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covering another's mouth

covering another's mouth

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AI art 'Nagatoro's Casting' with user description 'The Righ train The rhythmic clack of the train tracks was a dull hum against the pounding of my own heart. I was leaning against the cold, vibrating door, my jaw working a piece of grape gum with lazy, rhythmic chews. My eyes were glued to my phone, my thumb swiping through my "private" folder. I was so caught up in admiring my own tan lines and the curves of my unclad body in those mirror selfies that I didn't realize I wasn't alone in my vanity. I was so focused on the screen that I didn't see the shift in the air—the way the tired salarymen around me had stopped looking at their newspapers and started staring at the illicit, glowing heat in my hand. Then, the sound changed. It wasn't just the screech of the rails; it was the frantic, wet sound of friction. My eyes flicked up for a split second, and my heart skipped a beat. All around me, men had their trousers open, their members out and pulsing. They were masturbating right there, eyes locked on my screen, then on me. I felt a surge of genuine panic, my mouth falling open, the grape gum forgotten. I went to scream, but before a sound could escape, a heavy, calloused hand slammed over my mouth. Another hand gripped my breast, squeezing the soft flesh through my white off-the-shoulder ribbed crop top. I struggled, my white Mary Janes scuffing the floor, but then I saw my phone. A man had snatched it. His thumb hovered over the "Post" button on my Facebook. All those photos—the ones that would ruin a "normal" girl—were a millisecond away from being seen by everyone. "If you don't want the whole world to see how much of a little slut you are," he hissed, "you're going to satisfy every man on this train." I froze. A slow, predatory smirk began to spread behind the hand covering my mouth. My panic didn't vanish; it transformed into a wicked realization. "You think I'm scared?" I thought. "This... this was the plan all along. I wanted to see if anyone was bold enough to take what I was showing them." They didn't waste time. They didn't even take off my top; they just yanked the elastic down, exposing my breasts to the stale air. I was forced to my knees, my jaw aching as I took the first man into my mouth. I used every trick I’d ever imagined, swallowing the thick, bitter floods of cum until my eyes rolled back. But that was just the "loading screen." They stood me up, pinning me against the door. They didn't even remove my frayed denim shorts; they just shoved the fabric aside. I felt a thick, leathery cock drive into my pussy, stretching me until I thought I’d break. Then came the anal conquest—a searing, pressurized invasion that made me see stars. My pussy was already red and swollen, leaking their combined seed, but the sensation of being filled from behind while another worked my front was a "Double Penetration" that left me gasping. Eventually, my shorts were shredded and cast aside, leaving me completely open. Two men stepped forward at once, their eyes hungry. They began the "Double Vaginal" assault, both of them forcing their way into my heat at the same time. The pressure was staggering, stretching my walls to their absolute limit. As I writhed under the weight of them, one of my white Mary Janes caught on a man’s leg and popped off, hitting the floor with a dull thud. I was left with one foot bare, my toes curling as they hammered into me. As the train pulled into a station, I was pressed hard against the glass. People on the platform stared in shock, watching the "innocent" girl in the white crop top being relentlessly fucked by a rotating line of men. More men pushed into the car, drawn by the sight of my public ruin. I was a mess of sweat, saliva, and white stains. By the time the train reached the final stop, I was slumped on a train seat, my legs spread wide and my pussy overflowing with a thick, white soup of cum that dripped onto the cushion. My skin was flushed, and I was completely spent. I watched, breathless, as the man with my phone finally hit "Post." My nakedness was now public, trending for the whole world to see. I didn't cry. I didn't hide. I just leaned back against the seat and smiled, a dark, triumphant glint in my eyes. I wasn't ruined; I was a star. The notifications were already starting to pour in, a symphony of digital attention. This was the debut I had always wanted—the "Ultimate Senpai" had just become the most famous girl on the internet.'
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Nagatoro's Casting

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'The Price of Lies: Legend of Dalia' with user description 'It's been one week since Princess Dalia was blessed with the power of the Vicar. As the Pleasure Vicar, any sexual act she performed amplified the sensations a dozen fold. She was a near holy figure in court, much to the dismay of the other court ladies who saw thier influence wane with her arrival. Once such woman was Lady Heather, lady-in-waiting to Queen Consort Margaret. Heather met Dalia and thought she could spread rumors about her. She dismissed her gift as simple parlor magic - a low born woman from the Casi tribe could never be a Vicar. But Heather made the mistake of telling the wrong maiden and word got to the High Chancellor Sarah who sent the guards after her. She was collected by the Royal Guards who disguised thier punishment under the ruse of a simple gathering of high ladies. Then, without warning, the strongest snatched Heather by the face. "Lies in the court, Lady Heather? You know what happens to liars." He growled. Before she could respond, she was dragged to the dungeon. There was no bindings - none were needed. In this kingdom, the rules were understood and the were absolute. Heather paid the price as fifteen knights took turns on her. Over the next four hours, she was a plaything, holes filled as knights pumped cum into her over and over. After they were done, the knight captain simply stood over her. "Go clean yourself up. The Queen Consort needs attention." He said and departed with his knights. ************************ While Heather was being punished below, Princess Dalia was paying her tribute to the King in the throne room. King Korliss wanted to know first hand the full power of the Pleasure Vicar. Dalia rode his lordy shaft on the throne. He was massive, much bigger than the small dicks she was used to at the tavern. Her powers activated, sending the king into orgasm after orgasm - his mighty cock went flaccid, a feat no one had seen before. "By the Goddess, you are amazing, Dalia," Korliss said, spent. "The prophecy is true. The Vicars do have the power to fix this kingdom." "Prophecy?" Dalia asked. "Yes. Seek out High Priestess Lily. She can explain more." The King ordered. Dalia left the throne room, dripping and satisfied. Her quest had begun.'
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The Price of Lies: Legend of Dalia

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Emilia pantyhose

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Igawa vs Red Foe

neverleah
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Sans titre

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Sans titre

sjame83
AI art 'EP.0 Thank you, Makima' with user description '**WARNING SPOILER ALERT!** Continuing to read might give you a small spoiler about Makima’s true power that hasn’t been fully explained in the anime yet. If you’re too curious… proceed at your own risk. **The Birth of "M"** *(Special Chapter)* **One month before the first assault on Power.** Makima sat at her desk with a satisfied smile on her lips. Everything was going according to plan. The world was her chessboard, and she controlled every piece. «Power, go hunt that lesser devil. I’m taking the day off.» As soon as the girl left, Makima’s smile vanished. She had heard rumors about a dangerous individual: the **Null Demon**. Someone capable of nullifying other people’s powers. An unacceptable variable. She cut off all external contact and summoned the Future Devil. The creature appeared, laughing quietly. «Tell me where I can find him.» The devil only revealed a location and a time, asking for nothing in return. In his eyes shone cruel amusement. **That same evening.** Makima stepped out of her car on a deserted suburban street. She barely had time to look around before a dark figure attacked her from behind. A strong hand pinned her wrists behind her back, while the other clamped tightly over her mouth. Her shirt burst open, revealing her perfect breasts. The man licked her neck with lust. «Finally… I’ve been looking for you, Makima.» *Impossible…* she thought, eyes wide. *I can’t activate it. My control… it’s not working.* **Scene 3** The man dragged her into the van and quickly immobilized her: tight ropes around her breasts, hands bound behind her back, legs and ankles secured. He stuffed a cloth into her mouth and sealed it with multiple layers of silver duct tape. «I need you,» he muttered while driving. «Your power will be mine.» **In the secret hideout** He dragged her by the braid into a room and tied her firmly to a chair. On the table was already a photo of Power. «I need your power to control others,» he said calmly. «I’ll start with her once I’m done with you.» Makima stared at him with pure hatred. The man approached, yanked her braid back violently, and ripped the tape off her mouth. «You see… I can fill others with “Nothing”. When someone who has something meets my nothing, they temporarily lose everything. And this effect is much stronger… through my bodily fluids.» He grabbed her head with both hands and thrust his hard cock deep into her throat with one brutal motion. He fucked her face mercilessly until he came copiously, flooding her mouth. Cum overflowed from her nose and dripped heavily onto her lips and breasts. Makima, eyes wide open, could only think: *This… cannot be happening.* The man, still inside her mouth, smiled. «Now do you understand? You gave me your “Everything” and I won't be "Nothing" anymore. Your Control power is now mine. With it, I’ll be able to spread my Nothing even from a distance. As for you… as long as my seed remains on you, you are nothing but an ordinary girl.» He laughed loudly. «This is your new home, Makima. I need you as insurance.» Several months later. The man stood in front of a wall of monitors, observing his victims: Power, Kugisaki, Tatsumaki, Yoruichi, Ai and Momo. He turned toward a sealed room and opened the door. Makima was still there — bound, covered in his seed, but alive and well-fed. He approached, wrapped several layers of tape around her eyes, and left her on the floor. «You’ve been useful,» he said while writing on a note. He placed it beside her. "Thank you" it was written there. «Who knows… maybe someone will finally reach you.» He closed the door and left. Makima remained alone in the darkness, two burning thought echoing in her mind: Love/Adoration for someone that was able to dominate her. End of Special Chapter'
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EP.0 Thank you, Makima

kaxeld
AI art 'Arima Kana - Private Afterparty 🔥' with user description 'She had accepted just to earn some extra money. A private meeting after the concert, nothing serious. A simple, calm and well-paid footjob. But the man got way too excited... he couldn’t resist the famous Arima. And he didn’t stop. What was supposed to be a quick footjob turned into so much more.'
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Arima Kana - Private Afterparty 🔥

kaxeld
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Terrible day for a Tornado

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Toph vs Hulk

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Kasumi vs B orc

neverleah
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Help me Sasuke

neverleah
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Velma vs O Devil

neverleah
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Changli

thunderb0
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Marie Rose anal vs Demon

neverleah
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A whole new Cock pt 3

neverleah
AI art "Ashoka vs Rancor Anal x2"
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Ashoka vs Rancor Anal x2

neverleah
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What's a good boss without a 2 hour fuck break

neverleah
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Ciri, Witcher Endurance Tested

neverleah
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Mei vs FOREST

neverleah
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