im so sorry but fuck. Somehow I remembered a DNF fanfic that I read a VERY VERY VEEEERY long time ago, but basically, there was something like a foreply in the form of a doll and its owner and in one chapter there was like a horse sex toy, well, the same one for children that swings back and forth, but instead of the part u sit on there was a hole there with a huge dildo. 😭😭😭😭😭
I think you would like this concept AHAHAHA
I LOVE being known as the person who enjoys role-playing and sexual role-play 😭😭😭😭 YES. I LOVED THAT
and I’d been thinking about it for a long time! Look, Gi-hun would feel humiliated. Short, light-colored outfits with cute designs, plush handcuffs, panties with ruffles on the butt that make it look even bigger, spanking him while he’s on my lap with his pants pulled down, just like a child
But nothing would prepare him for the rocking horse.
In-ho had built a few rooms just for Gi-hun to play in while he worked, to keep his mind occupied. Books, toys, swings, a slide—everything. Gi-hun was fed up, embarrassed, furious. The guards watched him, but they could barely do anything when Gi-hun started destroying the place. He kicked the toys, threw the dolls, slammed the little chairs against the slide, pulled on the swing chains until they broke... and that night, the marks on his butt turned purple, and his mouth had a strange taste of soap and semen, after all the profanities he’d spewed.
This happened three times before, during playtime, In-ho stopped taking him to the playground. In-ho decided that Gi-hun was a problem child and needed constant supervision, so he would stay in the office with In-ho.
In the corner, there was a children’s play area with a table, small chairs, a few toys, some paper, and a rocking horse. In-ho ignored everything else, and Gi-hun’s eyes widened when he saw the dildo strapped to the horse’s seat. It was pink, thick, and served a very clear purpose. Gi-hun tried to fight back; he struggled and resisted, but In-ho overpowered him in the struggle and easily handcuffed him. His panties were torn, and the hole right where the dildo would go looked even more obscene. Gi-hun still kicked and struggled, like the stubborn child he was. But all it took was for In-ho to mention Gayeong’s name—saying she’d love the photos In-ho had—for Gi-hun to quiet down and let himself be positioned.
He was seated right on the vibrator. Not only was there the inner part, but also a small protrusion to stimulate his exposed clitoris. The ride-on toy wasn’t too small; his legs weren’t bent—it seemed to be the ideal size. His feet and hands were secured in place by In-ho, who reassured Gi-hun, saying it would only be three hours, and then they could go back to the bedroom.
For the next four hours, In-ho worked on the documents for next year’s games, occasionally glancing at Gi-hun, strapped to the rocking horse in the corner of the room. Whenever In-ho got bored, he’d adjust the intensity to watch Gi-hun squirm and the rocking horse sway. It was adorable, and very relaxing while dealing with the tedious paperwork
Gi-hun had learned to fear it whenever In-ho took him to the office
