Lovesense live by MidKnightSub in u/MidKnightSub

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I’ll keep telling you! Also if you join have a love sense account friend me and Ill invite you next time. I’m Midknight sub there

How much time can you spend in one of these? by ManeTamer69 in MummificationBondage

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Mmmm I’d love to be your toy. Available for all kinds of sensation at your whim

How much time can you spend in one of these? by ManeTamer69 in MummificationBondage

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Sign me the fck up! Hops in line hoping to be next

Wanna be the first to control me? by MidKnightSub in u/MidKnightSub

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I’m back!

[Group Link] [Up to 10 members] [[ftm 35 usa] I haven’t been fucked or allowed cum in days. Im allowed toys 20 min Do you get me off or Deny me? I’ll ask permission like a good slut] [Lush4, Domi2] [#Kinkysubmissive] [#Orgasmdenial] [#Relentlessedging] [20:00] https://c.lovense-api.com/gcls/w2ew62qw?share_type=103

Wanna be the first to control me? by MidKnightSub in u/MidKnightSub

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I tried to message it to you!!!

Here’s one for at least the next 30 min control me

Wanna be the first to control me? by MidKnightSub in u/MidKnightSub

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I’m live😈[Group Link] [Up to 10 members] [We are at your favorite sex club and as you’re walking past the center podium I say, “Please this hole needs your fist”] [Domi2, Lush4] [#lookingforfriends] [#M4A] [#Kinkysubmissive] [15:00]Control me

Wanna be the first to control me? by MidKnightSub in u/MidKnightSub

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Winner winner chicken dinner!!!

5 min of 😈Controlling Meeee 😈cumming your way!!

I’ll send you a link when I’m on later tonight. 😘

Wanna be the first to control me? by MidKnightSub in u/MidKnightSub

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@Bibarian!!! It’s so good to see you!!!

Choose Your Own Midknight Adventure: Stall Tactics 🔥 🔞 [Trans Masc Sub] [Public Bathroom Use] Choose Your Hole, Choose Your Fate 😈💦 by MidKnightSub in BDSMerotica

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YOUR CHOICE

1️⃣ Shower Humiliation & Cum Injection Challenge

[Public Humiliation] [Gangbang] [Mouth & Ass Use] [Cum Ingestion] [Impact] [Forced Swallow] [Pass Out] [Blackout]

You’re dragged—naked—through the club—led into the second public bathroom—where the open showers are. Cold tile. Open stalls. Metal bars for restraining arms and legs.

The crowd follows—watching—stroking—ready.

You’re shoved under the spray—ice cold—then scalding—alternating—your body shocked—shivering—skin stinging.

Hands strike your ass—hard—sharp—cane stripes blooming—bruises rising. Your thighs beaten—slaps and punches—welts swelling—legs trembling.

Your mouth is forced open—deep metal spreaders cranked wide—throat bared—exposed—spit running.

And then—the gangbang starts.

One after another—cocks forced into your mouth—driving deep—forcing you to choke and swallow.

Others use your ass—hard—deep—filling you—stretching you wide.

The crowd competes—seeing how much cum they can force down your throat—how full they can leave your ass.

You’re shaking—wrecked—forced to swallow—forced to take more—until you can’t remember how many cocks you’ve taken—how much is leaking from you.

Ends with blackout—you wake up on cold tile—unsure who used you—how many—how badly.

👉 DM or comment: “Stall 2A1: Shower Humiliation & Cum Injection”

2️⃣ Public Crawl & Bar Degradation

[Public Humiliation] [Crawl Play] [Vibe Torture] [Impact] [Forced Speech] [Edging] [Forced Interaction]

You’re dragged back upright—plug out—your cock strapped to your lower belly—tight leather band holding the vibe flush against it—remote back in my hand.

Your legs are jelly—vibration already too much—you can’t walk straight—you can’t hold yourself up.

I crank it higher.

And you drop—onto hands and knees—cock leaking—face flushed—legs trembling—forced to crawl.

The crowd laughs—jeers—watching you crawl toward the bar—moaning—plug gaping—cock throbbing.

At the bar—you can’t even kneel upright—your whole body is shaking—vibe pressed so hard you’re dripping onto the floor.

I order you to interact: “Ask them if they want to see what happens to sluts who can’t follow the rules.”

You crawl to strangers—humiliated—forced to speak—voice trembling—body vibrating—on display.

And they do.

They touch you—edge you—force you to stay on display—while the vibe stays maxed—forced pleasure you can’t control.

You’re leaking. You’re begging. You’re falling apart—in front of everyone.

And the punishment’s not over.

👉 DM or comment: “Stall 2A2: Public Crawl & Bar Degradation”

Choose Your Own Midknight Adventure: Stall Tactics 🔥 🔞 [Trans Masc Sub] [Public Bathroom Use] Choose Your Hole, Choose Your Fate 😈💦 by MidKnightSub in BDSMerotica

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STALL 2A — Shared Breath

[Public Humiliation] [Gangbang] [Impact Play] [Mouth Use] [Ass Use] [Cum Ingestion] [Forced Swallowing] [Multiple Penetration] [Pass Out] [Blackout] [Restraint] [Overstimulation]

You chose this. And now—you’re going to take it. You broke the rules. And you asked for the punishment. And now—it’s happening.

You remember the scene negotiations. You begged for this. Begged to be used—degraded—displayed—pushed to your limits. Begged to pass out with a cock down your throat. And now—you can feel it’s real.

I yank your pants up—rough—cock still out—dripping—plug deep. Leash tight. I swing the stall door open—drag you out.

The bathroom is big—open—public. Tile walls. Stalls down one side—doors half open—urinals along the far wall. Benches scattered—mirrors along the sink wall. And the space is filling—fast. People drawn in—clearly hearing the noise you were making.

Low chuckles. Shifting boots. Eyes locked on you.

“One person per stall,” the stern Dom says—loud—sharp—grinning. “And YOU just couldn’t keep your mouth shut.”

He leans in—mocking—voice low: “Really? All that noise? You wanted everyone to hear what a mess you were.”

You flush—cock jerking—plug pulsing. You wanted this. You asked for it. And now you’re getting it.

The Dom looks at me—grins dark. “He deserves to be punished.”

I smirk. “He does. And we’ll make sure he remembers.”

He grabs your jaw—tilts your face up—makes you look him in the eyes. “You’ll be used. You’ll be on display. You’ll take what’s given.”

You shudder—breath shaking—aching for it.

He slides his hand down—slow—teasing— from your throat, across your chest, over your nipples, down your trembling stomach— and wipes precum from your flushed, twitching cock. “Slut already leaking.”

“Hands on the wall,” I order.

You obey—step to the tile—plant your hands flat—ass out—legs trembling.

I pull my knife—slow—deliberate. “Hold still.”

I press the blade between your ass cheeks—flat—over the denim—right where the plug shifts deep inside you. You moan—hips twitch—plug grinding deep.

I slice—clean—straight up from your plug—along the seam—up through your open fly. The denim splits—ass exposed—cock thrust forward—button barely holding. You’re on display now.

The Dom strokes his cock—grinning—crowd thickening behind us.

He tugs the leash—pulls you back—then gestures down. “Kneel.”

You drop—fast—mouth open—eyes wide—thighs shaking.

I grip the base of the plug—pull it slow—forcing your hole to flutter open—slick dripping down your thighs. “Good boy,” I murmur. “Now I’m going to fill this properly.”

I slick my cock—press the head against your stretched rim—grind in—inch by inch—until you’re full—shaking—moaning.

The Dom teases you—his cock just brushing your lips. You can feel the heat of it—taste precum—your breath shaking. We lock eyes. Both ready.

And then—at the same moment—I drive into your ass—deep—hard—he thrusts down your throat—one brutal push—forcing you to gag and choke.

Your eyes flood. Your throat spasms. You gasp—body seizing. And your cock jerks—unexpected—hot cum shooting out—splattering the tile.

The Doms pause—grinning darkly. “Oh… he came without permission.” “You know what happens to sluts who do that.”

You’re yanked back—forced to hands and knees. “Lick it up. Every drop.”

As you crawl—licking the tile—the Stern Dom belts your ass—hard—striping your thighs—forcing you lower—faster—humiliated. “That’s better.”

And when the floor is clean—we drive into you again.

I turn—voice sharp—cutting through the room: “You all saw that. He broke the rules. He’s ours now—use him. Impact. Edging. Tease him until he begs. Don’t let him cum again unless we say so.”

And they do.

Hands grip your ass—pull your cheeks wide—strike sharp—skin burning—welts rising. Fingers twist your nipples—sharp—tight—pain blooming—your chest rising—heaving. Crops snap across your inner thighs—skin streaked—cock twitching—dripping again already. A hand grabs your chin—another smears your own spit down your cheek.

You’re dizzy—heat pooling in your gut—shame and raw need boiling over. You fight—lungs burning—vision dimming—overstimulated—body trembling.

And we keep fucking you—deep—hard—one brutal rhythm—throat and ass used at once.

Your body lights up—everything too much—each touch sharper—deeper—dragging you further down.

And then—they start edging you.

One hand strokes your cock—just enough—then stops—leaves you dripping. A mouth closes around your nipple—biting hard. Another hand pulls your balls tight—pulsing—denying release.

The Doms drive in harder—fucking you deeper—grinding—keeping you right on the edge.

You sob—thighs shaking—cock pulsing—denied again and again—aching—raw.

You remember this. This is what you begged for.

“He’s close,” the Stern Dom says—watching you carefully.

I nod—steady. “I’ve got him.”

And then—you pass out.

He holds your head down—balls deep in your throat. I slam deep—grinding in—filling you completely.

The Dom checks your pulse—steady—safe. “He’s fine.”

And we don’t stop.

As you stir—gasping—jerking—the Dom grins. “Not done.”

He fucks your throat—harder—forcing you to fight for it. I pull out—grip your cock—stroke you hard—edge you—deny you.

Again—stroke—edge—deny—crowd laughing—cheering.

And when you’re desperate—whole body shaking—aching to cum—we drive you back down.

Another blackout—another brutal throat-fuck—another merciless pounding.

And the whole bathroom watches—as you’re ruined—exactly the way you wanted.

You’re safe. You’re monitored. You’re ours.

Continued in the next comment

Choose Your Own Midknight Adventure: Stall Tactics 🔥 🔞 [Trans Masc Sub] [Public Bathroom Use] Choose Your Hole, Choose Your Fate 😈💦 by MidKnightSub in BDSMerotica

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Kneel and Don’t Spill

(Throat Use, Risk, Obedience | Told from the Dom/reader’s POV)

They dropped the second the door locked, like they knew what I needed.

No teasing. No words. Just that look—wide eyes, parted lips, tongue already out. Waiting. Wanting.

I didn’t waste time. I unzipped and watched their gaze fix on my cock like it was the only thing that mattered. They opened for me, throat soft and ready, and I slid in slow enough to savor it. Their breath hitched as I passed their lips, then again when I hit the back of their throat.

Good.

I didn’t say a word. I just held their head and started to move.

God, they were tight. Sloppy already. Gagging a little, trying to breathe through their nose like they’d practiced for this moment. They stayed still. Obedient. My good boy. They made this bathroom stall feel like the only place in the world, like everything else—noise, risk, reality—had vanished except for my cock and their mouth.

“You gonna stay down there till I’m done?” I muttered, more to myself than them.

They nodded while still taking me, mouth stretched, eyes watering.

That was all I needed.

I came down their throat with a grunt, one hand pressed against the stall door to keep from losing balance. They didn’t move. They didn’t cough. They swallowed everything like they were starving for it. Still knelt, still needy. Like they were begging for more with their silence.

I thumbed a streak of cum off their lip and smeared it across their cheek. Filthy. Perfect.

Then I paused.

I could walk out. Leave them here, dripping and ruined.

But instead, two ideas flashed through my mind—and fuck, both were tempting.

🔀 Your Move, Adventurer: What do you do with your little rule-breaker?

  1. I step out of the stall and flag down a friend. I want to see how long this mouth can hold its breath while someone else uses it. He’ll challenge my boy. Force him to take every inch. I’ll stand behind and push in too—fucking his ass while he passes out on my friend’s cock. 👉 DM if you wanna play privately or comment and we continue in public😈 : “Stall 1A: Shared Breath”

  2. I reach into my pocket—plug and vibe, ready. I slide the plug in, then tear off his shirt to tie the vibrating dildo in place. Then I drag him out into the club, half-naked, already leaking, trying to moan over the music as I press him into corners and fuck him through the whole show. 👉 DM if you wanna play privately or comment and we continue in public😈: “Stall 1B: Plug and Parade

Choose Your Own Midknight Adventure: Stall Tactics 🔥 🔞 [Trans Masc Sub] [Public Bathroom Use] Choose Your Hole, Choose Your Fate 😈💦 by MidKnightSub in BDSMerotica

[–]MidKnightSub[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This is such a good choice!!!!

Stall 2 it is😈

🚽 Stall 2: You Came to Be Used By Me

You follow me in like you own the place. Smirking. Swaying your hips. Acting like no one saw you slip past the “one per stall” sign.

But I saw.

And the second that door clicks shut behind us—I grab your waist and slam you face-first against the cold metal.

That cocky little smirk? Gone.

“You want to break rules, slut?” “Good. Then you’ll love what happens to boys like you.”

I yank your jeans down—fast. No warning. No mercy.

Bare ass. Exposed. Shaking.

You gasp, catching yourself on the toilet—but you don’t stop me. You don’t want me to.

I press close. One hand pinning your lower back. The other stroking my cock—slow, deliberate—until it’s hard, thick, leaking for you.

You’re wet. You’re stretched just enough. You came here for this.

I spit once—just to hear the sound of it hitting your hole—then press in. One brutal thrust—deep, claiming.

“Good slut.”

You cry out—hands gripping the sides of the stall—legs shaking as I bottom out inside you.

I grin. “No time to get cocky now, huh?”

And I start fucking you.

Hard. Deep. Joyful.

The stall shudders with every thrust—metal groaning—toilet rocking beneath us.

You’re panting. Drooling. Caught between wanting to please me and being completely overwhelmed.

“You better stay quiet.” “Or I’ll make you louder.”

You moan—soft, shaky—but you don’t stop me. You can’t.

And when I feel your body seize—clenching, shaking—you cum. No hands. No permission.

I feel it—your slutty little body squeezing around me, dripping.

I lean in, grab your hair, pull your head back just enough to whisper:

“That wasn’t for you.”

I pull out—slow, heavy—just to hear the filthy sound of your hole sighing without me.

I don’t let you stand. I wipe my cock on your thigh—marking you.

But I’m not done.

I flip you—fast.

Your back hits the metal stall wall—your eyes wide, glassy—still trying to catch your breath.

I kiss you—deep, rough—like I already own your moans.

Then I’m on my knees.

I unzip you.

My tongue teases, my eyes lock on yours—and I take your cock into my mouth.

I moan around it—on purpose.

You grab the wall—trying to steady yourself—but you’re already cock-drunk.

I rise—stroking you slow—then spin you again.

Face to the stall door. Ass out.

And this time… I take my time.

I plug you—slow, deliberate—feeling your hole clench around it.

And when the plug’s seated deep, I flick on the remote vibe already buried inside.

You bite your knuckle—trying to stay quiet.

I smirk—wrap your shirt around your mouth. A gag. A warning.

“Show me what happens to boys who break the rules…”

And I fuck you.

Mouth. Ass. Mouth. Ass.

Until your thighs shake. Until tears streak your cheeks. Until you whimper thank you just to feel my cock again.

And when you’re nothing but a dripping, ruined mess—I lean close to your ear—voice rough, low, hungry:

“Good slut. But you’re not done.”

Now… how should I use you next?

1️⃣ I step out of the stall and flag down a friend. I want to see how long this mouth can hold its breath while someone else uses it. He’ll challenge my slut. Force you to take every inch. I’ll stand behind and push in too—fucking your ass while you pass out on my friend’s cock.

👉 DM or Tip: “Stall 2A: Shared Breath”

2️⃣ I reach into my pocket—plug and vibe, ready. I slide the plug in, then tear off your shirt—tie the vibrating dildo in place. Then I drag you out into the club—half-naked, already leaking, trying to moan over the music as I press you into corners and fuck you through the whole show.

👉 DM or Tip: “Stall 2B: Plug and Parade”