masanari | [Futurelandia] The Thanksgiving and Early December Post

[Futurelandia] The Thanksgiving and Early December Post

[ It's been around a month since everything started to change. And frankly, a damn sure more things have changed even in that month. There's simplistic ones, such as Masaomi getting a vasectomy which even if he tried to keep it on the downlow, everyone found out about because of what a whiner he was for his week of medical abstinence and everyone felt after that for how he proceeded to fuck every relevant woman in the house and who would sleep with him out of the house into submission for the next two or three days. Everyone sort of had a rude awakening there.

But then, some changes were bigger and more serious. A new member joined there pack (Veroncia) not all that long ago, and it was much to everyone except some of the adult's surprise. Everyone had to learn their new pecking order and where she fit in with the rest of them. Masaomi and Nariko continued their rituals and continued their seeing other people, to mixed results from both. Audrey was hanging around the house more, though she hadn't had the recommended Talk with Masaomi about joining, despite making this something of a second home for her. And of course, Junko's training continued despite the week long hiatus from it.

Everyone was changing, and everyone was adapting. Yamato even had a sexy car now. And at the culmination of everything, a sort of milestone in the midst of everything, there was Thanksgiving, the lead up to it, and the follow up after it leading into December. A time when a lot of people hung out in one house, and then things got weirdly tense for a variety of reasons. God bess us, every one. ]

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Ooooh. Oh? I think you were pretty much that much of a slut already!

[ He smirks at this, and - well, he's trying to be gentle as he slides off the straps and then tugs down the dress. But if he needs to, he will rip that dress off and apart. But he's going to see those tits, feel those tits. He smirks at her, leaning down to kiss on her chin before he settles his eyes right on her down, his lips curling up into a smirk. But hey, he was being considerate!

But no more. No need for more. He pulls her dress down and he grins at her ]

You've had Koji fuck you in the ass before, right? And you've probably let Sully cover you in his cum.

You're right.

[He's incredibly right, because her limit was actually five at once, so. There you go.

It's a difficult dress to be gentle with, and since it's rather form fitting he basically succeeds in shifting it around a little. If he wants it off it's going to require popping all the buttons that line the front. It's a very go big or go home kind of deal. Stop being considerate Masaomi. When did it ever do you any favors.]

That's - you know, it's really hard to say no to that particular son! [... She let Koji do anything he could manage to confidently ask for.] And he - he asked nicely so!

[Look, there's no a lot she would object to.]

[ ... Yeah fuck it. Fuck it, being considerate never really got him anywhere but more headaches. Deciding to be a real jerk, he finally just gives up, grips the dress hard, and then with a confident and strong set of tugs makes to rip the thing off, or at least rip the buttons free so that he can get her tits out. Because there is no way, even if he wasn't full on fucking her as much as quickly rocking his hips against her that he was going to undo all those buttons. He growls as he does this, his scent shooting out to fill the room again, giving her a new dose of the thing.

But the growl turns into a laugh - and he settles on more stories of her slutdom before now. He honestly only knew maybe a quarter of these to be true, suspected one or two more of them. Some of these were straight up guesses, and some of them were fantasies, ]

Oh, that time, he asked! The first time Sully took you, her just bent you over in the hall and stuck it in, didn't even ask! He started to fuck you, and you liked it, your resistance was just token at that point - just like when Koji came into your room and broke in that bed of yours your first night here! That wasn't enough, for either of you though - you had to do it on top of Yamato's bed, stain his sheets with both of your fluids even as you praised my boy's cock. And speaking of Yamato, when you did it in that car of his, you looked out the windows, hoping someone was walking past to see you! Octavio and Tom nailed you at the same time, Tom in the back and Octavio in the front, and to give Octavio his turn later, you you gave him a good strip dance! Tom's fucked that cunt of yours so many times he might as well have a reserved spot-

[ His smirk widens all the more and he leans down to whisper to her - ]

And yet that's not even half of what an absolute slut you'll be for your Alpha, is it?

[And she had been doing such a good job! But there's no maintaining her sanity through that, the immediate spike and the entire monologue that he gives her. He's obviously into fantasies and there's going to be a time in the immediate future where she'll attempt to use that against him. Right now hearing that entire list of fantasies and half as well as total truths just makes it better, and drives her right back into the submissive mindset that she's forgetting to hate.]

No. [Can an Alpha's scent make her feel a little in love? Not in a meaningful way, god no, but - maybe it's just that she admires him a lot there. From tearing her dress so blatantly to how intricate he was with some of that.] I'll save the absolute best for you, give you more, ask to be ruined over and over again until you're satisfied --

[Where the hell did her concern over self control go? Maybe it followed her composure because it's something of a miracle that she can get that much out as it is. She's flushed all over and if he moves just hard enough her tits are going to bounce out of an all together unassuming, almost innocent little white bra. There are little stars in her nipples today. Because it was a Thursday.] They can fuck me but I want you - [Well obviously, he's pretty easy to want.] I want to be owned by you!

[It sounds cool, don't think too hard on it, Masaomi.]

[ He really and truly does. He was such a chatty being - dirty talk, fantasies, elaborately designed things even in the midst of rough sex - the whole thing was one of his most blatant turn ons, probably more than the dirtiest of positions or even something which was really physically stimulating to him like getting his fingers sucked. Still, his lips growing wider and wider, he reaches down to rip that bra off her, probably tearing the fabric or breaking the clasp. But what does he can, he's exposing her tits.

And with a grin, he leans down and gets a firm grip on her hips, and on her thighs. He traces around to plant one hand on her butt and another behind her back - and he makes to lift her off the desk. He does need to slow down his thrusting, but he aims to not take his cock out of her as he does this. He lifts her arm, and walks with her in his arms towards the door ]

I'll own you then! I'll make use of your cunt until it breaks, and when you're in the same room as me, just the sight of me will have you spiraling towards slutdom, leaking between your legs wit ha barely hidden desire. I might be Junko's Master, but you can do much better than that, can't you?

[ And at the door to the room - he locked it, didn't he? Rrrr- He shifts the position to push her back against the door and thrust into her there so his hand can go unlock it and open it ]

[She knows that motion well enough so when he presses along her spine she inevitably lifts up, possessing a little more upper body strength than what might be expected of her little frame. And it's only natural to get her arms around his neck and tighten her legs around him, too. They're kind of attached at all the most relevant points, and she should really be more concerned with what he's doing, but it's difficult to care. He hasn't left her body and that's all she needs to remain constant.

But every single thing that he says doesn't hurt either, and it seems to stoke some deeper part of herself that she wasn't aware of during the first go around. ]

So much better [Her nails drag along the back of his neck and against his shoulder blades.] I don't care if I have to crawl naked to get to your cock. I'll drip all over the floor and still beg to be fucked however my Alpha wants, no matter how humiliating and filthy it might be!

[Seriously, where are they going?]

You'll be a real bitch, wear my cum on your skin as a badge of honor, keep that scent strong all over your body for a while day, getting horny right off it.

[ He continues to fuck her hard against the door, thankful for the fact that this lock wasn't exactly hard and that she was cooperating with him. The fact he didn't need to pick her up and support her entirely under his down power made this much easier. Still, as he fixes the lock and opens the door, he pulls her back towards hem, stepping back to pull the thing free. And then out into the hall they go, slowly at first, but then the Alpha lurches forward, pinning her up against the far wall to fuck her as he was against the door, his lips going down to her collarbone to bite down on her skin ]

Come on, tell me what a slut you've become!

[The moral of the story here is that she should definitely be more concerned with what he's doing, but once she feels the wall against her back that's what she braces on so that he only has to deal with keeping her steady. She goes back to tugging at his hair, grinding her hips into his a little. If she were in her own mind, again, she'd point out that while she doesn't have much in the way of limits he's literally fucking her in a hall where anyone could see. That's pretty fucking slutty.

But there's always room for more, isn't there? Especially with him.]

Ah but that way I can't - I wouldn't even get Sullivan or Octavio to touch me in that state! I'll have to beg until my voice is gone.

[Which isn't necessarily a bad idea, not by any means.] You'd have to reapply your cum constantly!

Do you think that Sully is that scared of my scent?! Do you think he could really pass up a begging whore like you?

[ He grins wider at this, working his hips up into her- he was fucking her were anyone can see, anyone can hear, anyone can smell. There's sounds of movement on the floors below. People are reacting. And that in and of itself was pretty exciting, right? He leans in, pulling against the tug on his hair to bite down on her cheek ]

Not if I - [It'd be so easy to just give up and let him fuck her. She could work herself down to that, but it'd be the absolute basics, right? The very least she could do. Her very obviously gets off on this and knowing that makes it harder to avoid putting to good use. She wants to please him in any way she can manage, and that means pushing through the desire to moan like the shameless bitch she is.] not if I don't promise to let him cum on my face again! He can't help himself then!

[That much had been true, though she hadn't ever let him do anything with her in public.] You might as well - make me the pack toy!

[... She'd actually love that... This place was full of hot men and women, she wouldn't say no to a single one.]

[ She's come so far. Talking about her goals and her autonomy and all that, and then talking about being the pack toy. It's true that neither is necessarily mutually exclusive, but it's something that makes him shiver, eager with the possibilities. Even if Audrey was speaking up too much, even if Audrey was only saying things to please him...

He smirks. He inhales with a sharp gasp, and he - ]

That's a great idea, Audrey! That'll be how you enter a nirvana of slutdom! We'll tattoo "fuck toy" over your heart, and make sure that the whole pack knows you're open for use whenever they want and however they want! You'll get used by every single person here!

[Her growth is really a testament to his scent and what he can inspire in a young girl! It's probably no wonder that Junko's become unable to think about anything except fucking, Audrey might not be in any better a state if she was being put through the ringer in the same way! And while in a sense she really is saying it to please him there are slivers of truth, too. If it meant Masaomi's absolute approval, maybe even pride in her, she'd remain covered in his scent for weeks.]

Every - single - person. I want it, I'd let them especially if you, if it meant you'd reward me later!

[You've gotta know how to motivate people and that's the key to getting her to do anything. Approval. Almost the complete opposite of Junko, ironically enough.]

Ehehehe! That's just what our pack needs! We'll get you that tattoo, and we'll get you something else - more ink, or maybe some sort of panties that say "unlimited access" ...

[ He laughs throatily at the image. And he says what he says next, moving up with the next thrusts, with a sincerity which might be horrifying in this moment if either could be removed from the scent that drove them mad and the culture that put them to this point- ]

But reward you, Audrey? I'll be proud of you, fulfilling such an important role for this pack! I'll fuck you up the ass in front of everyone, I'll walk you through the streets naked on a leash!

[She shouldn't feel so good about this. It shouldn't feel nice or satisfying or like what she's been waiting for all her life. Everything he's saying feels more important than her goals, her academic dreams, and any issue she might have had with anyone else in her life. Too much of her wants to live off of every idea he comes up with and she falls into it so easily.

But he'd be proud of her and why does that .... Why does it almost make her want to cry? And why doesn't that impact her scent in the least? This whole time her body has dutifully responded to his unconscious orders, the Alpha scent that kept her dripping like a river up against the wall. It's a weird moment, and she feeds right back into the submissiveness by focusing on her 'rewards'.]

I - I'll -- [She can barely breathe, all of this is pushing her closer to another brain breaking orgasm.] I'll do it, I can get tattoos or run a train, I don't care, if you'll -- if you want it I'll be the best pack whore ever!

[She's gripping his hair a little too hard but it's because she doesn't want to cum, she doesn't want it even when she does want it.]

[ In his more right mind, less in the moment, Masaomi would want to be more fair. He would want to have Audrey accomplish everything she set off to do. But even in his right mind, the sort of state where he would at least recognize that strange reaction she had to his declaration of pride- even then, he wouldn't see a contradiction, or at least not a complete one - between these demands and that realization. He wants her to accomplish much, yes, but...

But this idea was glorious. These demands made him feel so fucking horny. And through his grip on her slips a little as a result, making her slide down the wall a little - he takes this moment to - to lift her up. He corrects his grip, and then makes to shift their position again. He makes to get her off the wall, and as best he can without trying to disconnect them from the hips, he tries to get her on all fours, and fuck/push her towards the stairwell ]

Then I'll announce it tomorrow! We'll get you that tattoo over your heart, and we'll seal the contract! From here on, Audrey Michaelson is our pack whore, meant for public use by anyone and everyone!

[ But despite his words, he's now shouting it down the stairs, even as he fucks her ]

[She's so close, feeding off of every inhale, every thrust and then he - Goddammit, he's moving them again and she whines incredibly loudly, it's practically a cry. Her grip is weak but they stumble to where he wants them anyway. Her limbs feel shaky and it feels like she doesn't have a single, solid thing to hold herself on aside from his cock inside of her.]

Yes, yes, oh fuck, Alpha!

[She's supposed to last a lot longer than this, she knows it, and feels guilty, but there's no real way of stopping it. She can't handle the image, the possibilities that are springing from all of this. She just doesn't have the endurance, and the force of her orgasm proves it because she's rarely felt something this hard, down to the marrow in her bones. It's not going to be over anytime soon but that's fine. If she's going to be the pack whore then they're all going to have to get used to her screaming anyway.

This is a good intro for anyone who would have missed it before!]

[ Masaomi, of course, intends to ride this through to his own orgasm once again. In truth, through his own excitement, there's no way he'll last all that much longer either. But it's really what he sees at the bottom of the stairs which at once gives him enough of a thrill to have his cock throb inside of her and makes him know, know for certain this is something special. Because there at the bottom of the stairs, apparently home quite early from his job, is Sullivan. Surely the whole house must have heard, but Sullivan is the one who comes up to investigate, or at least he's the one who gets caught. The older man stands there, transfixed as over the head of the now no doubt brain broken blonde his Alpha locks eyes with him.

And Masaomi smirks. ]

Come on up- Sully! She's a good fuck, I promise! She'll-- [ Nuuuf he's not going to hold this much longer but- ] Suck you dry, even like this!

[Yeah, there's nothing left of her now. Audrey Michaelson still exists, she's absolutely there, but Masaomi doesn't let up even as she cums, he drives her to literally squirt (again? Fuck, she can't remember. Who cares.) and create another mess between her legs, dripping down to the top of the stairs. Her gaze lifts up enough to look at Sullivan, to register that he's definitely there but her usually clear, intensely focused eyes are a mess.]

I will. [It comes out in weird, awkward fragments, shapes of sound that almost don't resemble any kind of human language.] It's okay, I can, want to.

[He's really driven her back down to the most basic instincts but, hey, consent is important and all that. Sullivan needs to know she's okay with it!]

[ Sullivan was a man who could be forceful up until he was cowed, and unfortunately, he was cowed very easily. As such, the older man hesitates for a long moment at this scene, despite his own scent leaking from him and if anyone could focus hard enough on it, an obvious erection. But then, with Audrey's strange staccato of disconnected words, he starts to slowly stumble his way up the stairs, undoing his belt as he goes. He'd never actually done anything with his Alpha like this before. Not really. And he -

He really needs to say something. But he can't find the right words. and frankly, maybe he does say something, but it is currently beyond both Masaomi and Audrey to process. The only thing that matters is as Masaomi pounds her cunt relentlessly, his muscles tensing as he nears his own climax, Sullivan brings himself up in front of Audrey with his dick exposed, clearly there for her to suck off ]

[The fact that she's still on all fours and hasn't collapsed is almost too much for her to process! By comparison opening her mouth for Sullivan is about the easiest thing in the world, next to taking her Alpha's cock. It takes a bit of leaning on shaking legs but Nariko does get her mouth around the other man, and it's not half-assed in any sense. Her blowjob skills remain in tact, she just retains that fucked out, mindless look even as her tongue runs over Sullivan's length eagerly - in an almost hungry kind of way.

And behind her Masaomi never seems to let up, not even for a second so she's got the front and back handled at once, and the filthy, loud screams are replaced by the equally filthy sounds of her wet cunt being pounded into it.

It's basically heaven, and she doesn't really care if they don't intend to stop anytime soon.]

[ This is, in a sense, Audrey's initiation. Masaomi recalls there was a time sensitive thing that the blonde needed to do, but it doesn't seem important anymore. If it was important, when he remembers it, maybe he'll actually apologize to her. No, right now, nothing matters, not the slopping sounds of their bodies impacting, not Sullivan's face as the pack's new fuck toy starts to work on his cock, and not really anything other than the tensing feeling in his muscles, the tug on his naval which tells him he's worked himself hard enough, and he needs to cum.

To the Alpha, the world right now is just this cunt he's fucking.

And as he tenses up completely, as he grips her hips hard and thrusts one more powerful thrust into her, he lets it go - everything in the world. and he once more shoots her full of his seed, empties out his balls into her young woman ]

[Size as a whole doesn't matter, she takes his cock down to the base because that's obviously what she's supposed to do. When Masaomi cums, though, it doesn't quite stop her from moaning, and nothing stops her from essentially fucking her own throat on the elder man's dick, as if she's just as determined to get him to cum within the next few minutes as she could possibly be.

She really does need to go, she needs to not be on her knees, used up by two different guys at once but, well, she's here and probably sin't going anywhere anytime soon. If nothing else she's entirely too full of cum to be going anywhere anytime soon.

... Her parents are going to be pissed.]

[ Masaomi, in all likelihood, is going to bow out now. He's going to clean up, do more with his day. Try to go and enjoy the day, maybe remember what it was Audrey was supposed to do. After all, he didn't want to absorb too much of her time. But at the same time, the world had just been opened up. It was entirely possible that unless something changed, Audrey would not only need to suck off Sullivan, but they might fuck. and that might attract Emily. and that might attract Tom.

A whole cycle might be created.

Or maybe she can resolve it just with the older man in front of her, groaning openly, panting as Audrey continues to fuck her throat on his dick, and he rocks his hips to match. But either way, tonight, a new pack whore has been born ]

Edited 2015-12-20 04:50 (UTC)

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[Futurelandia] The Thanksgiving and Early December Post

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I feel bad for Sullivan but this might be a good ending point I think