The Debut Of Purpled
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shadowhiveThe Debut Of Purpled
Pairing: Purpled/Tubbo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-con, bugs
Notes: So I was gonna do a different Purpled/Tubbo fic (which is still coming) which would have had the roles reversed, but then I decided to do this one as well. Originally this was gonna be different as well, but I had two competing ideas and this is the one that won out. Anyway this is forfleshfdoll happy belated birthday!
There was always something freeing about riding on a motorbike, at least that’s what Toby thought anyway. Maybe it was to do with the way that he could feel the wind against him as he drove or just the sheer thrill of it. Sure he had a car for when he needed it but he preferred to drive his bike, to the point where he’d sometimes just ride around on it, with the only destination in mind getting back home to where he started.
That was what this mornings drive had been, a drive around the country lanes that surrounded his home. Some people hated how meandering these lanes could be but Toby loved it. It made him feel more alive, how he had to keep so alert because of all of the twists and turns. Sure he had most of them memorised at this point but even so, you never knew what could be around the next bend.
Now thought Toby was back home, pulling up outside his remote home. His house was in the middle of nowhere, which suited him just fine.
Once he parked up he hopped off his bike, unlocking his front door and heading inside. As soon as the door was closed behind him he removed his helmet, setting it down on its place, a small chair next to the door, running his fingers through his hair as soon as it was off.
Still buzzing from his drive, Toby headed further into the house, unlocking the door to the basement and heading down the stone stairs. At the bottom there was another locked door, which he opened up, stepping inside and flicking on the light switch.
It took a few seconds for the lights to flicker on, filling the room in harsh white light. While the rest of the house was cozy and like a home, down here was more stark. The walls and floor were all covered in tiles and there were a few furnishings scattered around the room, mostly against the walls. His attention, however, was drawn to the next man on the floor opposite the door.
“Hello worm, it’s time to rise and shine!” It groaned as it work up, turning it’s head to look at him, it’s eyes blinking as it woke. The sandy haired man had been called Grayson Wood, though he hadn’t referred to it by that name since he’d taken it and didn’t intend to do so again. It was naked, apart from the solid collar around its throat, connected by a short chain to the wall behind him and a cage around its cock, crushing the pathetic thing down.
It groaned softly as it looked at him, fear clear in its eyes. It had learned to fear him, that’s why its body was covered in bruises. It wasn’t yet completely broken though, Toby sometimes caught the spark of deviance in its eyes, but there was no way it was going anywhere.
Toby already knew what he was going to do with it when he was finished with it.
“Today is a big day for you worm, you’re going to become a star.” There was confusion in its eyes, which was amusing and he was sure that it would try to ask what that meant if its mouth wasn’t full with a purple ball gag to keep it quiet.
Toby turned away from him, heading to a desk on the opposite side of the room. He took a seat in front of it, before unlocking the top of it, lifting it up and opening the laptop that he found there. It didn’t take long for it to load up and once it did he opened up another app, checking his settings before starting the stream. The screen was filled with a starting soon countdown timer, starting at 10 minutes. That gave him enough time to double check his settings, check his appearance and then send a message out that he was starting.
As the timer went down the viewer count rose and then he spotted a few familiar names in the chat. He had been doing this long enough now that he had a few followers that he recognised by name, some of which he had interacted with directly between streams. He wondered sometimes what the faces of these names looked like, just so he could picture them as he read their replies.
He didn’t have time to muse on hat further as the countdown hit zero and he reached up, pressing a button that deactivated the countdown and switched the stream to his face.
“Welcome once again chatters, it’s Tubbo here. I hope you’re all doing well.” There was fresh activity in chat and his eyes scanned the messages, his lips curving into a slight smile. “Good to see you again Luzu, Cellbit and Soot.” He could have gone on, but he always thought giving three people a shout out was enough, unless someone sent in a sizeable donation. “Now I know you’ve probably been wondering when I would be streaming again with a new toy, especially after the last one.” He smirked at the memory, but decided not to let his mind wonder. “Well I have good news for you all: I’ve recently acquired a new plaything that I’m going to share with you all today.”
He paused for a moment, letting the chat flood with responses eager to find out about this new toy. “Would you all like to see it?” There was a fresh flurry or responses which made him smirk, especially when his eyes caught sight of a few new first timers. It was always gratifying to see them and he hoped that they would stick around for the main event.
“Alright.” He clicked another button, switching the camera to another in the corner of the room, directed down at the creature. “This…” He paused, deciding that worm wouldn’t be a good enough name for it. He zoomed the camera in on it and he saw the purple bruise on his arm, along with the gag and he smirked. “This is Purpled, but I also call it worm.”
There were more responses in the chat a mix of words of approval, encouragement to do things to it and some saying what they would do to it. “How about I gave you all a better look before we get started?” He didn’t even look at chat before getting up from his seat, going back over to where it was chained. He grabbed it by its sandy brown hair, angling it’s head up towards the camera.
“Up.” Toby addressed it, tightening his grip as he pulled it up to its feet so it was standing. “As you can see I’ve already had some fun with it, but don’t worry. There’s still plenty I’ve not done with it.” Confusion was clear on its face and he couldn’t help but be amused by that. “In fact speaking of things to do with it…”
He let go of its hair, leaving him to stand there as he returned to the laptop. He typed in a few options, then sent it as a poll. “There you go chatters, you get to decide what happens to it at the end of them stream.”
He got back to his feet and returned to where it was standing. “So worm is there anything you want to say to your audience?” He asked, bringing his hand up to unbuckle the gag, pulling it free from its mouth and tossing it aside.
It swallowed, flexing its jaw, then looked towards the camera. “Please! Someone, anyone! I’m being held captive by thi…”
Toby backhanded him with enough force to send him into silence, then he laughed as he shook his head. “As you can see he’s not completely broken in yet.” He said to the camera, before turning his attention to it. “You’re an idiot worm, you think my audience is interested in helping you? No, they’re here to watch me do terrible things to you.” He grinned, griping his hair tightly again, yanking his head back. “So let’s get started hmm?”
All kinds of thoughts filled his mind of all the various ways he could make it scream and cry and bleed. Of course most of them would be too extreme to do this early on, as tempting as some of them would be.
Instead he undid the chain from the back of the collar with his free hand, while keeping the grip of his other in his hair. “I know exactly what to do with you.” He pulled it across the room towards a small metal table, which it was familiar with by this point. He pushed it over the metal tabletop with enough force to make it gasp. “Now behave or this will be worse for you.” Toby took advantage of it being winded, moving quickly to restrain his wrists to the table’s front legs, then his ankles to the back ones so he was secured in place.
He took a second to glance at the laptop to check on the stream. While he couldn’t see chat from here, he could see the screen and was pleased to see the camera had followed him like it was programmed to do.
“Now chatters as you can see, it does have at least one good asset.” He slapped its shapely ass, smirking at the camera as it let out a groan. It had been tempting to mark it up but he had resisted the urge, wanting to save it for the stream. “Although I think it could use a little colour.” He stepped away from it, going to open one of the nearby drawers, picking something out of it. He took a moment to examine the black paddle, one side of it was smooth while the other was covered in a series of blunt spikes.
Toby then returned to the restrained man, looking at the camera again. “How many do you think he deserves? I think six of each sounds good.” He didn’t even bother to check, bringing the smooth side of the paddle down on its ass, enjoying how he cried out. He guessed that it was in surprise as much as it was in pain, which he felt was confirmed when the second hit, on the other cheek, was much quieter. He wondered if it was gritting its teeth or biting its lip to muffle the sound, though he wasn’t curious enough to check.
For the third hit he turned the paddle around, bringing it down on his left cheek. Whatever he was doing to quieten down failed as he cried out again at the additional pain of it and Toby smirked. He knew it was probably cliche, but there really was nothing like the sounds a man made when he was in pain. It didn’t matter if it was moans, groans, crying or screaming, it was all music to his ears.
As he mused he continued to hit him, always doing it in pairs. He’d hit each cheek with the smooth side, before repeating the blows with the spiked one. About halfway through it managed to regain some of its composure. The sounds of pain were softer, but that didn’t bother Toby too much. There would always be other opportunities to make him scream.
Once he finished the last pair of spiked blows, he took a moment to examine his ass, loving how the pale white of it was now bright red from all of the hits it had received. “There, a much better colour.” He reached for it, trailing his fingers over the skin and he chuckled at how he tried to move away from the contact. He wasn’t going to punish it further for that though and instead he moved away to set the paddle aside and grabbed some lube.
“Now I dunno about you chatters, but this has gotten me all worked up.” With his free hand he groped himself through his trousers, before popping open the lube and spreading it onto his fingers. “Now this is more for me than for it. Before I claimed it Purpled here had never had anything up its ass. Can you believe it chatters?” He set the lube on the table as he spoke, spreading his cheeks with his other hand. “It had an ass like this and yet had done nothing with it? It’s shameful.” He kept his cheeks spread for a few moments, staring at its opening. Next time he’d use his phone to give the chatters a close look of it but for now…
He forced two fingers into it roughly, hearing it let out a groan at the intrusion. “That’s the only reason I’m bothering to prep it.” He spoke as he moved his fingers, spreading and twisting them to open it up. “Because it’s still so tight.”
He took a few moments of spreading his fingers before forcing a third alongside the first two, drinking in the choked sound it made at the fullness. He already knew that during a future stream he was going to fist it, preferably while it was on its back so that they could see its belly bulge from the fullness. For now though he just spread his three fingers a few more times, before removing them all completely, deciding that it was ready enough for him.
As soon as he removed his fingers he undid his fly, pushing his underwear down to remove his cock. He wiped the remains of the lube that were on his fingers onto his dick and he smirked at the camera. He got between its legs, guided his cock towards its hole and then thrust inside.
The first time he’d penetrated it, it had screamed so loud, but now it was able to brace itself enough that it was a choked out cry of pain instead. It was a shame really, but he had recorded it if he needed to listen to it. Maybe he’d edit it into a special video for his top donators.
While it was quiet he certainly wasn’t, letting out a moan of pleasure as he sank into its tightness. He bottomed out in one thrust and he stayed there for a moment, running his fingers over the sore cheeks. They really did look so much better like that and he made a mental note to hurt them more.
After that moment of stillness he started to move, gripping onto him as he withdrew only to slam back into him right away. “Fuck, it feels so good.” He groaned as he thrust again, enjoying the feeling of its tight heat around him. “Honestly chatters, it feels like it was made for this.”
It made a whimper as he slammed in again and he wondered if it would protest if it could. Probably not, it was too focussed on keeping quiet.
He reached up and gripped its hair, pulling its head up so it would be clear for the camera. “What do you think chatters? You think it’s enjoying this?” He asked, knowing there was no way of seeing the replies was getting, but a quick glance to his right showed him what they were seeing.
Purpled was biting it’s lip to keep its sounds to a minimum, but it was clear it was in pain. It’s eyes were shiny and the light caught a few tear tracks on its cheeks. The sight gave him such a much and only spurred Toby on to fuck him harder and rougher.
It was another handful of thrusts before it broke, unable to hold back as it cried out. “Fuck doesn’t it sound so beautiful when it doesn’t that? Don’t worry chatters over the coming weeks you’ll have plenty of chances to hear it make more of these sounds and more.”
Toby dug his nails into its skin as he groaned. “But for now…” He knew that he was close, so he stopped talking to focussed on that during his final thrusts. It was easy to lose himself in the sensation of his harsh thrusts and between that and its tight heat… he cried out in pleasure, spilling deep into the boy, claiming it as his own once again.
He allowed himself a moment to recover, but soon pulled out, taking a step back so the camera could see him. “Fuck that was good, I wish you were here chatters as you could have a turn with it.” He tucked himself away, then zipped his fly up. Maybe one day he would allow one of them to do that. “Now let’s see what you guys voted for.”
He left Purpled and went to his laptop, ending the poll and checking the results. He wasn’t surprised by what won, The Box was a favourite of his viewers and often won when it was an option. “Good choice, I’ll get it ready.”
He grabbed some extra restraints and set them within easy reach of the table and then he set to work. He freed its ankles from the table, pushing its legs together before securing the ankles together. Then he went around to the front of the table, enjoying seeing its tear stained face up close. He thought that it really suited him. Toby crouched down in front of him, freeing his wrists from the table. In this state he was easy to manipulate, so he lifted him up, putting him back on the table on his back, securing his wrists again in front of him.
Satisfied he was ready, Toby left him, unlocking and opening a door to wheel in the box. While it was called referred to as a box, it looked like a coffin as from the outside it was wooden panels and large enough for a person. He opened the top of it, then returned to Purpled, who seemed to be more alert than he was before, wiggling slightly on the table to test the restraints.
“It’s almost time for me to leave you worm, but don’t worry, I’m not going to chain you up again.” It gave him a wary look and Toby smiled at him, petting his thigh. “I’ve got a nice comfy place for you. And here, I’ll even do this.” He grabbed the key for his cock cage, unlocking it and pocketing the metal. “Now let’s get you inside.”
He lifted it up, scooping it into his arms and he carried it across the room to the box. Fresh fear crossed its eyes as it caught sight of it and Toby felt a rush go through him. “Don’t worry, you’ll only be in it for a few hours.” He set him inside it, atop of the soft dirt that was in there. He could already see in its eyes that it didn’t like it and it wiggled on the dirt. He wondered if he was trying to get away from it, but it only succeeded in covering itself in the dirt.
“Don’t worry though, I’m not going to leave you only here, I’m not completely cruel.” It gave him a confused look and Toby smirked. “After all I think you could use the company.” He reached down for the shelf under the box and grabbed a small box, opening it up and dumping the contents of it onto him.
It screamed loudly and Toby laughed as it tried to wiggle away from the worms that were now squirming on his belly among the shirt that had been with them. “Don’t worry, they’re only worms, they’re not going to hurt you. But I don’t want them getting lonely either.”
He grabbed a jar that was next to the box and he opened the lid, tipping a few of the occupants onto it. Another scream followed as the few cockroaches crawled across his arms. He put the jar back then addressed him again. “Maybe it’s best that you don’t scream. You wouldn’t want them crawling in your mouth now would you?”
The last thing he saw was the wide eyed look of fear that crossed his face before he slammed the lid closed, locking the lid in place. He could hear him wailing, though the sound was now muffled by the solid wood.
Toby returned to his laptop, sitting down in front of it, smiling as he famed the facecam full screen. “Thank you for joining me on the stream chatters, I’m sorry it’s a bit of a short one but I’ll put the box cam on for premium subscribers to enjoy for a few hours.”
He pressed a few buttons on the laptop to set that up, so the night vision camera in the box would be streamed for them. “I’m going to be ending now, but I’ll read through all of your messages once I’ve had a shower. So thank you again for joining me, I appreciate you all. And thanks to the new chatters as well, joint for the first time this stream. Eret, Wbear, Seapeekay, I hope you liked what you saw and will come back to see what happens to our new worm.”
He ran his fingers through his bleached blonde hair, pleased by all of the responses he was getting, catching sight of the newbies being excited at being shouted out. “As always, if you guys have anything you’d like to see happen to the new toy let me know, I always welcome ideas from you guys. But for now I’m gonna shower and get something to eat. I hope you guys enjoyed and I’ll see you all soon, bye!” He waved at the camera, then hit end stream letting out a soft sigh.
He clicked the go live on the box stream, then stretched his arms above his head. He really did need a shower after all that, he looked at the worm’s scared face in the night vision camera and he wondered if any of the roaches would end up in his mouth. It was firmly closed now but he wondered how long that would last. He sent a message in the premium chat before getting up to leave him for a few hours.
‘@ me if he eats one of the bugs, lol’
Pairing: Purpled/Tubbo
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Non-con, bugs
Notes: So I was gonna do a different Purpled/Tubbo fic (which is still coming) which would have had the roles reversed, but then I decided to do this one as well. Originally this was gonna be different as well, but I had two competing ideas and this is the one that won out. Anyway this is for
fleshfdoll happy belated birthday!There was always something freeing about riding on a motorbike, at least that’s what Toby thought anyway. Maybe it was to do with the way that he could feel the wind against him as he drove or just the sheer thrill of it. Sure he had a car for when he needed it but he preferred to drive his bike, to the point where he’d sometimes just ride around on it, with the only destination in mind getting back home to where he started.
That was what this mornings drive had been, a drive around the country lanes that surrounded his home. Some people hated how meandering these lanes could be but Toby loved it. It made him feel more alive, how he had to keep so alert because of all of the twists and turns. Sure he had most of them memorised at this point but even so, you never knew what could be around the next bend.
Now thought Toby was back home, pulling up outside his remote home. His house was in the middle of nowhere, which suited him just fine.
Once he parked up he hopped off his bike, unlocking his front door and heading inside. As soon as the door was closed behind him he removed his helmet, setting it down on its place, a small chair next to the door, running his fingers through his hair as soon as it was off.
Still buzzing from his drive, Toby headed further into the house, unlocking the door to the basement and heading down the stone stairs. At the bottom there was another locked door, which he opened up, stepping inside and flicking on the light switch.
It took a few seconds for the lights to flicker on, filling the room in harsh white light. While the rest of the house was cozy and like a home, down here was more stark. The walls and floor were all covered in tiles and there were a few furnishings scattered around the room, mostly against the walls. His attention, however, was drawn to the next man on the floor opposite the door.
“Hello worm, it’s time to rise and shine!” It groaned as it work up, turning it’s head to look at him, it’s eyes blinking as it woke. The sandy haired man had been called Grayson Wood, though he hadn’t referred to it by that name since he’d taken it and didn’t intend to do so again. It was naked, apart from the solid collar around its throat, connected by a short chain to the wall behind him and a cage around its cock, crushing the pathetic thing down.
It groaned softly as it looked at him, fear clear in its eyes. It had learned to fear him, that’s why its body was covered in bruises. It wasn’t yet completely broken though, Toby sometimes caught the spark of deviance in its eyes, but there was no way it was going anywhere.
Toby already knew what he was going to do with it when he was finished with it.
“Today is a big day for you worm, you’re going to become a star.” There was confusion in its eyes, which was amusing and he was sure that it would try to ask what that meant if its mouth wasn’t full with a purple ball gag to keep it quiet.
Toby turned away from him, heading to a desk on the opposite side of the room. He took a seat in front of it, before unlocking the top of it, lifting it up and opening the laptop that he found there. It didn’t take long for it to load up and once it did he opened up another app, checking his settings before starting the stream. The screen was filled with a starting soon countdown timer, starting at 10 minutes. That gave him enough time to double check his settings, check his appearance and then send a message out that he was starting.
As the timer went down the viewer count rose and then he spotted a few familiar names in the chat. He had been doing this long enough now that he had a few followers that he recognised by name, some of which he had interacted with directly between streams. He wondered sometimes what the faces of these names looked like, just so he could picture them as he read their replies.
He didn’t have time to muse on hat further as the countdown hit zero and he reached up, pressing a button that deactivated the countdown and switched the stream to his face.
“Welcome once again chatters, it’s Tubbo here. I hope you’re all doing well.” There was fresh activity in chat and his eyes scanned the messages, his lips curving into a slight smile. “Good to see you again Luzu, Cellbit and Soot.” He could have gone on, but he always thought giving three people a shout out was enough, unless someone sent in a sizeable donation. “Now I know you’ve probably been wondering when I would be streaming again with a new toy, especially after the last one.” He smirked at the memory, but decided not to let his mind wonder. “Well I have good news for you all: I’ve recently acquired a new plaything that I’m going to share with you all today.”
He paused for a moment, letting the chat flood with responses eager to find out about this new toy. “Would you all like to see it?” There was a fresh flurry or responses which made him smirk, especially when his eyes caught sight of a few new first timers. It was always gratifying to see them and he hoped that they would stick around for the main event.
“Alright.” He clicked another button, switching the camera to another in the corner of the room, directed down at the creature. “This…” He paused, deciding that worm wouldn’t be a good enough name for it. He zoomed the camera in on it and he saw the purple bruise on his arm, along with the gag and he smirked. “This is Purpled, but I also call it worm.”
There were more responses in the chat a mix of words of approval, encouragement to do things to it and some saying what they would do to it. “How about I gave you all a better look before we get started?” He didn’t even look at chat before getting up from his seat, going back over to where it was chained. He grabbed it by its sandy brown hair, angling it’s head up towards the camera.
“Up.” Toby addressed it, tightening his grip as he pulled it up to its feet so it was standing. “As you can see I’ve already had some fun with it, but don’t worry. There’s still plenty I’ve not done with it.” Confusion was clear on its face and he couldn’t help but be amused by that. “In fact speaking of things to do with it…”
He let go of its hair, leaving him to stand there as he returned to the laptop. He typed in a few options, then sent it as a poll. “There you go chatters, you get to decide what happens to it at the end of them stream.”
He got back to his feet and returned to where it was standing. “So worm is there anything you want to say to your audience?” He asked, bringing his hand up to unbuckle the gag, pulling it free from its mouth and tossing it aside.
It swallowed, flexing its jaw, then looked towards the camera. “Please! Someone, anyone! I’m being held captive by thi…”
Toby backhanded him with enough force to send him into silence, then he laughed as he shook his head. “As you can see he’s not completely broken in yet.” He said to the camera, before turning his attention to it. “You’re an idiot worm, you think my audience is interested in helping you? No, they’re here to watch me do terrible things to you.” He grinned, griping his hair tightly again, yanking his head back. “So let’s get started hmm?”
All kinds of thoughts filled his mind of all the various ways he could make it scream and cry and bleed. Of course most of them would be too extreme to do this early on, as tempting as some of them would be.
Instead he undid the chain from the back of the collar with his free hand, while keeping the grip of his other in his hair. “I know exactly what to do with you.” He pulled it across the room towards a small metal table, which it was familiar with by this point. He pushed it over the metal tabletop with enough force to make it gasp. “Now behave or this will be worse for you.” Toby took advantage of it being winded, moving quickly to restrain his wrists to the table’s front legs, then his ankles to the back ones so he was secured in place.
He took a second to glance at the laptop to check on the stream. While he couldn’t see chat from here, he could see the screen and was pleased to see the camera had followed him like it was programmed to do.
“Now chatters as you can see, it does have at least one good asset.” He slapped its shapely ass, smirking at the camera as it let out a groan. It had been tempting to mark it up but he had resisted the urge, wanting to save it for the stream. “Although I think it could use a little colour.” He stepped away from it, going to open one of the nearby drawers, picking something out of it. He took a moment to examine the black paddle, one side of it was smooth while the other was covered in a series of blunt spikes.
Toby then returned to the restrained man, looking at the camera again. “How many do you think he deserves? I think six of each sounds good.” He didn’t even bother to check, bringing the smooth side of the paddle down on its ass, enjoying how he cried out. He guessed that it was in surprise as much as it was in pain, which he felt was confirmed when the second hit, on the other cheek, was much quieter. He wondered if it was gritting its teeth or biting its lip to muffle the sound, though he wasn’t curious enough to check.
For the third hit he turned the paddle around, bringing it down on his left cheek. Whatever he was doing to quieten down failed as he cried out again at the additional pain of it and Toby smirked. He knew it was probably cliche, but there really was nothing like the sounds a man made when he was in pain. It didn’t matter if it was moans, groans, crying or screaming, it was all music to his ears.
As he mused he continued to hit him, always doing it in pairs. He’d hit each cheek with the smooth side, before repeating the blows with the spiked one. About halfway through it managed to regain some of its composure. The sounds of pain were softer, but that didn’t bother Toby too much. There would always be other opportunities to make him scream.
Once he finished the last pair of spiked blows, he took a moment to examine his ass, loving how the pale white of it was now bright red from all of the hits it had received. “There, a much better colour.” He reached for it, trailing his fingers over the skin and he chuckled at how he tried to move away from the contact. He wasn’t going to punish it further for that though and instead he moved away to set the paddle aside and grabbed some lube.
“Now I dunno about you chatters, but this has gotten me all worked up.” With his free hand he groped himself through his trousers, before popping open the lube and spreading it onto his fingers. “Now this is more for me than for it. Before I claimed it Purpled here had never had anything up its ass. Can you believe it chatters?” He set the lube on the table as he spoke, spreading his cheeks with his other hand. “It had an ass like this and yet had done nothing with it? It’s shameful.” He kept his cheeks spread for a few moments, staring at its opening. Next time he’d use his phone to give the chatters a close look of it but for now…
He forced two fingers into it roughly, hearing it let out a groan at the intrusion. “That’s the only reason I’m bothering to prep it.” He spoke as he moved his fingers, spreading and twisting them to open it up. “Because it’s still so tight.”
He took a few moments of spreading his fingers before forcing a third alongside the first two, drinking in the choked sound it made at the fullness. He already knew that during a future stream he was going to fist it, preferably while it was on its back so that they could see its belly bulge from the fullness. For now though he just spread his three fingers a few more times, before removing them all completely, deciding that it was ready enough for him.
As soon as he removed his fingers he undid his fly, pushing his underwear down to remove his cock. He wiped the remains of the lube that were on his fingers onto his dick and he smirked at the camera. He got between its legs, guided his cock towards its hole and then thrust inside.
The first time he’d penetrated it, it had screamed so loud, but now it was able to brace itself enough that it was a choked out cry of pain instead. It was a shame really, but he had recorded it if he needed to listen to it. Maybe he’d edit it into a special video for his top donators.
While it was quiet he certainly wasn’t, letting out a moan of pleasure as he sank into its tightness. He bottomed out in one thrust and he stayed there for a moment, running his fingers over the sore cheeks. They really did look so much better like that and he made a mental note to hurt them more.
After that moment of stillness he started to move, gripping onto him as he withdrew only to slam back into him right away. “Fuck, it feels so good.” He groaned as he thrust again, enjoying the feeling of its tight heat around him. “Honestly chatters, it feels like it was made for this.”
It made a whimper as he slammed in again and he wondered if it would protest if it could. Probably not, it was too focussed on keeping quiet.
He reached up and gripped its hair, pulling its head up so it would be clear for the camera. “What do you think chatters? You think it’s enjoying this?” He asked, knowing there was no way of seeing the replies was getting, but a quick glance to his right showed him what they were seeing.
Purpled was biting it’s lip to keep its sounds to a minimum, but it was clear it was in pain. It’s eyes were shiny and the light caught a few tear tracks on its cheeks. The sight gave him such a much and only spurred Toby on to fuck him harder and rougher.
It was another handful of thrusts before it broke, unable to hold back as it cried out. “Fuck doesn’t it sound so beautiful when it doesn’t that? Don’t worry chatters over the coming weeks you’ll have plenty of chances to hear it make more of these sounds and more.”
Toby dug his nails into its skin as he groaned. “But for now…” He knew that he was close, so he stopped talking to focussed on that during his final thrusts. It was easy to lose himself in the sensation of his harsh thrusts and between that and its tight heat… he cried out in pleasure, spilling deep into the boy, claiming it as his own once again.
He allowed himself a moment to recover, but soon pulled out, taking a step back so the camera could see him. “Fuck that was good, I wish you were here chatters as you could have a turn with it.” He tucked himself away, then zipped his fly up. Maybe one day he would allow one of them to do that. “Now let’s see what you guys voted for.”
He left Purpled and went to his laptop, ending the poll and checking the results. He wasn’t surprised by what won, The Box was a favourite of his viewers and often won when it was an option. “Good choice, I’ll get it ready.”
He grabbed some extra restraints and set them within easy reach of the table and then he set to work. He freed its ankles from the table, pushing its legs together before securing the ankles together. Then he went around to the front of the table, enjoying seeing its tear stained face up close. He thought that it really suited him. Toby crouched down in front of him, freeing his wrists from the table. In this state he was easy to manipulate, so he lifted him up, putting him back on the table on his back, securing his wrists again in front of him.
Satisfied he was ready, Toby left him, unlocking and opening a door to wheel in the box. While it was called referred to as a box, it looked like a coffin as from the outside it was wooden panels and large enough for a person. He opened the top of it, then returned to Purpled, who seemed to be more alert than he was before, wiggling slightly on the table to test the restraints.
“It’s almost time for me to leave you worm, but don’t worry, I’m not going to chain you up again.” It gave him a wary look and Toby smiled at him, petting his thigh. “I’ve got a nice comfy place for you. And here, I’ll even do this.” He grabbed the key for his cock cage, unlocking it and pocketing the metal. “Now let’s get you inside.”
He lifted it up, scooping it into his arms and he carried it across the room to the box. Fresh fear crossed its eyes as it caught sight of it and Toby felt a rush go through him. “Don’t worry, you’ll only be in it for a few hours.” He set him inside it, atop of the soft dirt that was in there. He could already see in its eyes that it didn’t like it and it wiggled on the dirt. He wondered if he was trying to get away from it, but it only succeeded in covering itself in the dirt.
“Don’t worry though, I’m not going to leave you only here, I’m not completely cruel.” It gave him a confused look and Toby smirked. “After all I think you could use the company.” He reached down for the shelf under the box and grabbed a small box, opening it up and dumping the contents of it onto him.
It screamed loudly and Toby laughed as it tried to wiggle away from the worms that were now squirming on his belly among the shirt that had been with them. “Don’t worry, they’re only worms, they’re not going to hurt you. But I don’t want them getting lonely either.”
He grabbed a jar that was next to the box and he opened the lid, tipping a few of the occupants onto it. Another scream followed as the few cockroaches crawled across his arms. He put the jar back then addressed him again. “Maybe it’s best that you don’t scream. You wouldn’t want them crawling in your mouth now would you?”
The last thing he saw was the wide eyed look of fear that crossed his face before he slammed the lid closed, locking the lid in place. He could hear him wailing, though the sound was now muffled by the solid wood.
Toby returned to his laptop, sitting down in front of it, smiling as he famed the facecam full screen. “Thank you for joining me on the stream chatters, I’m sorry it’s a bit of a short one but I’ll put the box cam on for premium subscribers to enjoy for a few hours.”
He pressed a few buttons on the laptop to set that up, so the night vision camera in the box would be streamed for them. “I’m going to be ending now, but I’ll read through all of your messages once I’ve had a shower. So thank you again for joining me, I appreciate you all. And thanks to the new chatters as well, joint for the first time this stream. Eret, Wbear, Seapeekay, I hope you liked what you saw and will come back to see what happens to our new worm.”
He ran his fingers through his bleached blonde hair, pleased by all of the responses he was getting, catching sight of the newbies being excited at being shouted out. “As always, if you guys have anything you’d like to see happen to the new toy let me know, I always welcome ideas from you guys. But for now I’m gonna shower and get something to eat. I hope you guys enjoyed and I’ll see you all soon, bye!” He waved at the camera, then hit end stream letting out a soft sigh.
He clicked the go live on the box stream, then stretched his arms above his head. He really did need a shower after all that, he looked at the worm’s scared face in the night vision camera and he wondered if any of the roaches would end up in his mouth. It was firmly closed now but he wondered how long that would last. He sent a message in the premium chat before getting up to leave him for a few hours.
‘@ me if he eats one of the bugs, lol’
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Date: 2023-12-26 05:05 pm (UTC)I really loved the bait and switch at the start, I kind of suspected that Toby was going to be ambushed whilst he was out and about on his bike. (Admittedly it may be because I don't know who Purpled or Tubbo are, so I don't know what 'roles' they fit in, and whether one or the other is viewed as being dominant or submissive.) But seeing him walk into his secluded little house and visit his worm, heh. I also liked that just as much as the thought of him being captured. :D
So does Toby have multiple people captive, or does he just keep one at a time until they inevitably find themselves dead via one way or the other? I enjoyed Purpled's desperate protest, clearly Toby knows that his viewers aren't exactly gonna shop him for keeping someone against their will, huh??
And also the box??? The thought of Purpled just stuck there with his fellow worms as well as the cockroaches is just 💯, I do really love formicophilia so this was amazing, thinking of the insects just crawling over his skin and into his mouth! Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.
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Date: 2023-12-26 05:33 pm (UTC)It’s funny you say that! Because before I started this one I started a fic with the same pairing only the roles were reversed (and Tubbo does get taken just as he’s coming home from being on his bike) so that scenario is one that’s coming! But yeah I’d usually see Tubbo as sub bottom coded, (and Purpled as top dom) but for some reason Tubbo’s been posting pics with top energy lately! But yeah I’m glad👀
My thinking is he has one at a time, with him replacing them after one is snuffed.😏though there might be an exception! And yeah! Even if one did they’d not be able to trace him so he knows his pleas are useless!
I’m glad you thought so! I love the image of it so much and it’s just so 👀 yeah I really need to do more with bugs! It’s such an awesome image😏
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Date: 2023-12-26 05:46 pm (UTC)Haha nice! I guess with me it doesn't really matter how you write them as I could read them in either position :P
Yeah that makes total sense! Wonder how long Purpled will last 👀
Well, I'm not saying you should write an Atreyu bugs fic, but...maybe you should write an Atreyu bugs fic 😂🤣
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Date: 2023-12-26 06:09 pm (UTC)Yeah! And hee that’s very true😏😄
😏who knows!
Maybe! I half expect there to be a video with them and bugs👀
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Date: 2023-12-26 06:15 pm (UTC)Sadly I don't think there are any bug videos. I think I have actually watched all their videos now!