Usually the last thing you want right before you clock out is a message from your boss, but โ
๐ฒ ใYouโve been working real hard lately.
Mind staying late so I can give you your employee of the month award?
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ใ Yes . . he may be . . . centuries old .
But do you truly think any of that . .
Will have any effect on him
๐ฝ๐โ๐๐โ๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐น .แฃ ใ
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You could beat me senseless and I'd just take it . P - Please . . . You can call me names , you can do whatever you need to . . .
( Words grew quiet , whimpers slipping through from the grazing teeth across his skin . He could feel that bulge . . . )
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โ wellll , since youโre asking sooooo nicely . . . โ
hands CLUTCHING onto that wobbly , butt , the imp pulls the owner closer , bodies pressed flush together . teeth grazing along his throat , leaving faint red lines behind .
โ can you handle it ? โ
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I . . . Can you claim me ?
( He asked , voice weak and practically a whisper . Those claws were definitely full with how fat his ass was . Pillowy , soft . Perfect to be destroyed . )
Please . . .
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โ go on . . ๐ โ
he coos in a low tone , leaning in towards his neck , threateningly tracing his sharp teeth along the warmth of his throat .
claws sunken in the plush , pillowy meat of his rear , squashing around .
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( Lord , he can only get so flustered . Body trembled lightly against the other's touch . )
I . . . I want you to hurt me . To use me . Cum dump , sweat rag , doesn't matter . Foot rest , even .
I wanna be abused until I can't take any more . . .
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arms slowly slinking round otherโs waist , leaning in close , warm breaths on his flustered face .
โ mhmmm , keep talking . . . tell me about all the things you want me to do to you . . . ๐ โ
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