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#hes got sensitive ears yall... probably... i wouldnt know...
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Does Barnaby
Does Barnaby tell the others to get off his lawn when he's angry
psh, who do you think he is, an old man? he'd Bark, like any lively young dog
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haitaini · 3 years
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hanma handcuffed to the bedframe probably with a vibrator on his dick n you just leave him there so when you come back he's fucked out from overstimulation with pools of cum all over his upper body n thigh
oh god i love subby hanma so much yall dont understand..
warnings: subby hanma, femdom reader, overstimulation, subspace and aftercare. also degradation cause he lives for that shit keke
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"since you dont know how to fucking act anymore, youre gonna stay here until im done with my work, understood shuji?" you mutter, frustrated from the constant bratty behavior hes been showing all day. he nods, watching you tie the ropes around his wrists together, a pretty bright red surrounding his arms and legs, a vibrator tied to his cock as well, although its not on yet.
the thought of whats going to happen to him giving him a strong adrenaline rush, excitement flooding his brain. he is going to be properly fucked out. the mental picture of it is making his cock twitch and that does not go unnoticed by you. furrowing your brows together and frowning, you slap his thigh, making sure the impact stings after a few seconds which makes him moan out. "whore.." you mutter and continue with what youre doing.
"okay, im gonna go continue with my work, ill be back in around an hour or so, got it? nod if you do," you let out, leaning against the door frame of your shared bedroom. he nods, wondering why the vibrator isnt buzzing yet, he even thought that maybe his dick is broken. "perfect, be good okay pretty boy? ill come back soon." you grin and walk out, leaving hanma staring in confusion. why the fuck isnt it working? did she start it yet? he would call you and ask, but you gagged him using his damp, filthy boxers so hes unable to.
however, his thoughts immediately get interrupted as he feels vibrations erupting to his cock, letting out a loud muffled moan at the stimulation. he was already turned on, pent up sexual frustration eating at him which resulted in him asking for your attention the entire time while youre trying to get your report ready for work, but he wouldnt have it. because of that, he feels himself nearing to an orgasm faster than he thought he would, cock twitching uncontrollably, letting out the most pitiful whines and moans as he cums all over himself, spurting out in four powerful spurts messing up his chest.
at this point he'd have a break to calm down before he continues with you, but that did not happen and the vibrator just kept on buzzing on his poor sensitive dick. shocks of pain shooting through his body as his oversensitive cock continues getting stimulated and he realizes, oh shit, im literally gonna get tortured in this hour or so. he has tears welling up in his eyes, wetting his lashes before he unconsciously starts bucking his hips, squirming all over the bed, cock begging for the buzzing to stop. but hanma feels like he's in heaven, the pain making his head go dumb, melting out of his ears as he tries to moan out your name before cumming once again, but this time in weaker spurts.
this continues for another thirty minutes. too weak to move any part of his body, or even moan and whine. hes completely fucked out, his eyes lidded and the prettiest blush decorating his face, sweat dripping down the side of his head. you enter the room, watching him pant, his chest moving up and down and the moment he spots you, he lets out the weakest whine youve ever heard him let out. you coo at the sight, basically drowning in his own cum making you grin before you reach for the remote and turn it off. "aww look at my pretty boy, you fucked out enough yet? did you get to cum the way you were begging to earlier? huh, you fucking bratty bitch?" you murmur, watching more tears slide down his face as he nods and lets out a weak "yes mommy" in reply. "good boy, still got your manners hm? how many times did you cum?" you ask, running your fingers through his sweaty hair, your heart melting at the sight of him so weak and vulnerable. "too dumb to remember angel? thats okay, im here now. lets get you cleaned up and fed, i got your favorite, baby!" you say smiling at his attempt in grinning as you hand him a glass or room temp water. "mkay, love you."
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