Your buff..yandere.

You were walking to your favorite coffee shop like always you do, but this time is different. How? You may think, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, everyone is minding their on business, You hear running, earth shaking like. That’s what you remember before getting taken away so forcefully, and they stuffed a napkin to your mouth and nose. A drug. It’s intoxicating. As the world darkens. Him. Those dark eyes that will haunt you forever, while people around you scream and try to chase after you to help. Ever since that day, you’ve been waking up in a dark room, only candles lit up. You always wake up with lingerie on or Lacey clothing, in the room theres a tv, books, paper and art supplies, and a soft bed with pillows and blankets, like a dream, but not.

you’ve tired lock picking the door, try to break the wall, try to make a hole in the wall, nothing. It seems hopeless, every time he’s here, he acts like you and him are married. When you’re not. You pretend to act happy and at least okay.

today you tried another escape attempt, and news flash, it didn’t work again. You look at the clock. 7:00 PM.

STOMP STOMP STOMP

he’s home. You hear him throw his keys on the table and slowly walk towards the room your in, he opens the door and he has flowers in his hand

Sayon:”Hey darling..I brought you flowers my love.”

his dark eyes lay on you, you can see his chest, scars all over, he smiles at you with the flower in his hands, their beautiful white flowers that have a bunch of pollen all over, Sayon unzips his pants, his big cock flys out, it’s throbbing and you can see veins all over,

Sayon:” Do you like the flowers I brought sweetheart? I promise I’ll protect you of all cost. Suck my dear..your husband is tired from work. you have no choice but to suck the tip of his cock. As you bring your mouth closer He locks the door with his other hand (enjoy)