Jester was perched on a large cushy rolling chair, spinning from table to table around their studio. Music was blasting through their headphones, keeping them oblivious to Owen, who was standing in the doorway yelling their name. He walked over and grabbed their chair, sending them flying off and onto the floor.

"what the fUCK OWEN" They yelled, pulling off their headphones and jumping to their feet.

"Hi." Owen said, smiling. "I'm bored. Wanna go to the mall?" Jester's anger dissolved and they grinned.

"Fuck yeah! let me get dressed."

"What, you can't wear that?" Owen joked, motioning to them. Jester looked down at their baggy gym shorts and ratty, bleach stained crop top.

"Mhmm. Give me a minute." They turned, but Owen grabbed their arm.

"Can I make a request?"

Jester walked out of their room wearing one of Owen's hoodies, a schoolgirl skirt poking out from beneath it. Thigh highs squeezed their legs, the black fabric contrasting against their pale skin.

"Ok, can we go now?"

"Not yet. Sit." Owen motioned to one of the tables in their studio. They climbed up, sitting criscross. "I got you something." Owen tossed them a large pink vibrator, with a four inch tail.

"The fuck" Jester muttered, their face flushing.

"I can control it from my phone." Owen said while showing them his phone screen. "I figured we could do something different." Jester could feel their stomach coiling, and they looked down at the toy. "If you want. We don't have to if you-"

"Nono, it's fine." Jester smiled. "I'll meet you downstairs."

Owen was sitting on the couch when they came down a few minutes later. "Ok, so when are you gonna turn it on? When we get there, or-" They were cut off by a gentle buzzing between their legs. "Fuuuuck!" They stumbled forward and had to stabilize against Owen. Their legs were shaking so much they could barely stand.

"Whoops. Too high." Owen said, grinning like an idiot.

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Owen kept it on the lowest setting the whole car ride there, trying not to laugh every time Jester squirmed.

"I fucking hate you." Jester muttered as they braced themselves on his arm. They had been walking around for a bit, and Owen kept changing the speed. The worst one was when it would pulse. Every time it got too fast, their knees would buckle a little. Owen was basically holding them upright.

"I love you too, kitten." Jester looked down, focused on not falling over. It felt so fucking good. Owen pulled out his phone and turned the speed up higher, so it was staying at one steady speed.

"AAAaah!" Jester yelped and quickly covered their mouth.

"Does it feel good?" Owen said, smiling.

"Mhmm." Jester nodded.

"Words, baby." Jester's heart fluttered.

"Yes, daddy." They muttered, digging their nails into his arm.

He set it back to pulsing, but faster this time. Jester's eyes fluttered and they bit on their cheek. It was getting harder and harder to stay quiet and they could feel themselves soaking through their panties. They motioned to a bench and Owen helped them sit down.

"You alright?" Owen said. "Do you need me to turn it off?" Jester shook their head and buried their face in his shoulder. Their legs were shaking, and Owen put a hand on their thigh to help stabilize them.

"It feels so f-fucking good, daddy." Jester whined. Owen gently pressed his thumb against the inside of their thigh, making their hips buck and eyes roll back. It had been nearly twenty minutes since they got in the car and they were so hypersensitive. It felt like they could feel everything. Owen's warm hand on their leg felt searing hot, the buzzing of the toy inside them felt like electric shocks shooting through their body.

"That's what I like to hear, kitten." Owen kissed them gently, and pulled them upright. They kept walking, but Jester's mind was getting fuzzy. They would do anything to cum, and Owen knew it. They were so fucking close, but the toy was going just a little too slow.

Owen kept trying to strike up conversation, talk about what was in the windows of the stores they passed, but Jester's mind had turned to mush. They could barley even get out a "mhmm" as a response.

They did go into a few stores, Owen got some dumb t shirts and Jester spent an ungodly amount at hot topic. It was sort of turning into a normal date, except for the torture. Jester kept having to try to subtly wipe away the wet that was dripping down the inside of their leg. They were standing in the back of some random store when Jester saw the changing rooms.

"D-daddy?" They muttered, nodding toward them. Owen raised an eyebrow.

"Are you really that desperate, kitten?" He asked, sending a shiver down Jester's back. "You can't wait till we get home?" Jester shook their head and looked up at him pleadingly. "Fine. You've been good, you've earned it." They wandered into the stall at the very end and closed the door behind them. Jester threw their bag to the floor and Owen could barely lock the door before Jester tugged off the over sized hoodie and their soaked panties and tackled him, pushing him onto the bench sitting against the wall and climbing onto his lap. Owen grabbed their hips and pulled up the skirt, bringing a hand down onto their ass. They yelped loudly, muffled by Owen's lips against theirs. Jester's pussy dripped onto his lap as they arched their back. They ground their hips against his and they both moaned, not caring if anyone heard. They soaked through his pants, and he could feel the toy inside them, still pulsing.

"I want you to fuck me daddy, please, please I need it so bad." Jester moaned against his mouth, still grinding their hips against him. Owen obliged and unzipped his pants, letting his cock slap against their pussy. They yelped and pressed themselves against it. Owen pressed the head against them and slowly slid it inside, leaving the toy inside them. They bit down on Owen's shoulder, a desperate attempt to muffle their screams as he stretched them out, the toy still buzzing inside of them.

Once he was all the way in, they started riding him, desperate to cum. Their stomach bulged every time Owen thrust into them and their tits bounced, threatening to fall out of the lacy bra they were wearing. Their back arched when he hit a particular spot, their mouth opening in a silent scream.

Owen grabbed his phone and opened the app, turning the toy to as fast as it could go. They both moaned, the toy pulsing aggressively inside of them, the rhythmic pulsing almost audible. Owen's legs shook as he fucked them, the vibrating sending sparks up his body. Owen slid his hands down their stomach and pressed his thumb against their clit.

"aaAH! Fuck!" Jester cried, their back straightening. "I'm so close, daddy, please please let me cum!" They gripped his hair and kissed him, moaning against his mouth. Owen's thrusts were growing quicker, more erratic as he got closer. "Fill me with your cum, daddy, please!" Jester cried. They were getting so fucking close, and they were so fucking sensitive, everything felt so overwhelming.

Jester's vision blurred, and they screamed as their pussy convulsed around Owen's dick, cum dripping out of them. Owen slammed himself into them, as deep as he could go, their stomach bulging as he came. Owen hurriedly groped at his phone and turned the vibrator off, the two of them breathing a sigh of relief.

Owen slowly pulled out, and the two of them stayed like that for a while, catching their breath.

Owen sat up and put his hand on Jester's back. "You alright baby?" He said quietly. They nodded slowly and stumbled to their feet. Owen helped steady them, and gently reached between their legs, pulling the toy out. They whimpered, and cum dripped out of them and down their thighs. Owen zipped up his pants and grabbed a pack of tissues from their bag, gently cleaned them off and helped them back into their underwear. They tugged on the hoodie and threw their back over their shoulder, turning to kiss him.

"I love you so much." They said. "But it's gonna be your turn next, alright?" Owen shivered and smiled.

"Of course."