#monster fuqqer

[monstersholygrail]

Demon Priest tells one of the lost lambs of his congregation to go in peace and they thank him endlessly as they leave. The door of the confessional clicks once as it opens and clicks again at its close. A beat of silence fills the wooden box of absolution.

“Now what do you say, little dove?” Demon Priest raps in your ear, his clawed hand still tightly wrapped around your mouth.

When it slips away the first thing to fall past your lips is a cry of ecstasy as Demon Priest’s other hand keeps helping you bounce on his cock. Fat tears fall down your cheeks as he keeps you right on the edge. You don’t know how long you’ve been in here, having lost track of the time, drowning in the feelings coursing through you.

“Thank you, Father,” you murmur, speech slurred as if drunk off his cock. Moans lewdly spill from your mouth now that you’re free to do so, your hips swiveling on his cock to best set your nerves aflame.

Demon Priest chuckles, leaning back against the confessional wall, and watching as your fat pussy eagerly sucks his cock back inside you and splitting you open on his length. He knows you two need to be quiet, the walls are nearly paper thin… but your sweet sounds are more divine than any choir or church bell.

“Always so loud f-for me, fuck, angel,” Demon Priest hisses, his hips jerking forward as if trying to get as deep inside you as inhumanly possible.

You cry out loudly, tears pricking at your waterline. He’s making you feel so fucking good you can barely take it, the pleasure too powerful. How the hell could you keep quiet? Still, your chest pinches with panic, your emotions so all over the place that your tears begin to spill over.

“‘M sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you blubber out through your tears, repeating your apologizes and begging for forgiveness.

Darkness coils through Demon Priests chest, his eyes flashing and face shifting more demonically at the thought of you needing to ask for forgiveness. You’re perfect. A precious gift that can do no wrong. His claws dig into your soft belly and his jaw clenches. In the blink of an eye he’s molding his chest to your back, growling in your ear.

“Never. Apologize,” Demon Priest snarls in your ear, jaw snapping in warning. You shiver as his words wash over you and they make you even more needy for him. “Nothing you ever do could be a sin.”

His large hands wrap around your wide hips, his feet bracing on the ground, and helping him jackhammer his cock up into your sopping pussy. You can feel the truth ring in his words, showing how deeply he believes them. The realization should be concerning but instead you find your back arching into him, head rolling back onto his shoulder so he can sink even deeper along your walls.

Your orgasm builds and builds with each brutal thrust. It’s nearly impossible to stay quiet at this point, your body no longer in your control. Everything is in Demon Priest’s nurturing hands. Your body burns hot with need, the coil in your belly sizzling and ready to snap. It only takes one more solid stroke of his cock and your vision flashes white as your pussy milks his cock for all it’s worth.

A fierce scream is on the tip of your tongue when suddenly the door to the confessional opens once more. Your heart nearly jumps into your throat and a second later Demon Priest is slapping a hand over your mouth to muffle the noises you simply can’t stop. He draws you into his broad chest, rocking his hips, and helping work you through your explosive orgasm as you tremble in his embrace.

“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned…” the unknown figure speaks as they sit down on the other side. A wicked grin slides across his lips and your eyes roll back in pleasure at the sight.

Demon Priest doesn’t stop the slow rolling of his hips and your breath catches realizing he doesn’t plan on stopping anytime soon. No, he’s gonna keep working you through each release as he talks his parishioners through each of their sins.

[ickytreats]

One order of summoning a monster!

Call It basic but a Sleepover with my best friend that ends up with us accidentally summoning a monster. Being so scared but as long as one of us fuck him we are good and he will leave.

Of course I end up being the one, has to literally bully his cock into me. I'm just a poor human I wasn't meant to take monster cock. I'm shaking and babbling as he uses me. My best friend can only watch and read from the stupid book we summoned him from.

The monster is having so much fun using my body, making me cum so many times. I have his claw marks all over me, his grip tight on my hips. When I thought I had taken all of him suddenly he is pushing more of his length into me causing me to squeal. That only fuels him on more as he continues.

Meanwhile my best friend is noticing something weird. Between reading the book and watching us she catches on he was lying. Him fucking me wasn't gonna make him leave it was just gonna let him stay. Him cumming in me would only make me be his permanently. She notices too late though right when she is gonna say something he is breeding me with his warm cum.

It's too late he tricked us both and now we are both stuck with him. Keeps fucking his cum into me, I try to pull away but I'm too weak and tired as my best friend panics. She tries to stop him but he is too powerful and ties her down with his magic. Spread open ready for him to use her too when he is done with me.

Not proof read

[lyonnerileyauthor]

the minotaur, the orc and the werewolf

you went to the punk show by yourself because your favorite band was playing, but none of your friends could go. you know you look out of place, but you couldn't care less what others think of you.

you dance alone, enjoying the pounding music as it washes over you. but soon you're dwarfed by a tall shadow: a minotaur with broad horns, dressed in a ripped jean jacket and leather pants. he joins you in your one-person mosh pit, and you dance together, or as "together" as you can while you're both going wild.

soon, the two of you are joined by a third—an orc in heavy black boots, with gold rings on his ears and tusks. his leather jacket does nothing to hide his bulk. he slams into you, making you giggle as you collide with the minotaur.

they pass you between them, their hands touching more and more of you as one song blends into the next. but the three of you haven't gone unnoticed. a werewolf watches from a few yards away, a thick spiked collar around his neck.

you wave him over. there's plenty of room in the pit, after all. with a fanged grin, he throws himself into the mix, nearly knocking you over—but the minotaur catches you. he doesn't let you go as he rubs his crotch against your ass, and you can feel his thick bull cock through your clothes.

it's not long before the orc is in front of you, running his big fingers down your body. the music throbs faster and faster, drawing them both in closer, pushing your bodies tighter together. but the werewolf lingers, unsure where he belongs now.

the orc grabs him by the arm and brings him into the fold. now you're surrounded, three monsters with their hands all over you, their breathing growing faster and heavier. they don't hide how much they want this one little human in their midst. you barely notice when the show ends.

come home with me, the minotaur whispers in your ear, and I'll show you a good time.

no, you should choose me, the orc says, pulling you away. the werewolf shyly steps back, unwilling to make his own case.

but you have a third proposal: that all four of you go back to your apartment together. the werewolf's eyes light up at the suggestion of including him.

with a huff, the minotaur agrees. the orc smirks, immensely pleased with your decision, and all four of you leave together.

pt 2

[monstersflashlight]

Advent calendar: Day 13. Snow woman

Snow woman x fem!reader || temperature play, sex toys

Imagine building a snow-woman and thinking she looked cute, patting her head softly as you walked up to your house and left her there. To your surprise, when you wake up in the middle of the night, there she is, staring at you from across the room, her carrot nose in her stick-hand as she smirks mischievously at you. You didn’t make her that creepy, but for some reason your pussy is clenching around emptiness, and you can’t stop thinking how good that would feel inside of you.

Imagine said snow-woman fucking you with the carrot until you are squirming under her stick hands and your body is quivering with pleasure. Each thrust of his dexterous stick-hand hitting your your G-spot, her free stick-hand padded with a bit of ice she created rubbing over your overexcited clit. The temperature play making you ascend into a new fucking dimension as she (metaphorically) destroys your pussy.

You never thought a snow-woman could be so hot or so exciting, but crying out in pleasure as she takes orgasm after orgasm out of your overused pussy. By the time she’s done her smirk is giant, her body is half melted, and you can’t keep your eyes open. You fall asleep with the carrot still in you, waking up to a puddle of water on your floor and your pussy stretched.

A/N: Back to a shorter kind of story, you like this version better or do you prefer the long stories? Let me know.

[slightly-knot-insane]

sweats

[mothmancutie]

There's just something about sleeping surrounded by the furr of your werewolf lover...

[beastsoulart]

The only ship dynamic that 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 🖤

Monster X Human

[davinawritings]

Werewolf roommate with super sensitive hearing.

He doesn’t mean to be a perv but he can’t keep himself from stroking his cock when he hears you masturbating late at night. Your moans and soft whines just get him so hard.

He always tries to match his pace to yours, especially loving when you take your time and edge yourself. His knot throbbing with need but being denied.

He always swears it’s the last time he will do this but once he hears you again he’s straight back to jerking himself off.

He manages to keep himself under control until one night he hears you moan out his name. A fierce possessiveness takes over and within seconds he is swinging your door open.

You don’t even have time to get over your shock before his long and think tongue is buried in your pussy.

He spends hours fucking you in every possible way, laying claim to your body.

As you both drift off to sleep he decide that while he loves you moans and soft whines, nothing compares to the sound of you screaming out his name in ecstasy.

[rs-hawk]

You get a pet tentacle as a "gag gift" for your birthday. You have no idea why your friends thought the little mass with a tentacle would make you laugh, but it didn't. Of course though, you don't want to be mean to it, so you take it home, trying to make it comfortable. You don't understand that by taking it home, now it thinks you've chosen it as your mate.

Once you're asleep, it expands, filling your bedroom with all of its tentacles. The first one to reach you has a plant like appendage, which spritzes you with an aphrodisiac that will also help you properly incubate its eggs. You groan, wiping the droplets from your face. There's already a hot pulsing between your legs. Without thinking much about it, still being half asleep, you kick off your blanket, eager fingers rolling your clit and stuffing into your hole.

Your tentacle pet stops to watch you, excitement building within it. Its mate is putting on a show for it! You must really want it! After a few moments, it can't stand it anymore. Two more tentacles reach for you, attaching to your nipples. That's when you start to realize what's going on, but you're so desperate now for release and to be stuffed you're almost crying.

Its suckers suck and pull on your nipples, making you moan and whimper. More tentacles wrap around your arms, pulling your hands away from your dripping hole. You let out a tiny whine of protest. The tentacles spread your cunt wide, looking at you clench around nothing, your wetness soaking your bed. Its breeding tentacles pulsing already.

You start to whine and beg for it to fuck you, wiggling your hips as more tentacles restrain you, making sure you're secure. Finally, one starts sucking on your clit, making you cum almost instantly. Despite your finish, your cunt is still eager to be stuffed and filled.

"Please, please," you beg it, lifting your hips up slightly.

Your pet is more than happy to comply, stuffing a thick tentacle into your eager hole. A moan escapes from your lips, your eyes half lidded from pleasure. It thrusts in and out of you, slowly depositing eggs directly into your womb. It doesn't even matter to you as you feel the weight in your body. You just need the tentacles to keep pleasuring and fucking you.

[satansdirtiestangel]

Nsfw. Monster fucker mood again :)

Never come close to a demon in heat. Especially an Incubus. Just the smell of his sweat and hormones, the pure feral lust in the air is palpable. His dick struggles to remain in sizes that could be easily taken by a mortal, (by you). He’s shamelessly rutting up and against anything that has your scent on it. Your furniture, your bed, your clothes, which are all torn to shreds now as he fucks and fucks and fucks, eventually just rutting his monstrous cock into some fabric scraps in his hand, lube and precum flowing to the floor as his feral pants, trying to find the release he seeks.

He can’t control his body now, it stretches to the ceiling, his horns scratching holes in the tiles, his body so overgrown, the four arms barely able to grab his cock before it splits into two equally thick 18” long poles, filled and overflowing with his seed. His tail lashes around, trying to find anything that will ease his suffering. Anything that reminds him of your tight holes, your sinfully sweet voice, your adorably lewd behaviours. He needs you, but in his feral animalistic state, you both know that he'd ruin you far worse than anything before. And so he ruts, and ruts alone. He gets creative using his own insanely long tongue, wrapping around his cocks like a snake. And with one demonic groan he cums, rope after rope of thick, sticky seed. All wasted in his mind. Whimpering your name like a broken prayer. But it’s okay, he's not done. He still needs you, to fuck

[monstersholygrail]

Full moon with your werewolf bf except you're the one being chained up. You aren't exactly sure how you convinced your bf to do it. He had always made sure to keep himself chained in the cellar during that time of the month. But after your incessant begging he had given in. Under this one condition.

You have to be chained up in his place. When asked why he had told you the intensity of his full form may frighten you but to stay calm. He tells you that as soon as he's caught onto your scent he won't be able to let you go and running will only make him all the more quicker to mount you. You didn't know what you were getting into.

Now as your wrists dig into the cold metal... you know. And you want more.

The unsympathetic chains dig into your wrists as your fully turned bf fucks into you with abandon, his claws piercing your skin as your greedy hole sucks his cock back in with every thrust.

As your werewolf bf plows you into another sweeping orgasm, your back arches, a loud groan echoing off the cobblestone walls. Pain mixing in with the pleasure as your pussy weeps, milking your bfs cock and trying to push him out at the same time as he cums right after you.

Your cunt is so full his release spills out of you and splashes against the concrete floor. Eyes squeezing shut, your mind and body war against each other. Though body quickly wins out.

“Ah— dammit! I need a break. Baby, please, I need a break,” you beg, your body aching yet also wanting more. The need for rest briefly overpowers your never-ending craving.

But your werewolf bf merely growls ferociously, jaw snapping in his displeasure. Leaning his giant form over you, he cages you in, teeth sinking into your neck. Making his claim clear before his hips start snapping back inside of you.

Your cunt flutters helplessly around his girth and you whine, needing even only a moment. With his warm fur covering you, a light sweat begins to glisten across your body. Allowing the grip of the chains on your wrists to loosen just enough.

So when your werewolf bf throws his head back and howls, you take your chance. Slipping out from under him and bolting toward the door. A part of you maybe even wanting it to get to this point. To have your werewolf chase and mount you brutally.

Furious growls vibrate through the quiet night, your bf right on your tail as you run toward the surrounding forest. Just as you’re about to make a break into the trees, werewolf bf pounces, crashing into the hard grass and taking you with him.

His arms curl around you as you both tumble through the thicket. Either to protect you from the harsh wood or making sure you can’t get away again. Probably both.

The moment you two stop, werewolf bf doesn’t hesitate to mount you and slam his cock back deep inside your pussy. Letting you know he’s right where he belongs again. Ready to force orgasm after orgasm out of your tired cunt for the rest of the night.

You see his long claws appear in front of you and you know you’re not getting away again. He’s caught his prey and he isn’t giving it up. A lazy fucked out smile graces your lips as your next orgasm begins to build.

[ickytreats]

Hiii!!!

I kinda noticed that Santa sorta disappeared! Unfortunately, not your fault though! I’m out of Santa ideas but what about something with Krampus? Anything really works and if you can’t do it that’s fine!

-🪷

Let's talk a little about my Krampus. Half goat, half demon, like usual, but has a slight more human feature. Can easily transform into something way more scary. He is slightly taller than Santa and has many piercings, including his nipples! Crazy long hair; his horns have a curl to them and neon eyes. I'm going to say he is built and has areas where he has crazy scars and some that look untouched. I forget about monster anatomy, but I'm going to say he has a knot. For a monster, his cock is kind of slim but long, but in human eyes, that thing is insane.

The first time you run into Krampus is because you decided to spend Christmas at this lodge hotel. It has a pretty walk trail that you of course got lost in, causing you to come back later than you thought. Everything is dark, and the place is destroyed! You spot him from afar and take off, running back into the snowy trail.

He's literally half goat and demon. He did the chase for fun! Because he could've easily caught you without having to even move. It is freezing around you, but you couldn't even feel it because of the pure fear you had running through you. Once again you get lost on the trail; you can feel him around you. Has you cornered but doesn't do anything until he is grabbing you and smelling you? weird, why would he?… awww little miss forgot she was ovulating...

Lucky for you, Krampus is honestly a fucker. He's not like Santa, who kind of does want to get you pregnant because of his fatherly need. But not Krampus; he just breeds because that's what his body does. And you ovulating is sending him! He drools a lot! It's just the animal side of him, and he is really warm, so even though your jeans and panties are now at your ankles, you are still nice and cozy. Even though the wind hitting your wetness does make you shiver at times.

Fucks like a mutt your feet aren't touching the ground as he drives his cock in and out of you. All you can do is take it as you dangle in his arms like a personal fuck toy. Unlike Santa, who is a groaner, moaner, and laughs. Krampus growls, huffs, and pants. Since he is half demon, Imma says smoke comes out of him whenever he huffs. He has nails but pretty ones just because I want them to be xd his nails scratch you up good. Those will hurt later, but they are pretty!

With Santa, even though you are dumb on his cock, you are usually awake. With Krampus, you'd doze a couple of times seeing black. Especially when you cum! With Santa, it doesn't get crazy loud, but with Krampus? Don't even try and hold back those moans; it would be a failed attempt because you are basically screaming. He loves it only makes him want to hear more. Which causes him to push his knot into you, once again making you yell and see stars as it forces an orgasm out of you.

When he cums, you literally can feel him shake. And he is loud himself, would mutter words in an unknown language. Again, Santa breeds you because of his magic and his fatherly instincts, but Krampus couldn't care how full of his cum you are. He just so happens to be able to do it; since you are knotted to him, he wraps his arms around you and lays you both on the snow. But once his knot is settled, he is leaving you there dripping. His leftover warmth should be enough to keep you settled until someone finds you or you get up.

And to add just for fun. Those words he said in an unknown language? A spell/marking that now lays beautifully on top of your lower stomach. Yeah, he could care less, but he is still a demon. He is possessive and there is just something about you...

🪷Anon…I had so much fun writing this omg.

[lyonnerileyauthor]

the minotaur, the orc and the werewolf (pt 2)

pt 1

the werewolf holds your hand in his clawed paw as the four of you walk back to your apartment, all of you sharing a cigarette. the moment you're in the front door, though, the minotaur has you shoved against a wall, his big snout with the nose ring in your face. his breath is heavy on your skin as he grinds his hips on yours.

to your surprise, the orc sidles up behind him, squashing him between you. still, the werewolf watches, drool pooling in his mouth as the three of you move as one. clothes are quickly shed, and the orc grabs you, dragging you back to your bedroom.

the minotaur wants to mount you right away, but the orc has taken control. he barks at the werewolf, whose pink cock has emerged from his sheath, to take you first.

shyly, the furry beast pushes you down to the bed, and enters you in one wet thrust. his eyes roll back in his head as he mates you, though now there's a cock in your face, too.

suck me, the minotaur demands, and you bring him deep into your mouth. now they're fucking you from both sides, making your body sing.

my turn, the orc says, lifting the werewolf's tail. he works his way in, and the werewolf gasps and bucks as he takes him. soon, all three of you are moving in unison, each of the orc's thrusts pushing the werewolf even deeper into you. the minotaur grabs your hair in his hand, shoving his cock down your throat. you're full, so full, that you might just combust.

with a roar, the minotaur fills up your mouth. the werewolf drools and gasps as he plunders you faster, harder, his knot swelling up. it forces its way in with the powerful pumping of the orc's hips, and soon it's there, completely inside you. the werewolf moans as he spurts everything into your wet heat.

you can't help but climax, your body clamping down tight on that knot. the orc finishes last, smashing into the two of you one last time as he explodes.

but you and the werewolf are still locked together, so the minotaur pets your hair as you hold all that hot cum inside you. you did so well, the orc assures you as, at last, the swelling goes down and the werewolf's cock pops free.

the orc and the minotaur gather you up in their arms while the werewolf rests his head on your belly, all of you sated—at least, until tomorrow.

[monstersflashlight]

Advent calendar: Day 14. Nutcracker

Nutcracker monster x male!reader || pain kink, dom/sub, degradation, dirty talk, overtimulation, praise kink

When you met him for the first time you were more than confused. You thought nutcrackers were something out of children’s tales, but nope. There he was, in all his giant glory, looking down at you with an impassible face and wooden body. Same face and body that were doing something for you… You were a sick bastard, but you were far beyond any point of caring.

But the fact that he didn’t have any expression, deeming him impassible to any of your advances or responses… that turned you on more than it should. And you tried, you really tried not to act on it, but you were only human. And he looked very fuckable when he was… standing still. You liked what you liked, and if that was a tall as fuck wooden monster, who cared?

So you did something about it.

You walked up to him, trying to look nonchalant. "Are you going to crack my nuts or not?" You joked bemusedly as he stared at you without expression, once again. His big black eyes were a bit creepy, but that only made a shiver run down your spine.

You thought he wasn’t even going to respond, but he surprised you. "Do you want me to?" He deadpanned, making you squirm when you realized the answer you wanted to give him is not a no.

Oh fuck. Did you want him to… to do that? You couldn't even name it even in your brain. Were you really into that kind of pain? You weren’t sure, but you wanted nothing more than to try it right then and there. To try it with him. To have him squeeze your balls until you teared up and come was dripping down your shaft. Yes. Yeah. That was definitely something you wanted.

His body turned to you, facing you directly with unblinking eyes and slightly open mouth. “Oh… You do.” He made a sound similar to a chuckle, but a lot rougher and creepier. And then he continued talking and your brain stopped functioning properly: “You want me to jerk you off slowly until you are crying for release. But I won’t let you, would I? Only good humans get to come, and you have been very naughty. You won’t be able to come with my hands squeezing your cock and balls so tightly…”

You could only whimper at his words, your whole body responding with shivers as he stared into your eyes like he was talking about the weather. He caught you completely off guard with his approaches and the impersonal tone to his voice was making you tick in a way you’d never had before. You were so aroused you were fearing you were going to come untouched any second. What the fuck?

“Sit down,” he said, pushing you lightly in the direction of the chair.

You complied, sitting so fast your teeth chattered as he let out another of those creepy chuckles that made your skin get goosebumps. He stared at you for a long while, your dick so hard you could feel your heartbeat pulsating. Anticipation was so high and deep inside of you that you were trembling in your seat.

“Take your cock out, and then grab the underside of the chair. You are mine now,” the possessiveness in his tone made your whole body shake, so hard you almost fell off the chair, but you complied. As soon as your dick sprung free, his wooden hand was around it, and your voice broke in a whorish groan. “Good boy, such a good human following my orders.”

He didn’t move his hand though, he only squeezed and released in a pattern that was making your head spin as you stared at his wooden hand. And then he started a tortuous pace, moving up and down so slowly… But it was doing it for you. And when his free hand found your balls and he squeezed hard, you whimpered, your whole body flushing. It was so good, you’d never felt so good before, and he was barely doing anything.

“Do you like this? Do you like my hand around your hard cock? My hand squeezing your weak human balls?” His impassible face and dirty words were degrading in a way that made your dick get even harder if that was even possible.

You tried to nod, but the movement only made his hand to move slower. You were so ready to come you couldn’t think of anything else. With each slow pump of his wooden hand, your body shivered. But he wouldn’t let you, jerking you off tortuously slow, until you were about to come… and then stopping. He did that over and over, until your breathing was ragged and your chest was wet with tears.

“Awww,” he cooed, “you are such a pathetic human. Look at you, crying and whimpering.” His hand tightened around your balls, making you let out an undignified screech as he chuckled. A pearl of precum shiny on the tip of your cock, a clear example of how badly you were enjoying his display of power over your human body. “Do you want to come? Is that it? Do you think you deserve it?” His questions were answered by another whimper, your brain fried after the overstimulation you endured. “Come for me. NOW.” His tone left no room for debate, and your body was like his toy, as soon as the words left his mouth, you were coming messily around his wooden hand.

His open mouth was creepy as he smiled down at you, but it only made you come harder, his hand squeezing your balls to the point of pain as you cried in pleasure. He drove you to ecstasy so high, your brain stopped working properly, your mouth open in a silent scream as you drooled like the pathetic human he said you were… And you fucking loved it.

“Now say: thank you, nutcracker,” he instructed, his hand squeezing your oversensitive dick and making you mewl in pain.

“Tha-thank you, nutcracker,” you let out in a ragged breath. Your voice sounded fucked out, and your whole body was sagging against the chair as his empty eyes stared down at you. There was a hint of amusement in his shiny black eyes, and that made your dick twitch bravely. There was no way you could get hard again… anytime soon.

“Good boy,” he praised as you blushed redder.

Well, if he called you that again you might be able to get hard again...

[bunnis-monsters]

NSFW

warning: aphrodisiac, dubcon, slight yandere behavior

Nagas are cute… I really just like the thought of your naga lover keeping you snuggled up with him all winter, wrapping his tail around you and just smothering you in kisses.

Ofc he makes you keep his cock warm too… after all, he really wants you to bear his children. But he’s mostly trying to stay warm.

There’s always a fire going in his den, and he keeps himself curled up around you. Escaping is futile, you’ll either be his mate or next meal. So you just let him smother you in his love, feeling his fangs sink into your shoulder and neck to keep to placid while he ravishes you.

You’re just so cute when the aphrodisiac in his fangs kicks in, he can’t help but fuck into you like a while animal. Before long you’re begging him to make you cum, to go faster. The friction between your bodies keeps him warm all through the winter, and you’re nice and swollen with his young come spring time.

And the entire time, he’s purring, rubbing against you like a cat, wanting you to cuddle and kiss him. Who knew nagas could be so affectionate?

He just wants you all to himself, and there’s human remains scattered across his den to show you what he does to anyone that touches his precious mate!

[slightly-knot-insane]

Defeated Monster

tw noncon

There is nothing more empowering than riding your enemy's cock while he spits and curses you. But he is hard. For you. For your body. You can see it in his blood-shot eyes. He is tied down, beaten by you, completely covered in cuts and bruises. The big bad monster defeated.

"Accept I'm your mistress now. You are mine to do whatever I wish with. My slave."

You bite his swollen nipple one more time while bouncing up and down against his shaft. He is sweating, furiously trying to break his bonds. You laugh. All his efforts are futile - you made these chains just for him. They fit him perfectly just like his dick fills your hole completely, stretching you just right.

He is trying to suppress his moans. But his desire is throbbing inside your pussy, betraying him. You rock your hips back and forth, moaning in pleasure, gloating in your victory. He hates your guts but can't mask how much he enjoys being fucked by you.

Just before you are washed over by your orgasm, you stand up, sliding off his erection, and squirt all over him, shaking from pleasure. He snarls and tense, chains dangerously vibrating from his strength. You moan in ecstasy, rubbing your wet cunt, and his exposed cock twitches before spurting his hot seed all over your thighs that arched above it.

"Aaaaah fuck! Fuck!" He is furious, humiliated beyond words. His own body failed him.

You laugh, licking your own arousal from your fingers while his cum tickles your skin. "Don't worry - you'll get used to this, my pet."