you can call me Euphi short for Euphoria lol

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(cause I couldn't think of aa better name okay?) [800 wordsish]

The interesting thing about magical worlds, well worlds with magic, is that the ingenious inventions transfer to sex toys too.

Well this one gadget my Master gave me isn’t necessarily a sex toy, in his world, but I’m sure some clever little imps used it for that there too. This little thing is a travel sized portal. Don’t ask me how portal physics works, I'm just a dumb human. But I do know that the portal opens in a four inch radius from wherever its pin is placed.

The sneaky thing is that I don’t have to know where the pin is placed. Only my Master does. It’s a fun little surprise that I must accept gratefully whenever it's bestowed upon me.

Like in the middle of a meeting. Where I’m the head of the board. Where I’m supposed to sound all bossy and incharge but all I want to do is whine like a bitch in heat when his fingers caress my folds.

The pin is on my skirt, strategically placed, to camouflage the portal only if I sit but to torture me if I do.

Sly fingers are darting in and out to poke my clit, to rub and flick as he pleases. I can barely squirm when all eyes are on me. I must be the perfect statue. The perfect higher up who has everything in control at all times. I can’t even as so much as whimper. But of course my body doesn’t care for what my mind knows. I strangle a sound at the back of my throat and curious eyes dart towards me. I ask the presenter to continue,

I have no idea what he’s on about,

See Master knows I’d rather be on top of him, grinding down mindlessly instead of here in a stuffy room with stuffy old men. So he’s pushing his bulge against the fabric of my panties. Slowly rubbing it against me. Tease.

God I wanna rock my hips so bad. He’s hard and I want him inside me. I’m sure he can feel how wet I am. I wonder if he will slip it all the way in-

My eyes are losing focus but I have to stay strong. Nobody can see me being horny. But more importantly nobody can discover this portal, and by extension, Master. That was the only condition put for me to be owned.

A sudden gasp leaves my lips. The people at the table turn to look at me. I clear my throat. “I just remembered something else, go on.”

He’s inside me. Oh my god.

This absolute beast of a creature is pumping his dick into me in the middle of my meeting ahhhh I’m sooo hornyyyy.

You’re telling me I have to sit here. Just. Not move. Not moan. Not even move my facial muscles. Torrrtttuure. I hate this man ugh he’s so hot tho- aah he’s going faster. I can almost hear him laughing.

I lean forward, gripping the corner of the table. My jaw is clenched. The presenter stumbles over their sentence. I probably look livid. I could use this as an excuse-

My phone buzzes and I see a single text on my screen. Don’t even think about it.

It is immediately followed by deep slow thrusts into me. I can feel myself clenching around him. My only saving grace is that the portal muffles noise otherwise everyone in this room would think I have a dildo inside me. Fuck. I can feel him twitching and I know he’s gonna cum but he’s going soo slooww.

I’m losing my mind. I’m genuinely- I have to sit here and listen to this dumb fool ramble about bs stats when I could be home being fucked properly and loudly.

He’s getting sloppier with his movements and I know he’s close. But I don’t know if he’ll pull out or cum inside me.

My whole body is tense, my face is screwed in concentration. The people are looking at each other and whispering something. I can feel my assistant eyeing me. 

I almost jump out of my seat as his cock buries deep inside me. It takes every ounce of willpower and self respect not to squirm and drool as I feel his warm semen pool into me.

There’s no concrete thoughts going through my head right now. Just how insanely hot it is to be used like a fleshlight. In front of other people, with the risk of being found out, Ugh. I can feel myself squeeze around him.

For a few moments everything seems to stop. I relax and take a deep breath. He’s still in me but he’s resting. He probably got himself pretty worked up before he opened the portal.

Maybe it’s just me but the room feels relieved too.

But of course this imp will not let me have peace.

Oh you looked at me? Remembered some detail? Randomly complimented me? Brushed your leg against mine?