Miu!
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Miu!
@androidlove.bsky.social
18+ Roleplay Account, Minors DNI

She/Her It/Its

Autistic IRL, please show me some patience!

Will change character frequently.
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November 18, 2024 at 7:20 PM
"No no wait I'm shorr— GLLK-?!"

Her trying to apologise with the tip in her mouth was silly but shortlived. It was instead replaced by her sputtering and choking on the shaft completely taking her over. Her mouth was lovely! Nice and warm, soft, and wet. And her lips were nice and glossy, too.
November 17, 2024 at 9:35 PM
"Fuckin'–!"

That little comment annoyed her. But, after she let out her little exploitive, she recognized the danger in making a fuss. She had to hope she didn't already get in trouble just for that. So, she immediately reached and put the tip in her mouth to try and compensate.
November 17, 2024 at 9:28 PM
She grimaced slightly. She was being given a 'choice' but she knew the outcome would probably be the same. It would probably be more rough if the frame had to do it herself though.. as the counting neared zero, she reached up and began kissing around the shaft shyly.
November 17, 2024 at 9:22 PM
She was taken aback by this, but she was in NO position to fight back at this point. Still, she alternated between gritting her teeth and frantically gasping in all of the air that she could. Mostly just to handle the pain.
November 17, 2024 at 9:15 PM
When it was done, Miu laid there, quivering. She was crying as well, not a surprise. There was barely anyone alive who could take that much without crying. As she sobbed, she curled up a bit, though her arms were still tied at her waist so she couldn't do much. Her skin was covered in pink welts.
November 17, 2024 at 6:39 PM
Normally she would resist this sorta thing, but she felt like humoring Angie today. So! She stood up.

"Lead the way, nutjob. I wanna see what typa proof you can whip up for me."
November 17, 2024 at 6:37 PM
She wailed as her arms were suddenly pulled away and she was stripped of control even further. Each hit to her breasts got a louder scream than before. Made sense, they were sensitive and now that Miu wasn't protecting herself she was getting hit twice in the same spot sometimes.
November 17, 2024 at 6:29 PM
"Oh yeah? And how are we gonna do that? Do I pick a number and you guess it and then if you get it right you blame it on the divine? Sorry, but I'm not believing this shit without hard evidence."

She rolled her eyes, but didn't pull her hands away.
November 17, 2024 at 6:26 PM
Keeping quiet was far from being in Miu's skillset. Every single time to whip collided there was a matching scream, and she writhed around to protect where she had gotten hit only to be hit in another spot.

"I'M SORRY! I'M FUCKING– AAH!! SORRY!"
November 17, 2024 at 6:21 PM
When she was spun around, she dropped the wrench with a loud, metallic clanging.

"Some fuckin' proof would be nice, for one. And don't mess with me while I work on shit! That could've been bad!"
November 17, 2024 at 6:16 PM
"Oh, shit, it's you."

Seeing it was just Angie her attitude softened. Just a little bit! But still.

"I dunno what that fuckin' voice in your head was on about, I'm doing fine here."

She reached up with her wrench and got back to work. There was a loud screeching sound from the machine.
November 17, 2024 at 6:09 PM
Removing her clothes would've been trivial, which made Miu far more annoyed that they were torn off and ripped to shreds.

"You could've just asked– fuck!"

She yelled as she was suddenly shoved to the ground. Then– the whip collided. She let out a stupidly loud squeal and dropped, rolling in pain.
November 17, 2024 at 6:06 PM
"Ahh.. I'm sorry, I'm very sorry ma'am– I can.. you're a machine, right? I could.. make you some cool upgrade pr something! Just say it and I should be able to make it happen! Promise!"

She continued to just whine and plead.
November 17, 2024 at 6:00 PM
"Ow fuck!"

She exclaimed as her hair was yanked and she was suddenly forced to look up at the warframe. Any and all of her attitude had faded, she looked terrified!

"Umm– we can– make a deal! Sorry I yelled at you.. um.. I promise we can work something out!"
November 17, 2024 at 5:55 PM
"FUCKIN' SAY SOMETHING YOU PRICK, QUIT STARIN' AT—"

Then, did she back up all her verbal fight?

"AAAAAA!!"

Nope. She screamed louder than just about anything Koumei had ever seen.
November 17, 2024 at 5:49 PM
Miu was unamused, putting down her wrench on the table beside the large machine she was working on and turning to face her.

"Well? You gonna answer my question? Or just keep staring at me like a fuckin' moron? What. the. fuck. are. you. doing. here."

She clapped every word in her final sentence.
November 17, 2024 at 5:42 PM
November 17, 2024 at 5:31 PM