/lit/ - Literature

It was Jake’s birthday, and he had spent the day with his friend-with-benefits, Brooke. Jake had hoped for something more, but it appeared that Brooke was content with his dick. He didn’t mind, since he still had a great time. Now they were back at her house. He was sitting on her bed as she prepared her “special birthday gift” in the bathroom.

Brooke promptly entered the room, fully naked, as Jake was expecting. However, around her limbs were thin, metallic bands that he didn’t recognize.

“Looking sexy. What are those?”
“Snuff cuffs” Brooke replied, smiling.
“Wait, real snuff cuffs? How’d you…?
Brooke laughed at Jake’s shocked expression. “I saw your search history, idiot. So, I thought I’d become your own flesh light! A way to show my appreciation for you these last few months.”
“So they’re legitimate? They’ll actually cut off..”
“Yes! First my hands, then arms, feet, legs, and finally my head.” She gently ran her fingers across her neck. “Best part is they’ll remain secure after activation to control blood loss. Here, test it out” Brooke handed him the remote and he pressed the button. She winced as her left hand detached.
“Does it hurt?”
Brooke laughed again “I’ve taken enough painkillers to knock me out in an hour, so it’s more of a dull throbbing. Come on baby, fuck me. I can’t wait to be your cocksleeve.

Brooke pulled down Jake’s pants and started stroking his trembling dick. She took his cock into her mouth, exploring each vein with her tongue. Suddenly, Jake grabbed Brooke’s head before cutting off her other hand. He began to push her mouth down on his shaft. “Hrrrk grrk” Brooke obediently kept her mouth open, helpless without her hands. After a few minutes, Jake reluctantly pulled out, preventing him from cumming. Brooke gasped for air. “Looks like you’re catching on quick. How about I ride your shaft while I still have legs.” she said invitingly.

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Anna and Katrina were two close friends with a slutty side. It was Halloween night, and they were going to a party at their friend Tyler’s house. The girls had told their parents that they’d be back by 11, but they had no intention of returning home.

The party was full of girls in scanty costumes and horny guys with wandering eyes, so it was easy to blend in. Anna and Katrina were dressed up as slutty bunnies. Their costume included (all white) skin-tight bodysuits, semi-transparent thigh-highs, bunny ears, and a pair of heels. Their costume received lots of attention – cat calls and several times they even had their exposed buttcheeks slapped or groped. On any other occasion, they would already be upstairs getting the lights fucked out of them, but tonight the girls kept their eyes on the prize: Tyler. As the party winded down, Anna and Katrina snuck upstairs.

Tyler said goodbye to his last guests and cleaned up the house before heading to bed. When he entered his bedroom, he was greeted by the sight of Anna and Katrina passionately making out on his bed. They had stripped off their body suits, leaving on just their thigh-highs and two pairs of bunny ears. Bunny tail butt plugs were up both their asses, and the two girls had snuff collars tight around their necks.

Tyler feasted his eyes on their gorgeous bodies as he watched the show in front of him. Katrina slipped her fingers into Anna’s slit as they kissed. Soon, she was eating out her pussy. Anna rocked her hips on her face before beckoning Tyler to come over.

“We’re supposed to be snuff bunnies, but we need some help finishing the costume… can you give us a hand?” Anna moved her hair to expose the deadly collar.


“Well snuff bunnies, if that’s how you want your night to end, I can make that happen”

Anna handed Tyler two remotes. “Ok… snuff us whenever you please.”

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When I got to his bungalow, the dogs were yelping in the weeds and I could hear him shouting inside. The front door hung open and broken furniture lay strewn across the gravel driveway where his truck was parked.

The next thing to be thrown out the door was a young woman in a nightgown. She fell hard in the grass at the foot of the steps, crumpled into a shuddering ball and did not rise.

A shirtless man followed her out, towing a naked, beaten girl by a chain around her neck. The emaciated teenager blinked and turned her face away from the sun, shrinking beside the man. She was the size of a much younger child, short and narrow, shrew-like, with a small jaw and big eyes. Her hair was thin and patchy but her face was still pretty, not sunken from starving.

The man swaggered down the steps and pulled the naked captive after him as the young woman in the grass struggled onto her hands and knees, rasping for breath like she had been strangled. She collapsed again in a fit of coughing and the man kicked her in the ribs as he passed, prompting her to curl back into a ball.

I smoothed my short pencil skirt, adjusted my blazer, and cleared my throat, hugging the clipboard to my chest. "Sir…" I cleared my throat again. "Mr. Haggerty."

He flashed me a handsome smile, like he was going to flirt with me in a bar, and the blood in my veins froze like ice water. He pulled the chain so the tiny girl was drawn up onto her tiptoes, scrabbling for footing in the shadow of his massive body. He threw the chain over a tree branch, tied it off, and left her struggling to avoid hanging herself as he walked over to me. The girl twisted her arms around and I saw that her wrists were handcuffed behind her, with deep grooves and welts suggesting she had been cuffed like that for most of her life.

The woman in the grass tried to speak but she could only gurgle, clutching her throat. She looked up at me and pointed back the way I had come. I looked but saw nothing of note.

When I turned back, the man was close.
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Some of you might know me as JadenV2. I've always lurked on these threads, wrote some stories in my notepad, but never got to share them. I think it's finally time to post something

Hope this board is as welcoming as I remember it to be

This is a story written with a help of an AI. Enjoy.

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He looked at his girlfriend with a mix of desire and determination in his eyes. "I want to insert my cock into your beating heart and experience how good it feels as it beats around it." he said softly, almost reverently. She stared back at him, her face a mixture of shock and horror.

"What?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "But then I'll die! You… you want to kill me? To take my life just so you can feel pleasure from it?"

He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes," he replied, the words coming out in a low growl. "I've always wanted to experience this. The feeling of your heart beating around my cock… I know it sounds twisted and wrong, but I really need to do this."

She tried to pull away from him, her eyes wide with fear. "No," she said, her voice shaking. "Please don't do this. Don't take my life just to feel good for a few seconds!"

He held onto her tightly, not letting her escape his grasp. "It will be worth it," he insisted, his breath coming in short gasps. "Your death will give me the ultimate pleasure I have dreamed so long for."

She tried to fight him off, but he was too strong for her. He pinned her down on the bed and began to cut open her chest with a cold, clinical precision. Her screams of pain and terror filled the room as she struggled against his hold.

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I found a nice picture which style I find pretty attractive so I made quick story for it.
I wonder if anyone will like it.


"To–om! what are you doing?" Mom's voice boomed from behind his shoulder, as 10 year old boy was sitting at his desk, in front of the pile of textbooks and a blank piece of paper that was supposed to be his homework, chewing his pen thoughtfully. He jolted upright so fast that his chair almost tipped over. "Nothing," he said quickly, trying to cover up the small but hard penis poking out of his shorts.

"You know very well that you promised to do your homework not 'Nothing'," she continued to scold him while observing how her son's face turned red and he unsuccessfully tried to stuff his member back into his briefs. We agreed that you are not touching that thing until all your work is done."

"I-I'm sorry, mom," Tom stuttered, feeling embarrassed for getting caught again. But it wasn't like he could help it when his hormones were raging through his body like wildfire. His cock had been aching all day, begging for attention, and every time he tried to focus on his studies, his dick would betray him by growing harder and demanding release.

"OK , I just came to tell that dinner is ready. Come down and eat it before it gets cold," she sighed, disappointment evident in her tone. She knew her little boy was going through puberty, but this constant struggle between studying and masturbation was becoming frustrating for both of them.

Tom gathered his books and papers, trying to hide his erection with them as best as possible, and followed his mom downstairs, promising himself never to touch his dick again

The dinner table was set, steam rising from the plate of spaghetti and meatballs simmering on the plates. Tom's little 4 year old sister sat there already eating her own portion enthusiastically, oblivious to her brother's predicament.
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Anything goes as long as it involves females snuffing or killing lolis

Feel free to contribute.

It was a day like Amy other for the 9 year old Lyn.

She had a nasty habit of sending unsolicited nudes to teachers she didn't like, teachers who would call her out for disrupting class, teachers who wanted her to stop bullying other kids.

She'd then make up a sob story that the media ate up and ruin the teachers lives, leading to many mob lynchings of them or suicides.

A new teacher was her latest target, her reasoning for hating him…she didn't like gingers.

That evening when he came to his wife crying over receiving the nudes she hatched a scheme. She'd stalk Lyn. Soon she found her walking home with a swagger like she didn't care about the lives she's ruined.

Tabantha got her supplies and followed her in a RV. With a seditive dart she knocked Lyn out and pulled her in and drove off…she could of sworn she heard.
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Hello,

I'm trying to find a non-Splyf Trine and Christina story about a trip to a local theme park called Park x. I haven't been able to locate it anywhere but figured someone on the forum may know where I can find it. Thanks!

Anything involving lolis getting killed and potentially fucked by males

Feel free to contribute

Attempted blackmail, straight loli, strangulation, death, necrophilia (is it Necrophilia if they're alive when you start?)

It was a surprise for the babysitter, the usually meek 9 year old girl brown haired blue eyed Lily, confronted him with a positive pregnancy test…

"You're in for it now Mr Phile! I'm going to tell Mommy!" She stated with a strange boldness. "Unless you buy me…" Soon she found out the cost of her bold attempt at blackmail.

The Baby Sitter, full name "Pedo Phile" grabbed her around her neck in a blinding mix of desperation and rage, his thumbs crushed her throat as he rammed his cock. The cock broke through her undies and deep into her.

He pumped hard and rough as her toes spread out, she tried grasping at the arms of her attacker but that didn't do any good. Her barefeet slapped the carpet helplessly.

The soles then scrunched up as she tried to kick him, however this had no effect either.
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I heard the doorbell echo through the house, I got up as fast as I could and answered the door.
There stood 2 girls, no older than 12, the one on the left wore a witch costume, the right clearly did not actually care about holiday tradition.
"Trick or treat!" The girls said in unison, holding out there barely filled buckets of terribly overpriced mediocre candy.
"Trick, no treats for either of you."
The one who actually bothered to put on a costume gave me a questioning look which made me reconsider.
"Okay sorry, you get a treat cause you actually wore a costume."
I grab a handful of candy and drop it into her bucket, turning to her less that festive friend.
"You on the other hand, why would someone not wearing a costume get any sort of treat?" I ask rhetorically, her preteen brain not understanding what a rhetorical question is, she attempts to stammer an answer.
I look to the witch "you can keep Trick or treating, but your friend is gonna need to stay and learn about holiday tradition."
The girl nodded, only caring that her candy bucket had been filled. Making her way to the next house without a care in the world.

"You're coming with me!" I grab the less dressed girl and pull her inside, locking the door behind us.
She gives me a nervous look "what are you doing?" She seemed unsure of what to even ask, knowing she was in more trouble than she ever would have imagined.
"You know, when you ask 'Trick or treat?' You always have a chance of getting the Trick? It's how the tradition works."
I drag her downstairs, taking her to the basement.
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