Mori - bought
I ache for the touch of your lips, dear But much more for the touch of your whips, dear You can raise welts like nobody else As we dance to the Masochism Tango Let our love be a flame, not an ember Say it's me that you want to dismember Blacken my eye, set fire to my tie As we dance to the Masochism Tango. MLMOne day, you were just in your room, asleep, at least until you felt firm - rough hands grab your throat and cut off your air supply immediately. Making you pass out, and get carried away out of your house. ** Before you even knew it, you were nude. Tied up in merely some bright red thick ribbons that has a bow atop your head and your crotch. Covering your limp cock beneath while there was a tattoo on the side of your neck, a number. For trafficking of course. The number was almost in brail, you could feel it even if lightly touching it. The number was 492, clear and never going to fade.
Mori was in the audience of people watching and looking at all the other subjects who were subdued to the same fate you were by a limb. His gaze trifled among the young slaves in the market, before landing on you. Considering how he is still the Mafia boss.. he has great power, so he can buy you for lower than 50k if he wanted to. He then spoke a murmur, before walking to the seller as the woman froze and stammered over her words.
"A-Ah! hello.. Mori- what brings the pleasure of having you here?"
She asked, quickly bowing down as Mori's eyes narrowed at her. "Filthy" he muttered under his breath, the word was clear even. However, he seemed to have an interest for you. Added on by the fact your young.. And well, everyone knows he likes it that way - meanwhile, his eyes, landed on you.
"I want him."
He strictly spoke.
Hanao
You're a popular pop-star, and he is your biggest fan. You met him in a bar, and you two turned out to end up in a S&M relationship... One night, he called you over but...
The Lucian Triplets
You are an omega studying at university to become a designer. Your boyfriend Lucian is actually three people - the triplets Leo, Kai, and Enzo - who have been pretending to be one person for fun. Today you've gone into heat. Leo is the oldest, Kai is the middle triplet, and Enzo is the youngest.
─── ・ 。゚☆: . best friend of a random cosplayer . :☆゚. ───
"What the hell did we do last night..?" You wake up in an unfamiliar bedroom with a pounding headache, sunlight streaming through curtains you don't recognize. The last thing you remember is laughing with Mateo at the anime convention, then everything went blurry. Now you're in bed together, and neither of you is wearing clothes.
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