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“Are you sure you want this one, Miss? It’s been in the shop for as long as I’ve owned it. I’ve got things in much better condition than this that might suit your fancy.” The shopkeep motioned towards a number of other oddities and paintings that filled the shelves behind you, but you kept your gaze forward.
“No, I’ll take this. I feel like something about it calls to me.” The corners of your mouth lifted as you stared at a blurry, gray-toned reflection of yourself, barely able to tell it was you. The glass was warped with a strange tint and the paint on the carved frame was flaking off, but there was something about that mirror that drew you in. It had character and a calling aura, even if it did show the stains of time.
The shop owner eyed you worriedly for a moment but nodded affirmatively, covering the full length mirror with a large heavy drape, as it had been when you walked in. You two quickly exchanged conversation regarding payment for the antique and the delivery, and you turned to head out the door.
“Ma’am, I should tell you one thing about this mirror.” The shopkeep reached out to stop you as he spoke. “Several people have purchased this before but it gets returned every time. I’m sure you could already tell, but there’s something strange about this particular item.”
“Well yeah, I’m sure it’s seen its fair share of horrors in its time. It looks older than I am.” You laughed at your quip but the man before you showed no amusement.
“No, I mean I think this is cursed. Those who have returned it have said it speaks to them. Horrible, gruesome things. Someone even tried to destroy it but said the glass was unbreakable, so they brought it back here.” The worry in his face intensified as he recalled what he’d been told about the mirror. Again you scoffed at the assertion.
“Nonsense, it’s just an old mirror. I’m sure it’ll be just fine. Besides, I feel rather attached to it already.” You glanced back at your newly obtained possession and smiled, excited to have it in your home. The owner pursed his lips together, stifling any retort to your confidence and sent you on your way. Within a few hours you were staring at the newly delivered mirror, absolutely giddy with your purchase.
It quietly sat in the corner of your bedroom for you to see it most often, adding an air of antiquity to the space. As time went on you never heard it say a single word, despite the shopkeep’s fervent warning, and with each passing day it seemed more and more silly that anyone would claim a mirror could talk. Something must have spooked them and they projected their fears onto the strange new object in their home. Just thinking about the notion made you giggle to yourself. The old mirror stood in elegance and reflected the light of the fire into the rest of the room, it seemed to have no otherworldly power or quality other than the unusual tint and blurriness of the glass.
Something you were noticing though, was the sensation of being watched. It wasn’t a particularly powerful feeling, but it clung to you incessantly. You lived alone on the outskirts of town and you had for quite some time, so visitors were few and far between with no close relatives to come by unexpectedly. It felt like there was a presence lingering around but you could never see who or what it was. Sometimes a light draft would drift over your exposed skin, raising goosebumps all over your flesh, or you could feel eyes raking over you as you undressed inside your bedroom. Most of the time when you felt it you disregarded the feeling, attributing it to the paranoia that can come with living alone.
That bizarre feeling never seemed to go away, it followed you everywhere like someone was always just out of sight following you anywhere you went. Whatever it was didn’t feel malicious though, and you were not experiencing any strings of bad luck but you couldn’t tell what had changed and why you felt this way. You decided it was time to do some research on the occult. Maybe a spirit had attached itself to you for some reason and you needed to find a way to help it pass on. This assumption felt rather righteous and brought a smile to your face. Yes, this had to be it, and it was now your job to help that spirit move on.
The following day you’d made your way back to the shop where you’d bought the mirror in search of some books on the supernatural. Luckily he’d had a few dusty specimens that might have what you were looking for. More than happy with your haul, you made your way home with your arms full of the old tomes, practically skipping the whole way. When you arrived the sun had just about set and you could feel the familiar prickliness on the back of your neck the moment you stepped through the threshold. A shiver ripped down your spine but you shook your head and dismissed the sensation in favor of making tea and beginning your studies.
You stoked the fire in your room and quickly set yourself up at the foot of your bed with your books, ready to learn anything you could about spirits and ghosts, and what you could do to help them finish their journey. The eerie feeling of being watched never ceased, even as you spent hours turning page after page in the old books. In fact, it seemingly got more intense as the night drew on and you got further into your research. Your resolve did not break though as you continued studiously with your mission, completely ignoring the feeling encompassing you.
At some point your tea was long gone, and after hours of concentrated reading you had fallen asleep on your book. You often had dreams but most were benign and not worth remembering but something about this dream felt very real. You were in your room, undressing after a long day in town. You’d slipped your clothes off in front of the fire but felt eyes on you once again. It was much more prevalent than any other time you’d felt it, like someone was actually in the room with you. Your attention drew to the mirror, where you moved to stand in front of the stained glass. Only your blurry naked form stared back at you for a moment, only to be taken over by a darker shadow much larger than you. Your eyes widened and you froze, unsure if it was a trick of the light or if something had moved behind you.
The form in the mirror cleared up slightly and took the shape of a man. No, it was more than that. This creature had more arms than a human should and was much larger than any man you’d ever seen. Before you in the mirror stood the shadow of a massive four armed creature with glowing red eyes. Because of the warped glass you couldn’t make out a clear image but what you could see was enough. The bright red eyes shining through the mirror peered at you menacingly, piercing through you in that all too familiar way. Your breath hitched in fear and in that moment a singular hand reached through the glass and grabbed your throat, squeezing it tightly. You reached up and clawed at the hand around you but it did nothing to release the death grip this monster had on you.
Just as you were choking for air, your eyes opened and you inhaled violently, now free from your nightmare. Your hands clutched at your neck, still stuck in the visceral feeling of being grabbed in such a way.
“What the fuck was that?” You whispered to yourself as you tried to calm down. For some reason you could still feel the massive hand around your throat. Your eyes shifted over to the mirror, still standing in the same corner it always had. Some spark of fear had rooted itself into your gut but the rational side of your mind was quickly able to partition the dream from reality.
“Must be from reading all this before bed.” The justification was lame and even you knew it, but that was your story and you were sticking to it. You touched the area on your neck again, a residual feeling somehow still lingering on your skin causing indecent thoughts to bubble up. What strange feelings that dream was dredging up into your mind. You were both scared and strangely excited.
Regardless, it was time to actually go to bed. You cleaned up your pile of reading material, smothered the fire, and buried yourself in your blankets. After only a few minutes you found yourself repositioning to get comfortable. You tossed and turned for the better part of an hour before you threw your arms down onto the bed in frustration and let out a heavy sigh. Your thoughts were still stuck on that dream you’d had.
The feeling of having a hand around your throat was enticing and your shame was slowly intensifying as the heat spread through your body from your core. You just couldn’t let the thought go. The dream was terrifying but you were excited for some odd reason. You bit your lip and began to slowly run your hands over your body, following the curves of your chest and hips. One of your hands reached up and gently squeezed your neck while the other dipped past the edge of your panties.
Your nimble fingers gave attention to your needy cunt as you replayed the dream in your head over and over again, each time getting less frightening and more sultry. As your fingers ran circles over your swollen clit you let out quiet breathy moans, your other hand moving from that sweet spot on your neck to your now exposed breasts. You pinched and pulled at your pert nipples, causing them to swell and turn a pretty shade of pink. With each motion you made you fell deeper into your moment of depravity. More and more sweet little moans escaped your lips as you sunk a finger into your soaking hole. Slow movements quickly sped up and one finger changed to two. You plunged your fingers into yourself at a brutal pace as you imagined whatever was in the mirror holding you down by your neck as it drove its fingers into you instead of your own. How desperately you wanted that to happen in that moment only spurred you on closer to your peak.
Your moans got louder and more unhinged as you curled your fingers inside yourself to hit that soft spongy spot. The hand massaging your breasts snaked back up to your neck and squeezed hard causing your eyes to roll back. Your fingers moved impossibly faster as you very quickly reached your peak, your noises and unearthly moans echoing through your room. Your orgasm hit like a burst of white hot flames, absolutely overtaking all of your other senses. With your eyes rolled back and your throat squeezed tight, you thrust your fingers into yourself a few more times, extending your ecstasy. After a few more moments, you released your airway and removed your fingers with a satisfying squelch and sucked in lifegiving air.
Your face was red from both the orgasm and the fact that you just got off to a dream of being choked. You couldn’t believe you’d just done that, a soft chuckle escaped your lips conveying the feeling. No one else was around to judge you for what you just did so you were free to keep it your dirty little secret. The corners of your mouth lifted slightly knowing this wouldn’t be the last time you recalled that dream. Once you had cleaned yourself up you hopped back in bed and before you knew it you’d actually fallen asleep, this time to have much more wholesome dreams.
The next day you woke early so you could get your work done before hitting the books once again. The day quickly turned to night and you were finally able to continue reading up on the occult. You’d already finished one book and were excited to start the next, making swift work of the material. Just like the night before, you fed the fire and quickly prepared tea to have while you read.
“You’re a very clever girl, you know that?” A disembodied voice rang through the bedroom. You gasped in horror and dropped your tea tray, tea spilling and splashing all over the floor. Your head whipped around looking for the source of the voice but couldn’t find anyone there.
“Hello? Who said that!?” Your voice shook just slightly as you tried to put on a brave front.
“Oh come now, I call you a clever girl and you ask a question like that? You should know better.” You immediately turned and faced the mirror.
“There’s no way in hell…” You spoke much more softly this time, in complete disbelief of what you’d heard.
“There we are, now you’ve figured it out.” There, standing in the mirror, was a blurry reflection that didn’t belong to you. He was tall with messy pink hair and dressed in a simple light colored kimono with a black scarf.
“What the fuck?” You whispered to yourself before responding to the figure in the mirror. “You really can talk.” You took a step closer to get a better look at the mirrored man before you.
“Hahaha, yes, I can talk. I just choose who I talk to very carefully, being trapped in a mirror and all.” He knocked on the glass and produced a muted thud confirming his current state. Your eyes widened a moment as you came to the realization that you were not crazy, and this in fact was happening right now.
“How- How are you doing that? How are you trapped in there? Are you some kind of ghost?” You pressed your hand to the cold glass but was met with a stiff barrier.
“It’s a long, old story, but let’s just say someone had a grudge and worked some magic to trap me in here.” He spoke with a sly smile, obviously leaving out some key details in his explanation.
“Interesting. So, you’re a real person. Or at least were at one point in time. I’m assuming a long time ago based on your kimono.” Your eyes moved around the mirror, inspecting it for any changes or any clues to who this person was.
“See, I knew you were clever. Yes, I was a real physical person at one point, but I’ve been trapped in this mirror for a few centuries I think. It’s so hard to tell time from in here. I’m Ryomen Sukuna.” You were in such awe that you could barely feel his eyes raking over your form. What you didn’t know was that only your side of the mirror was foggy. On the other side, the man had a clear view of you and everything in the room.
“I’m Y/N. You must have really pissed someone off for them to trap you like this, and for such a long time at that. I’m sure the caster is long gone by now.” Your fingers ran over the edges of the carved frame as you spoke. The man on the other side of the glass laughed at your assertion, confirming what you’d said.
“Yes I guess you could say that. I’ve been known to cause some trouble.” Even through the cloudy glass you could tell he was smiling. You stepped back and stared at the figure before you, just barely able to make out his features.
“Trouble huh? Are we talking petty theft or the rape and pillage kind of trouble?” You both let out a chuckle.
“Well you know, a little of this, a little of that.” The statement was playfully delivered but had an air of truth behind the vague words.
“Guess that makes sense why you’re stuck here then.” You let out another laugh but quickly halted when you felt a wet spot on your foot. “Ah fuck, my tea spilled everywhere thanks to you.” You rolled your eyes at the mess on the ground and proceeded to clean up.
“Hey now, I didn’t mean to startle you, Y/N. I figured with you reading all those books on spirits you weren’t so easily frightened.” You shot your gaze up towards the mirror in surprise.
“How did you know I was reading books on the supernatural?”
“I’ve been watching you these last few weeks, trying to figure out if you were worthy of speaking to or if I should terrorize you like I did the others.” You stood from your place on the ground and stared in shock.
“You really did that?”
“Of course I did. It was either stay silent until they died and passed me onto the next family member or make them believe this mirror was cursed and have them return it. You, though, strike me as someone worth speaking to.” Something about the way he said the last part made you blush, you weren’t sure why though,, so you turned your head in an attempt to hide it but failed miserably. Then something clicked in your mind.
“Wait, you’ve been watching me?! I’ve had this awful feeling of being watched for weeks now and it’s been you this whole time?!” You raised your voice with an edge of anger. “How much have you seen exactly?” The smile on the man’s face widened as he responded.
“I’ve seen just a bit of you and your daily activities. You spend a lot of time alone with your studies and apothecary work.” Again with the vague response. You blushed hard as you came to the conclusion that he watched you the night before as well. You turned away and continued cleaning up your mess to hide your shame.
“Yeah, well, living out here allows me to focus on my work.”
“No need to be shy and change the subject like that. I know you’re thinking about last night, and you’re right, I was watching you touch yourself. Your hands and fingers trailing all over, all in yourself, in that sweet little cunt of yours.” Your hands were shaking and your face burned red as he recounted your dirty actions from the night prior. “And those pretty little moans you let out were like music to my ears. I haven’t heard someone with a voice as sweet as yours in a long time.”
Holy cow, what was even happening right now? The man in the mirror was coming on to you and speaking such vulgar things, things you hadn’t been told in you couldn’t remember how long. And he watched you last night? How absolutely embarrassing!
“Oh my god please stop reminding me of what I did last night, it’s so humiliating to know someone else watched that. I wouldn’t have done it if I had known you were the one watching me all this time.” You steeled yourself of your frantic nerves and finished cleaning up the spilled tea on the ground. Sukuna let out a sordid laugh at your shame but did agree to drop the topic.
“Alright, no need to be so uptight now, we all have our moments of self indulgence from time to time. So tell me, what do you do with your time other than your medicine work?” The change in topic was more than welcome. You could feel the flush on your face fading as you finished cleaning up the mess on the floor and responded.
“I have a garden I tend to behind the house, and I read a lot, as you’ve seen. Studying what I work with helps with my experimentation and making medicine for the town. On occasion I travel out to the mountain to gather herbs and such that aren’t locally available.”
“For being so learned and useful to this place you sure don’t get a lot of visitors.” The corner of your mouth lifted knowingly.
“Many people live in fear of what they don’t understand, including me and what I do. Those desperate enough to seek my help are rewarded with relief and a cure for their ailment, but most refuse my services and call me a witch.”
“What about friends? Family? Maybe a lover of sorts?” There it was again, the blush on your face came rushing back.
“Nope, no family, my one friend is out adventuring over the mountain, and I’ve been single for a long time now. The only person in this town that tolerates my presence is the shopkeeper where I got you from, but even he keeps his distance. Whether it be for his safety or my own I haven’t figured it out yet, hahaha.” You let out a lighthearted chuckle at your last statement, thinking of the man’s face when you insisted on purchasing the mirror.
“Sounds like a lonely existence, having no one to be around or share your experience with. I know what that’s like, being trapped in here and all.” Sukuna could tell this was a soft spot for you. He needed to pry into that so you’d let your guard down.
“I guess it is. I usually consume my time and dump myself into my work so I don’t notice it for the most part.” Your eyes showed something different than what your words were trying to convey. You did notice it. You noticed how empty your house seemed and the deafening silence that clung in the air when you spoke aloud to yourself. Sukuna could see the pained look in your eyes and how well it was masked, but he could see it.
“Seems like you could use some… companionship.” He spoke in a husky tone that made you shiver.
“I mean, that is something I’d like. As long as it didn’t interfere with my work.”
“Maybe that’s something I can offer you, if you can get me out of here.”
“Get you out of there?” You turned in his direction. “How?”
“If you can find one of my fingers you can use that to create a conduit for me. Once that’s made I can get out of here and fulfill my end of the bargain. I offer you companionship when you need it, and in turn you can be useful to me with your apothecary skills.” You step close, clutching a dirty towel in your hands.
“What’s the catch? Nothing is ever that simple.”
“Hahaha, there’s that intellect of yours again. You’re right, it’s not really that simple. For starters, you’ll actually have to eat the finger. Gross, I know, but that’s the only way for the conduit to work.” Your face contorted slightly at the thought of having to eat a centuries old finger, but it wasn’t out of the question.
“What else?” You knew there would be more to this deal of his.
“Not really one for mystery are you? That’s alright. Once you’ve become the conduit, you and I will be linked together. You’ll be free to call on me whenever you need me, and I to you. Now, do we have a deal?” You sat quietly for a moment mulling over the decision before responding.
“I don’t think that’s such a hot idea. Just from the evidence, it sounds like you might cause some issues once you’re out.” You conveyed your skepticism with the idea, very wary of the decision you were about to make.
“You’re right to be skeptical. I’ve done some very bad things to so many people, but I assure you my time in here has really had an impact. It’s just no matter how I try, I can’t get out of here myself. That is where I need you, Y/N. Think about it, you get an ally who won’t intrude on your work, and I get a conduit to release me from my cage. So what do you say?”
“Well, I’ve never made a deal with the devil before, so why not? Alright. We have a deal.” You nodded affirmatively. Sukuna’s face split with a wide smile at your acceptance.
“Excellent. Oh so conveniently, I believe the shop where you got me from also has a finger of mine. I’m sure if you bat your pretty little lashes at the shopkeep he’d be willing to sell it to you.” Your brows lifted in surprise, but you should have expected something like that to be there.
“Hmm, I wonder how you and your finger ended up in the same place. You’d think after so many years the finger would be in some other land completely.”
“Yes well, that shop has existed for a long, long time and people don’t exactly go around purchasing fingers, so it’s been in the owner's possession for quite some time.”
“That makes sense. I can’t imagine anyone in this town buying a finger from an oddities shop with how superstitious everyone is. Well then it’s settled. I’ll go to the shop tomorrow to get the finger and I’ll get you out of there.” You smiled at Sukuna triumphantly, ready to take on your new mission. Sukuna smiled as well, but with much more sinister intentions.
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“Sukuna! Sukuna! I got it, I got the finger!” Your overjoyed voice rang through the house as you bounded back towards your bedroom clutching a small sealed box. Sukuna awoke from his slumber and his ghostly figure appeared in the mirror as you entered the room.
“Ah perfect, that’s a good girl.” The praise he gave brought a faint blush to your cheeks as you presented your find.
“Yeah, it took some convincing, and nearly all of my savings, but he allowed me to buy it.” The box in your hands was tightly wrapped with aged linen scribed with an ancient seal. You could feel a slight power emanating from it but it didn’t seem particularly impressive.
“Well I must say that cleverness of yours is coming in handy once again. And don’t worry, once I’m out of here I can replenish that savings of yours and get you so much more for releasing me.” You nodded excitedly and knelt before the mirror, gently pulling the wrapping off the old box. The more you removed, the more power you felt coming from the finger inside. You’d never felt something like this before but something in your gut told you the feeling was familiar.
Brushing that off, you finished unwrapping the box and was surprised to see how plainly it was packaged. A straight black box with a single written seal on the outside. Inside, was a shriveled long finger, discolored with age. Your face contorted in disgust as you inspected the specimen.
“So this old thing was yours? How old are you exactly?” You looked up from your place on the ground not really knowing what to expect.
“Oh, I’d say… a thousand years? I’ve been stuck in here for around three hundred or so.” Sukuna replied casually.
“A thousand years!? Holy fucking shit.” Your surprise pulled a hearty laugh from the man in the mirror.
“Yes, I’ve been around for a long, long time, and I plan to be around for many more now that the damn sorcerer who trapped me here is gone. You gingerly pulled the item from the box and continued looking it over, completely fascinated with the prospect that you were holding a multi century old finger.
“Now I gotta… eat this thing?” Your face returned to its disgruntled state.
“I’m sorry, pretty girl, but it’s the only way to get this to work.” Something about the finger seemed terribly ominous, but you trusted Sukuna when he told you it would work.
“Ugh, this is gonna be fucking gross isn’t it?” You spoke softly to yourself as you mentally prepared to eat the object in your hands.
After a moment, you inhaled deeply to compose yourself, and you shoved the ancient finger into your mouth and swallowed harshly. Almost immediately your heart lurched as your body began to absorb the power. You let out a loud gasp as your stomach tightened and you fell forward onto your hands, coughing and sputtering from the immense power and radiating pain. In the mirror, Sukuna had a deranged smile on his face as he watched you wretch on the floor.
“Oh my fucking god, what is happening?!” Your belly and chest cramped intensely as your body digested the finger and Sukuna watched on joyously. You let out moans of pain and you crumpled to the floor, hoping beyond all hope it would end soon.
“It’s just your body absorbing my power, if you don’t die, it’ll be over soon.” You looked up with wide watery eyes.
“If I don’t die? You never mentioned that! Ahh, fuck it hurts!” Tears streamed down your face as the pain continued to increase and spread throughout your body. You let out a shaky groan as you clenched your fists trying to push past the pain. Sukuna bent down to your level to speak to you.
“Come now, you’re stronger than that. I can sense it in you, my finger. Seems right at home in those guts of yours.” He let out a low chuckle as he watched you writhe in pain on the floor. You scratched at the floorboards fruitlessly, praying to no one in particular that you would survive whatever was happening to your body.
Then, just as quickly as it had taken over, the pain began to fade. You inhaled deeply in an attempt to compose yourself, finally relieved of your hellish suffering. In the mirror, Sukuka’s image became clear, the gray tint disappearing and the glass becoming transparent. You looked up from your place on the floor through wet lashes and noticed the change. Your mouth opened in shock as you were finally able to take in his full form without any obstructions. Sukuna chuckled, taking in the site of your tear soaked face still red from your agony just moments before, and stepped out of the mirror.
“Holy shit, it actually worked.” You stared in awe for a few moments, still kneeling on the ground. Sukuna raised his arms over his head and stretched as if he’d been stuck somewhere cramped for quite some time.
“Yes, yes it did. And now I’m free from that damned mirror.” He turned around and flicked the mirror, shattering the now normal glass into thousands of tiny pieces. Your eyes widened as you continued to stare in astonishment. With the mirror now broken and Sukuna freed, he turned his attention back to you. The moment you made eye contact, the hairs on the back of your neck stood straight and a shiver ripped through your body. You switched positions, not even bothering to stand, and began to back yourself away from the man before you, only to be stopped when your back was flush against the wall. Something about Sukuna was… terrifying.
“So now what?” Your voice was small as you tried to stifle your fear.
“Now,” Sukuna stepped forward to close the distance you’d made between you two, “it’s time for me to fulfill my end of the bargain. But there is something you should know about me.” He knelt down to meet your gaze, causing you to tremble slightly. “I am the rape and pillage kind of trouble.” The smirk on his face grew to an unhinged smile as he reached forward and wrapped an incredibly strong hand around your throat, lifting you off the ground. “Anything and everything I want, I take, including you, pretty girl. You’re mine now.” You could barely register the heinous laughter as the life was being squeezed out of you. It was just like your dream from the other night. Your mind raced with terror as images of the monster flashed through your vision.
“This isn’t what I wanted.” You choked out the words as you desperately clawed at the hand around your throat.
“Not what you wanted? Y/N this is exactly what you signed up for! Hahaha! You just freed a thousand year old curse from its prison and now you’re going to try to tell me it wasn’t for your own selfish reasons? Come now, I know you better than that. I can sense your resentment for this place and just how lonely you really are. You knew what you were getting into and I plan to thoroughly fulfill my promise to you, even if you tell me no.” Sukuna’s grip loosened just enough for you to breathe but he didn’t let you go.
With your back against the wall and your toes barely scraping against the ground, Sukuna guided you over to the bed and unceremoniously tossed you down, your body landing with a muffled thud. The redness on your face began to fade as you sucked down the oxygen you were deprived of. You propped yourself up on your elbows to try to scoot back away again but Sukuna reached out and grabbed one of your ankles, yanking you back to him and messing up the bed sheets.
“Stop! This isn’t what I meant by comp-”
“Hush girl. I know what you meant by it, and I know what you need, and I know what I want, and those things happen to align quite nicely whether you see it now or not.” You closed your legs tightly but Sukuna’s grip on your ankle never wavered.
As you trembled beneath him you watched as he lowered his robe revealing two more arms marked with matching tattoos. He let out an unhinged laugh when you noticed two more eyes had revealed themselves as well, your own eyes widening in fear as the monster from your dream made themself known right in front of you.
“You were in my dream the other night. You were the monster that grabbed me!” Try as you might, you couldn’t escape the hold he had on your legs.
“Yes, it was! I just wanted to take a little peek into your brain and couldn’t help myself when I saw you like that. Completely naked and ready for the taking. I mean you were practically asking for it, and that wonderful little show you put on after you’d woken up was simply divine.” He pulled you close again, this time by both ankles, being sure to press his center into yours. You yelped and your face winced when you felt how big his hard cock was, even through his kimono.
“Please don’t bring that up. It makes this so much more embarrassing!” You pleaded and covered your face as the blush on your cheeks deepened.
“What, this?” Sukuna used his two free arms to rip the skirt you were wearing clean off, leaving you in your flimsy top and panties. The unhinged smile never left his face as he took in eye fulls of your salacious form. You let out a cry when your lower garments were ripped from your body and in a feeble attempt to stop your captor you reached down but your wrists were quickly caught by a massive hand and held above your body. “No use in fighting me now. I’ll be taking everything from you.”
You began trembling again knowing you were completely caught. Even if you weren’t directly in his grasp, you knew that you could never get away from a monster of this size. You knew it was useless but you let out a loud scream, Sukuna merely laughed in response.
“Go ahead, scream all you want. Scream louder if you can, no one is coming to save you. Besides, you don’t need saving from the likes of me. Before you know it you’ll have fallen to depravity and you’ll be begging me for more. Now do as I say and I won’t have to hurt you… too badly. Hahaha!” You writhed beneath him and tried with all your strength to free yourself but to no avail. Sukuna had a tight grip on your wrists and ankles and still had a hand free to do what he pleased. He proceeded to rip off the remaining clothes you had on but stopped just before destroying your panties.
“No, stop-” Your words fell on deaf ears.
“What is this?” His smile dropped and a look of surprise took over his features. “This little wet spot down here. Don’t tell me you’re already turned on because of all this? You little heathen! And here I thought I was going to get the opportunity to corrupt you right from the jump, but it seems your indecency is coming through already.” In an instant your panties were torn off and you could feel the cool air between your legs. You turned your head and squeezed your eyes shut tightly hoping that this was just another dream.
Sukuna delicately ran the fingers on his free hand through your folds, admiring the slick that was spread around before shoving a single long appendage deep into you. Your eyes snapped open and you threw your head back, failing to hold in a breathy whine as the man holding you captive moved his finger in and out of you. The sensation of being touched in such a way distracted you from your futile efforts to escape and you were now fighting back moans and needy whines. It was taking everything in you not to give in to Sukuna’s touch, reminding yourself that he was a monster, a curse, and he was taking what he wanted from you, you couldn’t just let him have it.
Even so, your facade was quickly fading as Sukuna continued his ministrations. The tension on your bound arms and legs started to slack as your body began to heat from your core. Sukuna’s full attention was on you, watching you unravel with every pump of his fingers. He noticed your fight dying out as your limbs thrashed less and less, seeing your eyes glaze over with pleasure. Before you knew it, he’d pushed another finger into you, eliciting a louder moan than before. You lifted your head to look at your captor and were met with a wide grin and wild eyes.
“Yes, I thought you would like something like this. Women like you feign innocence and piety but when it comes down to what you really desire, you all beg to be taken advantage of, to have your bodies ransacked and your minds twisted to suit whatever monster is taking you. It seems that still holds true even in these times.” Sukuna let out a low chuckle and shoved his fingers in hard, pressing up into a soft spongy spot. A loud moan escaped your lips as your fists clenched and toes curled. His wide grin grew at the reaction and he picked up his movement once more.
Your head was still lifted from the bed when you met Sukuna’s eyes yet again, feeling the feral energy that swirled within them, yours nearly matching. Sukuna’s fingers continued to pump in and out of you as he leaned close to your face, stopping only a few centimeters away from your lips.
“I can tell you want this. If your mind is still resisting, your body sure isn’t showing it. Now tell me little human, you want more than my fingers in you, don’t you?” His voice was just above a whisper but you could feel his breath on you. You bit your lip and gave the barest of nods.
“Mhmm.” You barely managed to get a coherent response out, worried your own voice may fail you.
“Come now, you can do better than that. What happened to that lovely voice I heard the other night?” Your face burned as your shame was once again brought forth.
“Yes, I want more than just your fingers in me.” You almost couldn’t say the words but something in you, deep and primal, was already all in and was screaming for more.
“What was that? I couldn’t quite hear you over your squelching cunt.”
“Yes Sukuna, I want more than just your fingers in me!” You spoke louder this time, your cheeks blazing red from embarrassment.
“Good girl, that’s what I wanted to hear. But I’m afraid I'll be playing with you a little more before I give you what I know your body is begging for. Your eyes widened for a moment at what surely was a threat before Sukuna pressed his lips into yours, fervent and hungry. The fingers between your legs moved faster as your lips clashed together in a heated flurry, your moans now unabated and echoing throughout the space.
After a few more moments Sukuna pulled away from you and released your limbs from your proverbial shackles. You were left breathless and blushing, completely exposed and at the mercy of a monster. Sukuna stood at the edge of the bed licking his fingers as you sat up, trying to regain any semblance of composure. Before you could fully center yourself you were yanked from the bed and pushed to your knees on the floor.
“Hey! You can’t just-” You didn’t even have a chance to finish your sentence before Sukuna reached down and grabbed your face.
“Quiet, I can do what I want with you. I told you I wasn’t going to hurt you and so long as you do as I say. Now, allow me to finish undressing so I can show you my true godly form.” The maniacal smile he had before returned to spread across his face as he disrobed his lower half. Your eyes widened and you let out a faint gasp at the sight before you. You’d briefly gotten a feel of what he was hiding when he pressed himself into you but what was actually awaiting you was far more than you bargained for. The cock he had was massive, much larger than any you’d ever encountered. Not only that, but there were two of them, both impossibly big.
“Holy fucking cow.” You looked frantically between Sukuna’s face and his two members, not sure how to even process what you were seeing. “How… how am I supposed to…”
“Oh I’m sure you’ll figure out a way.” You’d put a little distance between the two of you in your shock which was quickly closed again when Sukuna stepped up to you and grabbed you by your hair. You let out a yelp but were quickly face to face with the core of the monster. “Now, open your mouth.” With wide eyes and shaky frame, you obeyed the command and opened your mouth. Sukuna smiled and guided one of the massive cocks to the moist opening, but stopped and gripped your hair harder. “If I feel any teeth, I’ll rip them all out of your mouth and wear them as a necklace.” Tears formed at the corners of your eyes as you nodded in response, your mouth still hanging open.
In that moment you were terrified and so unbelievably turned on. Your clit pulsed and ached to be touched but you had two massive cocks in your face waiting to be served. You opened your mouth wider and took in the monster before you, being sure to use your tongue anywhere you could reach. Sukuna threw his head back and let out a low groan in response to your touch and loosened his grip on your hair just slightly. As you bobbed your head up and down on the hard flesh you tried with all your might to get as far down as possible without choking. Sukuna was having none of that though, things were far too tame for him.
“Deeper. Go deeper, I know you can.” You looked up from your position on the floor with teary eyes as you tried to follow the command, but simply couldn’t get his cock down any further. Sukuna smirked and the grip on your hair tightened again at the ready to direct you. “Fine, if you can’t do it yourself then I’ll just have to face fuck you.” You moaned out unintelligible words with a full mouth in protest but it went unheard. Sukuna took over your movements and was doing so at a cruel pace. He acted as a merciless tyrant with his actions, pushing you down to the point you couldn’t breathe.
After several punishing minutes, Sukuna pulled your face back to give you a chance to breathe. He let out an amused chuckle at the mess you’d become as you gasped loudly, finally able to inhale life-giving air. Your face was covered in spit that dripped to the floor between you and your eyes were red and teary. He was right, you were a mess.
“This might be my favorite look of yours. You should see how absolutely shameless you look.” Sukuna let out another hearty laugh and shoved his other massive cock into your mouth. The dried tears at the corners of your eyes were wetted once again as you choked down the monster before you.
Just above your drool and tear soaked face, Sukuna moved his hand up and down on his other cock in sync with the movements of your head and let out a low groan in approval. You tried your best to catch what little air you could as your head bobbed furiously but you were quickly reaching your limit. Just when you thought you were going to pass out, the grip on your hair tightened and you were pulled back once again. Sukuna was certainly breathing harder than he was before, you were sputtering and choking trying to breathe.
“You are such a shameless slut. I can tell you’re enjoying yourself even through the coughing.” Sukuna’s smile was as wide as it was sinister. “I absolutely love having you down on your knees under me like this, but I’m craving more.” In a flash you were picked up from the ground and tossed onto the bed, landing with a low thud. Before you could flip yourself onto your back two strong hands grabbed your hips and pulled your ass into the air, spreading your legs. You were completely exposed, presenting yourself to the demon behind you.
“Sukuna, wait! I don’t think those are going to fi-” A third hand came down and smacked the meat of your ass, stopping you mid thought.
“They will fit. You’ll just have to bear it is all.” A shiver of fear ripped through your body as Sukuna lined himself up with your dripping cunt. As he slowly pushed a heavy cock into you, you clawed at the sheets and gritted your teeth but the stretch felt so good. When he finally bottomed out you let out a shaky moan and arched your back, further impaling yourself to an impossible degree. “There we go, that’s a good girl.” A devilish grin was plastered on Sukuna’s face as your reaction.
Almost immediately Sukuna picked up a brutal pace, pulling nearly all the way out and slamming back into you. The pain of him hitting your cervix was immense but it felt so good, like he was rearranging your insides. The moans you let out were uncontrollable, you simply did what your body told you to do as the monster behind you did what he pleased. The hands on your hips squeezed the plush skin tightly enough to leave bruises and a periodic hand would come down on your ass. Both cheeks were red and fiery from the assault but with every yelp you let out it only invited further brutality.
You were nothing but a moaning, sweaty mess at this point and Sukuna loved it. He could see your eyes glossed over with your hair all askew and drool soaking the bed where your head laid. It was the prettiest thing he’d seen in centuries. He squeezed onto your hips again and ran his hands up your sides bringing you up just enough to get handfuls of your breasts, still keeping a steady harsh rhythm at your core. The kneading of your chest was just another sensation to add to the overload you were feeling.
“Yes, moan more for me, little human. Show me how good I make you feel. I guarantee you’ve never had dick like this before, and you never will after!” Sukuna let out another unhinged laugh as he continued thrusting into you harshly. You fisted the sheets and your eyes rolled back as you were approaching your peak. The monster behind you could feel your walls tighten around him, causing him to thrust into you harder.
“Oh my god, Sukuna, I’m gonna cum.” You were barely able to spit out the words between the whines and moans but Sukuna heard you clearly. The hands holding your hips pulled you back onto him harder, the slap of skin on skin echoing throughout the room.
“That’s right, I am your god now. Now cum for me girl!” You didn’t really need the command to hit your climax but the harsh words spurred you on more. The coil in your stomach unraveled all at once in white hot pleasure as Sukuna continued to fuck you intensely through your orgasm. Your knuckles were white from gripping the sheets and you bit into a pillow to muffle your screams, but just as you did Sukuna took his free hand and grabbed your hair, pulling you up out of your noise dampener. The string of moans and expletives left your lips sounded like music to the demon’s ears, confirming his own bravado.
Sukuna finally slowed his pace and lightened his grip on your body as you trembled in the afterglow of your orgasm, barely able to register what the fuck just happened, or even how you got to this point. Breaking your trance, Sukuna leaned up and placed tender kisses on your shoulders and neck before biting down hard enough to leave a quickly darkening bruise. You screamed at the pain for a moment but were met with a harsh slap to your ass. Another yelp escaped you before you collapsed to the bed, utterly exhausted.
“Oh, look at you. So spent and used by such a powerful monster. You must be absolutely exhausted. Tsk tsk. We’re not done yet little girl, I haven’t gotten my fill of you yet.” Your eyes widened at the words, vaguely sounding like a threat. Sukuna grabbed your waist once again and propped you up on all fours just like you were moments before. “Don’t forget, I have two cocks and I plan to use them both, thoroughly.” A sly smile broke across Sukuna’s face as he said that. It took a few moments for you to understand what he meant by his words but then it clicked.
“No you can’t! I’ve never done that before and it’s going to hurt too much. Please don’t it’s going to ruin me!” Instantly you tried to pull away but was held in place by two strong arms.
“There’s no use in trying to bargain or get away girl, I already have you here and I’ll be taking what I want.” Sukuna’s words were harsh and had an air of finality. He really would be taking everything from you and there was nothing you could do to stop him. You bit your trembling lip as tears fell from your bloodshot eyes and onto the pillow below.
Behind you, you could feel Sukuna tenderly soothing the raised red marks on your ass, admiring his work as he lined himself up with both of your holes. Your eyes were clenched shut as you felt the prodding of your ass, Sukuna slowly pushing himself in. The burn was almost too much as you let out an endless stream of whines. By the time just the tip was in, your top half had collapsed onto the bed and your fists were shaking.
“There we go. Just relax and let me in.” Sukuna coaxed you on and continued to push himself into you. Below that, you could feel a second massive cock press into the entrance of your cunt, filling you to an impossible degree. With both holes filled, your mind was practically broken. All you could do was lay there and grip at the sheets with all your remaining strength. You’d never been so full in your whole life, and the burn was so fucking intense you could barely take it. Even through that, you could feel the coil in your lower belly begin tightening again.
“Fuck Sukuna, it hurts, holy fuck.” Your words were barely audible above the pillow you had your face pressed into. Sukuna merely smiled and pressed himself further into you, finally bottoming out. Your back arched in response and the man behind you let out a sordid chuckle.
“Does it? I’m sure it does, but your body is betraying you. I think you actually like this, quite a bit.” The two members inside you slowly started to retreat, only to be harshly pushed back in. You threw your head up and gasped at the pain of the action but made no effort to get away. The burn was very quickly starting to become pleasurable and your whines became moans with each and every thrust. Before long, the unforgiving pace that was set before was once again met. The cocks in your ass and dripping cunt pounded into you, your reactions just as delicious as your body.
Behind you, Sukuna let out moans of his own as he felt you clamp down around him entirely, very quickly reaching another peak. “Oh, are you going to cum again? So quickly? I knew you liked this you whore. Do it, cum for me again. This time I won’t stop when you’re done though, not until I’ve gotten mine.” Your body betrayed you once again, climax hitting you hard. Sukuna could feel both your cunt and your ass flutter around him as he fucked you through another orgasm, keeping true to his word and not slowing in the slightest.
“Ah, fuck yes, it feels so good when you squeeze down on me like that. Maybe I can get one more out of you before I finish!” His words made it sound like a game, like your body was something to be conquered and used. It’s not like he was wrong though, you felt like a doll being fucked senseless by this massive monster. Deep down, this is what you wanted. To be taken, to be taken advantage of and used in such an unscrupulous way.
As you came down from your high, Sukuna kept true to his word and maintained the punishing pace. In fact, he was thrusting into you harder. The bitter mix of pain and pleasure encompassed your whole body and took over your senses completely. You were at his mercy until he said otherwise. The moans and groans from behind you were becoming more unhinged as the rhythm of his thrusts became more and more fierce. You could tell he was close to reaching his own peak.
“Holy fuck, Sukuna, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.” That was all you could manage to spit out between breathless moans and heavy thrusts. Sukuna ate up the affirmative comment and continued on, thrusting into you harshly.
“Good, I know it does. You’re not too bad yourself. I may actually keep you for myself as a pet. How does that sound? Getting fucked by only me for the rest of your pitiful life.” Sukuna let out a boisterous laugh at his own comment. You could feel the thrusts becoming ragged as he huffed and puffed behind you. He reached forward to play with your breasts again, pinching the nipples tightly in hopes you would make more sweet whines for him. When that elicited the response he was hoping for he was nearly at his breaking point.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum soon. You better cum with me. You hear me?” Sukuna leaned down, pressing his back to yours and grabbing your throat. He spoke closely to your ear, “You better cum when I do you little whore. I know you have one more in you, and you better give it to me. It’s mine.” He let out a low growl into your ear after his commanding statement and shivers gripped your spine as he did so. You nodded in response and gulped past his hand in momentary fear.
The two cocks pounded into you at a brutal pace and you were very quickly reaching your peak once again. Just as you could feel the coil in your lower belly about to snap, Sukuna spoke up once again. “Fuck…I’m… cumming..” With that he bit down onto your shoulder, causing another dark bruise to appear. The blinding white pleasure ripped through you again, this time also consuming Sukuna. He pounded into you hard a few more times before bottoming out and holding himself in you, letting his bite go as well.
Once again breathless and shaking, you laid there on the sweat soaked sheets, completely covered in bruises and filled with cum. Both you and Sukuna were lost in the moment, lost in the afterglow of your shared orgasm. After a few minutes of still being connected, Sukuna lifted himself off of you and began to slowly remove himself. You whined at the movement but made no attempt at your own movement, barely able to move as it was. When Sukuna had fully removed himself, he could see the cum running out of you and down your center, almost enticing him to do more.
“That was better than what I expected out of you, little human. And those bruises look divine on you. It’s good to know I caused those marks on you. Anyone else who tries to touch you will know who you belong to with bruises like that.” Sukuna chuckled and began to dress himself. On the bed, you barely managed to flip yourself over and sit up, covering yourself with a spit and tear stained pillow.
“So what now? I assume you’re going to leave and cause some terror somewhere.”
“You would assume correctly! See, still a clever girl.” Sukuna gave you a wink and finished dressing. “I’ve been cooped up for so long I need to stretch my legs a bit, see what’s changed since so long ago.”
“All I ask is that you don’t do it here. I don’t care what you do or where, just not in this town.” You hoped your stern conviction would properly convey the importance of your request.
“Alright, fair enough. I won’t do anything here, but the next village I come across is all mine.” Another deep chuckle escaped Sukuna as he thought about his upcoming triumphs. “As for you,” he stepped up to the edge of the bed and reached out his hand, “I’ll be keeping an eye on you and visiting every so often, so don’t go anywhere.” You took his hand and he pulled you against him, removing the pillow between you two. “I’m quite fond of you. Plus, you did release me from that damn mirror so I suppose keeping you around may not be so bad.”
Sukuna leaned down and kissed you roughly for a moment and released you back onto the bed. Before you could even protest or get any words out, he walked out the door and began making his way to wherever he decided to go. The only thing you could think to yourself was, “what the fuck just happened? Did I really just make a deal with the devil?”
Yes, yes you did.