Delirando

CHAPTER 2. Sprouting Trouble

The taxi pulled up. I stepped onto the porch, trying to look casual, but my breath caught when Nico stepped out. Broad shoulders, thick arms under a sleeveless tee, and legs that filled his jeans too well. He waved with that same easy energy I remembered, like nothing had changed.

Then the back door opened, and someone else climbed out. A ...

Pollen Season 🌼🐝

CHAPTER 1. New sprouts

I live alone in a quiet house tucked behind a curtain of vines and blooming things. Most days, I tend to the garden or read in silence, undisturbed by the outside world. But for the past two weeks, one envelope has been resting on the kitchen table, opened, re-read, and still impossible to i...

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You want to join a sport, but the coach is the one who does the physical test.

Meeting

I hope my dad is getting along with my boyfriend. My dad:

Math Teacher

The math teacher calls you into his office to discuss your poor performance in class, and you promise to be his best student from now on

001: Admiration.

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This is the beginning of a visual series inspired by the emotional and psychological landscapes of being locked. Each card will explore a different aspect of self-control, devotion, desire, or discipline. The project is still evolving and has no fixed structure yet. It may change, expand, or take new directions as it grows. Your...

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Monthly Calendar: Self-Acceptance Edition

I designed this calendar especially for self-locked people looking for a sense of support, guidance, and connection, even when walking this journey alone. However, anyone is welcome to use it in their personal care, reflection, or discipline routine.

This first edition focuses on the theme of self-acceptance, encouraging you to embrace who...

20: Come with me to court

Three weeks. Three weeks of tension, of games, of wild s*x. Blake kept coming every day, with his goofy smile, with his scent that now permeated every corner of my office, and I received his thick c*m in each of my h*les. But today was different. Today, I had an important trial that could define my career. I watched him as he stretched out his h...

19: Delight

I wanted to feel his c*m inside me, but Blake had other plans. He put me on my knees and spread his legs. I took that me*t between my lips again. My tongue played with his large gl*ns before feeling it throb in my mouth again. I licked, s*cked, kissed, and thrust his c*ck into my mouth vigorously, occasionally squeezing out drops of prec*m that ...

18: Held me by the hips

My mo*ns filled the office, and without even realizing it, he turned me around and grabbed me by the waist and sat me on his thighs, his shoulders supporting me, letting me see his perfect, smiling face. Blake held me by the hips so I couldn't slip away. I sat on that c*ck, wanting him to imp*le me, po*nding me faster and harder, my mo*ns turnin...

17: Aching moans

He began to run a finger over my h*le, gently caressing it on the outside. My dripping p*ssy was wetting his fingers. He began to play with my h*le. I enjoyed it tremendously when the pain passed, and I got on all fours. He p*netrated me without asking, without warning, and without pitying my aching mo*ns. He thrust in and out, I saw stars all a...

16: The tip of his tongue

His mouth reached my *ss, and I couldn't help but mo*n. His lips and tongue explored every corner of me, bringing me to the edge of ecst*sy again and again. The tip of his tongue brushed against my hairy h*le, and I felt a convulsion. My hands gripped the edge of the desk, and my body arched beneath his touch, surrendering completely to the wave...

Chapter 15: Pounding hard

I bowed to that mass of muscle. He slowly removed my clothes, so delicately and skillfully that it surprised me. I'd been avoiding this... a man isn't supposed to... screw it. My heart was pounding as hard as the lips of my... virgin p*ssy?

Chapter 14: My panties in his hands

The next day, when I got to my office, I saw him there. The big guy, kneeling amid boxes and papers. Blake told me it was time, that he could tell I needed this. I knew what Blake meant without him even explicitly mentioning it, but I wasn't ready... I hesitated, and with that goofy grin, he grabbed me by the pants and spun me around, holding on...

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I also made a special version of the Dumbbells and Briefs wallpapers just for you. I hope you like it! If you're interested, there's another exclusive version available only for the highest tier😉 But I'd still love to hear your thoughts on these and whether you'd like to see them as stickers.

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Hey, guys! I just made some wallpapers inspired by Dumbbells and Briefs, though in a slightly different style. I hope you like them as much as I enjoyed creating them! I’d love to hear your thoughts. Would you like to see these designs as stickers?

As always, thank you so much for your support. You make it possible for me to ke...

Chapter 13: Video call

I couldn't stop thinking about the intern and asked him for one more thing. The next night, as the sounds of cutlery against plates filled the dining room along with my family's voices, I received a video call. It was Blake. Flexing his muscles, being as silly as ever, touching himself in places my tongue had already been. Just like I'd asked. W...

Chapter 12: Tongue

Filling my lungs with his scent wasn’t satisfying when I knew I could have more. Now I wanted to taste him — to run my tongue over every inch of his body, like a cat grooming its mate, claiming him. That day, as soon as he closed the door and dropped his sweaty clothes on my desk, I cornered him against the couch. Without a wor...

Chapter 11: Sweaty feet

My obsession had escalated so fast that I didn’t even realize when I stopped trying to control it. It wasn’t enough to just smell his clothes anymore; I needed to smell him, all of him. So I proposed a game: tying his hands and feet on the couch, like it was just a silly thing between us. Blake agreed, laughing, not understanding. I...

Chapter 10: No more

I started to notice it: some days, Blake didn’t carry that heavy scent with him. I realized he had been showering before coming. No more, I told him. I want you to bring the whole gym with you. He just laughed and said, "If that’s what you want, boss, sure." From then on, every time he opened the door, the office would...

Chapter 9: Toy

From then on, the routine became perfect. Blake would come home from the gym, close the door, and without complaint, hand me his sweaty underwear before putting on the black thong I had bought especially for him. Tight, minimal, ridiculous on that huge body. He had to stay like that, all day, taking care of files as if he weren't my toy. Sometim...

Chapter 8: Warm liquid

I continued sucking his dck, playing with my tongue on his head, biting it gently, scking his blls. Blake kept moaning, his hands caressing my hair and mine on his lgs. The moans grew louder until he almost started screaming, and I noticed a warm lquid entering my mouth and sliding down my throat. When the last drops of cm fell on my tongue, Bla...

Chapter 7: Spicy and salty

I couldn't stand it any longer and with my hand I searched for Blake's long, hairy dck. I had never had a dck that long and imagining it in my ss or my mouth scared me. But the pleasure was stronger than the fear, so I began to rub it hard. I smelled that dck and stuck out the tip of my tongue to feel its taste. Spicy and salty. I started to lck...

Chapter 6: Bush

Blake usually goes to the gym before and after work, so his schedule is predictable. But this morning, he said he’d be in at noon. I spent the whole morning fuming, though I’d ​​be lying if I said I didn’t know why. The emptiness of the office without his body taking up space felt unbearable. I needed him there. By the time he arrived,...

Chapter 5: Stretch

I try to work, I swear. But Blake paces around the office like it's a private locker room, stretching, bending, flexing his arms for no reason as he arranges papers. Supple, perfect, and not the slightest bit aware of the effect he's having. Every time he leans over to pick something up, I find myself holding my breath, tracing every line of his...

Chapter 4: Wet and dry

It's been a week since Blake came into the office, and although he's still as dumb as the first day, all he needs to know is how to file and carry boxes. When I open the door today, I find him in his underwear, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He points to a small makeshift line where his wet clothes hang and says, without a hi...

Chapter 3: Payment in Protein

I let him in and ask who sent him, how that damn website even works. Blake just smiles and says his payment is food, supplements, and a gym membership while he starts pulling things out of his heavy bag. I stare at him like he's speaking another language.

I hand him a box full of files and tell him to sort them by date. He nods, cheerful, ...