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covered-up-bondage · 5 months
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Oh the simple joy of watching your favorite characters being tied to a chair
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plss-u · 11 months
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Being pinned down on your stomach being forced to take his full length in brutal thrusts. Youre full on gasping as tears build, trying to close your legs but failing as he forces them even wider leaving you so exposed. Whimpers turning into cries while you beg him to stop, you don’t want it anymore. If anything it makes him fuck you harder, no words. You just hear a soft “shhhh” in your ear as he seemingly rearranges your insides and grips your throat. This goes on for hours.. at some point you black out only to wake up on the ground sore with cum leaking down your thighs.
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linecrosser · 3 months
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Febwhump 2024 - Day 1 - Helpless
- unable to help -
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linkiscool333 · 1 month
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@la-sera @across-violet-skies
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Link on ao3 should work, here is @hyah-lian beautiful work if not.
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bangelgifs · 2 months
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BtVS 3.12 ⟺ AtS 5.20
⤷ Requested by @oveliagirlhaditright
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depravedprincess26 · 3 months
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One day you get a dick pic from an unknowing number. You don’t think much of it at first, this isn’t the first time this has happened. But then you get another dick pic from the same number the next day, then the next, then the next.
After a couple weeks you get use to it, everyday you get a text, you check it, see a new picture of a stranger’s cock, and then close the messages. But then one day the background is different, instead of being a bed or a bathroom floor, it looks like he took the picture in his car.
The next day he sends a picture of his dick pulled out while he’s in his car again, only this time the cameras angled so you can see your apartment building in the background. The pictures keep coming, every day, but they slowly get more and more concerning.
One day he sends a picture of his dick pulled out while he’s outside, and you can see the welcome mat you keep in front of your door underneath him. When you get home, you see there’s a white substance dripping down your front door.
A few days later he sends a picture of him inside, only the carpet looks too familiar. It looks like the carpet in your living room, you can even see a sliver of your coffee table in the corner of the photo.
The next day he sends a picture, but it’s darker, harder to see. You have to turn your brightness up all the way, and you can still barely see it, but you can make out his hard dick… and your sleeping face below him…
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denymethisalways · 3 months
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i need a man who gets tired of my annoying fucking talking and how often i just have to prove im smart and just puts on a humiliating gag instead of listening to my bratty bullshit. a dogbone one, spider gag/ring gag, anything to remind me to keep my mouth shut... or rather, to stop talking.
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stacysutton01 · 3 months
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Danny will be Dani now, forever?
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arctrooper69 · 3 months
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Helpless
Hello friends! I'm gonna try to get through a good chuck of Febuwhump this year!
Prompt #1: Helpless @febuwhump
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Warnings: Imperial!Tech. Mentions of needles and implied torture.
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It wasn't the fact that you couldn't move that frightened you the most. Neither was it the blinding lights of the laboratory, nor the frigid metal table that chilled your naked skin. It was the goggled clone who entered into the room behind Dr Hemlock.
"T-Tech?" The words were barely a whisper.
Dr Hemlock chuckled, "I'd like to introduce you to my new science officer. You will be under his care from here on out. I suggest you comply with his direction or things could become rather unpleasant and I don't think any of us want that."
Your heart pounded, chest tightening, threatening to choke you with every beat. You glared, the initial fear quickly succumbing to rage. "Kriff you! What did you do to him, you monster!?"
Hemlock seemed unaffected by the outburst, and simply pressed a small button.
A cry of pain wrenched itself from your lips, jaw snapping shut as a burst of electricity coursed through your body. It was over as soon as it had begun, leaving muscles to twitch as you gasped for breath.
He tutted, "Like I said, cooperate and things will go much easier for you."
He turned to the clone, "Report to me immediately if you find anything useful."
"Yes sir."
Hemlock nodded and briskly turned and walked out of the room.
"Oh Tech..." You sighed with shakey voice, unable to stop the tears running from the corners of your eyes. A mixture of horror and guilt settled deeply in your gut, threatening to poison every thought. "What did they do to you!?"
Tech was silent. He turned to a console across the room.
"Subject is alert and attempting to use emotional appeal to influence the decision making of the chief science officer." He spoke to himself, typing something into the console in front of him.
"Tech!" You shouted, tugging at the restraints,
"Answer me, dammit!"
He was silent for a moment. "Subject appears to be agitated and aggressive. Cooperation will need to be coerced if behavior continues."
"Please talk to me..." The anger seemed to melt, flooding you with a warm, heavy helplessness and heartbreak as he turned to you.
This was not your Tech. It couldn't be. That curious light behind his eyes now deadened into a steely emotionless logic.
"Please..." You pled quietly once again, "Don't you remember me?"
He pulled a metal tray beside him filled with various tools and instruments.
Gloved fingers palpated your inner arm drawing a silent gasp. For a brief fraction of a second your heart jumped at his touch - a body's hopeful instinct seeking that physical connection. Those hands had touched you before, but never so callously - never so cold.
"Relax, this will not harm you. I simply need to collect a few blood samples."
If you closed your eyes, maybe you could imagine that you were back on the Marauder. Maybe you could send yourself back to remember how Tech's fingers passionately caressed over your skin - anything to dull the cold precision of his current examining.
You jerked, pulling against the restraints that held you back. The needle didn't hurt as much as much as the look of indifference in his eyes.
"You used to love me, Tech. Don't you remember?"
He entered something into a datapad and looked up.
"This will go a lot easier if you cooperate."
You pulled against the able again, attempting in vain to rid yourself of this prison.
He regarded you cooly as he walked back to the tray beside the table. "I would advise against that."
"Please!" You pled, tears once again running down your temples, "Use that big extraordinary mind of yours to realize this is wrong!"
He was silent again. You tried to meet his eyes but he simply turned away, grabbing something off of the tray.
"Tech, please!" Your wrists were sore and raw, stinging and burning as the restraints bit at them once again, "I won't let you do this!"
He turned back to face you.
"I do not need your cooperation to gather these results. Fighting me will only make this more unpleasant for you. It is your choice."
He paused, allowing you to consider the options. Anger won over the sorrow.
"Kriff you."
He sighed, "Very well."
A barred restraint snapped across your shoulders and chest and another across your forehead. You felt them tighten - squeezing and pulling - until they allowed not even the smallest wiggle.
"Tech!" You gasped, "Please! You know me! Please don't do this!" Your voice cracked, "Please!"
"Relax, and I will be finished shortly."
"I love you, Tech. Whatever you do to me.... Just remember it isn't you."
A moment of hesitation. A fraction of a nanosecond. A tremor of a hand. One blink and it was gone. As you looked up at him, perhaps there was just a glimmer of sorrow - a single tear unshed and hidden far away. Hope that maybe with time, all could be saved.
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pratchettquotes · 1 month
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Victor stared helplessly at the city of lights. "Why us?" he said. "Why is it happening to us?" "Everything has to happen to someone," said Ginger.
Terry Pratchett, Moving Pictures
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