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dreamlessinparis asked:
You've been kidnapped for the sole reason of being a sex slave? Who are your captors?
Soft!Dark Andy & Dark!Lee
Or
Soft!Dark! Bucky & Night!Curtis
I tin't believe you made me cull between these two pairs….
Just I'm going with Soft!Dark!Andy and Nighttime!Lee….
Warnings: Mentions of drugging, kidnapping, NONCON, vaginal sex, hints of loss of virginity, Lee is an asshole and Andy isn't much better.
xviii+ below the cut. Seriously.
If someone had told you earlier that mean solar day that you'd exist in the position you're in correct at present, y'all'd have laughed in their face. Incommunicable, you'd have thought. In that location's no way Andy would do that.
It became apparently very quickly that you lot didn't know your boss besides as you thought you did. You began to experience a little drowsy over your afternoon java, but thought nothing of it; putting it down to beingness overworked and sleep deprived.
When y'all woke up in a foreign bedroom, moth-eaten drapes blocking the view from the window, and your wrists jump in front of you - y'all panicked. The relief y'all felt when Andy walked into the room and crouched downward in front of you was short lived, the sadistic smirk on his confront making your blood run water ice cold.
"Got a friend I wanted to introduce you to sweetheart," he tells you, reaching out to stroke the apple of your reddened cheek with his thumb. "I owe him a little favour, and I effigy y'all can help me out with that."
Y'all sob against the gag in your mouth, too stunned to realise that your cries are being muffled by your own panties. "This is Sheriff Bodecker, Dove."
Y'all tin barely see him through your tears, only the say-so that oozes from him, the way he walks towards your crumpled class confidently, and the low, Southern drawl that slips from his lips is enough to have y'all shaking. "Well, look'it this. You weren't kiddin', Barber. She is a peach. Shame g'about to mess 'er upwardly, ain't information technology?"
Its pointless to resist his grubby hands on your waist every bit he settles on his knees backside you, but you endeavour to anyway; Andy's thick fingers gripping your chin as he forces your gaze up to meet his.
"I know, Dove. Y'all're scared," he coos while Lee flips your skirt up over your waist, your cunt blank before his ravenous gaze. "I promised him starting time fuck of that sweet piffling pussy, and I can't hope information technology's not gonna injure."
"Oh, s'gonna hurt," Lee grunts, pumping his stiff cock in his palm and lining it upwardly with your traitorously slick core. "She's fuckin' moisture. Crocodile tears, that'southward what they are. 1000'done waitin'."
Andy rips the panties from your mouth, a shocked wail flight from your mouth as Lee splits yous open in one careless, utterly cruel thrust - his fingernails earthworks into the soft flesh of your waist.
"Fuck, that's a tight cunt. You a virgin, darlin'?" Lee goads, rutting into yous like a human being possessed. "Did I only pop that pretty reddish?"
You can't speak - can barely breathe as his girth stretches y'all out - your eyes bulging at the sight of Andy palming his erection through his pants, fingers however pinching at your mentum.
"Doing such a proficient job, sweetheart. Knew y'all'd be perfect for this," Andy praises, and you hate the fashion your cunt clenches around Lee's cock when he does and then. "You can take it. I know you lot tin. He's gonna get y'all nice and fix for me."
"You await your damn turn, Barber," Lee hisses, his hips pounding confronting your donkey every bit you struggle to concord yourself up. "Might even take a ride in that tight ass later. How about it, Peach?"
The thought makes your gut twist. Y'all try to cry out, to scream and wail, but there's no use. Your trunk in shock, all y'all can exercise is take it, antisocial your body's reaction equally you feel your toes showtime to curl. "Don't matter anyhow. If she's lucky, she'll pass out before long and she won't even feel it."
You consume downwards the bile in your throat as you rip your confront away from Andy's grasp, whimpering with each dial of Lee'south cock to your neck. You feel your eyes leak with fresh tears at the sight of Andy pulling his cock gratis of his pants, sitting dorsum on his knees as he curls a hand around the back of your head.
"Just breathe through your olfactory organ, sweetheart," Andy tells you - his tone slick with false concern. He tugs at his length, smirking as your mouth falls open. "Let Sheriff Bodecker accept his fill, and if yous're a practiced girl, I'll testify y'all how really you lot deserve to be fucked."
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And so, I've never had this happen earlier, I honestly don't fifty-fifty know where to first. A few days ago I was tagged in this mail:
I don't know @spiritualchange and up until this betoken I had no issue with them. I'll admit- this mail service weirded me out- this place has been weird lately. So, because this is a fun hobby for me and a safety space, I decided to block this person and go along with my solar day.
Spiritualchange did not follow me and has never engaged with any of my fics- including the Lucky Charms AU.
Then tonight I go flooded with asks from people letting me know this person has since made a baskball AU with similar pairings and troupes- that's OK- I don't own troupes/nicknames or pairings… simply what I practise ain is specific plot lines/ideas that I have written.
Then hither we go… My story was posted on December 21, 2021 and her'southward was posted 3/viii/2022.
In my fic with Passenger vehicle B x his sweetheart are sweethearts from college- the 1 that got abroad- he has a framed away jersey in his role. His players inquire him where his home jersey is…
And in her fic Omnibus B x sweets are sweethearts from college- the one that got away- he had a framed away jersey and his players ask him where his habitation jersey is…
So fast forward to the end of each fic:
In my fic Passenger vehicle B'southward players and Andy observe out that his sweetheart still has his home bailiwick of jersey.
And in her fic Coach B's player finds out that his sweet nevertheless has his domicile jersey.
I would besides like to bespeak out the definition of plagiarism from dictionary.com:
The taking of someone else'due south ideas and passing them as your own.
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This is not okay, and I don't understand how anyone tin can exist this brazen near stealing.
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