I’ve spent months tirelessly watching you, stalking your every move. After such a long time of watching you I decide that I need you, that you need to be mine. You lay down one night, thinking you’re going to sleep normally like every other night beforehand. At some point throughout the night you are randomly awoken, feeling like you’re being watched. As you open your eyes and sit up, you’re immediately shoved back down, a hand over your nose and mouth pinning you down to your bed. You try to scream, but your efforts are wasted breath. You see a masked face appear from the darkness and whisper into your ear “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this,” as a cold blade is pressed against your throat. I unzip my pants while you lay stiff in fear, I press my cock against the entrance of your hole and shove it inside. As my thrust build up with more and more desperation the blade digs deeper and deeper into your skin as I uncontrollably pound you. Groping your body and complimenting you the entire time, “you’re so perfect baby. You’re even more perfect this up close and personal.” You continue to lay tense in fear, unknowingly clenching harder around my cock. The pleasure is too much and I flood your pussy with cum, finally getting to cum inside of my perfect little prey. As I pull my cock out, cum dripping from your holes, I pick you up and say under my breath “You’re coming home with me babygirl.” You try to fight me, but as you feel something sharp pressed against your stomach, you are quickly reminded that you have no choice but to accept your fate. Accept that your life is changed as I shove you into the trunk of my car and I claim you as my little doll, my property forever.

Come here

That man you know in real life is not your boyfriend me from the schizophrenic abstractions of the Internet is intact your real boyfriend d

I knew it.