For the writing thing, do smth about tricking me into being tied up orsmth like that, i dont think you'll do anything to me, knock me up etc etc 🥺
Ask and yee shall recieve~ I know its a bit early for something halloween themed, but I hate the summer so much this is my escapist fantasy 😭😭😭
(CW / TW noncon, bondage, breeding, rough sex)
I'd always been so sweet to you, never hesitating to offer any form of help that I could. So when I asked you to help me out by volunteering to help cover shifts at the haunted house I worked at, you reluctantly obliged. You had more fun than you thought you would, your hair hanging messily down in front of your face, dressed in a tattered white dress and with make-up to make your cheeks look sunken-in, your eyes more wild. But even this wasn't enough to make you stop looking so irresistibly adorable~
Your role was simple; a prisoner, chained to a brick (plastic) wall and behind a set of bars, who would jump out and growl at the passing customers, struggling against your chains. You got a good fright out of a lot of them, and though you didn't think much of it then, you notice during your shift that the chains holding you to the wall are surprisingly sturdy.
The night comes and goes without a hitch, and soon it's closing. You hear me whistle as I come down the hall, giggling as I come to face you, a ring of keys spinning on my finger. "You know, you were a natural today~! And the outfit really suits you~ you should do this more often!" You smile and laugh, agreeing, happily offering to help out at the haunted house any time.
"Oh no bestie! Don't get me wrong, you did fantastic! But that's not what I meant." My hand grabs your hip as I pocket the ring of keys, a sly smile twisting across my face. "I meant you were a natural at *this*" I say, playfully jangling the chains with my free hand. "They look so good on you...I really should get you into these more often~" I let out a soft giggle as your nervously chuckle, asking me to stop fooling around and to undo the cuffs. "Oh come on bestie~ who knows when's the next time I'll have you all to myself like this?" I say, reaching up and groping your breast, my hand gently but firmly sinking into the soft flesh, kneading your breast as my other hand yanks your hips forward, pressing your pelvis to mine.
I giggle as you squirm under me, in a bit of a panic, asking what I'm doing. "Oh bestie please don't act like you didn't see this coming~" My slender fingers tease your nipples through the thin fabric of your tattered dress, getting both hard as I reach around to squeeze your plump, soft ass. "Just relax, okay sweetheart? Trust me, you'll enjoy this if you let yourself~" I say before grabbing either side of the dress's neckline and tearing the fabric in two, exposing your breasts and your soft, cotton panties as you yelp and plead for me to stop playing around, insisting that this isn't funny anymore.
But I'm no longer listening. Not that I would've stopped if I was. Both my hands now move to your ass, pulling you upwards and off your feet, your legs now hanging on either side of my hips as I line forward, burying my face into one of your breasts and hungrily latching onto your nipple. You cry out in shock, a slight whimpering moan escaping your lips. You can't believe I'm doing this, someone you trusted so much, taking advantage of you. My hot, slick tongue teases your nipple as I suck on it, before pulling away with a pop. I sit stand there, panting, admiring your erect nipple and the black circle of lipstick staining the skin around it, before leaning back down and doing the same to your other. My hips grinding furiously against yours, as if I'm trying to fuck you through our clothes.
I pull away once again, a thin string of saliva connecting my lips to your breast before it slowly breaks and fades away. My lipstick smudged messily across my face, saliva coating my chin. I wipe my mouth on my elbow and smile with half-lidded eyes, in a bit of a trance before the sound of your frustrated crying snaps me briefly out of it. I lean forward, cooing to you softly as I wipe away your tears, my face inches from yours. "I,m sorry bestie, I really am. You know this isn't me, you know I don't want to do this." I say, pulling my hand from your face and down to my skirt, lifting the fabric up and pulling my panties down; My thick cock slapping against your stomach, showing you in no uncertain words just how deeply I'm going to invade you. "You have no idea how hard it is to resist you bestie. Please, just this once, you need to take responsibility for what you do to me." I bounce you in my arms, pulling you closer against my hips and getting a better grip on you. My free hand grabbing one side of your panties and tearing it, the cotton fabric hanging limply around your right thigh.
My hand reaches down between your legs as tears stream down your face, pleading with me as my hand caresses your soft lips. "shhhh bestie, you're already so wet~ Just try to be honest okay? your body already is~" Desperate, you beg for me to at least use a condom, that it's a dangerous day, that you can't get pregnant. "Fine, fine I don't have a condom but I promise to pull out, okay?" You shake your head, once again repeating no, no, no, that it's too risky, that even precum can get people pregnant occasionally, but once again I've long since stopped listening. Your begging gets more frantic, more desperate as you feel the throbbing, red-hot tip of my cock slide up and down your soaked slit, covering your entrance in not only your own sweet juices, but my thick, cloudy pre-cum. At the last moment you at least beg me to be gentle, to go easy on you because you' ve never taken anything that big, but as I pull my hips back you realize quickly that I wont even grant you that much.
I thrust forward, slamming my monstrous member into your unprepared cunt hard enough to bounce you briefly upwards. I grunt of triumph and aroused frustration escapes my mouth as I hunch over you, my lipstick-smeared mouth open in a soft O as I pant. You let out a yelp at first, but as your pussy is immediately overwhelmed you don't even have the strength to scream. It's as if you can feel my cock throbbing against your lungs, p[pushing the air out of them, forcing you to breathe in rapid pants. You look down to see that it isn't far from the truth, my cock bulging deeper in your abdomen than you thought was possible. An odd anger washes over me. Not at your, or anything you've done, but at your body, as well as my own. You feel good, too good, far better than I expected, hoped, or dreamed, and I want more. I desperately want to fuck you deeper, despite already hitting myself inside of you, the euphoric joy of your cunt constricting around my cock has immediately spoiled pleasure to me, and now I can never get enough of it.
I start slow at first, but far from gentle. Clenching my teeth and letting out an angry grunt as I pull almost entirely out before slamming back in, repeating this over and over, each time letting out an animalistic grunt that contrasts the breathless whimpers that each firm fuck forces out of you. "fuck this too good, god your cunt feels like fucking heaven." You don't recognize me in this moment, and in all honesty, neither do I. The sweet, doting friend you had known for so long has been replaced with a desperate beast in heat, forcing you to take her cock whether you like it or not.
My panting grows more rapid, more desperate as my hips follows suit. Fucking upwards into you faster and faster, yet never losing that beastial strength. I no longer attempt to speak anymore. A waste of respiration that should be put towards railing you, Yet still, involuntary grunts and growls slip past my lips as my hands roughly squeeze your thighs, holding you up.
The sound of my heavy, full balls clapping against your ass has filled not just the makeshift cell, but the entirety of the deserted attraction. A rapid, unceasing, constant clap that indicates each time my cock slams into your cervix. Your own eyes are now half-lidded, overwhelmed by your pleasure. Too weak to protest, resigned to your fate, taking my cock like a good girl until you begin to feel my tempo falter. My hips begin to thrust erratically, no longer a constant stream of wild thrusts, but a stumbling arrhythmic cacophony. My cock swells inside you, twitching and spasming rapidly as my grunts become more frequent, higher-pitched, almost a whine as I hold tightly onto you, pounding you as hard as my body can muster, my hips and lungs burning from exhaustion.
You realize too late what's happening. Your hands shoot to my chest, sinking into my small breasts as you remind me of my promise, beg me to pull out. You're in disbelief, surely this can't be happening? It all feels like a bad joke. But you're helpless as my head darts forward, forcing my lips to yours. My tongue thrusts into your mouth, invading your soft lips as I groan into you before you feel my cock slam into you harder than ever before, and you're forced to hang there in horror as you feel rope after rope of thick, hot, virile cum being pumped into you. Your screams are muffled by my mouth, as you thrash against me, silently begging me to stop, but it's too late. An unbelievable amount of cum is forced into you, your eyes once again becoming tired, half-lidded as your body forces you to cum around my cock.
It's clear by the sheer volume and thickness of my load alone that I had saved up for this. That I had planned this. That this wasn't some spur of the moment decision. My hips continue to pump in and out of you in shallow, violent thrusts. each time my cock is pulled away and slammed back against your cervix, another white-hot jet of seed is pumped into you.
Finally, our orgasms subside, yet still I don't pull out of you. I simply hold you close to me, breathing heavily in your ear, my cock growing soft inside of you as you slowly drift into unconsciousness, my tongue still exploring your mouth, as you silently pray that you'll wake up to find that this was all a dream.
(this was really fun! I hope I met your expectations!)
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