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finally, alone with himself~

Alt bendy- daddy, as he was called, a tall and thin inked bendy- one uncovered eye, deep reds and oranges in color- and hooves, as well as spikes all over his back and shoulders. He was currently Dealing with his job of being a drug Lord, selling and making drugs in his big factory type place- the entire au was based upon sex, drugs, alcohol, and gang fights. He was in heat though, dying to get away and to one of his slave toys- remembering he'd killed the last one a day ago and not having the patience to hunt for more, he sighed, his claws tapping on his desk while He oversaw the work in his place. He eventually noticed one of his higher workers, and called them over to make them take over his job for the moment. "You... Watch the factory and ensure that the work continues to be done smoothly, quickly, and efficiently. If you fail, you'll be immediately terminated."
The worker, an inky demonlike male, nodded quickly and moved to take over the job. f i n a l l y leaving his work desk, daddy went to walking down one of the halls- his hooves tapping the floor softly as he went, his arms crossed with his ink dripping slightly from how heavy the heat had hit him. It was so sudden, and strong- he n e e d e d to deal with it, and fast. He decided to go to his inky room- where he usually had his favorite toys. He went to it, and went in, shutting and locking the door behind him before turning to the ink soaking the walls, floor, and ceiling. He went over to the only dry thing in the room- the bed, which needed cleaned from his last toy- not that he cared, sitting down on it and letting his parts form up. Once that was done, he gingerly wrapped a clawed hand around his own thick shaft- feeling it twitch softly, hard and heavy in his hand from how horny he just was, rubbing his thumb over the inky cockhead a little and biting his tongue. He wondered what all he could do on his own.. Breathing the stale cum, ink, and blood scented air, he shifted back to lay down on the mattress, using the ink of the room to make thick inky tentacles- using two to pull his own legs up since it was hard for him to do that without help, and using a third inkentacle (inky tentacle) to wrap around and stroke his own tail. It.. Felt really good, made him almost feel submissive- but to who? Himself? He didn't know, but he did know it felt good. The ink continued to drip from the walls and ceiling, him purring softly while using more of the inky appendages to touch all over his own body, feeling over the inky skin of his sides and chest while rubbing his hips and thighs. He eventually got bored of that, using one to slide up and around his own shaft- feeling how twitchy and hard the length of his cock was because of how neglected it felt. He let that inkentacle wrap around it and stroke it slowly, making him bite his lip a little as he watched the movement. He kept his own legs spread and held up with those first two inkentacles- and the touches from all the others soon resumed, making him pant softly. He even wrapped one around his own neck, having a thing for how it felt- colder ink against his own warm ink felt absolutely amazing right about now. He kept his up for a few minutes, touching himself with the inkentacles- the one that was stroking his length randomly squeezing softly around his shaft and rubbing his cockhead as well to add on a bit of a tease. Pretty soon he got tired of the tease and wanted more, making that inkentacle just full on start stroking his shaft- and he started to get curious, having one rub against his inner thighs before slipping lower. He was curious about.. Well, doing this, biting the side of his own hand while letting that single one slowly push into him. It felt weird, all hot and tense in there- felt good though, him forcing it pretty far in there and blushing heavily as it brushed up against his prostate. "Mmnnfh.. H-hah,, oooohh t-that feels goooood..~" He'd say to himself, deciding to fully restrain himself and see how it went like this. He let a couple more of those inkentacles restrain his arms, while those ones that had his legs up kept then up- making the jobs of the ones touching between his legs much easier. The one stroking his hard cock simply continued, and the one inside him started a gentle squirming pattern against his hot tight walls. G o d it felt good.. He'd never had something inside him before, but now he wondered why he'd never tried it, it felt deliciously perfect- making him whine when the inkentacle in there would curl right against that lil spot of his. He felt dominated, not exactly sure why though, he was the only one there- so who was he submissive for here, himself? Well, it certainly felt like it.

He continued this, resting his head back while the inkentacles continued their actions, the one around his shaft squeezing it softly to make him whimper- he felt weird about it, like it felt good but it felt wrong- but that's just his dominance showing through in a situation where he basically made himself a bottom. It did feel r e a l l y good though, so he dealt with it- letting out a low gutteral groan as that one inside him balled up and presses right against his prostate- making him tremble for a moment before it stopped balling up and resumed the previous squirming action. His tail flicked and wrapped around the part of the inkentacle that wasn't inside him, the large demon male giving in fully to desire, resting his head back as he let the one in there start to make slow thrusting motions into him. They didn't stay too slow for long though, soon speeding up and pushing deeper to fill his lust. The one stroking his shaft simply continued with that, squeezing around his base and rubbing over his tip at times, the combination of pleasures was intoxicating. At this point he wasn't actually controlling the inkentacles, but more they were controlling themselves, pleasuring the large male in any way they could- touching all over his body and rubbing against sensitive areas, making the demon groan at times.

Before long, another inkentacle slid up to press around daddy's entrance, slowly pushing in with the first to stretch him out a bit more- making the male whine and bite his lip. He didn't mind it though, in his mind he was still in control of everything, panting softly as he enjoyed himself. The two inkentacles pressed against his Walls, and against his prostate, alternating thrusting motions into him and pushing as deep as they could inside him- using more power over time and making alt throw his head back with multiple moans. His edge was slowly pulling closer with each movement, his legs tensing up at times while they inkentacles kept them up and spread. His eye closed, and his tongue stuck out between his teeth, panting a little between small noises while slightly pulling at the restraint to his arms. It made him light headed, all the pleasure with him on the more receiving end of it, his tail limp against the bed now while he tried to buck his hips into it. "F-ffuck~ hhnn..."

Before long, a little pre started to drip from the head of his shaft, his noises getting a little louder and more desperate in tone. The inkentacles, well, they had other plans- a third one snaking up to the two inside daddy, those pressing against his walls and spreading him open enough to get that third one inside him- all three of them taking turns to slide in and out, giving the demon that feeling of constantly being entered. They also pressed and rubbed right up against the males prostate, applying pressure to it to make the male whine, tremble, and whimper in pleasure from the intense feel of it. His finish was approaching, fast, him struggling a bit more and huffing from the feeling of it building up in his stomach. His tongue hung out, and his eye opened a little to show it full of lust, his hooved feet twitching a little as well as his tail.

Before long, he groaned lowly, starting to tense up slightly as his edge neared. Pre leaked from his tip, the tentacle wrapped around his shaft continuing to rapidly stroke it to give him near constant pleasure. It definitely did him over, eventually causing him to tense up completely as his climax pressed right up to the very edge- aaand it's gone, him hitting his finish with a long low groan of pure pleasure as he came all over himself. With how he was, there was a l o t of cum there, easily covering his own stomach and some of it even getting on his chest or collar bone area. The inkentacles continued to stroke him and press against his innermost walls through this while he stayed tense, throwing his head back a little. It felt so g o O d... His body slowly relaxed as he finished up, the inkentacles pulling out of him and away from his body- leaving him to recover. He felt disgusted by himself, having mewled and moaned like a submissive lil bitch- but God damn it felt so good.. He also didn't like being covered in cum, but was too tired to worry about it, satisfied for the moment as he closed his eye and just b r e a t h e d.

He soon fell asleep, purring to himself with at least a little of his heat taken care of for the moment.

1704 w O r d s - my goal had been 1500,i think I did it- hallelujah! So this is uh.. Yeah just, just a daddy masturbation session with the inky tentacle room he usually used for his lil sex slave pets but he'd accidentally killed them- gonna have to get more later, anyways! I'll see you again soon, my loveliest degenerates and sinners~~
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