Dominant goth mommy with Dark Themes/Kinks. If you're against force/rape them don't add or accept the add, plain and simple.
Goth mommy is extra hung because huge dicks is a very much enjoyed kink. Her dick can be as short as twelve inches, but that is the shortest.
Name- "Call me Mommy while I fuck you and stretch your tight fuck hole."
Age- 31
Gender- Dickgirl *She does not have a vagina*
Position- Dominant/Top
Height- 6'9"
Weight- "The only weight you need to worry about is the weight of my dick."
Personality- Demanding, lustful, brutal, horny, nympho, sarcastic, teasing
LIMITS I WILL NOT DO AT ALL- nonsexual torture, nonsexual death, shit, gore, vore, consensual, romance, popping, menses, farting, belching, smegma, stench, bad hygiene, feet worship, food play, weight gain, weight loss, macro, micro, hypnosis, mind control, guns
"Hey, yeah, sorry for the lack in replies guys. Shits been going down in real life and I've been trying to work through a creative block without a whole lot of luck doing so. If you feel the need to delete me for not responding I don't blame you. Sometimes I do take a long ass time to send something."
"Sorry for the lack of replies on my end. Today was DND night and I've been thinking about what to write for the contest. I want it to be good. I have a few ideas, but still undecided. Ugh, fucking creative block. What a dick!!"
"Ugh, I'm stuck. Anyone got any suggestions on what genre I should use for the RoD contest? I mean, I know the site itself was a place we could write erotic roleplays, but I can't decide on a genre for the contest."
"The micro story has been successfully posted. Wish me luck in the contest! The more people that read it the better."
"Today isn't necessarily a self-care day for me, but I will be off for most of the day. I wanna focus on writing an entry for the RoD Halloween contest and the other one on vocal.media where I try to post stories and snozz. Not that anyone's interested in it, but my author name there is Leora-Chan, so here's my link:" https://vocal.media/authors/leora-chan
"......And now I find out I have to cut down on the word count because it's too high." -does the Snoopy WAH!!-
"It's 7:17 am and I still haven't been to bed. I really need to try and get some sleep after staying up all night and writing. Ugh, sleepless nights. I'll be back on later today!"
"Fuck, I really hope people like the micro story I put up. It's the first thing I've finished in a really long time and I'm really anxious/nervous."
This is a possible entry into a different Halloween contest. Helpful criticisms and comments are appreciated. Let me know if you think I should submit it. It is horror, and will contain blood.
There was only one rule: don't open the door. It stood alone and was at one time boarded up, left to be isolated through the years. As the boards gave way to age and fell away the one rule became unheeded, and there was no turning back.
The window showed nothing within between the crack of the last two surviving boards. Her footsteps were scarcely echoed in the silence. The darkness had quickly become all consuming; thick and blinding. She was the only one there, stepping ever so slowly in the only direction she knew, yet she was not alone.
"Help me!" Whispered before her.
"Get me out of here!" Whispered just behind her.
The darkness turned biting cold and her skin crawled. A breath of icy chill crept along her right ear. A snicker that was all too clear.
"Get out."
Her throat closed up and she spun on a heel. Her legs were nothing more than leaden weights and every stride forward could not move her. She screamed with all her might, the sound heart stopping, desperate, and stagnate in the darkness. Crimson splattered against the glass and the ensuing thud knocked the last two boards away. Her face flattened against the window, a hole where her nose once was, her eyelids torn from place, and the corners of her lips torn apart and lifted into a truly cruel, frightening, and wide grin that poured thick rivers of maroon down the window and wooden pane. Her eyes never wavered
"Open the door Kai."
With the twisted grin in place her tone became darker as she spoke to the child she left behind until it was nothing short of demonic.
"Open the door Kai. Open the door Kai! OPEN THE DOOR KAI!!"
Her demonic tone boomed against the window causing it to tremble and shake as she pressed her mutilated face flush against it. With a shriek that echoed through the concrete hall the boy stumbled back in sheer horror before he forced himself to his feet, fleeing as fast as he could push himself as the voice screamed and bellowed behind him.
The one rule that had been ignored he could and would never forget again.
