#urethral insertion

[commodorecliche]

Why do the needles go in the butthole??!

To monitor sphincter function during surgeries where it could be at risk. In spine surgery, depending on the spinal level(s) being worked on, the part of the spinal cord and the spinal nerves that talk to the booty are at risk. If those nerves get damaged, the patient could lose sphincter control. So during those surgeries, we monitor the sphincter's motor function (by stimulating the motor cortex in the brain and recording the response from the sphincter muscles), and the way to do that is to stick some needles in the butthole. Sounds brutal I know 😂

#Neurophysiology is fun! #Sometimes I get to stab penises and eyes too #Well not the eyeballs themselves but the muscles attached to the sides of the eyes that make them move certain directions #There are also cool bladder catheters we have that have little electrodes on them #They can be inserted like a normal bladder catheter and the electrode on the tube sits against the urethral sphincter #Thay way we can monitor bladder function

[genshindsau]

Pleasure for Two, Punishment for One - Part Two

Summary: Genshin!au, Empress!au. Its finally Scaramouche's turn to be dealt with after having to watch you and Aether. Except the fact that you are not done with his punishment and instead drag it out until he is completely pliant and submissive for you.

CW: Dom!reader, sub!character, reverse harem, bondage, tentacle use, OOC, mentions of voyeurism, throatfucking, gagging, unsafe sex, cum eating, urethral insertion, edging, use of "no" but there is a safeword system so reader ignored him when he says no, one line mention of rimming, anal, aftercare.

Part One

On top of the wrinkled bed sheets laid a naked and exhausted Aether. He was covered in sweat, cum, and drool but he couldn't bring himself to care. All he could feel was a satisfying ache run throughout his body. He was still trembling and just coherent enough that he could barely make out the feeling of your hand on his back as you rubbed it. One of your fingers grazed his backside and he couldn't suppress the flinch. His hole was bright red and sore to the touch, indicating just how well used he was. Despite wanting to curl up to you, he couldn't even make himself move.

He vaguely made out the breathless chuckle that left your lips.

"Are you okay to stay there for a while?" It took a second to process you were talking to him. Fighting the sleepiness that was starting to settle over him, he wrestled with keeping his eyes open.

"I still have someone else to take care of," He managed to spot you, who was also nude, but then he was able to remember one more person that was in the room.

Huh, I forgot he was here, Aether distantly thought. In the same position as earlier sat Scaramouche. Instead of the intimating concubine Aether was used to, sat someone who looked completely debauched. His body was shaking, constant watery sobs and pleads left his lips, tears fell freely from his eyes and the most noticeable were the tentacles that continued to explore and play with his body.

You brushed hair behind Aether's ears while waiting for his answer. It seemed to take a few seconds to register that you were asking him something. However, in the end he was able to nod. Knowing he was most likely about to fall asleep you decided that you would clean him later. Once you're done with Scaramouche it would be best to just let them soak in the baths for a while.

Speaking of Scaramouche, you moved to get off the bed and then stood in front of him. In the back of his mind he was able to understand that you were in front of him, but he struggled with lifting his head.

"I - please - I can't, i cant, i cant, i cant," he repeated as his head fell forward, his forehead against your thighs. He had no strength left in his body and every nerve felt like it was on fire. With no idea how long he was forced to deal with this pleasurable bordering on painful torment while watching you and Aether, it felt like it would never end. He stopped counting after Aether came the fifth time and you the second.

"Is it hard? Does it hurt?" Your words may have been sympathetic, but your tone was anything but. There was mockery underneath your words and your hand roughly pulled his head back and off your thigh. He felt a rush of tears well up in his eyes at the rough treatment.

"I'm sor-" he voices fell off into a sob when the tentacle that was in his ass gave a sharp thrust causing his body to jerk as best as it could while still wrapped in ropes.

"Hmm? I couldn't hear you." You squatted in front of him, your hand still in his hair. He was granted another thrust, followed by another and he was hoping that maybe this time you would let him cum. However, the tentacle also resumed its place back into his urethra. Just a few thrusts would have made him cum, he knew that, and you definitely knew that based on the way you manipulate the tentacle with your magic. You were dead set on not letting him cum.

"I'm - ahh - sorry. pleaseplease." Scaramouche was beginning to let out garbled nonsense. His prostate was being hit with each thrust, but he couldn't cum. He couldn't cum. He couldn't cum. That thought brought fresh tears to his eyes.

He could feel the burning in his stomach as he was forced to linger on the edge. His cock felt like it was about to combust, all slick and red. The tentacle slithered down his urethra, refusing to let him properly cum and scaramouche just broke, gasping sobs leaving his lips as drool slipped out of his mouth and onto the floor.

His hair was let go by you and he slumped down a little bit due to the loss of tension.

"Scaramouche," he could vaguely recognize your voice through his muddled mind. "Look at me."

You were speaking, he could hear you, but he couldn't comprehend what you were saying. It wasn't until a hand gripped his chin and angled his face towards you that he was able to focus on something. The rest of the world blurred out as he focused on your face and your face alone. When you saw the glossy look in his eyes, indicating how lost in his mind he was become, you softened your tone.

"I suppose it would be too much to expect you to listen. At least not when you're as mindless as you are right now." You offered false sympathy as you lightly shook his head with your fingers that were gripping his chin.

"Y'know many people complain about the words you spew out. About how you're too rude, too condescending, too arrogant." One of your fingers traced the glossiness of his lips as you spoke before dipping into his mouth and running over his tongue, coating your fingers with his saliva. "Afterall, this is what got you in this position in the first place."

"I guess I'm going to have to make it to where you won't be able to speak for a while."

The next thing Scaramouche was able to distantly recognize was the feeling of something soft on his tongue. His tongue moved at the pressure and felt around the new intrusion in his mouth. He was rewarded with a small moan that left your lips. For the first time you placed a gentle and delicate hand on his head which caused Scaramouche to lean forward, pressing against it and seeking out for that comfort.

"ah - ack," Scaramouche was interrupted with a garbled cough as he pressed forward trying to chase the comfort of your hand on his head, unintentionally pushing your cock deeper into the tight cavern of his throat. Even with the coughing and the obvious fluttering of his throat, you refused to pull out, opting to hold him still and force him to get used to the feeling of your length down his throat.

You gave him a few seconds to try and calm down until the majority of the coughing subsided. Scaramouche squirmed, his hands aching to come and rest against you but all that did was ignite a slight burning in the skin around his wrist due to him straining against the rope.

You pulled back a fraction but still kept the head of your cock in his mouth. Scaramouche eagerly sucked in as much air as possible, his chest heaving with his deep breaths.

Deeming he had enough time to situate himself you tightened the grip in his hair, "Be good for me and maybe I'll let you come afterwards."

That was all the warning he got before you pushed his head forward and thrusted your hips as well. With the first thrust, you only fed him half of your cock before pulling back a little and thrusting once more, this time forcing it all the way down his throat. He squirmed and tried to pull back instinctively due to the pressure in his throat, but you held firm. You kept him against your pelvis, his nose grazing your lower stomach before loosening your grip in his hair, letting him pull back just enough to where he could breath.

You slowly thrusted into his mouth one more time until his lips were at your base before pulling out. You did this a few times before you finally started to speed up. Scaramouche was unable to focus on using his tongue or suctioning his lips, but you didn't seem to mind, happily fucking up into his mouth. Instead of worrying about that he just adverted his eyes up to your face and tried to focus on that - wanting to see that you were feeling pleasure from your harsh treatment. However, this was deemed nearly impossible due to the tears that were welling up and trickling down his cheeks.

Glug, glug, glug, gurgling sounds filled the room along with soft moans that left your lips. Looking down you had to still your hips to stop from coming. Scaramouches eyes were unfocused and glossy and his lower face was covered in cum, drool, snot, and saliva. You could tell by the way he stopped struggling against your hold that he had finally fallen into that submissive headspace.

The loss of fullness in his throat led to scaramouche blinking away his tears and trying to look at you, afraid that he had done something wrong. Hurriedly, he had stuck his tongue out and tried to lick around the part of your cock that remained in his mouth. To appease you he even tried to swallow more of your cock, until it once again touched the back of throat. Despite the small convulses in his body he did not try to move away.

"Fuck... you're killing me here." You had let go of the tight grip you had in his hair and instead rested your hand on top of his head. You took a few deep breaths in order to push down your arousal.

Once you calmed yourself down, you pulled your hips back a small bit before shallowing thrusting back in. You were gentler this time around, not making it to where he violently choked against you. Instead, you set a steady rhythm. With each thrust you would still yourself at the back of this throat for a few seconds to feel the convulsions of his throat. You would finally pull back once he started to turn a little red in the face. You kept this going until you felt the familiar twinge of arousal in your lower stomach.

"Shit," Your hips picked up their pace. "Be good for me and swallow."

Scaramouche flinched at the first taste that spurted onto his tongue before he eagerly swallowed it down. He struggled to swallow it all and instead some flowed out of the side of his mouth. You kept him held against your stomach before pulling back and taking yourself out of his mouth.

Scaramouche's throat was burning from the rough treatment, and he had hunched forward coughing.

It took a moment before he realized he was being moved. One moment he was situated on his knees and the next thing he knew he was face down on the ground. His muscles burned at the new position; his weight was now resting directly on his knees, and he tried to move them but was unable to do more than scooch them. He rested his cheek against the floor and shivered at the coolness which was in direct contrast to the heat that was run rampage in his body.

"haah.. plea-ase," His voice cracked when he felt your fingers replace the tentacle that was previously shoved up his ass. There wasn't as much of a stretch but the fact that you were now touching him instead of a tentacle caused his body to shake.

When you entered three fingers into him, he reflexively grinded back against them, desperately wanting to feel them hit that one spot inside him that always set his body aflame. You didn't reprimand him for that and instead let him do some of the work, opting to just curl your fingers.

"nghhahh, there, right there." he cried out, but his voice was so hoarse and choppy that you could barely make out what he was saying. Even as he kept thrusting back and getting his prostate hit, you weren't allowing him to cum. That damned tentacle that was in his urethra and the rope that was tied around his balls was constricting him. "pleasepleaseplease - out. Need it out," he wailed, and his body was trembling so violently that you were worried he would pull a muscle.

You pulled your fingers out of him and wrapped them around his thighs and gently massaged them. He whined at the loss of touch, but his body unconsciously relaxed under your fingers that were pushing into the muscle on his thighs. You kept doing that until he became pliant once more and was not at a risk of harming himself.

"Relax," you cooed, moving to grip both of his cheeks with your hands and spread them. A small chuckle passed your lips when you saw his hole gaping and fluttering.

"cant." He gasped out. "hurts... need t' cum. please plea - ahh!" A throaty scream escaped his lips when he felt your tongue lick around his rim. You moved to kiss his cheek and traveled kisses and licks up his spine until you reached his neck. Your fingers traced the intricate ropes before tugging them and forcing his upper body off the ground. You continued to pull until he was once more on sat up on his knees but now, he had his back pressed against your chest.

Your cock situated itself right in between his ass cheeks and you rutted against him. "Want to cum?" It was a teasing question.

Scaramouche weakly nodded. "please. 'm sorry, I wont - I won't" his throat was burning through his pleads and in some distant part of his mind he knew he should not be talking anymore but he couldn't bring himself to worry about it. "won't talk back, wont be rude. prom-promise."

You both knew this was lie and that in a few days' time he will be the same condescending and rude concubine he always is but right now at this moment, he completely believed what he is saying.

"Promise," you decided to play along.

"Promise," he whined out.

"Alright. You're done with your punishment. I suppose you should get your reward."

He felt the slickness of the tentacles leave his entire body. All that is left from them was a trail of wetness that left goosebumps rising in their wake. The second you pulled it out of his urethra a scream left his lips. His hips tried to buck away from the feeling but he couldn't. All those previous denied orgasms that were pushed back due to the tentacle stopping them came rushing over him tenfold. His cock spurted out load after load and it felt like a never-ending pleasure to him that was becoming painful. His body shook uncontrollably against your hold. He wasn't sure how it felt like he was still cumming, his hole gaping and spasming.

It took a while for his body to calm down and even then, he was still having shaking. One of your hands had wrapped around his waist and rested on his stomach and was rubbing small circles onto it. In his twitching, the hands behind his back had grazed your cock a few times and despite your own arousal pressing against him you were well aware that he could be too sensitive to deal with anything else.

Scaramouche had felt the twitching of your own cock against his back and fingers. Despite the oversensitivity in his body, he still craved for the closeness of you inside him. He could handle one more, he wanted to feel you inside of him this time instead of the sliminess of the tentacle.

"s'okay," he managed to whisper out. At the same time one of his hands clumsily grasped your cock. His thumb ran over the tip (or at least tried to) before struggling to position it at his entrance.

You raised an eyebrow, "You sure?"

He eagerly nodded, "please."

You positioned yourself at his entrance and was able to easily sink into him. The breath was knocked out of Scaramouche and a loud keen left his lips and his back arched. Once you were completely sheathed inside him you let out a shuddering breath as he twitched sporadically around you. You knew this would be a short round, Scaramouche would probably be able to cum one more time before his body would no longer be able to handle anything else.

You pulled out only a small amount before shallowly thrusting into him, trying not to hit his prostate just yet. With each thrust, small uh - uh - uh's passed through his lips. Even with these shallows thrust he felt his stomach tighten. His orgasm was building and embarrassingly quickly too. His crying only got louder because he knew he couldn't hang on anymore.

"c-cumming," he managed to wheeze out. His whole body became tense and he squeezed down on your own cock. You let out a groan of your own, a small orgasm wracking through your body. It wasn't overly strong but it did not bother you. Scaramouche's on the other hand was strong, too strong. His mouth fell open in a silent scream and his body had convulsed before he fell completely slack, mind falling in and out of consciousness.

He felt the tension of the rope released from his body. He was distantly aware that he was falling forward but he couldn't make his body move. He didn't hit the ground and instead fell right into your arms. He first recognized your scent and unconsciously nuzzled into your chest wanting to be surrounded by the smell. He felt a new pressure around his body but this time instead of the coarseness of rope he felt the softness of skin as you wrapped your arms around him.

You sat down on the ground and situated yourself before moving him into a more comfortable position on your lap. One hand came up to run through his tangled-up hair whilst the other took to wiping away all the dried up cum and drool. You couldn't do a perfect job with just your hand, but you managed to clear up some so that it was not sticking onto his face.

Scaramouche was letting out small puffs of air that had undertones of wheezes in them, showcasing how well used his throat was.

You should get one of the servants to make him a tea, you thought while your hand left his jaw and mindlessly went to rub his throat.

Scaramouche opened his lips but strained to say something, anything but he couldn't due to the throbbing in his throat from his crying and your treatment of it. He unconsciously squirmed away from the hand at his throat.

You were befuddled before realizing that he thought you were going to start another round since you usually place your hand on his throat during sexual encounters. Quickly moving your hand to his shoulder, your cooed at him and brought him closer to you.

"shh, it's alright you're all done." He lost the last bit of tension in his body and slumped against you. "You did so good for me." If he had the energy, he would have preened at your words but all he could managed was a shaky smile.

Neither of you moved from your position on the floor for a while. It wasn't until you felt his breath even out and his body become pliant that you decided to stand up. You kept him in your arms as you carried him to the joining bathroom. He let out small sounds at the jostling but did not open his eyes. You carefully settled him on one of the cushions set aside the tub and used magic to start the tub.

Once it was filled up and at an appropriate temperature you carefully maneuver him into the tub making sure not to aggravate any of the rope burns. You did not join him and instead, once he was settled, let go of him and went to stand up. At the loss of your touch Scaramouche couldn't help the panic that welled up inside him. His eyes snapped open and one of his hands weakly clutched onto your arm.

"Do - " He winced as the pain in his throat finally settled in. He wanted to tell you not to leave him, but he couldn't. You could see the despair in his eyes and reached out to pet his head before moving to caress his cheek.

"I have to get Aether too, lovely." Even with your reassurance he didn't want you to let go of him. He shook his head and clutch onto you tighter. He wasn't jealous at this moment but instead all he could focus on was the fact that in order for you to get Aether, you would have to leave him and that caused an unimaginable amount of panic to form inside him. He did not want to be alone when he was feeling as vulnerable as he was right now.

You let out a sigh and squatted down behind the tub and ran your hand through his hair.

"You trust me, right?" you kept your tone light as you played with strands of his hair. He had his knees curled up and was resting his head against them.

He nodded without hesitation, and you couldn't help the pride that resonated in your chest.

"Then I want you to close your eyes and stay in this position for 30 seconds alright." As you were speaking, you had let your magic cast over him and mimic an embrace. You also mimicked the feeling of your hand playing with his hair. Once you felt confident in your spell, you had slowly and quietly gone to grab Aether who was still laying on the bed. His eyes blearily blinked open when you lifted him in your arms.

"Finally done with him?" He whispered but there was no malice in his tone. He was well aware that Scaramouche had gone through a tough punishment and that he would be dealing with some discomfort for a while.

You hummed in acknowledgment as you reentered the bathroom. Scaramouche was in the same position as you left him, and you breathed a sigh of relief.

The tub was more than large enough to fit the three of you, so you had place Aether in and made sure the both of them were comfortable before joining them. You made sure to sit in between them because even in their headspaces (or rather Scaramouche's, Aether seemed more well recovered) they could spiral.

Within a few minutes of joining them, you could feel weight against one of your shoulders (Aether fell asleep first) and then on the other side of your body, Scaramouche nudged under your arm so that he could lay against your chest.

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[kisakis-boyfriend]

Plugged Up

Pairings: Izana x reader

Warnings: GN!reader, dom!reader, sub/bottom!Izana, sex toys, vibrators, urethral play, edging, overstimulation

Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot

Author's Note: This is a fun little Izana request to kick off my non-spooky fics again. Hope you all enjoy seeing this pretty boy get wrecked ❤️

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

With his muscles tensed and eyes shut tight, Izana threw his head over the back of the chair as another orgasm drew closer. Digging into his palms roughly as that climax that he desperately needed was ripped away from him so cruelly

This wasn't really your plan. You were just going to tie up your partner and edge him for a bit, stroking him over and over while denying a release until he begged with tears running down those pretty brown cheeks. After Izana came within the first two minutes though, you had a change of heart

Since your eager boy couldn't stop himself from cumming, you'd simply plug his hole up. All of his holes actually; inserting a vibrating plug into his tight ass, a ball gag into his noisy mouth, and a nice metal rod in his dick

“I told you not to cum, angel. Shoulda listened.” You replied in a sing-song tone. The playful smirk on your face sends shivers up your partner's spine, shaking his head as the remote in your hand clicks and the vibrations inside of him become even more intense. Izana choked out some pitiful, muffled plea as his cock twitched within your grasp, far too sensitive from being squeezed and stroked vigorously while it was stuffed with a sounding rod to prevent another release without your permission

The overstimulated man swallowed dryly, his body slumping on the chair after you had turned the vibrator off. The relief only extended so far since you hadn't stopped stroking him yet, using one hand to glide up and down his shaft and the other to lovingly touch his thigh. Izana was swept up in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, unsure of how to deal with the harsh treatment to all of his holes and his cock while you caressed his body and leaned forward to kiss his face. Soft lips connecting with his neck paired with a light slap to his dick was just too much!

“I know you'll be good for me, right Izana? You won't cum again until I say so?” Some instinct buried deep within his hazy mind forced him to nod his head, blinking away salty tears as he met your expectant gaze. Even though his thighs were trembling, on the verge of shooting cum onto his chest because of your nonstop handjob, the smile spreading across your face made his heart flutter

Fingers brushed against Izana's hip bone on your way to grab his waist, whispering against his ear, “I know you will, you're my good boy. My good boy, yeah? I can do whatever I want to this beautiful body, right?” Izana moaned around the gag in his mouth, nodding along to every question while his hips thrust into your fist with a mind of their own

“You like when I take control, don't you?” You breathed against Izana's sensitive neck, trailing open-mouthed kisses across his shoulders. Pathetic whines fell from him when you sneakily turned on the vibrator again, turning it up as high as it could go and watching his reaction with a sadistic gleam in your eyes. Your darling's stomach tightened as he, once again, neared his climax. Grinding down onto the chair and digging his heels into the floor, painfully hard yet unable to do anything with the metal plugging up his throbbing cock

“Oh? What's wrong, baby? Is it too much?” You pretended to be sympathetic towards your partner's frustration. Another frantic shake of his head and a broken sob prompted you to play with his tip while retorting, “Too bad~”

Izana seemingly broke after that, begging for mercy with gorgeous teary eyes while you giggled at his desperation. Tapping the bit of metal sticking out of his cock and teasing him by pulling the rod out just a tiny bit, then pushing it back in while he cried at having his only relief snatched away

After a little more teasing you felt as though Izana had taken enough punishment. The plug in his ass promptly calmed down to a low buzz, enough to still feel that it was on but not nearly as overwhelming as the sensation had been for a while. Tilting your lover's chin up with a soft touch, you asked, “D'you wanna cum now, Izana? Did you learn your lesson?”

With shaky breath he moaned an ‘mhm’, batting his wet lashes at you and leaning into your touch. The extra adorableness earned Izana a kiss to the plastic lodged in between his lips; a teasing gesture that caused a small whine to escape. The brush of your lips against his was pleasant even if it was barely noticeable through so much drool

“Alright, baby. I'm gonna pull the rod out now, you ready?” You questioned, cupping Izana's face. Again he nodded, and you slowly removed the intrusion from his dick, teasing him a little more by pushing it back almost all the way in before removing it fully. With nothing to block the way, Izana would finally be able to release everything pent up inside from your mean teasing. What the naive man didn't realize is that you weren't going to stop until you had drained every last drop of cum out of him

That initial release nearly caused Izana to fall forward, inevitably taking the chair that he was still tied to with him, had you not been quick enough to stop him. The force of his orgasm was enough to knock the wind from his lungs, shooting thick ropes all over his chest and dribbling down your fingers as you squeezed more out of him

The second release after that one was just as intense. With sweat dripping onto his soft thighs as he realized that you planned on making him cum over and over. Izana's brows knitted together while the plug in his ass gradually worked back up to a high intensity, causing his muscles to clench around the toy while your lips wrapped around his cock, focussing only on the red tip and pulling off right before another cumshot could fill your mouth

The third and final release was a bit pitiful to watch, but also hot as hell. As Izana's head hung down in exhaustion, soft cries reached your ears. You tilted your head up to find your lover almost passed out, with his eyes glossed over and tear streaks covering his face, whimpering like a dog while you rubbed his inner thighs. “Aw honey, don't give out just yet. Gimme one more, I know you can do that for me.”

In his semi-conscious state, Izana quietly moaned some agreement. Through his exhaustion he managed to buck his hips into your fist, meeting every downward stroke until that tight feeling within his core signaled the end of this backhanded reward. It was almost a dry orgasm as his previous three climaxes had drained him completely, but you forced it out of him anyways. Going back to suck on Izana's already marked up neck while your cum-coated hand stroked the head of his cock, thumbing over the slit which earned a small whimper from your baby before his last load spurted out

After Izana's muscles were visibly relaxed, you turned off the vibe in his hole and stood up to begin untying him. Removing the gag first and wiping the spit from his lips then placing a quick kiss to them. “Hey, stay awake for just one more minute, Izana. Just long enough for me to untie you, 'kay?”

“Y-yeah...ok...” He whispered, already succumbing to sleep after your strenuous activity. So you did your best to be swift without hurting him, removing the ropes and scooping your boyfriend up in your arms before he ever had the chance to fall out of the chair. What followed next was a barrage of kisses and gentle praise while you cleaned and then wrapped Izana up in one of your hoodies before cuddling on the couch for a while

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[ghostofaboy]

Pushing

Summary: Jack and Javier try something new as they continue to push each other boundaries.

Pairing: Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels/Javier Peña Rating: Explicit. Serious over 18s only | Word Count: 1551

Warnings: Anal beads, mentions of deep throating, mentions of spanking, mentions of lingerie, mentions of sounding, anal gaping, Jack being a brat

Note: This as not been beta read so I apologize for any mistakes. This is a fic with gay/bi characters. Please make sure you’ve read the warnings.

“I hate you.”

Jack chuckled, the sounds rumbling low in his chest. “No you don’t, you fuckin’ liar.”

Javier scowled, pushing Jack’s knees up closer to his shoulder to expose his asshole. Locking eyes with Jack, Javier slowly smirked. 

“You talk too fucking much, Jack.” Javier ran his tongue slowly over his lips as he took in the view. “You’re a fucking brat.”

“So what’cha gonna do, huh?” Jack grabbed his knees, pulling them back to simultaneously spread his ass open more and lift his head up to look at Javier. “What exactly are y-”

Jack’s words were cut short as Javier started to push the first bead into his waiting hole. It wasn’t that big, around the size of the tip of a thumb, but Jack couldn’t stop himself moaning as it entered him. Javier laughed softly, rubbing the lube on the next bead, slightly larger in size before easing that in too.

“You were saying?” Javier hummed, watching Jack’s cock twitch. The thick shaft moving of its own accord with the first pearls of precum forming on the tip. Leaning forward keeping his eyes locked with Jack’s, Javier gently licked the droplets away, pulling another moan from the other man.

“Fuck.” Jack let his head drop back down onto the pillow, while still holding his knees close to his shoulders.

“Yup.” Javier laughed, easing the next bead in, marvelling as Jack’s hole briefly opened before swallowing the small ball.

One by one, Javier fed five more beads into Jack’s twitching entrance. Starting from the size of a fingertip to the size of a golf ball by the time the fifth bead stretched Jack’s hole. Jack was panting, groaning and swearing as his arousal took over. Javier loved seeing Jack like this.

Since the night they’d met in a dive bar and hurriedly fuck round the back, they had been pushing each other boundaries. Trying new things, new kinks, just to see how much the other could take.

Once Jack had choked Javier on his cock, laying the DEA agent flat on a bed with his head hanging off the edge. Bit by bit, Javier had taken Jack’s cock until Jack was able to throat fuck him. Javier had come just from the obscene wet strangled sounds coming from his own throat before Jack had painted his face in his release. 

Another time, Jack had surprised Javier by turning up to his office, wearing lacy lingerie. The tiny baby blue panties had stayed on while Javier spanked Jack over his knee. Jack has spilled himself untouched on his hands and knees with Javier’s fingers buried in his ass, still wearing his beautiful suspenders and stockings. 

The last time they had met up, in a sleek Manhattan hotel Jack had insisted on, Javier had allowed the other man to do something Javier had always wanted to try. Javier had ended up having the most intense orgasm of his life after letting Jack sound him. Watching Jack carefully and gently insert a slim metal rod into his urethral, Javier knew that the two of them had something special. But what that was called and whether or not it could be sustained, Javier didn’t know. There seemed to be only one rule when it came to their meet ups - no shop talk.

Two more beads stretched Jack’s hole as precum dribbled out of his cock, making a small stream from his stomach down his side. Javier paused, slowly pulling the latest bead back out slightly until it sat just in Jack’s entrance. The opening yawned around the silicone ball and Javier’s cock twitched at the obscene sight.

“You got two more left.” Javier looked down at the last two beads of the chain, the final one around the size of a billiard ball. “You still good, Jack?”

“What’s it look like?” Jack lifted his head slightly, looking down towards his ass. “My-my ass? It lookin’ good?” 

“Better than good, baby. Hot.” Javier laughed, giving Jack’s balls a playful tug. “Love seeing your ass stretched like this. Fucking dirty.”

Jack laughed, dropping his head again. “Fuck, then do it. Ruin my hole, Javi.”

A growl rumbled out of Javier, surprising even himself, as he tenderly eased the next bead into his lover’s expectant entrance. Jack gasped and whined as his thighs trembled. Arching his back as the black bead breached the ring of muscle, pulling it wide as it swallowed the bead. Javier paused, stroking his own cock as Jack adjusted to the bead joining its friends deep inside him, watching as the other man let out shaky breaths.

“Fuck.” Jack choked out, his cheeks flushed as he released his grip on his knees to let them drop down. “Gonna… gonna come.”

“There’s just one more.” Javier purred, leaning over Jack, still stroking his cock. “You can take it. I want to see you take it, Jack.”

“I don’t… fuck… I don’t think I’ll make it.” Jack rasped. 

“You want me to start pulling them out?” Javi gently rubbed along Jack’s quivering legs. 

Blinking away the heady intoxication, Jack thought for a moment before shaking his head. “No. Last one. I’m gonna spill, but I want it in.”

“Sure?”

“Yup.” Jack panted, opening his legs as much as he was able. “Get it past the rim. Stretch me.”

With a rush of desire, Javier climbed up Jack’s body until his lips found his lover’s. Pushing his tongue deep, Javier sloppily kissed Jack, feeling their cocks delicately nudging against each other. Moaning into Javier’s mouth, Jack’s hips instinctively jerked upwards, seeking out the friction, only for him to drop back with a needy whimper. 

Pulling away and resuming his position between Jack’s legs, Javier began to apply the lube to the final bead. It hung down, grazing the bedsheets, tethered to the others by the cord as though eager to join them. Rolling it in his hands, Javi marveled at the size of it, his cock leaking at the thought of it holding Jack’s hole open for him. 

Then slowly, tenderly, Javi began to ease the final bead, listening as Jack swore and huffed as it stretched his entrance open wide. As it breached, Javi felt resistance and realized it was most likely the other beads blocked the path. The result was exactly what Jack had asked for, with the bead holding his asshole open, stretching the skin taut around the black silicone.

And just as he’d said, Jack came. With a shudder and a loud, throaty moan, Jack arched his back as thick ropes began to spurt from his twitching cock. Immediately, Javi reached for him, stroking Jack’s cock through his climax, pumping his own length as he milked Jack.

Jack trembled, shooting sticky blobs over his stomach as he loudly cried Javier’s name. Javier could feel his own peak fast approaching and, letting go of Jack, moved to straddle Jack’s hips, aiming his cock towards his lover’s chest and face. Looking up at him with dazed eyes, Jack grinned, watching Javier’s hand as it began to frantically pump his burning hot length.

“Come on Javi.” Jack cooed, reaching out with a shaking hand to pinch one Javier’s nipples, pulling a growl from him. “Come on me. You look so fuckin’ gorgeous. I want your come all over me.”

Baring his teeth, Javier involuntarily twitched his hip forward as his vision went white. Time slowed as waves of pleasure washed over him, his muscles tensing, and his hand faltered as Javier’s release exploded out of him. Letting out a guttural groaning cry, Javier painted Jack’s chest and chin with his seed, prompting Jack to stick is tongue out in a vain attempt to catch some of the salty come. 

Finally, his strokes became too much as his orgasm abated and Javier slumped backwards, sitting between Jack’s legs once more, gazing into his gaping bead filled ass. Jack lay boneless on the bed, drenched in sweat, his hair plastered to his head. Javier had to smile at the massive grin on Jack’s lips, clearly still reeling from his intense climax.

“Wait there.” Javier croaked out, climbing off the bed on shaking legs and grabbing his phone from his jacket on the floor.

“Fuck. Are you serious? I need you to pull them out now.” Jack whined. “Javi, please? It’s too much. They’re still rubbin’ my-”

“I know.” Javier shushed Jack, lifting the phone up and opening the camera. “I want photos first. This is too fucking good. You look fucking obscene and I want to remember.”

“Nooo.” Jack scowled, sticking his bottom lip out and giving Javier his biggest pleading eyes. “Please?”

“Keep still.” Javier commanded, his flaccid dick feeling a jolt of electricity as Jack immediately obeyed. “Photos first. Then I’ll pull them out. Be a good boy, you know how to do that, don't you.”

As Javier clicked away, filling his photo is shot after shot of Jack, the come and his yawning hole, Jack continued to pout but remained still. Finally, satisfied that he had enough photos, Javier switch his camera to video mode, kneeling between Jack’s quivering thighs and propping the phone up for the best view.

“All right cowboy.” Javier hit record before taking hold of the handle at the end of the bead chain. “You ready for part two?”

#agent whiskey #jack 'whiskey' daniels #javier peña #kingman #kingsman: the golden circle #narcos #pedro pascal character fiction

[elisegravesbondageliberation]

2.4mm of Rubber Heaven

My most recent trip to visit Studio Gum in Germany included meeting two awesome new friends -Cymbelin and Lady Silver. This real life kinky young couple were such a pleasure to meet and play with, as they are truly passionate about their play! Lady Silver and I stuff the lucky Cymbelin's ass with an electrode and then zip him into his custom made Studio Gum 2.4mm rubber sleep sack. I have never seen or felt such a thick bag - it is truly incredible! He has two layers of rubber hoods on his head, which are connected to a motorized value. His cock is also wired up for some electro, including a small urethral insert. The game begins when the valve and electro are fired up! Cymbelin has to decide whether he wants his air cut off or if he wants to suffer some really intense electro sensations! Watch as he writes around in his thick rubber cocoon! I couldn't help but laugh and laugh at his suffering, knowing that he loves this type of play. It was an honor and a pleasure to meet these two and I look forward to playing more in the future!

#rubber #latexx #fendon #b d s m

[manjiroscum]

tangerine dreams

Character/s: Taiju Shiba

Warnings: f!reader, sexual themes, established relationship, mature language, reader is a milf, use of urethral sounding rod, submissive taiju + he has a big 🍆, nipple play, use of "mommy", and use of pet names. Minors do not interact.

Note: this piece is for bby apollo @httphaitani’s Not so tough now collab 🧡

Synopsis: Losing to a bet has never been sweeter.

WC: 1k

Helpless—completely helpless. In all his years of being a man who feared nothing but the god he worshipped or has passed every hurdle thrown at him by a mischievous universe, Shiba Taiju was feeble like a newborn babe under the weight of his wife staring down at him with an amused expression. You were dressed in nothing but your lingerie while he was stripped bare. It was the perfect opportunity to spend time cuddling under the sheets or having sex. But no, you two weren’t here for that and tonight wasn’t like the ordinary ones. However, as much as he would have liked to curse his lucky stars for failing him in the bet you initiated this morning, being in such a compromising position that no one has ever had the privilege of seeing, Taiju was obedient and followed the commands you gave. To lay there, be quiet, with his hands behind his head, and never to move an inch as you teased the tip of his cock with the silver urethral sounding rod you had been waiting to use on him for months. An object so tiny but so daunting in his eyes that anyone in his position would be afraid. However, he wasn’t going to be a coward. After all, you did promise you knew how to use it and if he did not want to continue, you would readily stop.

Still, for someone as beautiful and innocently charming, you do have a mean streak.

A hiss slipped past his lips when you slowly inserted the toy, hands shooting up and about to hold his weeping cock that had been relentlessly teased by your tongue only for them to be slapped away. Your displeased reaction caused him to frown slightly out of impatience.

“What did I say ‘bout touching, mhm?” you purred, pushing back your husband’s hands away before raising a brow. “Or have you forgotten already? Maybe I shouldn’t let you cum afterward as punishm—”

“N-no, please.” Taiju’s low voice was unable to mask the desperation behind it that sent a thrill up your spine. “Please, let me cum. I’ll be… a good boy. For you.” Painful and humiliating it was to say it aloud, Taiju knew better than to be stubborn. You were never going to let him cum if he acted out and tried to stop this play. Plus, he was the loser of the fun bet you initiated during breakfast. Whoever could guess what the children wanted for dinner could do anything they wanted. Asking them was forbidden. Whatever the winner wants, the loser shall follow and he was the loser to this little game of yours. Despite knowing he was bound to be defeated, Taiju had no qualms in following through to the very end.

A smirk graced your lips, nodding approvingly at Taiju’s cooperation. Such a sight of him being submissive, the same man who would never back down from a fight, reduced to a stammering mess under your touch was intoxicating. “Good boy,” you whispered sweetly, knowing he found the praise infuriating yet exhilarating at the same time. Your hand grabbed the bottle of lube sitting by your thighs and poured another ample amount on his twitching cock. The veins that decorated and ran down the sides were so pretty under the light. While humming, you wrapped a hand around his hot and throbbing cock that was spilling clear pre-cum, carefully spreading the liquid around. Taiju watched in trepidation as you poured more lube on the toy until you brought it back to the entrance of his urethra once again, slowly inserting it. Taiju couldn’t help but let out a moan.

“Shh, you’ll wake the kids. You don’t want them to hear their daddy whining like a bitch in heat, yeah?” Your grin was so wicked that Taiju almost thought he married the devil reincarnated on earth instead of the pretty and dutiful wife he knew. Those words that left your mouth caused a great deal of redness and warmth to spread across his face that was masked by lust. Those eyes of his glaring at you, practically begging for you to let him cum. But of course, where was the fun in that?

Another strangled grunt rumbled in your husband’s throat the moment you pushed the rod further in, eyes drinking the way Taiju’s cock was twitching and throbbing uncontrollably in your hand. It was a strange sensation indeed, especially with the rod inside his cock. Taiju couldn’t describe it other than it being close to the urge to pee. You figured the rod’s depth was alright and soon abandoned his dick in favor of playing and pinching with his nipples that were stiff to the touch. Your husband whined at the stimulation, his cock bobbing and slapping on his stomach, back arched. You cooed at his adorable reaction, pussy folds dripping in desire and subconsciously grinding your aching clit on his thigh. Taiju was far too deep in the throes of chasing after his climax to notice your own needs, thick fingers clutching the sheets around you both. He fought back the urge to growl and just cum, to ignore your orders. Yet, he was going to be a good boy—a good husband for you. And to be so, he has to wait for you to order him to cum then and there.

“C-cum, I wanna cum.” His throaty groan turned into a whine by the end, close to tipping on the edge. It was all too much—the rod, your fingers pinching and twisting his nipples, and your drenched panties rubbing on his thigh. He wanted to cum—now. “Please remove it, mommy. P-please! Wanna cum! Fuck, l-let me cum!” White almost prevailed in Taiju’s eyes, the golden irises rolling back in ecstasy. “Please, m-mommy!”

Fortunately for your husband, you took heed to his words and slipped the rod out of his cock. The moment it got out, Taiju groaned and spurted out ropes of warm thick cum that splattered onto your breasts and on his stomach. Tongue licking your lower lip, you giggled at the way Taiju was out of breath.

“Such a good boy.”

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[justagamerandaweeb]

Welp, I guess I'm doing this.

Hi, my names justagamerandaweeb, or TheWritingWeeb, or King, or whatever the fuck you wanna call me, it doesn't matter, and welcome to my blog. It's clearly nothing special, as you can see, but it's whatever honestly.

My birthday is January 21st, I'm 18, and I'm just a guy trying to get through this Tumblr bullshit.

About me:

All you need to know about me is that I'm antisocial, both IRL, and on the internet. I don't really talk to people that I know IRL as I don't think they're interested in me. That, and I'm to scared to talk to anyone, period.

And as for online, I think it's a waste of time (If you make random arguments that you are entitled to on the internet against people you've have never seen before in real life, you are a fucking loser that has nothing better to do with your life).

I consider myself as talentless. Outside of this writing shit (4 years into the game), I have no talents at all. I mean, I have a guitar, I can only play a few notes, but outside of that, I don't amount to anything in the real world, hence why I'm here (and you could say the same right? Unless you got a job or a career that means something).

I mostly write for entertainment, not to make friends, but lets see if you guys can change that (if you even take the time to acknowledge me).

What I like:

Friends, food, video games, music, YouTube, writing, having fun when I have the opportunity, and I think that's about it.

What I don't like:

People who treat their loved ones like shit, jealousy, hate, fear, the pain of loss, losing someone or something you love, people who push their friends and family under the bus to reach some sort of status, and that's about it as well.

Rules:

Do not insult me, do not come after me for whatever reason I did, do not come after my friend(s), and do not request me to do grotesque things if I don't feel comfortable writing about it.

What I can do:

If and when I have the gumption to open my requests, here are the things I can write:

Vanilla, BDSM, Threesome (MMF, FFM, MMM, FFF), AU's, pegging, maybe HC's, SFW content, maybe a little bit of dead dove: do not eat (only gore though), and maybe some other stuff I can't name.

What I won't do:

The content that I will not contain the following: Lolicon, Shotacon, futanari, scat, watersports/Golden Shower, rape, necrophilia, zoophilia, anal and vaginal stuffing (putting random objects in the female genitalia and anus), bug play, urethral insertion, earfucking, and anything that I am dissatisfied writing.

Masterlist of characters:

Yoriichi Tsugikuni:

Mating Season

Michikatsu Tsugikuni/Kokushibo:

Warmth (Revamped)

Kyojuro Rengoku:

True love

Bonded Together Forever

Comfort Through Pleasure

A Message

Senjuro Rengoku:

TLC (Tender, Loving Care)

Tengen Uzui:

A Message

"Fluffy Bunny..."

Tanjiro Kamado:

A New Experience

A new Experience (Revamped)

My Blossom...

Loss.

Giyuu Tomioka:

Sun-Kissed

Drunk Sex

Iguro Obanai:

Sun-Kissed

Sanemi Shinazugawa:

Drunk Sex

Gentle

Akaza:

Filling

Mitsuri Kanroji:

Different

Experiment

Kocho Shinobu:

Experiment

Muzan Kibutsuji:

Candle

Deflowered (Revamped)

Lady Tamayo:

Worth

Sweet

Douma (I'm not making his name a rainbow):

Somnophilia

Filling

Enmu:

Somnophilia

Kaigaku:

I'm in Control

Gyutaro:

True Beauty

Peer Pressure

Aizetsu:

Sekido:

Hikikomori

Curiosity

Confliction

Miscellaneous:

Goku vs. Akaza

Wake up.

Redemption.

Spider-Man 2 pics

Ghost of Tsushima Pics

Nathan.

Brotherhood.

Love and Family.

Samuel.

Second Son.

Clean House.

Season 4:

EP 1

EP 2

Well, that's all there is to it. See you, I guess.

#pinned post #pinned info #pinned intro #about me #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #anime #yoriichi tsugikuni #akaza #rengoku kyojuro #giyuu tomioka #sanemi shinazugawa #muzan kibutsuji #lady tamayo #rengoku senjuro #tengen uzui #obanai iguro #mitsuri kanroji #douma #kaigaku #gyutaro #enmu #aizetsu #sekido

[psychotrenny]

They call me Sound of Mind they way I'm always doing Psychic Urethral Insertion

#improba posting

[macgyvermedical]

Great question @iputmybloodintothis !

For the purposes of this post I'm assuming you mean urinary catheters. Other types of catheters, including IV/central line catheters, chest tubes, etc... can be covered on request.

The answer is that we have examples of urinary catheters going back to 3000 BCE. There were catheters found in Pompeii and ancient Egyptian archeological sites.

These were what we would today call "straight caths"- catheters that were inserted to drain the bladder and then immediately removed. This is because there are lots of problems that come up as we age that prevent urine from passing out of the bladder. Some of these include bladder paralysis, bladder stones, urethral strictures or inflammation (swelling or scarring shut of the tube that sends urine from bladder to toilet), or prostate enlargement.

It's also a pretty simple concept for olde timey medical folks- person can't pee, but they really have to pee, so we're gonna stick a tube up where the pee comes out to get the pee out. The ability to do this would have been life saving.

Despite being life saving, they were not comfortable. Ancient catheters were made of reeds, straw, or onion leaves. Hopefully this was an occasional problem for an individual, and not a multiple-times-per-day one.

Over the course of history, reed or straw-type disposable catheters gave way to metal re-usable ones. These came in silver, brass, copper, gold, and lead. They were not particularly malleable, but could be curved to fit the individual who was using them.

In 1752, Benjamin Franklin's brother needed a catheter due to urinary obstruction from bladder stones. The inventor created a silver coil catheter that would have been one of the first flexible catheters available. Below you can see the catheter he invented. The top tube is actually a tightly wound silver spring, which would be covered with gut to make it waterproof. The bottom tube is an insert that would be used to give rigidity while inserting or applying the gut. It is also thought that Franklin himself used this later in his life.

In the late 1800s, the first flexible rubber catheters were created. They unfortunately tended to break down when exposed to urine, leaving debris behind in the bladder. This got a little better once rubber vulcanization and latex rubber were invented.

It wasn't until 1935 that the modern Foley catheter was invented. The Foley catheter is named after it's inventor Fredric Eugene Basil Foley, who designed a catheter with a balloon on the part inside a patient's bladder. The balloon was filled with sterile water or saline, and was inflated to keep the catheter in place. Prior to this, if continuous drainage of a bladder was needed, an ordinary rubber straight catheter would be stitched or taped to the labia or head of the penis.

Today catheters are either made of latex or (more commonly where I am) silicone. People who are paralyzed or have chronic problems emptying their bladders may self-straight cath several times per day. People who need continuous bladder drainage (say, during or just after a surgery where they are unable to get out of bed temporarily, after bladder/prostate surgery, for precise intake/output measurements, when a patient has severe skin breakdown and is incontinent) usually have a foley catheter inserted. Today they look a lot like this:

As far as unconscious/confused people go, they pretty much just pee. Catheters carry a risk of infection, so unless there is a very specific reason for one, we often don't put one in unless the person couldn't pee without it, or them peeing the bed would be detrimental to them physically (severe wounds, need for perfect immobilization, surgeries, etc...).

#catheters #foley catheters #urinary catheters #whump reference #writing reference

[half-ass-k-o]

💙 about thing ig 💙

levi | 16+ blog | he/they | bi

*long post/nsfw mentions under the cut*

i write nsfw and sfw

i write for all genders (gender will be neutral if not specified)

i write jschlatt x reader and wilbur soot x reader

~

✅ will write:

praise/degrading kink

spanking or whatever that's called

overstimulation

i'll write piss but only if u beg 😈

anything that isn't in my will not write

~

❌ will not write:

fart or shit stuff (not to judge but ew 🤢🤮)

vore/inflation

rape (why would i write that-)

urethral insertion (my biggest fucking fear idk why-)

~

requests are always open

dni with nsfw posts if underage

#intro post #jschlatt x reader #wilbur soot smut #wilbur soot x reader #jschlatt smut

[cryptidcircusco]

That would be such a perfect fic for random object insertion, or comically large dildos at least. Just stretching him more and more until all he can feel is the pressure on his prostate hhnngggh

insertion in other holes too. Idk if you’re a freak like that but urethral insertion….does something to my brain.

—🪶

You know I’ve always had a vague thing for sounding or urethral mutilation, maybe this is the day I explore that

AND SINCE HE CANT DIE WHY THE HELL NOT I LIKE HOW YOU THINK FEATHER ANON

#🥄🌱 clown

[myhealthhospital]

Treatment For Urinary incontinence

Urinary incontinence, the involuntary leakage of urine, can significantly impact a person's quality of life. Treatment options depend on the type and severity of incontinence, as well as underlying causes. Common treatments include:

Lifestyle Modifications: Behavioral changes such as bladder training, scheduled toileting, and fluid management can help improve symptoms.

Pelvic Floor Exercises (Kegels): Strengthening the pelvic floor muscles can support the bladder and improve urinary control.

Medications: Certain medications, such as anticholinergics or beta-3 agonists, can help reduce bladder spasms and increase bladder capacity.

Medical Devices: Devices like pessaries or urethral inserts can help support the bladder and reduce leakage.

Electrical Stimulation: Techniques like sacral neuromodulation or percutaneous tibial nerve stimulation (PTNS) use electrical impulses to improve bladder control.

Interventional Therapies: Botox injections into the bladder or bulking agents around the urethra can help reduce incontinence episodes.

Surgery: In severe cases or when other treatments fail, surgical options like sling procedures or artificial urinary sphincter implantation may be considered.

It's crucial to consult a healthcare professional to determine the most suitable treatment plan based on individual needs and health status.

#urinary incontinence #urinary incontinence treatment #best treatment for urinary incontinence

[prpfs]

🪷 hi! bottom4top sub4dom switch4switch t4t, themes of non-con, monster fucking, and extreme kinks 🪷

- 21, he/him, est timezone, autistic, queer/trans/aro, playing sub & bottom leaning characters, usually trans characters, semi-lit to literate, response times vary. i enjoy rapid response when writing around a paragraph/50-100 words, but i also enjoy several paragraphs/150-250 with later spacing. mostly smut with light worldbuilding. i usually roleplay on discord. like and i'll reach out

-things i look for in a partner include: 20+, ability to write 1-3 paragraphs with consistent grammar, at least somewhat friendly so i can engage outside of roleplay, able to write dom & top leaning characters, shares a good amount of kinks with me, into writing interesting characters and dynamics

note: i prefer not to write women (m/m, m/nb, m/null most common)

some things i'm craving right now (MC, YC)

human/elf/small humanoid being ensnared by some kind of plantoid creature, not necessarily humanoid. i have many different ideas for what the creature could be exactly. world can range from modern to fantasy to sci-fi. i'd like to include (optionally): non-con or maybe dub-con, sex pollen, mild hypnosis/mind control, mild cum inflation, light vore, body modification, milking, egg(or technically, seed) implantation, all the way through, bad end elements. i'd tweak this slightly to be link encountering a like like (tears of the kingdom)!

sadistic doctor/scientist and their test subject. this can be made very simple or a bit more complex. i've been craving the concept of a cold, sterile, objective dom in a medical play scene. i would also prefer this to be non-con but it could be cnc/roleplay if that's easier to digest, but i ask for a limited amount of romantic interactions. this is not a PIV/penetration heavy concept. kinks: medplay (obviously), heavy dom/sub elements, minor genital torture, artificial insemination or enemas, forced orgasms, ruined orgasms, edging, squirting, gloves, sterility, watersports, urethral play, anal training, throat training, inflatable toys, body inspection, injections/needles/aphrodisiacs, body mod, fear play

micro/macro; honestly i haven't thought about any actual plot for this. it's mostly x character is a fairy/fae, or a person that gets shrunk, whatever, and y character is a normal size. the size of x ideally would be small enough to hold in your hand/grip. it doesn't matter to me if this is con or non-con. kinks: living cocksleeve, impossible fit/penetration, all the way through, finger/hand play, mouth/throat play, object insertion, cum inflation

any forced bestiality or monsterfucking scene. a perpetrator could be a role for you, especially if you'd find only playing a non-sentient being difficult, which i wound understand. situations could include sex trafficking, kidnapping, captured royalty, farmworker punishment, some weird dom/sub dynamic that went way out of hand, etc. especially interested in: horses/equines, sea creatures, insects, pokémon, and wolf/werewolf like beasts. dogs aren't really my thing. i'm also cool with sentient monsters with fucked up and weird genitals.

"straight" man coercing a closeted/stealth trans male friend into sex, possibly leading to rape. looking for a very casual relationship between bros, hanging out to play video games or smoke weed, and things go further than anticipated because the presumed straight character refuses to acknowledge his attraction and engage in a healthy way. i'm not looking for a scenario where my character gives in and ends up forgiving yours or anything with light/vanilla sex. your character restraining my character with duct tape or rope would be nice, so would light drugging, degradation, forced oral & anal, unwanted creampies. this could be a short scene or it can be more drawn out.

anything else you might want to be doing involving similar themes! monsters, non-con, medical play, domsub, weird unrealistic shit! ideally we are indulging each other, not just you to me!

leave a like if you're interested and anon will get back to you!

#oc rp #ocxoc rp #20+ rp #mxm rp #mxnb rp #mxnull rp #original rp #scifi rp #dead dove rp #dead dove

[femdomliterature]

FemLit 0422 - Kinky Would You Rathers

Would you rather be given an enema or have a urethral sound used on you?

Would you rather give oral while being fucked or receive oral while being whipped?

(Female) Would you rather sleep with a vibrator in both holes or with nipple clamps suspended the the ceiling so you can’t roll over?

(Male) Would you rather sleep with a vibrator in your ass and a vibrating cock ring on or with nipple clamps suspended the the ceiling so you can’t roll over?

Would you rather be bent over and fucked or pushed against a wall and fucked?

Would you rather be fucked by five people continually all night or be denied any sexual action for a month?

(Female) Would you rather use a dildo or your fingers to give yourself an orgasm?

(Male) Would you rather use a pocket pussy or your hands to make yourself cum?

Would you rather wear a diaper or have to ask to go to the bathroom every time?

Would you rather have anal beads or nipple clamps used on you?

Have your partner tease you all over your body with hot wax or ice cubes?

Would you rather only ever have sex in a bed or only be able to have sex anywhere but a bed?

Would you rather sleep in a cage or chained to the side of a bed.

Would you rather never give oral again or never receive oral again?

Would you rather spend a day sat on a fat dildo or a day in suspension?

Would you rather be blindfolded or gagged?

Would you rather wear nipple clamps or clamps on the tip of your cock? 

Would you rather wear nipple clamps or a clamp on your clit?

Would you rather be hit a few times with a cane or lots of times with a paddle?

Would you rather be put in predicament bondage for an hour or light bondage for 5?

Would you rather be edged ten times or have two ruined orgasms?

Would you rather spend the day with a large almost painful plug in your ass or two with a small one that you have to edge yourself with every time you use the restroom?

(Males) Would you rather be led around on a leash connected to a locking butt-plug or to a cock and ball ring?

(Females) Would you rather be led around on a leash connected to a locking butt-plug or to a clover clamp on your clit

Would you rather have two cocks up your ass or one in your ass and one in your mouth?

Would you rather be milked dry then given a dry orgasm or be allowed two ruined ones? 

Would you rather be denied an orgasm or be given so many it hurts?

(Male) Would you rather wear a cock ring and a vibrating buttplug for an hour without being allowed to cum, or a cock ring and large, long buttplug that stroked your prostate for an hour without being allowed to cum?

(Female) Would you rather have a butt plug and a dildo inserted for a 3 hours without being able to cum or vibrating ones in for an hour without being able to cum?

Would you rather wear a breast harness or a crotch rope?

Would you rather have a small soapy enema or a large plain one?

Would you rather have ginger placed in your ass or tiger balm on your gentiles?

(Female) Would you rather be hit on your anus or your clit?

Would you rather be zapped with a wand or touched with stinging nettles?

Would you rather spit or swallow cum?

(Male) Would you rather have your balls stretched or crushed?

Would you rather be made to wear ballet heels all the time or to crawl all the time?

#female led relationship #femlit

[0utrenoir]

it cannot be that painful Inserting a urethral catheter. there are people who do that for fun

#uh #i dont know

[chososdiscordkitten]

Why some sex toys seem like torture devices? Like what's this urethral sounding 🤨

honestly I understand you on some level, there are some sex toys that make me tilt my head wondering where its supposed to go, but..... urethral sounding is sooo hot if done right. its like a form of edging (In the way ive seen it) if you block the exit from where they cum they wont be able to :> it just plays into a power play dynamic I guess? obviously its not like a massive thing that's inserted into a mans..... cock, it has to start small so it doesn't hurt.

#jjk #⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨ten speaks୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ #⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨10 asks୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆ #....... #yeah. #imagine pulling out one of those beaded ones and they go flying like a beyblade #okay im delirious.