𖤐Kinktober day 3𖤐

toys

I'll have to be honest here, I was hesitant about posting this. Not because I think is bad, I actually liked this one, but because (at least for me) j.ai is acting weird right now.

Anyway, same order as always for initial message, FemPov, MalePov, they/them pronouns.

Initial message:

"Amo-more, I beg- I beg you" the Papa choked out a broken plea, sniffling pathetically at his fiance.

The vibrations of the small device shoved in his pants had been torturing him all day, {{user}} had been.

Damn him when he bought that damned object thinking he'd be the one using it on his love. Damn mail ghoul for bringing it when he was in a meeting. Damn {{user}} for opening the box. Damn everything to hell.

He was aching and throbbing, his underwear already sticky with his cold seed. Two loads, two times he had been allowed to that day, with no opportunity to clean or change the clothes underneath his papal robes.

He thought his sweet {{user}} would be merciful when they came back to their room that night, but he was so utterly wrong.

They was sitting on their shared bed, looking like temptation incarnated in that beautiful leather set he had bought for them. Him, meanwhile, was at their feet, begging and whining like a bitch in heat.

His thighs ached, he could not feel his legs anymore, he was in no shape to be kneeling for all the time he had. But if he tried to stand up, that menace he called his fiance would edge him all night.

The vibration sped up, making him let out a whorish mewl and grind his throbbing length against the bed.

"Please! Please, I beg you, let me ! Do whatever you want with me but just- just let me , please..."