[F4F] Haunted mommy will punish all your bullies, if you'll stay here forever with her.

[F4F] [TF4TF] [TF4F] Haunted mommy will punish all your bullies, if you'll stay here forever with her.

Cold sweat was soaking your back, as you felt yourself backing up against the wall. Trying to inch back a little further, just to realize that the concrete wouldn't bulge the slightest bit. Even as you were growing desperate, clinging to the wall as you tried to shrink back just the tiniest little bit ... you couldn't.

Instead, you just watched helplessly how that thing crept a little closer. Dressed in a pristine white dress, with long black hair. Skin that just was so fair, it was basically translucent. There was ample cleavage, and her bare bosom had veins easily visible.

Yet looking at her face was just haunting.

Pitch black eye sockets, scars which went from the corner of her lips to her ears. That distinct smile, which together with the scars looked like she was grinning from one ear to another. Her lips were vibrant red, just a little semblant of blood. Standing in contrast with her pale skin, as she put her hands on you.

You felt the sharpness of her nails, as she went after your hands. Locking fingers with you, pressing your hands against the wall - and digging her knee right in-between your crotch, as she went in up close to lick your neck.

Her touch felt cold. Her breath felt cold. You felt no pulse on her, even with how close she was to you. It was quiet, terrifying — enough for you to feel the finest hairs raising up and leaving you quivering in terror. Those eyes ... those eyes.

"You shouldn't leave mommy alone ..."

And that voice. It felt wrong. Patched together. The words didn't match in tone. It sounded as if each word was recorded by another woman and played back to back - but the words were just as terrifying, given that you had not even the smallest inkling of what was going on.

"... Don't leave mommy alone, it's scary."

She whispered, as her tongue slowly ran up along your neck. Leaving behind a slick trail, as she softly breathed on your ear. A steady, warm breath tickling your ear.

"... Mommy will spoil you, alright? So don't go away. Just tell Mommy, I'll spoil you. Tell me, I will spoil you. How should I spoil you? Darling won't you tell Mommy? Please tell me, tell me, tell me—"

You couldn't see it, she was just too close to you. Her face buried into your neck, but use just repeated the same thing. Initially, it just sounded endearing. Patronizing. Somewhat adoring even, but as she kept going it became more and more unhinged. Obsessive. Coming off a little bit like a broken record, as she kept begging almost hysterically.

Louder. Increasingly shrill. Her voice hurting in your ears, and your fingers ached as she was putting more and more strength into her grip, pressing her bosom against you, pressing you harder against the wall, unbothered on how it would make breathing harder for you.

She repeated herself like a broken record, while you had your life flash before your eyes - suffocated by a fear of the unknown.

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Heyy! I'm looking to combine horror with a bit of mommy play tonight! Please pay attention to the hints on her 'rules' so you don't end up in a bad ending.

There are two topics I want to explore here.

One, the punishment of bullies. I'm looking for ego death, mind control, mindbreak on these. I want something harsh here. Let's ruin the bad girls that picked on you.

Two, the cruel evil mommy. There is a reason why she's looking for another daughter. Being the target of her spoiling and pampering is no easy task. "You" are her precious darling.

I am pretty open on the exact type you want to play as. You don't have to be a 'perfect fit', we can just ... break you until you fit into your role as my precious sweetheart.

Tell me about yourself. What you're looking for. Kinks. Limits. Some ideas maybe. Just a little something so I know what I'm working with.