The Monster's Trap

[Cade]

It's your neck and shoulders in which my feast begins. I'll tease, my teeth grazing your sensitive flesh over your throbbing pulse - racing in the face of danger. My hot breath bathing your nape pulling you into my maw as if this is where you always belonged.

Because it is, you damned meatsack.

My teeth chatter loudly...not yet biting, but against your skin to build the anticipation. The clattering in your ears pushed everything out of your mind. Except, that is, for my teeth, threatening and menacing.
But where are my manners? Have I not introduced myself? I'm at a loss for words, so my wet, wide tongue licks from your clavicle to the place that shoulder meets neck. Lingering there, my tongue hugs against you as sharp teeth ease into position, finding the perfect place to taste you. You tilt your head away from me, exposing more throat for better leverage knowing full well, I mean to clamp down on you.
You anticipated though, you stupid fuck, and I can't have you ready for my attack. Instead of my bite, I rudely grab you by the cunt and tit, slamming you against the wall and knocking all sense from you. You are given no time to recover, and even as you bounce off the wall, my jaw snaps shut at that same point on your neck so precisely considered.
Spasms splinter throughout your form as if my mouth a taser, feeding your body unbridled electricity. Head craned back and back arched against me, you grind my hand deeper into your slobbering gash, feeling the oozing slop run down your thighs and plop to the floor. You don't know if you're more embarrassed or aroused to hope I'll push your face in your mess to lick clean while wrecking your asshole ouchfully. Your twat vomits around my hand again thinking about how pathetic it makes you feel.

Captured in the monster's trap.

Edited August 2 by Cade
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