‘I always play the innocent one in the dreams I have so I kinda flip the tables on Edward. I tease him, making him want me, yet I deny him what he really wants. Eventually I take his dick slowly until he’s fully inside me and I ride him furiously until I cum, but I will not allow him to. Then let’s just say our roles quickly changed…’
Screencap credit [x]
‘Jacob and I don’t know each other but there is a quiet isolated place in London where we meet each other in the dead of the night every few weeks. We don’t exchange greetings, we don’t say anything, we don’t smile. The reason why we meet is because we’re both so distraught and broken at certain points of our lives and instead of seeking comfort and consolation from our loved ones, or even lovers, Jacob and I meet here as strangers and let out all of our anxieties, fears, anger and sadness on each other by fucking violently against a wall. Every bit of anger, weakness or frustration Jacob has accumulated over the weeks he holds in until he meets me, similarly to what I do. Most of the time our angry sex ends up with tears running down our faces, broken fingernails and bruised knuckles. At the end of each of these meetings we stand in silence, our sweaty foreheads pressed together before we simply get dressed and go our separate ways. These ugly, brutal sex sessions may not lift our worries, fury, and dismay but they stop both of us from taking out our demons on our loved ones. Until next time, Mr Frye.’
Confession [x]
‘I’d imagine being pregnant with Crawford Starrick’s heir, the Grand Master being delirious about it. He’d look after me and make sure I was comfortable, but he’d still take me to bed and make love to me many times, caressing my curves and bump and telling me how happy he was as he brought me pleasure.’
Confession [x]
‘Jacob as a king of incubi/demons turns me on so much. I like to picture myself as a Templar that Jacob hates, yet lusts over so much. One night, he comes to my window, creeping in my room only to end up seducing me. Feeling that big cock filling me up with his balls slapping against my pussy, his claws and sharp teeth sinking deep into my skin as he takes me from behind, pushing me into the bed as I listen to his nearly inhuman whines and moans of pleasure. This every night to make me his queen.’
I hope I didn’t make Jacob too inhuman in this edit, my dear confessor! I frankly enjoy doing supernatural edits and adding a bit of horror into them (especially since it’s the month of Halloween!).
~ Signora Paola
‘Am I the only one who imagines Arno in stiletto heels? God, he would look hot~’
“So, I can do Jacob’s voice and I’m a girl. One night, I was listening to his moans and I decided to try it. The growls, the groans, and the loud moans made my thighs twitch and a blush formed on my face. I felt so lost in my dirty imagination with him that I felt my fingers caress my clit from the inside of my shorts. I made myself whisper in his voice which caused me to speed up my rough caressing. I would normally say, “faster Love. Make a mess of yourself.” And that made me reach my limit as the final thing I could say was his name in my original voice. “Jaaccob!” I yelled. That voice I did and the moans made me have the most intense orgasm I ever had.”
“I have a slight depression and of course Ezio, Altair and Arno would hear about this. They would make love to me gently and tell me what good they see in me. After this I would cry but one of them will lick my tears away and whisper in my ear: “You’re perfect the way you are, my dear”. I wish they could be real…”
My dear, I know some days are not the best for us, but I hope this confession brightens up yours.
~Claudia
Confessed by: artsymistress
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I had a dream the other night that I can’t forget about.
In it, Jacob and I go to a BDSM sex club. We don’t intend to participate, only watch. Although we’ve been doing a lot D/s play during sex, I haven’t gone to a club before. He has, but he doesn’t want to push me into doing things. There are so many “attractions” inside the club, but I’m drawn towards a dominatrix whipping a man. I’m so enthralled that I jump a little in surprise when a familiar voice purrs in my ear, “Enjoying the show?” I lean heavily against the body behind me, moaning a little when I feel arms wrapping around my waist. I tilt my head up to look at Jacob with a smile, only to get the shock of my life when it is a different man looking down at me with a wicked grin.
I jump back and nearly hit him on the face, but he merely laughs and doesn’t let me go. “I’m sorry, I thought you were my master,” I stammer, my mind racing at the realisation that this man sounds exactly like Jacob.
“Tsk, tsk. Your master would be so disappointed in you.” The strange man’s smile turns into a leer. “Looks like someone’s going to get spanked.”
“No, the only one getting spanked is you, Vex. Let her go.” Jacob pulls him away from me. He doesn’t look as angry as I had expected him to be. Instead, he looks more resigned, as if this is something he has dealt with many times.
‘Vex’ looks like he’s about to jump with glee. “Jacob, it’s been too long. And a spanking for me? Yes, please.” He eyes Jacob and me with interest. “Preferably from both of you.”
I can only stare at the two of them, the shock still not wearing off. “Why… why do you sound alike?”
Jacob and Vex look at each other with comical looks in their faces. “We don’t,” they reply in unison.
“You do!”
Jacob raises up his hands. “I think what my pet here needs is a little lecture on knowing what her master really sounds like.” He leans over to Vex and whispers something. From their body language – the way they’re leaning very close to each other plus how Vex wraps an arm around Jacob’s waist so intimately – it’s clear that they ‘played’ with each other before. They keep looking at me, smiling mischievously, as if they’re gossiping about something really juicy about me.
The next scene I can remember is I’m blindfolded. I’m pretty sure I’m naked, too. All I can hear is them talking, taunting at me to find my real master without reaching out to touch them.
“Getting warmer, love,” a voice calls to my left.
“No, I’m right over here, love,” a voice calls to my right.
It’s like playing a sexy game of “hot and cold” and I’m not sure if I can win it. Whoever I choose could do everything he wanted with me. If I choose correctly, I know the many pleasures to expect from Jacob. But if I choose wrong… Vex is a completely new territory and I’m both terrified and excited at the possibility of losing. Unfortunately, the dream stops right before someone takes my blindfold off. Damn, what I’d give to continue this dream… 😳
