Black Friday Toy Novels & Stories

A toy was more impersonal which gave it a different way to be personal. But he still needed some relief. He'd have to amp up the torment. Spitfire stuffed about double as much of the toy as he had already worked inside of his naughty tom's ass and moved it with frantic precision. A beautiful rush of sounds from his muzzled victim told him that the tom had come all over the back of the Black Devil's throne. The no-fur's tone was pure evil and he meant it to be. "Well, if you aren't going to show any control neither am I."

“Yeah, I’m sure.” “You said you would be my toy, but toys break.” “Not me. So daddy, fuck me, please.” A strange look passes over his features as he releases them and unbuckles his pants. And I can’t help the gasp that escapes through my tiny lips.

I couldn't handle the rejection. Veering to the right, I head down the aisle labeled Dog Toys. The entire row is jam-packed with toys of every type and color—bright ones, dark ones, ones made of fabric, squeaky ones, ropes for tug-of-war. The choices are endless. There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason for how the toys are stacked together in the aisle. Pink ones are settled next the blue ones and the smaller, softer toys obviously meant for tiny dogs are right next to the large rubber balls the size of my hands. This may turn out to be longer than the quick trip I'd planned. I'm halfway down the aisle and my hands are still empty when a black streak flicks across the corner of my eye.

I began unpacking the bags, arranging the contents on the table one by one while murmuring to myself, "The clerk at the toy store mentioned these are the most popular toys this year. I'm not sure if Ultraman is trending where you are, but I picked up several varieties just in case. And this blind box? They say it has a chance of containing a rare collectible. You'd love that." After placing the toys, I set out an assortment of snacks. "You probably don't need to worry about brushing your teeth over there, right? So, feel free to indulge in chocolate right before bed without fearing cavities." I chuckled at the thought, but soon tears began to stream down my face. With great care, I wiped the

I mutter as I grabbed my erected cock. My eyes swiftly moved to the compartment of the car as I remembered one of my favorite toys was there. As I stretched my arm towards it my heart raced and there it was, the dark red pump, my very first love. Turning it on and listening to the buzzing sound it made only reminded me of someone, the sounds and screams I got from her each time I f*cked her and how she always begged me to continue. I gently moved it to my shiny oiled cock, as the pump kissed my cock it sucked my cock in. “Monica, f*ck, oh my goodness, I screamed as it continued to move through my cock really quickly.

“This is our last hope for you to pay the debt your parents left—and whatever you owe us. It’s not going to be a big deal. Just be with a man until he gets tired.” Those were the last words I heard from them before everything went dark. Now, I was in an unknown place. I had no idea where I was. I could feel the cold metal under my bare feet. The scent of perfume, sweat, and something darker floated through the air. Being blindfolded, with no real clue of what was going on, was insane. I couldn’t see anyone—of course, they would hide their identities. “Are you guys ready for the last present we have for you?”

His head peeked out from behind the book. "To babysit." I got on my bike and immediately pedaled to the nearest toy store. *** I leaned my bike against the toy store's parking lot and hurried inside. Bob's Toys sold a variety of toys, including CD console games, cards, board games, and dolls. I headed to the aisle where regular CDs were usually displayed, but there were only a few kids and teenagers I didn't recognize. Fenella wasn't there. I walked around the cashier area but still couldn't find her. Before asking, I waited until the cashier finished serving a boy who was buying an RPG game.

As the video played it brought back fun memories to mind. They could remember that moment; even feel it as though they were there. The kids began to unwrap their Christmas gifts with eagerness and smiles on their faces, "Whoa I got a race car!" Bradley announced joyfully when he unwrapped his gift— it was a large red battery–powered tractor toy car, that had enough space and capacity to carry Bradley's body. Quickly he jumped into the driver's seat, placed his hands on the steering wheel, switched the car on with a button and began to drive around on it happily.

:D Thank you for the journey, lovelies! #TheBlackShadowPackSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M