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Strip Poker After Hours With Miki

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This is the anime version of Ling-Xiu and personally I think she looks amazing!'

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Magazine Cover: Ling-Xiu

AI art 'Thorn Princess Pin-ups' with user description 'Yor Briar in some reference shots (All references are images I shot during my time as a glamour photographer)'

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Caitlyn at the Rave

AI art 'Miki Returns' with user description 'Miki wanders the street after receiving punishment at the hotel until she stumbles upon the apartment of her childhood friend'

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Miki Returns

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Resident Evil: Tied Up at the Moment

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AI art 'Chun Li Mix' with user description 'A mix of some of the things I have to post, and this is just the Chun Li stuff... but I don't like the new algorithm; when they change it, I'll go back to posting full works.'

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Chun Li Mix

AI art 'Celestia casting' with user description 'The flickering candlelight in the private gambling den caught the glint of sweat on Celestia Ludenberg’s porcelain skin. For the first time in her storied career, the deck had failed her. The cards lay scattered on the felt—a dead man's hand. Opposite her, the winner sat silent, watching as the Ultimate Gambler closed her eyes and took a long, stabilizing breath. She had wagered everything on a single turn, and the house had finally won.
The Casting Transcript: Celestia Ludenberg (The Queen of Liars)
1. Identity: Name, age, and job?
"I am Celestia Ludenberg. I am 18 years old. My job is... well, usually, it is to be the one holding all the chips. Today, it seems I am the one being cashed in."
2. Dreams: What do you want for your future?
"I still intend to own my castle. A single loss does not end the war. However, a gambler must always honor their debts, or they lose the right to play. My future currently belongs to the man across from me."
3. Hobbies: Games, movies, and anime you love?
"I have always preferred games of high risk, like Poker and Mahjong. For movies, I enjoy the cold, calculated tension of Casino Royale. As for anime, I find the psychological games in Death Note fascinating. They remind me that one mistake is all it takes to lose everything."
4. Favorites: Who are your favorite characters?
"I admire L for his intellect, and Yumeko Jabami—though I lost today, I finally understand her obsession with the 'thrill' of total ruin."
5. Motivation: Why do you want to do this? What do you expect?
"This is not about 'want.' I lost a bet of monumental proportions. I am a woman of my word. I believe that since he outplayed me so thoroughly, he deserves to have my entire body at his disposal. I expect to be used until the debt is settled."
6. Drive: Scale of 1-10, how much do you like sex?
"A 9. Particularly when there are stakes involved. There is a certain... intoxicating quality to being the prize in a game you lost."
7. Safety: What is your "Safe Word"?
"I do not use them when I lose. But for the sake of the recording: 'BANKRUPT.'"
8. Technical: Okay with being filmed in high-def?
"If my defeat is to be recorded, let it be in 4K. I want every expression of my submission to be crystal clear. Even in ruin, I shall be aesthetic."
9. The Debt: Describe the sequence of the "Payment"?
"It begins with a Blowjob, followed by a Footjob to show my subservience. Then, he will claim me via Anal and Vaginal penetration, finishing with a full Creampie. Finally, he will return to Anal while my pussy is still dripping with his victory. He won my body; he may as well fill every inch of it."
The Scene: "The Gambler’s Total Forfeit"
The silence of the room was heavy. Celeste knelt on the cold floor, her black lace dress unzipped and falling from her shoulders. She began with the Blowjob, her movements slow and deliberate, her crimson eyes looking up at the man who had defeated her. She moved to the Footjob next, using her pale, arched feet to worship him, a silent acknowledgment that she was now his property.
The transition to Anal was sharp. Celeste gripped the edge of the gambling table, her twin drill-coils shaking as she accepted the first part of her physical debt. She didn't complain; she took it with a stoic, flushed grace. When he moved to Vaginal, the rhythm became primal. She was no longer the Queen of Liars; she was just an 18-year-old girl being thoroughly claimed.
At the peak, he filled her completely. The Creampie was heavy and warm, a literal physical manifestation of his win. Celeste lay there for a second, her pussy visibly overfilled and starting to leak a thick, white stream onto the dark rug.
But the winner wasn't finished. He flipped her over, pulling her hips up while her pussy was still dripping and overflowing with his tribute. The final Anal round was the most intense—the sensation of being used in one depth while the other was still slick and messy from his previous act broke her composure. Celeste let out a high, broken cry of pleasure, her fingers digging into the felt of the table. When the debt was finally paid, she lay collapsed and trembling, her porcelain skin stained and her "royal" dignity completely spent. She looked at the camera, a dazed, defeated smile on her lips.
"The debt... is settled."'

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AI art 'Noir City - The Black Book' with user description 'I was so surprised when I read your letter... All the feelings from the past flooded back.

How many years had it been... I thought you'd forgotten about me. But in your letter, you still spoke to me with affection, just like in the past. I could almost smell your perfume in the letter. You told me that someone had tried to assassinate you.

My heart skipped a beat. You kept saying that you thought it was because of a book, an old book, that you'd acquired at an auction, hoping it would increase in value. In the end, you asked me to come to your nightclub. You asked me "for old times' sake." I poured myself a whiskey and read your letter at least five times.

Finally, I decided to accept your invitation that very night. And I did. I was so excited inside that I barely felt the chill of the early morning. A quick subway took me to your street, and soon I saw the bright red entrance of your club.

As I approached, your security guard, without me having to say a word, led me through another door, a back door, armored. I went in, my heart pounding, and after a couple of hallways and a beautiful oak door, there you were.

You were wearing your favorite red stilettos. And a red dress that seemed tailor-made for your beautiful figure.

You seemed sad, smoking, staring into space... until you saw me. Then you regained your confident smile, the one I longed for for so long. You tried to make me believe you were relaxed, but you were nervous. I can sense these things; I'm a detective, it's my job. I decided to force a smile and sit down without kissing your cheeks or hugging you as I longed to.

I thought I detected a hint of sadness in your eyes when you saw the distance between us. But you understood; you always understood everything the first time. It was a distance to protect us from each other. And you restored your confident smile. You told me about the book, how you got it, what your plans were, and much more.

I asked you to be extra vigilant and give me the book so I could investigate it. I would do it. I would find out who would kill for it.

I carefully hid it in my trench coat and prepared to leave. Almost at the exit, I heard you get up hurriedly and felt you hug me tightly from behind. You abandoned your confident tone and whispered, "Alice... take good care of yourself... please..." Trying to hide my joy and my love for you, I whispered back, "Don't worry...".

I went back to my office and racked my brains researching that book. I read it from cover to cover; it was like drawings and strange words, a fabulous jumble of gibberish.

I noticed that as I read, my mind... began to understand things I never thought I could understand. To think things I shouldn't be thinking. The atmosphere changed, fluctuated. What had happened to me? I even thought you had drugged the book with some kind of substance to try to reach me...

Then, I felt the tentacles. I knew it as soon as I felt them tighten around my body. It was one thing to buy the book and have it on display, another to flip through the pages without a care. I'm sure you did that. But I "wanted" to absorb its information. And that changed everything.

My mind was working at 200% while my body couldn't move. The tentacles, the physical power of the book, pulled my breasts out. They positioned themselves between my clothes, violating my body and mind. I soon lost track of time. Was it day? Was it night? Pleasure overwhelmed me. The tentacles had already stripped me bare, body and mind, penetrated me.

I began to have orgasms. Multiple orgasms. They grew in intensity. A normal orgasm paled in comparison to this overwhelming sensation that my mind would explode from pleasure. On the floor, I could only drool and melt with pleasure. My last conscious thought was of you. Thank goodness it wasn't her the book caught.

When I thought I would die, I saw you!

You were there among the tentacles! They were trapping you too, tearing you apart with pleasure, but somehow, you managed to reach me. You spoke to me, but I couldn't hear you. You shook me. Very hard. You slapped me, crying.

Suddenly, I woke up. You were beside me, in bed, crying, relieved to see me awake.

"I came to see why you weren't coming back... I didn't know what was wrong with you, you were just trembling and crying, I didn't know how to wake you up..."

I whispered, "thank you..." When I woke up again, an hour had passed. You just looked at me and said one sentence: "Burn it. It has to be you, and it has to be now."

I nodded. We got up naked, and although it was difficult, I set it on fire. We watched it burn. When the lights went out, we were left in darkness. You hugged me, and I felt that it had all been worth it.

"If you hadn't come and saved my life. The police would have found a body. And they would have found a body. And they would have said an aneurysm, or a heart attack, but the reality would have been much more horrific..." You silenced me with a finger and hugged me even tighter...'

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Tomo Aizawa

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BDSM MILF Jessica Rabbit

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Calendar Year Class VII explicit

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Asuka public bondage

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90's Ladies

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Freshman Year Fun

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Princess Peach: Showing Off

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