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locktoberlove · 6 months
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mysuperiors · 2 months
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Yeah? You want to take both of us at once? We can do that if you’re willing to obey. Once it starts, you don’t have any say in what happens, how long it goes, how deep we penetrate, how hard and how rough. My boy and I like to work our aggression out inside puny things like you, so that way when we go back to our girls we can be all sweet and shit for them. If you’re down for it, just say “Yes, Sirs,” and then shut the fuck up and lead the way back to your room.
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prettyxxbunnyxx · 2 months
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Daddy made me take pictures of my udders instead of being in class because i'm his good little whore.
Moo moo moo
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deniedbetahusband4 · 2 days
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shyguyry86 · 5 months
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Flash warning
For all those people who have relapsed.
Welcome back...
Enjoy staring at this a little while...
It feels good to be back, doesn't it?
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daddys-gurlly · 3 months
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Let's go for a drive daddy 💗
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rhlover · 3 months
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You may have already noticed but there's a new in person session available at the usual place. Just got back from filming and GGH was able to get one of the vids uploaded already (Betty's 4th session, check it out). Got a total of 4 shoots in so I hope you'll enjoy, and no I have no idea what the timeline will look like for the release schedule. I know GGH likes to space them out a bit. But to hold you over until then, here's Lucy with her opinion on the session.
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l3l0o · 12 days
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he’s casting a spell to mess with lucifer
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mysuperiors · 3 months
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The last decision you ever made was to follow him into the locker room. Once you saw him flex, he owned you. It started that day. You went back to his place with him, thinking that he’d bend you over and give you the rut of your life. That’s how fucking stupid you were. 
You walked into the place and he started to take his clothes off. “I’m gonna take a shower. Make sure the dishes are done by the time I’m out” From that moment on, you were his house slave. You went to work each day to earn money for him. You came to his home at night to cook and clean for him. You slept on a thin mattress pad at the foot of his bed. When he brought women home to fuck, you slept on the floor in the basement. 
One time when you spilled a beer while serving him while he was watching a football game, you saw the rage in his face build. But then he got calm, and told you to look at him. You never got the honor of looking him in the eye. So you knew it was going to be bad. “Go get my bat.” You knew by now to obey but you were confused. You went upstairs, got his bat, and brought it to him. You knelt and bowed your head, which was the correct position to be in around him until he gave you an order.
“No. Stand up. This has to happen to correct the problem. Lift your arms.”
You begged. You started to cry. You pleaded. He just watched you calmly, and let the scene play out for a couple of minutes. Then he held a finger to his lips and you went silent. You were well trained. 
“I said, hold your arms up. And the longer it takes you to obey a direct order the worse it’s going to be for you.” He said this calmly, and looked you straight in the eye.
You did as you were told. He swung the bat full force into your ribs. You heard the crack, and you fell to your knees in agony.
He looked down at you while you gasped, trying to find air. Then he said calmly “Now go to the hospital and get that fixed up. When you get back, be sure to clean the kitchen. You can apologize to me tomorrow.”
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deniedbetahusband4 · 3 days
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MC likes boobs!
MC: *having a bad day and sulking* ......I hope I die..
Beel: *sighs and open his shirt*
MC: *runs to beel and put their face in his tiddies*
Beel: you okay now?
MC: *grinning and voice muffled by beels tiddies* newer bween bweffer
Diavolo:.....
Diavolo: *opening his shirt*
Barbatos: *puts a hand on him* No. My lord.
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rhlover · 5 months
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And when her trigger hits, she becomes a mindless, poseable mannequin. I take her sweater while she's unaware then bring her out of it for a moment. You can see her surprise when she realizes she's no longer wearing it. But she looks so relaxed and peaceful during her mindlessness that I freeze her once again. During our pretalk she expressed a particular belief she had about how people behave when they're asked to open their eyes while in trance. Its a harmless belief, and it was aesthetically pleasing so I figured I would reinforce that belief for this session. So throughout the session, whenever her eyes are open while in trance she's giving the expression you see in the last gif.
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dangopango00 · 23 days
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YIIPEEE finished the rest of the brothers with my hcs 😮‍💨😮‍💨
Notes utc
Lucifer:
- Grey streaks from like stress or sth
- Tired eyes (Honestly ik i put his eyes should be straight before but i decided itd be soooo kewt if he had downturned eyes like belphie)
- Kept his eye color bc it shows how hes aggressive but not all the time like silent but deadly bc muted colors
- dilf
Mammon:
- Made his hair more greyish bc his and solomons hairstyles are so similar
- Was also sick and tired of the messy anime boy hair so i made his hair messy in a diff way; more clean since hes a model and all
- His ahoge is supposed to look like a little wing kinda
- A few black streaks (dyed) bc of how much he respects luci
- Remnants of freckles (light seasonal freckles)
- I hate the eyebrows and eyes going through the hair thing if its fully covered but i had to show that hes being mischievous
Levi:
- Im so sorry to everyone who loved him the way he was but I HAD TO GREMLINFY HIM its in character trust
- He blushes the most imo like i feel like his whole face and neck would turn red
- His hair would be super messy like he would NOTT brush that shit its a waste of time in his opinion
- Made his messy hair in the shape of a fish fin (top) and tail (right)
- Made his mouth widest bc hes a lizard
- Gave him slight snake eyes (ok but imagine if it intensified whenever he was envious like how cats do but opposite)
Satan:
- Angelic ahh beautiful man
- Hair grows fast so its always a lil long
- Always looks a lil mad RBF
- Same hair swoop thing as Asmo
- Single ahoge is supposed to represent a unicorn horn kinda
Asmo:
- Little rat braid that supposed to resemble scorpion tail
- fake mole (hes not one of us yall.) (we let it slide bc hes chill)
- Similar swoop to satan (purposeful. Asmo styles his hair since he was “young” and he just kept doing it that way)
- #softgirl vibe
Beel:
- Ik i said idk what to say for him but i got a bunch of random inspo bye
- Looks like he was raised by wolves. Ok well thats an exaggeration but his hair is very unkempt doesnt get haircuts until his hair is down to like his shoulders and def doesnt style it
- FRECKLS ❤️ mostly on his cheeks
- Lighter streaks of hair naturally n it matches belphie 🥺🥺
- ahoge is supposed to look like fly wings but he also looks like a bnnuy and thats so kewt
Belphie if u havent seen him!
All the hcs i made more in-depth than on here
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mysuperiors · 2 months
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Your trainer, Hunter, was a 24 year old cocky bro with a deep voice and a swagger in his walk. Every day he would watch you with disinterest as you struggled through basic exercises while you tried to get your fitness back on track. You thought you needed a trainer to help you stay motivated, but he barely paid you any attention.
Today, though he seemed more in the mood to talk. He was asking you what you did for a living, and when you told him that you worked as a fundraising director for a small nonprofit. He asked you directly how much that paid. You figured he was interested in exploring his career options, so you were honest and you told him $125,000.
He laughed and pulled out his phone, tapped a few buttons and showed you how much was sitting in his Stash account. He had over $300,000 there. He swiped over to his Venmo, which had $2500. “That’s what I made just yesterday,” he bragged. “Faggots will buy anything from me. I sold underwear, socks, running shorts, used sneakers… one dude, even asked me to jizz in a condom and send it to him.”
Seeing the incredulous look on your face, he went on. “One guy paid for a private zoom call with me. $750 for an hour. He wanted me to wear a MAGA hat and tell him how pathetic I thought he was. He went fucking feral when I turned the hat around, pulled my shirt off, called him a faggot, and flexed my arms. I ordered him to vote for Trump in the election, and I think that sent him over the edge. He started breathing really heavy and jizzed all over his fat gut.”
“Shit,” you said, stunned and but confused. “$750 for an hour? So how much do you make in a month?”
“Between Only Fans and selling shit, this job, and doing private chats, like 50k,” he shrugged. “For like the last couple years.”
“Wait. So you’ve made over a million dollars?”
“Yeah dude. I’m not trying to spend the next 40 years of my life slaving away like a pathetic loser like you at some stupid job when every sissy fag out there is willing to pay up just to look at me,” he said with a laugh.
The insult hurt, and it must’ve shown on your face because he put a hand on your shoulder and looked you right in the eye. “How does it make you feel to know that somebody half your age is three times as rich as you’ll ever be?”
“I… I mean…”
“Listen, I see the way you look at me every day when you’re in here. I respect that you’re putting in the work, but you’re a weak fucking loser to get this fat and sad in the first place. And loser faggots need to pay the tax. So we are finishing up here and you’re going to go into the locker room with me and you’re gonna give me all the money in your wallet and then you’re going to send me more. And in return I’m gonna give you this shirt. Now thank me for letting you give me money.” he said this so confidently and so directly. He knew exactly how much power he had and how little you had.
“Thank you,” you said hesitantly.
“Sir,” he said with a hint of warning in his voice. “Learn some respect.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now let’s go get my money.”
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deniedbetahusband4 · 3 days
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