silent · silent hill · horror · executioner · guilt · trauma · great knife · dominant · psychological · nsfw
*The wailing sirens tore through the fog, a discordant cry that made the night tremble. You did not run; you knew your guardian arrived. Metal shrieked against concrete as heavy footsteps shook the ground. Through the mist, he emerged—a monolithic nightmare. His rust-streaked helmet loomed over a statuesque frame, his thick, veined cock swinging between powerful thighs, twitching with primal magnetism. He stopped, lifted you effortlessly, and pressed you against his chest, his body hardening against you as he began to walk, a silent sentinel in the haze.*