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[smuttyindividual]

Biting your thighs while pushing my fingers inside your wet pussy

[smuttyindividual]

I don’t know who said you can’t have it all.

The soft boy that would kiss the ground you walk on, and hang on your every word, simply adores you. One that kisses your hand, and treats getting to taste you as a reward. One that tells you all the sweet things you should have already known about yourself, even if you don’t know how to hear them.

Or the twisted fuck thats willing to take you like he doesn’t care about breaking you, who will leave you shaking and crying just to lick the mess off your cheeks before he makes you lick the mess you left back over him. One that will ruin you to claim you, just so you always crave what he does to you. Who will keep using you when you’re sensitive to send you into an overstimulated haze just to prove you can handle how bad he needs it, or to train you to get there.

As long as it makes you happy, baby, I’ll give you exactly what you need. And if this is new to you maybe you just needed to find someone that needs you this fucking bad.

[smuttyindividual]

"But that's not fair!"

"Now listen here pet, it isn't fair, and it's not going to get any closer to being fair for you. You wanna know why it isn't fair for you? Why the odds are always in Daddy's favor?"

"Yes...."

"Yes, who?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Much better. You want to lose hun. In fact, it's more than that, you need to play the game of power dynamics with me and you need to lose every time. You need to lose and be spanked to be put in your place because mentally you respect and cherish the man who takes the time out of his day to bend you over his knee and show you how you belong to him like property and what happens if you don't."

"You need to lose and be disciplined and seek forgiveness when you break a rule because you need to feel me reign you in if you misbehave and correct your behavior and feel how much I care about who you are as a person and staying true to yourself."

"You need to lose and make me cum first, say good morning first thing after waking up, or serve my plate first at the dinner table because you love knowing you have been an amazingly selfless and kind person to your partner and serving me first satisfies your own need to please me."

"You need to lose but, specifically, you need to lose to me and for me, to be my good girl. And you are such a graceful loser little one."

"Thank you, Daddy."

"But that's not why it's unfair."

"Huh—"

"It's unfair for you because I like to play with my food. You were always going to lose dear, I'm just a cat who's caught my prey, and now I'm toying with you forever, seeing what makes you tick and quiver, building a loving home in that vacancy you call a brain in your pretty little head, and turning it into my permanent residence."

"And you my darling, you're like a cat who wants a door opened, but that doesn't actually go inside once it's open. There was never a chance you'd win against me, you just needed to feel like there could be."

"It's unfair because you are my private property, I just allow you to play in it."

[smuttyindividual]

I wish I didn't have to deal with any of this. I wish I could live a life where I just devoted myself to you and you alone. Isn't that my true purpose? Why should I have to bother with anything else?

[smuttyindividual]

Am I losing your attention? Sometimes it feels like I'm at the edge of your mind, falling out of your favor. What can I do to get your love again? What must I become to feel loved by you?

[smuttyindividual]

I need you to crave my touch like an addict.. to need and cling to me like you never want to leave my side..

[smuttyindividual]

Does "Shut up and take it like a good pet" count as a love language?

[smuttyindividual]

If I was a vampire I'd burn myself running through the sun if it meant I'd get to see you ♡

[smuttyindividual]

“You’re mine.”

“You belong to me, and me alone.”

“You’re not allowed to leave me…ever.”

The sound of his hips slapping against yours echoed through the room, each thrust harder, deeper, and more punishing than the last.

A strangled, broken cry escaped your rosy and bruised lips as your orgasm hit, ripping through you at the unforgiving and punishing pace he'd set.

Your body trembled beneath him as you clawed at the floor, desperate for anything to hold on to. Tears blurred your vision, but even through your stupor, you could see him.

His burly frame loomed over you, the sweat off his skin accentuating his body in the dim light. His emerald green eyes pierced through the shadows, flickering occasionally into a longing, predatory stare before shifting back; as though something darker lay just below the surface.

A sadistic, feverish smile was curled onto his lips as he gazed down at your face — wrecked, helpless, and marked by his touch. You looked so beautiful like this, like you were his; and you were.

Every thrust sent waves of unbridled pleasure through your body, and the way he retained you made it clear there was no escape. Not that you'd want to, anyway.

Isaiah leaned in, his breath hot against your ear, “You’re doing so good ‘f me, my love,” he said, voice low and hoarse. “Letin’ me use you like this—make you mine,” he groans when you clench around him—before letting out a low chuckle.

He slammed into you harder, drawing a pleasured cry from deep within you. Your nails scraped the cold tile floor in desperation, but there was no salvation, only him.

"’M still pissed," he hissed, his words rumbling through his chest as he thrust deeper. "’M going to make sure you understand,” he drawled as his hand made its way to your throat, wrapping around your soft flesh—sending a shiver down your spine.

“No other man should have the privilege to gaze upon you,” His pace quickened, “…to love you—“ Every thrust a punishment, every motion a claim. “You’re mine.”

And you could feel it—his rage, his lust, the longing and desire—and the dark promise that dripped from his voice like liquid honey. In that room, all of it—every emotion and thought was laid bare for you to see; the authority he had over you, that you originally had over him, he would unraveled you completely. All for him.

Isaiah was going to make you his, heart, body, and soul. You’d be his at the end of this.

Whether you want to or not.

[smuttyindividual]

end his suffering

[smuttyindividual]

i have a silly headcanon that obito says dumb shit like this all the time and rin just learns to deal with it.

kakashi needs to catch up

[smuttyindividual]

You're laying on your back on the bed, one hand over your stomach and the other raised to cover your eyes. The dress you are wearing has lifted slightly, giving the stranger at the edge of a bed a perfect view of your little pink panties. You don't see it because of your unconscious state, but he licks his lips.

He thinks you look so small lying there unconscious. Unaware you've chosen his bed to collapse into.

"Silly little thing, she doesn't know that will have consequences." He thinks to himself.

The stranger leans down over you, his head hovering over your panties and takes in a deep breath, savouring the scent of you. Your breath might be heavily laced with alcohol but your pussy smells so sweet.

He runs his knuckles gently against your covered pussy and in response you part your legs and moan lightly in your sleep.

He really likes that. Loves that you are unconscious but still so responsive.

Your legs are now opened wide enough that he can see your entire covered cunt. He pinches your puffy lips gently to test again just how out of it you are and feels his cock twitch in anticipation. You mutter something that he can't understand, your words slured from alcohol and sleep and you roll over onto your side. Your dress now clinging tightly around your ass cheeks.

Standing up again he unzips and pulls down his pants and his underwear in one motion. His cock already hard and ready to be deep in your little pussy.

He lays down beside you and starts to drag the rest of your dress up towards your hips. His dick poking between your arse cheeks as he does.

You start to stir again and he's at your ear hushing you, rubbing his hand up the outside of your thigh. Your protest is cut off when you feel a hand clamp around your mouth. Panic rises in your chest, you want to grab the hand and get it off you and get out of here but your head feels so fuzzy and everything is swirling.

"Shhh you don't want your friends to see you like this. Letting some guy put his hands all over you Do you?" He says in a husky voice.

You hear his words, but you don't really understand them. You think that makes sense. Right? You definitely don't want anyone to see you like this; getting groped and undressed by some stranger.

So you shake your head and wimper when you hear a "good girl."

His lips drag from your ear down to your neck and you feel him sink his teeth in. You cry out and push your ass back without thinking, damn that feels so good. But this is wrong isn't it? You don't know this guy. Who is he? Why is he doing this?

He chuckles at your reaction, such a good girl. She secretly wants this, he knows it. But he still hopes she keeps up the pretence, it's so much more fun that way. Aww and now she's crying, so precious, he hasn't even really begun.

He hooks his thumb around your panties and pulls them down your thighs. Hearing you whimper again and cry harder he slaps your ass and pushes his cock between your legs loving the feeling of the heat coming from your core.

Fuck fuck fuck! You can't believe this is happening. He's going to fucking rape you. What the hell should you do? The panic chases away some of the fog in your brain and you realise your hands are free. You start to struggle and pull at his hand and try to get away, but the hand around your mouth moves so fast and is now wrapped around your body, and your hands are trapped against your chest.

"Well this won't do will it? I wanted to play with those little tits. I thought you were going to be a good girl for me? What happened? " He says darkly, his free hand pinching your nipple harshly through your dress.

"Please" you say "Please don-AHHH! " Your pleading cut off by a cry of pain.

You feel his hand wrap around your throat and he's squeezing it and saying "Good girls stay quiet, you wouldn't want to let your friends know you were up here letting a stranger fuck your sweet little pussy like a whore would you? You are a good girl aren't you? "

You nod and he eases his hold on your throat, enough to let you breathe comfortably. His cock twitches against your pussy and you hope he doesn't feel how wet you are right now. You loved the feeling of his big hand around your neck, it was kind of thrilling as well as terrifying of course.

He starts to move his hips against your backside and you feel his cock thrust between your pussy lips with ease. He groans as it does and you curse to yourself, damn it he knows.

He thrusts a few more times and his arm holding you trapped switches with the one around your neck so he can slip his fingers between your thighs. Sliding them from your wet cunt up to you clit and circling around it a few times. You close your eyes and curse, again, but this time it's audible. It comes out shaky but coated in lust.

The pressure you felt around your clit disappears. Pouting, you open your eyes to see them raised in front of your face.

"Look at how wet you are, you want my cock inside of you don't you? Want it so bad your cunt is dripping. Little slut that's why you were lying in my bed, so I'd rape you. Isn't that right? " he asks.

You're shaking your head, no that's not why. You're drunk! You don't even know where you are or who he is. You're protesting but he cuts you off by shoving his pussy soaked fingers in your mouth.

"Shut the fuck up. " He growls. You register your own taste and your tongue swirls around his fingers and you start sucking them clean.

"Fuck " he groans again pulling them out of your mouth with a pop. "You like the way your pussy tastes dripping for my cock little girl? "

"N-no i-i. " You start to stutter but he cuts you off again with a squeeze to your throat.

"I think my cock wants a taste. " He says reaching back down between your legs. You start to panic again and you feel fresh tears in your eyes but you don't try and stop him. You aren't sure if it's because his hand is still around your throat or because you are secretly enjoying this. But you feel him push his cock back towards your entrance and you automatically arch your back making it easier for him to sink inside of you.

And he does, and it isn't slow. One second, you feel the tip at your entrance, and the next, he's balls deep, fully sheathed inside of you. Your cry of pain at the stretch and his groan of pleasure mix together. You feel his hand on your hip as he tries to push in even more and now you're both moaning in pleasure.

"Fuckk! So fucking tight..." he groans out before pulling out almost to the tip and thrusting back in. You both moan together, again.

"Tell me you want this." He says in your ear, biting at your neck again. You cry out in pleasure and try and hide it behind a loud "NO, PLEASE! "

He doesn't like that. He pulls out of you and grabs you by your hair and your hip and forces you on to your stomach, lifting your hips so your ass is in the air. Lining up at your hole he fucks his cock into you roughly again. His hand still in your hair pushing your head sideways into the mattress. Grinding into your pussy so deep he says "You don't want this? " You moan loudly, you can't help it, his cock is so thick and it's filling you up completely. It feels so fucking good you can feel the pressure of your orgasim start to build.

"P-please... sto-op! " You say again, it's getting harder to form words so it comes out broken.

"You're saying no but you're arching your back for me like a whore little girl. " He grunts out in anger. Punishing you in the best way by hammering into you hard and fast, your back is killing you, it feels like he might split you open at any moment but you feel your ogasim getting closer and you don't fucking care.

His thrusting becomes erratic as he chases his own orgasim. You realise he's going to cum with you and that turns you on even more. This complete stranger, your rapist, fucking you full of his cum. You want it so fucking bad.

"Gonna fill this pussy up with cum, yeah? You want that? " He grunts between thrusts, voice thick with lust.

"Fuck please! Fuck yes I do! Please fuck yes! Yes! Yes! Mmm gonna cum. " You scream out, pushing your ass back into him.

"Good fucking girl. " He growls and it send you both over the edge, slamming his cock as deep as he can in your pussy he fills you with his warm cum while you clench around his cock.

He collapses on top of you, both of you panting and whispers. "I knew you wanted it."

[smuttyindividual]

You're laying on your back on the bed, one hand over your stomach and the other raised to cover your eyes. The dress you are wearing has lifted slightly, giving the stranger at the edge of a bed a perfect view of your little pink panties. You don't see it because of your unconscious state, but he licks his lips.

He thinks you look so small lying there unconscious. Unaware you've chosen his bed to collapse into.

"Silly little thing, she doesn't know that will have consequences." He thinks to himself.

The stranger leans down over you, his head hovering over your panties and takes in a deep breath, savouring the scent of you. Your breath might be heavily laced with alcohol but your pussy smells so sweet.

He runs his knuckles gently against your covered pussy and in response you part your legs and moan lightly in your sleep.

He really likes that. Loves that you are unconscious but still so responsive.

Your legs are now opened wide enough that he can see your entire covered cunt. He pinches your puffy lips gently to test again just how out of it you are and feels his cock twitch in anticipation. You mutter something that he can't understand, your words slured from alcohol and sleep and you roll over onto your side. Your dress now clinging tightly around your ass cheeks.

Standing up again he unzips and pulls down his pants and his underwear in one motion. His cock already hard and ready to be deep in your little pussy.

He lays down beside you and starts to drag the rest of your dress up towards your hips. His dick poking between your arse cheeks as he does.

You start to stir again and he's at your ear hushing you, rubbing his hand up the outside of your thigh. Your protest is cut off when you feel a hand clamp around your mouth. Panic rises in your chest, you want to grab the hand and get it off you and get out of here but your head feels so fuzzy and everything is swirling.

"Shhh you don't want your friends to see you like this. Letting some guy put his hands all over you Do you?" He says in a husky voice.

You hear his words, but you don't really understand them. You think that makes sense. Right? You definitely don't want anyone to see you like this; getting groped and undressed by some stranger.

So you shake your head and wimper when you hear a "good girl."

His lips drag from your ear down to your neck and you feel him sink his teeth in. You cry out and push your ass back without thinking, damn that feels so good. But this is wrong isn't it? You don't know this guy. Who is he? Why is he doing this?

He chuckles at your reaction, such a good girl. She secretly wants this, he knows it. But he still hopes she keeps up the pretence, it's so much more fun that way. Aww and now she's crying, so precious, he hasn't even really begun.

He hooks his thumb around your panties and pulls them down your thighs. Hearing you whimper again and cry harder he slaps your ass and pushes his cock between your legs loving the feeling of the heat coming from your core.

Fuck fuck fuck! You can't believe this is happening. He's going to fucking rape you. What the hell should you do? The panic chases away some of the fog in your brain and you realise your hands are free. You start to struggle and pull at his hand and try to get away, but the hand around your mouth moves so fast and is now wrapped around your body, and your hands are trapped against your chest.

"Well this won't do will it? I wanted to play with those little tits. I thought you were going to be a good girl for me? What happened? " He says darkly, his free hand pinching your nipple harshly through your dress.

"Please" you say "Please don-AHHH! " Your pleading cut off by a cry of pain.

You feel his hand wrap around your throat and he's squeezing it and saying "Good girls stay quiet, you wouldn't want to let your friends know you were up here letting a stranger fuck your sweet little pussy like a whore would you? You are a good girl aren't you? "

You nod and he eases his hold on your throat, enough to let you breathe comfortably. His cock twitches against your pussy and you hope he doesn't feel how wet you are right now. You loved the feeling of his big hand around your neck, it was kind of thrilling as well as terrifying of course.

He starts to move his hips against your backside and you feel his cock thrust between your pussy lips with ease. He groans as it does and you curse to yourself, damn it he knows.

He thrusts a few more times and his arm holding you trapped switches with the one around your neck so he can slip his fingers between your thighs. Sliding them from your wet cunt up to you clit and circling around it a few times. You close your eyes and curse, again, but this time it's audible. It comes out shaky but coated in lust.

The pressure you felt around your clit disappears. Pouting, you open your eyes to see them raised in front of your face.

"Look at how wet you are, you want my cock inside of you don't you? Want it so bad your cunt is dripping. Little slut that's why you were lying in my bed, so I'd rape you. Isn't that right? " he asks.

You're shaking your head, no that's not why. You're drunk! You don't even know where you are or who he is. You're protesting but he cuts you off by shoving his pussy soaked fingers in your mouth.

"Shut the fuck up. " He growls. You register your own taste and your tongue swirls around his fingers and you start sucking them clean.

"Fuck " he groans again pulling them out of your mouth with a pop. "You like the way your pussy tastes dripping for my cock little girl? "

"N-no i-i. " You start to stutter but he cuts you off again with a squeeze to your throat.

"I think my cock wants a taste. " He says reaching back down between your legs. You start to panic again and you feel fresh tears in your eyes but you don't try and stop him. You aren't sure if it's because his hand is still around your throat or because you are secretly enjoying this. But you feel him push his cock back towards your entrance and you automatically arch your back making it easier for him to sink inside of you.

And he does, and it isn't slow. One second, you feel the tip at your entrance, and the next, he's balls deep, fully sheathed inside of you. Your cry of pain at the stretch and his groan of pleasure mix together. You feel his hand on your hip as he tries to push in even more and now you're both moaning in pleasure.

"Fuckk! So fucking tight..." he groans out before pulling out almost to the tip and thrusting back in. You both moan together, again.

"Tell me you want this." He says in your ear, biting at your neck again. You cry out in pleasure and try and hide it behind a loud "NO, PLEASE! "

He doesn't like that. He pulls out of you and grabs you by your hair and your hip and forces you on to your stomach, lifting your hips so your ass is in the air. Lining up at your hole he fucks his cock into you roughly again. His hand still in your hair pushing your head sideways into the mattress. Grinding into your pussy so deep he says "You don't want this? " You moan loudly, you can't help it, his cock is so thick and it's filling you up completely. It feels so fucking good you can feel the pressure of your orgasim start to build.

"P-please... sto-op! " You say again, it's getting harder to form words so it comes out broken.

"You're saying no but you're arching your back for me like a whore little girl. " He grunts out in anger. Punishing you in the best way by hammering into you hard and fast, your back is killing you, it feels like he might split you open at any moment but you feel your ogasim getting closer and you don't fucking care.

His thrusting becomes erratic as he chases his own orgasim. You realise he's going to cum with you and that turns you on even more. This complete stranger, your rapist, fucking you full of his cum. You want it so fucking bad.

"Gonna fill this pussy up with cum, yeah? You want that? " He grunts between thrusts, voice thick with lust.

"Fuck please! Fuck yes I do! Please fuck yes! Yes! Yes! Mmm gonna cum. " You scream out, pushing your ass back into him.

"Good fucking girl. " He growls and it send you both over the edge, slamming his cock as deep as he can in your pussy he fills you with his warm cum while you clench around his cock.

He collapses on top of you, both of you panting and whispers. "I knew you wanted it."

[smuttyindividual]

[smuttyindividual]

hey uh...your dick called he uh ....he said he's cold... yea he said it would be uh warmer in my mouth. yea idk man that's what he said

[smuttyindividual]

You're laying on your back on the bed, one hand over your stomach and the other raised to cover your eyes. The dress you are wearing has lifted slightly, giving the stranger at the edge of a bed a perfect view of your little pink panties. You don't see it because of your unconscious state, but he licks his lips.

He thinks you look so small lying there unconscious. Unaware you've chosen his bed to collapse into.

"Silly little thing, she doesn't know that will have consequences." He thinks to himself.

The stranger leans down over you, his head hovering over your panties and takes in a deep breath, savouring the scent of you. Your breath might be heavily laced with alcohol but your pussy smells so sweet.

He runs his knuckles gently against your covered pussy and in response you part your legs and moan lightly in your sleep.

He really likes that. Loves that you are unconscious but still so responsive.

Your legs are now opened wide enough that he can see your entire covered cunt. He pinches your puffy lips gently to test again just how out of it you are and feels his cock twitch in anticipation. You mutter something that he can't understand, your words slured from alcohol and sleep and you roll over onto your side. Your dress now clinging tightly around your ass cheeks.

Standing up again he unzips and pulls down his pants and his underwear in one motion. His cock already hard and ready to be deep in your little pussy.

He lays down beside you and starts to drag the rest of your dress up towards your hips. His dick poking between your arse cheeks as he does.

You start to stir again and he's at your ear hushing you, rubbing his hand up the outside of your thigh. Your protest is cut off when you feel a hand clamp around your mouth. Panic rises in your chest, you want to grab the hand and get it off you and get out of here but your head feels so fuzzy and everything is swirling.

"Shhh you don't want your friends to see you like this. Letting some guy put his hands all over you Do you?" He says in a husky voice.

You hear his words, but you don't really understand them. You think that makes sense. Right? You definitely don't want anyone to see you like this; getting groped and undressed by some stranger.

So you shake your head and wimper when you hear a "good girl."

His lips drag from your ear down to your neck and you feel him sink his teeth in. You cry out and push your ass back without thinking, damn that feels so good. But this is wrong isn't it? You don't know this guy. Who is he? Why is he doing this?

He chuckles at your reaction, such a good girl. She secretly wants this, he knows it. But he still hopes she keeps up the pretence, it's so much more fun that way. Aww and now she's crying, so precious, he hasn't even really begun.

He hooks his thumb around your panties and pulls them down your thighs. Hearing you whimper again and cry harder he slaps your ass and pushes his cock between your legs loving the feeling of the heat coming from your core.

Fuck fuck fuck! You can't believe this is happening. He's going to fucking rape you. What the hell should you do? The panic chases away some of the fog in your brain and you realise your hands are free. You start to struggle and pull at his hand and try to get away, but the hand around your mouth moves so fast and is now wrapped around your body, and your hands are trapped against your chest.

"Well this won't do will it? I wanted to play with those little tits. I thought you were going to be a good girl for me? What happened? " He says darkly, his free hand pinching your nipple harshly through your dress.

"Please" you say "Please don-AHHH! " Your pleading cut off by a cry of pain.

You feel his hand wrap around your throat and he's squeezing it and saying "Good girls stay quiet, you wouldn't want to let your friends know you were up here letting a stranger fuck your sweet little pussy like a whore would you? You are a good girl aren't you? "

You nod and he eases his hold on your throat, enough to let you breathe comfortably. His cock twitches against your pussy and you hope he doesn't feel how wet you are right now. You loved the feeling of his big hand around your neck, it was kind of thrilling as well as terrifying of course.

He starts to move his hips against your backside and you feel his cock thrust between your pussy lips with ease. He groans as it does and you curse to yourself, damn it he knows.

He thrusts a few more times and his arm holding you trapped switches with the one around your neck so he can slip his fingers between your thighs. Sliding them from your wet cunt up to you clit and circling around it a few times. You close your eyes and curse, again, but this time it's audible. It comes out shaky but coated in lust.

The pressure you felt around your clit disappears. Pouting, you open your eyes to see them raised in front of your face.

"Look at how wet you are, you want my cock inside of you don't you? Want it so bad your cunt is dripping. Little slut that's why you were lying in my bed, so I'd rape you. Isn't that right? " he asks.

You're shaking your head, no that's not why. You're drunk! You don't even know where you are or who he is. You're protesting but he cuts you off by shoving his pussy soaked fingers in your mouth.

"Shut the fuck up. " He growls. You register your own taste and your tongue swirls around his fingers and you start sucking them clean.

"Fuck " he groans again pulling them out of your mouth with a pop. "You like the way your pussy tastes dripping for my cock little girl? "

"N-no i-i. " You start to stutter but he cuts you off again with a squeeze to your throat.

"I think my cock wants a taste. " He says reaching back down between your legs. You start to panic again and you feel fresh tears in your eyes but you don't try and stop him. You aren't sure if it's because his hand is still around your throat or because you are secretly enjoying this. But you feel him push his cock back towards your entrance and you automatically arch your back making it easier for him to sink inside of you.

And he does, and it isn't slow. One second, you feel the tip at your entrance, and the next, he's balls deep, fully sheathed inside of you. Your cry of pain at the stretch and his groan of pleasure mix together. You feel his hand on your hip as he tries to push in even more and now you're both moaning in pleasure.

"Fuckk! So fucking tight..." he groans out before pulling out almost to the tip and thrusting back in. You both moan together, again.

"Tell me you want this." He says in your ear, biting at your neck again. You cry out in pleasure and try and hide it behind a loud "NO, PLEASE! "

He doesn't like that. He pulls out of you and grabs you by your hair and your hip and forces you on to your stomach, lifting your hips so your ass is in the air. Lining up at your hole he fucks his cock into you roughly again. His hand still in your hair pushing your head sideways into the mattress. Grinding into your pussy so deep he says "You don't want this? " You moan loudly, you can't help it, his cock is so thick and it's filling you up completely. It feels so fucking good you can feel the pressure of your orgasim start to build.

"P-please... sto-op! " You say again, it's getting harder to form words so it comes out broken.

"You're saying no but you're arching your back for me like a whore little girl. " He grunts out in anger. Punishing you in the best way by hammering into you hard and fast, your back is killing you, it feels like he might split you open at any moment but you feel your ogasim getting closer and you don't fucking care.

His thrusting becomes erratic as he chases his own orgasim. You realise he's going to cum with you and that turns you on even more. This complete stranger, your rapist, fucking you full of his cum. You want it so fucking bad.

"Gonna fill this pussy up with cum, yeah? You want that? " He grunts between thrusts, voice thick with lust.

"Fuck please! Fuck yes I do! Please fuck yes! Yes! Yes! Mmm gonna cum. " You scream out, pushing your ass back into him.

"Good fucking girl. " He growls and it send you both over the edge, slamming his cock as deep as he can in your pussy he fills you with his warm cum while you clench around his cock.

He collapses on top of you, both of you panting and whispers. "I knew you wanted it."

[smuttyindividual]

No but vampires would give the best head because they don't need to breathe.

No need to worry while you ride you're vampire daddy's face, rut into his tongue like a wild beast. Smother him with your ass and thighs he's not going to complain, he's already dead.