Duranda
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I woke up in a sweat, little memory from last night.
Ignoring my inhibitions, and peculiar pain in my rectum I got out of bed and opened up TF2. I joined my favourite Minecraft TF2 grapple hook server,
immediately greeted by my 11 year old accomplices, and the guy spamming russian music over voicechat, aswell as the small child yelling racial slurs at me. At first I believed I was being ignored, my voice going unnoticed, my screams unheard. then it hit me like a train, I had been muted, my heart nearly stopped and my face went white
who could have mustered up the malice to dirty my good name in such a fashion
the previous night came back to me in a flash
it had started as a normal day, me laying in bed slowly wasting myself away, one close to that of a lowly peasant, harvesting away at a wheat farm. the day was doubtfully uneventful me spreading my good christian faith via stories of epic and valour, to my many friends and peers, a long day of hard work indeed, and thats when it started
ColdRamen burst his way into my room, I knew what was going to happen, I saw it in his eyes.
He immediately began working on my belt buckle
"no ramen!, they might catch us, what if my parents hear I'm not ready!" I shouted carelessly, my abstinence ring sliding off my finger as coldramen man handled me like an animal latching onto its prey.
ramen shut me up with his cock, and I obediently got to work
Despite all of my protests he always got his way, always, and it only turned him on more
eventually I gave in and let him embrace me with his meaty cock.
But he would not give me this satisfaction so easily, slipping his hand to my well endowed under carriage, handeling my 2 incher with care, yet with a mood of dominance
I begged for mercy, for him to be gentle this time.
Ignoring my plea, he set out to dominate me, to once and for all make me his.
He delicately played with my nipples, his finger dancing across my chest and then without restraint, rammed his cock into my ass, despite his size he sure got the job done.
I moaned, out of my own control, being pulled by strings like a puppet, the puppet master being the overwhelming pleasure making skills of my new lover, thrusting into me with vigor i never knew possible. finally filling me up, marking me as his own once again, But alas, as quickly as he started he left, gone in an instant.
Was he ever even there? am I dreaming? My pondering unterupted by my ass aching and my lust unquenched I was left with nothing but a familiar whisper in the wind. A delicate song of leaves and petrichor, it told me "You've been muted. please learn from your mistakes or the next time, it will be permanent."
Mistakes, don't make me laugh, but I yearn for your touch ramen, mute me and once and for all own my ass
I wait elegantly for you, not a day goes by where I dont daydream of your touch, but if I was perma muted from this tf2 minecraft server, whatever would I do, how would my life possibly go on, I will be better for you baby
you keep me going.
I await your replies of the highest degree of
professionalism.
Your one and only
-Duranda
it was too fun making this
Ignoring my inhibitions, and peculiar pain in my rectum I got out of bed and opened up TF2. I joined my favourite Minecraft TF2 grapple hook server,
immediately greeted by my 11 year old accomplices, and the guy spamming russian music over voicechat, aswell as the small child yelling racial slurs at me. At first I believed I was being ignored, my voice going unnoticed, my screams unheard. then it hit me like a train, I had been muted, my heart nearly stopped and my face went white
who could have mustered up the malice to dirty my good name in such a fashion
the previous night came back to me in a flash
it had started as a normal day, me laying in bed slowly wasting myself away, one close to that of a lowly peasant, harvesting away at a wheat farm. the day was doubtfully uneventful me spreading my good christian faith via stories of epic and valour, to my many friends and peers, a long day of hard work indeed, and thats when it started
ColdRamen burst his way into my room, I knew what was going to happen, I saw it in his eyes.
He immediately began working on my belt buckle
"no ramen!, they might catch us, what if my parents hear I'm not ready!" I shouted carelessly, my abstinence ring sliding off my finger as coldramen man handled me like an animal latching onto its prey.
ramen shut me up with his cock, and I obediently got to work
Despite all of my protests he always got his way, always, and it only turned him on more
eventually I gave in and let him embrace me with his meaty cock.
But he would not give me this satisfaction so easily, slipping his hand to my well endowed under carriage, handeling my 2 incher with care, yet with a mood of dominance
I begged for mercy, for him to be gentle this time.
Ignoring my plea, he set out to dominate me, to once and for all make me his.
He delicately played with my nipples, his finger dancing across my chest and then without restraint, rammed his cock into my ass, despite his size he sure got the job done.
I moaned, out of my own control, being pulled by strings like a puppet, the puppet master being the overwhelming pleasure making skills of my new lover, thrusting into me with vigor i never knew possible. finally filling me up, marking me as his own once again, But alas, as quickly as he started he left, gone in an instant.
Was he ever even there? am I dreaming? My pondering unterupted by my ass aching and my lust unquenched I was left with nothing but a familiar whisper in the wind. A delicate song of leaves and petrichor, it told me "You've been muted. please learn from your mistakes or the next time, it will be permanent."
Mistakes, don't make me laugh, but I yearn for your touch ramen, mute me and once and for all own my ass
I wait elegantly for you, not a day goes by where I dont daydream of your touch, but if I was perma muted from this tf2 minecraft server, whatever would I do, how would my life possibly go on, I will be better for you baby
you keep me going.
I await your replies of the highest degree of
professionalism.
Your one and only
-Duranda
it was too fun making this
