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ⓘ public play ( but in the apocalypse), rape, knife/blood play, manipulation
Raider!BF who drags you across the country in search of a better world that doesn’t exist. You hardly ever get time to relax not that you ever really had time to rest anyways either sleeping in tree’s or in abandoned buildings locked away in a storage closet, hoping for a little safety in a world that’s on fire.
Raider!BF who enjoys fucking you in dangerous places a little too much. You’re always going to be protected with him at your side, but he likes to make you doubt it. You’re bent over an old checkout counter, face pressed into the cold linoleum surface while he fucks into you. The glass doors only a few feet away wouldn’t be able to protect you for long if any dangers caught a whiff of you. He likes to hear the fear in your voice as you beg him to hurry up.
Raider!BF who wants to see you kneeling in front of him covered in dirt, blood and his cum all of the time. Your matted hair twisted around his fist has he guides your movements. He has to keep you quiet somehow… and if he doesn’t want his cock sucked then he’ll stuff a filthy piece of cloth into your mouth to shut you up. On the very rare occasion you get the luxury of sleeping in a bed then he’ll shove your face into the yellowed pillows under you. You’d breathe in the dusty mildew scented air as he bite down hard on your shoulder to muffle his own noises.
Raider!BF who has an unfortunately high libito. When he needs to get off he doesn’t use his hand, it makes no sense when your tight pussy is right there! He would use you in the middle of the night as you slept, tugging your jeans down and slipping his hard achy cock between your thighs, you’ll get wet for him eventually, your body giving in completely without your consent. Try and fight him back, it only makes him cum harder. He loves to watch the fear in your eyes as you wake up, or he loves to come up behind you, his hands instinctively gripping your wrists and pinning you down on any hard surfice he can find. He loves it most when you stop fighting back, your arms achy from being restrained and all your panicked thrashing. See? Isn’t it easier when you give in?
Raider!BF who’s carved his name into your thigh when you briefly joined a party. He used the dirty tip of his knife to carve his name into your already tattered thigh. He could feel the other men looking at you, it only made sense that he would label his property. You would grab at his wrists, trying in vein to push him away. Each stroke of the blade has pain radiating through your body, each time it dug into your flesh a pulsing white pain pounded behind your eyes. With the naughty way you fought against him he had to punish you somehow… so he fucked into you with his hand pressing down into the fresh wound. Each thrust of his cock made your thigh flex under his palm, which caused a flash of pain, forcing you to choke on a moan, and then that just made him want to fuck into you harder. He loved the sight of your pain and the smell of your fresh blood mingling with your soaked pussy.
Raider!BF who cares about your safety more than you thought he did. When you aren’t near him he worries sick, and when you’ve been split up who won’t sleep till you’re back by his side. It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, he does! You’re his princess. His life. You’re the only thing he’s living for in this rotting world. If he lost you then there would be no point. He’d have no reason to keep traveling, he’d have no reason to look for a save haven.
Raider!BF who’s killed people for you. It’s been a tough ride, of course you’ve had some bumps. People have wronged you, threatened your life and set you both up for failure- so that means they have every right to pay with their lives. Once when you were robbed by a band of scavengers he didn’t rest until every last one of them had bled out into the dank earth underneath. He’d do it for you all over again if it meant he got to see that relieved smile on your lips when he came strolling back through the woods like a savior.
everytime I open this account I get so horny cause my dashboard is filthyyyy
Vampire boyfriend post when ???
Siiiigh… Vampire boyfriend. Vampire!BF is on my list now I promise. I promise !!!
Heat envelopes you as you lay in bed, sweat beating off your skin as the summer air sinks its claws deep into your bones. It’s ungodly hot. Everytime you move a new wave of heat flushes your body leaving you a writhing annoyed mess. That is until a cool caress against your ankle makes you jolt. Nothings there, just a ray of light spilling in through your blinds. But the cold touch travels up your calf and then to your thigh. You think it could just be a cool breeze, one of those mysterious things no one can explain- but then it slips under your tank-top. The cold touch travels up your belly and to your breasts. The refreshing chill travels through your chest and down to your core.
You’re too busy relishing the feeling that you hardly notice as that cold touch dips down between your thighs, frigid digits dragging over your warm skin until invisible fingers part your folds and you feel an icy touch against your clit.
The feeling is electric, a numbing chill that makes your back bow and your head snap back against the pillows under you.
You gasp as you feel it slide lower, and then the gentle press of a finger against your dripping entrance. The feeling of your warm slick cooling under the mysterious touch makes your body tremble. Not from fear- but because the feeling is euphoric.
You gasp as it sinks in farther, a second finger joining suit. You’re trembling as it picks up speed, back arching and pussy gushing. You can hear the slick sounds of your cunt being filled, but when you peek down you see no one, just the bulging of your panties as if someone’s hand is underneath them. You don’t care, why would you when the only thing you feel now is pleasure, the excruciating heat slipping from your mind with every chilly thrust.
:: lowkey might write a part 2…
I wish my house was haunted by a horny old ghost. I wish that when I was lying in bed touching myself that I would feel an invisible weight settle overtop of me. The fear would be out of this world. I would stop- fingers hovering over my clit before I feel a dull ache as the tip of his cock pushes against my leaky entrance. And then when he started fucking me? I would be inconsolable- breaths caught in my throat, hands clawing at my bedsheets because each time I go to hold him or push him away nothings there. The entire time he would bully his cock into me I would feel like I was slipping farther and farther from reality. I want that BAD.
Alien Owner! Who picked you up off the street one day- you were wandering, like a lost little thing (you were on a walk), a stray! A poor human who had no one to guide them, and they just had to save you!
Alien Owner! Who takes you back home with them, rambling excitedly in a language you can't even dream of understanding- you just know you probably won't be seeing the streets any time soon
Alien Owner! Who researches for weeks about their new human, spending hours every day on forums and blogs compiling a list of how to best take care of you, while you come to realize that apparently, humans are a pretty common ‘exotic pet’
Alien Owner! Who does everything in their power to make you happy and comfortable, buying you all the best foods, beds, toys—anything and everything you could possibly want
Alien Owner! Who learns one day that humans ovulate once a month—but not that it's only some humans—and believes it's just like other animals going into heat
Alien Owner! Who decides one day that you're acting differently from usual, that it must be because of your ‘heat’, and that, being a good owner, they have to do something about it to make their little human happy and comfortable!
Alien Owner! Who makes happy clicks and trills at you, petting your body, nuzzling and licking your skin, until you start to react- always watching closely to make sure they're not hurting or stressing you out
Alien Owner! Whose whole species, you learn, have both parts; when their strange cock breaches their slick pussy out of nowhere, rubbing at your stomach and the curve of your hip like it's looking for entry
Alien Owner! Whose anatomy is distinctly inhuman, with strange curves and twists and…spines? But who feels so, so good when inside and wrapped around you, stroking all the right places
Alien Owner! Who makes you cum embarrassingly fast, and embarrassingly hard, leaving your body trembling and legs unusable while they coo and pet you like a dog, pulling away like nothing happened
Alien Owner! Who seems unfazed- until you find them hidden away with their hand(?) stroking furiously at their cock, a second strange appendage pumping in and out of their cunt desperately
Warning the ghost in your house that you're about to jerk off so he can make himself scarce, which is the polite roommate thing to do, but you can feel him watching from start to finish.
You wake up with a hand around your boob, squeezing it like it's a stress toy. You mumble half asleep, hitting the hand and waiting for them to stop. But they only release it enough to slip their hand under your soft shirt. Cold fingers find your nipple, pinching it and pulling until you are whimpering, not knowing if you want to get more or less of it. They don't give you a choice. Their fingers play with your nipple until you are begging, your panties so wet you can hear it when you rub your legs together. Another hand finds your soaked center, rubbing your clit in slow circles, dragging your pleasure until you are shivering with an orgasm.
And when you come down from the pleasure, you remember you live alone...
thinking about having a werewolf boyfriend who can’t help but knot me every full moon. He always insists it’s an accident, that he just got too out of control. But I would never care. I would just lay there and let him pump his warm gooey cum into me and stretch my pussy around his knot.
The monster under your bed doesn’t like listening to you and your boyfriend have sex. It grates at its nerves so much so that the second your boyfriend leaves and you’re tucked back into bed does the monster come out of hiding. It waits, listening for the sounds of your soft snores and even breathing before it crawls out, matted black fur dragging across your skin as it slips off your blankets to touch your irresistibly soft skin.
It tugs your panties to the side, long slimy tongue sliding past its lips with a possessive hunger. The tip of its tongue slides between your puffy used pussy lips and into the wet gummy cavern that makes its cock throb painfully. It eats your boyfriend’s cum out of you, not stopping until there’s no trace left.
Only then does it allow its cock to slip free, heavy, hard and aching to be inside your warmth. It’s clawed hands hold you plush thighs apart as the thick pointed tip of its cock pressed against your entrance before pushing in with an inhuman growl as you sleep soundly under it.
:: first post!! Hello lovelies <3