It comes natural for Marc to choke you, like his fight or flight instincts kick in and he needs to overpower you
He's quite rough with you, basically manhandling you, calling you a greedy slut
But gradually, he's craving something else, something sweeter
Marc's hand leaves your neck, he presses kisses all over your face and chest
His fingers dig into the plush of your hips and he rolls you over, so that you ride him
You go to town, arching your back, moaning his name, feeling your tits
But then you hover over him, and now your hand is on his neck
At first, he's perplexed, completely shocked by the new sensation, and his first thought is to snatch your hand away, because who the hell are you to choke him?
Yet he can't help but be enthralled by how good it feels
And the feeling of having control over Marc has you dizzy with pleasure
"You're mine, Marc Spector-" You pant, chest rising and falling, and he can't help but fall even more in love with you, if that's even possible
It's safe to say he's found his new kink
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Steven
Kind, sweet, nice Steven was baffled when you begged him to choke you
He protested at first, worried that his muscle memory might have him squeeze too hard
But Steven could never say no to you
You decided to have a safe word to make him feel more comfortable (spoiler, you didn't use it)
Because he's inexperienced, you guide his hand, help him wrap his fingers around your neck
Harder, please!" You urge him, and he delivers
When he sees just how drunk you are on his cock, he doesn't care if he leaves a mark
Steven fucks you like there's no tomorrow, the amount of control he has over your body only bringing him closer to the edge
You're stuck between agony and ecstasy, and you wrap your legs around his waist
The blocked airflow is making you delirious, and you dig your nails into his arms
Afraid you might faint, Steven lets go of your neck
He wants to pull out, but you only flex your leg muscles harder
"Don't you d-dare!" You threaten him. "Make me yours, Steven."
The last sentence is enough to have him reach his climax
Khonshu better get ready for grandkids
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Jake
Jake is... something else. Sure, he's the coy, laid-back cab driver to others, but you know better. You know much better
This is the type of man who would break someone's kneecaps for even breathing next to you
This is also the type of man who eats pussy for his pleasure, the fact that you enjoy it is just an added bonus
For Jake, choking is tame, vanilla, even, because he takes pleasure in making you suffer (consensually)
At first, he wasn't interested in even talking to you
But then little old you caught his attention with how adaptable you were with Marc and his alters
And with Jake, you allowed yourself to enjoy a bit (a lot) of pain
It's a match made in hell because this man doesn't just fuck, he turns you into his own personal pocket pussy
When he chokes you, it's never with his bare hands, because he always fucks you from behind
Instead, he uses anything he can find - his tie, your panties, rope
It's sloppy and harsh, lots of hair pulling, biting, scratching, spanking - as long as you're bruised and sore, then he's done a good job
Oh, but you love it, although sometimes you have to use a safeword because he tends to get a little carried away
Jake's not great with aftercare, but he tries his best - carries you to the bathroom, brings you food, puts on a movie, but he rarely talks
He prefers it if you talk (because his heart flutters when he sees how passionate you get about subjects you enjoy but he won't admit that, not yet)
