers nuggets of hope can be especially effective. That’s because those lead people to believe that a positive outcome is possible, thereby making it hurt all the more when things take a turn for the worse.

Show characters seeking and giving comfort. Whether they try to drown their sorrows in alcohol or hug their friends close, moments where characters seek or give comfort show how much a sad event is impacting them. This provides good opportunities for bonding and possibly more conflict. Plus, coping mechanisms speak volumes about characters. Do they try to comfort others when they’re practically falling apart themselves? Do they seek some kinds of comfort but avoid others?

Writer: Air shot between the toes, it’ll look like a heart attack.

Serial killer: anywhere from 2 to 30 minutes

Now fast forward a bit and the author has managed to get their first book published, with loving support from the serial killer who helped them fine tune all the murder scenes, and it’s a big hit. Enough so that a detective with the local police department has noticed some disturbing similarities to several active cases, including details that were never released to the press. Obviously he brings this up to his superior and convinces him that there’s something to the theory, but it’s all circumstantial right now. He stakes out the author’s home and is super convinced that the author is the murderer, but they don’t seem to do anything??? Like they literally are at the house all day, that’s it. Most they do is leave for groceries.

“You need to stop seeing them. I think they are a serial killer.”

Kiss me (suck on my tongue and nibble my lips)

Play with my hair (grab my hair and pull my head back)

Let me lay my head on your lap (put your cock in my mouth)

Kiss my neck (leave hickies all over me)

Cuddle me (fuck me from behind while you spoon me)

Hold me (grope me)

A tame example? Two questions into a phone interview, the guy on the other end of the line asked: “How old are you?” I said “Excuse me?” - giving him a chance to rethink that. He didn’t. “How old are you?” “Sir, you are not allowed to ask me that question.” “Well, I want to know. I’m asking.” “And you’re legally not allowed to ask me that. I’m not required to tell you my age.” At that point, I guess he managed to remember an old HR bulletin or something (I hope to god he wasn’t actually HR himself), and he said, “Well, I need to know if you’re over the age of 18.” (Which is what he should have asked in the first place… or not, since that was in the application that he could have read.) “Yes. I’m over the age of 18.”  And we moved on. Two questions later, he tried another illegal question. I called him on it again and ended the interview, citing that a workplace with such a clear disregard for the law, especially upon first contact with a potential employee, was not going to be a good fit. (They offered me the job anyway, lol. I didn’t send a thank-you or a response.)

At a different interview, the majority of questions were “fishing” questions - just looking for that info they’re not actually allowed to ask. (This person was also either not really HR or an HR person who was exceptionally bad at their job.)

I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)

THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR

this is horrendous HOW ARE THEY STILL BEING ALLOWED ON TUMBLR??? I’m sorry but if @staff is trying to make the site a PG friendly place but doing sweet-all about genuine threats like these users, there is a serious problem here.

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