A lawless world where humans are corrupted by horny monsters and demons. I used to write on Tumblr and I decided to start putting some of my stories on BDSMLR now that this place is turning into more of a horny community. This is an erotic horror universe so if you don't like monster sex, demonic corruption, and sexual torment this is probably not the place for you. If you're into that, though, welcome - feel free to pop up for a chat if you have any questions?
He had grown up on the lake, his fathers and his older brother moving out to the cabin on the outskirts of the nearby town in order to escape from the ‘puritanical control of village life’, as his father put it. Life was pretty relaxed by the cabin, and as long as he did his chores, no one bat an eye if he decided to rub one out in front of the lake.
He assumed that his father’s wards were holding strong, keeping the waters safe from most of the aquatic dangers in the Outlands. Sure, he forgot to put on leech repellent a few times as a teen and got an infestation of cock leeches, but it was nothing that his dads’ milking pump in the basement couldn’t solve, not that he’s eager to repeat those nights of being tied down in the basement, screaming bloody murder as the pump chewed away at his cock and pulled out a fourth or fifth orgasm. But ultimately, the lake was usually safe.
And that was true until a few nights ago when one of the when one of the wards seemingly inexplicably failed. It was only inactive for a few moments, but that was enough to put the family in danger. The poor man had no idea of the new visitor in his family’s lake until a slimy tentacle wrapped around his dangling ankle as he lazily stroked his cock and pulled him into the water.
His family had heard his surprised yelp and ran out to see what happened. It was a shock to see the man being hoisted up in the air by several green tentacles, dripping with a smooth clear slime. His eyes were blown wide when he felt the dull pressure of the blunt end of one of the monster’s limbs press against his hole, using more and more force until it slipped past his tight sphincter and made the man cry out, even as his cock gave out a squirt of pre, the tentacles instantly nailing his prostate.
With the human’s mouth already open, it was easy for an unseen tentacle to wrap around his throat and slide into his mouth. The man tried in vain to bite down but it was like chewing leather, and as the tendril squeezed around his neck and cut of his air supply, he relaxed his jaw and began to try and take quick breaths through his noise as the monster slowly but deeply raped his throat.
The man’s legs kick uselessly, the monster seeing no reason to try and bind them as he was holding the man up by his chest, his hands pulling uselessly at the slimy tentacle in his ass, trying his very best to dislodge the intrusion as he dug deeper and deeper, before beginning to piston in and out, fairly slowly at first but that hard enough to nail the man’s prostate with every hit and make a slight bulge in his smooth abs. The man’s eyes crossed over, his body unable to handle the intense pleasure alongside the swabbing of his throat by the other tendril.
His family watched on in horror as the monster thoroughly fucked the man, slimy white seed beginning to try out from around the tendril in his ass and even at one point firing out the man’s nostrils as he gagged on the tentacle in his throat. Unfortunately for the family, the relaxed nudity rules that they adopted meant that neither the fathers nor the man’s older brother could hide their erections at the horrifying, yet undeniably erotic sight of their beloved family member being violated like this.
It took nearly an hour before the tentacle monster finally grew tired of the boy, his stomach slightly round with the beast’s sperm and his face and chest covered in spit, snot, and monster slime. It tossed the man carelessly into the shore, his body limp and unconscious, for his family to retrieve before lurking back into the depths of the lake, in which it was now trapped by the wards, waiting for the next opportunity to grab one of the men in the cabin.
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He had grown up on the lake, his fathers and his older brother moving out to the cabin on the outskirts of the nearby town in order to escape from the ‘puritanical control of village life’, as his father put it. Life was pretty relaxed by the cabin, and as long as he did his chores, no one bat an eye if he decided to rub one out in front of the lake.
He assumed that his father’s wards were holding strong, keeping the waters safe from most of the aquatic dangers in the Outlands. Sure, he forgot to put on leech repellent a few times as a teen and got an infestation of cock leeches, but it was nothing that his dads’ milking pump in the basement couldn’t solve, not that he’s eager to repeat those nights of being tied down in the basement, screaming bloody murder as the pump chewed away at his cock and pulled out a fourth or fifth orgasm. But ultimately, the lake was usually safe.
And that was true until a few nights ago when one of the when one of the wards seemingly inexplicably failed. It was only inactive for a few moments, but that was enough to put the family in danger. The poor man had no idea of the new visitor in his family’s lake until a slimy tentacle wrapped around his dangling ankle as he lazily stroked his cock and pulled him into the water.
His family had heard his surprised yelp and ran out to see what happened. It was a shock to see the man being hoisted up in the air by several green tentacles, dripping with a smooth clear slime. His eyes were blown wide when he felt the dull pressure of the blunt end of one of the monster’s limbs press against his hole, using more and more force until it slipped past his tight sphincter and made the man cry out, even as his cock gave out a squirt of pre, the tentacles instantly nailing his prostate.
With the human’s mouth already open, it was easy for an unseen tentacle to wrap around his throat and slide into his mouth. The man tried in vain to bite down but it was like chewing leather, and as the tendril squeezed around his neck and cut of his air supply, he relaxed his jaw and began to try and take quick breaths through his noise as the monster slowly but deeply raped his throat.
The man’s legs kick uselessly, the monster seeing no reason to try and bind them as he was holding the man up by his chest, his hands pulling uselessly at the slimy tentacle in his ass, trying his very best to dislodge the intrusion as he dug deeper and deeper, before beginning to piston in and out, fairly slowly at first but that hard enough to nail the man’s prostate with every hit and make a slight bulge in his smooth abs. The man’s eyes crossed over, his body unable to handle the intense pleasure alongside the swabbing of his throat by the other tendril.
His family watched on in horror as the monster thoroughly fucked the man, slimy white seed beginning to try out from around the tendril in his ass and even at one point firing out the man’s nostrils as he gagged on the tentacle in his throat. Unfortunately for the family, the relaxed nudity rules that they adopted meant that neither the fathers nor the man’s older brother could hide their erections at the horrifying, yet undeniably erotic sight of their beloved family member being violated like this.
It took nearly an hour before the tentacle monster finally grew tired of the boy, his stomach slightly round with the beast’s sperm and his face and chest covered in spit, snot, and monster slime. It tossed the man carelessly into the shore, his body limp and unconscious, for his family to retrieve before lurking back into the depths of the lake, in which it was now trapped by the wards, waiting for the next opportunity to grab one of the men in the cabin.