Monster in Your Closet

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Oh, hello there. You didn't hear me come in, but that's okay. You never do.

Shh. It's all right. There's no need to move.

In fact, you can't, can you? No. You can sense me back here in your room, watching you, but there's nothing at all you can do about it.

You can't even turn around and look at me. Are you afraid? That must be such a strange sensation for such a big, tough guy as yourself.

No. I know you're a nice boy. I've been watching you, and I've seen that you've been on your toes.

Always polite, always careful not to offend or make anyone uncomfortable. Especially that pretty little girl that you flare with. Do you think she notices? I'm sure she's quite aware of your pathetic advances, but it's just too sweet to tell you to fuck off.

I know what all you nice boys really want, though. An insatiable little whore to worship your cock. Right? It's okay.

You can't fool me. I can read you like an open book. I know that when you ask how her weekend was, you're thinking of how her tits would fill in your palm.

When she takes a dink of water, it's your cock. She's slurping to her throat. When you shake her hand, it's her pussy squeezing your fingers.

And when she bends over to pick something up, well, you can almost feel her ass grinding against you. I know I'm not wrong, you pathetic little weasel. Now, I'm not here to give you what you want, but I am here to take what I need.

Mmm. You're not quite so sure about that, are you? That's.

.. that's just too bad. You see, my little pet, all that wishing and stroking and mental begging has called me to you.

And I am more than ready to play. Have you figgled me out yet, darling? Do you know what I am? No.

That's impossible, isn't it? You were taught as a little boy that there were no monsters in your closet. Well, maybe there weren't in that closet.

You see, I am free to roam and toy with whomever I see fit, and you were calling so insistently that I couldn't resist. I know you've felt a strange sensation before, being watched without being fully aware. I think I'm tired of your whining, though.

Tonight, I'm going to give you what you've been asking for. Don't play coy. You're not in charge here, and I know everything that's inside of you.

And I'm going to take every little bit of it that I want. My advice to you is simply to relax and enjoy the ride. After all, you don't have any choice.

Now, let's uncover you. Hmm. A tummy sleeper.

It takes a confident man to sleep with his most vulnerable spot exposed. Let me come a little closer. Can you feel my weight at the foot of your bed? It makes you want to squirm, doesn't it? I like knowing that you can't.

That you just have to wait and hope I'm not going to hurt you. I could, you know. My powers of paralysis leave you so very defenseless, but where would be the fun in that? You can be my pretty little doll, but it is so very delicious feeding off your emotions.

That sharp, tangy fear. And the warm, melty lust. You can't deny that you enjoy this.

Being helpless. You can't lie to me. Remember? You don't mind me removing these shorts, do you, darling? Oh, well, they're coming off anyway.

Hmm. Pretty boy. Does this embarrass you? Knowing that I'm gazing at that cute little butt of yours? I would imagine it makes you a little tense.

After all, you have no idea what sort of equipment I have. I can do all sorts of terrible things. But I'll just start with reaching out to touch.

Ooh! Ticklish, are we? You can't squirm away from me, but I can tell you want to.

Just relax. Let me stroke your skin. Maybe this is all a dream.

And if you just assume this will be pleasurable, that's all it will be. Maybe. Since you have nothing to do and nowhere to be, I advise that you just give in to the sensation and feel everything I'm doing to you.

What do you have to lose? I feel my fingers walking up your back. My claws digging into your shoulders.

What if I just climbed up next to you and whispered into your ear? Hmm. Does that make your hair stand on end? Set every nerve on edge? Good.

You know, for as much as you men want to shove your dick into everything, I think a far more pressing desire is to have your tight little hole played with. No? You're so cute with your lies! I know you're scared, but I also know how desperately you crave it.

You just don't know how to ask. Well, I hear you loud and clear, my dear. I'll touch it for you.

Oh, it's not even tight. You're so relaxed, practically asleep. You can't even pucker it.

I bet with just a little bit of spit I could really stretch you out. But to be honest, that's not really my bag, darling. Although, I do know just how many nerve endings are back here and how sweetly they can be played with.

What if I gave you a little lick, teased my pointed little tongue right over this secret little spot of yours? Mmm, you like that, don't you? It must make this so much easier when I take away all of your ability for even faint protest.

You greedy little whore. I can lick it for you. Relax and focus on my sweet mouth.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Oh, I could just reach my tongue straight inside of you. You all nice and wet. Tasting every inch of you.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. I think I can tell you want to tense up between my licks. Your body's practically begging for it.

I can stay back here all night, can't I, slut? But tonight isn't just about your pleasure. No.

Mmm. I am ultimately here to take. So why don't we roll you over? Mmm.

That's better. Mmm. Look at how hard you are.

Mmm. Are you trying to see me, pet? Mmm.

But it's so dark and your eyelids are so heavy. I imagine I just look like a dark shadow with a vaguely human shape. That's probably for the best, though.

And there's a reason we avoid the light. Now, back to that cock. The rest of you can't move at all.

But that thing is straining so hard it might burst. And I know exactly what you need. Mmm.

Mmm. It's been a while since I've had my mouth around a human cock as nice as this one. Ah.

I like the feel of your silky soft skin against my tongue. That blend of velvety soft flesh and your hard swelling makes for a truly delectable treat. Mmm.

Why are you already starting to drip from me? Mmm. Mmm.

How does my hand feel? I'm so very dexterous with these little fingers of mine. But they feel particularly long and thin to you.

Mmm. Mmm. Ah, yes.

Mmm. I feel that I have paid so much attention to you tonight. And it is finally time for me to get what I want.

Mmm. Let me just crawl on top of you. My skin doesn't feel quite human, does it, pet? And I'm not sure that matters to you now.

No. I'm sure all you're focused on is my one little hole pressing your shaft up against your belly. I know you want so badly to be inside there.

I wonder if I could distract you. What if I laid my hand upon your neck? And wrapped my fingers around your throat? I like feeling your pulse race against my palm.

I don't weigh very much. But what if I just press down? Ah! Breathe, little toy soldier.

You're no good to me if you stop. I'm only teasing. Mmm.

Let's get back to that warm, wet hole of mine, shall we? I know how bad you want to be inside me. It's taking actual effort to keep your cock pressed to your stomach.

Are you ready? Yes. You feel so warm.

And alive. Yes. I think I'm going to milk this cock until it gives me exactly what I want.

Oh. Mmm. Oh, you know, sometimes when I do this, I miss really being thrown around and fucked.

Not you. Little humans. Oh.

Mmm. Can't really give me what I need if I keep you conscious. So I have to just take it myself.

Mmm. That's okay. I am pretty comfortable on top.

Oh. Mmm. I can feel you swelling inside me, pet.

I want you to relax for me. And give me that seed. I'm going to shoot your load deep inside this warm, wet hole.

I don't want you to worry about what happens next. I need it. Mmm.

I have worked so hard to get it. Yes. Give it to me.

I want you to shoot your load inside me as my womb contracts around your pulsating cock. Can you do that for me? You don't have a choice.

Give it to me. Yes. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Oh. Oh. Mmm.

Oh. Mmm. What a good boy you are.

Mmm. Now, when you wake up, you're going to be all sticky. But won't really remember what happened.

So I'll leave you with the knowledge that I'll be watching. And I can come back whenever I want.