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HIS OBSESSION-1

作者: Dark Muse
last update 公開日: 2026-11-03 13:03:54

“On your knees. Now.”

The words hit harder than the lock on the door. I drop before the sound finishes leaving his mouth. The carpet is soft under my knees, the kind that costs more than my rent. My hands shake as I settle them on my thighs. He has not touched me yet and my cunt is already slick.

“Say it.”

My voice comes out thinner than I want. “I am worthless except as your toy. A wet hole that exists so you can use it. My mouth is for your cock. My cunt is a drain for whatever you decide to
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  • Thirty Dark Nights.   His Obsession

    “Say the rest.”His thumb stays under my chin. The posture collar keeps my head exactly where he wants it. My phone lights up again on the table. My sister’s name. Third message. I can already hear the irritation in the words I have not read yet.“If they find out,” I say, voice still thick from his cum, “they will see their perfect daughter on her knees with a plug in her ass and clamps on her nipples connected to her tongue. They will hear me call myself a cum toilet. They will watch me thank you for not letting me come. My mother will cry. My father will never look at me again. My sister will tell everyone.”He nods once, slow. “Good. Now stand up. Turn around. Hands on the arm of the chair.”My legs shake when I rise. The spreader bar is still locked between my ankles so the stance is wide and awkward. The weighted plug shifts with every step. He has not removed the clamps. The chain swings and tugs my tongue as I bend. My palms hit the leather. I am completely open to him.“Descr

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   HIS OBSESSION-1

    “On your knees. Now.”The words hit harder than the lock on the door. I drop before the sound finishes leaving his mouth. The carpet is soft under my knees, the kind that costs more than my rent. My hands shake as I settle them on my thighs. He has not touched me yet and my cunt is already slick.“Say it.”My voice comes out thinner than I want. “I am worthless except as your toy. A wet hole that exists so you can use it. My mouth is for your cock. My cunt is a drain for whatever you decide to put in it. I do not come unless you say the mess is useful.”He steps closer. The posture collar sits heavy around my neck, forcing my chin up so I have to look at him. The chain from the nipple clamps runs to the ring through my tongue. Every breath pulls. He reaches down and tugs the chain once, light. The clamps bite. My tongue follows. A soft sound leaves me before I can stop it.“Again. Dirtier.”“I am a cum toilet,” I say against the metal. “A ruined slut who gets wet from being told I am

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   Permanent Office Pet-3

    Kira.“Count them only when I mute.”Marcus sets the notepad on my stomach. The words are already written in his neat handwriting: Do not stop until you squirt three times. I am bound to his office chair with soft cuffs at my wrists and ankles. My thighs are spread wide and secured to the arms of the chair. A thick wand is taped firmly against my clit, already on low. The plug from the last two nights is still inside me. The collar sits snug around my throat. He is on a late call with the overseas team. The speaker is on.He hits mute and looks at me.“You will stay quiet while they can hear me. If a sound slips out, I add another orgasm to the count. Nod if you understand.”I nod. My pulse is already loud in my ears. He unmutes.“Sorry, connection dipped. Walk me through the revised timeline again.”While the voice on the other end speaks, Marcus turns the wand up one level. The vibration sinks straight into my clit. I bite the inside of my cheek. My hips try to shift but the cuffs h

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   Permanent Office Pet-2

    Kira“You are already in position.”Marcus’s voice is calm when he steps into the office at 6:01 pm. I am naked on the carpet in front of his desk, collar buckled, the same plug from last night seated deep. I put it in myself in the bathroom at 5:55, exactly as the contract requires. The chain hangs between the collar ring and the plug base. My clothes are folded on the chair. I keep my eyes on the floor.He does not greet me. He sets his bag down, shrugs out of his jacket, and places a small black remote on the blotter. The plug inside me buzzes once, low and sudden. My thighs tense. He points under the desk.I crawl. The chain tugs with every movement of my knees. I settle between his feet the way I did last night. He sits, opens his laptop, and the buzzing stops. For several minutes there is only the sound of keys and my breathing. Then his phone rings. He answers and puts it on speaker.“Marcus Harlan.”A client’s voice fills the office. They talk about revised projections. While

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   PERMANENT OFFICE PET

    Kira.“Sign it before you leave or do not come back tomorrow.”Marcus sets the thin folder on the edge of my desk at 5:58 pm. The office is already half empty. Most of the floor cleared out twenty minutes ago. I am still in my blouse and pencil skirt, heels under the desk, pretending to finish a spreadsheet. He does not sit. He stands beside my chair and waits.I open the folder. The pages are short. After 6 pm and until midnight I am not permitted clothing. I am not permitted speech unless spoken to. I am not permitted eye contact unless ordered. The collar stays on at all times, including under my work clothes the next day. Additional rules may be added without notice. Breach of any rule resets the night and upgrades the plug. My signature is required at the bottom.My mouth is dry. I pick up the pen. The tip hovers. He watches my hand.“You have ninety seconds.”I sign. The scratch of the pen is loud in the quiet. He takes the folder, checks the signature, and nods once toward his

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   Behind Closed Doors with My Hot Professor-3

    LILA “Say it. The only way you pass is if you tell me exactly what you want from your professor.” Professor Hale stood between my spread knees, cock in his hand, stroking slow. I was still on the edge of his desk, skirt bunched at my waist, pussy bare and dripping from how close he’d gotten me with his fingers. My thighs shook. I couldn’t look away from the thick length in his fist. “I want you to fuck me,” I said. My voice was rough. “Please. I need it. I’ll do whatever you say. Just put it in.” “More specific.” He stepped closer. The head of his cock brushed my clit and I jerked. “Tell me whose cock you want. Tell me what you’re willing to do for the grade.” “I want my professor’s cock.” The words came out shaky. “I want you to fuck me on your desk. I want you to use me until I come. I’ll be good. I’ll stay quiet. Just please fuck me, Daddy.” His eyes darkened at the last word. He lined himself up and pushed in slow. The stretch burned in the best way. I was so wet he slid dee

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