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Fallout Kink Meme Part IV: Closed to prompts, open for fills.
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The Barn -- 1b/1
(Anonymous) 2012-02-04 10:13 am (UTC)(link)"You like this, do ya?" He lifted wet fingers before her face, holding them where she could see. "I think the little slut likes it."
She heard a chuckle from by the machine, and was surprised to see another slave turning the lever. She hadn't known anyone else had entered the room.
The man before her, the Barn Master was her most immediate concern, however. He was pressing his fingers into her, pumping in and out in time with the pulsating suction on her nipples. It elicited another moan from her. She didn't want to enjoy this, but as with so many other humiliating things they'd put her through, she found she was liking it.
His other hand moved in, finding her clit with practiced precision. He rubbed in just the right way to have her gasping openly, spreading herself wide for him. He took advantage of that to add another finger to the one currently thrusting into her.
Still the suction went on.
She was close, so close. She moaned, pressing her thighs as far open as they could go, lifting her hips up in time with his thrusting, trying to reach her orgasm. His stubble-roughened cheek brushed her inner thigh, the friction merely adding to the intensity of the moment. She heard laughter, but it didn't register. It didn't matter right now. She just. needed. to. come.
And then she was there, her release coming in a strangled cry of pleasure as he bit down hard on her inner thigh. The pain was sharp, cutting her orgasm short. It brought tears to her eyes. When she looked down, she saw crimson staining his lips.
He smiled. Pressed a bloody kiss against her knee, and stood.
"Clean her up, send her back to her master. Have him bill me for the damage done."
And then he was gone, and it was over. And Mira learned why good slaves didn't go poking where they didn't belong.
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(Anonymous) 2012-02-04 10:15 am (UTC)(link)Re: The Barn -- 1b/1
(Anonymous) 2012-02-04 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)I've never really thought about this being a kink of mine, but dammit you sold me!
Re: The Barn -- 1b/1 OP here
(Anonymous) 2012-02-04 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)