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Confession [@idiotgangleader]
‘I wouldn’t mind being the Creed’s free will whore or captive sex slave if that is what it takes to be fucked by all the hot Master Assassins. #YesMaster’
Confession [x]
Today is my birthday (19th of Dec), and without me knowing, Jacob has found out about a kink of mine. I am into BDSM, and it’s obvious that the thought excites him….
After a day of surprises, presents and food, he suggests going out to a club, to party the night away. I get ready, and we go to the club, which looks kind of familiar. We go in…. I knew it, it was the Carpe Noctem, a goth and BDSM night club, run by a mesmer by the name of Vex. Said mesmer had a flirty smile on his face, as he led us to an underground room, fitted out with all sorts of toys.
Before I knew what was happening, I found myself strapped up to a frame, then spanked with a whip, crying out each time it landed. I was getting aroused by this, and both boys could tell. I screamed as Vex shoved a vibrator into my soaking pussy, while Jacob speared me from behind. 5 mins later, I came, the orgasm ripping through me. Both boys were sadistic in torturing me.
Once I was spent and on the verge of passing out, Vex unstrapped me, and Jacob took me home.
Best. Birthday. Treat. Ever.
Confession [x]
Happy birthday from all of us at La Rosa in Fiore! Good luck dealing with these two men because they’re quite a handful on their own ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola
‘I’ve a massive blood kink and love for the Fryes. I imagine that we all have a threesome whilst they’re still bloodied and injured from a whole night of fight club. We have passionate yet hardcore sex… ropes and gags, blood smeared on my body as well as cum, spit and whatever else comes into play… bruises, scratches, hickeys… oh my!’
‘I’ve never liked BDSM, but now it’s intriguing me. To learn everything from A to Z I’d like to give myself to Jacob on his birthday and let him teach me. It’s his day, but he would be veeery gentle with me knowing that I’ve never done it before and whispering sensual lines in my ear all night long. Happy birthday, my master and love ♥’
‘I can see Evie in the mistress costume with her having me on a leash, making me suck a lot of assassin’s cocks. She orders me to gag on them, using her riding crop if necessary to discipline me. Evie is satisfied with my pink skin and the little scratches on my ass. When guys come one by one in my mouth, she tells me to hold it inside, but eventually some drops of sperm fall on the floor and Evie decides to fuck me with a strap-on as punishment. I know that I can’t hold the seed any longer so I swallow it while the rest of the men cum on my face, breasts, shoulders, etc. Evie slaps my butt as she keeps fucking me until my pussy hurts. I beg her to give me some sort of release and she agrees, massaging my clit during her thrusts. I reach my peak and collapse, laying in the puddle of cum and my own juices, never feeling myself better than now.’
Confession [x]
‘Desmond in a vacbed is all I need.’
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… 😳
“Are you trapped, my little bird?” I hear Jacob’s voice near my ear as I come to my senses. My wrists are in shackles and tied to the ceiling with the help of a long chain. I see Frye more clearly now but he starts to walk in circles, looking at me curiously and predatory. Maybe I was unconscious for a while and it gave him time to tie me up. I feel how the tip of the riding crop touches my hip lazily and then Jacob slaps me with it. I scream but not very loudly. “Is this what you want?“ “Yes…” I whisper biting my lip, imagining what he’s going to do next.
‘He slaps me several times without leaving any bruises or scratches on my skin – just enough to turn me on. Riding crop hits my clit and now I scream louder, jerking back and forth with each movement of the crop. “Are you enjoying yourself, love?” I hear an amusement in his voice but can’t deny the obvious. I nod and he grabs my tits from behind immediately. “God, you make me so horny, honey! I want to fuck you in every way possible. And what arouses me the most is that you want it too. Am I right?” “Mmmh, God, yes!” He teases my pointy nipples and I moan for more. “Please, Jacob, give me your cock! Ah, please, please, please!” “Are you begging?” “Yes, I am!”
‘Frye spreads my buttocks and presses his dick to my asshole. “Mmh, not here… not today. My pussy! Jacob, please!” And he fulfills my wish by rushing inside me with all his force. I yell, happy to feel him in me. It is difficult for me to stand on my tip toes, so he lifts me up and fucks me fast. My fingers are white from squeezing the chain hard. His warm breath tickles the back of my neck and I smile but then I feel my orgasm building up and I let myself go – right before Jacob cums on my ass. I’m shaking as he releases me from shackles and carries me to a bed. After that we usually lie for hours, caressing each other or talking or sleeping in each other’s arms.’
Confession [x]
‘I feel like William would be a great Dom. He’d make his subs beg and worship him, make them hurt so good, act cold and cruel when the scene calls for it, but he’d never ever mistreat them.’