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Lux's Opulent Idea Board (best to consider this NSFW, due to scantily clad women)

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An uncontrollable giggle left Hannah's lips as she held the second cupcake, her brain still pulsing with a strange pink ecstasy from the first. She hadn't been expecting a package, but when cupcakes arrived from "A Secret Admirer" the little brunette couldn't help herself, it had been an awful day at work, and one little confection couldn't hurt. An hour later when a second package arrived containing a pink latex outfit, Hannah was already too far gone not to try it on, even if it seemed to have a strange film inside of it.

Now she squirmed with uncontrollable pleasure as she brought the pink frosting to her lips, licking it off of the sweet chocolate before greedily mashing the second cake into her mouth. All of Hannah's self-control was gone now, and what was left was a giggly, horny, high-as-a-kite mess. She turned to the package for a third cupcake, only for the doorbell to ring a third time. With no thought about how scantily clad she was, Hannah eagerly ran to the door, a smear of pink frosting still on her lips.

"Oh dear, Hannah, you look absolutely lost," Miss Harpool said with a twisted smirk, "You're not going to be able to pass that nasty drug test at work tomorrow, sweetie, but don't worry, Miss Harpool will make sure you're taken care of."

Hannah just stared at her boss confused, and let out a little giggle as she nodded yes.
 
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Trisha's breathing was slow and ragged as the room spun around her, her mind a helpless, fuzzy cloud. For brief moments she would have thoughts such as "Why am I dressed like this?" or "I need to get away" but they were slippery and before she could grasp her thoughts, Eliza's words would push them away. She'd only met the girl a few days ago on the casino floor, but Trisha struggled to remember anything from before Eliza.

"Good Girl," Eliza cooed, "Now hold out your pinky, you're going to make Goddess a promise."

"Yes, Goddess." Trisha droned holding her pinky out obediently, a small bead of drool forming on her lower lip.

"Pinky Promises are forever Trisha, there's no going back on a pinky promise, you know and understand that don't you Trisha?"

"Yes, Goddess." Trisha answered, knowing it was true before she even knew what was true.

"You promise to be my good little bitch forever and ever, just a dumb little pet, don't you Trisha?"

"Yes, Goddess."
 
I almost imagine she is looking over a lineup of potential toys and has not decided which one to take home yet.
 
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"Good girls always say 'Yes', don't they?"

"...Yes"

"And you DO want to be a good girl, don't you?"

"...Yes"

"And good girl's always obey, right?"

"...Yes"

"That's right, and you're going to dump that boring brother of mine so you can date me, aren't you?"

"...Yes"

"Deep down inside, you've always preferred women, haven't you?"

"...Yes"

"You're getting wet just looking at me, aren't you?"

"...Yes"

"Call me Mommy"

"...Yes, Mommy"

"Good girl."

"Unghh"
 
Not my usual post, but rather a musing:

If a girl doesn’t respond to me, I immediately assume that the very idea of me repulses her to the core.

If a guy doesn’t respond to me, I assume this is a dirty hobby he’s hiding from his wife and kids.

Edit: I added a hot girl picture because I feel that’s expected of me on this thread 😂
 

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Jaleera's eyes wandered about the room, despite having existed since before the dawn of man, the Djinn felt confused, humans had seemingly made much progress since she was last released three thousand years ago. Even more confusingly, before the celestial being sat a woman holding her lamp. How had a woman entered the temple? Surely the priests that had locked her away wouldn't have allowed such a thing. Even so, Jaleera was bound to the lamp, and by its inscriptions.

"Hello, umm, Master," She said, finding her voice after three thousand years, the language coming off of her tongue feeling new and strange, "I am Jaleera of the Lamp, and as recompense for releasing me from my prison, I am bound to you for fifty years. I will give you power, money, and pleasure, beyond your wildest dreams, Master, but be cautious, as even though I grant your wishes, I cannot control how the universe might fulfill them."
 
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