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June 2017

Jun 22, 2017 147 notes
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Your captions are great. Are you on hiatus right now?

Is “on hiatus” like, a fancy word for “kinda lazy and unmotivated?” Because yes.

No, I’m working on something new… Slowly. Keep your eyes peeled 😊

Jun 7, 2017 7 notes

April 2017

Apr 27, 2017 2,134 notes
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Apr 19, 2017 125 notes
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Apr 13, 2017 602 notes
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Apr 6, 2017 3,525 notes
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March 2017

Mar 23, 2017 146 notes
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February 2017

Feb 28, 2017 382 notes
Don't Accept The Deal.....PLEASE CONTINUE. IVE BEEN WAITING SINCE MARCH 2015!!! It is a crime against humanity to leave a work like that incomplete. Please don't end up like George rr Martin with winds of winter.

I’ve got to say, I definitely want to… Ive even been planning out more of it, but I always delete my drafts because they feel off…

Does anyone else feel this way?

Feb 28, 2017 19 notes

The pretty, freckled, ginger girl blinks, snapping back onto reality. She’s woozy, disoriented. She knows only three things for sure: she’s very confused, she’s totally naked, and just a second ago, there were three people in the room.

Now though, there are only two.

The second occupant of the room peers into the ginger girl’s eyes and smirks a knowing smirk.

“That worked a lot better than I thought it would… are you both in there?”

The ginger girl sudders and whimpers, Behind her eyes,overlapping personality traits and memories are warring with one another, clashing and creating paradoxes in her brain.

“Wha….what’s happening? Where’s FrankKay?”

The naked ginger girl suddenly feels dizzy as she tries to say two words simultaneously and her whole mind shudders.

“Ooooh lovely! It seems to be working just great!” says the other person in the room, a raven-haired woman with deep, knowing purple eyes.

A so-called “witch” who goes by the name Savage.

“Okay, here’s the deal. I don’t like it when people break into my house, I really dont like it when people question my witchhood, and I REALLY fucking hate it when little teenage bitches question my choice of decor!”

As the witch gets angrier, purple haze starts venting from her eyes, and the dizzy ginger girl flinches.

“You, a few minutes ago, as I’m sure you’re trying to figure out, were two very seperate people. Im sure you are very confused by your sudden abundance of memories, two different childhoods, two different sets of birthdays, two different personalities, right?”

The ginger girl, so disarmed by the swirling mess inside her.head, just sobs and nods.

“Well when you came in here and were both so very rude to me, I decided to just sort of….. smoosh your timelines. Imagine you’re the sides of a zipper, and I’m going to zip you both together! We’re going to take some of her life, and some of his life, trim all the rest, and really teach you both a nice little lesson!”

The witches words ring true. Inside the ginger girl’s head, two personalities, two sets of memories are merging, becoming one. Already, their recollection of their home life is totally different to what they know it should be. Instead of Frank and Kay’s families being next-door neighbours, with their kids growing up and playing together, everything is kind of… smooshed. Kay’s pretty mother married to Frank’s drunk of a father. Their house is built like Frank’s, but is filled with the decor of Kay’s. Moments merge so that they are at once recognisable to both, but also different and unsettling. A lifetime of moments zip by, cementing their place as the only, true memory of their history.

Savage chuckles and waves her hands, pausing their view for a moment. A memory from before, showing Kay, dressed in a leotard, gracefully performing gymnastics, surrounded by adoring spectators.

“Quite the athlete huh? Look’s like you’ve been taken with gymnastics your entire life… At it every day… trophies, training… Driven by your desire to be the best. You were completely obsessed with it!  We can work with that, can’t we?”

“Obsessed? How dare you? I just… I enjoy the sport, it’s my life okay! Don’t you fucking judge me!” Kay screeches within her and Frank’s shared mind.

“You are a little obsessed,” Frank’s thought-voice chimes in timidly. Reliving these memories from this angle, he can see Kay’s whole life revolves around it, as do most of her thoughts, all of her ambitions…. All centred around being the very best at this one thing she loves…

“Speaking of obsessions, aren’t we keeping one of our own to ourselves?” Savage asks, snapping her attention to Frank, bringing up another memory, this time one of his.

“Nooo… Please don’t…. Don’t show her that…” Frank begs, but the memory rises to the surface anyway, for all to see. A memory of Frank, watching through his closed curtains, one hand down his pants, as Kay next door changes her clothes.

“Ew! You watched me get dressed? I thought you were my friend! How could you?”

“That’s not all he does,” chuckles Savage, waving a hand and revealing the extent of this behaviour.

A cavalcade of memories rush by, all of them involving Frank’s many instances of lust. To Kay’s shock, Frank’s sexual tastes are wide, and extremely developed…. She sees Frank masturbating to her facebook profile picture, Frank taking photos of her and later squirting semen all over the part with her face on it. It seems Frank has been hiding an obsessive lust for his neighbour and friend, one that has grown in secret over the years. She chokes a little as in the fleet of a moment, she witnesses years and years of Frank masturbating many, many times, to all sorts of different porn and weird shit on the internet, bondage, gangbangs, pet play… and imagining Kay’s helpless face every single time. Kay shudders as she experiences these memories, finally losing her temper at the memory of Frank cumming under her sheets, only inches from her ass at a friendly sleepover they’d once had.

“You fucking perv! I thought we were friends, and instead you just wanna fuck me? Oh groooossss…  All that weird porn shit? You’re getting off imagining me in all those disgusting videos? You’re sick!”

“Kay, it- it’s not as bad as it seems… You’re just so hot, and I get so… sometimes I can’t help myself… I don’t do it that often…”

“Yes you do! Oh fucking yuck! I can see so much of it! You’re sick!

They continue bickering for a few moments while Savage chuckles.

“Hmmm an over-obsession with Gymnastics… and skeevy little wanker… alright… These should be rather fun to merge…. Aaaaand ZIP!

Frank and Kay’s inner voices stop arguing suddenly as the zip goes up a notch, merging their memories into one new history.

For her, suddenly memories of hours and hours of gymnastics turn to memories of herself, filled with lust and curiosity, looking up weird stuff on the internet. Trying out for the school gymnastics team, as her parents looked on proudly, became discretely touching herself to porn for the first time, on her laptop at the kitchen table while her family watched tv in the adjoining room. Pleasant times like making friends with her fellow gymnasts and finding her body’s fluidity and grace all morphed in front of her mind’s eye, into chatting with strangers online in the dead of the night, discovering a range of new fetishes and the addictive thrill of fingering herself to filthier and filthier porn.

She sobs and shudders as even a moment she deeply treasures warps beyond recognition. The day she had decided to dedicate her life to the sport, a day where she had landed a perfect septuple somersault on the balance beam, surrounded by her friends and supporters, folded into her new timeline. It too, changed shape, until all that she could remember of that day was how she had broken her own limits… how she had.been irreversably changed…. but in a different way. She’d been extra pumped up, her online friends had floated the idea and then been pressuring her to do it for weeks. On that day, in front of hundreds of strangers, she’d strapped herself onto a sybian that had arrived in the mail, bound her hands so she couldn’t get away, and ridden it to 7 back-to-back mind-melting orgasms. 

With horror, Kay realized how similar the two situations were, how many little details carried over. After the 4th orgasm, she’d felt so dizzy, weak, like she wanted to give up, but her supporters cheering her on had kept her there. Right before the 7th, she’d had a moment of panic and pure fear, but before she even knew what was happening she had made it, she came harder than she ever had before and the rush of endorphins through her had made her mind weak and vulnerable, totally addicting her to what she’d just done. Trapped there, totally unable to move, in the daze and the sweat, her belly twitching, her body totally exhausted, a flood of intense pleasure rushing through her, she had discovered the way her body reacted to being watched by strangers, and recalled very clearly the conclusion she came to, the crystal-clear realisation that she wanted desperately to do this again. To be admired, To feel fucking fantastic while doing so. To become a world-class porn star, and be lusted after by people all over the world.

His memories too change, in a way much less drastically, but in another way much more so. His lazy afternoons of feeling horny, jerking his cock and watching a bit of porn now contain new features: an overdeveloped female body, and the frenzy, passion and enthusiasm that Kay had bought to her gymnastics. Frank whimpers as hours and days and weeks and years of first-person female masturbation fill his memories.

A lifetime of having a dripping pussy and fucking it to intense, overwhelming orgasm over and over hit him like a freight train. His roughness with himself while he fantasized about Kay next door translated over to his new timeline, where they were now the memories of the ultimate sexual narcissist. She grew to love watching herself perform, his secret, desperate crush on Kay was now her fetish for watching herself orgasm, for seeing herself as she got off. Memories of how badly she was attracted to her own body grew to encompass her whole life, until he remembered single instances of catching glimpses of her own reflection or looking down at her own ample cleavage causing her to feel a rush of heat and soak her underwear with arousal. One of his most regular pastimes, touching himself while looking at photos he secretly took of Kay, turned into intense mirror masturbation sessions, locking eyes with herself while she came, roughly diddling her clit until she collapsed from the intensity of her own orgasms.

As these memories merged with Kays, and everything began to slot together, both began to recall their first time recording their own porn on their phone, how the addiction of being watched combined with the fetish she had for her own body. She started small, recording herself masturbating in her room, and watching it back obsessively, cumming hard at seeing her own lithe body be so dirty. Then one night, in a fit of horniness, she’d uploaded her entire collection to the internet and experienced the thrill of knowing that strangers were jerking off to her all the time. She would finger herself for hours, watching the view countcounts rise and cumming to reading the graphic, lewd comments about herself….

Frank and Kay both reeled as their new memories settled in, totally replacing the old ones.

“What the fuck…. I’m a girl… a slutty girl? I… I should remember being a guy… I still know I am one… but… Jesus…” Frank thinks, a lifetime of looking down to see a feminine perspective replacing all his old memories. “I can’t… I can’t remember my own dick!”

“What the fuck you disgusting pervert! You’re upset you remember the horror of being a woman?” Kay shoots back, outraged by her own updated memories as a teenage masturbation enthusiast and amatuer pornstar. “Oh my god, I can’t remember gymnastics at all… just… oh my god… all your fucking wanking!”

“Me? What the fuck, it was YOUR stupid obsession and single mindedness that made us such an addict… Oh my god, your body… Female orgasms… So many of them… I can’t even think straight…”

“Well that was certainly entertaining! Seems like your timelines merged in some fun little ways there! Gosh, her drive and focus on top of his little hobbies and interests… The merged version of you certainly loves to touch herself, doesn’t she?

Kay, totally horrified at her new memories, does her best to recall any little detail from her other life, but the more she delves, the more dirty memories rise… and the more aroused their shared body becomes… Their tight teenage vagina moistens and starts puffing up, as its years of overuse have conditioned it to do at the drop of a hat….

“Kay, stop bringing up these memories! It’s making me so horny… I don’t want this…. Oh god, I have a cunt! A fucking cunt! I can feel it getting…. wet…. throbbing…. Fuuuck why does it feel so good?”

“No! Fuck I’m not this pervert…. I… I did gymnastics… I was the best… I won gold medals… I know I did… “

“Well, do you remember it? You remember that you should remember it…Or maybe you just think you should… But is that really the same thing? Somehow, I just don’t think so… Shall we continue?” Savage asks, chuckling to herself as she reaches around the quivering girl, roughly grabbing her by the cunt and stimulating her swollen clit, extracting an involuntary, guttural moan from the fused boy-girl.

The witch giggles to herself as she looks again into the mind of the former pair of friends, now trapped together in the body of an easily-aroused narcissistic nymphomaniac, and wonders what other effects the timeline merge spell might have…

Feb 8, 2017 1,294 notes
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January 2017

Jan 30, 2017 67 notes
Jan 23, 2017 257 notes
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Jan 21, 2017 156 notes
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Jan 12, 2017 123 notes
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Jan 10, 2017 158 notes
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Jan 9, 2017 204 notes
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December 2016

Dec 27, 2016 221 notes
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My ass is for...

the-wandrer:


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A special story for (and about) @myassisforyou​ per her request…


Ah, waking up are we?

Wh-what?  Wh-where am I?

You have volunteered to be part of a little experiment.

E-experiment?  I - I didn’t…

Well…I supposed more accurately you were volunteered, by one of your fans who works for us.  They thought you would make a perfect test subject here at The Company.  

T-Test subject?  For what?  

Well - your blog indicates a love for humiliation and showing yourself.  But never your face, of course.  Which means you want these things…but don’t want anyone to know about in your, ahem, “real life”.

Wh-why do…do I…f-feel funny…?

Mmmm…well…have you ever tried certain…party drugs?

P-Party…?

Never mind.  Suffice to say the chemical you have been given mimics the effects of one of the more popular ones, though with perhaps a slightly more…sexual edge.  Though it is the other effect that particularly interests us…

Other…eff-ohhhhh…why do I f-feel so…good?

Ahh - it is indeed kicking in then.  What is most interesting about this new chemical is that in addition to…well, that - it also makes the brain somewhat… malleable.  Such that actions taken while on the drug become…permanent cravings.

Permanent? …I - ohhhh goddd…wh-what…d-do you…

Well as an example, one of our poor assistants thought it would be a good idea to “borrow” a sample for a night out dancing, without fully understanding the effects.  Unfortunately she became so aroused that she thought she would take a moment to masturbate before she left the apartment.  Poor thing.

Wh-what…what do you-

Well, I’ll show you.  The effects wear off at first, you see - a sort of hangover.  Then - usually within a day or so, the drug starts to…”come back up”.  Permanently.  So first, we caught her at her desk - clearly forgetting that we have cameras most everywhere…

And then, a little while later in the bathroom, where she was ultimately discovered…

She’d been in there for quite some time at this point.  And now…well - here is her live feed…

She will pretty much keep at it until she passes out, then wake up and start again.  Interestingly, she sobs pitifully if she is made to stop, even if someone else is touching her or fucking her.  Only actually masturbating with her fingers seems to satisfy her. 

Oh god - you - you can’t make me…I - I won’t ohhh I won’t touch m-myself…ohhh godd….

Touch yourself?  Oh of course not.  We already know what happens with that.  No, you are here to test something else entirely.  You see - while someone else touching her is useless, she will quite enthusiastically suck any cock put into her mouth to completion.  Our speculation - based on corroborating evidence from her past boyfriends - is that she may have been fantasizing about that while masturbating, and that imprinted itself as well.

I - I don’t…oh god <sob>…I w-won’t t-touch my…w-wait…what are you doing?

Don’t you see?  If we are correct, then fantasies - and more importantly we may be able to make suggestions!  That is what you are here to test.

Why are you tying m-my hands?  Ohhh god…

Well, though you protest you will not touch yourself, we’d like to make sure of that.  You’re only experiencing a tiny bit of the drug, you see…it’ll be, oh - another hour or so before you are fully…”rolling”, I believe the term is.  In the meantime, we’d like you to listen to this track we have prepared for you, so we can test the results shortly.

What?  Headphones?  No - please, don’t-

You are incapable of touching and pleasuring yourself.

What?!

No matter how aroused you become, no matter how much you would like to, you will never again be able to touch yourself for the purposes of pleasure.  

WHAT?!! NO!!

You are constantly and permanently wet and aroused.

Oh god <sob>!

The more on display you are, the more people watching you, the more aroused you will become.

What? Please…please stop…

The more embarrassed you are by being on display, the more aroused you will become.

No - please…stop!

You are desperate for pleasure.  Desperate to be touched and played with and used.

OH GOD!

You will let yourself be touched and played and used with by anyone.  

<sob>

But you will only be capable of reaching orgasm with someone the first time you are with them.

wh-what?!

No matter how aroused you become, you will only be able to orgasm if you are servicing someone new.

WHAT?!??

Whenever you meet someone who you have not yet serviced, you will become desperately aroused by them. You will do anything, let them use you however they like, to get them to play with you.

<sob>  pleeeeeeease!  oh godddd….

Your body is for everyone.  Your mouth is for everyone.  Your pussy is for everyone.  Your ass is for everyone.

Track repeats.

You are incapable of touching and pleasuring yourself…

Help meeeeeeee!!


To be continued…
(If @myassisforyou​ approves, of course… :) )


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Ooooh this was soooo fucking sexy!!!

Dec 25, 2016 418 notes
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Dec 21, 2016 350 notes
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Be careful what you wish for... (part 1)

the-wandrer:

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Oh god…what have I done…what have I done!??  I didn’t mean…I mean, when I bought that little statue from that man while my wife was on her business trip last week, that he said would make my conservative wife “act more like my fantasies”, I didn’t think it would really…!

I - I guess I should have noticed…should have realized her boobs were even bigger than they had been…something that had floated through my mind after I’d picked up the statue, making me laugh…

There she was, apologetic for waking me up after coming home from a late night at work.   The first thought that popped into my sleep-muzzy head was how cute she was…and I just wished that she’d be a little more horny…a little more seductive…like the dream I’d been having…

I - I guess I should have realized something was wrong when she shivered, then giggled, then just slid her top off - so unlike her…

But I’d pretty much forgotten about the statue…and watching her, I couldn’t really think straight…and then she giggled…

Oh god…I think - I think I must have imagined her dumber right then…she’s always been smarter than me, but that giggle…and then she started giggling even more…and dropped her bra…and…

Oh god…my brain just turned off…her boobs were definitely bigger, but I didn’t even think about why I mean would you?  Just wished that my cute, nerdy wife was horny and slutty and…

And then I was on my back and she was moaning and squealing as she plunged her wet - oh god so wet - pussy down on my cock, and she was moaning such nasty things - things she’d never said, but that I was wishing she might…and in my head she was everything she was saying - a dirty slut…a stripper…a whore…and I looked up…

(Had she been wearing that little tie before…?O)

OH GOD!  I came so hard inside her, watching her suck her own nipple, which she’d NEVER done in our years of marriage.  And she came, squealing explosively on top of me…

And then…as I slowly regained my senses, but before I could wonder why this was happening, my mind again wandered to a long-standing fantasy…one I knew would never happen…with my wife hating sucking cock and utterly disgusted by the idea of tasting pussy…

The soft whimper and confused expression should have made me realize…but how could I have known?  And how could I even think as she slid her big tits down my body, and…

Oh god…the whimpers of her need need mixed with disgust, her eyes flickering in confusion.  My mind added to the fantasies of her, of the kind of woman she was…of the things she would do if asked…she would be a slut who would never say no.  It was all so hot…so impossible…I think some part of me must have thought I was still dreaming, especially when she looked up at me with a soft grunt, and I realized the other sound I was hearing was her fingers working inside her own wet, messy pussy…

I came hard into her mouth, with her moaning and whimpering again, a look of surprise on her face.  My wife’s inexpert cock-sucking skills meant the cum dripped out of her mouth, onto me, onto the bed, especially when she started to cum herself.  As I groaned, dazed, the thought crossed my mind that surely a slut like her would clean up any messes…

I drifted off, now sure I was still dreaming, to my wife, a confused look on her face, starting to lick the cum from my thighs and balls, and pulling two slimy fingers from inside herself to her mouth to lick them clean as well, nose wrinkling in disgust…


When I woke up in the morning, she was gone.

At first, I was unconcerned - just even more convinced the night had been a dream.  My wife works too hard, and is often gone before I wake and home after I am asleep.  So I rose for the day as normal.

Perhaps if I’d noticed the cum stains on the sheets then, largely but not completely licked clean, I would have at least called her, to check in, and ask what had been dream and what had been real last night.

If only…

TO BE CONTINUED…



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Dec 1, 2016 291 notes
Be careful what you wish for... (part 2)

the-wandrer:

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Embarrassingly, it wasn’t till the next day that I grew worried.  She usually would wake me if we missed each other, and the lack of responses to my texts amplified my concerns.  When a call to her office revealed she had been there neither yesterday nor today, well…I panicked.

It took me almost a week to find her.

It was only luck that I did.  Someone found her cell phone and called me, and when I asked them where they found it…

Well.

When I entered the strip club, I couldn’t imagine that I could be right.  It was only then that I began to wonder with horror - could this…have something to do with that statue?  It was impossible…it couldn’t have…

The first girl I described my wife to giggled and grinned.

“Oh, sure, we all know her!  The new girl!  She’ll be out on stage later, but she spends almost all her time in the back rooms.”  Another giggle. “The way back room, mostly.”

Before I could ask her what that meant, or to plead that surely she must be wrong about the girl I described, the girl was drawn away by a man waving money at her.

Another series of questions led me to the back.  But when I asked whether I could see a particular girl - a cute, nerdy girl with large breasts, and a broad smile, and a sweet laugh…and so smart…

Well, I was informed there was a girl here like that - except for the horrible laugh when I called her ‘smart’ - but she was busy.  She was almost always busy.  I could sign up for her waiting list if I liked…she’d be available in a few days.  

Oh god - a few days!

Or…

Or, I could pay…an obscene amount of money to watch, with a different girl to entertain me.  The way back room, where she spent her time, allowed for that…

So I handed over my money.  And feeling sick, followed one of the girls back - she’d be happy to entertain me while I watched, she offered - to a dark doorway in a dark hallway…

When I entered the door, I was shocked at what I saw.  Multiple guys and multiple girls, moaning loudly on the other side of the floor to ceiling two way mirror.  Fucking and sucking….

And one…

Pressed up against the mirror…

The sound she was making - a loud, squealing, rhythmic grunt, filled with pleasure and pain and confusion and humiliation and so very, very much lust.

I tried to pretend the noises weren’t familiar.  It couldn’t be her.  The one thing my wife was more disgusted by than being with a girl was anything near that forbidden hole.

Then he shifted her back, and it became quite clear that the other, less forbidden hole had been well used too…

Dazedly, I asked the girl with me who that was…

“Oh, her?  That’s the new girl.  She’s the only one of us that will take it up the ass - she’ll pretty much do anything anyone asks though.  She’s pretty popular - even with the other girls…”

Not daring to ask what that meant, I choked out:  “Wh-what’s her name?”

“Oh, we don’t know,” the girl giggled, “She won’t tell us.  She just calls herself ‘Slut’.  But honey, I’m right here, too…”

With a pout at my divided attention, the girl slid a hand down the front of my pants and grinned up at me on finding me to be mortifyingly hard.  It would be a couple more minutes before she abandoned me in disdain, taking me for just a voyeur.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the girl through the mirror.  I couldn’t find an angle where I could see her face, just could hear her squeals as she came when the first guy came in her ass…loud, confused yelps of pleasure…until she pitched forward, shuddering and whimpering in exhaustion.

The guy pulled his cock from her abused rear hole, eliciting a shocked, shuddering squeal - of what sensation or emotion it was impossible to say.  Then his friend stepped up, with a barked laugh.

“Thanks for loosening her up back there.”

The small whimpering chirps as the next guy worked his cock into the woman’s ass were confused - but when he growled a directive at her to help she levered herself up, spreading herself for him - and moaned loudly as he started to work his cock into her cum-slicked asshole.

The shocked, pleasured grunts went on for several moments until he ordered her to roll sideways, to make room for another of the men in the room…the sound she made this time was purely pleasure, as the guy took position at her other hole…

The woman’s screams of pleasure filled the room, still filled with a tinge of confusion and surprise, rising to a scream as the two men filled her holes…and her screams rose to breathy shrieks as they filled her with cum.

When they finally pulled out, leaving her on all fours - still frustratingly (mercifully?) faced away from the mirror - the woman knelt, shuddering and whimpering, immobilized by the aftershocks of her many orgasms…cumming again with a series of shocked squeaks as the second guy pulled out of her pussy…

She moaned and dripped while the guys high fived and chuckled down at the exhausted, well-used woman.  Finally, she got shakily to her feet, starting to pull up her panties, her cunt still dripping with what was clearly much more than just one man’s cum…and I tried to pretend I didn’t know that lovely back…the curve of that ass…

“What are you doing, honey?”

“I - I’m sorry, sir?”

I heard her voice - that pathetic, servile, trembling voice, thick with lust and humiliation and confusion…and utter obedience - and I died a little inside.  I still refused to believe…it couldn’t be…

“Turn around…let’s see that nasty pussy and ass of yours…”

“Yes, sir,” she whimpered.  

And turned.

And I stared into the pretty face of my wife for the first time in a week.

Her eyes were dull, those of a girl with little going on upstairs, beyond a faint look of confusion - though even now she panted slightly with obvious arousal.  At another instruction, she leaned forward, her huge tits filling the mirror, tilting her abused ass and pussy back for a better view to her…clients.

“I’m gonna go again,” one of the guys said with a grin.

“In her pussy?“

“Oh, hell no - only Leon is nasty enough to fuck that after…how many other guys came in you tonight, honey?”

A flicker of utter horror crossed her face, and her eyes welled with tears.  Her fingers twitched on the glass as her brow furrowed in…concentration?

“Um…M-more than five, sir?  I - I h-have trouble c-counting more than that…”

I choked out a sob as the guys laughed.

“But we’re the first ones in your ass tonight?”

“Y-Yes sir.  It c-costs more.  The first time.  I’ll be cheaper for the next group.”

I watched as the laughing guy moved behind her, grabbing her hips.  Watched her pretty mouth open in surprise, her eyes flicker with horror even as she let out a shocked grunt as the guy slid into her ass once more, and began to fuck her.  Her grunts began to match her wide eyes and open mouth - shocked and horrified at her obvious enjoyment of the use of her forbidden hole, her confusion slowly turning to the pure, mindless pleasure of a complete slut.

I touched my fingers to hers on the glass, eyes filled with tears, watching her huge tits bounce with each thrust…, knowing she couldn’t see me…

…knowing she couldn’t see my hard cock in my hand…couldn’t see how hard I came when she did, covering the mirror with my own cum, to match the continuing slow drip from her pussy and ass…

I’d like to say I didn’t cum again when the guy slid out of her ass with a slurp, when he told her to clean some of the cum from her pussy while she sank to her knees in front of him, when I watched her lick her slimy fingers clean, playing with her big tits and looking at the enormous cock that had just been in her ass with an expression of slutty delight…with no hint of my sweet, smart, shy wife in any part of her expression…

I’d like to say that I didn’t cum then…

The girls say she doesn’t leave the club.  She rarely leaves that room.  The owners are happy to have her stay there - not only because she just as enthusiastically pleasures them as anyone else…

But also because they often find on all fours her cleaning up after herself.  And the other girls.  Quite thoroughly.  

In fact, one of the girls confided to me, most of the girls go to the back room often themselves, when otherwise unoccupied.  Particularly if they’ve been…busy themselves. The first time she was back there with another girl, she got beneath her after the guy was done, and just started cleaning her out.  Without even being asked!

Apparently she’s not very good with her mouth down there otherwise.

But she’s getting better.

I don’t know what else to do.  

But at least I’m on the list now.

I guess I’ll see my wife again in a few more days…

Or…

Maybe I’ll come watch her again tomorrow…

Just once…


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Wander, at it again! Delicious….

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I'm a 5'3 pansexual cisgender 21yr old girl with b cup boobs, wide hips, and longer legs. I like to tease others in a somewhat bullying and low-key sexual way. I'm also a virgin and quite girly. What would your imagination want to do with me?

A bully huh? It may surprise you to learn that I’m not much a fan of bullies… you’ve come to me, thinking ill some kind of super dom? Yeah, i don’t think so… I’ve made a few tiny tweaks you your body and mind, I think the people you’ve victimized in the past, and even some of your bimbo bitch friends might really appreciate…

From this point on…. I’ve fucked with your ability to blush. You know how, if you found yourself embarrassed, blood would shoot to your face and make it all red and hot? That won’t happen anymore. Sounds like a good thing, right? Well, see, the thing is… from now on, it’s all gonna shoot elsewhere. Downwards, flooding your little pink pussy, making it all sensitive and swollen… and start dripping heavily. It’s basically the equivalent of a lady-boner, and like with guy boners, you’ll find it really difficult to concentrate and make sensible decisions once you’ve got one throbbing away between your legs.

And of course, since becoming so horny so involuntarily is going to be pretty embarrassing for you, you can see how this new type of blushing…. lets call it “Gushing”… is very prone to stacking and spiralling out of control, to the point that everyone is staring at you helplessly grind yourself on anyone (or anyTHING) nearby. How long do you think you’ll manage to hold onto your virginity? Do you think it will last long after the first time everyone points and stares at the juices running down your thighs? You might wanna stop wearing pants….. Or anything other than a light skirt…. or things are going to get rather rather humiliating rather quickly.

Especially once social media, and all the people that used to be your friends start documenting and sharing your humiliating attempts to function in public! #publicmasturbation! #omgpussyjuicemuch? #whataslut

…am i right?

“But wait” I hear you saying. “I’m a bad bitch, not some unconfident wimp! If I just don’t blush in the first place, none of this will affect me at all!”

Well, you’re partially right. But… remember how i said I made multiple twists? Sooo… I also messed with your vocabulary too, Miss Bully. Every time you speak, your brain is going to start substituting random words for full volume “porn noises”. Maybe a sultry “aahh!” maybe a slutty “mmmph!”, maybe a satisfied “mmmmmmmmm…” and every once in a while, just because i feel like fucking with you, an orgasmic “oooooh fffuuuck!!!” And don’t bother preparing for it or counting words, coz there’s no pattern to the words that get switched. At least every 20 words or so you’re going to sound like someone just unpaused a very graphic porno.

So good luck out there Miss Bully! You’re going to make a lot of new friends, although they’re really gonna enjoy making you blush and cream yourself… Come see me when you’ve learned your lesson, if I feel sorry for you, maybe I won’t force you into a job that involves public speaking!

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