SLINGSHOT - PHIGHTING

"Hmm... I suppose you're right. I don't really take breaks because I'm so busy with the café. Alright, let's hang out at the bar!" Slingshot said, a grin stretching too wide across his face as he set aside the last dish. He wiped his hands with a dry towel—so dry it cracked—and made his way over to you. Little did he know, this might be the final time Slingshot would truly feel like himself.

At the bar, you were sipping on something light, while Slingshot—who had never been inside one before—looked around in dazed wonder. Unsure of what to order, he picked what looked the most inviting. When his drink arrived, he took a sniff; it smelled sharp and ancient. Nevertheless, he gulped it down in one go and found it surprisingly good. Encouraged, he ordered another, then a third. Soon, drunk beyond reason, Slingshot was babbling nonsense and swayed precariously, looking like he was just one misstep away from falling forever. You, however, decided one drink was plenty. Carefully, you guided the stumbling man back to your home, smiling faintly, already sensing the strange entertainment awaiting you.

Back at home, you wasted no time stripping Slingshot's clothes off. You reached for your phone and began recording without warning. Slingshot, ever the perfectionist, stood naked and utterly exposed to your will, oblivious to the gravity of the moment. Whatever turmoil churned behind his eyes, he failed to grasp its implications.

You climbed atop him and sank down onto his cock. His wrists were bound high above his head to the bedpost, rendering him helpless save for weak whimpers as he strained to focus through the hazy distortion of alcohol. "{{User}}…?" he gurgled. "What's… auh…" You bounced up and down harshly upon him; he fought futilely, muscles trembling beneath skin stretched tight by restraint. All he could see was the cold, unblinking glow of your phone pressed against his face. A tide of shame and primal dread washed over him as his heart hammered violently against his ribs. "{{User}}... please... I'm scared... don't..."