Welcome To The Abyss

He can’t ask for that. He couldn’t possibly make such a forward request. She’s better than that, she should be the one looking down on him, he is her toy to play with, not the other way around, and just the idea of her kneeling in front of him and choking on his cock makes him feel strange and ashamed, like a child caught reaching into the cookie jar.

And then he somehow gets mixed up with a domme who loves sucking dick. She teases him about it, always asking if he wants it, but he can never quite say yes, just shyly changes the subject or avoids her gaze.

But that won’t do. Looking into his eyes is the best part.

One day she finally makes the decision to settle this. Pinning his legs down and slowly rubbing his inner thighs, then licking, biting, cooing close enough that he can feel her warm breath on his leaking cock, and she wonders aloud what he tastes like. He turns away to avoid her seeing his bright red face, as if she hasn’t already heard his panting and whimpering, and she laughs before demanding that he looks her in the eye.

“What do you think I should do, baby? Hm? Tell mommy what you want, beg for it.”

Pretty soon the only words he can manage are a desperate combination of “please” and “mommy” in between his pathetic whining, whimpering, and moaning. He has never felt less in control.

And she grins and giggles while she licks him clean, crooning softly into his skin.

Dick hard on the butt

Titty in my hand

Kiss ya neck

DICK HARD ON THE BUTT

TITTY IN MY HAND

KISS YA NECK

thus far it seems like she was right. everything sucks. there seems to be no reason at all to engage with human soci-

wait. hang on. you said she can put HOW many books onto here?

and she can access it ANYWHERE?? through her p- wait thats not a phone. shut up. THAT is a PHONE??? she can see her hoard through THAT????

After the portal to the monster realm opened, they obviously needed someone to investigate this new world and its inhabitants. It would be a risky job; they weren’t sure what to expect on the other side.

You were the first to apply. They handed you a digital notebook and tasked you with compiling a proper bestiary. They praised your bravery and selflessness for humanity. They sent you off into the unknown, fingers crossed you’d return safe.

And you certainly returned. The data you collected was beyond their wildest expectations: monstrous appearances, behaviour, specimen variety…breeding habits? Mating particularities? The research team took a moment to stare at the generous analysis you provided. How on earth did you get that kind of information?

“I’m ready for the next expedition,” you told them with an eager smile.

What an astonishingly dedicated scientist you are! Well, the better word for it would be monster fucker. So what if you're enjoying your role a little too much? At the end of the day, you make sure to be very thorough in your studies. All your observations have been tested firsthand, several times. For, uh, humanity, of course.