This one is a little short, I just wanted to build anticipation for tomorrows 😜😜😜😜😜🍋🍋🍋
When I wake up I have no idea where I am. I am, however, unable to move. Upon further investigation, I realize that I’m in a bed, one of the most comfortable I have ever laid in, and if I wasn't so scared, I would be in love with the rich red comforter and fluffy pillows. As it were, the inability to move took over my mind and I struggled, using all of my strength to try and break the invisible threads that hold me.
I try to scream and I'm unable to, the same invisible material covering my mouth. The only thing I can do is turn my head and take a quick survey around the room before realizing I am not wearing my own clothes.
Looking down, I see my body wrapped in a red lacy thing that cannot even be called a bra. It is an article of clothing that I most definitely do not own. They are my only cover, and the bra, while cute, has two star cutouts where my nipples are. I am both impressed by the piece as well as mortified that I am wearing it with no recollection of how or why. I am still trying to process my dream, and compare it to the real Hisoka when I hear his voice.
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The Clown's Plaything (HisokaxReader Smut)♠️
Fanfiction🔞🔞Imagine coming face to face with Hisoka as someone who cannot use nen. This condescending man only sees people as his playthings and you seem to like being his toy. 😋🤤 This story is not for the faint of heart, its kinky af and honestly its His...
