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"E-ermmm..."
A weak, sorta of whimper started to escape his lips while the sound of the wet-almost slurp-like sounds echoed within the single dorm room. A lube-coated hand worked fast: gliding up and down his natural length, while both of his own hands were bound behind his back; laying down on the red sheeted bed, legs slightly spread, Blake Ashford couldn't even see what was truly happening due to the addition of a blindfold wrapped around his eyes tonight. Small squirms in the response to the stimulation, like twitches and jerks in his legs danced out every few seconds, mostly when the hand reached the very tip of his dick.
"Thirty seconds to go~" Her voice basically sung, as she slid her hand down back to the base of his dick, almost bouncing off the slightly swollen orbs. Besides the bed, on her small night stand, was her phone- the stop watch app opened and the time ticking up. "We're almost there~!" Her speed started to pick up, as the final ten seconds neared! Her bright green eyes open wide, studying his body's reactions- she was essentially no longer sitting on the chair , but standing before Blake! "Don't you dare cum! You know what will happen if you do~" She sung, as the time finally reached their goal:
Two minutes.
At that second, her hand instantly let go, cutting off all stimulation. Blake in return, gasped, air being stolen from his lungs as his back arched on the bed. The race of stimuli suddenly stopping and dying off burning through his nerves and body so intense, his hips bucked a few times. But, as she commanded, he did not spill a single drop.
Not wasting a moment, she leap onto him, her arms wrapping around his neck, and her lips stealing a long sloppy embrace with his own- not even bothering to remove the ribbon around his arms, or the blindfold over his eyes. Natasha Antonova couldn't help it, smiling once their lips broke. "You did so well~ " Her praise lingered, while her eyes turned and spotted the pink tube like device on the nightstand besides her phone. "But, let's clean you up and back in, shall we~?"
Still exhaling, trying to regain a normal sense of breathing, Blake nodded ever so softly...It wasn't like he had much of a real choice in the manner. He did, but it was complicated! In a good way....
Still, sometimes he wondered how he got here...
.....
Three Months Earlier....
Now as a twenty-one year old, starting his second year of University, Blake was determined to reinvent himself. Freshmen year was kinda... not the best. Attempting to be the 'Cool, silent anime protagonist' but in real life was not the most beneficial move when starting not only college but living away from home. To say it was more back-firing than anything would be an understatement. He did not make many friends, people laughed at him, and his 'social status' was not any better than he was hoping. A summer away, back home and what not, it was enough time to self reflect and be determined to be at least normal this year!
What better way, than to simply talk to a girl first day of the new semester? Confidence was important after all. And there was someone he already had in mind, a woman who had established a bit of a reputation freshmen year: Natasha Antonova: Member of the Track team, but more importantly-
She turned down everyone who had asked her out last year. Men, women, everyone! All for different reasons, or sometimes it was just straight, 'No."
And, the rumors around Natalia began to swarm all throughout last year. Some rumors were just coping about being rejected, some the imagination running wild, others just curious about her. Blake on the other hand? Eh, it did not matter much than. Now? Well, it still did not! This year, he would at least attempt to go out with her, hell- he'd simply just attempt to talk to her! And so, the first day Track met, he waited. Sitting in the bleachers, and watching the practice unfold, he minded his own business- checking his phone and what not, so he didn't seem like he was just watching the team so intensely. When practice ended, he made his move.
Natasha, with her red brunette hair tied back was slowly pacing away, when he came from behind. "Hey, excuse me, Natasha do you have a minute?"
Stopping, she turned and rose a brow.
"I know its the first day and everything, but would you like to go out sometime?" A simple and direct approach! His stomach was in twists and knots simply uttering these words, he even swore he felt a bit of sweat around his forehead, but Blake kept his face as calm as it could be. He expected the 'No thanks' to follow swiftly, and that was okay. He had talked- kinda, if one considered one question talking to someone, to her and that was good enough. However, his heart sunk when she responded.
"Hmmmm, maybe. Walk and talk with me?" She gestured with a small nod to follow her, and Blake was stunned. His own light blue eyes blinked curiously, and she was already walking, so he had to be a little hasty to follow and catch up. Those around the encounter, were also caught off guard. Eyes blinking and widening in confusion.
...
Following her to outside the locker rooms, Blake felt the sweat run down his face more. Natasha turned, and glanced down both sides of the hallway, before offering him a look. "You seem cute, and I'm willing to give you a shot- but you should know, " and suddenly there was some hesitation in her voice, some worry almost. Blake wasn't sure what it was, but he was already slightly nodding as a small sign of reassurance.
"I have terms and conditions, if that makes sense. To be blunt- I want to control you and your orgasms." She suddenly stated.
Keeping a look on her, Blake titled his chin a little. "Oh?....
"I know what I want, and it might sound weird but I'm not kidding around. If you agree, and listen, I'm more than happy to go on dates, and such. Of course, you can back out whenever you want." Natasha added, before looking into his eyes.
And that's how it started...
---------------
A weak, sorta of whimper started to escape his lips while the sound of the wet-almost slurp-like sounds echoed within the single dorm room. A lube-coated hand worked fast: gliding up and down his natural length, while both of his own hands were bound behind his back; laying down on the red sheeted bed, legs slightly spread, Blake Ashford couldn't even see what was truly happening due to the addition of a blindfold wrapped around his eyes tonight. Small squirms in the response to the stimulation, like twitches and jerks in his legs danced out every few seconds, mostly when the hand reached the very tip of his dick.
"Thirty seconds to go~" Her voice basically sung, as she slid her hand down back to the base of his dick, almost bouncing off the slightly swollen orbs. Besides the bed, on her small night stand, was her phone- the stop watch app opened and the time ticking up. "We're almost there~!" Her speed started to pick up, as the final ten seconds neared! Her bright green eyes open wide, studying his body's reactions- she was essentially no longer sitting on the chair , but standing before Blake! "Don't you dare cum! You know what will happen if you do~" She sung, as the time finally reached their goal:
Two minutes.
At that second, her hand instantly let go, cutting off all stimulation. Blake in return, gasped, air being stolen from his lungs as his back arched on the bed. The race of stimuli suddenly stopping and dying off burning through his nerves and body so intense, his hips bucked a few times. But, as she commanded, he did not spill a single drop.
Not wasting a moment, she leap onto him, her arms wrapping around his neck, and her lips stealing a long sloppy embrace with his own- not even bothering to remove the ribbon around his arms, or the blindfold over his eyes. Natasha Antonova couldn't help it, smiling once their lips broke. "You did so well~ " Her praise lingered, while her eyes turned and spotted the pink tube like device on the nightstand besides her phone. "But, let's clean you up and back in, shall we~?"
Still exhaling, trying to regain a normal sense of breathing, Blake nodded ever so softly...It wasn't like he had much of a real choice in the manner. He did, but it was complicated! In a good way....
Still, sometimes he wondered how he got here...
.....
Three Months Earlier....
Now as a twenty-one year old, starting his second year of University, Blake was determined to reinvent himself. Freshmen year was kinda... not the best. Attempting to be the 'Cool, silent anime protagonist' but in real life was not the most beneficial move when starting not only college but living away from home. To say it was more back-firing than anything would be an understatement. He did not make many friends, people laughed at him, and his 'social status' was not any better than he was hoping. A summer away, back home and what not, it was enough time to self reflect and be determined to be at least normal this year!
What better way, than to simply talk to a girl first day of the new semester? Confidence was important after all. And there was someone he already had in mind, a woman who had established a bit of a reputation freshmen year: Natasha Antonova: Member of the Track team, but more importantly-
She turned down everyone who had asked her out last year. Men, women, everyone! All for different reasons, or sometimes it was just straight, 'No."
And, the rumors around Natalia began to swarm all throughout last year. Some rumors were just coping about being rejected, some the imagination running wild, others just curious about her. Blake on the other hand? Eh, it did not matter much than. Now? Well, it still did not! This year, he would at least attempt to go out with her, hell- he'd simply just attempt to talk to her! And so, the first day Track met, he waited. Sitting in the bleachers, and watching the practice unfold, he minded his own business- checking his phone and what not, so he didn't seem like he was just watching the team so intensely. When practice ended, he made his move.
Natasha, with her red brunette hair tied back was slowly pacing away, when he came from behind. "Hey, excuse me, Natasha do you have a minute?"
Stopping, she turned and rose a brow.
"I know its the first day and everything, but would you like to go out sometime?" A simple and direct approach! His stomach was in twists and knots simply uttering these words, he even swore he felt a bit of sweat around his forehead, but Blake kept his face as calm as it could be. He expected the 'No thanks' to follow swiftly, and that was okay. He had talked- kinda, if one considered one question talking to someone, to her and that was good enough. However, his heart sunk when she responded.
"Hmmmm, maybe. Walk and talk with me?" She gestured with a small nod to follow her, and Blake was stunned. His own light blue eyes blinked curiously, and she was already walking, so he had to be a little hasty to follow and catch up. Those around the encounter, were also caught off guard. Eyes blinking and widening in confusion.
...
Following her to outside the locker rooms, Blake felt the sweat run down his face more. Natasha turned, and glanced down both sides of the hallway, before offering him a look. "You seem cute, and I'm willing to give you a shot- but you should know, " and suddenly there was some hesitation in her voice, some worry almost. Blake wasn't sure what it was, but he was already slightly nodding as a small sign of reassurance.
"I have terms and conditions, if that makes sense. To be blunt- I want to control you and your orgasms." She suddenly stated.
Keeping a look on her, Blake titled his chin a little. "Oh?....
"I know what I want, and it might sound weird but I'm not kidding around. If you agree, and listen, I'm more than happy to go on dates, and such. Of course, you can back out whenever you want." Natasha added, before looking into his eyes.
And that's how it started...
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Hello!
Thanks for reading! This prompt is based off a Doujin series I enjoy a lot and the basic concept is here from there, but with our own characters, and setting. Basically, a slight loser, of sorts, asks a girl out at his university in his attempts to better his confidence and learn to be less of a loser, and she agrees! Just turns out, she's a closeted pervert with her own desires and this slightly Femmy-boy is exactly what she was looking for! ~
Blake Ashford, our 'protagonist' of sorts, a twenty-one year old second year at Uni. Standing around five foot six, he has bright blonde hair and light blue eyes. Taking more after his mother, his cheeks were softer and rounder, a small nose. His hobbies include: Gaming, and watching anime, but along with sketching and doodling and archery.
I am looking to write as Blake, as my main character for this idea.
Natasha Antonova, our other protagonist. Twenty-one, and a member of the University's track team for fun- not for a scholarship. She has a more natural tan to her skin, and emerald green eyes; she often adds red highlights to her middle of the back length brunette hair. Standing five foot five, with a toned build, she loves to run and do track. Deep down though, she's a slightly perverted individual. Longing to control someone's body and orgasms. She dreams one day of feminizing someone to her heart's content, and loves the idea of teasing someone.
I am looking for a partner to write as Natasha.
Our story would start, perhaps where the prompt started or could be right after Blake agrees to her conditions. Things ideally would be a slow start- meeting up after classes, and edging of sorts. But eventually, she starts to push things more. Locking Blake in a chastity cage- prolonged edging sessions, dress up dates, and so on. Of course though, she is beyond loyal to her Blake. She might wear the key around her neck a lot, and still be hit on by others but she turns them down. As long as Blake keeps up his end of things, she is only set on him. She might reward with a normal sort of date sometimes too, or a more perverted one.
Of course, open to ideas to be tossed in, as well.
In terms of Kinks, and Likes:
Thanks for reading! This prompt is based off a Doujin series I enjoy a lot and the basic concept is here from there, but with our own characters, and setting. Basically, a slight loser, of sorts, asks a girl out at his university in his attempts to better his confidence and learn to be less of a loser, and she agrees! Just turns out, she's a closeted pervert with her own desires and this slightly Femmy-boy is exactly what she was looking for! ~
Blake Ashford, our 'protagonist' of sorts, a twenty-one year old second year at Uni. Standing around five foot six, he has bright blonde hair and light blue eyes. Taking more after his mother, his cheeks were softer and rounder, a small nose. His hobbies include: Gaming, and watching anime, but along with sketching and doodling and archery.
I am looking to write as Blake, as my main character for this idea.
Natasha Antonova, our other protagonist. Twenty-one, and a member of the University's track team for fun- not for a scholarship. She has a more natural tan to her skin, and emerald green eyes; she often adds red highlights to her middle of the back length brunette hair. Standing five foot five, with a toned build, she loves to run and do track. Deep down though, she's a slightly perverted individual. Longing to control someone's body and orgasms. She dreams one day of feminizing someone to her heart's content, and loves the idea of teasing someone.
I am looking for a partner to write as Natasha.
Our story would start, perhaps where the prompt started or could be right after Blake agrees to her conditions. Things ideally would be a slow start- meeting up after classes, and edging of sorts. But eventually, she starts to push things more. Locking Blake in a chastity cage- prolonged edging sessions, dress up dates, and so on. Of course though, she is beyond loyal to her Blake. She might wear the key around her neck a lot, and still be hit on by others but she turns them down. As long as Blake keeps up his end of things, she is only set on him. She might reward with a normal sort of date sometimes too, or a more perverted one.
Of course, open to ideas to be tossed in, as well.
In terms of Kinks, and Likes:
- General Kinks:
- Third Person writing, Hand-holding, Femdom. Orgasm Control/Denial. Chastity cages. Blindfolds/bondage/gags/Panties used as gags. Cock and Ball Torture/Play. Risk of being seen. Public Teasing. Edging/stimulation play. Pegging. Forced Cross-dressing. Feminization. Sounding. Wedgies/Bully like things. Rewards and Punishments. Hentai/Porn World Logic being used. Panties in general And more!
- Orgasm control/Denial- Prolonged denial is always fun to me. Even the more unrealistic elements. A cock cage being on for long periods, if on always after a point.
- Bullying: Name calling, and playful insults. Wedgies in panties. Love the terms, "Slitty" referring to a cock in a cage, "Leaking" referring to pre-cum oozing out of a caged cock too.
- CBT- All sorts, from the basic slapping, kicking- to more unusual. Balls being used as a foot rest. Humblers used. Leashes tied around balls and led about. And so on!
- Hentai/Porn logic: Sillier things like, Cum being pushed back down a dick and it causing the balls to swell a little.
- Panties: Big Panty fetish. So, things like panties showing, when someone bends down, upskirts, whaletails, are all fun to me.
- Blood/Gore/Vore. Musk/Bad-Body Smells. Dirty Body Parts. Hyper-sizes of any sort. In Terms of CBT-popping, or permanent damage.1st Person writing. Poop/Piss/Bathroom Kinks/Diapers. Cuckolding. Low-effort messages like, "Hey, I'm interested"