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inmydeepestdreams · 3 months

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I was ages away from my home planet, but I’ve been traveling for over a decade and I’m comfortable everywhere.

That arrogance is what got me into this situation. I traveled to a Z planet, in an outer ring of a remarkable water planet. A Z planet is small, an afterthought really, not given complete planetary status in the stars.

It didn’t have an official name. The locals called it something, but in the reading I’ve done, it’s just referred to as an extremely green Z planet.

It was lovely, really. I landed in a village and spent several days taking in the wonderful natural beauty. I had read that, at the most, there were outlying groups of people living deep in the woods, but as long as I avoided the woods, the planet was perfectly safe.

But then, there was this guy. This fucking guy, tried to steal my transport. And my dumbass got angry quickly, and well, that’s how I found myself chased out of the village but the guy and his entire household. And it wasn’t even my fault! He tried to steal my transport! Fucking asshole.

They chased me as far as a few yards into the woods before turning back, yelling that if I try and leave the woods they’ll kill me. Stuck deep in the woods without my way out, I kicked at a deep red log, angry, wondering what kind of tree that came from. I never even got to finish my drink!

This wasn’t the worst predicament I’ve found myself in, I travel too much for that. I began to wonder around in the woods, looking for a way to get around the pack of assholes guarding the tree line so I can get back to my way off the damn rock.

As I stumbled, I took in the gorgeous forestry, it was lush but not dangerous, gazing at the light purple mist over red and green growth on the ground, I began to think the things I’d heard about the forest people were myth to protect the nature.

That was, until I walked around a large, twisting tree to see a bare chested man not an arms length ahead of me.

He was taller, taller than the people from my home planet but not the tallest I’ve encountered in my time. Still, if I wanted to punch him in the face, I’d have to really put my knees into a jump. He was naked except for a deep red skirt around his waist and a long brown leather strap around his neck. The cloth had what appeared to be leaves pressed into the material. His eyes glittered brown with red flecks I found immediately interesting.

“Why have you come to our home?” He asked. To my surprise, upon looking at the cloth covering him again, I noticed quite a large bulge. I figured, because of the fabric, he was covering genitals, as I’ve only met people who only wear these things to cover private areas, but it felt a bit taboo for me to see that he had a penis, or something similar to a penis, and it was noticeably erect.

I really should’ve done some more research before coming to this plant.

“Um, some assholes chased me into here. I’m from like, a whole different galaxy,” I waved my hands, nervous as I saw the skirt start to tent, it was just getting bigger somehow, I tried to keep my eyes trained on his. “They tried to steal my transport. I don’t want any trouble, I just want to go home.”

“The villagers often engage in cruelty with visitors, as there are no laws in place to protect those not from our planet.”

“Definitely didn’t know that before I came here.”

Ok, don’t look at his hard cock. Don’t look at it. Look at his, um, his perfectly plush deep purple lips, they were shiny with what I assumed to be cosmetics but what the hell do I know really. Okay don’t look at his lips or his cock, what about his broad shoulders with the gold markings that I’d love to trace with my finger?

Fuck.

“They’re waiting for me, I’m not sure how I can get back.”

“We can get you back.”

“Oh, that would be wonderful, thank you-“

“We will walk you right back to your transport. On one condition.”

“Condition?”

“You must stay the night in our camp, stay with us all.”

With us all.

I felt a shiver run straight through me. His cock bobbed under his clothes, I really wanted to see it.

“Or, you can continue to wander, maybe you find your own way out.”

“No, that’s okay, I’ll go with you, I’ll take your way.”

“Excellent, come now, please.”

When I approached him, he held my hand and excitedly pulled me deeper into the woods. I could do nothing but follow him, at his whim, hoping this would just be another adventure I can boast on a planet far from here.

He led me to a clear of a large settlement, the homes were tall and thin and made of stone but everyone appeared to be out of them, mingling The red sun in the sky began to purple, there was a large fire lit in the center. These were a people I could not tell the sex of, they were all dressed similarly to the person I was with but it was clear I was out of my element.

“Friends!” He called, getting everyone who gathered at the fires attention, “this is our new friend, they will be staying with us tonight, in exchange, we will offer them safe passage through the village to their ship.”

“Hi,” I smiled awkwardly and waved.

Before I knew it, I was being led up on a pedestal. It felt like a natural hill but under my feet it was solid like rock.

“You consent to an evening of sacrifice?” The person who led me there asked me, which instantly filled me with fear.

“Sacrifice? No! You told me you’d take me to my transport tomorrow!”

The person chuckled, unruffled by my anxiety.

“Sacrifice means different things in different worlds. Here, to gain favor for the gods, we will use your body. Your pleasure will entertain the elders and the gods alike, so we can prosper for the future.”

I looked at him, wary.

“What does it mean exactly.”

“It means that you will be restrained, and everyone who feels the need, typically those with appendages like mine, will come and touch you until you shake and cry, and it will happen all night and for some of tomorrow morning, and we will take you to your ship when the sun is not yet high in the sky.”

They’re going to fuck me, all of them.

“Hell yes, I consent.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve had good sex, almost eight years since my last time with more than five people at a time. I liked to be aggressive during, so the restraints were a bit disappointing, but I wasn’t passing up multiple orgasms, nor was I gonna pass up seeing what he’s hiding between their legs.

The ground shifted, and to my surprise, a tall, plush looking platform raised to my level. It was red, green, and yellow, it reminded me of moss, but I couldn’t make a direct comparison.

“The traveler has consented, the sacrifice will begin with our eldest friend.”

Oh, an old person. Well. Why not, when on planet Z, right?

I felt the original person’s strong hand on my back, forcing me forward until I was bent over in an extremely compromising position, the mossy platform landed just below my breasts, which I was grateful for, as it would he uncomfortable had they been squished.

Another young person came to the platform, short hair in the color of the seas of my planet with breasts that hang free of any fabric, the skirt between their legs tented like so many others.

This person, with the breasts so pretty I could hardly look away, ripped my beige shirt down until I was completely exposed. My own breasts were much smaller by comparison, sitting atop the platform with noticibly hard nipples. They smiled and gripped one, pulling hard, hard enough for me to gasp.

Behind me, it was clear they were growing tired of my layers. A short green skirt over what I consider to be the best pants to get work done in. I wasn’t dressed for fashion, not that day and rarely ever. My light brown, extremely loose, pants had paint stains on them from some work I did off planet.

My skirt was flipped up and my belt was torn off. The person who exposed my tits began to massage my scalp, their long nails in my hair, scratching my head felt so soothing I felt my head droop.

My belt fell from the platform, but I hardly noticed as I relaxed forward, focusing only on the hand in my hair and the warmth of the fire.

My pants were yanked down, and then I remembered, to my horror, what I was wearing under them.

Okay, don’t judge me. Please. It’s just. I find these underwear from early earth, a planet long gone, to be kind of sexy. And when I know I’m going to touch myself later, putting them on arouses me. I get a thrill wearing them under my clothes, how was I supposed to know I’d end up the center of a sexual sacrifice.

They were pink and lacy, I stole them from a shop on Mars 367, they specialized in earthly objects. They wear cheaply made. Baby pink with light blue lace trim, the pattern was white polka dots. I was wet early just thinking of wearing them, of the humiliation of someone finding out what I was doing. Now everyone knew, everyone saw it, my cheeks burned as a few people laughed at me, pants around my ankles, clothes that seemed extremely foreign to them soaked through with my want.

The person behind me began to massage my ass, not unlike the hands in my hair. I felt myself grow needier and needier, until I was rolling my hips forward into nothing at all. My nipples rubbed against my arms, which were now tied to the platform. My pants and shoes were removed altogether but the panties were still on.

Shockingly, as the hands kneaded my ass and the fingernails scraped my scalp, I felt myself plummet towards orgasm. My mouth fell open in a silent cry as I gushed into my already destroyed panties, a wet spot appearing suddenly up my ass as my orgasm made itself known to general public.

Someone banged a drum, everyone cheered. I opened my eyes to gaze at the person massaging my brain to mush, they looked eager, beautiful, excited. I wanted to kiss them but of course, couldn’t move.

Fingers danced along my wet panties, I heard a low, deep chuckle behind me.

“What is the meaning behind these clothes?” They asked, voice so deep it rumbled through my body. I was still so horny it hurt and I wondered when the fucking would begin.

“M-meaning? No meaning, I just like to wear them.”

“Why?” I was asked by someone else, someone in the crowd very close to me. I looked at them with glazed over eyes.

“Makes me feel sexy,” I answered honestly, surprised at how loose my tongue was, “turns me on.”

“They bring you pleasure, we will keep them on, for now, and just pull them out of the way when necessary.”

With that, I felt the biggest cock I’ve ever felt in my life slap against my covered pussy.

I jolted, surprised, I could feel it stick to my panties, wet with my come and what I can only imagine to be their leaking come. They’d be ruined forever. I was gonna frame these underwear.

The stranger rubbed their cock, or what did they call it? Appendage? Against my clothed pussy, driving me absolutely wild. The tip pushed upwards, just barely grazing my clothed cock, sending sparks down my spine.

My frustration grew as they continued only to rub, no one seemed to be in any sort of hurry, but I needed to come again, i needed it bad, I needed it more than anything.

“Fuck-fucking get inside me.”

“You aren’t in charge here,” said the person who was giving me a scalp massage. Now they’re rubbing my temples, my head against their ample chest.

God, their hands on my head felt good. What could they possibly be doing to me?

Behind me, the strangers hand widened my legs for me, I felt a warm breeze come from the south, it was a lovely evening in unfamiliar territory, I have never been taken apart like this, I have never orgasmed hands free.

The stranger began to play with my cock over the panties, my hips stuttered forward as I let out an embarrassing mewl. I’m not like this-submissive-noisy. I’m stoic, collected. They were turning me into something else entirely.

Their hands slipped under the tight fabric of my panties, I felt the pad of a thumb swipe over my little dick.

The person rearranging my brain disappeared suddenly, the person behind me continued rubbing absently at my most sensitive areas, but they grabbed me by my hair and forced my gaze up, forward, to a smiling crowd, one person was holding a mirror to me.

I saw my tits sitting atop the platform, hard nipples begging to be sucked on. I saw glimpses of the enormous figure behind me, but most of all, I saw my mouth fall open and my face screw up embarrassingly as my second orgasm racked my body.

They banged the drum again.

“You’re easy to pleasure, this will be an enjoyable night,” said the most familiar stranger, the one that is probably their leader.

After that, I came again, shaking, just from the scalp massage. This person seemed to unlock some special, pleasurable sector of my brain, it’s like my mind came along with my body. Again, the drum.

I didn’t feel a cock enter my hole probably an hour into the night, which was surprising, considering I was the toy for everyone to enjoy, and there were plenty of faces in the crowd to please.

The person tapped their cock against my wet underwear, I heard them giggle.

The other person was holding the mirror again, I looked back to see the person that would fuck me, long black hair with gold woven through, bare tits accentuated by gold chains. My mouth watered as I gazed at their hard nipples, when they stood up straighter, I could just barely glimpse at the appendage I’ve been calling their cock.

The mirror was taken away. The massager returned, I pushed forward, resting my head on their chest.

My panties, for the first time that night, were pulled all the day down, I could feel the cold wetness at my ankles. A warm wind blew my skirt, tickling my bare skin, the persons cock teased against my wet hole.

Their hand found my one sensitive dick as they plunged into me, laughing as I sucked them in. Everyone in the crowd hummed approvingly. With fingers flicking over my cock, and their own pumping inside me, I began to wonder if these people would take me in permanently. I wouldn’t be opposed.

By this point, you’d think I was getting tired. The opposite was occurring. With every touch, every orgasm, I was growing more and more desperate. Every bit of pleasure was not enough, I felt as though they were weak, and I needed something more, more, more!

Someone came in me, I felt their come fill me up and leak out, even before they pulled their cock out. These were a species of people that came a lot.

It took me about three hours into the night to realize it was their come making me feel this way. Every time I took a load I felt tingles all throughout my body, it took everything in me not to cry and beg for more. The scalp massage, the magic come, unskilled hands on my dick, anything.

Two people approached me from the front after the last person was finished, the scalp massager left me again, making me want to cry. One of the people had large, perky tits with nipples that had to have been painted bright pink. When my mouth found one, I understood this to be true, as I rolled the sensitive skin between my teeth.

They pulled me off their breast and stood closer, cradling my head against her soft chest. I wondered why I was being held this way, they were attempting to soothe me, it seemed, rubbing at my hair and saying what sounded like sweet things in their language.

My legs were wet from my orgasms and from the orgasms of others. For the first time that night I worried this was some sort of breeding ritual, and that id come away with offspring, but that’s something I could handle far away, on my own ship with medicine, so I quit wondering.

Someone bit into my left ass cheek.

My mouth fell open in shock, and a second later, they did it again.

This person moved, biting either as light as just a drag of the teeth to as hard as a bruise of the skin, until they moved lower, lower, and their tongue flitted over my hole.

I jerked forward, somehow surprised. The entire time, the audience was watching intently, thoroughly entertained and discussing the events as they unfolded.

Their tongue plunged into my hole, and that’s when I felt it. Ripples of pleasure rolled from my head to my toes. It was not unlike an orgasm but I could tell that difference. I realized that the paint that had been on the nipple i sucked had some sort of aphrodisiac quality, and my brain promptly shut off. I leaned heavily on the person cradling my head, mouth open, drooling, as the person fell even further and began to mouth at the base of my cock.

I was overwhelmed with pleasure, the crowd became a blur as I could only focus on my entire body and the sparkles of pleasure that erupted with every touch. Someone was sucking hard on my dick, I came as a cock found it’s way into my hole.

Then I was being fucked, hard, while the other person sucked me dry. My moans were loud and shocking, the crowd was especially revved up. The pleasure I felt was impossible, in that moment I was totally an object, something to be use, and I was deeply enjoying it.

I came again, and again, and at one point, I was coming so many times it seemed like the drum never stopped sounding. My orgasms sprayed around two cocks and pattered at my feet, oh. There were two cocks in me, no, three. I could hardly keep my eyes open, the hands were in my scalp again-

When it was over, it took me an hour and a half to have a halfway clear head again. The morning hour was celebrated and food was rolled out, there was dancing and cheering.

The person that tied me up came to free me. I immediately slumped to the floor and was picked up, their strong arm under my knees, I rested my head on their hard chest and noticed their equally hard appendage. Did they ever go down?

They carried me to a small room, I didn’t remember going through a door, but I guess I did. I was put in a soft, foamy bathtub, and three people began to rub sponges over my body.

The person sat with me and held my hand. When I felt slightly clearer, they asked me:

“Did you have fun?”

“Yes,” my voice was hoarse from crying out, I was given a drink that taste sweet, it was energizing. “I don’t want to leave.”

“You don’t have to, but I don’t think you mean that. Have more to drink and you’ll be in the right headspace to make decisions.”

“It was amazing, thank you.”

I drank and felt better by the end of my bath. My clothes were returned to me. Embarrassingly, the panties I wore were given back to me folded up in a woven bag.

“They are quite wet still,” the smiling person said. I felt a flutter in my chest and red on my cheeks as I took the stupid article of clothing.

I was escorted, as promised, back to my craft. Clean, bathed, and on slightly shaky legs, nearly the entire village came with me.

The town that had kicked me out gathered, the man who tried to steal my transport was promptly removed from where he was trying to break in. They all watched in shocked horror, I felt satisfaction in that moment.

“Can I come back?”

“You can stay,” said someone hopeful, an eager smile on their face.

“I can’t stay, I have things to do.”

They took this with a bit of disappointment, but seemed to understand. It was quite remarkable - I never felt unsafe the entire sacrifice.

“You are always welcome, you know your way now.”

I didn’t waste any time starting up my transport, and before long, I was hovering a few thousand miles above the planet, looking down, getting ready to plan my next visit.

#unedited #work? nah not safe #public #exhibition kink #group stuff #what have I done I don’t know

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prettyboybun · 9 months

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I am genuinely always thinking about being one of a pair of subs. I'm the obedient bunny, he's the bratty puppy.

Our dom has us kneel for him in the living room after having teased us all day. "Alright, listen, sweet things. I know you're all riled up for me, but I need to go to the store. When I get back, I'll use you both properly, okay?"

We nod, my pup partner squirming already, wiggling his hips. Our dom continues, "You are NOT to touch yourselves until I get back. Got it?"

I nod sweetly, and get my hair ruffled affectionately in return. My sub partner, on the other hand, bites his lip with a glint in his eye, nodding slowly. You could almost hear the cogs turning. Our dom partner gives him a look, but inevitably ruffles his hair as well. "Okay. I'll be back soon, I promise."

We sit still and kneel in the living room until the front door closes and we hear him driving away. Suddenly, my partner pounces on top of me. He's already rutting against my thigh and pressing kisses all over my face and neck.

"B-But," I gasp, "Sir, he said to- He wants us to-"

"I know, baby boy, but I need you so bad right now, he's not gonna have to know," He says, against my neck, "You like this, don't you?"

I groan, "Yes, of course I do, I want you so bad... but I wanna be good for sir..."

"Just don't touch yourself, sweetheart. That's what he said, right? Don't touch yourselves? I'm sure that means I can touch you."

I ponder it for a little bit. Eventually, I nod, biting my lip. I'm still unsure if this is going against sir's wishes, but feeling my puppy boyfriend rutting against me, lips on my neck... It just feels too good after a whole morning of teasing and denial.

Puppy leans up and whispers in my ear, "Good boy." I shiver, hairs standing on end.

I let him manhandle me roughly into the position he wants, which turns out to be frotting our tdicks together. I'm laying on the floor, pinned, whimpering, feeling a little guilty at technically disobeying, but mostly lost in the pleasure.

My puppy looks down at me and says, "Don't cum, either, bunny. You have to wait til sir gets back for that one, definitely."

I nod, breathless. Then I open my eyes and look at him questioningly, "What about you?"

He smirks and rakes his claws down the center of my chest, leaving four pretty red scratches. I moan, and he says, "I can take whatever he's gonna dish. Don't you worry your pretty little head- After all, who's making the rules right now?"

I whimper, "Y-You, sir."

"Good boy."

We stay like that, him roughly grinding into me as I whine and moan beneath him. Eventually, though, the door opens, and I gasp and try to squirm out of my puppy's grip. We weren't supposed to still be playing when he got back. But puppy isn't relenting, he's still rocking his hips sharply against me.

"What do we have here?" Our dom says, a little amused. He surely would have guessed this would happen.

Puppy grunts as he continues grinding on me, "Welcome back, sir." I look at him and he's looking him dead in the eyes, smirking.

"Oh, puppy. Just couldn't wait, could you?" Sir sets down the grocery bags on a table, and walks over and picks pup off me with ease.

I start scrambling to sit up, but my dom presses his boot to my chest and gently lays me back down. "Still, bun, stay here. Let me deal with our boy and then I'll be back for you, okay?" I nod, looking up at him with soft eyes. "There's a good boy."

For a little while, behind me, I hear struggling, teasing, and soft moans. Then, my dom comes back over to me and lifts me up into his arms, walking us over to his armchair. This is when I see that our puppy is tied up spread open on the couch, gagged, but noticeably drippy and empty. Sir sits me down in his chair on his lap, facing puppy.

"Spread your legs, bunny," He murmurs into my ear. I do as he asks immediately, earning a quiet, "Good boy..." In response.

I turn my head to look at him and start saying, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to disobey, I-"

He shushes me, petting my hair, "Oh, bunny, that's not your fault. I know you need touched, puppy just decided that it was his responsibility to do so. Isn't that right, pup?"

Puppy says something in snarky defiance, surely, muffled against his gag. "Exactly. I know you're my good boy, bun. That's why I'm gonna overstimulate you on my lap right now while your pup watches and can't do anything about it." My eyes widen, starry. I see that sir is smirking at puppy. Our pup squirms and growls against his bonds.

I lean back against our dom's chest, also looking at puppy as I begin to have my tdick touched, softly at first. Then, he applies pressure, making me moan quietly. Teasingly, he uses his fingers to spread my bunnycunt open on display at pup.

"Doesn't he look so pretty like this, puppy?" At this point, our pup is ravenously trying to get out of his bonds, but he's tied up too tightly. Sir adopts a fake pity tone as he says, "Aw, I know, puppy. You just wanna use him so bad, don't you?"

Sir plunges a finger inside me and curls it, making me gasp and moan loudly, "That's it, good bunny. Let every sound out, I want him to hear how good I make you feel."

I do as he asks, making obscene sounds as his fingers fuck in and out of me, thumb circling my tdick. He growls gently in my ear, "You need to tell me when you're close, okay, bunny?"

"I- um- I'm close sir, so close for you, sir," I babble, already feeling so overwhelmed with sensation.

"Cum for us, bunny. Cum all over my fingers." I clench down and shudder, crying out and cumming all over his hand. He doesnt take his fingers out, but he gives me a little bit of time to breathe before he starts fucking me again.

Eventually, I cum the same way again. Then a third, and a fourth time, stacking them back to back against each other. After I've cum five times, I'm absolutely spent. He takes his fingers out, cleans them off, and pets my hair and shoulders, letting me slump against him bonelessly.

Our puppy has given up on getting out of his restraints, but he's whining softly, looking at us with big eyes. Sir motions for me to kneel down on the floor, and I do so, a little slumped.

He walks over to puppy and plays with his dripping hole as he says, "Good boy, good puppy. You took that so well, I know that was difficult. Are you ready for your reward?" Puppy nods, frantically. "Come here, bunny, kneel in front of him."

I happily crawl over, kneeling in front of my pup, smiling softly at him. Sir takes his gag out and says, "Tell him what you want, pup. Nicely, if you would, our boy is a little overwhelmed as you might imagine."

"Pl... Please suck my tdick, bunny."

I oblige, glad to have him down my throat. He throws his head back and moans as I start to flick my tongue. Sir teases his nipples for a while, watching me service him. "Such good boys, both of you. You're both so good for me, I'm so proud of you, so proud to be your owner."

Eventually, sir takes my head and starts fucking my mouth on puppy's dick. Puppy moans louder than ever, babbling about how good it feels, thanking us both. Sir fucks my throat on it harder, growling, "That's it. Take it, take it, both of you."

I moan into his tdick, sending loud vibrations straight through him. Puppy jerks his hips up in time with my mouth bobbing on him, crying out, "Sir, I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, puppy, cum down his throat," I can hear sir whisper in his ear. Pup cums explosively down my throat, covering my face in it.

Sir gently pulls my head off, as I stare off in a subspace daze. Puppy is panting, as our dom makes quick work of untying him, "Good boys. You're both so good for me, took that all so well."

He lies puppy back on the couch against him, and motions for me to lay on him as well. I jump up, eager to get snuggled after all that intense play, and he chuckles sweetly at me. Sir pets my hair when I get nestled into his embrace, "Good boy, there you go. Much better, love having both my sweet boys in my arms."

Puppy leans up to kiss me gently on the forehead. They both keep praising me and each other, and I deliver slurred praise back where I can, eventually drifting off peacefully in their safe embrace.

#☀️overstim #☀️bunny #dom thoughts in this post brought to you by 💡- subby stuff is me rhfnbdmsbdkjd #☀️pubby #☀️mine #☀️bound #☀️displayed #☀️group #sorry for how fuckimg LONG this got holy shit #anyways this has been my number 1 fantasy for SO LONG.... it's insane how long this has been in my brain #(and um. likewise how often the system plays with this concept for ourselves. esp with me ⚡️ & 💡)

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