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2...

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AI art "Some Frieren experiments"
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Some Frieren experiments

zuzul
AI art "Chika Dark Fantasy"
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Chika Dark Fantasy

blackhairedstudent
AI art "Fern Gangbang"
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Fern Gangbang

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Nagatoro Bukkake'
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Nagatoro Bukkake

blackhairedstudent
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Annie Revisiting

blackhairedstudent
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Poison Ivy enjoying some alone time

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Happy Birthday

zuzul
AI art 'Cherry Bomb is into BDSM?' with user description 'Oh my dear Cherry, you're so sassy and kinky! You have that pretty face but that crazy mind.'
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Cherry Bomb is into BDSM?

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Restrained kitty

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AI art 'Devil Slut Nagatoro ❤️'
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Devil Slut Nagatoro ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Lili Slut ❤️'
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Lili Slut ❤️

blackhairedstudent
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AI art 'The Goth Queen' with user description 'Every knot is a question. Every inch of hemp is a boundary redefined. She doesn't just wear the restraints; she inhabits them. In the stillness of the studio, the only thing louder than the friction is her unwavering gaze.'

The Goth Queen

cef_ultra
AI art 'Nana-cha: The Anchor 🕸️⛓️' with user description 'The room is dead quiet—a sharp, uncomfortable departure from the hurricane of energy that usually follows her. Nana-cha has always been the girl who refuses to be still, the one who leaves trails of chaos and color everywhere she goes. But tonight, the motion has finally stopped. The hemp isn’t a restraint; it’s a mapping of her resolve. Every inch of tension is a conversation between her impulsive heart and the immovable weight of the knots. She’s staring into the lens, that familiar, defiant spark still alive, but it’s anchored now. She isn't caught. She’s chosen the exact frequency of her own surrender. And honestly? The silence she’s projecting is heavier than anything she’s ever screamed.'
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Nana-cha: The Anchor 🕸️⛓️

cef_ultra
AI art "Nagatoro Slut ❤️"
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Nagatoro Slut ❤️

blackhairedstudent
AI art 'Hina's Story: Trial Runs Part 2' with user description 'Hina couldn’t take it. Level two was just too much. As best as she could, she tried to hold back the moans threatening to escape but it was a losing battle. Just as she was about to gave in, the intensity dropped to level one. “Young girl, if you aren’t feeling, I have a honey lemon drop that could help” Trying anything to distract herself, she reaches out to grab the drop, “Thank you, si-” Level two. Hina freezes before grabbing the drop, to focused and aroused by the return of the new level. The subway stops and the old man stands, ready to get down. The old man places the drop in her hand and closes her hands around it. “Take care of yourself young one, my stop is here but try not going out when you aren’t well. Level one. Hina shakily relaxes, “Thank you for the kind words.” As the old man leaves, Hina finally takes time to understand her current dilemma. Looks like the second level has her alternating between all the levels. And unfortunately for, she was only two minutes into the round trip. The subway continued its journey, but Hina’s was just beginning. She tried her best to keeping quiet, pressing her hands against where the device was wreaking havoc. Level two. Hina crossed her legs, leaned forward trying to keep her composure. Demo mode. Momentary relax. Level two. She leans back in her seat, eyes squeezed shut and beginning to tear up. covering her mouth to stop any sound from escaping, the other pressed against the device thinking it would ease the stimulation. Not a chance. This endless song and dance felt like torture for the next fifteen minutes as there were multiple stops that day. But the worst part was that Hina was kept at edge unable to release, conflicted on if this was a blessing or a curse. As the subway approached the final stop and the doors opened, Hina rushed out hiding somewhere to try to calm herself. But as she stepped out, the device stopped. Sweating profusely, Hina leans against a wall on the verge of crying. Her phone vibrates, scaring Hina as she thought there was a second device. “Almost done, just need to get level three data and we are done.” Hina lets out a defeated moan. Tired, she heads back to the park before collapsing into the grass, her legs giving way from the earlier exertion. “What have I gotten myself into? This is not what I signed up for.” Well, you did. Verbally at least. So, let’s finish up. At that moment level three begins, and it was far more intense than anything Hina had expected from the tiny demon. She immediately bought her knees to her chest, hands desperately pressed between her legs, her juices flowing between her fingers. Hina couldn’t make a sound, her whole body affected by the strong tremors, but the warmth was quickly spreading from her head to her toes. “This is it! I can finally-” Gone. Done. Disappeared. Hina relaxes, hands and legs spread. Defeated “I’m done, I can’t do this anymore. It’s too much Yuki.” The tears started flowing as Hina was still recovering from the intensity of the final level. Her phone vibrates again, slowly Hina reads the message from Yuki. Just one word. “Office.” Hina gets, the office thankfully a short walk from the park. As Hina walks in Yuki gives her friend a hug. “You did well, to be honest level three is pretty intense.” Hina, looking at her friend with wet eyes, “You monster, I was on edge all day. I was absolutely terrified someone would catch me.” “Hina,” Yuki smiled, “did you forget your safe word?” Hina freezes, recalling the words Yuki left her with before the first level. Why hadn’t she used it? Sure her pride would have prevented her from doing so, but not even once had it occurred to her that there was one. There was no way. Was she secretly enjoying-? No. She couldn’t bring herself to admit that. “Well as a reward I have something that I think you desperately need” She took Hina to the storage closet where a chair and belts her situated. “What is this-“ “Trust me, take off your heels and take a seat. Hina obeys, doing as Yuki said and taking a seat. Yuki grabs the leather belts, securing Hina to the chair, arms tied behind her back, resulting in a frog tie, her feet off the ground. She rips apart her hose, to Hina’s surprise and inserts the device, noting it looked a little different from the one from earlier. Still not done, Yuki unbuttons Hina’s top, attaching two vibrators, one for each nipple. Just as Hina was about to ask, Yuki forces a ring gag into her mouth, stopping her question. Finally she places a blindfold, heightening Hina’s senses of her current situation. After admiring her work, Yuki grabs sound proof headphones and leans next to Hina’s ear. “Have fun girl, and by the way, this one is version two, and has a level four. Enjoy.” Yuki then places the headphones on and closes the door as she leaves. “WHAT!? YUKI PLEASE I CAN’T! COME BACK” but the ring gag prevented anything understandable from coming out. She begins fighting her bonds but to no avail. The conclusion Part 3 soon!'
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Hina's Story: Trial Runs Part 2

mellmell1
AI art 'An appreciation for Psylocke.'
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An appreciation for Psylocke.

ulyth
AI art "[Request] Weekend Getaway with Michelle"
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[Request] Weekend Getaway with Michelle

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