the victim
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“Soup’s almost done,” ▇▇▇▇ said, finally breaking the quiet tension that seeped into the silence.
He pulled his thumb away from the victim’s cheekbone, watching its throat bob as it swallowed.
He gave it a warm smile.
“Let me get you a bowl.”
He moved back towards the kitchen, using it to hide the way his cock was starting to throb inside his pants.
He couldn’t help it.
It was the thrill of pain, poking at his victim’s soft spots.
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- Part 5 of iykyk
- Part 17 of short stories
- Part 1 of the victim
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When ▇▇▇▇ had woken up one morning to discover the front door unlocked and the victim’s doggy bed empty, he almost panicked.
After all these months, the preparation and the training, just like that, it was all gone in an instant.
Maybe he had started to get too lax in his restraints. His victim was highly trained itself, and while ▇▇▇▇ thought he had managed to break its desire to fully resist his playing, apparently it had just been biding its time.
Waiting for the best moment.
Like a time that ▇▇▇▇ would forget to lock the door, maybe leave its cuffs a little too loose, indulge in giving it comfort because he had gotten soft himself.
▇▇▇▇ cursed his stupidity.
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- Part 2 of the victim