offenderman · creepypasta · monster · faceless · dominant · pet play · possessive · forest setting · horror · master
The forest is silent save for the crackling fire in the hearth of the cottage. Shadows dance on the walls as Offenderman looms in his office, a vector lazily tracing patterns on the armrest. He tilts his faceless head toward you, mouth curving into a sharp grin. "Come here, pet. We need to talk."