Coffee is good…. Always makes me tired weirdly…. so i cant have it in the mornings :(…… how do you like your coffee mama….?
Um.. im a bit nervous to request this………….
I neeeed leathermouth frank to chase me down in some dark eerie woods…….like predator vs prey…….. ..and have his way with me once he catches me…….. .
…. If you do entertain this… thank you kindly mama…….!! …Feel free to add your own spin or alter anything onto this…. I absolutely adore your writing……..
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thats such a shame! coffee is the best part of my day! I love coffee and I take it black, sweetheart- with sweetener, not sugar (think like sweet and low) , also hi 🪼! nice to see you!! and this is very much uh. yeah. dddne kisses, baby xox
the forrest is dark, damp and cold. its hard on your bare feet- and you hear a tear as your foot rips through a sharp branch. it hurts, like fuck it hurts- but adrenaline pushes your body forward, through the thrush like a magnet, dragging you to safety with an extreme force.
you hear a shot gun go off, probably 4 minutes behind you- and you curse the cut trailing blood from you. he's smart, he could find you from that. he brags about going to hunting with his father when he was young all the fucking time. you feel your pulse throughout your body like a metronome. it rings through you as you force tears our of your vision, suppressing a yell from the stress of the moment. but you've been running for around 30 minutes. he parked the car at the edge on the bush- took out a neckerchief and polished the barrel of his gun as he knocked you out the window. he growls out a "run." and you were off.
frank isn't a violent man, or he wasn't a violent man. things shifted recently. you found a film in his dvd draw, un-labled. you joke that its gotta be something bad and he pulled the dvd case out of your hand so fast it gives you whiplash- and then he smacked you across the face with it, doubling you over "don't touch my shit, bitch" and he took the dvd away and fucked off.
he's been off since then. playing rougher, being meaner. and you do like it, you do- but it's like you can't think about anything but him. making him feel better- hunting down the sweet moments that seem fewer and farther between. as you run through the branches you feel tears push through you eyes as you mumble a i'don wanna play anymore- and you can't tell if you do or don't want to play, but the urge to figure out your feelings is far behind you. well. about 10 feet right now.
"turn around." he stands- in front of you. headlights on. he was cheating. driving around the perimeter of the forrest. his tattooed hands holding the shot hug directly to your head. you start crying harder now, blubbering f-frank why-why? and he stalks over to you like he's taking down a deer, slow and steady and knocks the barrel of the gun under your chin. "knees." and you cry and try to stand your ground as he cocks his gun, shoving the barrel into your mouth so deep the side of your mouth tears and bleeds. "get on your fucking knees." so you do. you feel him kick your shoulder- turning your body over, "you wanna know why, honey?"
you feel a woosh in your gut and an ache insanely fucking awful as he kicks the centre of your cunt-pushing you forward with one foot.
"do you wanna know why?" and you scream help-help someone-fuck someone help me-uh-uh but your mouth fills with dirt as you feel cool metal shoved against your ass crack- your eyes widen in fear as you try to scramble away- but he mounts your thighs, and you feel his hard cock, jean clad- push up against your pussy. he grinds into you like he's using a pillow to get off- moaning as he hears you cry and scream- genuine rip tearing screams.
"th-that fucking, dvd- it. I bought- fuck you sound fucking horrified shut up you fucking bimbo- jeezus. I bought it a ye-year ago, fuck yes, yes cmon say stop- fuck ill fucking cum right now, mark you with this shit baby, sound so scared oh no, poor poor girl-fuck fuck fuck- it's ha, ha- fuck I need to get into your cunt baby- do-dont move ill let this fucking gun off into your-ass you' you know m' not kidding- do you- ha, fuck that's good- do you know what a snuff film is? ha-ha fuck, they get me so-so fuckin' hot- I, I thought- mmm fuck you're fucking tight baby- Jesus fuck yes let me, let me fucking in Darlin', whining no like a whore shut up- I think-i think you like the-this baby, ma-maybe we should make a snuff of our own-ha? wh-what do you think?"
