LoopyLorax

Part 2 Monster in the woods

Those words should have halted any movement, take me? Harder? I start banging my hands on his strong back, no give, did he even feel this? If he does, he never acknowledges it. I feel his head shift towards me and he take a deep breath in. My pussy clenches, what is he doing???

"Little doll, you smell so sweet, I can't wait"

Before I could question what he meant or what he was waiting for, a sea of grass engulfed my body. My air comes out of me with a shock. I go to turn around or anything, but his hand slams my chest down on the floor, keeping me in place, and another reaches for the heart i offered earlier. His hand grabs it in a fist, almost fully covering it. He lifts it above his head, opening his jaw widely. He drops it in, swallowing it whole. Oh.

His arm reaches back down, tearing my dressing down my body. I scream and resume, kicking and screaming. What have I done?

He chuckles loudly this time, "You are running little doll, but your body is smelling so sweet for me"

He's right, I can feel my thighs becoming slippery, and I know i gave him my soul, but this is wrong. He is....I dont know what he is, but I dont know him or what he is, and of course I've fucked but that was such a sweet boy I had a crush on. This is a creature, a man, a beast.

His hand keeps me pinned while he rips off my panties. Then, spreads my legs wide. Im frozen, I can't breathe. "Please" I say in a small voice.

"Oh my precious, such a pink greedy cunt." His eyes looked glazed over and like he can't even hear me. His head dives down the next second. I scream when his wet tongue slaps against my clit. Im so sensitive. My legs are trying to push him away, getting away from the overwhelming sensation. Both of his hands grab my waist and flip me on my stomach. He pushes me into a kneeling position, grabs my hands behind my back and goes back to assaulting my pussy with his tongue.

I cant move, im stuck in this position. The shadow man feels way larger than before. My moans are loud and im grinding nonstop on his face.

"Cum for me little doll, show me who your owner is"

I break against his mouth at his words. Toes curling and thighs, locking his head against me. The pleasure shooting through every vein, a world of ecstasy filling my vision and mind. He keeps licking through my earth-shattering orgasm past overwhelming, straight into begging for relief. "Please I can't, oh fuck" the second orgasm hitting me out of nowhere, while I shake against him. Babbling and moaning. My knees slipping from underneath me.

He finally moves, and I try to crawl away, his large hands capture my hips pulling me against his chest. The world moves again, and im on my back.

Deep in the woods, where trees are tall and animals are skittering across, there lies a monster they say to be as horrifying as our worst nightmares. Nightmares are funny things, each one different, but just a terrifying as the last. How can he be all. What is a monster? What is a nightmare? All different to each soul.

I walk in those deep woods with my heart in my hands. Each step is another pound sliding off my abused and sore shoulders. This world of loudness and mediocrity overshadowing the nature growing throughout had become too much for me. Escaping into the darkness is the only path that I can see. The unknown beckoned me to the edge. To run and jump, hoping for a soft place to land or to grow wings to carry me far. So I go deeper and deeper until im the definition of confused and scared.

"Little doll, you shouldn't be out here"

A deep gutteral inhuman voice cute through the silence in only a whisper. My body freezes, my heart slipping from my hands, slowly rolling on the dirt, grass, and moss gathering around, stopping at claws. Black and slick, sharp as the breaths im taking, leading up dark shadowed feet. Shadowed? I must have passed out during the walk, just exhausted. Its just a nightmare.

"Oh, precious, you know not to wonder this deep, not to go beyond what you know, not to indulge in nightmares."

I keep my gaze low but try to raise my head, slowly taking in everything i see. His legs are not human but like rabbits of some sort, bent but muscular. His arms are inhumanly long, all 5 fingers ending in inky points. He is pure muscle and darkness, carved by the woods themselves, as a protector or something more sinister, but I couldn't be sure. He has to be as tall as the trees but as he steps closer, the shadows swirl around him causing him to be only a foot higher than me, but I swear he was so much more early. His movement forces my head up to finally look at the monster who lives in the woods.

He is beautiful, an art piece long forgotten forged by the darkness and light. There are horns coming out of his forehead and pointing back. His eyes are glowing so brightly like there is a thousand suns trapped. He allows me to continue looking, not rushing, not coming closer, but watching me as I am him. His mouth breaks into a slow, wide smile, making his fangs glint for a second. Fangs?! Of course, why wouldn't a creature of the woods not have fangs. Why am I afraid? This is the reason I came, to be free from my village and responsibilities.

I take a step closer. Why stop the inevitable? I came here for something, for a purpose, and I must find it.

"Little doll, do you know what happens to curious naive human when they come across a shadow? A shadow and a creature mixed in one?"

I didn't. We never heard what happens when someone leaves. There are rumors, of course, that they were slaughtered and devoured, then others where they live in the woods in exchange for their soul. I bent down and gently picked my heart up, taking careful steps toward the shadow. I so desperately want to take mercy on me. When im right in front of him, I slide down to my knees, look up through my lashes, and push my hands out towards him. "I am yours sir please may I stay"

A loud booming chuckles rumbles through the forest, my core spasms, and I feel my slick thighs. What is happening? Have I been this way the whole time? Something must be so wrong with me. I hear him take a deep breath in, and my eyes focus back on his form.

"Oh, you have no idea what you just agreed to, little doll"

A second later, my ankle is grasped and pulled. Making me fall back. He is dragging me, I try to pull my foot out of his grasp, but in a second, im being slammed down into a rock. Wait, not a rock, his back. I small scream leaves my mouth, and I continue kicking.

"Keep fighting, im only going to take you harder"

Hands gliding across my scalp, not to pull but caress. lips at my throat, not for biting but for kissing. Strong arms that are for protection instead of pain. Voice like water flowing into my head to fix what is broken instead of tear down.

My need to be used and broken is the same need to be cared for and held together. Sit me down on the bed not for lust but to brush my hair. Untangle my strands like you untangle my hurt. Braid them together like the frayed edges of my heart. Dress me in comfort and plush like how you wrap up my soul. For I am yours, your broken doll that you took in and made like new.

Breath in the smoke, every lung full pulling you deeper into softness and pleasure.

Open yourself fully to feel every pass of air, let the blunt hang between your lips. Keep breathing, its all you need.

One, two , three, keep breathing in. Four, five, six let your head melt away. Seven, eight, nine don't you want to feel so good. 10 one more breath in. There you go baby, you did so so good.