Sukuna's cock(s) always on the brain.

Part 1

You were told he was sadistic, told he was crazy. Told he doesn't have girlfriends; he owns the women he enjoys. Honestly, you didn't care. Having the quintessential bad boy of the town lock eyes with you while at a club was the absolute highlight of your night. You heard how he was an unrestricted beast in bed, how he had the most beautifully crafted dick, complete with piercings to hit all the right spots again and again. Stamina for hours, strength to maneuver you into whatever position he wanted, and the girth to make it feel like the first time every time. "I don't use condoms." He said nonchalantly while taking a shot off the bar the two of you now stood near. Not even a greeting was uttered, just the fact that he already knew you were going home with him. Normally, that was a deal breaker for any sane person. Especially when a guy like him slept with multiple partners all the time. But your sanity had flown out the window when he first approached you. The tattoos on his arms and face immediately lured you in, so fascinated by his blatant disregard for societal norms. His spiked pink hair, piercings, the way he dressed, like some boundless lowlife, but one that was going to melt your pretty little brain with just a few strokes of his cock.

You messaged your friends that you were going home with someone, and mindlessly followed this fuck boy out to his sports car in the lot. He drove too fast, no seatbelt, disregarding any normal traffic law like they didn't apply to him, and had a cigarette in between his lips as he groaned in satisfaction with how much of his dick you had down your throat. Holy shit, you couldn't wait to get it inside your needy pussy. Just sucking him made you unbelievably wet from excitement and anticipation. You should have known when he held your head down despite your attempt to breathe that he was every bit the uncaring asshole people claimed him to be. When he finally moved his palm, you sat up and gasped for air, choking with drool running out of your lips, and your mascara already bleeding down your rosy cheeks from the tears. He simply grinned and took a long drag before grabbing a fistful of your hair and putting your pretty mouth back around his fat cock.

Letting some stranger tie you to the bed wasn't in your original plans for the day, but it certainly became the one thing you never knew you needed. You were sprawled out like a slutty 'X' across his bed, wrists and ankles bound in rope that was tight enough to make the little voice in the back of your head slightly worry. He fucked you like you had no meaning, like you were just some newfound sex slave that he conned into coming home with him. But even then, he knew how to use his dick. You assumed he might have been selfish, might have all that brawn but no brain to fuck a woman properly, but the talk of the town was true. His cock hit into the most perfect angles, the piercings dragging along nerves and creating sensations you never even knew existed. He didn't even need to stimulate your clit, his cock provided everything your body so desperately needed. You've only ever achieved such mind-numbing orgasms with a vibrator and a fat dildo before. Most fuck boys you sampled had the kind of dick you craved, but they couldn't use it the way you needed. They couldn't make actual tears flow down your cheeks as you came so fucking hard your vision blurred.

"S'too much!" you groaned, head spinning as his hips slammed into you brutally, his thick cock beating into you relentlessly.  "I can't, I can't, fuckfuckfuck!" you screamed, head tossed back as your body reacted without your control. Sukuna sat on his haunches and smirked as your body flopped around pathetically against him, your cunt never letting go of his dick even after you came. "All you bitches lose control of your bodies, it's amusing to witness." The sudden snap of a switchblade caught your attention, and your eyes flicked to the gleaming metal as he leaned down over your body, a hand now shoved over your mouth as you attempted to speak. Your pupils were blown wide with elation and confusion, mind trying to focus after being fucked so stupidly hard just moments prior. "I bet your blood would look so pretty on my blade." He hummed curiously as sweat rolled down the side of your face to the bed, eyes so wide it strained your sockets. He sat up and set the blade upon your quivering stomach that was now littered with perspiration and goosebumps. You've never had knife play before, but honestly, the shock didn't last long; of course, someone like Sukuna was into it. But when he started fucking you again, pulling your legs up to flush his hips against yours to pound into your womb, broken sobs of ecstasy escaped without restraint. The breath was knocked from your lungs with each thrust, and a little swell in your belly bumped upwards into the knife when he shoved his dick balls deep.  "It's, ngh, s'big! Gonna, c-cum again!"  "Yeah, no fucking shit," he laughed, eyes trailing down to watch his cock disappear into your needy cunt over and over again. You tugged at the binds around your wrists, head turning side to side as you babbled for mercy upon realizing this orgasm was going to be even harder than the last. This fucking psychopath had a knife on your stomach, talking about cutting into your flesh to see your pretty blood, but all you could do was scream like a whore and cum on his godlike cock again and again. Your hair stuck to your sweaty face as you heaved and howled through exhaustion, losing count of how many times he easily wrecked your insatiable cunt. Your tits bounced with each hard thrust, nipples hard in the cool air, and occasionally he'd latch onto one, biting the bud to force a different kind of scream out of you. His massive hands enclosed your torso like a cage as he held onto you, ravaging you like the bimbo you were. Your eyes rolled, and drool ran down your chin as he hammered into your sweet spot even harder than you thought possible. "M-my fucking guts!" You squealed as his girth kept you impossibly stretched. "I'm going to rearrange your guts with more than just my dick." He finally cooed, grabbing onto the knife and lifting it up above his head, a sadistic smile stretching across his face to reveal his canines. Seeing the metal glint in the dim light, your walls gripped him painfully tight. He hissed in surprise at the insane clench, and how you were now squirting onto his abs while your whole body convulsed through the most brutal orgasm you've ever had. White-hot tension crashed through your body as you screamed and moaned in excited pleasure, never realizing a little scary role play would get you off so fucking hard. "Yesyesyessss! S'fucking good!" you babbled mindlessly, eyes searching the back of your head. He held onto your hips as you bucked against him, unable to control your body from your overbearing orgasm that was quickly twisting into overstimulation. "Holy fuckin' shit!" He half laughed, half groaned while fucking you full of cum, the explosive amount of it splurting out onto the sheets with his continued thrusts.

You panted in bliss, arms and legs now untied as you cuddled against this man who just altered your brain chemistry. He smirked, patting your hip with his hand. "You enjoyed yourself?" "Yeah, I've never had knife play, you're pretty convincing," you said while looking up to him.  "Right, convincing, if that's what you need to think." He tutted as he sat up to get dressed. You toyed with the closed blade on the bed while he dressed himself, never realizing such a thing was erotic to you. Never thinking he'd actually stab you with it.  Never realizing how many times he's actually gutted some woman with it.  You were told he was sadistic, told he was crazy. But the ones who knew he was a killer obviously weren't able to tell you that. 

"Put your number in my phone." He said, tossing the device onto the bed next to you. "I know I'll want to play with you again and again."