In a monster fucker mood right now, just imagining being the free use human for a clan of ļæ¼orcs!!!
Each orc has a huge, vainy, cock, barely covered by a loincloth made of animal skin and all you have to do is give one of them a single lookļæ¼, one that screams āfuck meā and his cock is already standing at attention.
The first orc pulls you into his lap, right in the middle of everything and pushes his huge cock into your tight human holeā¦.youāll be moaning loudly and a second orc notices. He comes over to play with your chest. Massaging it in his huge hands, playing with your nipples, while you bounce like a good little bitch on the first orcās cock- and a third will join in the fun. Kneeling down in-front of you, his mouth sucking and licking the mixed slick thatās falling out of your stuffed hole and all you can do is stay there and take it.
All while 5-6 more orcs simply watch. Lazily stroking their cocks, waiting patiently for the first to finish so they can have a turn :)
When you sneak into the royal chambers that night, you werenāt expecting the princess to be passed out. Like, slumped over on her bed, only about halfway into her nightdress. Her positionāknees on the floor, bent over at the waist, face pressed into the mattressā made you choke. No one else could see her like this. You rushed over, hands hovering for a moment, unsure of what to do.
You typically just come in to watch, gather details for your fantasies. Youāve never really touched her beforeānever given yourself permission. You know youāre too indulgent, too likely to give in to temptation. But there she was, with ruddy cheeks and heavy limbs, clearly passed out from drink. You could smell the wine on her breath, vestiges of the nightās festivities. She wasnāt one to indulge on wine, so there must have been some reason she did not want to be sober.
āOverdid it a little, didnāt you Princess?ā You breathe as her eyelids flutter and her limbs twitch. She does not awake, not even as you grip her firmly under the arms and pull her to her feet. Your cock is pressed against her back and you groan hoarsely, loud in her ear, but still she does not wake.
Itās not like you planned for her skirts to ride up while you tried to put her to rights. It just happened. And sheās not wearing anything underneath. You can smell her wetness and before you think to stop yourself, you have her on her back, skirts bunched at her hips and your hands holding her knees apart. The moment is lost as you stare at her pussy, just imagining how hot it must be inside. You couldnāt do that of course. You had to think of her virtue or honor or something like that. It was hard to think, but you had enough wits about you to think better of following through on that particular thought. No, you couldnāt even touch her pussy. It would be too tempting to bury your cock inside and breedā
With a rough inhale, you drop her knees too quickly. Unnerved, you glance up to her faceābut she still sleeps. You release your breath, almost amused at her persistent unconsciousness. You run your fingers daringly along her legs and up to her thighs, gently squeezing her soft flesh to see if she would wake.
She didnāt.
Maybe if you just. Maybe if you just use a different hole, that would be fine. Right? Like, if you just put it in her mouth or her ass or something, that wouldnāt be stealing her virtue. And sheās not even awake right now, so no harm done. Just once, you could see what it felt like and like, not come inside, and that would be fine.
You hadnāt really even convinced yourself entirely before you were turning her over onto her stomach, repositioning her head so she could breathe properly. Sheās so out of it, she barely stirs. You push her skirts out of the way again, petting her hair tenderly. The poor thing must really have been drinking a lot. Even as you frowned in pity, you realized this meant you could go about this properly. With a squeeze of her ass cheek, you left the bed and knelt to pull a small box from underneath it. This box had featured in a number of your fantasies, as it was something you had seen her use before. You knew it held at least a toy and hoped you might findā
Yes, a bottle of lubricant. And underneath it a single condom. You glanced around the room, almost suspicious of your luck. This was good. This was very good. You could replace the condom, surely. It would be better after all if you used one. For her virtue, you reasoned.
Finding the lube solidified the reality that you were really were going to put your cock in her ass. Before it was a passing desire, a ridiculously hot fantasy. Before you could convince yourself you wouldnāt really do it, not with a dry cock in a virgin asshole. But nowā¦ now you were prodding her tight hole with a lubed up finger, surprising yourself when it slipped in to the first knuckle.
It was hot inside and so fucking tight, it made you lightheaded. You let your mind race as you gently coaxed your finger deeper, wiggling it to help her loosen up. Your other hand palmed your dick through your clothes, mentally comparing it to the tightness of her ass. She was taking your finger well, thanks to the drink relaxing her body. You added a second finger eagerly, pressing a soft moan out of her. You stilled, trying not to lose yourself in the feeling, unsure if the sound meant she was waking. But she did not stir. You scissored your fingers gently, listening. She moaned breathily, almost a sigh.
With those sweet sounds you could almost convinceĀ yourself that she was enjoying it, the dirty girl. Heat pulsed low in your stomach as you fingered her tight asshole, listening to her occasional grunts and sighs. You rolled the condom on your dick with your free hand, messily spreading some lube on it while you watched your fingers disappear inside her. She let out little puffs of air and her face seemed even more flushed.
At last you pulled your fingers free with a wet sound and a groan, stroking your cock before pressing the tip to her asshole. It gave way slowly as you sank into her tight, heat. God, it was dizzying. The head of your cock disappeared as her asshole took you in, spreading sweetly for you. Her body stayed limp despite the intrusion, almost as if it were used to taking cock. The thought had you rocking into her, taking permission from her pliant body. Surely she was enjoying it, you reasoned, and that meant it was okay to go a little faster. To fuck a little deeper.
The world narrowed to the space you were fucking. The world consisted only of you fucking her ass. Her moans were more frequent now, pressed out of her as you thrust with quiet insistence. The wetness between you increases, easing the slide of your dick in her ass. With your cock still inside her, you rock her onto her side and lift her right leg. Her cunt is slick. If you didnāt know better, you would say the Princess was getting wet from having her ass fucked in her sleep.
The thought had you reaching down to test it before you could think better of it. Hooking her knee over your shoulder, you freed your hands to inspect her. The Princess was wet from being fucked in the ass. In fact, a trail of cum had dribbled down onto the mattress. The feeling of the slick under your fingers chased away what little self control you were clinging to. Your fingers pressed into her pussy before you could remember the rules you set yourself before starting. You werenāt fucking her pussy, so it was okay, you reasoned. You were just helping her feel good while she made you feel so good. Yes, that was it. You toy with her clit as well for good measure before sliding two fingers back inside her slick heat. It wasnāt long before you were fingering her in time with your thrusts, curling into her g-spot to make her tighten around your cock. When her pussy tightened like a vice around your fingers, you buried your cock deep in her ass, unloading inside without a single thought beyond her holes.
A breathless moment passed with your cock twitching and pulsing. Part of your brain was grateful for the condom, considering you hadnāt meant to come inside. Or maybe you had meant to from the moment you saw the condom and knew you could get away with it. As you come down from the high, you realize you are murmuring apologies to the Princess while you continue to finger her cunt.
āIām sorry Princess, you just felt so good inside. I couldnāt help it. Your body is just so warm and wet, you see? I couldnāt help myself. Not when your cunt tightened like that, you know I couldnāt resist.ā
Youāre still hard when you ease yourself out of her ass and remove the condom one handed. The other stayed where it was, as if you were unable to remove your fingers. Itās just so wet, she must have really enjoyed having her ass fucked by you.
āYouāll forgive me right, Princess? Since I made you feel so goodā¦ā
Youāre fucking her hard now with two fingers, intoxicated by the sounds her body Is making. Addicted to the little moans and sighs she makes in her sleep.
You glanced around the room again, all too aware of how close your bare cock was to her dripping holes. Itās painfully hard, straining forward and leaking. Cautiously, you pushed your hips forward until your brushed the shaft against her. You moaned, rocking forward to spread her pussy lips apart with your length. Just rubbing against it, you told yourself. Just getting your dick wet so you can jerk one off and come one more time. Just one more time before you go.
It's the perfect plan, you tell yourself. She is soaked and you need something to wet your dick withā¦ you wouldnāt want it to be too dry. It needs to be good and wet so you can jerk it hard and swift and give her your cum. Respectfully, of course. You turn her completely on her back, sliding your cock repeatedly against her wetness. Itās like a compliment to come on her tits or her face or her ass. Itās a show of devotion that you canāt put your dick away. You just need to get it wet and then you can come. Using her slit just made the most sense, right? With your dick so close and with all that slickness available.
āIām just going to put the tip in, Princess.ā You tell her, making up your mind suddenly. There wasnāt another condom, but that was alright. You werenāt actually going to fuck it, you were just going to put the head in and see how warm it was. See if her pussy likes it as much as her ass did.
Thereās no resistance and you slide halfway in without meaning to, choking on your own breath at the dizzying quickness. Unlike her tight asshole, her cunt was actually made for fucking and welcomed a cock inside. You had pushed further than you meant toāas you told yourself, you had only wanted to press the tip in. You would have pulled out after a few moments. After all, this is the Princess. Youāre not supposed to be fucking her royal cunt, youāre not even supposed to look at her.
But, you tell yourself, youāre already inside. You can probably get away with fucking it a little bit. You wonāt come inside, of course, thatās not allowed. But-- you begin thrusting shallowlyāyou can always just fuck it a little bit.
āIām sorry Princess, Iām just going to keep my cock warm just for a moment,ā you say, even as you push a little deeper and listen for her sigh of pleasure. āDonāt you worry, I wonāt be long.ā
She takes cock well, your little Princess. Your length disappears inside and you release your own moan, barely suppressing your own pleasure any more. Sheās not going to wake up, clearly. Her body is enjoying the activities, even if she is unaware of them. Thereās nothing wrong with taking your pleasure too.
You huff out a chuckle as you settle in with deep, firm thrusts. Her cunt draws you in, squeezing and milking your length like it was meant for this. āAnd it is, isnāt it, Princess? Youāve got a lovely cunt made for fucking.
āYou donāt mind that Iām using it, do you Princess? Iām sure you donāt mind. Besides, itās okayāIām not going to come inside.ā
Your thrusts pick up and you grab a handful of her ass, lifting her hips slightly as you thrust harder. āIām not going to breed this tight little pussy, Iām not. I wonāt come inside, Iām just going to fuck it until Iām ready, okay? Iām not gonna breed you, your highness. Iām not going to press my cock deep inside when I come so you take it all.
āYou wouldnāt mind though if I did, right? Itās just your pussy feels so good, Princess. I donāt know if I can pull out in time. Iām just going to keep going okay? Iām just going to fuck it hard until I come, okay? Iām sorry Princess, but we should have known it would be too good to pull out. Besides, itās like a compliment right? This is where the cum is supposed to go. Right, Princess? We want to breed you properly, canāt let it go to waste. Donāt worry, itāll feel good, I promise.ā
Sometimes I imagine getting stalked by someone. It's so romantic - to me. The stalker would keep an eye on me all the time, slowly become so obsessed with me that they'd begin stealing my things. The body gel I use so they can smell like me. My panties that they wrap around their cock and jerk off to. My pillow that they hump.
Their phone would be filled to the brim with pictures of me. Most of them taken from a distance, other close ups of me sleeping. My tits exposed, my shirt bunched up since I don't wear a bra when sleeping. Sometimes I like to sleep naked, and those times I'd wake up feeling something sticky between my legs, or on my breasts (carefully rubbed all over them).
It scares me knowing I have a stalker, but it also excites me a bit knowing they're the ones using my body while I sleep. It was obvious after finding 'mine' written all over my ass with a marker. My drawer is filled with those letters and notes, the box of chocolates sitting in there too. Those chocolates tasted sweet, but the white caramel in between them was a bit strange.
Then one night, when it gets too much for them, they sneak into my house and find me sleeping. With a gun pressed to my head, I'm woken up to the feeling of something hard pressing to my pussy. I'm soaked - it's clear they spent time sucking my clit, toying with my body. Then, after they've fucked me senseless, they use the same gun to stretch out my pussy.
"You like that, pet?".
"What's better, this cock or my own?".
"Look at you drooling, let me suck it up for you".
"Your sweet cunt's loving my cock, look at it squeezing around me".
"You let anyone else touch you like this and I'll fuck you in their blood".
*Loosely inspired by the new Netflix movie Donāt Move but I havenāt actually watched it and only saw clips and read the synopsis.
I never should have parked so far from the grocery store. Iād stopped to grab a few items for dinner on my way home from work and parked in the last row, wanting to give myself an opportunity to walk a little extra to the store and stretch my legs after sitting at a computer desk all day, especially since today was an uncharacteristically sunny fall day. When I finish shopping and come back out to my car, I vaguely take note of another car parked next to me.
Weird, considering half the lot was empty but who am I to judge, Iām not the parking police. I roll my cart to my car, unload my shopping bags, and return the cart before rounding my car to get in and leave. Thatās when I realize that the car next to me parked absurdly close to mine.
I silently judge the distance and decide that maybe I can squeeze myself into my driver side door without dinging his door or mine so I step in the space between the two vehicles. As soon as I pull open my door, I can tell that my plan wonāt work. I huff out a little laugh and decide to just crawl in through the passenger side when I hear the car door slam from behind.
āSorry!ā An embarrassed sounding male voice sounds. āI totally misjudged the distance and parked a little too close.ā
I turn to see a tall man stride around what I assume is his car that he was sitting in, coming towards me. I smile back at him, āNo worries, it happens to the best of us. I can just crawl in through the other side.ā
His eyes crinkle in a kind smile and he raises one hand to run through his hair bashfully. I realize that heās really attractive, the kind of boy-next-door attractive that makes you feel at ease. Heās closed the distance between us and stands near the back bumper of both our cars, his frame filling the space and effectively trapping me in.
āNo, donāt, I can move my car, just give me a sec,ā he says, giving a wry chuckle. I glance down at his other hand and see him holding an umbrella. I raise an eyebrow, gesturing towards it with my chin, āExpecting rain?ā
He looks down as if heās surprised to see the umbrella in his hand, āOh! This! Well, you can never be too prepared, right?ā He shrugs lightly and takes another step into my space.
āPlus, itās really useful for times like this,ā he says before clicking a button on the handle that makes the tip light up with electricity. His umbrella is a stun gun in disguise. Before I can react, he jabs it into my side and I let out a strangled yelp as sharp pain floods my body and I crumple.
He catches me and the last thing I see before my vision goes black is his handsome face twisted in a dark, menacing smile.
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The rhythmic jostling of a car wakes me up and I found myself laid out across the backseat of a car with my arms tied behind my back and my legs tied together at my ankles. I let out a soft whine, my body aching as I slowly clear my head.
My eyes dart around the car and I see him driving. He tilts the rearview mirror down so we can see each other and he flashes me a charming smile.
āGood morning. Sleep well?ā His voice is teasing, as if we were lovers, waking up in bed together and not a deranged kidnapper and his prey.
āWhat the fuck? Let me go!ā I thrash against my restraints but heās also strapped me into the seatbelts and made it impossible for me to get free.
He smiles, āDonāt worry, weāre almost there.ā
I feel the car turn and from my limited view out the windows, I see him turn us from a main road onto a smaller path that seems to lead into the forest. Fear starts to overtake my every emotion.
āWhere are you taking me? Are you going to kill me?ā I say, my voice cracking.
He laughs in response but doesnāt deign to give me a verbal response. Before I can muster up the courage to ask more, the car comes to a stop and he steps out before opening the door by my feet.
With a strong grip, he hauls me out of the car and I stumble out, legs unsteady and uncoordinated from being bound together. āPlease, please, let me go!ā I beg him, my heart in my throat.
He grins at me, āLetās play a game. Iāll give you an opportunity to run, and if you out-run me, Iāll let you go.ā I gasp, staring at him, waiting for the catch. He reaches behind me and with a swift motion, unties my arms. He leans down and does the same for my ankles and I stare at him in shock.
āYou better run, little bird.ā His voice is teasing as he takes a step back from me. I donāt hesitate. I spin and take off.
My breath is harsh and my heartbeat wild as I sprint through the woods, ignoring the branches that scratch at my face and arms. I hear his laugh following me and then his voice shouting after me, āRun, little bird, run as fast as you want but you wonāt get far!ā
I donāt stop to think, just mindlessly crashing through the woods as fast as I can, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. Iām not sure how far Iām able to get when suddenly, my leg seems to give out from underneath me and I take a tumble.
I gasp, trying my best not to scream as I trip and find myself landing hard on the ground. Pain shoots through my body and I grit my teeth, not wanting to make any more noise in case he can hear me. Adrenaline is still pumping through me as I scramble to push myself back up from the floor. I manage to stand and take a step before my knees buckle again and I drop to my hands and knees.
What the fuck is going on? Why isnāt my body cooperating? Iām frantic, horror filling my blood as I realize something is very wrong. My legs wonāt move and I donāt know why. I try to crawl forward but suddenly, my arms give out and I end up sprawled across my front, branches digging into my body painfully.
I canāt escape like this. My brain is begging my body to just move and keep running but nothing is happening. I use an excruciating amount of effort to roll myself from my front to my back so at least I can have a better vantage point but thatās all that Iām able to accomplish before my body completes shuts down. Iām left splayed out on my back, limbs frozen, mind screaming in panic when I hear footsteps approaching.
And then, I hear his voice. āLittle bird, did the drugs kick in?ā
My heart drops at his words. He drugged me. That was why I couldnāt move. Tears filled my eyes and I blinked rapidly, the only movement I could still produce.
I see him walk into my view through my tears and I hear him chuckle. āLooks like my little bird canāt fly anymore.ā He walks up next to me and looks down at me and waves a syringe mockingly.
āA paralytic. Fast-acting and long-lasting. Youāre going to be like this for at least several hours,ā he says, a maniacal gleam lighting up his eyes. I try to speak and realize that I canāt even do that.
He crouches down next to me and brushes my hair off my face, then trailing a hand down my cheek, collecting a tear. āWe are going to have so much fun together, little bird.ā
He hefts me up into his arms and carries me through the forest, retracing the path Iād ran down. I realize with a sinking heart that I did not make it far at all and in a few hundred yards, we end up back at the car. My mind is still screaming at my body to move but nothing obeys.
He carries me into a cabin, the intended destination of our car ride, and I stare listlessly at the space around us. We end up in a bedroom with a large bed and I feel another wave of fear pass over me. Heās going to rape me.
He lays me down gently on the bed like Iām some kind of precious cargo. Then he disappears from view and I hear the sound of running water from what I assume is the connected bathroom. He comes back holding a first aid kit and a wet towel. He starts with the scratches on my face, wiping them down before putting some kind of cream over them, his fingers gentle.
He makes a tsk sound at me, āLook at you, little bird. Covered in scratches, Iām going to need to take good care of you, hm?ā He smiles down at me and my stomach curdles. My eyes are wide as I stare back at him, silent.
Then he pulls out a pair of scissors and I want to flinch but I canāt. He starts to cut my shirt off my body and I feel dizzy with terror as my clothes start to fall away in strips. I beg my body to move but just like before, thereās nothing in response.
He moves down to my pants, opting to unbutton them and gently pull them off my legs, taking care to maneuver my body around. Tears are streaming down my face, wetting my temples and my hair as I stare up at the ceiling blankly.
Iām naked now, stripped bare, splayed out on the bed. āFuck, little bird, youāre beautiful,ā he says, his voice low. He runs a hand down my cheek, ghosting over my throat and down between the valley of my breasts, over my stomach, and he comes to rest in between my legs. I close my eyes, trying to escape from this horror.
He nudges my legs further apart, revealing my pussy to his hungry gaze and I feel his finger dance across me. The movement is gentle, teasing, and if I could move, it would have made me tense and jerk away. But instead, I lay still, my body unable to do anything except let him take what he wants.
He trails a gentle finger against my clit and the touch makes electricity dance down my spine. He pulls his hand away for a second and I feel his finger press against my mouth. My eyes fly open to meet his. He smiles at me before gently pushing his finger into my mouth. My lips part with no resistance and when he pulls his hand away, a string of saliva follows.
His spit-wet finger goes back to between my legs and he rubs my clit again. My eyes clench shut as an unwanted wave of pleasure washes over me and if I could moan right now, I know that I would be biting it back. His wet finger moves up and down over me and he knows exactly how hard to rub and where to touch. I feel my breath stutter in my chest and I want nothing more than to push him away, to make him stop.
āLittle bird, I can feel you getting wet,ā he purrs at me and I squeeze my eyes shut in an attempt to block it out. āIām going to take such good care of this pretty pussy,ā he says as he gently slides a finger inside of me. Iām so wet now that thereās no resistance at all, and my relaxed body only helps him breech me.
He adds a second finger and suddenly, I feel the hot touch of a mouth on my clit. Itās unbearable, the forced pleasure permeating every single sense and nerve, the paralytic erasing every possible outlet I could have to soothe the sharp, overwhelming blanket of unwanted bliss. I canāt clench my legs, canāt roll my hips, arch my back, or even make a single sound. Itās torture.
His mouth and fingers work at me relentlessly and I can feel an orgasm building up. Except my body canāt respond to it, my pussy canāt tense and contract, thereās nothing to soften the rush of pleasure that slams into me. Tears are streaming down my face as my orgasm takes my breath away, the unimaginable pleasure shooting through me with no physical outlet. It makes my entire being go hazy, my breathing quickening as much as it could with my body in this state.
He doesnāt stop when I cum. His fingers continue to slide into me, curling upwards to hit my g-spot with painstaking accuracy. He lifts his mouth from my clit and flashes me a devious smile, āI told you Iād take good care of you. And fuck, you taste so fucking good, little bird. I could do this all day.ā
His lips seal around my clit again, sucking, flicking, licking. Iām trapped in my body, trapped in this unbearable pleasure, as he wrings another orgasm out of my helpless body. Finally, he pulls back, sliding his fingers out of my dripping pussy. He sits back on his heels and looks down at me, triumph and satisfaction making him look like a king surveying his conquest.
He slides off the bed but stays in my field of vision as he begins to strip, every article of clothing removed revealing his attractive form. When his pants and underwear come off, I see his long, hard cock jut out, tip already dripping with pre-cum. I want to beg him to stop, tell him that I canāt take anymore but I canāt. I can only watch as he stalks toward me, crawling onto the bed and settling between my legs again.
Heās on his knees, towering over me as he strokes his cock languidly. āIām going to make you fall apart on my cock, and make you take every single inch in that tight fucking cunt of yours. You are going to be mine, little bird.ā
He moves my legs from where theyāve been spread wide, moving them to press both against my chest, leaving my pussy exposed and open for him. I feel the head of his cock push against my pussy and I close my eyes, trying to will myself away from this.
He laughs, āYou canāt hide from me, you know that.ā His body moves as he slides his cock into me. Heās gentle, slowly feeding an inch at a time, giving my lax body time to adjust to his massive size. I want to thrash and writhe, the feeling of his cock filling me so completely takes my breath away and it feels so fucking good I want to crawl out of my skin.
He lets out a low groan, cursing under his breath as he finally sinks all the way into me. āFuck, you feel so fucking good, your cunt was made for me.ā
Then, he fucks me. His hips slam into me without remorse, every thrust making my body jolt, his grip on my legs and hips the only things keeping me in place. My eyes roll back into my head as the pleasure overwhelms me.
Every thrust slams into my cervix, the pain-tinged pleasure makes me want to scream, to do anything to relieve this mind-melting, all-encompassing feeling. His movements are relentless, each one punctuated by the sound of his pleasure-filled groans. The sound of my pussyās wetness fills the room, along with our skin slapping together, creating a cacophony of lewd noise.
āFuck, little bird, Iām going to cum in your tight cunt. Iām going to mark you as mine from the inside,ā he growls, his grip on me tight as his hips speed up. Waves of pleasure crash through me and I want to claw myself out of my physical form. I canāt cope with the pleasure shooting through every nerve with nowhere to go.
His hips stutter against mine and I hear his voice rasp out a drawn-out moan as he cums inside of me. He lets my legs down gently, taking care not to strain me as he leans over me. āFuck, next time I do this, I want you writhing underneath me in pleasure,ā he says, voice breathless. I can only stare back at him in response.
He pulls away from me, the feeling of his cock leaving my pussy sending tingles down my spine. He looks at me, his cum dripping out of my cunt and he smiles. āDonāt worry, weāre not done yet.ā His words push a stab of anguish into me. What more can he do to me? I canāt handle any more.
He climbs off the bed and steps out of my line of sight. When he comes back, heās holding a horribly mean-looking vibrator. My eyes widen and I blink frantically, my mind screaming at him to please stop. He canāt hear me but he wouldnāt listen to me even if I could verbalize my pleading.
He smiles and spreads my legs apart again, leaving me exposed and I hear the wretched sound of the vibrator fill the room. Thereās no gentle touch, no softness that comes to soothe me, just the horrible, nerve-shattering press of the vibrator against my clit.
My mind breaks. The pleasure explodes out of me but every single muscle of my body stays relaxed, amplifying the unimaginable feeling. Thereās nothing to dampen it, no clenching of my legs to make it any better, no cries, moans, whimpers, and screams leaving my throat to distract me. Just the vibrator destroying me.
My orgasm rips through me and he doesnāt relent. Moments later, another orgasm makes my every nerve combust and he only grounds the vibrator harder against me. The next one makes my vision go white and my brain shuts down any higher function and leaves me a shell only capable of experiencing the torturous pleasure. The last orgasm rips through me and tears through my consciousness and my world fades to black.
ā
I wake up to a darkened room, clearly a few hours since I passed out, judging by the dusky sunset peeking in through the windows. Iām raw, destroyed, shattered. I desperately will my body to move and I feel my heart jump when my fingers twitch against the bed. My eyes dart around the room, taking in the lack of his presence, and for the first time, I feel hope beat in my chest.
And then, I hear footsteps and see him walk into view. My heart sinks. Heās holding another syringe and he smiles at me. āI see youāre awake, I hope you had a good nap.ā
I desperately try to force my body to move but all I get is another pathetic twitch of my fingers. His gaze zeros onto it and he smirks. āLooks like you need a second dose, little bird.ā
I want to scream, to beg, to do anything to put up a fight but thereās nothing that can be done. He comes up to the bed and with gentle fingers, pushes the syringe into my hip and presses the plunger down. Tears drip out of my eyes as I fight against my paralyzed body, my fingers still twitching desperately.
A few moments later, even that movement leaves me. He brushes my hair off my forehead and leans down to press a long kiss against my head. āYouāre mine forever now, little bird.ā
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Note: This concept is so hot to me and when I saw a clip of the movie's premise, I knew I had to write this! Hope y'all enjoy! <3
literally just cum inside me and donāt pull out. and just when i think we're done, you should start moving again, growling and panting into my neck, rutting into me like an animal. drag my hips up so you can get a better angle to fuck into and maybe you snarl god, fuck, your cunt as you cum again, shuddering the whole way. by the time youāre done with me my hole is dripping and im almost crying into the bed with how good it all feels
Telling werewolf boyfriend that you arenāt ready for kids just yet but wished you could feel his knot. Obviously he takes that to mean you want him to knot your virgin little assholeā¦ I mean what else could you be implying.
Spending hours locked on his cock daily, your cunt feeling empty and leaking while your ass is stuffed with his cock. Sometimes he likes to make you fuck your fingers into your pussy while he knots your ass. He likes feeling them press against his knot from the inside.
Werewolf boyfriend also likes to have you sit on his lap as he gives your pussy little spanks while waiting for his knot to deflate, just so he can feel your ass clench around him again.
He spends three days teasing you when the feeling of you ass being stretched on his knot and two little pussy spanks made you squirt. He wasnāt even thrusting, just playing with you while waiting for his knot to go down. Both of you were shocked as your juices gushed from your cunt, landing halfway across the room as a huge grin appeared on his face. He obviously tries to do that every time now š
imagine being forced to fuck yourself on a knotted toy thats suctioned to a window behind you.
you're tied and cuffed and gagged. The only movement you can manage is to push yourself back on the extra large silicone wolf dick inside of you.
It's early. Not many people are up, but soon, the sidewalks outside your window will be bustling, and they'll have the perfect view of your cunt, stretching obscenely around the knot as you fuck yourself.
don't worry though, your captor (and new owner) says they'll let you go if you put on a good enough show. maybe if you stick out your tongue and cum your little puppy brains out while you fuck your cunt open, they'll let you go before anyone realizes what a slutty pussy you're hiding between your legs
Thinking about reluctant monster cockwarming where youāre huffing and puffing trying to adjust to the stretch of the creatureās thick, throbbing cock taking up your sensitive breeding hole that itās well claimed. All while rubbing your heavily pregnant belly; needing to keep you stretched out for more baby making.
I need to be filled so bad. Not just fat cock ramming into my cunt, I need cum. I wanna feel so many loads getting dumped in my pussy. Fill me up till I look pregnant. Use those loads to lube up my ass and fill my ass with even more cum. I donāt wanna be able to think about anything except getting another fat load dumped in my holes. And when Iām not getting plowed and bred, I wanna have fat plugs shoved in my holes so none of the cum can leak out. I got fucked hard for all that, Iām not giving it up
Upon running into a giant minotaur, Meridiana decided to try to use her magic to charm it to avoid a confrontation. It seems like her charms worked a bit too well.
Portal pussy scenarios I feel always focus on sex from afar, which is good, but imaging the alternative.
The sub being given the fleshlight that leads to their own pussy, and being instructed to jerk the dom off with it. Having the kneel in front of them, pushing the "toy" down onto their cock, while feeling themselves be penetrated for every inch they bring the sleeve down.
At some point they would stop stroking, just wanting to swing their hips, so needy. But that wouldn't do anything. The only way they could continue getting off would be to continue the vaginal handjob they were giving their master.
This would even allow for never before possible possitions, like when the dom is about to cum they have the sub start sucking the balls, to make sure the biggest and creamiest load can be shot into their cunt.
And at the end you get the fun game where the sub has to decide who gets to hold onto the fleshlight. If it's left with the dom they will have no control over when or how they are used, but maybe that's what they want.
Want my master to tell me we are going on a fun trip, that he has to blindfold me because itās a surprise. Traveling blindfolded and any of my questions answered with āyouāll see when we get there.ā Squirming with anticipation, being led for what feels like forever. Iām finally allowed to take my blindfold off. I take it off to reveal Iām standing at the front of a bus, men and women looking thoroughly amused by me. I look at my dom in confusion before they command ātake off all your clothesā I look around, my cheeks immediately flushed, this bus full of people looking at me expectantly. Looking at my dom pleadingly before he nods at me, letting me know I donāt have another choice. I can feel my blush trailing down to my chest, I must be so red right now. I begin to disrobe. Taking my shirt and pants off, looking back to my dom before he rolls his eyes and says ātake the rest off tooā my hands are shaking as I unclip my bra and slide my panties down my legs, people on the bus whistle and cheer, only adding to my embarrassment. My dom grabs my arm, whispering in my ear āitās going to be a long drive, darlingā leading me by arm to the first row of seats he presents me to two women sitting there. āArenāt you cute,ā the first one chuckles, groping my tits, my eyes widen in surprise. She holds my tits in her hands, playing with them, while the other woman sitting next to her grips my ass so hard I feel my pussy lips spread. Thankful that thereās nobody behind me to see it. The first woman, rolls my nipples between her fingers and I feel my pussy promptly responding to her touch. I try to take a deep breath before she gets a firm grasp on both my nipples and tugs, hard. I gasp as she pulls me down, bending at the waist as she levers me using my nipples, Iām going to be dripping down my leg by the end of this interaction. She turns to my dom, handing her phone over. āGet a picture for meā she says with a grin before she and the woman beside her each suck my tits in their mouths, I feel both mouths sucking and biting on my sensitive nipples relentlessly. Tugging them with their teeth and sucking them until theyāre harder than theyāve ever been. I canāt stop the moan I let loose, my face flushing with embarrassment. One of them laughs before announcing āshe likes it roughā and letting me go. I know my pussy is puffy and dripping already. My dom leads me to the next row of seats, a man and a woman both, they both look at me like theyāre starving, I feel chills run down my spine before the man pulls me over his lap telling me to spread my legs, I obey quickly. Knowing anyone within eyesight can see my dripping pussy, they both begin to spank me, I jolt in shock. The swift stinging blows to my ass make my legs shake, feeling how hot the skin feels as they laugh at me, spanking me over and over. āI think that naughty pussy of yours could use a spanking tooā the woman says. Iāve never been spanked on my pussy before I look up, about to plead for my pussy to be spared before I feel his hands holding my legs open as she begins to slap my pussy. I canāt control the yelp that escapes my mouth. She grabs my face looking into my eyes āIf you canāt stay quiet, Iām going to need you to thank me for each of theseā she says. Dropping my face she delivers another slap to my pussy. āThank youā i whimper out, it stings and I donāt want to shamefully admit it feels so good. She delivers another swift spanking to my swollen pussy. āThank youā I can barely keep from moaning as she keeps slapping, harder and harder. She turns to the man next to her, āspread those slutty pussy lips for meā I feel his fingers spread my dripping folds. I donāt even have time to be embarrassed before I feel a slap straight to my clit. I squeal at the stinging straight to my most sensitive part. āYou must have forgotten to thank meā I fumble to apologize before she says āthank me for spanking your slutty pussy every timeā I donāt think I could possibly be more embarrassed, I had no idea this would happen to me. She quickly slaps me right on
the clit with no mercy. I can barely get out the words āthank you for spanking my slutty pussyā before she does it again. I hear people around me laughing at me. She does it another dozen times, Iām humiliated. I know Iām so close to cumming. From her slapping my pussy, I want to cry and cum at the same time. If she does it one more time I wonāt be able to stop myself, my dom pulls me up, I want to cry now from the sexual frustration of being so close to the edge. Iām led around and every row of people gets to touch me, play with me, but Iām always pulled away just before I can cum. Iām brought back to the front of the bus. āSheāll bring you your snacks and drinks now,ā my dom says laughing. I hear cheers, I can hardly think with the throbbing between my legs. My dom picks up a tray, I assume Iāll be carrying it around the bus. āArms upā im confused but I do as Iām told. He clips nipple clamps to my nipples that have been roughly played with and are already throbbing. They squeeze my nipples so tightly, I yelp. I hear many laughs. My dom pinches the other nipple before attaching the second clamp. And then pinching the clamps to make sure theyāre nice and tight. I feel my clit swelling. He begins clipping the chain from my nipple clamps to the tray I thought Iād be carrying. I whimper as the added weight of the tray tugs down my nipples. Two water bottles are set on the tray and I let out a moan of both the stinging pain and delicious pleasure it gives me. āWhat a whore you areā I hear someone sitting close to me. I flush from embarrassment but I think I could cum just from these nipple clamps. A couple bags of snacks are added to my tray before I have to walk around offering things from my tray, my nipples are throbbing. I approach a man sitting to offer him anything from my tray, he puts one finger on it and pushes down. I gasp at the added pressure to my sensitive nipples. Crossing my legs. He laughs at me before roughly slapping my ass. I approach the next row. The woman sitting there looks at me āwhat a pretty pair of tits you haveā she smirks, before flicking the tips of my nipples, I let out a moan, giving up on hiding how much Iām enjoying this. I walk to the next row, the man sitting at the end grabs a snack off my tray before tossing it over my shoulder to the ground. āI dropped it, looks like youāre going to have to pick it upā I fumble, embarrassed, turning, trying to decide how to pick it up. āJust bend over and pick it upā he says, I can hear the smirk in his voice. I bend over, none of the weight of the tray sitting on my stomach anymore just pulling on my nipples, it stings so much. I hear ādonāt stand up just yetā i whimper loudly, the full weight of the tray pulling my nipples. I feel cold metal running between my pussy lips, goosebumps erupt all over my body. Gathering moisture from my dripping pussy, I feel the cold metal pressed to my tight asshole and begins pushing inside. I moan loudly, partially from surprise. It keeps getting wider, this is stretching so much. Before I can step away itās all the way inside me, I feel the weight of the large plug stretching me. āYou can stand up nowā he chuckles. I can feel myself walking funny and people laughing at me. The next row of people play with my plug while slapping my pussy, reminding me not to drop anything from my tray. I canāt stop moaning and whimpering. At the end my dom removes the the tray, I could cry from the feeling. One of the men pulls his cock out āif you can suck me off, weāll let you cumā so theyād been deliberately edging me. I was so ready to cum Iād do anything at this point. I bend at the waist, taking his cock in my mouth, doing my best, gagging as I take it down my throat, licking at the tip. While I do this I feel a dozen set of hands on me, I hear my muffled whimper around his cock. Before they start sucking my tits roughly. Someoneās fingers enter my dripping pussy, pumping in and out of me. The man thrusts into my mouth cumming down my throat, someone rubs my clit roughly. I canāt stop myself, seeing white, so many hands on me.
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