I wanna be a sub who only gets off on pain, begging for more as daddy slams his cock deeper inside me, biting down on my neck. I want the tip of his cock to slam against my cervix, pain shooting through me as my little t-dick rubs against the mattress with each thrust.
I want his rough hands to grope my chest, fingers pinching and twisting my nipples to get them hard before he attaches a set of ripple clamps, tightening them until I'm moaning and drooling into the pillow. I want him to rut his cock into me, my juices smearing over my thighs as my pathetic cunt squeezes him.
I want him to hit me, flipping me over not my stomach and causing the nipple clamps to drag against the mattress. I want his hands to leave a mark, the stinging pain on my ass warming my body as I feel myself get closer and closer to an orgasm.
I want him to breed me, his cock as far as it will go inside me, throbbing as he cums, his hands wrapped around my throat. I want to cum, my mind on another planet as the pain morphs into pleasure as my muscles seize, my orgasm ripping through me.
And then I want him to slowly start moving his cock in and out of me, whispering in my ear that he's not even close to done with me.
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imagine teasing your tentacled spellcaster monster partner all the time when you go on a date: you’re wearing skimpy clothes that show more skin than they cover, not to mention that you aren’t wearing any underwear. you’re constantly touching them just a little bit too close to their sensitive spots “on accident” and whispering naughty things in their ear in public. you want to make them go wild with lust until they snap and have their way with you.
“keep this up and you’ll be in a world of trouble when we get home,” they warn you, their voice low and raspy.
you look into their eyes, feigning innocence. “what’s ‘this’? i’m not doing anything,” you reply, grinning inwardly because you know that they’re already getting riled up because of you.
as the two of you are sitting at the restaurant, you let your foot brush up against theirs under the table and then drag it upwards towards their crotch. that almost makes them drop the glass of wine that they were holding and they shoot a heated glare at you as you smile back softly. because of their keen senses, they can smell your arousal as your slick drips onto your clothes. you continue tormenting them all throughout the night, pressing the sole of your shoe against their crotch and rubbing slowly, licking the dessert off of your spoon in a way that is certainly too lewd for a public setting and bending forward in your seat so that they can catch a glimpse of your chest as you’re talking.
when you finally go back home, your beloved monster is fuming, sexually frustrated and ready to ravish you. they’re so much bigger and stronger than you so it’s easy for them to pick you up and throw you on the bed. they’re on you in an instant, their tentacles firmly pinning you down against the mattress.
“is this what you wanted? to tease me until i have to punish you?” they growl.
you shake your head in disagreement, all while knowing that both of you have agreed on a certain word that’ll stop everything if you truly don’t wish to continue. “it was just supposed to be a bit of fun! don’t punish me, i’m sorry!” you yelp.
“oh, you will be,” they snarl.
before you even know what’s happening, they cast a spell on you, a glowing brand in the shape of a heart appearing just above your pubic hair. the symbol warms your skin, the familiar heat of arousal settling between your legs.
“what the fuck did you do to me?!” you shriek.
“you’ll see,” they simply say, malice apparent in their voice. they bend down, smiling at you with their sharp teeth flashing in the dim light of your bedroom. they lick at your lips with their long, forked tongue, urging you to part them. the moment that you do, they plunge their tongue in, giving you a sloppy, wet kiss that makes you moan into their mouth.
your partner is blessed with both a pussy and a cock, and they intend to use you thoroughly to sate their every need. they press your head against the pillows and mount your face, and immediately you begin working them over, kissing and sucking their clit and occasionally teasing the opening of their pussy with your tongue as their heavy cock rests on your forehead, already leaking precum. their tentacles hold you down, immobilising you, rubbing every sensitive part of your body at once. they grind their hips and let out breathy, appreciative moans when you pleasure them with your mouth and soon enough, they whine in ecstasy and they squirt all over your face, drenching you in their juices.
they manhandle you into a mating press, first slipping their lubed fingers inside you, stretching your hole and preparing you for their cock. you’re already hoping for an orgasm as they split you open on their cock. after they’ve worked their cock into you fully, they ravage you fast and hard, panting in pleasure. all you can do is lay there wrapped up in tentacles, eagerly sucking on your fingers when they explore your mouth. you can feel your orgasm approaching fast, and just when you are about to fall over the edge, you… can’t. the pleasure keeps cresting, yes, but you cannot finish. you whimper in confusion and wiggle your hips although you cannot move much. your partner notices your distress and chuckles at your predicament.
“the spell i have cast makes it impossible for you to cum,” they explain. “you’ll only be allowed release if or when i decide that you’ve been punished enough.”
you howl when you slowly comprehend their words. “please no, please let me cum! agh- i’m sorry for teasing you! i’m sorry, fuck, please stop, release me!!” you beg but your pleas fall on deaf ears.
your monster’s cock still pounding at the sweetest of your spots and you’re sure that if they were to pull out, your hole would gape. their tentacles stroke you in a loving way that creates a sharp contrast to the rough fucking yet the pleasure they bring is unbearable.
it’s absolute hell, to be kept there with no release in sight while your darling beast uses you for all you’re worth. you can feel your hole throbbing, and you’re leaking everywhere, making such a mess of yourself. the torture is seemingly endless, and your partner ends up pumping load after load into your fluttering, denied hole. they kiss you again, all tongue and teeth, their unnaturally long tongue thrusting in and out of your mouth. it feels as if your lower body is on fire, and the unending stimulation has you constantly feeling like you’re ready to explode yet you can’t. your tummy bulges with both their thick cock and the amount of cum that your beast has spilled inside.
they’re not completely heartless, though, and eventually they release you from their spell.
they spoil you with countless orgasms until you’re drooling and your eyes lose focus, mercilessly ripping your pleasure from you.
when you’re done, they clean you up gently and offer you a snack and water, making sure you're okay. they wrap their arms and tentacles around you, holding you close to them as the both of you drift off to peaceful sleep.
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get me drunk and take me to your room. leave a glass of water and some ibuprofen on the nightstand, tell me to get some rest.
then wake me up by accidentally thrusting too hard, and cover mh mouth as soon as my eyes open. tell me to be quiet or you’ll hurt me. hurt me anyways, at first on accident with how hard you bite me, but start doing it on purpose since the noise I made was just so pretty, so pathetic, you can’t help but want to hear it again.
pound into me with your hand around my neck, watch how quickly i stop fighting when you start mumbling little praises in my ear. call me a good boy and tell me i’m such a sweet little thing for letting you have me- even though I had no choice- tell me how much of a slut i must be for you, follow it up with something possessive. tell me how i’m yours to use and breed.
listen to my little protests, begging you not to cum inside, but when you slap me and tears well up in my eyes, something switches inside my brain. you tell me again you’re gonna breed me, and i nod so eagerly, just begging for you to do it.
“please, please- ah! i want you to fill me up, please, ohgod- please fill me up, wanna be full-“
fuck your cum back into me because you can’t stop yet, not until i can’t do anything but whine and nod. clean me up a bit when you’re done with me, wrap your arms around my waist and call me a pretty little lamb while you hold me tight. fall asleep with me, thinking about all the other ways you’ll wreck me on the morning. and at the next party you host. and the one after that.
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