toy for use

Don't make it a big deal. You don't have to make it into a five minute dialog. You don't even have to look away from the TV or interrupt her talking.

It's sweet. You kiss her, right? You like being intimate. So just take her drink, spit in it, and hand it back. She wants it so bad. She loves you. She's *obsessed* with you.

Don't over think it. Just walk up to her desk, turn her chin towards you, and spit on her face. Then just walk away and go back to whatever you were doing. It's easy. It's just like kissing her really. It's sweet. It's what she needs.

How could it be degrading if she loves you? She loves you. She worships the ground you walk on and the way you laugh. She's thirsty. Grab her cheeks and spit in her mouth.

Anal-only because my selfish cunt doesn’t deserve any attention. It only needs to remain wet and needy to serve as lube.

Anal-only denial because the best way to train my ass is to lock my pussy. My chastity belt helps me focus on the correct hole.

Anal-only because it’s natural for a denied slut to have a full ass and an empty, dripping cunt.

Anal-only because it reinforces the power dynamic.

i wake up suddenly when it pushes itself into me, thinking for a second that maybe my mistress has come in to use me in the middle of the night. she’s not there so i turn over trying to see what’s in me, trying to get away. the plant sends out vines that wrap around my ankles and hold me down as i thrash. when i start to scream another one snakes it’s way into my mouth and muffles me. the tendril inside me prods deeper, painfully, and i try to pull the vine away from my mouth with my hands but soon the plant has both wrists restrained as well. no matter how hard i struggle i can’t break free.

the piece inside me withdraws and my slick reflects on it even in the dim light. i think perhaps it is done when another, much more bulbous vine slithers in through my window towards me. i moan as this one pushes itself into me. it’s much bigger and has to force itself in, filling me completely before even a third of the end is inside of me. the first vine begins rubbing my t dick and the vine in my mouth starts to gently fuck my throat. despite myself, i soon cum, and as i tremble with it i feel the plant release something deep inside of me, slipping it into my cervix.

it does this to me again and again, forcing me to cum so i relax enough to let it fill me. my body is sore and sweating and my cock so tender i cry to the touch when it finally withdraws from my hole. i feel both uncomfortably full with its eggs and uncomfortably empty from its absence. the plant creature doesn’t release me though. instead a third tendril, this one small and pointed, crawls through what little space is left in the window and pushes itself into me. its already warm and sticky with sap as it starts to fill me. it drips into me so slowly as i occasionally weakly test its grip on my arms. i am too tired to truly try to fight and the creatures grasp only seems to grow tighter.

once the plant is finished fertilizing itself by filling me completely with its sap it withdraws slowly and the first tendril that entered me enters again, plugging me up, making sure not a drop lands in my sheets. i groan despite myself. feeling so full…

And I mean not your partner, your lover just yours. I am so much your possession that i stop being a person, all I am is yours. Your thing. Always ready to fulfill your wish, always ready for your call. Not just sexually, but of course sexually. But also just as your little lap dog under your desk. Spending time by your side, because where else would I be? Oh you are going to a party? Of course I'll dress up to your wishing, so you can show me off.

Such a pretty bitch you got there. Lovely to look at.

Showing off my body, if YOU desire me to. So you can show everyone what nice possessions you have. Oh you want to have a smoke with your pals? Of course I'll grab an ash tray for you, I'll be on my knees next to you holding it out for you. You wont even notice me there, just an object to make your life easier. Unless you want to of course. Unless you want to pull up my shirt and show me off even more.

Ah, what a hot bitch you have.

Oh, you are bored of this ash tray? Yes of course, I can't just be the holder, I can be your ash tray. Sitting on my knees, mouth open, tongue out, just waiting for you to use me.

Such a well trained bitch. So patient.

You now have this fleshlight you can carry around in your pocket. The hole, lovingly rendered with magic. You can watch as it clenches and throbs under your touch. From some distant, and of course hidden area, you can watch as the person its tied to begin to panic as you make good use of your new fleshlight.

You push some lubed fingers inside, twirling them around and spreading them in that heat. The poor victim gasps and brings a hand over their hole to try and stop the intrusion. They don’t know what’s happening, this can’t be real. Their face heats up as they realize they’re in public and can’t leave to figure out what’s going on.

You thrust your fingers now, fully fucking into their hole. The victim will learn to get used to your touch.

You pick out times you know they’ll be at work. Despite wanting to watch their panicked distress at all times, you need your own place to appreciate their hole. You lavish it with your tongue, spending hours licking and sucking of the “fake” silicone of your fleshlight. You buy massive dildos to play with. Starting with ribbed flared cocks and finishing off with thick knotted werewolf cocks.