Slasher Imagines/Scenarios (mostly NSFW... wink)

Thomas Hewitt Part 2: NSFW

[This will be the lemon and NSFW catch up for Thomas.]

Bedroom Basics:
-Size: Thomas is, just like Bubba, inhumanely monstrous in length and girth. However, he has a jungle down there. There's no possible way that thing would ever fit inside you... unless...

-Turn ons: Thomas is easily turned on when he's in a bad mood. When he's angry, he gets horny. You have to be a prude not to provoke him to fuck you relentlessly because the slightest action will set him off.

-Behavior: Thomas is an animal in bed, he's aggressive and possessive and does not like being told what to do. He practically seems like he hates you when he has sex with you, but he usually follows up with gentle caressing and nuzzling. He is a terror to have sex with but it's pretty hot when he growls and grunts as he pummels you.

-Kinks(?): Thomas likes to see you tied up, he loves it when you're restrained and makes it very clear who's in charge during sex. He will find creative ways to hold you down if he has nothing to tie you up with.

-Favorite Position: Unlike Bubba, he won't spare your poor insides from his massive size, so he has to bend you in some pretty uncomfortable poses to get himself in. The best (in terms of how far inside he can get) is when he lays you on your side and wedges one leg beneath him while stretching your other leg out of the way. Your hips hate it, but it could be worse.

-Favorite Place to Fuck: His bedroom, he likes the comfortable and familiar space and there's more room to be rough with you. He wouldn't want to break your furniture but has no remorse if he breaks his.

First Time:
[Warning: Slight BDSM, Anal]

     Shrill screams woke you up late in the warm day as they do many days a week. You rubbed your eyes tiredly as you rolled over in the little sheetless mattress and tried to go back to sleep. Heavy footsteps started pounding towards the door on the rickety old wood and your heartbeat started to spike. The door opened slowly and the figure at the frame stared inside like an angry animal.
     You turned around in the mattress gently to see Thomas staring down at you. He was massive and covered head to toe in blood and dirt. You held your breath and he started walking into the room, closing the door behind him. He clearly wanted something so you let go and sat up slowly.
     "Thomas...?" He set down his giant chainsaw and you felt instant relief. You hated that chainsaw as much as you hated his family, you could feel your chest pounding as he came closer and towered over you. He jerked his head for you to move and you gulped as you shakily nodded. He wanted you our of the bed and you would oblige or else.
     You climbed out slowly and stepped onto the hard floor hesitantly. His huge hand swung down to grab your arm and you flinched, he tugged you towards the little dresser in your room and dropped you in front of it before pointing to your clothes.
     "You want me to change?" Thomas shook his head slowly and pointed again. "Just... take my clothes off...?" He nodded and your heart sank, but you didn't object. You just quietly started undressing and setting the dirty clothes on top of the dresser. You left your underwear and bra on, hoping he wouldn't make you take them off. He grabbed your arm and started dragging you towards the door, making you whine a little.
     He dragged you through the house and out to the shed beside the garage. Two men were hanging from the ceiling by their arms and shouting, covered in blood. You closed your eyes and tried to block out their struggling as Thomas grabbed rope to tie you up as well.
     "Get them washed up, Thomas, make it quick boy!" Uncle Hoyt yelled out to him as he tied the ropes tightly around your wrists. You cried silently as he started pulling the ropes and you lifted off the ground, dangling helplessly. Uncle Hoyt came out from around the garage and walked in and grinned at the sight of you being hung up. He hated you and would do everything he could to scare you since Thomas wouldn't let him hurt you.
     "Sorry princess, tub drain was clogged so we gotta bathe you the old fashioned way!" The whole family, with the exception of Thomas who was always covered in blood or dirt or something, was obsessed with bathing and staying clean. Thomas stood idly by as Hoyt held up the hose and started blasting your naked body with the harsh water.
     When he was done hosing you off, he started hosing off the other two and they yelled angrily and squirmed. You sniffled as you kept your eyes on Thomas who eyed you up and down strangely. Hoyt finished the other two and he tossed the hose to the ground as he lowered them to the ground and drag them out of the shed. He left you for Thomas to deal with.
     Thomas waited until they were gone and then he turned towards you and came closer. He stood in front of you and stared at you wildly, examining your wet body bound by the rope.
     "Thomas, can you let me down now please?" He stood still for a moment before he moved closer and raised his hand to stroke your side gently. You blushed slightly as he stood in front of you, your body raised off the ground lined your hips up with his. He took note of this and looked down at you with hungry eyes and you saw what he wanted.
     "Not here... At least let me down first," you said sheepishly, knowing you can't turn him down. He shook his head and grabbed your bra, yanking it off aggressively and exposing your breasts. He dragged a finger across one of your nipples gently and you shivered slightly, making a soft noise that made his eyes darker and hungrier.
     He grabbed your waist and pulled it into his, grinding you against the huge bulge in his pants. You stared down at it with terrified eyes, you couldn't even imagine how huge it really is. He kept his dark piercing eyes locked on yours as he bucked his hips against yours roughly, pushing the bulge into your thigh with force and making you gasp. He didn't want to wait anymore, he pulled the blood soaked apron off his body and tossed it to the floor as he started unbuttoning his pants.
     He unzipped the zipper and pulled them down enough to expose his bare cock, monstrous and hard. You looked at it and squirmed with anxiety. There was no way he could possibly put that thing inside you and your face twisted with anticipation. He yanked your underwear down and dropped them on the floor before pulling your waist against his, rubbing the monster up against your stomach.
     "Thomas, that won't fit," you began to whine. "Can't I just... y'know..." You didn't exactly want to say 'Can't I just suck it?', but he knew what you were getting at and he shook his head as he grabbed his member and started lining himself up with your entrance. He grabbed your legs and wrapped them around his hips before prodding the tip against you teasingly. You knew it was going to hurt so you took a deep breath and hung your head.
     "Just put it in already!" He huffed and obliged gladly, slamming into you all at once, or at least all he could fit. Before you could scream he slapped a hand over your mouth to muffle you, you cried out loudly as his monstrous member shattered you. He wasted no time pulling out and slamming back into you and repeating before you could collect yourself.
     He grunted as he pounded against your tied body and you cried and moaned. You felt like you were being split in half by the gargantuan inside you but you couldn't deny how good it felt to be dominated by him. You gripped the rope restraining you and moaned loudly, he took the pleasurable moans as an invitation to speed up and be twice as rough.
     He smashed into you harder and your legs tremble around his body, he filled you completely and yet your tiny body could only fit a fraction of his member. He growled ferociously while he sped up again, sending you into a frenzy of moans and screams until you went over the edge and climaxed. He suddenly stopped and pulled out with no hesitation, making you yelp. You expected him to finish and you'd be done, but you couldn't have been more wrong.
     He walked behind you, stomping his heavy boots slowly before he was out of sight. You could feel him behind you exhaling impatiently and you felt you'd done something wrong. "T-Thomas? What's wrong?" You could barely speak as you were still recovering from your screaming climax. He grabbed your hips and pulled you backward towards him and positioned himself at your entrance.
     He hesitated and stood still for a moment and you felt something wrong. "Thomas?" He moves the tip away from your entrance and placed it near your ass instead and your heart skipped a beat. "Thomas don't-" He started pushing it in forcefully, fighting your body trying to keep him out. You screeched in pain as he kept pushing and it felt like it would never stop. He groaned as he forced you down onto him, stuffing his full length into you which he couldn't previously do. You understood now that's what he wanted, so you let him do it and sucked up the pain.
     He started pounding and slamming into you slowly and growling with pleasure as your body tightened around his entire length. It took a lot longer to get used to the pain this time but you still moaned for him. You clenched your eyes and cried out over and over for him, egging him on so he picked up speed. He too started moaning loudly and finally hammered into you a few more times before holding still as he climaxed, stuffed inside you.
     You gasped as he pumped into you a few times and then pulled out slowly, pulling his pants up. He stayed still and watched you for a moment before he went on with his work as if nothing had happened. You bowed your head in exhaustion as you caught your breath and recovered your sore body. You lifted your head and looked over at him.
     "Thomas," you said shakily. He turned his head to look at you. "Don't you think that was a little rough for my first time...?" You narrowed your eyes at him, you hadn't hoped your first time having sex would be so intense and ruthless. He huffed and grabbed the hose, spraying you again harshly to wash off the blood that had rubbed off from his shirt. When you were clean again, he lowered the rope and untied you.
     He leaned in close to you and nuzzled your face gently. You sighed and smiled slightly. You couldn't be mad at him, he stared at you with calm eyes now and you pat his head gently. He lifted you up over his shoulder and took you back to your room, even offering to help you dry off and get dressed. Screams started to fill the air again and he covered your ears as you looked up at him with scared, sad eyes. You didn't like it here, but you liked being with Thomas, he wouldn't let anybody hurt you.