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CHRIS EVANS & SEBASTIAN STAN Ghosted (2023)

Earlier, when you bravely said you would convince Attorney Tae Su-mi in front of Ms. Han, I made up my mind to be brave and say this. What is it you want to say? 

EXTRAORDINARY ATTORNEY WOO (2022)

Selfied

“Sure, no, just let me grab a quick self–” Marissa’s voice locked up mid-word and mid-sentence, her eyes freezing in helpless fascination on her phone as her thumb tapped the wrong icon and the screen exploded into a whirling tunnel of light that captivated her gaze and numbed her body into blank, helpless immobility. She didn’t so much as move a muscle as her friend Ximena walked over to her, cautiously tapping her forehead first before reaching down and giving Marissa’s ample breasts a possessive squeeze. Marissa didn’t react. She didn’t respond. She didn’t give even the slightest sign that she recognized the passage of time. And her friend’s lips slowly spread into a wide, wicked smile.

“That’s a good girl,” Ximena purred, tugging down Marissa’s leggings to reveal a pair of lavender panties that contrasted beautifully with the mesmerized woman’s tawny thighs. “That’s a nice deep slavegirl for your Mistress. You’re doing so well, Marissa, absorbing all my words and putting them down, down, down into the back of your mind where all your programming sits. You have to take a selfie before we head out for girl’s night, don’t you? It’s so important, you can’t possibly skip it. And your thumb always slips to that other button, the one that makes your mind and your body freeze for me.” The panties slid down as well, revealing a dripping cunt concealed behind a downy thatch of brown curly pubic hair.

“And what happens after that, lover, you don’t need to remember.” Ximena’s hands posed Marissa’s body, widening her stance as far as it would go and exposing her pussy even more to the dominant woman’s touch. “You don’t want to remember, not when it feels so very good to drift in pleasure and switch off every last thought for Mistress.” Ximena’s terra cotta fingers sank deep into Marissa’s cunt, finding the swollen nub of Marissa’s clit and rubbing it until the mesmerized slave’s breath came in rapid, panting gasps of arousal. “All you remember is that we had a good night out and you enjoyed yourself. Everything else slips away and slides off and you don’t even try to think about it, the same way you don’t think about anything else I’m telling you.”

Marissa still didn’t move, her face frozen in that same expectant expression, but Ximena could feel the muscles clenching and squeezing involuntarily around her exploring fingers. “You don’t think because you can’t think. Your mind is frozen in the moment, lost in the pretty lights, and there’s nothing between my voice and your deepest self anymore. Everything I say is true because you can’t question it, because the narrative of your mind has stopped and I’m replacing it with my words. I am your thoughts now, Marissa, and everything you think, you know to be true. You know you’re an obedient slave. You know Ximena is always right. You know my suggestions are better than your own beliefs and you’re happy to agree with me in all things.” The clench of orgasm never stopped. Ximena’s wicked smile widened even further.

“In a moment, I’m going to unfreeze your body,” Ximena murmured, “but your mind will remain completely paralyzed. We’re going to go to the bedroom together, and you’re going to sink even deeper into the lights while I instruct you in all the best ways to pleasure my cunt. You might lose sight of the phone, you might even feel your eyes slipping shut, but the lights will remain inside your eyes until I dismiss them and tell you to wake. You understand, don’t you, good girl?” Marissa didn’t move, didn’t speak… but her squeezing cunt told Ximena everything she needed to know about the depths of her slave’s surrender.

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I’ve developed a pointless headcanon that Gholdengo will casually collapse back into a pile of coins when pouting. like they’ll just get upset over something and

cue some trainer walking into the Pokemon Center, dumping 1,000 pennies on the counter, and being like “yeah they didn’t want to come in today”

Reasons I Had a Meltdown

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DJ G-Rave is a very good boy and I really want just a gif of his little dance

Cissy's Mom Tames a Tease

“Someone’s been such a naughty little tease, haven’t they?” The words took Kendra by almost as much surprise as the fingers; she recognized the voice, of course, it was Cissy’s mom, but she’d never heard the older woman’s tones filled with so much power and confidence and carefully controlled lust. “Walking around my house in nothing but her underwear all the time, acting like she doesn’t know what she’s doing when she bends over and shows off the outline of her pretty pink pussy through her panties. Well, I knew what you were doing, my darling girl. And I knew you were just waiting for someone to tame that hot little body of yours. Just like this.” She pressed a little harder over Kendra’s clit, causing a surge of pleasure to go off in the brunette’s head like fireworks.

Cissy’s mom followed it up by swiftly and neatly undoing Kendra’s bra with her free hand, exposing the slightly paler flesh of her breasts and contrasting her suntanned body, then stepping in until they were pressed tightly against each other and kissing Kendra’s neck right at the hollow of her jawline. “It won’t take more than a few moments, really,” the older woman murmured between nuzzling caresses, her lips constantly finding new spots to tease and tickle while her fingers continued their relentless stimulation. “You’re such a horny little girl, so weak and wet and needy for more, and all you really need is permission to sink into the pleasure and let your mind shut down and allow your pussy to do the thinking for you. Your pussy knows what it wants. Your pretty titties know what they want. You’re the only one who’s confused.” The other hand began to squeeze and pinch Kendra’s nipples, and she gasped in hot, tingling arousal.

This wasn’t what she’d expected when she agreed to spend Spring Break with Cissy at her mom’s house in Mendocino instead of joining the crowd down in Daytona. Kendra thought that she and Cissy would wind up getting together, spending their days sunbathing topless and their nights in the same bed. But it turned out that Cissy genuinely only saw her as a friend, and furthermore that she was there to reconnect with some old boyfriend who was happy to explore what college had made of the leggy blonde. Kendra barely saw her after the first day… but she saw a lot of Cissy’s divorced, independently wealthy mom. And apparently Cissy’s mom saw her, too. “Confused minds stop thinking, don’t they, pretty girl?” the older woman asked, and Kendra’s head lolled up and down in thoughtless acquiescence.

“Good girl,” the seductive voice purred, a pleasant contralto that tickled Kendra’s neck with every panting breath. “I’m going to keep rubbing you just a little while longer, just enough to make sure you don’t have a single thought left in that pretty, empty head of yours. And then I’m going to bring you into my bedroom and I’m going to throw you onto my bed and I’m going to tonguefuck that wet, horny pussy of yours until you see stars. Do you understand, little girl?” Kendra nodded. “Do you want that?” She nodded again. “Do you want to be a hot, needy slut for Mistress?” Another nod, the sense of amiable acceptance daisy-chaining from one agreement to the next until Kendra couldn’t even remember what she was saying yes to. She only knew she wanted it all, she’d never been touched like this by any of the boys or girls on campus, and her mind finally collapsed into perfect obedience as she shuddered in the first of many climaxes for her new owner.

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shoutout to autistic people who have memory issues and can't remember many things about your special interests. you don't need to be able to remember things for the interests to be valid or important to you! if you enjoy them that's what matters