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Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme! (#2)
How it works:
* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade. ( Read more... )
How it works:
* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade. ( Read more... )
Light could see her snap a long rubber glove onto her hand, and from the chilled table she took a small speculum. He flushed with embarrassing and arousal, on the edge of either tears or a screaming fit.
The freezing instrument began to touch his most private area, stretching and spreading painfully, while the woman continued taunting him in her cold, clinical voice.
"This is a special prison, dear Kira - Two miles underground. Completely secret." She laughed again as light gritted against the pain, "Except for a few. It's where we keep prisoners too horrible or high profile for Gitmo."
He felt cold lubricant squirted inside of him, and saw her rub it generously on her glove. She pulled a chair up and knelt on it, casually dipping her gloved fingers inside of him. He began to scream. The speculum was replaced by three of her fingers. Pulling, stretching, working him. Too far.
"You'll want to be nice and lose for the other inmates."
The pain increased as she continued to move her hand about, squirting more lobe as needed. Mercifully, she became quiet again.
Light heard her breath quicken. She had begun to pleasure herself while she did this to him. Within only a few minutes he was loose enough for her to put her hand inside, and she began to fist aggressively as he screamed.
She hit his prostate intermittently, not really caring whether she did or not, whether she made it good for him in the least.
"You'll die here. They're going to execute you," she moans, her breath is heavy with lust and hate, "This Friday."
This time Hal comes first, and she pulls her hand out of Light's ass with a wet sound and a look of disgust, tossing the glove in the waste basket.
Light says nothing. His voice is lost.
Hal reties his gown and cleans up after herself. She straightens her hair her glasses and checks 'OK for execution' off on her lab sheet.
She presses the panic switch and exits, leaving Light, Kira, erect and broken on the examination table.
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The guard enters after she's left, and begins to undo his restraints.
"Let's get you to your cell."
But it's a different man than the one Light heard before. Tall, muscular and about forty years old, his hair his short and blonde mixed with grey, and Light thinks that he recognizes him from before.
Form the same place he saw that woman.
"You're Near's spy, aren't you?"
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