#tw kidnapping

[konigsblog]

kidnappers krueger sending videos of konig’s favorite girl being used and treated so roughly??

tw: non-con, kidnapping, bondage. 🔞

while he's away on deployment? he'll cry, he can't bear to see his favourite dumb girl be treated in such a disgusting, brutal manner. :(

könig is so gentle with his captive, while krueger is nothing but cruel and violent, degrading and humiliating. he finds a sick and perverted form of enjoyment and pleasure in treating you as if you're some kind of sex doll, manipulating your body into different positions, slapping his weed tip against your cunt again for another round while recording for könig.

he uses bondage to restrain you, while könig usually uses his bare hands to pin your wrists now, whispering sweet praise and apologies to you. now, under the control of krueger, you're gagged and bound, wrists tied together and your nipples sore from being toyed with. your eyes are wet from sobbing, krueger telling you to smile while he fucks you brutally, a tear rolling down your cheek slowly. each thrust is harsh, the head of his lengthy dick smacking against your cervix, bruising it with his pace.

oh god, könig is heartbroken seeing his angel be treated so inhumane, as if you're not worthy of respect.

fuck, as soon as he's home, he'll coddle you and won't let krueger near you for days, perhaps weeks, telling you how apologetic he is for leaving you alone in the presence of krueger without his protection, holding your tightly and watching you squirm when he touches your achingly sore cunt, admiring how ruined you are.

#orla speaks #könig x you #könig x reader #konig x you #konig x reader #konig x y/n #konig cod #konig call of duty #könig cod #könig call of duty #krueger x you #krueger x reader #cod krueger #sebastian krueger #krueger cod #krueger call of duty #könig x krueger #cod x reader #cod x reader smut #tw: non con #tw kidnapping

[oldfnaf]

Mangled by NateWantsToBattle Music Video

#ik this isn’t *ENTIRELY* fnaf but i just love this music video so much i had to gif it #nate’s music is so good it’s kinda crazy #2015 #gifs #fnaf nostalgia #old fnaf #old fnaf fandom #vintage fnaf #old internet #old youtube #youtube nostalgia #natewantstobattle #nathan sharp #matpat #game theory #tw blood #blood tw #tw kidnapping #kidnapping tw #(implied i guess?)

[whump-mania]

If you’re still taking requests: an oldie, but a goodie — Defiant Whumpee A is captured, but they take everything in stride, much to the Whumper’s frustration. Then, Whumper drags in Whumpee B (Whumpee A’s friend/family member/lover/etc) and suddenly, Whumpee A is singing a different tune…

(A whump classic!)

(TWs for blood, brief hand whump, cursing)

“Stop fucking moving!”

Whumper was fed up now. At first, the chase and the fight were enjoyable. They never liked things to be too easy. But with this one, Whumpee, it was teetering on infuriating.

“Make me!” Whumpee shouted, doing everything in their power to make Whumper’s task of tying their ankles together as difficult as possible.

“I’ll break your legs if I have to!” Whumper growled.

“Then do it! See if I care!” Whumpee bit back. There was nothing in their eyes that told Whumper they were backing down.

Plan B it was.

“I know where Caretaker is,” Whumper snarled, “and I’ll have them beaten and tortured in front of you if you don’t comply.”

Whumpee actually laughed.

“Bullshit! You don’t know where anyone is. You’re bluffing!” Whumpee punctuated their statement with a satisfying kick to Whumper’s nose. They beamed in satisfaction as Whumper grunted and held their now bleeding nose, sending a punishing glare Whumpee’s way. Finally, after sitting on their legs and knocking Whumpee’s head on the ground a few times, they got their ankles tied. They stood up and wiped blood from their nose.

“Fucking watch me.”

~

Until the next day, Whumpee fully believed that Whumper was lying about Caretaker. They barely knew anything about them. They couldn’t get to them, there was no way.

That was until Whumper dropped Caretaker, bound and bleeding and crying, at Whumpee’s feet.

Whumpee froze in shock for a moment before pulling at their restraints. “NO! LET THEM GO!” They screamed, terrified for Caretaker.

Whumper just walked up to Caretaker and stomped on their hand, causing Caretaker to scream through the gag they’d put on them.

“You just broke a rule,” Whumper said calmly. They knelt down and lifted Caretaker’s bloody face by the hair. “Anytime you lash out at me, disobey me, or disrespect me, I’ll make them pay for it.” Whumper dropped Caretaker’s head and stood over Whumpee.

“So what’s it going to be?”

Whumpee sobbed quietly. They couldn’t let them hurt Caretaker too. It couldn’t happen. Reluctantly, they moved into a kneeling position, just as Whumper had requested the day before.

Whumper grinned. “There you go.”

#whump #whump blog #whump community #whump writing #whump scenario #tw blood #tw kidnapping #tw cursing #tw hand whump #defiant whumpee

[gothghostiie]

BSAA reader getting kidnapped by Krauser, who brings you to Wesker. Wesker asks Krauser to stay and help with your "interrogation" after hours. They take you out of the holding cell and into the labs. They start out just trying to get information, but get more and more touchy, and Wesker starts threatening you with syringes while Krauser stands behind you and holds your arms. He messes around with a few different needles before picking one and injecting you with it. You start to panic and try to make them tell you what it was, but you barely get a few words out before you start to feel hot and now you're confused and not even fighting. Wesker comments on your behavior and brags that it wasn't a virus he gave you, that comes later. What he gave you now was an incredibly powerful aphrodisiac, and by the time he's done explaining, you're not even listening. You're grinding your ass against Krauser, who now has to hold you up to keep you from collapsing. They rip off your BSAA patches and then your clothes(Krauser uses his knife to cut your clothes off 😩), and the two of them take turns with you till you pass out

The next thing you know, you wake up with virus powers, in a bed in Wesker's quarters, Wesker in bed next to you and Krauser asleep in an armchair near the bed.

You send the BSAA your letter of resignation and a selfie of yourself wearing Wesker's shirt in bed with the two of them sleeping in the background

HELLO?????

#spirit submissions #gothghostiie #ask ghostiie #cw kidnapping #tw kidnapping #kidnapping #dubcon #cw dubcon #tw dubcon #albert wesker #resident evil #dead by daylight #wesker #dbd #albert wesker x reader #nsft #krauser #jack krauser #krauser x reader #jack krauser x reader #wesker x reader #ghostiie goes dark

[transcowgirlslut]

it's kind of bullshit that people will react with horror to me discussing my fantasies/kinks until i clarify I'm the sub in them. like even my therapist was all like "ohhh it's ok to want to hold power so long as it's consensual" and then clearly relaxed when I clarified I wanted to be the sub.

i love you everyone and with rape kinks, those who want to roleplay kidnapping and abusing someone, i love you i love you i love you. this ain't me fishing for a dom/me to be clear---you are VALUED as a person, outside of your sexual fantasies. I care about you and appreciate you, and there is nothing wrong or bad about you!!!!

#tw kidnapping #tw abuse mention #tw r@pe mention #i love you all

[danascullysjournal]

“Oh, Archivist.”

It’s finished! Nikola Orsinov kidnapping Jon sent me spiraling so I had to paint it. The horrors he endures😵‍💫🥺 poor Jon. I don’t think the creators meant to have the wax figures melting but that’s how it is in my head

Detail below:

#tma fanart #tma #tma podcast #the magnus archives #john sims #jonathan sims #nikola orsinov #the unknowing #the magnus institute #tw: horror #tw: kidnapping #tw horror #tw kidnapping #“they’re wax figures. but not the good kind. 😳😐 #jon sims #the eye

[fycoren]

wuh oh-

#ive been sitting on these so long #literally how did the devil himself bring back my like for whump?! #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #lucifer magne #whump art #whump #fycodraws #tw blood #tw injury #tw kidnapping #tw knife #lmk if im missing smthn #ichor got too fun to draw #dont think too much abt who's doing this bc i dunno #knife n situation are inspired by the scene in hb tho lol

[sibmakesart]

triggered from having his face covered

part 2

#sanji #chopper #nami #zoro #luffy #art #artists on tumblr #digital art #op #one piece #sanji vinsmoke #roronoa zoro #monkey d luffy #mugiwara no luffy #mugiwara crew #nakama #tw blood #tw tied up #tw kidnapping

[ickythoughtsposts]

CW: kidnapping, cnc, cockwarming, forced pleasure

A captor forcing his victim to cockwarm him.Stolen away to a hideout he had prepared for her, her heart pounding loudly at the fear of being trapped with this stranger who had watched her greedily all day as if in ownership. As night falls, he finally approaches, his massive frame towering over her small body. He trails a finger slowly down her body to inspect her pretty little cunt, circling around her clit before slipping slightly inside to stroke her small opening. He smiled in pleasure as her warm channel squeezed his finger tightly in an attempt to expel him, the quiet whimper she let out caused him to harden further. Finally he tells her she will cockwarm him, her mind already blank in shock at the size of his monstrous cock.

He sits and slowly pulls her closer until she is perched over the top of his cock, fear and disbelief building at the situation she found herself in. The blunt tip of his gigantic cock nudging against her small hole. He smiles at the visual of his fat cock notching against her small pink pussy. “You’re going to take me deep inside you, and sit prettily while you get used to having something so big inside.” She shook her head in panic, even as her body betrayed her and she felt the wetness growing between her thighs.

He gently pulled down her hips, forcing her to begin sinking onto his thick cock. She whimpered quietly as she struggled to fit him in. He stroked her back in reassurance even as he forced her to continue accepting his tremendous girth, “shhh little one. It’s ok. You’re taking it so well.” He watched her calmly as she squirmed and cried, “It’s too much! Please we have to stop.” “Its ok” he repeated as she sunk further, stretched tightly, “It’s not all the way in yet. You’ve got such a perfect pussy, you can take all of it. I know you can”. A single tear escaped as he continued to advance. To take and fill. To possess. Holding her tightly in place so that she couldn’t move away from his invasion. He felt her pussy flutter in desperation, “breathe, little one, breathe for me”. She gasped in air as he continued to work his way into her body.

“Such a good girl taking daddy’s cock deep inside”, she whined long and low. “Shhhh, you’re doing so good. So pretty for me”. He watched with a possessive glint in his eye as she struggled to accomodate the thick intrusion. She let out small gasping sounds as more and more of his cock was forced into her. “Thats right, sit nicely while Daddy fills your sweet cunt” he whispered. She felt as full as she could possibly get when he paused in bringing their hips together. She mistakenly believed this was the end, that she had taken his full cock - she sobbed once, reluctantly sagging in relief against his body. He stroked her back, her hips, comforting her where she lay against his wide chest. “You’re so beautiful like this, little one.” He reached a hand between them to lightly stroke where she was stretched widely around him. She shivered at the sensation. “A bit more now sweetheart, then you can relax here while you keep Daddy nice and warm”. She tensed at learning she had yet to take his full length.

His large hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her down while he thrust upward, forcing his cock through her small opening. Until she was fully seated. She felt impossibly stretched and full, violated and overwhelmed, the uncomfortable pressure deep inside where his cock brushed her cervix with every adjustment of their bodies. “Youre doing so good, sweetheart. Such a good girl, taking Daddy so deep.” She let out an involuntary whimper at the overwhelming fullness. Her distress only caused him to harden more.

He reached around their bodies, stroking a single finger gently across her clit causing her body to jerk in reaction. A gasp escaped her lips at the combination of pleasure with pain. The dual sensations overwhelmed, making her whimper and tense up. Tensing up made the paint deep inside increase, and she cried out. “Fuck, I love that sound. It’ll be ok little one.” That single finger returned to circle her sensitive nub with continuous strokes causing her to rhythmically tighten around his shaft.

“Daddy is going to pet this sweet little clit until you feel all better”. She felt her wetness grow despite the violation of her small hole and how he was wedged deeply inside her. Her mind rebelled at the knowledge that he was going to force her to come around his massive cock. “No, no, no, no. Please stop” “you have to come little one, this is how we train your sweet cunt to get used to being filled with Daddy’s cock”.

Her hips began to rock involuntarily, sending shoots of pain as her cervix was abused by the friction. His large hands clamped down on her hips, forcing her to remain still. “Sit pretty, my little doll. Squeeze that tight cunt around my cock like a good girl. Just like that” She struggled against the invasion this stranger was forcing on her body and her mind. He pinched her clit gently, “such a good girl letting Daddy play with your wet little clit. A little more sweetheart” he added while continuing to stroke her without reprieve. Despite her reluctance and the way she was stretched wide around his giant cock, she felt herself begin to come, pulsing wildly. She gasped as the forced pleasure blended with the pain and nearly overwhelmed her senses.

He patiently stroked her through the orgasm, then cuddled her against his chest, muddling her mind when it wanted to rebel, to forget. But the way he was still deeply embedded in her forced her mind to where they were still joined. “There you go little one, so good for Daddy.” She whimpered lightly in a daze when he thrust briefly up into her. Despite the fact that all she had done was sit andwarm his cock, she new she would be sore tomorrow from his massive size. “Soon you’ll be ready for Daddy to fuck you and ruin your pretty little cunt. Tonight you’ll keep me buried deep inside all night and in the morning you’ll be all ready.” Her mind blanked at realizing she’d get no relief despite the soreness between her thighs, that she’d be stretched wide all night long. His hand snaked down her body to her puffy clit once again. “Show Daddy how prettily you come again, ok princess?”

#cnc k!nk #soft cnc #rough daddy #size k!nk #size k1nk #cnc kidnapping #rough cnc #bd/sm kink #kidnap roleplay #kidnap fantasy #tw kidnapping #bd/sm slave #bd/sm daddy

[getodrools]

warnings. yan! true form sukuna, implied non/dub con: ( forced marriage and pregnancy ), kidnapping.

All of them looked at you.

You recognized those faces. And you tried to hide from them behind the mighty stature built of an abundance of muscles and cursed energy…

But, all of those familiar faces contorted differently, some not knowing how to react; some gaped wide as others felt pity when you were shoved in front of the king by those large hands you grew to loathe.

That cruel and selfish thing held a wide wry smirk as your body — so frail, yet heavy with a large bump wobbled embarrassingly and tired ahead… You couldn't bear to lift your crown to confront them, too mortified. Yet, they couldn't see that attempt, you only looked too weak to try in their eyes…

You felt it in your heart, deep down they had a sense — they knew what was going to happen soon as he left with you.

As much as they forever wished for your safety and honored your valor of vengeance, carrying on your name as the savior when Sukuna swore he'd seize havoc if he got what he wanted — to marry you and earn an heir, he'd settle with leaving all merciful. Leaving behind the chaos he caused and settling far from their territory with the only promise of you.

You remember that very doomsday when he held you with two bloodstained arms — blood of your own comrades who fought with all their might… weak legs dangling in the smokey air as flames erupted from buildings and screams begrudged through the entire city, you remember scraping at the tough skin, seemingly unbreakable, but in hopes he'd release you, you tried unduly before you could end up with no head… But fighting with the last of your might, you swear to this day you could still feel that very cruel squeeze to your sides as he stalked the others with ease, cursing a promise out you had never expected to hear, truthfully.

Almost all warfare seized. They all looked just as disgusted as they do now, just how they were watching the way you shivered when Sukuna’s leather-like tongue lapped over your neck to the whole side of your face as he panted out those very words you toss and turn from every night,

“Take too long to give an answer, I’ll kill another. Or, I will set ablaze to everyone if you don't.”

There was no winning.

Leaving with you far beyond the horizon and years to come, the people you once called family and friends were never to be seen again.

Sukuna wasn't as surprised as they were once they found his concealed empire plagued with cursed energy. He didn't even care, he already got what he wanted and they couldn't do a single thing about it. They knew that very well too.

Especially seeing how you lived now.

They tried to prepare themselves though, knowing his ruthless acts were to be brought upon you once you agreed — you didn't need to, but for the sake of countless lives and for the ones you cherished, you sacrificed yourself, a single life, to him without thought, and now you harbor a dreadful wedlock and bear a child.

Yuji’s face was the worst. He felt disgust and outrage – you poor thing. He couldn't imagine what you've gone through, especially now as you carried a half-being inside of you. Something mixed with the King of curses genes brewing into something undoubtedly revolting, something he couldn't conjecture how you had to submit to such monstrosity to get this far…

Megumi steps back, “Y/n…” You flinch. You haven't heard your name in years, only the title of being Sukuna’s wife dug a deep scar into the tissue of your brain.

Even the other members flinch.

But now, they had their eyes on you for long enough and Sukuna grabs your shoulder to reer you behind him again, right where you belonged.

“Interesting seeing you all.” The king stood tall; a pair of strong arms crossed over his chest as the others waved around smugly.

They knew his strength and didn't want to erase all the disarray you've went through to save them once, so they stepped back, cursing themselves as they did. Crossing boundaries they never thought they'd see, Sukuna knew it would be idiotic for them to waste your life if they dared to overstep it.

They couldn't do that to you.

Waving them off, “She's expected soon,” Ryōmen smacks his lips, keeping his chin up high and all eyes low as if he wasn't already towering over them, “Once that's out, she’ll be busy on the next – as promised.” You shiver, huddling behind the only thing you grew to get used to — so to speak, forced to.

Clinging to his side, you barely peek through his arms to catch their faces once again, but oh, how much you've missed them… Too repentant, weary eyes only tremble at the floor they creaked on, and the further they got, the longing to run alongside them and to be free worsened…

You squeeze your belly.

Shoving your ridden face into his naked back as your husband continued threatening them with your life, you remind yourself this was worth saving them… even if…

… You still needed to give him five more.

PINNED ・ JJK MASTERLIST ・ RYŌMEN SUKUNA

#🌐 𝐿𝒜𝒱𝐼𝐼 𝒲𝑅𝐼𝒯𝐸𝒮! #ᝰ ryomen sukuna! #yandere sukuna #sukuna x reader #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk smut #sukuna smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk sukuna #ryomen sukuna #jjk yandere #tw yandere #tw pregnancy #tw non con #tw forced marriage #tw dub con #tw kidnapping

[the-alpine-glow]

i’m not good but i can learn 🥺

#196 #r196 #rule #/r/196 #r/196 #shitpost #shitposting #bottomposting #tw kidnapping

[master-xochimilli]

I want to kidnap and tie up my boy, stuff his mouth with his soaking panties so he can't scream as I take him away. Tell him he's mine and only mine forever as I collar him up, scratch my name into every single one of his limbs, make him only see me

Fuck him until he's unconscious, pump his holes full of my cum, make him only want me, need me, love me. I'll keep him forever as my beloved pet, my beloved boy until I'm his entire world, his shining light and god

#xochimilli writes #fun thing I found in my drafts from october!!! #ftm dom #ftm top #bd/sm pet #bd/sm kink #ftm nsft #t4t nsft #bd/sm master #t4t mlm #cnc kidnapping #cnc ns/fw #queer nsft #ftm bottom #ftm sub #tw kidnapping #cnc k!nk #kidnap fantasy #religious kink #heirophilia #ftm ns/fw #trans nsft #ftm t4t #petpl@y #petpl4y #puppy sub #bd/sm puppy #possessive #ownership kink #possesive love

[incorrectbatfam]

Robin!Dick: Bruce, can I walk to the park?

Bruce: Well, let's see. If a stranger asks you to get in their van, would you?

Dick: Absolutely, I love meeting new people.

Bruce: No, you don't get in the van.

Dick: Okay, I won't.

Bruce: What if they have candy?

Dick: Now I'm getting in, I love candy.

Bruce: No, you don't get in.

Dick: But they have candy, come on!

Bruce: You don't get in!

Dick: Fine, I won't.

Bruce: What if they say, "But I know your dad."

Dick: Then I'm getting in. That's family.

Bruce: No, they're lying.

Dick: That liar!

Bruce: What if they have a puppy?

Dick: I'm getting in.

Bruce: No, you still don't get in.

Dick: Okay, no problem.

Bruce: What if they offer you money?

Dick: I'm in there!

Bruce: No!

Dick: No?

Bruce: No!

Dick: Okay.

Bruce: What if they say they'll take you to the toy store?

Dick: Scoot over, I'm getting in!

Bruce: No!

Dick: I'm staying out. I'm not getting in the van.

Bruce: No, you can't go to the park.

Dick: I don't even wanna go anymore.

Bruce: Okay.

Dick: I wanna get in that stranger's van. They got fucking puppies and candy.

#source: tiktok #dick grayson #nightwing #robin #bruce wayne #batman #batfamily #batfam #batboys #batbros #batkids #batsiblings #batman family #incorrect batfamily quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect dc quotes #dc comics #tw swearing #tw kidnapping #tw food mention

[konigsblog]

If reader were to play into exactly what kidnapper Konig wanted, would he become softer at all?

tw: kidnapping. dead dove: do not eat. MDNI 18+

definitely :( all he wants from his beloved captive is for you to feel the same, for you to accept his care, to no longer struggle and fight against his devotion towards you.

instead of locking you down in the cold, dirty and terrifying basement, without human interaction, without the comfort of his strong arms, he'll instead keep you upstairs by his side, a collar around your neck, his burly and large body pressed against yours.

like i've mentioned before, kidnapper-könig wants you to be completely dependent on him. he doesn't enjoy seeing you capable of taking care of yourself, that's what he's here for, to take care of you, to worship you. you belong on the leash, but he will no longer keep you in the dog cage, or allow you to sleep in the puppy bed. you sleep beside him — as if you're equal to him: a human. despite this, he doesn't want you to get too confident and bold — you're still nothing but a plaything for könig to take care of.

he'll bathe you, wash your hair and kiss your forehead. he'll hold you, spoon-feed you. again, you're ordered to not speak unless spoken to. if he thinks you need something, he'll give it to you, you just keep that pretty mouth shut and obey him, yeah?

#orla speaks #tw kidnapping #dead dove do not eat #dead dove fic #könig x you #könig x reader #könig x y/n #konig x you #konig x reader #konig x y/n #konig cod #konig call of duty #konig modern warfare #konig mw2 #konig mwii #konig smut

[bachibabe]

— 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫 ♡

synopsis: oh no! what is a cursed spirit supposed to do when he gains interest in a mortal girl? probably not make sex dolls of her, kidnap her, then fuck her until she breaks. but no one told him that!

𖦹₊┆ mahito x fem! reader

𖦹₊┆ wc: 4.5k

𖦹₊┆ warnings: noncon, dubcon, kidnapping, sex doll, cruel and unusual punishment, mindbreak, fear play, blood, biting, marking, minimal prep, cervix bruising, dehumanization (?), creampie, mahito is gross, referring to the sex doll as if it was a real person

𖦹₊┆ notes: the fic ive been writing on and off for a month… she is my baby… i have birthed her. please please please read the warnings and enjoy <33 kms if this doesn’t show up in tags

18+ → minors / blank blogs dni

Creak.

Footsteps. Footsteps right in front of you. Right in front of your safe haven.

Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Please keep walking. Please. If there’s any god out there please make him keep walking.

Bang.

His fist hits the desk right above your head. Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Why the fuck did you even hide? It was dumb. So dumb. You can’t get away. Maybe if you ran, kept running forever you could get away. But you can't. Not anymore. It’s too late for any of that.

“There you are, pretty doll.” His sick smile is all you see as he leans down, coming into view. He’s crazy. He’s fucking crazy. You know that. You do.

You knew from the moment he knocked on your door in the middle of the night. Practically buzzing as he rocked on his heels. His speech was slurred, manic. He’s never spoken like that before. So. . . so crazy.

You tried to be polite, you really did. You tried to make small talk, to politely excuse yourself even though your hands were shaking.

You tried to close the door on him but it just wouldn’t shut as he kept rambling. His foot shoved in the way, preventing your escape. His dirty fucking sneakers– god even now you remember them so clearly. You remember so many things you wish you didn’t.

How he fucking smiled when you looked back up at him.

It makes your stomach churn to think about it now.

You remember clearly how he grabbed you. He forced his way inside, slowly backing you against the wall. You remember how he grabbed your wrists, talked about how tiny they were in his hands. Showed you only a moment of warmth before harshly biting into the skin, red rising to the surface, coating his tongue. A sound of pain was retched from your throat, trying to pull away while his grip only got tighter. His hips forced you into the wall, trapping you. Keeping you as prey.

He said you taste delicious.

It fucking echos in your head. Makes you go insane with how it repeats over and over again. Exactly how he said the words. The lilt in his tone, the smile that made him look like he just saw the face of god. How excited he sounded at the first taste of blood.

The way you could tell that he craved more.

Craved everything you had to give.

You didn’t think demons were real before that night. Ghosts, angels– anything that goes bump in the night was just a figment of one's imagination. Maybe hallucinations. But this, this was real. How you wish this was all just some stupid hallucination.

Nothing is paranormal before you face the devil himself.

Nothing is more terrifying than when the devil wants you.

You learned that that night.

He dragged you next door, throwing you to the ground. He looked like a shadow, only a silhouette as he stood in the doorway. The moon casting a glow from behind him. You couldn't see his face, none of it was legible as you scrambled backwards. Trying, trying so desperately to put some space between yourself and the beast.

His shoulders heaved as he panted. Like a fucking monser that just got his kill.

He had.

He closed the doors. Locked them with what felt like a million keys. He started fucking giggling. Giggling like a goddamn lunatic as his demeanor changed completely. He was smiling like an innocent little kid. He was happy. The happiest you had ever seen a person before.

“Ahhh~” He sighed, glee laced in his all too cheery tone. It was like nails on a chalkboard. Speaking, churning in your ears so it's all you can hear. It mocks you. Mocks your very being. Mocks you for trying to live a normal life away from him.

You remember how he clung to you that night as you sobbed. Whining about how you shouldnt be sad, that you were home now. He’d coo, playing with your hair as he tried to ‘soothe’ your trembling body. His arms wrapped around you in a vice. It felt like he was choking the air out of your lungs.

Maybe he was trying, maybe he wanted you dead. You really had no clue. You just wanted to get away– be as far away from him as you could. You’d do anything, you told him as much. Change your name, leave the country. You promised you wouldn’t tell anybody! You would tell him anything if it meant you could leave.

But he kept you in place. Tucked in his arms. His entire body wrapped around yours, keeping you close. Keeping his face nuzzled into your neck. Smelling you. Smelling your fear.

He loves that smell.

If you let him he would breathe it in all the time, treating it as the very thing that keeps him alive. Well, until you die anyway. But he knows that won't be anytime soon! You’re strong. You're tenacious. He knows you are. You’ve dealt with so much in your life, you can deal with him too. He just knows it.

He wonders what all of your other emotions smell like.

Hmm.. What about love? That would be an interesting smell. Maybe it would be sweet like honey? Maybe bitter like chocolate… Humans are so interesting. They're so fun.

You are especially. And he knows you’ll like him too. He’s sure of it as you finally tire yourself out, falling asleep on his beat up mattress. Mmhmm crying for hours must really hurt your soul. Poor thing. He would fix it. Fix you up all nice and pretty. Yeah, he knows just how to. His pretty experiment.

Well, he thinks that’s all you are. A nice human experiment for him to play with. To learn everything about. Learn what makes them tick, what makes them laugh, what makes them cry. Kenjaku told him as much. He could keep a little human as a pet, dispose of them when necessary. But… he doesn’t want to let you go! Just the thought makes him want to cry!

You are already better than he ever imagined!

Bang.

The chair blocking your body is thrown back, assaulting the wall with a deafening crash. Your hands come up, covering your ears. Shit Shit Shit! Fuck, what are you going to do, what are you going to do?! Your body forces itself as far as it can into the corner of the desk. All you can hear, all you can think about is the sound of your heartbeat ringing in your ears.

Why are you so dumb?! You knew you couldn’t win! You never win any of his games!

He squats in front of you, blocking your only means of escape. You hear him, watch him inhale deep before letting out a sick laugh. One that makes you want to cry. One that makes you feel like trying to run– trying to hide is useless. Maybe it is. You don’t see how you could possibly get away.

The pictures covering his walls tell you everything you need to know.

“Found you.” He smiles, crawling towards your body, crawling towards your last bit of safety. He looks like a monster– he is a monster. He can’t be human. He can’t. You refuse to believe it. Your legs kick, they try to get away. They try to be your last line of defense but his face only shows that of an owner looking at a puppy having a fit. He looks so fond of you.

You want to scream.

He grabs your ankle. It hurts. Everything hurts. You should’ve become numb at this point, you wish you had. You feel your body slip out from under the desk, dragged against the hard floor. Pick you up with ease, lay you down in his bed. His gross disgusting bed.

He pouts. He fucking pouts at you. Sits in front of you.

“Don't tell me you’re jealous.” His frowns, tilting his head at you. “I didn't mean to make you! I swear! I just wanted to show you. How much I love you…how good I could make my pretty doll feel.” You could never be jealous. Not of anything involving him.

Especially not involving the putrid fucking sex doll that lays next to you in bed.

How he fucked it last night, making you watch. Made you hold his hand while he thrust into the thing. Made you cup his face as he came inside.

“How I’ve been practicing just for you.” He coos, a smile gracing his lips as he moves to his knees, crawling towards you in the bed. “Humans are hard to understand…And I really just can’t wait for you any longer.”

You don’t hear his words. Your eyes fixated on the doll that looks just like you. Every freckle the same, every mole. Every fucking tiny detail mirrored yours in a lifeless, hollow core made of silicon. Filled up with his cum. You don’t want to think about how many times he’s fucked it. How many times he’s pretended having sex with you while holding it close. How much he had to have spent to get such a thing.

How deep whatever he feels for you runs.

You swear it probably coats his veins. Running under every inch of this skin. Giving it color. Giving it life. It's all you’re able to think about when he leaves you alone in the apartments. It’s hard for you to swallow. To believe for yourself. You wish it is a lie.

You let him get close. You let him into your bubble for only a second. You allow his face into your neck. Biting your skin, drawing blood once again. He loves the taste. You think he's probably obsessed with it. You wanted to recoil away, disgusted with how he hums, lapping at the skin. But you don’t. You need to let him have this. Even if it's just for a second.

You close your eyes tight. You feel him relax. He thinks you’re giving in. You know he does. You can do this. You can do this. You may have only made this decision a moment ago as you stared at the doll, but you had to do this. You had to do it for yourself. It may be the last chance you get. You can’t stop fighting.

You can do this. You can do this.

The mantra chants over and over again in your head like a prayer. You feel his hand reach up, covering your clothed breast with his palm. Massaging it carelessly, without any thought or respect for you. In his head you’re probably the same as that fucking sex doll.

Your knee shoots up. Right into his crotch. Right where it hurts the most. Your hands shove him with all the strength in your body, getting him off of you. Getting him away for only a moment while he recovers. Maybe. Maybe you can make it out of the door. Or maybe you can make it to the bathroom and lock yourself inside. Maybe you have a chance. Just maybe.

Your body scrambles off of the bed, moving faster than you ever thought was possible. You race towards the door, arm reaching out for the handle. You’re so close. You’re almost there. You’re almost able to get away.

Freedom is within your grasp, it's so close you can taste it. He forgot to lock the door, you know he did. You didn't hear any of them click back in place when he came inside. He was too caught up in the moment with trying to find you. If you make it there then maybe, just maybe you can get outside. Run as fast and as far away as you can. Call the police and escape from him. Spread the wings he’s tried to clip.

You land flat on your face.

Not even your arms are able to cushion your fall.

A stitched hand wraps around your ankle, pulling you, dragging you again. Backwards. Back into the cage. Back to him. His chest heaves. His shoulders hunch. He looks disheveled. Crazed.

He has that fucking smile plastered on his face.

“I love it when you run. It's so pretty.” He giggles, “You know me so well.”

You kick at him, thrash your body as he pulls you closer and closer. “Get the fuck away from me!” You yell, though it falls on deaf ears. All the strength in your body is being used to get away. To try and escape from him. He can’t be human. He’s too strong. Even with your struggle he still lifts you easily, like you’re just some fucking little kid having a temper tantrem.

“I’ve been so patient…” He sighs, placing– rather, forcing you onto the edge of the bed. Your knees on the floor as your torso is pressed against the mattress. Your arms pinned behind your back with one of his hands. Your hips pinned in place with his own. You can feel his cock against you. He’s hard. “I really am patient, you know?”

He hums, gently rocking his hips against you. His entire length pressed against your cunt. Taunting you. Words are not needed for you to know what’s to come. “It’s really too bad you know? I’ve run out.”

The simple statement makes your blood run cold.

“I’ve been so gentle…so caring…” He purrs, forcing his sweatpants down his legs. Just enough for his cock to spring free. Just enough for him to be able to stroke himself. For him to press the fat head where he wants– no, no. Needs to be. “I’ve really been trying my best to be good for you.”

You wish you could see. You wish you could see everything– exactly what he is doing. What he is planning to do to your wrecked frame. If, if everything wasn’t such a surprise then maybe… maybe you could make it a little better. But like this… you’re helpless. You’re trapped. You hate it. You can’t stand it. You wish you still had more tears left to cry. But you know it’s over. You can’t do anything now.

Exactly how he wants it– wants you.

You feel him stop moving, an excited gasp resonating from his throat. His entire presence changes in a flash, giddiness taking him over as the cogs in his brain turn. Making his own story, his own reality changing all over again. “Unless, you don't want me to be good for you? You want me to take what I want? That’s why you’ve been trying to run and hide?”

His frame towers over yours, his full weight pressing against your back forcing you deeper into the bed as he mumbles into your ear. “All you had to do was say so~ ♡”

All you can do is whimper in response. Whimper like a wounded animal that's been forced to accept their fate. Your head is blank, devoid of all thoughts and feelings. There is nothing. Nothing you can do.

Maybe he’s right.

Maybe a small part of you does like it. Who knows. You certainly don’t.

He blows gently on your ear, teasing you before he leans back. Your bottoms are forced down, exposing your cunt to the entire room. You can feel him practically buzzing with excitement. With some sick pleasure found deep within his gut.

“So pretty!” He whines, spreading your cheeks to get a full view of your pretty little cunt. You hate that you’re already wet. You hate that the feeling of his cock did it to you just moments before. You hate that he can see it. You hate the way pride bubbles up in his gut. The way you can hear him lick his lips like a starved man.

Hate what the other little voice is saying inside of your head. Hate that even maybe a little bit of your soul wants to feel him. The quiet fucked up voice that you always try to scilence.

“Mm… I wanna taste you so bad but… I really can’t wait anymore… what am I supposed to do!!” You can practically hear the pout plastered on his lips. “Ah~”

The fat head of his cock finds its way back to your cunt, dragging itself up and down your lips. Milking every last bit of wetness out of your hole. Your nails dig into your own hands— maybe his. It’s hard to tell where you stop and he begins. When he’s this close it’s hard to tell much of anything.

“We have forever together don’t we?” He chuckles, his head stopping at your unprepped little hole. Attempting to push into it with just enough pressure to have you squirm. Have you bite down on the sheet to silence any sounds that might try to come through. “We can try out all sorts of fun things together~”

His thumb aids as he tries to push the head of his cock inside. Prodding, trying to force his way inside without a care in the world for how it might hurt. How it might feel for you. He’s too big— you’re, you’re too tight. You can’t take it! It won’t fit you just, just!

“Mmmm!!” A muffled cry breaks free from your throat as the head of his cock buries itself in your cunt. Your ears ring, pain taking over your senses as he lets out a mouth watering, near pornographic moan from above you.

His grip on your wrists tighten, eyes staring at where he’s fucked himself into you. Wow~ it’s so pretty. He never expected a human to feel this good! It’s incredible! Magnificent! And this is just the first inch of him? Oh my… he can only imagine what bottoming out with feel like— how it will feel when his cock is pressed against your cervi—

Wait wait!! He’s getting ahead of himself again. A gasp leaves his throat as he pulls out, a muffled whine leaving your own. Your hole clenches around nothing. What a cute little thing! It’s calling him back in!! He knew you wanted this, he knows all about you huh?

He drags his cock back and forth through your lips again, red mixing in with the pretty white. He dips his cock head over and over again into your entrance, thrusting himself deeper and deeper every time. Stretching you just perfectly around his length.

Hmm, humans like prep right? He figures that this is close enough. His doll doesn’t need it. She just takes him right away— someday you’ll be the same! He just needs to break you in! But until then, he needs to savor this… who knows when you might come around again?

Mmm… you’re too mean to him. Yeah, that’s all it is.

Ah, it’s too bad he’s too lost to notice you’re already falling apart. Your back is arching on its own. Working without permission to give him a better angle. Your hips bucking, leaning back ever so slightly as he presses into your cunt. Urging him just a little deeper. Your pussy is too wet to think about anything, your head in a daze as he teases you, taunts you relentlessly.

You don’t want this— at least you think you don’t. But, it’s so hard to know what you really want when you’re head gets like this. When it’s actually feeling good. When the pleasure mixes with pain to concoct something dangerous. Something that makes you unsure of anything really. Maybe you’re dumb, maybe you’re stupid. Yeah. You probably are. But that’s okay. He likes that.

He likes you.

He slides his cock inside of your hole, his hand moving to your ass as thrusts his hips. Forcing his cock deeper and deeper with each stroke. Your walls clenching around every inch that pushes its way inside. God, you’ve never felt so full. You’ve never felt anything like this. Anything like his cock, anything like him.

Whimpers, whines, all sorts of sounds escape your throat as you let him do what he pleases. Give into whatever twisted pleasure is being given to you. It’s hard to stop them when he’s even louder— panting like a fucking dog as he feels you. Feels every inch of you. Makes you two become one.

He fucks into you so hard it hurts. So hard that your entire body is being pushed into the bed, spine curving up to meet him with every demonic thrust of his hips. Every time the skin of his thighs meets your ass, every time the head of his cock meets with your cervix, pain racks through your body. You can’t take it. You feel like you’re going crazy. You feel like you’re the insane one.

The sound of skin against skin penetrating the sound of your ears like some sort of sick, twisted song. A song he plays so well. One you don’t want him to stop. No matter how much it hurts, how it stings you, you just can’t find it in yourself to push him away. His moans feel like a siren’s voice, luring you closer and closer, pushing you so close to the edge.

“Why’s she so mean!” He whines, his thrusts frantic and hurried. Only caring for his own pleasure, only caring about him. “Won’t let me in any deeper doll! Can you believe that?” He groans, pressing his cock so hard against your cervix you nearly scream in pain. Your body thrashes, trying to get away from the sensation.

He shushes you quietly, leaning his torso against your back as he coos. “Shh… shh… it’s okay… we won’t try that today okay? Must be too much for you… poor thing.” His hips relent, slowly rocking into your battered cunt to give you a little bit of a break. To rest before the main event.

You want to cringe at how wet you sound, how messy you’ve become due to his cock and his cock alone. How greedily your pussy takes him, urging him back with every thrust. Wanting it. Wanting him.

You see his arm reach past your head, grabbing onto your mimics hair. Pulling the doll closer. Holding its head so it’s staring right into your eyes. It’s so lifeless. So hollow.

“It’s okay.” You can hear the smile in his voice. “Someday you’ll take me just like she can, yeah? You’ll be sooo~ good for me.” His hips start to pick up their pace again, thighs slapping against your ass so hard you might see stars. So hard you actually want to listen to him.

“I had to break her in too, real good.” He pants out, loosing himself in the feeling of your tight, warm walls.

You flinch away. You can’t look at it anymore. Can’t look at a face that is exactly your own yet so cold and distant. So lost. Used for months on end. Maybe a little sense comes back to you, a small part of reality seeping back into your skull.

He tsks. Fucking tsks and shakes his head in disappointment. “That won’t do… I need my girls to like each other…” He grabs your jaw, forcing you to look up at the thing. The creature with your hair and eyes.

“Kiss it.” His voice changes in a second, morphing into something commanding. Something scary. Fuck reality. Living in whatever dream you’ve created for yourself is better. Better than facing this. You don’t want to disobey. You want to listen, want him to let you cum. Maybe want his praise, even if it’s just a little.

Your lips meet with the cold, lifeless silicon. Tasting whatever disgusting leftover cum can be found on its lips. He pushes the head against your lips, forcing you to lick your tongue inside. “Adorable!!”

He likes it. He likes it too much. You can tell.

Tell by the way his hips pick up speed, forcing your used hole to take him over and over again. Forcing you to accept him into your body. Forcing you to fall for his cock. Make sure no one else will ever be able to use it. Use you like the way he wants to.

Can tell by the way his cock twitches, his thrusts becoming sloppy. His pace completely out the window as he searches for nothing but his own release.

Maybe you like it too. Like the way his cum tastes. Like the way he took this, took all of you for himself. All of you flesh as his. The coil tightens in your stomach, white specks start to form behind your eyelids. You’re close, too fucking close you just can’t take it anymore.

A loud moan leaves your lips, muffled by the silicon held against your mouth. Waves of pleasure crashing through your frame like a tidal wave of ecstasy as white paints the inside of your walls. Ears ringing, vision gone white as endorphins fill your brain making you forget— forget everything about this moment. How fucked up it is. How you want more.

Your walls clamp around his cock as it jerks in your cunt, milking every last drop of cum from him. Filling you up until you’re full. Until you can’t think anymore. Until you’re so tired you just want to collapse.

He drops the doll letting you pull your head back to finally be able to breathe again fully. Your frame slumps against the bed. Tired. Drained of everything it has to give.

He slowly pulls out of your abused little hole, watching the way it flutters around nothing. Watching the white mixed with red slowly drip out of it onto the rug. “Humans are such incredible little things…”

He smiles, shallowly dipping a finger inside your hole before popping it in his mouth. Just a little taste. “You did so good doll…” He pets your hair, gives you some sort of comfort after everything he’s done. It’s the least you deserve.

He moves your body into the bed with ease, pulling a blanket over your shaking form. A nap would be good right now. It’s always good to give humans at least one nap a day! Mhmm… and you seem like you could use one.

He moves behind you, wrapping an arm around your body from behind. Pulling you close to his chest. Making no mind to fix your clothes. This is good. This is right. It’s how it’s always supposed to have been!! Ah, and now he has all the time to make you understand that too. He’s so lucky. So lucky to have found such a good human.

“Night night dolly…” He whispers in your ear, brushing your hair gently. Coaxing you to sleep. “Let’s have a great day tomorrow too, yeah?”

Right. Cause this is forever. ♡

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