#dvorahsmonsters

[gamblersdoll]

how could you be so… you?

you know exactly what was said to you, about you. yet, you act obtuse.

the line was clear as day— “you are mine, not anyone else’s.” sukuna had told you, the voice picking up through the recipient end of your phone. you knew he had a shit eating grin, fingerpads tapping on the table and his breathing. “you understand, little mutt?”

you swallow thick spit.. acknowledging his words. you were infact his, always have, and always will be… so you thought, before he was imprisoned and sentenced to life. (one hundred and fifty years, to be exact.)

you were shattered. hearing the judge become the judge, jury, and executioner. it was a cruel punishment, for a crueler man. he always made an effort to kiss you before he leaves, pressing one last searing kiss on your lips… until the guard tugged a little hard for him to leave.

you were heartbroken, but … in some regard, lonely.

but yet, it only took you five years. five years to start dating again— he was sentenced to one hundred and fifty years to prison, a woman had needs, yknow? that was the end of your relationship with ryomen sukuna, your hardheaded yet angrily in love boyfriend.

five years, and you were back into the dating field.

thats all it took for you , five fucking years and you were in another’s life, arms, and his bed. he didnt do everything like sukuna did— but you seemed to have a type: prisoners or men who just got out. were you crazy? maybe. but did prison men make you squeeze your thighs when calloused hands gripped them? fuck yes.

toji fushiguro was a quiet but cocky man, he didnt surprise you like sukuna did, but he did surprise you when you woke up to his head between your legs.

“toji— the hell..?” you whisper shout, groggy and blinking your sleep filled eyes. “you couldnt wait until i was awake?”

he devilish grin cracks on his face, “aren you the one who has a free use kink?” he reminds, darting his tongue on your slit that makes your eyes roll to your skull. he nods his head, seeing your answer. “then stop fucking complaining, little girl.”

little girl.

the only thing sukuna called you that was somewhat a pet name, the sweetest one he could offer. “please.. dont call me that.” you protest, protecting the name to yourself so only sukuna could call you that. it felt.. wrong.. on so many levels that another man called you that when your prisoner boyfriend called you that before he left you to serve his sentence.

“d’aww.. why not, princess?” he rasps, slipping a finger inside of you and nibbling on your clit. you try to get to his hair, but you stop when you see his shit eating grin. “uh ohh..” he coos, watching you flail your arms.

“the fuck, toji?!” you shout, arms bound to your headboard and he licks up your stomach. “toji.” you hiss.

“thought you might like this..” he rasps again, pressing a surprise vibrator to your clit— making you jolt and moan out in a cry. “seems like you do, so why the face?”

as if you could respond to that damned question.

he snickers, licking at your lips and kissing them next. “you want this, mama?” he asked, feeling your head shake up and down in approval. “say it.”

you quite literally cannot, clearly not used to another man playing out one of your kinky acts.

he shakes his head, brows furrowed and he looks to the side, “you sure she likes being tied up?” he asks, and your eyes trail to where his are trained.

you feel all the air coming from your lungs be snatched away, body and soul being still in time and you feel sweat slip down your spine. it was only five years, five whole years and you were with a new dude that clearly was new to your body and how you wanted to be touched.

oh shit..

he strides over, new tattoos splashed against his skin and.. oh fuck— he was pissed, considering that he had a another pair of arms and his belly mouth was on display. a sign of intimidation, you called it. one of his hands extended, clearly asking for the vibrator as he locked his gaze on your eyes. without even looking, he snatched it away from toji and turned it back to your clit.

you hiccup a moan, feeling toji step away and replace himself with sukuna. “suku—“ you attempt to say, but a large hand slaps over your mouth. yeah, you fucked up— hes never denied the sound of you moaning his very name.

“five fucking years.” sukuna rumbled, feeling his erected cock against your thigh. “five years is all it took for you to get another man inside of you?” he asks, pity somewhat on your face.

you shake your head, feeling the vibration enter your folds and your eyes roll back a little bit.

“liar,” he barks, starting a grueling pace at your cunt with the vibrator. “otherwise, toji wouldnt be here and acting as if he cant please you.” he chuckles, eyeing toji. “youve got a poker face, too bad you can’t gamble good.”

toji scowls, pulling his boxers off and striding towards the both of you. “shut yer damn mouth.”

sukuna cackles, his eyes back to you until your sopping cunt starts to whine for his cock. “seems like shes missed me, little girl.” he growls, positioning himself between your legs and pressing the vibrating handle against your bundle of nerves. “hows that feel? feel better than his fingers?”

you nod, shame and guilt feeling like a medicine ball on your stomach.. but it feels oh so good. your thighs tremble in fear and desire, eyes rolling to the back of their sockets and you feel yourself slowly unraveling— until it all stops. you cry out, a sob breaking through. “p-please—!”

he takes you by your jaw, squeezing hard as he kisses your lips like its all he needs to stay on earth. “five. damn. years.” he grumbled, erection sprung free and just mere inches away from your slit. “is that all it took fer you to slip away?” you shook your head, he seething with venom “obviously it did, little girl.”

you whimper at his tone, then a surprised gasp comes from your throat when the sudden, yet familiar stretch begins to form in your pussy. “oh—oh my god!” you squeal, feeling a hand wrap around your throat and squeeze your thighs. “sukuna—“ you choke out, feeling a soft yet firm slap on your lips.

you open your eyes finally, and instinctively licking around toji’s cock thats pressed against your lips. “good girl, you know exactly what to do, huh?” toji softly praises, receiving a glare from sukuna. “problem?”

“she learned from the only person who taught her.” he growled, a hand in your hair and gripping at the roots. “too bad you cant have too much claim to her dirty cunt, jus’ squeezin’ me up.” he chuckles, leaning down to pucker his lips. a fat glob of spit lands on your slit, making your toes curl.

you gag, feeling toji’s hips slide back and forth in your mouth. “god, you feel so good..” he growls, pushing his hair back and tossing his head. his adams apple bobs, he rolling his head to look back down at you. “make me come, slut.”

“eyes on me.” sukuna commands, your eyes snapping to his as he plows into your cervix with a brutal thrust. “five. fucking. years.” he punctuated with each thrusts, pinching and slapping your breasts with anger. “and with my old prisonmate at that.”

your stomach drops, prison mate? as in.. they knew each other?

fuck, you were so goddamn screwed.

“what, you didnt know?” sukuna coos, leaning in closer. “how do you think he found you?” he asks, pity in his voice as you whimper from the contact. “just mere coincidence? tsk tsk tsk.”

“maybe im just better.” toji sarcastically said, forcing his cock down your throat and groaning when he feels you constrict around him. “fuck!” he bellows, blowing his load down your throat and chest heaving.

you whine, trying to breathe through your nose and it causes you to squeeze around sukuna. finally, toji pulls away and watching the come laced spit leaving your mouth. you gasp for air, the coil in your belly becoming tight and you plead with the man— no, monster above you. “please—“

“if you even think about coming after the shit you just pulled, yer so wrong..” he cackles at your face, the only thing you felt was sorrow and begging. “good try with the puppy face, not tonight though.” you sob, pleading with him through your eyes when he becomes greedier with his thrusts.

“please please!” you cry out, patting at his chest and holding back tears from the overstimulation. “i wont—“

“you wont what? find another one of my jail buddies and attempt to come with their lousy fingers?” he snarls, biting down on your neck as you grit your teeth. “or will you succumb to me and acknowledge that you are purely mine only?”

you nod, staring up at him as he rolls his eyes. “please, ryomen—“ you hiccup, another sharp thrust into your cervix and you feel yourself threads away from the rope in your belly snapping.

“you better come then.” he growls, watching you come undone and a guttural scream from the best orgasm youve had in five years. you feel him still, his animalistic growl entering your ears and you finally open your eyes..

to a blood bath, and toji lying in it. somewhere in your orgasm, sukuna had shot toji.

“oh my god— toji?!” you scramble to your feet, kneeling beside his life draining body and watching his eyes grow colder and colder. you feel sukuna’s hands on your shoulders, the heat of the pistol tingling at your skin. “you just—“

“i did.” he replied in a heartbeat, fixing your hair out of your face.

“you said he was a friend of yours!” you turn to face him, an empty expression on his face until it turns to smartassery.

“never said that.” he says, enjoying the color from your face leave. “i said he was a prison mate with me. never a friend.” he coos when you stare up at him. “that only ever applies to prison, pup.” he leans down to kiss your head. “he knew what he got himself into.”

your stomach coils, fear invading your body and he moves your locks to the side whispering in your ear. “you are still my little girl..” he confirms, a hand cupping your cunt.

“you just..—“ he cuts you off.

“for a good long time.”

[gamblersdoll]

trueform sukuna.. size kink.. yall know what this is

trueform!sukuna who just.. is adorned by your size differences. he acknowledges how big he is, a rag doll compared to him. yet, you can take him so, so ridiculously well.

it has him in shambles almost, almost.

but the first time? oh, he’s going to ravage you. he thought he would have to take his time, but once he slipped his tip in, it all just slipped in.

his eyes dilate, his mouth waters, and he trembles in excitement. ‘oh, youre going to be my goddamn favorite.’ he thinks to himself, your slick allowing all thirteen inches inside of you and more. he sees how your face scrunches up, twisting into pleasure and holding your tits from bouncing up into your face.

he cant even say anything, just drool spilling and dribbling onto your body as both mouths of his salivate.

and he tells himself you get the special treatment. sure, your just another concubine of his that took his cock in one go, other concubines took his cock. but the difference? they needed to be lubed up to the point he wasnt even sure if they had any arousal mixed.

you? pure arousal, no artificial shit needed. and thats what excites him more.

and dare him even think about him sitting in his usual throne of skulls, with you sitting in his lap. just sitting there and looking extra pretty, it makes him stare at you from behind and silently grow more attracted to you.

how you know youre his favorite? he tolerates your back talk. your questions, your thoughts. even with ideas or just for shits and giggles. he takes them into consideration, he just might —might do them, but thats a definite maybe.

yet, he also allows you to suck his cock to see if youre even worth it.

[gamblersdoll]

sucking trueform! sukuna.. (cleaning out my thoughts 🫠)

there was only one way to see if you were even worth it.

sure , you can fully take thirteen inches of him easily. he went feral about that for a good thirty hours. yet, he couldnt help wonder.

that pretty little pussy, god the way it just creams and shit.. nah, to hell with that. could you even suck his cock?

surely you could, that big fucking mouth of yours.

“knees.” he commands, and in a instant, youre to your knees. he chuckled, so obedient. he liked that, he knew you can be good, but sometimes you chose not to.. causing frequent punishments.

“yes, m’lord?” you say, not daring to look at him without permission.

“you can look at me, pup.” he said—pup? as in.. a mutt? honestly, its better than anything else.. maybe he took a like to you? you look up to him, and his hand cups your chin.

“h-how can i service you?”

“you were able to take all of me, thirty hours ago.” he restated, low eyes staring into yours. “i applaud you for that, however..”

“if youre able to fit all of it in your mouth, you could get special privileges.” he says, leaning back and watching your movements. “go on, show me.”

you move your hands to hover his lap, almost forgetting to ask. “permission to touch you?” you asked, earning a pat on your head.

“you may, good job.”

and that praise makes your cunny throb, fuck.

you pull his kimono apart, seeing his hardened body and cock on display. you feel his eyes burn into you, no doubt. your tiny fingers trace his cock, and have him standing at attention. shit, he was huge. youre still processing the fact you could fit him all in your womb.

your mouth salivates, preparing itself for the stretch and your jaw unhinges, head lowering down his length. your jaw pops, and you fee his tip going halfway down your throat.

his eyes widened, a grimacing laugh erupting from his throat and a string of praises emit.

“you know what to do, fuck.” he comes down from laughing, feeling your saliva drip down his cock and his hand pushes your head down.

it burns the way you choke around him, eyes rolling back and toes curling to prevent yourself from gagging. tears prick in your eyes, sukuna pulling your head back up then pushing it down.

he was right about you, you were indeed worth it.

[gamblersdoll]

venom will be apart of the fucktober thingy, ugh