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she couldn’t quite work out how harper managed to keep her cool so well, while clara was currently freaking out. her boyfriend might be out, but anything could make him change his mind and come home. anyone else could show up and see them - and mostly, the situation seemed the furthest thing from relaxed in her mind as harper’s fingers continued their motions against her. 

the blush on her cheeks intensifying as harper spread her, thighs instantly clamping back together to try and hide her from the other’s view. “never gotten wet that quickly.” words whispered as she kept her eyes down on her skirt. she’d started dating harper’s brother in high school - and he’d been her only sexual experience. when she’d heard her friends share stories of their sex lives, she’d simply decided that she was one of those people who didn’t get worked up easily. a fact she couldn’t claim any more when harper had truly barely touched her and she could already feel how soaked she was getting. 

eyes flickering back up to harper’s at the mention of a deal, her eyes shot towards the door, before finding harper’s once more - doubt written on her face. “i… i don’t think we should.” words coming out, closely chased by a gasp as harper’s finger slid further down her to her slit, causing her to squirm slightly in her seat. “but, i’ve never… it would be nice to… i… if we can keep it just between us… i think i’d like to get to know how it feels to cum.”

~~                              “oh my...” she said, when the girl admitted to actually having never got that aroused that quickly, and she smiled, “we must be doing something right here, mustn’t we?” she teased. 

as the girl said i don’t think we should, she stopped her rhythmic tapping and held her finger away with an arched brow in question, as if to say are you sure of that? and then... then she went on and harper smiled again, in the way you smile at a cute pet doing a trick as they were told. “good girl...don’t worry, i’m gonna make it ALL better, clara.” she told her, honey dripping over her words. “now, if we’re doing this, we’re doing it MY way. feet up here,” she commanded suddenly, as she patted the couch, helping the girl reposition as she moved, so her feet were planted on each side of her ass, tightly, propping her pussy up and out, perfectly spread and exposed, “these stay open,” she warned, touching her knees firmly, her eyes on hers,”and these, stay right. here.” she almost sing-songed as she caught her wrists and placed her hands over the girl’s own breasts, “if you need to hang on to something, hang on to them,’ she smirked.

Own wanted as many children as he could, if he was being honest, and he had to admit that the only woman he could see being worthy of carrying his children was the young woman sitting on the floor infront  of him. He knew it might be selfish but truth be told he was thinkig about seeing how much it would cost to buy her.

It wasn’t like money was an object for him. “Well I assume they’ll scan your body and mine to see if there’s any issues, and to do a pregnancy test. I hear they have more accurate ones than the at home ones we use.” Burt he was speculating, “They might even get you a fertility booster.” He paused again, his fingers brushing through her firery red strands of hair.

“I’m speculating of course. But what ever it is I’ll be at your side to make sure that everything goes smoothly.” He continued, “And I know you’ll do your duty.. It’s your job to be bred repeatedly. Your duty, and I’m going to help you with that duty.”

Silence filled the room again as he affectionately placed a hand on her shoulder. “ We’ll get through this together princess.”

〰              rose also knew the price of renting increased each new time, and it was why only the very rich could afford a bigger family nowadays, unless people got very lucky. as her master answered her, rose deflated just a little. well... that sounded less exciting than deep real time fertilization, but at least she’d have confirmation that everything was still alright with her body and if she was pregnant already, which she didn’t think she was just yet. as he spoke, she also took the chance to get through more of her ice cream, sighing quietly to herself at the heavenly taste. there were theories that a well fed servant got pregnant quicker, she wasn’t sure if it was true, but she did always feel flush with new energy and wanting after a master treat.

“The kitchen!” Isaac blurted.

Kendall’s “sales pitch”, so to speak, got him so turned on that he blurted the first thing that came to mind. “I-I… I’ve always wanted to do something in the kitchen. Especially… especially on that island counter we have…”

As if there weren’t enough images of Kendall in his head after that list of options she gave, he had to add a few more: her bent over it, her on all fours on top of it as he ate her out, her lying across it, head over the side and mouth open… It was all too much and so he couldn’t help reaching between his legs and squeezing his length.

He moaned, swayed, then fought to catch his breath. “S-sorry, I just… I’ve never been this turned on before and your offer is… beyond generous. But what… do you think? Maybe I can eat your pussy while I jerk off? Just… just to start?”

〰                          she couldn’t help the giggle at his new blurting of words, but then smiled as he went on, “sure we can do that...” she nodded, flipping her hair back and smiling as he watched her, “plenty of things to use in the kitchen as well,” she specially like playing with glass bottles. her smile became more of a smirk as he touched himself and moaned like that just at the mere thought of them. 

“no need to apologize. let’s make a rule, huh? no more apologizing unless there’s an actual need to, in which case i’ll let you know. and of course...” she pulled herself more up on the bed, sliding back until she hit the headboard, so she could lie against it, with pillows behind her and get comfortable. as she did so, she spread her legs wide, and reached down to tug her lacy thong to the side, uncovering her already flushed pussy in the expectation of getting fucked.

all sienna could really do at this point was tell herself that she reacted this way because of how much pent up tension she stored inside her petite form. she felt some sort of arousal for her boyfriend by virtue of the fact that he was an attractive man after all, which only made things worse considering each disappointment added to the pool of unsated desire that harper was finally tapping into now. “this is wrong, it’s not right, it’s - i’m not a cheater,” blubbered sienna, biting down on her lower lip to stifle a moan that threatened to betray her to the domme. the flesh was weak - she could feel the slow, pleasant burn start to build in her core, the sheer want lending the slightest tremor to her thighs. 

“you know what you’re doing.” those words came forced, a defeated admittance in response to an overwhelming reality. her shoulders slumped as she peered at harper through her closely-lidded eyes, her hips lifting off the couch just that little bit trying to chase the woman’s touch. the water harper had used and her own wetness was practically indistinguishable now, sienna’s lips glistening with arousal. she put up a token resistance still though, half-heartedly pulling her skirt down, trying to preserve some sort of modesty even as her body continued relenting. 

〰                          "some things in life are fair, when it comes to self preservation, pretty.” she told her, “but i do agree you should PROBABLY ditch him, if you want anything with a real FUTURE.” her tone was half teasing half deadpan, as she twisted the girl’s worlds playfully as though she had not understood her meaning, when she had. she saw her bite down and her free hand came up to tug her lower lip free with her thumb, “now, now, i’ve been forced to listen to your pain squeals for a few weeks now... don’t you think i deserve to listen to your moans, too?” specially when she was the one causing them. 

as much as she hated to admit it, relief flooded her when her boyfriend left to pick them up dinner. glancing up at harper’s voice, she assumed the words were some kind of test - to prove if she had any loyalty to her boyfriend or not. “he’s sweet and tries, isn’t that what counts?” she couldn’t deny that she’d been flinching the entire time, and she’d certainly not been close to wet - but that seemed like information she didn’t need to know. 

watching as harper moved to the couch, she didn’t fully click on to what was happening until she jumped upon feeling harper’s fingers on her, posture relaxing almost instantly at the feeling. the soft feeling of the slow circles combined with ‘sweetie’ had a soft whimper leaving her, before she tried to push her skirt down as harper continued. “i… i don’t think you should be looking at me.” words whispered, knowing she should deny it - but upon hearing ‘pretty doll’ she could feel  herself start to get wet - and considering where harper’s hand was - the other was bound to know too, causing a blush to take over her cheeks. “he… he’ll be back soon.”

~~                              “oh, honey, no...”  harper shook her head at the girls words, a look of pity on her face, “men shouldn’t be rewarded for making mediocre attempts. if they’re no good, then they need to be TAUGHT and GUIDED by a strict hand. and if they aren’t willing, then they should be dropped. a woman should NEVER deny herself an orgasm for a male ego. trust me. i make very good boys out of lost men too.” as she spoke, she casually continued her ministrations, patiently repeating the motion, mixing the circling with switch movements up and down and side to side, wanting to feel her grow and swell under her fingertip. 

dating harper’s brother was … fine. at least that was what sienna told herself. he was a sweet enough boy, well-groomed, well-mannered, no major red flags - gods, the bar was in hell, wasn’t it? until it came to anything sexual, anyway. he bulled ahead with the bravado of a man with a harem and the actual skills of a virgin. sienna had to actively convince herself that sex didn’t matter to her all that much, after basically being pushed into faking her fifth orgasm with him. she was on the couch, happy to be left alone for just a bit, especially with how sore she was feeling. not the good kind of sore either.

“huh?” sienna flushed immediately, her heart dropping when it became immediately obvious what harper was talking about. she knew that the right thing to do was to back her boyfriend up but there was very little she could muster then. after so many disappointing sessions, sienna felt fundamentally unsatisfied, something even she couldn’t tell herself she could just take care of later on any more. “i don’t know what you’re talking about, harper,” she said unconvincingly. she adjusted in her seat, trying to make a bit of space with the other girl who was a touch too close, until – “wha- harper, no, what are you doing?!” limply, sienna tried to push the girl’s hand away, but the sheer relief of having the gentle, cool touch of her digits drew a sigh from her lips, accompanied by an immediate drooping of her eyelids. “i’m your brother’s girlfriend,” urged sienna, as if that would stop harper at this point. she made no further moves away though, fingers clenched into the cushions of the couch, frozen.

〰                          harper smirked at the way the girl sighed and nearly rolled her eyes back at a simple touch. how desperate she must feel, harper really wanted to help her reach RELIEF. the truth was, from those two little things she already knew she’d won. this girl NEEDED someone who could give her what she was craving, not only actual orgasms, but a firm hand, command, direction, protection, someone she didn’t have to manage, but could instead submit to. and she was too pretty to be wasted like that. but if she wanted to play hard to get or continue to live in denial, harper could give it to her, she could let her pretend she didn’t want it, and even shove her away if she managed that much. she liked her pets wiling and begging, after all.

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〰                          “he is truly an EMBARRASSMENT, isn’t he?” harper sounded tired, as she came up from  b e h i n d  the girl towards the back of the couch, a look of disappointment on her face. “i could literally feel you  f l i n c h i n g  from the other room. did he even get you  w  e  t ?” she didn’t care if she barely knew her brother’s girlfriend. she’d got to know her enough to know she was sweet,  s u b m i s s i v e , and way too much for him to  h a n d l e. she had TRIED to say something to her brother before, but he always thought he knew better, no matter how many girls and boys he had seen walk out of her room before. 

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Owen nodded, “You’re welcome.” the older man said, though he had to admit- the blush on her face was rather cute.  He had never done something like this before, but the idea of it was rather…kinky? In a good way, and he smirked as she kissed his cock, holy fuck they should do that more often. “I’m glad you’re such a good servant.”

The older man brushed a hand through her hair before watching her eat; the sound of her moan was instantly arousing to him, and he could feel his cock hardening again. Spoiling the woman brought a certain kind of happiness to him that he hadn’t known was possible, as much as he wanted to impregnate her he almost wished it wouldn’t take.

He didn’t really want another servant.

Owen had been investigating buying her, but that was a long way off, so right now he would rather focus on the here and now. “He should be here in about an hour, plenty of time for you to enjoy your dessert and maybe a quickie or two.” he teased as he brushed a hand over the top of his head. “Don’t you worry. You’ll be pregnant soon enough.”

〰              rose smiled sweetly, her lips closed but her dimples showing, at his words, as she swallowed her ice cream and cum. she loved her food with her master’s treats on it. “thank you, sir.” she said, rather pleased and flattered, she loved being of service, and sat happily on her calves, on the floor, looking up at him. it just felt RIGHT, specially when he petted her hair like that, making her blush a bit further, always loving and leaning into affection of any kind. 

she wondered if after she had his baby, if he would rent her again. she’d love to give him as many children as she could, but she also knew her service was a very expensive one, even if she wouldn’t see any part of the money until her retirement, when they’d set her up with a pension for life, or at least that was the promise of the enlistment. she took another spoonful and sighed quietly to herself , allowing silence to stretch, before she asked her question. 

KIAN:

             kian thought it would take a little more to get her naked in the shower with him, especially with it being so public. the last of his teammates might have left but there was still a thought that someone could walk in and catch them at it. it didn’t bother kian though, he was the star of the football team and if he wanted to fuck ella in the showers, then it was what he was going to do. he didn’t even care about his girlfriend at that point, just wanting to get his dick wet.

her whine brought a smirk to his face and he pulled on her hair a little harder. “i love it when you sound desperate for me,” he hummed with a chuckle, giving her what she craved and fucking into her, his cock stroking every inch of her pussy. the sound of her ass hitting his hips was echoing around the small space but that only added to the whole thing. “thought about fucking this pussy all day.” with his hand staying in her hair, he brought the other down hard on her ass cheek before it moved to grip her hip, pulling her harder against him. “fuck, taking my cock so good baby.”

〰              since their first time, it’d honestly been hard to tell kian no to pretty much anything. ella had always thought about sex with a frequency she’d felt embarrassed for, getting wet just looking at her best friend sometimes, or a specially sexy professor. but ever since he’d popped her cherry, she became almost addicted to his cock and the feeling of getting fucked. suddenly, toys became even more unsatisfying than before, and she’d found herself NEEDING him with an ache on her skin. specially when kian seemed to read the most secret desires of her heart, the ones she didn’t even want to admit to herself, and make them come true. like this, now.

as he pulled on her hair harder a shiver of pleasure ran down her back, and then finally FINALLY he gave her what she’d been craving, the feeling of getting railed by him. she moaned louder, mouth hanging open as she panted, at that moment utterly not caring if someone caught them, too preoccupied with how close her high was, his words dancing on her body. “ki, please....” she begged, though unsure what for, just knowing his words made her writhe. 

“Yes!” Isaac exclaimed. He heard his enthusiasm with his own ears and blushed. “I mean… Thank you. Yes, please. I…” He pushed his glasses up his nose and took a deep breath. “…have nothing I need to do right now and…”

Isaac was simultaneously mortified and unsurprised: he was mortified his brother told Kendall what he had–because that would be embarrassing in general, but also because he’d had a crush on Kendall since the moment he met her; he was unsurprised because, even though he was seemingly good to Kendall, Isaac’s older brother could take after their parents in that he could be cruel and cold when he wanted to be–and he often wanted to be towards Isaac.

He probably suggested as much to Kendall, on the surface because he was “looking out” for his brother, but more so because he probably suspected Isaac would never go through with it, and he would be able to laugh at his little brother later when he proved to be exactly the kind of coward he believed him to be. 

But not today. Isaac wouldn’t allow it. Not with Kendall involved. She was sweet, and pretty, and, based on what he’d heard, seen, and now witnessed before him with his very eyes, incredibly sexy. So if she was offering, he was going to be nervous and probably embarrass himself, but he was very much accepting.

“…as much as I hate to admit it, he’s right: it has been a while.” If it wasn’t clear with his words, it might be with the way he was obviously bulging through his pants. His eyes raked over her body on his bed, lingering on the way she teased her nipple, his mouth watering in response. “What…” Somehow he managed to pull his gaze away and look her in the eye through his glasses. “…did you have in mind…?”

〰                       she couldn’t help but chuckle at his enthusiasm, but it wasn’t in a bad way. she liked it. she smiled, letting him ramble as she leaned back on her elbows, displaying herself. she had noticed him looking before, of course, but he had never made a move, so she hadn’t thought much of it. everybody looked, at one point or another. she had never noticed his brother being mean to him, though, as she tended to see the best in people and live a very light and free life. and she definitely wanted to help him feel good, she always wanted everyone to feel good.

she smiled again then and nodded, “well, that’s okay. i know you’re very smart, and you probably have loads of work and study to do, right? it figures you can’t find the time, but we all need to get off, otherwise it builds up, and i’m HAPPY to help.” the way he looked at her, running eyes over her body was very pleasant, and she chuckled again at the question, “i don’t think you understand what’s going on here.” she said, in a teasing tone as she moved.

she pushed herself forward on the bed, getting on her fours to get closer to him, and then she swung her legs off the edge and reached out to grab at his pants, pulling him closer with a sweet smile as she looked up, “today is about YOU, isaac. so what do YOU want? you get a free pass with me today. you want to fuck me in the street? we can do that. you just want to stay here? we can do that too. you want me on my knees? i’ll happily get down on them. what do you want? i know you’ve thought of having sex with me before... i know how men look at me when they do. so what have you always wanted to do to me? just tell me, and we’ll make it work.” 

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〰              ella was feeling a little nervous as she  l i e d  on the  m a s s a g e  table with her face down, looking at the floor beneath through the face  h o l e . the helpful assistant had told her that she could wait  c l o t h e d  to introduce herself, or just get ready first. as she sat alone in the somewhat dimly lit room, feeling her heart  p o u n d , she had eventually decided on the latter. she figured it’d be less embarrassing if she was in place, and didn’t have to actually look at the woman who would be seeing her  n a k e d, for a while. so, she’d got out of her  c l o t h e s, placing them over the designated chair, and then she’d climbed onto the table and set the towel over her  a s s  as she positioned herself.

〰                      ella whimpered as kian yanked on her hair, telling her to fuck herself faster on his dick. she felt breathless as she rushed to obey despite her already weakened knees. she had gone to his college to watch his game and somehow they’d ended up in the locker room just after the last person left. she was also highly aware that somewhere out there, his girlfriend was waiting for him to come out and meet her, maybe go to the after party to celebrate his win, but for some reason that only made her wetter, more desperate. as though the fact he couldn’t wait to fuck her made it all more thrilling. just as much as the risk they were under, of getting caught in a position that could not be explained, the public space feeling around her naked body in the open showers giving her goosebumps. 

“ki...” she whined, slapping her ass back against him as she tried to get him in as deep, as hard and as fast a possible, which had been usually how they’d fucked since they started this, like their lives depended on it.

send me a number from 1-25, without peeking, and i will choose the suiting option for our muses and write up a drabble/starter/moment according to the image! (trigger warning for graphic sexual content and other mature themes)