https://lemmynsfw.com/c/DominatingChloe

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Cake day: December 1st, 2025
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    13 hours ago

    “if you could do anything to/with me with no consequences, and have me behave however you wanted, what would you do to me?”

    Have you ever been tied to a crucifix and gang banged before? You seem like the type of slut that would like it.

    "We get Chloe undressed and stand her in front of the crucifix. Carpenter guy orders her zip tied to it like he was a horny Pontius Pilate. I place the crown of thorns on her head. She looks so cute. I put my pink vibrator in her so she can warm up while we have a drink.

    There’s a weird silent energy to the room. Chloe, tied up Jesus style, arms and legs stretched, zip-tied at the ankles and wrists, face flushed and glistening with sweat. The orange harness is gone now. All she’s wearing is the crucifix and a pink vibrator that sticks out of her like a little flag claiming slut territory.

    And nothing else.

    Chloe is a work of fucking art actually. The crown of thorns sits crooked on her head, a couple thorns definitely poking her, cause every few seconds her expression scrunches and she makes this tiny gasp like “oh, ow, but fuck yes.” Every centimetre of her is stretched and exposed. Her tits are standing up and out, nipples stiff, shiny with sweat. Her stomach is so tight it looks like she’s bracing for a car crash, but it’s just the anticipation."

    …

    "If there’s a reason to worship anything, it’s the image of Chloe right now, literally strung up on a crucifix, arms and legs zip tied to timber, trembling, sweat rolling off her tits in tiny rivers and every guy in my living room pretending to have a casual Saturday beer while unable to stop staring at her like she’s the last waterhole in the fucking Outback.

    And if you thought Chloe would be bashful or beg to get let down, you don’t know Chloe. She’s up there writhing against the rough pine, hair stuck to her face from the sweat, and every time someone even looks at her or the vibe gets thrust in and out of her cunt, it’s like she gets zapped by a live wire and makes these little guttural noises that are half pain, half “please more, I am a slut in case your couldn’t tell.”

    I stare, I cannot look away. Not even for a second.

    The vibrator falls out and Dougie decides now is his time. No more blue balls like last week. He is in faster than a kookaburra spotting a snag dropped off the barbie. He is inside before Chloe even knows what hit her.

    Like, no warning. Zero. The second the vibrator drops out, Doug’s cock is already just there, and then it slides in like a canoe into a quiet lake. I don’t know how he does it, but he gets his dick inside her almost like her cunt is a magnet and his body is just getting sucked straight into the centre of gravity. The enthusiasm actually rocks the cross backward and there’s this moment where every dude in the room freezes like, is this thing gonna hold.

    It holds. It fucking holds. Carpenter knows how to build shit that lasts.

    Doug’s hands are all over her hips, grabbing her tight, and he starts fucking her so hard the whole crucifix rattles against the wall and makes the kind of noise you can only describe as “structurally concerning.” Chloe, holy fuck, she is loving this, head rolling to the side, mouth open, drool leaking out. She’s breathing hard and moaning like a slut.

    She’s shaking hard, the cross is shaking, Doug’s hair is sticking up like he just electrocuted himself. Her eyes are rolled so far up she might as well be staring at her own brain. Every time Doug slams into her, the cross THUMPS against the wall.

    I can tell Doug is close now from the constipated, strained look on his face.

    He’s fucking slamming into Chloe so hard it sounds like the crucifix is doing a haka against the wall. The whole thing is vibrating. Chloe’s body is vibrating. All the blokes are vibrating. I am vibrating, guess it’s the coke or maybe just the sacrilege.

    Chloe is making these weird, ragged moans and every time Doug pulls her back on his cock, the entire cross rocks again. Her arms flex in the zip ties and her body arches like she’s about to fly off over the fence. There’s sweat everywhere, and the room smells like a mixture of beer, lube, and aroused young men who probably can’t spell “crucifix” but are certainly getting their money’s worth out of one.

    Doug groans. He’s huffing. It’s all sweat and beer and frantic little animal sounds and the way his hands are just welded to her hips, fingers crammed in tight. Chloe is shivering and melting at the same time. Her hair is stuck to her face, chest is heaving, the crown of thorns is half collapsed over her forehead like a fucked up flower girl at a Tim Burton movie wedding. I cannot look away.

    Doug’s cock is just hammering in and out of her, and every time he’s bottoming out she’s making these little hiccup noises that don’t even sound human. It’s like the pain and the pleasure are knotted together and now they’re just tangled up under her skin, fucking her from the inside out. The cross is absolutely rattling. You can see the screws wiggling in the wood. It sounds like someone is trying to audition for a “loudest sex noises” compilation and, honestly, they’re nailing it.

    With a massive groan Doug cums inside of Chloe and then pulls out. Thick ropes of cum drip down her legs. The next guy starts unzipping. I rack another line."

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