when the horrors catch up and you take an evening off to batch-process

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Yandere hitman squad

Introducing Moros The Torturer

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Yandere Torturer who accidentally kidnapped you in broad daylight in front of a casino, instead of their actual target. Snatching you into his car and making you pass out from the lack of oxygen getting to your lungs from his huge hands covering the bottom half of your face.

Yandere Torturer That freaks out once he’s tied you into a chair in his “fun basement” when they pulled off the bag placed over your head. Only to see the most beautiful goddess he’s ever laid eyes on. He unknowingly studied your facial features in awe, as a dark thought creeped inside the confines of his mind. He wondered how pretty you’d look if you cried right now on his d—

Yandere Torturer That snaps out of it and gets so embarrassed to the point that he knocks you back tf out again. Resorting to using bribes in order to get the Hacker to reveal your location so he can drop you back off safe and sound. Tucking you underneath the covers silently praying that for you to pass this whole incident as a weird dream, and not remember anything the next day.

Yandere Torturer Who’s casually shopping for groceries to cook for his squad members, only to run into you at the store. And get a mini heart attack when you asked if his 6ft 9 giant ass could pick you out some snacks from the top shelf. Which he did with sweat dripping down his face gently shoving the bag of chips into your chest before walking off without his shopping basket of food.

Yandere Torturer who inwardly melts inside as you returned his shopping cart to him giggling, when your small hands brushed against his scarred ones. The same large jagged hands, that he’s used so many time to rip the bloodcurdling screams from out his previous assigned targets. That are now trembling under your light touches, when you handed the cart over to him.

Yandere Torturer Who is now hooked, watching you longingly as you thanked him for the help earlier before giving him a wave goodbye and walking away. Congrats now you’ve got a fan on your hands!

Yandere Torturer That stalks you from time to time making sure you get home safe after your nightly shifts. Will gladly torture any one who proves to be a nuisance towards you in any way shape or form. Oh the rude customer from before didn’t come back from taking a piss outside? Well that’s because his legs were sawed off in the parking lot behind a dumpster.

Yandere Torturer who is a gentle giant when it comes to his precious sunshine, but also turns into an teenage boy going through puberty if he’s found himself touching you. Wether it be accidentally or just casual friendly contact, it never fails to get his little monster up.

Yandere Torturer Suffering from simpitis meaning that he’s completely whipped for you, but is an socially awkward mess that has a stutter whenever it comes to talking with you.

Yandere Torturer That will be your sworn protector and guardian, he will always be there when you need him…Always

Been thinking really hard lately about a guy who wakes up to hangout with friends and in a rush to get ready and somehow make it at least partly on time, forgets to take his morning pee. Now obviously with the nerves of running around to get ready/brush his teeth/comb his hair/make sure he has everything, he wouldn’t feel the need. But as soon as he sits down in his car and goes to drive out, he feels it. He checks the time on his phone, realizes he can wait till he gets where he’s going. He’s squirming, maybe holding his thighs together as he drives. He arrives at the building, and as he stands up it hits him and he crosses his legs before walking inside. (Let’s say it’s a restaurant). He rushes inside, he’s only about 10 minutes late, he greets his friends and bounces on the balls of his feet as they all say hello. They get a table and sit, he immediately crosses his legs. He’s climbing up the desperation ladder, and oh boy he’s far up there. He sneaks some quick grabs to himself, but doesn’t want to do it too often or for too long in fear of them noticing. The waiter asks what they want to drink, he is so very tempted to say “nothing” but instead says he’d take a tea. When the drinks arrive and their orders are placed, he excuses himself to the bathroom. Upon entering, there are no stalls and the only urinal is taken, with quite a few men already waiting. Some of the men look about as desperate as him, he’s shuffling around and has a hand in his pocket to grab himself. God, he has to go. Hearing the sink run and other people getting the relief he so desperately craves makes his bladder spasm, he feels a tiny drip at the head of his cock. He feels it slide slowly down his thigh before being absorbed into his underwear. He wants to cry, he has to go so bad. The leaks come more often now. He’s squeezing himself so hard his dick is sore, but he just really needs to go. He holds a whine in the back of his throat, and sighs deeply. He really, really needs to pee. Finally he’s next, so close to his relief. He feels his leaks grow, there’s now a wet patch on the front of his jeans- but he doesn’t even notice. The person in front of him is peeing so agonizingly slow, he’s doing a whole dance number in attempt to stop the leaks or at least keep them from escalating. He can’t hold it much longer! His pants are so, so wet. He even loosens his belt. Hurry up! He wants to scream. The person flushes, and then turns around. It’s a man around his age. They stare at eachother, the stranger gives a smirk, and he realizes he may not get to pee in a toilet today.

I've never met a religious person who is as smug and self righteous as the average atheist just saying

are you joking

New follower here and i just want to say that i love your works, especially the torturer, i just want to shower his face in kisses. Your works and art are ✨ amazing ✨ * chef kiss*.

『If you shower the Torturer in kisses then prepare to witness his soul ascend into the high heavens above because this sweet giant cannot handle an ounce of intimacy no matter how touch starved he is』

『Just the mere graze of your skin against his got him acting like a stiff statue, as he tries his hardest not to end up like a fainting goat.』

『But fair warning don’t and I repeat don’t ever try to kiss his Adam’s Apple as his reaction will result in imminent consequences』

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A/n: Day 1 of me finally emptying out my drafts. And thank you sm hope you enjoy your stay!!

Kuruluş Osman 137. Bölüm

So Irregular

I'm a bit lost. I leave you an old video, one of my favorites.

My heart shaking and losing control while I squeeze it and force it to beat

At one point I could hear the blood passing through the chambers of my heart and through my veins. In the end each beat was a jolt inside my chest and my heart couldn't take it anymore and started racing...

“Awe look at our sweet babygirl bro, she looks so out of it already it’s adorable ”

Enforcer cooed with a carefree grin on his face as you sucked on his thick fingers like a pacifier while you were getting tongue fucked by the Torturer’s adept fat tongue that slowly dragged along your plump moist walls spelling out his name from within the depth of your dripping cunt as he peered up at you with a pussydrunk expression.

Moros’s giant frame was on his knees right before the edge of the bed somehow nestled tightly between your thighs that were squeezing his face from the stimulation. While the Enforcer had you propped up against his big chest with your frame placed inbetween his legs as he looked down at you, face flushed in wonderment of your beautiful features. As he began languidly stroking his meaty shaft that was smushed up against the small of your back. His thick mushroom tip smearing precum which dribbled down the crease of you asscheeks and onto the sheets below making an ample mess.

“Ah shii—I think we’re both at our limits from watching those cute faces you’re making babe, Fuck cmere I wanna get a closer look at cha”

The Enforcer murmured in a hushed groan as he slipped two thick fingers covered in your saliva out of your mouth with a pop. Using his hand to tilt your face upwards to the side angling slightly in his direction. He getting entranced by the delicious view of their darling’s fucked out expression, feeling them trembling from the aftershocks of them orgasming yet again on the Torturer’s hot mouth and his plump lips that switched to suctioning harshly on your budding clit.

The Enforcer couldn’t help but bring you into a hot sweltering French kiss as he rapidly pumped his throbbing shaft. Covering your back in thick rivets of his seed in near unison along with the Moros who blew his huge load in his pants. Coming untouched from just the mere taste and smell of your love juices washing over his tastebuds with a low gratifying muffled whimper escaping from his lips that were still pressed up against your gushing twitching hole.

Ticklin torture. Sexy cowboy feet

purposeful hotboxing is hot and all but what about being trapped in a room with someone who farts when they get nervous?? so they just start unintentionally suffocating you with a nonstop barrage of gas as they apologize profusely???