…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.
small handful of questions about personos:
what's up with tiny guy
how does their "skin"/"bark" feel like to touch
and going off the very first post you have, what WOULD happen if you got inside
I don’t advertise on here much I suppose but rent is coming up fast so I’m opening more commission slots!! Portraits, Fullbody, and pulp cover/pinup slots available!!
Will draw OCs, D&D/TTRPG characters, BG3 characters, fursonas, etc!! ^^✨
🕷️info: Hey! I’m Lil-Spider! I’ma 21-year-old chickybabe who’s a gaming/horror fanatic from the land down under. I do art and write fanfiction in my free time. I'm pretty new to the writing scene, but I hope you like my stuff.
🕷️Requests: I’m not doing anything except for the Texas Chainsaw Massacre as of right now. Since that’s the only thing my brain can focus on, I’m not afraid to write some heavy stuff, so shoot me your ideas.
Summary: Johnny is sex starved and your very attractive, so attractive that he doesn’t want to kill you. Instead he finds ways to keep you around longer.
Warning: This is 18+ and please do not read if your sensitive to heavy descriptions of non/con and violence. Including bondage, blood, assault, objectification and breeding/impregnation.
For those who don’t mind, I hope you enjoy. ❤️
Note: I wanna turn this into a longer story as I really like the idea of a cruel pussy-whipped Johnny actually getting the reader pregnant and his family is shocked at his actions. For now I apologies if there is any mistakes since this is still a new hobby of mine.
So Damn Pretty
Scrambling in the dark for a toolbox. I cringe harshly at the distant sounds of an angry, revving chainsaw combined with the gurgling screams of my friends. I hasten up my search for a lock-pick. Wincing as I make a lot of noise. “Yes!” I exclaimed, finding two lock-picks. “I still have a chance. Now, to get out of this rotten slaughterhouse.” I say determined with hope.
With this new feeling of hope, I quickly run to the end of the building, accidentally smacking into the hanging bones near the exit. “Fuck!” Desperate to escape I decided to keep going, reaching to a locked door. I unlocked it swiftly pushing the door to swing open, bolting down to the gated exit to make my escape.
“Shit!” The gate is being blocked by live electricity. “Damn, I gotta shut it off before someone arrives.” frustrated, I searching around for the power source. I find a yellow power cord leading to a car battery.
Walking towards the vehicle, I don’t take notice of a large figure coming up behind me.
All of a sudden, I’m slammed down hard into the car. I see a flash of white as I head-butt the vehicle. Falling to the ground in pain, a strong leg kicks harshly into my stomach. With the wind knocked out of me, I’m picked up and shoved flat on top of the hood of an another car. My wrists get clamped together behind me. A zip-tie going around them tight, leaving me immobile. “No one escapes me.” A gruff, deep voice whispered into my ear.
Back when I was searching for an exit. I was unaware of Johnny already in the building, watching me, relishing in my oblivious state. Getting ready to crush my hope.
Now as he ties up my wrists, he takes a closer look at my pretty face, smooth skin and thick thighs. He likes how I smell, the way my hair shines in the low light. He wolf-whistles pulling at my ripped mini dress showing off my smooth legs.“You’re just asking to be fucked aren’t ya? He says slyly. He’s feeling something more deeper then his bloodlust. More carnal, something he rarely gets to indulge on.
Disorientated and aching from the assaulted, I groan out and wiggle weakly against the man holding me down. He pulls me up again to turn me over, facing him. I realise my assailant is Johnny, the man that brought me and my friends into this hell. Staring at his handsome face, I still feel my attraction to him, even after his monstrosities.
“Pretty girls like you are very rare around here.” My anxiety spiked at his tone of voice. Watching the way his eyes look me over, focusing more on my face and chest. “Too pretty to be food” He says up close to my face smirking arms boxing me in. “To keep you alive darling, I need to put a baby in you.“
My eyes widen at his words. I sputter out words of disagreement but they fall on deaf ears. He pulls out his large knife from the back of his belt. Scared, I try to run, but he shoves my chest back flat against the hood of the car. Feet just touching the ground. My hands digging awkwardly into my back, the angle makes my chest push out.
Johnny uses it to his advantage and slices the middle of dress down so my breasts spill out. My hard nipples exposed to the cold air. His stare is intense. He slices my delicate skin going across the top of my breasts. Deep enough to let warm blood dribble over my nipples.
He looks into my worried gaze and smirks. He snaps his arms around my waist. Holding me still as he harshly sucks on my nipples giving each one the same treatment. He keeps eye contact with me. Trails his hot tongue from my left nipple upwards, grazing it across my bleeding cut to lick down to my right nipple, sucking it hard.
I feel his hard, heavy cock grinding against my clothed core. He groans as he cleans up my blood. “So sweet.” He whispers under his breath. I shut my eyes and roll my head back. I try to stay silent but soft pants escape me. My pussy throbs for some relief. He kisses his way up to my neck, leaving bite marks and bruises.
His right hand leaves my waist moves down to feel my wetness. “You cheeky whore”. He says in my ear with a deep chuckle. “You’re soaked.” He grabs his knife again and slices my panties off, nicking me in the process. Then dives down for a heated kiss using his fingers to rub my clit side to side. I close my eyes moaning into his mouth. He breaks his held away from my body. Places his left hand next my head to hold himself up while his right continues to play with my clit.
He sits up to look at my disheveled from with admiration; Arms restrained, chest heaving, eyes glossy and legs spread wide, grinding into his hand. He bites his bottom lip at the sight.
My moans grow louder from the stimulation. He replaces his fingers with a thumb that’s now rubbing my clit in tight circles. His two middle fingers instead slip inside me, fucking me, getting me closer. I almost cum right there on his hand. But he pulls away.
“I wanna feel you cum on my cock sweetheart.” Johnny goes to tug on my right nipple with his teeth as he plays with my pussy again. “Johnny!” I cry out his name. Spreading my legs wider, hungry for an orgasm.
“Begging for my cock now huh? Don’t worry baby girl i’ma give it to ya’.” He pulls away to flip me over. Johnny pushes the rest of my dress up so my lower half is exposed. He pulls my hips back putting me in doggy style.
While Johnny manoeuvres my body. I hear bloody screams. Guilt strikes me, remembering my friends. Johnny shoves his feet in between mine to stop me from closing my legs. He grips my tied wrists with one hand while the other goes to unbuckle his belt, letting his pants drop. “Don’t stop now baby, we are just getting started.” My clit throbs as he pinches it. Heavily aroused and aching, I grind my pussy on his hard cock. Giving in, wanting Johnny to fuck me.
“Good girl”. He slaps my ass and slowly inch by inch he guides his fat cock inside me, stretching me out. “Yeah, take my cock” Johnny doesn’t move once he’s fully inside. Giving me time to adjust. “Fuck, sweetheart is my cock too big for you?” He teases, watching me struggle. He gives a small thrust i shove back wanting more. “Johnny!” I moan, clenching around his cock. Making him groan.
“I’m gonna be the last man to ever cum in your tight pussy.” He states right before pounding into me. Gripping my arms he pulls them back using them as leverage to fuck me harder. I watch him through the reflection of the car, he notices the reflection too. He pulls me back higher so he can watch my tits bounce. He grips my ass hard as he thrusts in and out of my drenched hole. “Im gonna make you ride my cock everyday!” He’s hitting deeper while he talks dirty. “Such a good fucking pussy.” I ignore the brutal sounds of my friends dying. More focused on the man behind me, driving his thick cock in my pussy.
Hitting so deep I let out high pitch whines with each thrust, I bite my lip and thrust my hips back into him. I’m getting closer to my release. Moaning out to not stop.
He grunts at my demand. “Awe baby, are you about to cum?” I struggle to coherent a response as he fucks harder. “I feel your pussy getting tighter sweetheart! Come on give it to me.” I gush over his cock, quivering. My orgasm brings Johnny closer to finishing. The tightness sends Johnny over the edge.
“Fuck!” His movements go sloppy. I let out a cry from the overstimulation as he fills me up to the brim with hot cum, not leaving until he’s empty. Slowly he removes his cock, it bounces back against his lower stomach glistening from mix juices. He watches his cum dribble out of me and slaps my ass one last time.
He places me back on the hood, my wrist starting to go slightly numb. He pulls up his jeans and buckles his belt. He takes one last look at my chest before he tries to give me some modesty by rearranging the cut in my dress.
“Ya know I’ve always wanted to be a dad, raise em’ just like how my momma raised me.” He looks me over placing his hand on my stomach. “If you do end up pregnant then you may live longer.” He smiles at me. I just look into his dark eyes. Unsure of what to say, how to think after such rough fucking. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his back pocket to light a smoke. “Come on, let’s go check out your dead friends.” He grabs my arm leading me back into that damn slaughterhouse.
