"elphaba Please". You Moaned Feeling Her Long Slender Fingers Softly Thrusting Inside Of You. You Didn't

Okay let's be real my opinion I feel like Elizabeth is nasty as fuck but would only do it in person and not outside of her bedroom grounds.

I feel like she's an ass and boob chick, so she'd sit in a chair and play the daddy role. Tell you to sit in her lap and smack your ass playfully with a smirk. But instead of sitting with your back to her your sitting facing her.

So your legs would be straddling her and she'd cup your ass and squeeze it while kissing your tits. She'd call you like "good girl" and "Daddy's girl" shit like that. I also feel like she'd make you kiss her boots before dry humping them butt ass naked.

She's into some nasty crazy shit, probably tie you up and force you to watch her fuck herself off without you touching her. And she's gonna do it till she's edged you hands free until your ready to get fucked dumb with her strap.

Now for her I feel like her strap would be red and a good 8 inches, she's the kind of woman to have your legs in the air and spread while she fucks you brainless or fuck you doggy style while you're in a headlock and begging for her to stop due to overstimulation.

So yeah we all know she's one nasty bitch.

Dream Walker

y/n: how did you know I liked you?

Lyric: I can see others dreams

Y/n: ok well then *thinks what color is my underwear*

Lyric: purple

Y/n blushes: p...purple wha-

Lyric: your underwear

Y/n violently flustered:......

Lyric:.....

Y/n: t...that wasn't a dream.

Lyric: I can read minds too *smirks*

Y/n.........

Dolls and Dummies (Logan Bennett) 

When I was a kid I always had a fear of dolls and dummies. My friends took me to see a ventriloquist show one night, and that night will always be marked as the worst night of my life. The moon was out , the wind was cold and it was about that time for me and my friends to head to the show. “C'mon guys I  don't wanna go, you know I hate dolls”. I said slightly irritated. Being kidnapped by my friends could have gone in a completely different direction, we could have gone to the bar to get shit faced at least, but instead I was shoved into the back of my friend's car and driven to the show. “Logan it’ll be fun i promise you, maybe you could even meet a girl  after the show”. One of my friends said laughing. “Fuck off”. I said, giving him the finger. The ride to the show was draining, and I felt like throwing up and getting hit by a bus, then seeing a doll or dummy insult a crowd to make you feel even more worse about your insecurities after the show and then laugh about it. Once we got there the crowd was already packed  and full of people stuffing their faces with popcorn, but mainly adults drinking to suppress their stress about their kids not behaving properly  and kids with cotton candy smeared all over their faces and talking about how the show is gonna be a good one. “Hey Logan, front row seats man”. I felt like dying there and then, I wished I could just leave but they were my ride home and the drive took at least an hour. I ended up sitting  next to a lady wearing a black Victorian dress with a black veil covering her entire face. I wondered why the hell she would be at a place like this if she was in mourning. Then again if this show is truly entertaining like the town describes, maybe it’ll be funny enough to make this poor woman laugh. The lights went dark and a low voice crept over the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls welcome to tonight's show, please make yourself known to the exits on your left right and in the back of the auditorium”. I for sure made myself known so I could make a quick escape if I got spooked or even looked like a bitch. Once the lights became brighter, looking to my right the lady was gone. “What the hell”? I looked around but she wasn’t there anymore. “Guys did you see that lady”? I asked, looking slightly insane. “What lady dude”? My friend asked. “I- nevermind”. I sank lower into my chair already feeling uncomfortable, now the only thing to make matters worse was a high pitched squeak that almost sounded like a voice. “Hello”? I looked around but saw nothing. “Dude quiet, we are trying to watch the show”. My adrenaline began to pump and I started to slowly freak out. “Guys i…I don't like this, I wanna go”. The lights became dim once more and this time I was the one on the stage. My body felt weird, it felt as if I was stiff as a board and couldn't bend normally. “What…what the hell is this”? I looked out to the audience and saw my friends staring back at me, but they didn’t notice anything wrong. It was like I was the only one who could comprehend the problem. I felt a sudden lift from under my armpits. I was in the air and sat upon the lap of someone who looked familiar. It was the lady I saw before the show. “W..what's going on”? I asked in a shaky tone. “My little one, you are my puppet, and I am your puppet master”.  I felt so sick and nauseous, the fear that I had came true but was even worse due to the fact that I became my own worst nightmare.

Imagine

just picture this, you're new to the town and you need a place to stay due to the fact you have no money or no job yet. So during your stroll you stumble upon a beautiful house at the end of the road just behind a graveyard. It's beautiful, black and gold filigry on everything including the huge double doors at the front. You knock on the door curious to see who owns the place and a gorgeous woman with a black fitted dress and corset answers the door. At first she looks you up and down rather than the other way around. As if making sure you're real and at the right place. "hello my lord, how can i help you"? The woman asked. You chuckled nervously. "o..oh I hope I'm not being any trouble just um...kinda new and need a place to stay". You said. The woman stood there for a few more moments and then I voted you in. Days past of you and her getting comfortable with each other. From the ghost orgy's to you fucking her into the dining room table and her bed chambers you could say you're the master of the house now. It started the night you had dinner with her and accidently made eye contact with her thigh garters and knife strap on her left thigh. "m...my lord ugh, please let me serve you" she moaned digging her nails into your back scratching the skin below. "take it like the mistress you are, let daddy help you first" you said holding her close while making sure she could feel every piece of you deep into her soul.

Posession

Y/N: I can feel her inside me, it's almost as if she crawled inside me last night while I was sleeping

Friend: tha- that's some kinky shit what are you talking about?

Y/N: your mom

Friend:....

Y/N: 👀

Friend: what?

Y/N hears voices inside their own ears: she's not ready to hear it yet

Friend...

Words can't express what this made me feel just now. 😳😳😳

Damn! How am I going to post *nsftw, if here we only get flagged? (I don't have/I don't intend to have a Twitter)

No blur

It was time for the concert and you were beyond nervous. Your first tour was in the UK and the fans loved you for you but still something about you was a bit off. Looking into the mirror of the dressing room you saw your signature crown you always wear during concerts and you softly reached out to put it on. In the back of your head you heard your girlfriend's friendly reminder. "we are royals, tonight you rule the stage and show the crowd our family legacy". Your heart throbbed in your chest remembering the first time your girlfriend looked at you and told you she was proud to call you hers. "Hey, there ready for you man". Your friend called you out of your trance". My name is Hayden royale and I....and I am part of the royal family

The message

it was a night of adventure, excitement, energy. I can't describe how much I loved this night. My name is Elijah I am 24 years old. I love music alot, like more than anyone I know. I love the way it makes me feel, makes me move makes me happy. It all started at my friend's house. We were all having a party to celebrate the end of senior year. Drinks were being poured, music was blasting, everyone having a great time. I was just getting out of the bathroom when I received a strange text message from an unknown number. It had an attachment to it that said listen. Not sure why I chose, maybe it's because I was drunk or something and just didn't give a damn. Who knew. I opened the attachment while sipping on my half bottle of beer. A strange chant was being said through the speaker of my phone. After I listened it didn't really mean much. I must have forgotten all about it because the very next day I was face down in my mattress drooling black goo with red eyes. Tied to the bed post and throat dryer than the desert. "ugh what happened". I groaned. "don't you fucking move". I heard a voice from the left of me. My buddy from the party had a gun drawn with blood on his clothes. Must have been a wild night because I now have a cross etched onto my forehead with holy water burning the hairs off my skin. I don't know what that chant was but I now know never to accept an attachment from someone I don't know.

I actually love this I was waiting for someone to say something 💕. Samara deserved so much more and got nothing. Samara supremecy, I am on my knees.

Related to that Ring post going around I also do think it's objectively funny to think that breaking Samara's neck would stop her. The girl walks like this I think she's gonna be fine

imagine being able to control the minds of the sandworms. You don't know how you possibly could've done it but something about you made them pause there ministrations. During the chase between you and them they almost caught you once you shouted. "STOP"! The worm slowed and opened it's gigantic mouth. "I AM NOT THE ENEMY, YOU KILL ME. BUT FOR WHAT PURPOSE"! the worm closed it's mouth and vibrations echoed through the dunes. You kneeled to your knees and closed your eyes. " These dunes have been through too much bloodshed, only shall we fight for purpose. Not for vengeance." You said softly. You walked up to the worm and touched it's face. That moment forward arrakis saw you as a true warrior.