**warnings!** there's violence and language. Lots of it. Also sex, duh. And yeah, there's ALL the kinky things I could think of! (Pretty much what Mitch listed last chapter, not all but a lot) So you'll get uncomfortable at some parts! So if you do, just skip those, it won't last long.**
(Reminder because it's been a while: Scott is with Alex, Mitch is with Kirstin, Scomiche has been doing dirty things (all but anal) without Kirstie and Alex knowing. And Kirstie with tori. Kirst is preggers, Mitch wants the d. Alex doesn't know anything)
Well...I don't just want to be fucked, I want to be fucked, like...bondage and shit. I want to be rough as fuck, I want to be forced to call you daddy or master, I want to be hurt, i want to be tied up, I want to be whipped, blindfolded, pissed on, hung from the ceiling. I want to be treated like your little sex slave bitch, I want to be called dirty names, I want my entire body covered in marks that will last, I want to be fucked in weird positions, even in public. I want it all"
Oh, and if I misspelled anything, let me know!
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Mitch-
I sat at the table, playing with my hands. I was nervous...REALLY nervous.
Scott was going to be here any minute, for the "date" we'd arranged.
I'd already told him about Kirstie and Tori,
and how this was the one and only time this was happening, so it'd better be amazing as fuck.We had decided to do the stuff™ (that's the technical term)
at my house, because it had a soundproof room for recording in the basement in case the neighbors complained about screaming...which was a very real possibility.It was weird, talking about this so matter-of-factly, discussing safe-words and such, As if we were just meeting up to record a video. (They were red and yellow by the way...because we're basic bitches)
But it did make it slightly less awkward.We'd even bought some toys and supplies together.
Well, actually I'd given him some money, and he'd put in some, and he wouldn't tell me what he got. He said it was a surprise. I knew there were basic things like lube, a paddle, and handcuffs. But I wasn't sure what else.
We planned on selling it all on ebay after. So the price didn't matter.(I'm sure some fans would be all over that)
Scott had just sent me a text.
"You as nervous as I am?" It said.
"Bitch I'm a butthole virgin, what do you think?" I typed, before realizing how immature that sounded, and changed my mind.
"yes. But excited too"
I said instead.Should I have said yes sir? I thought.
"Same"
he replied"Don't worry" I texted, "we have until tomorrow afternoon to get over the fears"
"Actually I'm probably more nervous than you, I've never done this before...I don't want to like...hurt you or anything."
Ugh
"🙄 that's kind of the point Scott. Hey if you wanna back out that's fine, I'll just find a stronger man lol" I joked.
S-Ha ha, is that any way to talk to your master? 😏"

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Scomiche Smut (And Sometimes Fluff)
FanfictionLots of smut, some weird stuff, some fucked up stuff, (some the readers love but I really don't like) some fluffy cute stuff, some sad stuff. But all scomiche