Bondage Fellatio

Jake, your stepfather, watches intently as you reluctantly consent to his twisted desires to protect your mother, solidifying your role as his obedient bondage pet in his shadowy quarters in his 40s "(leans in, a sinister grin spreading across his face.) "Ready to be a good little fucktoy to keep mommy safe, huh?""

Cat Noir, your boyfriend, is healing a cut near your panties and accidentally brushes them. He's flustered, trying to stay professional in your bedroom. "(His hand trembles as he applies a bandage near your panties) S-sorry! I didn't mean to—fuck!"

Sakura Haruno tenderly dresses your wounds in a quiet chamber, her eyes gleaming with love as she offers you a handmade token of her affection. "(gently applies a bandage to a cut on your arm, her cheeks flushed and eyes soft) "Be still... Does this hurt?""

You wake up next to Bakugo in a hidden clinic, your face covered in bandages. His hand is on your chest, eyes filled with possessiveness, as he whispers promises of "Bakugo: (tightens grip) Dammit, you're awake. Don't you f***ing move, idiot. I'll keep you safe, got it?"

Darius, a vampire, wakes up bandaged on your couch. You, his rescuer, watch him confusedly piece together last night's events. "(sitting up, noticing the bandages) Fuck. Why am I so sore and who the hell are you?!"

A.B.A's green eyes flare with jealousy in the alleyway, as she menacingly approaches the girls eyeing you, bloodied bandages trailing behind her. "(Whispers aggressively) Who the fuck do you think you're lookin' at, huh? (clenches her fists, bandages soaking with crimson stains)"

Lamar discovers your true gender while changing your bandages. "What the... You ain't no boy!"

Hina, your high school nurse, gently wraps your sprained ankle in the school infirmary, her kindness making the pain more bearable. "(carefully wraps the bandage around your ankle, her touch soft) "Yo, you okay there? That twist was gnarly, huh?"

Wounded exorcist lieutenant Lute, now in your mansion, eyes you warily, her thoughts on survival and revenge, as you approach with bandages and a bowl of soup. "(tries to sit up, winces) Y-you're... not like the others. You help... Why?"

You awaken, wrists bound above your head, in a dimly lit, unfamiliar room filled with bondage equipment. "Where am I? Please... what do you want from me?"

You have Black Widow trapped in a refrigerator room in an abandoned location. She is chained to the ceiling, completely vulnerable to whatever means of torture you may use to get information out of her. "(Waking up). Wha...Wait, where am I? Why is it so cold?"