Dec 17th
I seem to still be here.
Olly
Olly
Hmm… I dunno?
Weird Stuff Willy? Butt Stuff Bill?
He’s just a dude, but I can work on thinking up a skeleton of details for him…
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Freida post: http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/post/181188548736/does-freeuse-freida-do-the-weird-stuff-friend
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I hereby make the character concept of Freeuse Freida, well, free to use. (I mean, maybe no one wants to use her, but here she is.) I think it’d be interesting to see a sort of mascot character drawn, written, etc by others.
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* If it turns out that you do like her and that you absolutely need to use her for a commercial project, just shoot me a message. I might be convinced, though I kind of want to make sure she stays in the Freeuse-niche free ecosystem. Heck, for free stuff, I won’t even be overly concerned if you forget to mention the CC license. I just don’t want her locked away from everyone because someone tries to drop a restrictive copyright on her. The idea is for Freida to be a character we share. Feel free to change her body type, her whatever, so long as she’s Freeuse and Freida. :)
Smart Slut Test (comic - one panel)
“Guys! I don’t think it’s working! My hands are stuck!”
Enjoy :)
The ebook is available on Amazon Kindle, but there’s not a truly functional coupon/discount system there. So, for freebies, you’ll have to get it on Smashwords.
Happy holidays!
Enjoy a mind blanked slut or enjoy being blanked, whichever will make your holidays happy, bright, and fun. :)
Tomorrow, Dec-17-2018, Tumblr will set all existing “adult content” image posts to private. They say they are not deleting any blogs tomorrow, but you guys should have your stuff backed up. Your content won’t be gone, but only you will be able to access it after that. Your blog will still be here, or at least that is the current plan Tumblr says they have.
Text-only erotica will be allowed, so I’ll still be posting some flash fiction stories here, though I don’t have anything in the queue right now, just in case things don’t go as expected.
There is a text-only backup of this blog on asstr if you feel like reading my old posts sans-images after the 17th: https://www.asstr.org/~Broken_Arrow/mlhtextarchive/
Also, here’s a post with a list of other places my work can be found online: http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/post/180761219746/tumblr-nsfw-massive-purge
Good luck. See you on the other side of the storm.
Alice looked around the party, it had been invaded by a bunch of AntiUse guys, a bunch of old men with grey hair and malfunctioning hearing aids.
“You can’t fuck
“Sex is a dirty thing! Nakedness is wrong! Especially- Especially female breasts!” another old man shouted. “At least put some clothes on while you hump each other!”
“Oh! My! God! Dudes! We’re all here to fuck. Why don’t you just relax and get your dicks out like the rest of the dudes? Look, there’s all these fine-ass women, all these fine ass men, all these fine-ass everyone of every shape and size. Go find some fucking fun already,” a young man told the AntiUsers.
“NO! We’re ashamed of our sexuality and you should be too! Sex is shameful! Sex is shameful!” they started chanting in their cracked and ancient voices.
“Shame is sexy! Shame is sexy!” came back a chant from the sexual humiliation squad.
“FreeUse is here to stay. Free the tits! Liberate the cocks! Let
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Briana spent most of her time in class under a desk with a dick in her mouth. She glanced left and right, to see several of her classmates doing the same.
She listened to her professor, trying to take mental notes of what to write down after class. However, the guy she was sucking off suddenly grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock deep into her throat, ending any chance she could pay attention to anything other than trying to breathe around the thick rod.
His thick, creamy load shot against the back of her throat and she tried not to gag, swallowing every drop until he relaxed and let her pull her head back.
“Guess I’ll have to ask someone for their notes,” she thought while crawling over to the next hard cock waiting for a mouth.
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Whenever she was uncertain about things, afraid of what life had in store for her, Deanna found the nearest cock and sucked it. It really helped her feel the presence of the Godcock in her life and understand her place in the world.
“Oh, dear Godcock, thank you for the cocks I am allowed to serve and the cum I am allowed to swallow,” she prayed. “For all cocks are as one with you and all cum is as your own cum. Bless me, for I am a slut.”
“I gotta tell you, I’m not religious, but I sure am glad women like you are,” the man who was allowing her to suck his cock said.
“If you join the church, you can meet even more women like me,” she said, then took his glorious cock in her mouth.
“I’ll have to think about it.”
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(Who knows if this one is “too explicit” for new
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Kaitlynn knew her red hair was a sign to everyone around her that she was there for the taking, to be used for whatever perverted act anyone wanted.
“It’s been that way since the Irish Carnal Hospitality Regulations passed,” she thought. “I mean, I always let people fuck me however they wanted before, but now, they’re way more open about what they want.”
“Bend over, lass. I want to try out that red-hot ass,” an older man said, pushing her over the bar.
“Y-yes, sir…” she said. “I have some lube in my purse…”
“Don’ worry. I’ve got plenty of spit.”
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Moriah bit her lower lip and ground back with her thick ass, trying to get the man who decided to fuck her to cum as quickly as possible.
“C'mon! You’ve been
“Man! I can’t believe every single woman voted yes on the act,” he said, pounding his cock into her ass and holding it there for a moment. “Even you?”
“Y-yeah. Me too. I know you guys need to get your rocks off,” she said.
“So fucking glad! I never would have had my cock up your lesbian ass without The Act!”
“True…”
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When her mother married Rod, Amy wasn’t too thrilled, but as an eighteen-year-old living at home, she made sure to suck his cock every morning and ask him if he wanted to fuck her ass every night.
“Well, I’ve got good news and bad news for you,” he told her on her nineteenth birthday.
She craned her head back to look at him while continuing to slide her aching asshole up and down his cock.
“News?”
“Yeah. Good news is, I’ll be divorcing your mother so I won’t be here anymore.”
She sighed a little and smiled, despite the pain of his thick cock in her ass.
“The bad news, well, I won you as a comfort slut in the divorce. So, you’ll be coming with me.”
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Cassandra’s PE instructor had her bent over an exercise ball and was slowly pushing even more of his cock into her already overstretched asshole.
“As you can see by the way she’s sweating, nothing really beats involving anal in every one of your workouts. It will help keep you in shape and ready to make men happy,” he said to the class.
Cassandra saw a few of the other girls slowly nod and take their own places bent over large rubber balls while the men stood behind them and pulled out their cocks, ready to help the women workout hard.
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Mackenzie had been tied up, blindfolded, and delivered to the home of the man who would “own” her for the next year. It was the same for every girl when she turned eighteen in her little town.
“I wonder which man I was gifted to,” she thought. “Mr. O'Brien is really cute, but Mr. Lester… I heard he has a huge dick… How long am I going to be here in the dark waiting to find out?”
She felt a weight settle onto the bed next to her, then a rough hand on her naked body. Something wide pressed against her lips, with a sticky, salty liquid clinging to the tip.
“Oh! This has to be Mr. Lester! This thing is so thick… and it’s still going in even though it’s about to hit the back of my throat!” she thought.
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Perhaps I’ll incorporate them into the Intergalactic Coalition Of Free Worlds
I mean, to me, Bigfoot seems kind of anthro already (he’s a “very human ape”), but I’m sure there’s some line I’m unaware of. Not to mention, say, the aliens in something like Treasure Planet or the “hybrid people” in Batman Beyond… I mean… is it “not anthro” if there’s “the science” behind it? I don’t honestly know.
They’d probably be more like anime cat-girls though. Mostly human with ears and tails. Although, Cheetah from DC comics was never a bad sight on a slow Saturday evening when I was a teen.
Basically, I’m testing with that post to see if
I’m also considering a “toons” based set of stories, somewhat similar to the Roger Rabbit books. Where “real humans” might interact with and fuck “real life” cartoon women. I experimented with the general “unreal” nature of that kind of sex in my holocade stories, especially in Mollie’s First Play.
And, of course, I have more monster-based erotica I plan on writing. Ghosts, mummies, aliens, werewolves, sex-zombies, vampires, a summoned demon (specifically for a lonely slut that wants to get laid), etc… I mean, imagine what kind of nonsense you could get up to with a dullahan.
Yeah, there will likely be more of both of those. Although, you shouldn’t expect a flood of that content. Peppered here and there, like a lot of the themes I explore. :)
“Carol, get your ass in here,” he bellowed.
“Yes, sir? Did I do something wrong?” Carol asked, slipping in through the door, preceded momentarily by her large breasts.
She often stumbled in the high heels she was required to wear at work and the panties and bra that were the uniform left her chilled most days, however, she understood that it was important to look professional in order to be professional.
“No… No. It’s nothing to do with you, Carol. I just need to pound your ass for a few minutes. The meeting with the boss was shit,” he said.
She bent over his desk while he eyed her cleavage then reached back and pulled down her black panties.
“Yes, sir. I can understand why you’d need my ass right now, sir.”
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One of the unexpected results of wide-spread CRISPR technology was the homebrew creation of animals with human-level intelligence and humanoid appearances.
Some were more human on the outside than the inside, others were the opposite.
Shannon was His pet. She had the furless body of a human girl in her late teens or early twenties, floppy brown ears, and a puffy tail that wagged whenever he was near.
“Do you want to go for a walk?” he asked.
“Yes! Yes, Master! Walk! Walk!” she shouted, hopping up and nearly toppling him over.
“Okay. Okay. Calm down. Good girl.”
He put the choker chain on her, which she didn’t like much, but she understood that He knew best, and gave a little tug on her leash to pull her back from the door so he could step out first.
“Maybe we’ll see Kathryn and her pup today. You like Roscoe right? If Kathy and I get together, maybe Roscoe and you can have puppies.”
Master talked about a lot of things that Shannon didn’t understand, but she did like playing with Roscoe in the park.
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Hmmm… I don’t plan to, but I expect that there will be a shift of some sort in content themes, how they are explored, and the frequency of each sort without the constraints of available (or unavailable) images.
Are you hoping for more or less of something in particular?
The luminous amber of Erykah’s cheeks always seemed to light even brighter when a man was fucking her from behind in public.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he said.
He grabbed a handful of her thick black hair and pulled, making her arch her back, push out her large breasts, and look at him over her shoulder.
It made it harder to hold onto the bike rack he had her bent over, but she managed.
“Th-thanks,” she said. “Y-you gonna be done soon? I’m going to miss my bus.”
“Don’t worry,” he said, slapping her ass. “I’ll take you back to my place. Wanna give this a ride tonight too.”
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Nikki’s day started with oiling her perky breasts before quietly stalking into her roommate’s bedroom.
She slowly pulled back his sheets, revealing his hard cock, climbed on top of him, and pushed her tits together on either side of the rock-hard rod.
She began to stroke his cock with her tits, enjoying the feel of the hair on his thighs and belly on her hardening nipples. He slowly woke up, his hands quickly finding a place on her head where he took two handfuls of her blonde hair.
Soon, she was pinned under him while he rammed his cock down her throat nearly choking her with each thrust.
“A pretty normal morning for roommates,” she thought. “One of these days I’m going to get a kinky one.”
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I don’t really write cup-size into my stories, but I’ll see what I can do…
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Every one of her classmates chipped in when Haylie turned eighteen. It wasn’t long before she was mind blanked, conditioned to believe she was an obedient slutpuppy, and left on their favorite English teacher’s doorstep as a thank you for all the work he’d done for the class.
As soon as he opened the door, the lithe young woman ran in on all fours, buried her face in his crotch, and wagged her ass, making the tail-shaped butt-plug wag as well.
“Awe! Isn’t that sweet? Someone gave me a new puppy. Let’s get you a nice big bone to play with.”
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Kelley walked into the meeting room with the other women, after all the men had taken their seats. She and the rest of the girls took off their skirts and panties, leaving them on the table near the door, each applied a little lube to their assholes and made their way to their assigned seats.
As she sat down on Bob’s cock, slowly letting the rod slide up into her ass, where it would stay for the duration of the meeting, she watched all the other women take cocks big and small into their assholes as well.
She bit her lower lip and tried to hold onto her pen while her hand started shaking and Bob slowly started pumping his cock in her ass.
“Make sure to take good notes,” he said. “I’ll need them typed and on my desk by tomorrow.”
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Kristen bit her lower lip and tried not to make too much noise while yet another man on the bus worked his spit-lubed cock into her ass. She didn’t want to bother the other passengers just because her ass felt like it was going to be fucked apart.
“When I voted yes on The Act, I really thought I’d be watching skinny sluts getting fucked all the time,” she thought. “But here I am, with my chubby ass hanging out in public while some guy I’m not even sure I’ve looked at yet, shoves his cock up it… again!”
“Gotta love you soft girls with all this cushion to push in,” he said, giving her rump a slap before shoving his cock in at far as it would go and holding it there while shooting load after
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Monica was pinned, face down, on her bed again while her stepbrother fucked her aching asshole as if she were nothing more than one of his blowup dolls.
“Would you stop moaning? I’m trying to watch Sasha Grey get her ass fucked,” he said, referring to the porno he had playing on his tablet while he fucked Monica’s ass.
“Asshole! You could at least actually be fucking me when you’re fucking me, instead of just using me to masturbate to some porn star,” she thought. “God! I’ve got a date with my girlfriend tonight and my ass is going to be wrecked the whole time!”
She bit her sheets and tried to grind back up against his invading cock, hoping to get him to cum faster so she could finish getting ready for her date with her girlfriend.
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The first few times a man made her swallow his piss, Sierra had almost thrown up, just from the thought of it. However, she’d voted yes on The Act and if that’s what they needed to get off, that’s what she was going to do for them.
A year later, and she was a piss-guzzling pro. She could take the tip into her mouth and suck gently so not a drop was spilled. She could open her mouth wide and swallow without closing it whenever it got close to full, to give them a good show. She could even let it overflow and cover her tits, just to show them that she was the filthy human urinal they wanted her to be.
“I didn’t realize how many men were into watersports, but The Act has helped me understand them so much better! Now, I know I should have been begging to be pissed on and to be allowed to swallow their piss all this time,” she told her sister on more than one occasion.
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I link it in all of my milestone posts. Production in it and on the text adventure are both back-burnered, while I work on getting a large enough body of my stuff on Amazon and Smashwords published to be making “a living.” I do poke at both games here and there still.
Summary: Haley finds herself in a strange place, almost like the familiar character select screen, but off in many ways. Soon, her body bends, flexes, wavers, and at last, stabilizes.
When a player joins her, she finds out that she’s not in the holocade any longer, that it’s been decades since the last time she was
What does her virtual life have in store for her now that she’s being emulated at home?
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Haley flickered into existence in the middle of a vast, black expanse and wobbled back and forth, clutching her spinning head, her fingers pushed through her blonde hair, for a moment.
Her body seemed to move a little out of sync with her mind as if there was a delay between when she intended to move and what her arms or legs actually caught up to that thought. Even her breathing, the blinking of her eyes, seemed to catch, slow down, and speed up randomly.
“I feel… so fuzzy… What- What’s going on?” she said, wondering what exactly her voice was echoing off of in the apparently empty space. “This isn’t the character select screen… Where am I?”
“Hold tight,” a voice boomed around her. “I have to make a few adjustments to fine tune you.”
“O-okay…” she said. Her voice
She tried to say
“Thi-this is really weird,” she said, happy that at least her voice was working right again. “Is something wrong with the holocade?”
“You might say that,” the booming voice replied.
She shivered, wondering for a moment why she’d been programmed to feel cold and why the world around her would ever be cold.
“Probably so the pervs can get off on watching my nipples get hard and my skin
She crossed her arms rubbed her shoulders trying to fight against the chill that surrounded her. When she looked down, she saw her body shimmer and wave as if it were a reflection on unsteady water. A few seconds later her body stopped wavering and became solid again.
“Is this guy a tech? Am I in for maintenance? Do holowhores even need maintenance?” she wondered quietly while she waited and tried to ignore the chill in the air.
A series of polygons floated around in front of her, pressed closer together, and pushed in on each other until they took on the vague shape of a person. She watched as detailed layered on until she was looking at a believable facsimile of a man in a tight dark-blue unitard.
He was a little taller than her, well built, had a thin nose and high cheekbones. Altogether, he looked a little like an average man in his late forties or early fifties, with a thick mop of grey hair on top of his head and a pair of glasses that were just a little too big for his face.
“Ah! Looks like you’re cold,” he said.
He reached over into empty space, causing a small keyboard and monitor into existence to float under his hand as if on an invisible desk.
A moment later, she was dressed in a pair of loose slacks, a warm sweater, and a pair of reasonable shoes. She tried to think back through all the men who had pumped quarters into the machine at the holocade and called her up, but she couldn’t remember a single one who had dressed her comfortably.
“So… So, what’s going on?” she asked. “Is the machine broken or is there something wrong with my copy… with me?”
“Well… Maybe, you should sit down for this…” he said, reaching over to his floating keyboard and monitor again.
A soft couch in deep red appeared and four walls in a relaxing pale-yellow surrounded them in short order. Once he added a few more items, a coffee table, some plants, and two cups of hot tea, he sat down on the couch and gestured for her to join him.
She kicked off the shoes he’d just dressed her in and sat down next to him. Then, out of her habit of physical closeness with players, curled her legs up to her side and snuggled into his chest. He seemed to startle a little, but then threw an arm around her and let his hand linger on her waist.
“I think I finally got all the bugs worked out on rendering you,” he said, mostly to himself. “So, here’s the thing… I’m emulating you… or at least, parts of the hardware that runs you.”
“Emulating?” she asked.
She reached over to him and slowly started rubbing her hand over his crotch, enjoying the sight of his cock growing harder and bigger. He snuggled in a little closer and his hand slid up her side to brush against then grip one of her breasts.
“I was checking through a holocade that shut down thirty years ago. Just about everything was stripped. I mean, I found some inducers, a couple psylink bits, and a few busted render-rings. Fixing those was a pain. All of it would have been junk though. I mean, of course, all the datacubes from the service-store were raided years ago…” he went on with his story for a while and she searched his unitard for a zipper, before finding it tucked under a lip of cloth just before she gave up.
After unzipping his clothing, if you could call it that, most of the way, she slid a hand in and rubbed circles on his chest.
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Holocade: Emulated is on Smashwords and Amazon Kindle now!
Haley finds herself in a strange place, almost like the familiar character select screen, but off in many ways. Soon, her body bends, flexes, wavers, and at last, stabilizes.
When a player joins her, she finds out that she’s not in the holocade any longer, that it’s been decades since the last time she was played, and that her future may be different from anything she ever imagined.
What does her virtual life have in store for her now that she’s being emulated at home?
When Vanessa’s mother bankrupt the company, it wasn’t long before it was sold to a larger, more successful company.
Of course, as per the normal stipulations, that meant that her mother and of her daughters under the age of twenty-six became Stress Relief Sluts at the purchasing company.
“You couldn’t have lost the company one year later?” she thought while a large, hairy man shoved his cock in her ass and then grabbed her tits hard enough to make her scream.
“Fucking boss docked my pay today. I’m taking every penny out of this ass,” he said.
“Great… I wish they’d stop docking pay around here,” she thought.
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You should see the fourth in the holocade series pretty soon. It’s a bit more of a bittersweet love story with sexy fun included. It might be a bit divergent from my usual stories in that way, but it felt good to write. When I get the editing finished and get it published, I hope you guys enjoy it.
This is very likely what it sounded like on Monday of Surprise Anal Sex Week at the Kinky College.
(This audio file is an amalgamation of audio clips from various anal videos combined and given some verb to create a hallway effect.)
An old post of a thing I made to give a little audio-candy for the people who enjoy the Kinky College stories.
Paige watched her husband fuck another slut he’d brought home from the bar. It was a scene she’d become accustomed to over the previous year.
Nearly every night, it was a new young slut, bent over on their bed, getting her slut ass drilled while page watched or occasionally served as a “lube slut,” taking his cock into her mouth after it had been in the other girl’s ass or pushing her tongue into the other sluts ass.
“This slut says she wants you to eat her out while I pound her ass. So, get over here, Paige, and get your bitch face between her legs.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir,” Paige said, as usual.
“It’s nice that he still lets me be a part of things,” she thought. “A lot of husbands just make their wives sit in the corner and watch. That’s how I know he loves me.”
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Freeuse is literally a pain in the ass for girls with “Hartman Hips”
(A silly one-panel comic, because it amuses me to make it)
Sometimes, Katelynn wondered why she voted yes on The Act.
When the tenth man in a single day had her bent over some random object in public and was fucking her ass like she was little more than a toy, she wondered.
When a coworker fucked her face and then came on her food, then another coworker made her eat every last bite of her cum-coated lunch while an intern gave him a blowjob under the table, she wondered.
When she got home after a long day of being fucked by men she knew and men she didn’t, ready to relax, only to have her roommate drag her into the shower by her hair, piss on her face, and cum on her tits, she wondered.
“Oh! That’s right! It’s because I love all that stuff! How’d I
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Cheyenne was the last of the women in her batch that he hadn’t chosen to breed yet. Sometimes, she wondered why he was taking so long.
“They won’t send you more women until you either breed me or dismiss me,” she said to him one day.
“Or until you decide to give up and leave,” he said.
“I’ve put a lot of work into trying to get you to breed me,” she said.
He walked over, bent her over a table, and shoved his cock up her ass, always already lubed, just like he had commanded her a year before.
“Let’s take a shower and go ass to mouth for now,” he said. “Then we’ll see how I feel about breeding you tonight.”
“Alright…”
“What was that?”
“I mean… Y-yes, sir.”
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When her fiance took off her blindfold, Jena found herself in the mind blank shop at the local mall.
“M-mind blank? But our wedding is tomorrow!” she said.
“I know! I can’t wait to get married to a drooling, mindless, cock-hungry slut,” he said. “I’ve already scheduled everything. So, just follow Cheyenne back there and she’ll have you blanked and perfect in a couple hours.”
“Perfect? But… I’ll be nothing more than a dumb slut!”
“I know! Perfect!”
“O-okay… I guess… I mean weddings really are a man’s day… so if you want me blanked for it then-”
“Knew you’d understand! Hey, Cheyanne, can we throw in the slutpuppy conditioning?”
“Yes, sir! That’s not a problem.”
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When the company needed to cut back on costs, along with downsizing, they also leveraged the “office supplies” clauses in many of the female workers’ contracts.
That was how Melissa found herself in Supply Closet 101, getting her ass fucked by another man who treated her like nothing more than a set of holes.
He grunted, his cock twitching in her ass for a moment before he pulled out and left her in the little room alone again.
As Office Supplies, she lived, slept, and ate in her supply closet. At night, she’d go down to the showers in the basement with the rest of the Office Supplies girls.
The company didn’t have to pay any of them, could let the men fuck
“Well, I guess it’s better than nothing…”
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As I mentioned, the text-only backup will be on asstr at this URL: https://www.asstr.org/~Broken_Arrow/mlhtextarchive/
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He’d paid a bit extra to have the hormones and nutrients adjusted and loved watching as each day Miranda’s once petite, thin body grew thicker and curvier.
“The best thing about starting with one of these petite living fuck dolls is that if you like that, they’re already set. If not, you can scale up whatever you like,” the technician said when he delivered her.
“Five years,” he said to the girl who would be kept unconscious, pliant, and nourished by the implant in her abdomen. “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll have massive tits and a big fat ass. Wonder what you’ll think after your contract is over.”
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Danielle went to Yoga classes, took ballet, and even spent hours every night training her ass and throat with massive dildos.
“If I’m going to get one of those guys to fuck me, I’m going to have to be at least as good as one of those damn sex-droids,” she told her friends. “The same goes for the rest of you. When was the last time you got laid?”
“Like, seven months ago… sort of… I mean, he let me get him hard so he could fuck his robot…” Destiny said.
“And the rest of you? It’s been years since you’ve touched dick, right? Well, I work at it and I get my ass fucked at least once every two months. You girls really need to up your game!”
They all agreed, in theory. Though she knew, as usual, none of them would actually take her advice.
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“Hello, slut. Welcome to your new home.”
He grabbed Rachelle by her long blonde hair and dragged her inside. With his free hand, he tore off her tee-shirt, then her flimsy shorts, and finally shredded her panties, all without stopping on his way to a set of stairs leading into a basement.
Rachelle’s pussy got wetter with every step into her new guardian’s house. The man she would only be allowed to call Master or Sir until he decided she had been made into a complete and real slut was just as forceful as she had hoped.
“I’m so glad I got into the slut adoption program. I was a little worried that they wouldn’t take me since I’m in my twenties and most girls get in by the time their nineteen at most,” she thought.
“This will be your bed,” he said, gesturing at a small dog pillow. “And this will be where you spend most of your time. I might bring you upstairs, but only to share you with other men, if you earn the privilege.”
“Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!” she said.
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The Coffee Shop: Free Anal With Every Purchase got a nice 5-star review on Amazon :)
Summary: It’s a world where businesses regularly sell the sexual services of their workers to make extra profit, but this particular coffee shop has decided to try an experiment. Will the coffee shop earn more by offering the hot little asses of its baristas with every purchase? Willow and Sunny take cocks up the ass while serving coffee and trying to pay the rent.
It’s the first in the Coffee Shop series. You can get all 4 together:
Marissa pushed her thick glasses up her nose and looked at the two girls who had decided to interrupt her studies.
“What do you two want?” she asked.
“You make it sound like you don’t like us,” Bailey said, brushing a lock of her long blond hair behind her ear. “I think she doesn’t like us, Lori.”
“That’s not true! Everyone knows Marissa is our nerdy little friend.”
Lori hopped up on the table, sitting down on top of the book Marissa had been reading. Once settled, she rolled up her skirt and spread her legs to reveal that she wasn’t wearing panties.
“Show us how much you like us, nerd,” Lori said, pushing Marissa’s face towards her pussy.
Marissa rolled her eyes and let her head be pushed down to Lori’s sweet-smelling cunt.
“Fine… Then I have to get back to studying,” she said.
“After you show both of us how much you like us,” Bailey said.
“Yes… both of you… fine…”
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“¡Ese es mi
“I know it’s your ass. That’s why I’m sticking my dick in it,” he said.
Thanks to the Schoolgirl Exchange Program, he’d sent his eighteen-year-old stepdaughter to a “host family” in another country and had received a schoolgirl from another country in return.
Alejandra was a beautiful, eighteen-year-old woman from Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. He loved taking handfuls of her beautiful dark hair while she deepthroated his cock. He adored the way her brown eyes watered when he fucked her ass. The way she swore in Spanish when she came was adorable.
“I’m so glad I had Madalyn sign up for the program. I just hope her host is treating her half as well as I treat you. Right, Alejandra?”
“Lo que sea, pendejo.” (”Whatever, pendejo.”)
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Kelsie sucked on his cock, her knees on the sticky theater floor, and hoped he’d cum soon. She’d been looking forward to watching the movie all week, but she’d caught the attention of a man who “needed” a blowjob right that moment.
“Dude! Can you cum already? The previews are almost over,” she thought and twirled her tongue around the tip of his cock.
Just as the first scene flickered onto the screen, he pulled out and shot his load on her face.
“Thanks, slut,” he said while she sat back down in her seat next to him.
“Finally! I can watch the fucking movie in peace now,” she thought.
“Hey, can I get one too,” the man on her other side whispered.
She rolled her eyes.
“Yes, sir,” she said and got back down on the floor to suck yet another cock.
“Now, I remember why I just watch movies at home,” she thought.
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“Yes. I am a virtual woman, a holowhore, and you will do whatever I command you to do,” Taylor said.
“Y-yes, Mistress,” the player said, quivering with a mixer of fear and titillation.
She wondered if he was as small and pathetic in real life or if he’d chosen a weaker body in the game to feel even more at her mercy.
“I suppose it’s the same either way since this is the only thing I have for a reality,” she thought.
“Get down and bow before me! Now!”
He fell to his knees, then planted his forehead on the ground. She was sure he was drooling already.
“What kind of pathetic, spineless, worthless little pig-of-a-man goes to an arcade to be bullied by a fake woman?” she asked and stepped onto the back of his head, pushing just enough weight onto her heal to make him moan.
“Th-this… this pathetic… pathetic man, Mistress.”
“Pathetic what?”
“P-pathetic… pig! Pig! I’m a pathetic pig!” he shouted into the ground.
"Yes, you are. Stay there, Piggy. Let’s see which of my toys can make you squeal the loudest.”
“Sometimes, this holocade existence isn’t so bad,” she thought.
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I believe the image above is SFW enough to be fine. We’ll see. I won’t be using images nearly as much (it’ll be pretty rare), but I think ones that are pretty safe for work will be fine to pepper around here and there.
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