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“Mm, Stop it!” I grab the wrist of the hand that is trying to slip under my waistband. The hand stops, but I feel the other hand slip under my left arm and grab a handful of my chest. I am keenly aware of my owner pressing her chest into my back. Hard diamond points among an overflowing mountain of softness. The hand mischievously gropes my pec, before expertly locating and squeezing a nipple between the slender fingers. My heart rate spikes and my abdomen tightens into hard little squares. “Seriously! Quit!” I hiss in a strained nerve wracked voice. “I told you that I-“ I clasp a hand over my mouth as a warm wet tongue suddenly touches my neck. Goosebumps spread like wildfire as the hot saliva rapidly cools on my skin. My whole body shivers, and shape builds in my pants. The hand on my abdomen begins to snake down into my waistband. I grip the wrist of the violating hand, but it’s like I’m not even there. My breath hitches when the other hand begins to roll my nipple. I feel a warm breath glide over my sensitive beast man ears. Warm, heavy, hungry… my owner swallows next to my ear, and it sounded like a lustful hungry predator. Panic scrambles around my brain. I hoarsely whisper to my owner while mustering all of my strength to stop the prying hands. “Seriously stop! We are in the middle of the hallway! Someone is going to-“ “Ah Captain! We were looking for you.” The hands retreat and I’m allowed to collapse onto the floor. “Haaa! O!-Haaa,” my heart is beating like it’s about to burst out of my chest. It hurts, it sucks! My body feels like it’s on fire! I can barely hear the conversation that is happening beside me. The pounding of my heart is the only thing I can hear! “Cecil?” A mantle is draped over my shoulders. I clutch the mantle and see my owner looking down on me with a worried expression. The frantic heart rate suddenly floats into a calm and steady rhythm as I find myself unable to look away from my owner. “I-I’m fine.” I notice my owner’s colleagues looking over her shoulder with worried expressions. “Cecil does look really sick. His face is so red.” My face heats up as I realize that I’m blushing. I wrap the knight’s mantle around me tighter as I angrily redirect my gaze elsewhere. For a moment, just a moment, I take a cursory glance at my owner’s expression. I feel anger bubble in my chest as I see the genuine concern in her eyes. It’s different from the lustful, hungry, and sadistic expression she ambushed me with. Worried, something, and compassionate? She is the one who put me in this situation in the first place. She’s got quite the gall to act worried now! I feel arms scoop behind my back and under my kneecaps. “Cecil just needs some rest in my office. Leave any paperwork you have outside the door and only come in if there is an emergency. Relay the message to everyone else.” I almost fight my owner as she walked me to her office. I know her game. She plans to skip work and ‘have some fun.’ “Stop it! Put me down!” I hiss at her. Her head turns to look at me and gives me the self satisfied, smug look. “My, my~ Looks like you have plenty of energy. I’ll have to punish you in my office~” ———————————————————- Hello! Just throwing a self serving fantasy prompt. This one is about a strong female Captain of the Knight’s order enjoying her cute rebellious ‘companion’ (aka pleasure slave). I’m open to being a lot of different beast men or fantasy race. Ideally I am some kind of small, male demihuman: dark elf, cat boy, miniature werewolf, etc. ideally a young masculine race, that a strong knight captain decides to keep. Story wise, I wanna say that there isn’t really any discrimination between humans and demihuman. The slave market is an equal opportunist and accepts all manners of race. So how did I end up as a slave? Simple: money. I took out a loan to start a bakery. An earthquake wrecked it as soon as I opened shop. I put everything into the loan deposit, and luck just wasn’t on my side. The only thing I could put down to cover the loss was my body, so I did. I thought I’d get sold to a coal mine, but instead you did. I have no idea if it’s a good thing as my bones ache every morning, and at least someone who enjoys my baked goods. If only! If only you’d keep your hands to yourself when we are not home! —————————- So that being said. I’m looking to play as a sort of stick in the mud, cute, uptight male slave. I’m looking for a horny, overworked Knight captain whose favorite form of destressing is by distressing her cute slave. I am open to changing a lot. I’m open to us being former childhood friends. The only requirement is that you’re passionate, feral, and literate. Kinks: tomboys, femdom, pleasure corruption, hidden sex, stealthy handjobs, groping, taller female, cunnilingus, hypnosis, ear licks, bites, slight degradation, over stimulation, Limits: rimming, scat, pee, cbt,
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