“...Gwendolyn...” I faintly heard a very deep silky voice calling to me from a distance.
My slumbering trance suddenly broke, and I abruptly sat up with wide eyes and gasped. It felt as if I were waking from a terrifying nightmare. My wide confused eyes frantically looked around only to find that I was, in fact, in one.
The strange room I was in looked like a dark dingy medieval dungeon. The walls were lined with crumbling grey stone and dirty old weaponry. Dusty cobwebs decorated the many corners and crevasses and their black furry many-legged occupants crawled creepily around them. There was no furniture, only a large but dim ring of flames that circled around me, rising up from the hard stone ground. The musty thick air smelled of smoke and earth and made me feel suffocated.
I tried to stand up but was prevented from doing so. I looked down and saw that my hands were literally shackled to the floor by thick metal chains, allowing me only enough room to kneel... And also that I was completely naked.
Where the actual fuck am I?
I began to freak out and struggle hopelessly against my restraints for a moment. A deep sinister chuckle suddenly echoed from outside the flaming ring.
“Oh, my sweet little Buttercup...” He darkly purred, while emerging from the darkness and coming into view.
Oh my fucking god... My blood ran ice cold and I was immobilized by fear. The sight before me made me question whether or not this could possibly be reality. The frantic pounding in my chest seemed to drown out all other noise for a moment, as I stared at the otherworldly sight with widened eyes. The man in front of me seemed to be that weirdo I’d just met at the library, however, he now appeared as a diabolical visitant.
His strong frame was taller with two black horns protruding from his head. The same long dark hair now cascaded down his back in between two massive dragon-like wings, with spiky horns protruding out from the joints and tips. On his left shoulder and down his upper arm was an intricate tattoo that looked as if someone had injected black ink straight into his veins. Long black claws dangled from his fingertips and his skin was somehow paler. The beautiful golden eyes I’d admired before were now glowing like two enchanted fiery embers.
Slowly, he started to walk towards me with the dim flames flickering around his nude muscled body. He held an upside-down skull in one of his hands and his massive erect cock in the other. His infernal eyes gazed upon me with both a burning lust and dark malice.
Is this the moment I die?
I was completely paralyzed with fear. I wanted to scream and back away but the restraints kept me in place. He then crouched down right in front of me with an emotionless face but lustful eyes. I felt so small and helpless next to his huge demonic body. My breathing became strained and jagged as a long black claw began to trail up from my collarbone, across my jawline, and to the bottom of my chin. He forcefully grabbed my face with his large hand and tilted my head back.
“Open your mouth.” He darkly commanded.
In no flippin’ way did I want to obey him, but found myself doing it anyway out of fear for my weak pathetic life. He raised the skull up far above my head and began slowly pouring a mysterious dark red liquid out of it and into my mouth. I freaked out thinking that it might be blood but calmed a bit once the taste told me that it was only wine.
The wine filled my mouth and began pouring down my chin. I began to choke and spit it out, unable to swallow it all. He suddenly stopped and threw the skull against the wall, shattering it with the red liquid splattering everywhere. Not once did he look at the mess he’d just made. His eyes stayed only on me.
His hand forcefully pushed my face back causing me to fall onto my butt. I let out a little yelp that seemed to amuse him, judging by his brief wicked smirk. He swiftly grabbed my right foot, dragging me forward somewhat. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly licked from my ankle, up the inner side of my leg to my knee, and kissed it once. His face looked devilish as he gave me the most wicked grin I’d ever seen, revealing a set of perfectly white fangs.
“Are you afraid, Buttercup?” His voice was deep and silky but laced with pure evil.
Oh, I was afraid. So afraid that no words would leave my mouth. I just stared up at him in horror.
He quickly grabbed my throat, slightly choking me. “Answer me.” He growled.
“Y-yes” It came out as barely a whisper. Tears were welling up in my eyes.
“Good.” He said with a malevolent smile and dark chuckle.
I anxiously watched as his clawed hands began to gently caress my breasts and trail down my stomach to my inner thighs. He purred as he moved one of his fingers slowly up my slit feeling how insanely wet I was.
Wait? How the living fuck was I actually aroused?
He licked his finger seductively and popped it into his mouth, enjoying my taste. “I love that you’re so wet for me. Do you know why you are?” He asked in satisfaction from my body’s response to him.
All I could do was shake my head no. I was such a conflicted hot mess. Luckily he didn’t strangle a verbal answer out of me this time.
“Well, I do.” He leaned in right next to my ear so I could feel his scorching hot breath. “It’s because you’re a very naughty little buttercup who secretly wants to get fucked senseless by a big bad demon.” He growled while dancing his fingers around my entrance.
Oh dear god, help me...
He began roughly kissing my ear and down my neck. His hands firmly grabbed both of my thighs and spread them wide apart. I tried to close my legs out of instinct, but he growled out a vicious sounding warning, causing me to quickly comply. He leaned back down my body and dipped his face right into my core. I couldn’t help but gasp as his soft full lips began to kiss my most sensitive area. His silky hot tongue danced around my entrance, lapping at my wetness.
I firmly bit my lower lip to snuffle out the moans that threatened to escape my mouth. Tight knots were building in my stomach and heat was burning in my core. My eyes made the mistake of traveling down my body, to the horned raven-locked head feasting between my legs. I felt myself grow even wetter at the sight and quickly snapped my eyes shut.
His lips suddenly wrapped around my rosebud and he sucked hard causing me to finally scream. The tight knots in my stomach threatened to burst. I almost came right then and there, yet, he seemed to know exactly when I was on the edge and began trailing his kisses up my stomach to my breast.
“No...” I accidentally let the barely audible whisper escape from my lips in frustration, as my body cried from his absence at my core.
His chest rumbled against my lower stomach in amusement. “What? Did you want me to make you cum or something?” His breath was hot against my wet nipple that was now glistening with his saliva.
I was unable to stop my moans when his sharp fangs gently grazed over my little hard pearls as they peaked needily up at him, loving being under his scorching touch. He then hungrily kissed back up my neck to my lips, and shoved them open, forcing his silky intruding tongue inside. He began violently devouring my mouth with dominance and passion.
His teeth caught my bottom lip and he tugged on it lightly before letting go. “Answer my question, Buttercup. Do you want me to make you cum?” He grabbed a fist full of my hair with a sinister low growl and licked up my jawline.
All of my common sense was suddenly thrown right out the window, and any fear I had felt was now replaced with a burning hot desire for this...man? Demon? Whatever he was, I wanted more of him. In an almost animistic way, he started growling and gnashing his teeth at me and began gently nipping at my neck. That’s when I felt the tip of his huge cock at my entrance.
“Well?” He growled out.
“Yes.... P-please” I feverishly stammered out.
White-hot pleasure suddenly seared through my body and blinded my sight as he slammed his massive rock-hard erection deep inside of me. His hips ground against mine for a second and then began powerfully thrusting in and out. I screamed in both pain and pleasure. I wasn’t a virgin, but my god was he big.
The flames flickered around our entwined sweaty bodies and my hips arched up to meet his, as he powerfully pounded into me. I felt his strong arms wrap around my back and pull me closer against his chest in a death grip. He grabbed another fistful of my hair and tilted my head back as he continued to fuck me like an absolute savage. His lips sucked violently against my exposed neck and his fangs grazed lightly over the soft flesh.
The speed of his relentless pounding seemed humanly impossible, and I felt the heat in the pit of my stomach tighten once more. He suddenly let out a loud vicious sounding growl into my ear causing me to release in the most mind-blowing orgasm I had ever experienced in my life. I screamed and violently shook. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my toes curled. He growled again and I felt his thick fiery seed scorching my inner walls and filling me up completely with his essence.
My eyes were closed and my limp trembling sweaty body laid under him for a moment. I felt him gently kiss my cheek... and then my eyes suddenly popped wide open...
I was back in my bed?
My heart pounded as I wearily looked around the room in confusion. I saw the silvery moonlight softly beaming in onto the peacefully sleeping kitties. Everything was quiet and lonesome.
That was all just a dream? What the fuck? It had seemed so real and vivid ...and I was definitely going to have to change my panties...
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