I want a superior woman to use my mouth like a fleshlight, holding my hair and fucking my throat while I choke and gag. Spit dripping down my chin, looking up at her with wide, tear-filled eyes. Maybe she forgets that I need to breathe while she’s in the throes of pleasure. Maybe she doesn’t care.
She doesn’t let me touch myself so I uselessly hump the air, my cunt dripping all over the floor. She tells me what a good fleshlight I am, that this is what I’m made for. When she cums she thrusts all the way in and I can taste her spend in the back of my throat for hours afterward.
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Imagine having a girlfriend who has a knot and she has you give her head. And you’re doing as well as you can even though it’s too big to fit fully, until she grabs the back of your head and starts using you like a toy >.< And then she cums in your throat and she knots your mouth… So you’re stuck there in her musk all cute for her while she’s staring down at you, maybe she’s petting your hair and cooing at you how well you’ve done for her, telling you how much she loves you…
And then she starts peeing down your throat >~< telling you that, fuck, you’re so good for her, she loves how your throat feels, how warm you are, how quickly you try to swallow to make sure you get all of her piss >/////< and then, at the end, when she’s done, and her knot finally starts to deflate, and you’re able to pull off of it, she grabs your head and starts fucking your throat all over again >.<
Dad grasping your head up and rutting his cock against your face, too turned on to even properly fuck your throat. He's softly apologising, saying he needs it. You dont even know if you forgive him, it's so gross that you stare at him and wince, but you're so turned on at the same time. Feeling him pressing his thumbs into your cheeks as he gets closer, moaning as his cock throbs against your cheek and the hot cum starts dripping down the side of your face.
Even while he was streaming, you wanted every drop of cum down your throat, kissing his shaft & rubbing his calves & thighs. He tried to keep his composure while playing a game & mainly, streaming. He ended stream early, “Sorry guys, extra upload sometime soon?” He slammed his fists against the desk while sucking his teeth as you gripped his pulsing cock & kissed his tip.
He gripped the base of your skull & made you take the entirety of him. As his dick throbbed deep in your throat, his thighs twitched & he fucked himself using your mouth. Spit & saliva covered his shorts, his chair squeaked & the sounds of need slipped out of him as he continued facefucking you. He stopped & stood up, leaning over his desk, elbows planted. This made him go deeper, his shorts slipped down & his balls pat against your chin.
You choked & your spit trickled down your throat. He fucked deep, like your mouth was a pussy, he groaned & became even needier, opening his legs wider while his thrusts became smaller, dick sitting in your throat as he stopped once more. “You can’t keep doing this to me,” he huffed out, the sweat from his chest dripped down onto his keyboard.
He was covered in sweat, taking off his shirt, he tied it to your throat & continued. You felt your own orgasm building just from having your throat fucked & you played with your pussy with one hand on his abs. The sounds of his need became louder as he was closer & closer to coming, thighs twitched in preparation, abs tightening as he finally came down your throat, balls finally having a release, finally.
His shirt became loose around your neck from how fast & deep he kept fucking, even when he was coming. Full of need. You choked on his nut, tongue flicked as you did. He finally stopped & you coughed up, eyes watering from gagging. He sat down, his dick was looking at you, twitching slightly but never going fully soft.
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After taking a wrong turn down a forgotten Texas backroad, Y/N finds herself hunted through endless fields by a towering masked killer wielding a roaring chainsaw.
Dragged into a decaying farmhouse where death hangs from rusted meat hooks and every room reeks of violence, escape becomes impossible.
But beneath the stitched human-skin mask lies a face she never expected to see.
As terror, obsession, and brutality collide inside the house of horrors, the line between hunter and captive blurs, leaving Y/N trapped in a nightmare where surviving may no longer be the worst possible fate.
⚠️ Themes & Content:
↳ Slasher Horror
↳ Psychological Terror
↳ Kidnapping & Captivity
↳ Graphic Violence
↳ Gore & Blood
↳ Murder
↳ Cannibalism Setting
↳ Body Horror
↳ Obsession
↳ Masked Killer
↳ Power Imbalance
↳ Survival
↳ Rural Isolation
↳ Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
⚠️ Warnings:
🔞 18+ Readers Only
🩸 Graphic Violence & Gore
🪓 Murder & Dismemberment References
🩸 Blood & Body Horror
⚠️ Kidnapping & Captivity
⚠️ Psychological Abuse
⚠️ Non-Consensual Situations
⚠️ Disturbing Imagery
⚠️ Reader Described as Curvy/Thick
❗ MNI / DNI:
❗ MINORS DNI | 18+ ONLY
This work contains graphic horror, violence, disturbing themes, and mature subject matter intended exclusively for adult audiences. Please read all warnings before proceeding.
🖤 Author's Note: This story is a fictional horror AU inspired by The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. ( Could be converted into a small part series ) I wanted to explore a different genre and create something unique for those who enjoy dark, cinematic AUs. It's my own original fanfiction interpretation and isn't intended to reflect or romanticize real-life violence. I hope you enjoy this twisted little ride! 🪓
The chainsaw roared behind her as Y/N sprinted through the overgrown field, lungs burning. Her thighs touched together, breasts bouncing with every desperate stride. She shouldn’t have run. That only made him excited.
A massive hand fisted the back of her tank top and yanked her off her feet. She hit the dirt hard, screaming, kicking wildly as Taehyung , Leatherface dragged her toward the decaying farmhouse. Her shorts rode up, exposing soft ass cheeks that he groped roughly while hauling her inside.
The basement smelled like death. A fresh male corpse hung from meat hooks right beside the workbench, throat slit wide open, blood still dripping slowly onto the concrete. Flies buzzed lazily over the open wound.
Taehyung threw her onto the blood-stained table like a piece of meat. She thrashed immediately, nails raking down his arms, legs kicking. “Get the fuck off me!” she screamed, punching at the grotesque human-skin mask.
He growled low and pinned her wrists above her head with one hand. The other tore her clothes off in violent shreds tank top ripped down the middle, shorts yanked so hard the fabric burned her thighs. Her curvy body was fully exposed, soft belly, wide hips, and thick thighs trembling.
She kept fighting, twisting under him. He liked it. His breathing grew heavier behind the mask as he forced her legs apart.
The mask slipped.
For one heart-stopping second, the stitched leather shifted revealing sharp jawline, full lips, and those devastatingly handsome dark eyes. Kim Taehyung smirked, crooked and wicked, before he shoved the mask back into place with a low, amused grunt.
That smirk broke something in her. He was beautiful. And completely insane.
He shoved two thick fingers into her mouth to silence her screams, then replaced them with his cock. He pushed her off the table onto her knees in front of the hanging corpse. One of his heavy boots planted on the table edge, spreading his stance wide, giving him perfect leverage.
“Open,” he rasped the first real sound she’d heard from him.
When she resisted, he gripped her hair and forced his thick cock past her lips. It was messy instantly. Filthy. He fucked her throat in deep, sloppy thrusts, hips snapping forward while her drool and tears ran down her chin onto her bouncing tits. Gagging, choking, wet gurgling noises filled the basement as he used her mouth like a toy, balls slapping her chin. The dead body swayed gently beside them, blood dripping onto her shoulder.
The gore turned her on against her will. Her pussy was dripping.
He pulled out with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to his cock, and threw her back onto the workbench right next to the corpse’s dangling legs.
He slammed into her in one brutal thrust.
Y/N screamed, back arching. He was huge, stretching her tight cunt painfully wide. The wet, sick squelching noises were obscene as he fucked her raw hard, fast, filthy. Her thick ass and thighs rippled with every savage snap of his hips. Blood from the corpse above dripped onto her bouncing breasts while he railed her.
“Fuck— no— please—” she sobbed, even as her hips started meeting his thrusts, pussy creaming noisily around his cock.
Taehyung’s masked face hovered over hers. He grabbed her throat, squeezing just enough to make her vision blur while he pounded her deeper. The workbench shook violently. The dead body swayed in time with his brutal rhythm.
He suddenly pulled out, flipped her over, and fucked her from behind, face pressed into the bloody wood. One hand fisted her hair, the other slapped her jiggling ass red. The wet, sloppy sounds of her soaked pussy filled the room loud, nasty, humiliating.
She came hard anyway, screaming, walls fluttering and squirting around him.
Taehyung followed with a guttural groan, burying himself to the hilt and flooding her cunt with thick, hot cum. It leaked out messily as he kept grinding, pushing it deeper.
He didn’t pull out right away. Instead he leaned over her, mask brushing her ear, breathing heavy. The handsome smirk she’d glimpsed earlier flashed in her mind.
In this house of horrors, she now belonged to him.
Kinktober Day 11: Facefucking
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Sukuna hated how much power you had over him. He hated how simple things that could not rile him up, riled him up when it was coming from you.
So when you joked about a certain white hair sorcerer being stronger than him, he lost his patience.
He knew you did it to get a reaction out of him. Well if it was a reaction you wanted, congratulations. It was a reaction you were getting.
And that’s how you ended up sitting on the edge of the bed, Sukuna standing in front of you with his second cock buried deep down your throat, and the first one resting on top of your face.
Gods above, you looked absolutely divine like this, divinely his.
His big hands held your head and he controls the pace. He is ruthless and with every snap forward of his hips, his cock goes deeper.
The top cock rubbing against your face as he moves mercilessly. The precum soiling your pretty face as he fucks your throat. The grunts and groans that fall from his lips are music to your ears. Yet he tries to stifle the beautiful sound in favor of hearing the gagged muffled moans from your filthy mouth.
“You’re never gonna talk shit again when I’m done fucking this bratty mouth” he grunts
He grips your hair, his other hands going around your throat to squeeze it. He smirks when he feels himself deep in your wet and warm throat that squeezes his monster cock deliciously.
Your hands weakly find purchase against his hips, digging your nails into his skin as you hold on whilst he continues to pound your face. The mouth on his belly sticking out its tongue to suck on your fingers.
Tears running down your cheeks and onto his cock resting against your face, mixing with his precum smeared against your face.
Finally Sukuna releases your hair and uses his thumb to brush away the tears from your face, the other two hands still firmly wrapped around your throat, pressing down to intensify the feelings of ruin.
“You are prettiest like this, absolutely ruined by me” he rasps softly, one thrust forward and he’s cumming down your throat whilst holding eye contact with you. All four eyes pinning you down with his intense gaze as he uses your mouth for his own pleasure.
He pulls his cock out of your mouth, holding your chin and tilting and turning your head to ensure you had taken all of him, not a single drop wasted.
“I don’t want to even hear you utter that pest name again” he grunts grumpily, strong arms picking you up effortlessly as he aligns you with his top cock.
