Little Sinner

You try to ignore your husband's looming eyes on your body. ever since he got home from work...no.. ever since the accident he's been acting as if you're made of glass.

"Let me get that for you sweetie" A strong dominant hand encircles your waist keeping you firm as Henry reaches over your head. grabbing the pasta box from the high shelf.

And now you're frowning in the corner. not only watching him start to cook the meal you planned, but every now and then he gives you a sympathetic smile.

You stand there arms crossed with a pout trying to work up the courage to say something. to tell him that you're far from helpless, and that you can take care of yourself even though you're healing.

But you know that argument would just fall on deaf ears. Henry babied you before you hurt your back. but now, apparently you can't even manage to make dinner without his assistance and under his watchful eye.

You wait until his attention is turned to stirring the basil ridden spaghetti sauce before you sneak out of the luxurious kitchen and make your way to the wine cellar. You scan the dusty shelves looking for the perfect taste to take your mind off of your overbearing husband and the dull ache of your spine when you finally see it.

The 1942 bottle of sauvignon blanc. only it's netted to an old wooden crate. fueled by determination and denial of your altered state you instantly crouch down. gripping the handles of the crate and start applying force as your husband's warnings ring a faint lullaby in the back of your mind.

You pull your hardest with all your might before a sharp seething hot pain shoots through you. causing an involuntary drop of the heavy box with a thud and a loud cry of pain.

"Shit!"

You drop to the floor as you caress your back in anguish.

And not a moment later do you hear heavy rushed footsteps come flying down the cellar stairs. finding yourself scooped up within an instant cradled in a protective embrace. You look up to meet Henry's panicked eyes as his irises wander your form looking for any sign of further injury.

"Are you alright honey?.." he looks at you with a sincere gaze as he brushes away your hair to get a good read on your expression.

But as embarrassment starts to settle in. you just give one simple nod as you feel your tears well up. clinging to his chest for comfort, sniffling lightly in shame.

Henry sighs, his concerned expression slightly settling. relieved that you're okay but then his brows furrow as he takes on a more stern look. taking a hold of your chin as he makes you face him hesitantly.

"Look at me babygirl..." He says in that gentle tone he knows you're weak for. shyly you look up at him your face still guilt ridden as ever.

"you're hurt honey" he says gently not wanting to lecture you too harshly.

"So now... You need to be a good girl and let your daddy take care of you, Okay?"

He feels his heart flutter as he watches your little eyes cling on to his every word.

"Papa knows how big and strong you are...and I love that. but now you need to stop being so stubborn and let me take care of you"

"that's what I'm here for angel" he nuzzles your face and you can't help the giggle that slips.

You pout at your husband feeling self conscious of your silly behavior and needless display of false strength. You bury your head into his soothing chest as you feel him carefully lift your feeble form from the ground.

.........

Settling onto the soft bed he seats you on his lap. gently rocking you back and forth. making sure to avoid shifting your injury as he places sweet kisses on your forehead and against your temple.

You meld so easily into his warm and comforting presence. relishing in the delicious concoction of his natural pheromones and faint cologne.

"I love you so much sweetie"

His big hands roam your body lovingly. caressing you from your soft thighs to your hips.then finally nestling around your ribcage delicately pulling you closer to his chest.

"Stay here and relax for me honey" he leans down giving you a deep passionate kiss to the lips. you whimper lightly savouring the softness and the light tickle of his facial hair.

"I promise i'll wake you when dinner's finished" he says in a low accent cuddling you close to him.You nod absentmindedly, not having it in you to prove your strength anymore. only wanting to be good for him now.

The sunlight was bright where you lived, and it was peaceful. Brilliant sunrise washes over your skin as you bask in the warmth of its embrace. pausing for a moment catching your breath and then taking the scenery in all over again.

"Flower!" Frank called snapping you out of your quaint paradise.

"Coming!" You gathered your crayons and toys hastily before making your way back home.

You bound towards the door shoving the items from your hand into franks arms, then running to the table for supper.

"Well someone's eager" bill comments placing a generous helping of soup into the slightly cracked china dish.

Dinner goes on swimmingly and you're overjoyed because bill made your favorite stewed frog legs. before the Apocalypse you might not have been as much of a fan but you seem to unlock certain hidden parts of your personality as the days go by.

You kick your legs as you eat the meal happily.

Bill and Frank eye each other nervously before Franks sets down his silverware giving you his full attention.

"So... Flower me and Bill were talking and we've decided that we're going to be having some company over and we would like it if you could join us"

"Sure" you say nonchalantly, mind still focused on the meal infront of you.

"She says yes" Frank parrots smiling.

Bill shrugs in discontentment at the whole endeavor swirling his glass with a serious expression.

...........

Stood in your dressing room you fawn over the pretty white gown Frank sewed up for you. admiring the fluffy plush of the material and adjusting the pretty white bow that hangs in your hair gracefully, you looked like an angel.

Pleased with your appearance you exit the room trotting out to the lawn where Frank and Bill are seated in the extravagant garden. fresh poppy and Lillie's adorning the natural scenery it all looks breathtaking as if a scene from a movie.

And the tantalizing breakfast placed around the clothed outdoor table only added to the wonder.

You notice something else seated at the table but your mind is dead set on the mouth watering plate of bacon placed neatly on a white dish.

You bound over unabashedly taking a seat next to frank.immediately your hand reaches for the crisp bacon but your wrist is smacked away by his.

You look away then pout playing with the bottom material of the table. you hear conversation go on not paying much attention to it. but eventually you look up, scanning the stranger sat across from you.

His hair is dark brown, flutters of Gray shown throughout his facial hair and locs.his chocolate eyes complimented by charming bags.

It's odd you've never had someone around the house before. half of the time you were convinced you, frank, and Bill were the only people left in the world.

You watch in silence as the stranger chews his meal thinking you're being subtle until his eyes shoot straight to yours. you panic clumsily grabbing a fork picking at your breakfast keeping your head low and inconspicuous.

Their conversation flows naturally but your ears perk up when you hear the topic of the men’s conversation pertaining to you.

"Who's the girl" the man says in a gruff tone with a tinge of a southern accent.

Frank dabs his face with a napkin as he speaks.

"Joel meet flower" he smiles before turning to you.

"Flower this is Joel you know the company we had discussed".

You nod your head at him shyly before looking back down at your plate wanting to eavesdrop in peace. you can see and feel the man's eyes on you from your periphery but you do your best to ignore them.

As the breakfast went on the topic of discussion drifted away from you and started to take a darker turn.

"So what we discussed on the radio..." Bill starts off his tone making you think somethings amiss.

"I've brought my end of the deal" Joel speaks in a calm voice.

"But the question still remains...Do you have something as valuable as two oxygen tanks"

Frank remains quiet not speaking as he picks at his meal mimicking your behavior.

"You know how important this is to us Joel!" bills brows furrow.

"Take whatever you want! Take the damn fucking truck if you need to, Frank needs!-" he pauses briefly out of breath frank reaching a hand to bills back in efforts to soothe him "We need those tanks"

Joel looks at bill blankly before taking a happy helping of scrambled eggs and scooping them into his mouth.

He chews slowly as he scans the property his eyes landing on everything. The guns, the equipment, the truck. seemingly dissatisfied with all possible solutions...until his eyes land on you.

The table is dead silent, no one dares to utter a word. but the gravity of the situation seems to plague everyone's thoughts collectively.

Joel's gaze is focused on you. As you keep your gaze on anything other than him. Being deathly fearful of looking into his eyes as if he were a Medusa of sorts. one look and then nothing ever again.

This game of you pretending Joel doesn't exist and him seething embers into your soul over what was a lovely breakfast carries on uncomfortably long. putting every pre apocalyptic public embarrassment you've had to shame.

Until someone finally gets fed up with the stand off.

"Flower go inside" you look to the owner of the voice and you see frank looking at you with a serious expression, one he doesn't wear often.

You don't argue, any chance to get yourself as far away from that creeps prying eyes is an opportunity you'll take happily.

You grab your plate shuffling off to your room where you plan to spy from your window in the attic.

............

You pop a few orange slices in your mouth looking at the men's discussion. after you had left it immediately got heated. and for once it wasn't bill, it was frank "well that can't be good" you think to yourself but they eventually settle down. the tone of their exchanges mellowing you glance at them curiously trying your best to read their lips. but you almost drop your plate when you see Joel staring directly at you, taking an extra drawn out sip of his orange juice. "yeah...I-i think that's enough window time for today" you say instantly ducking away from the window trying to shrug away the chill that runs up your spine.

........

"Flower lunch is ready!" Frank calls from the kitchen you stretch your limbs yawning after your quick nap with your favorite book. you skip downstairs in a flowery dress taking your seat at the table. the fresh smell of homemade tomato sauce stimulating your senses.

"Well don't you look pretty" frank compliments seeming to be in a joyful mood. a good change from the one earlier, you hate seeing him so upset....but bill on the other hand.. looks furious. like an angry animal who could snap at any moment he feels your eyes on him and shoots you an angry glare.

"Bill be nice-" frank says playfully hitting bill on the arm to which he responds with an eyeroll taking an aggressive bite of his pasta.

"H-how did things go with that guy" you whisper to frank.

He doesn't answer for a bit but finally he speaks "everything worked out in the end" he smiles reassuringly "but what about the oxygen tanks don't you need those to-" frank shushes you by shoving a meatball in your mouth. you bite down on it chewing with a pout but still keeping your eyes on him.

when he sees you're not letting it go he sighs. "Flower, it's gonna be okay. me and Bill will figure something out, you trust us don't you?" You nod before going back to your meal still unsure about Frank's answer "you're worth so much more to us than some silly air tank flower" you hear him mutter it does put a slight smirk on your face but you feel bills eyes bore at you wiping it clean off your face.

........

You go to bed that night feeling uneasy for some reason. your mind flashes back to that man from breakfast. the thought of him making your entire body shiver. acknowledging that as the source of your discomfort you slip into your night gown. going to bed trying your hardest to think of something, anything other than the way that man looked at you. like you were already his-......his property.

...............

"Two tanks as promised" a grumbled voice sounds from the void.

The audio is muffled and unclear fading out soon before it began.

"I-i know she's yours now joel but please, for me and frank go easy on her.

It's black, you can't see anything. your limbs unmovable or restrained?

"Shes mine now ain't she? So I think I'll do as I fucking please"

"But I don't plan on choppin'er up and feedin'er to the clickers if that's what your thinking"

A sinister chuckle echoes through the room.

Your eyes open seemingly done on their own will rather than yours. you see a grief stricken bill, he looks sad. fearful tears running down his face but what could he be so afraid of.

"Flower...I-" he hangs his head low "I-im sorry flower- F-forgive me I can't lose frank I just cant I-"

"Hey sunshine" the demon from breakfast clouds your view. you could swear your heart stopped if it wasn't beating so loud in your ears. the thumping of the frantic rhythm and his sinister expressions are the only thing you're conscious of.

"You're definitely pretty like a flower... but I think you look more like a doll"

"Yeah...that's what I'll call you my adorable little babydoll"

The evil laughter insues again, he's insane.

"Nighty night darlin" you feel something Peirce your forearm and the darkness comes back again stronger than before until all you can feel is fear.

..............

The aroma of baked beans rouses you from your slumber.

Your body feels like dead weight, and the last thing to start working again are your eyes. you slowly pry them open, the flames of a campfire are the first thing you see as you attempt to sit up. but that fails before it started. you sit there trying to regain your strength until a large body seating itself on a log startles you fully awake.

Your eyes shoot open in horror as your worst nightmare sits happily inches away from you.

You watch like a deer in headlights as Joel scoops beans from a can chewing on them gleefully as he watches your expression go through all five stages of grief.

You both sit there like that with him eating in silence. you have since thrown the cover over your head praying that this was all just some terrible dream. that you were still laying in your soft warm bed at Frank's and bills.

That you were worth more than two fucking lowsy tanks of oxygen.

...........

Being on the road with Joel was something short of a living nightmare to say the least. he treated you like some sort of exotic pet rather than a human with real thoughts and emotions. but a part of your fear was relieved, because the way he was looking at you when you first locked eyes gave you the impression he wouldn't be able to keep his demonic claws off of your innocent body. that he would ravage and bruise your tender flesh the first chance he got.

Maybe he was savouring his meal for later.

But instead of soiling your woman-hood so soon he does something that could be more damaging to your pride than that.He…makes you wear a diaper, and crawl around on all fours.but that’s not even the worst of it he’s collared you and made you call him daddy

You’ve tried refusing his sick whims but a few threats to impregnate you with his spawn are enough to buy your obedience

But there's one thing that he does that makes you feel just as fucked up in the head as he is

"Good girl dolly"

You've never been called that it sends an unfamiliar tingle up your spine and to your other nether regions but the worst part is you want to hear it again.

He gives you commands he tells you to "behave" and you don't protest. he's so much bigger than you, stronger than you. all you can do is submit to him.

……………

………..

……..

One night you feel something against your chest, a warm caress if you will .pulling tugging and toying with your ever so sensitive buds. you whine out as your eyes open, facing whatever's responsible for this unwarranted groping.

Your eyes meet Joels dark ones. and it’s the same gaze he had when he first laid eyes on you. the same terrifying glare when he drugged and kidnapped you.

But..seeing as everyone you've ever known is gone. and the fact that you were thrust into the arms of a stranger…no your body traded for medical supplies. seeing as that's all your worth, all your ever be worth. maybe you could at least be his, maybe that could be enough.

So..If Joel wanted you…so be it.

You pout up at him lazily, eyes glazed over in something you can't quite explain. but before you have time to think Joel's lips are on yours pulling you away from any lingering thoughts.

the kiss is mostly gentle but his tongue collides with yours repeatedly,joel makes sure you'll savour the taste of him. he kisses you deeply while you feel a rough hand rub against your panties.

you whimper at the sensation faintly, but as Joel's kisses get more intense and needy.his ministrations on your princess parts do the same. Subtle rubbing turning into Joel running his thumb into dizzying circles around your clit, making you pant and whine into the kiss.

hating how wet you feel yourself getting, you try to clench to stop the liquid from spilling out.but that only made it stain your panties faster.

Joel pulls away with a line of drool still connecting you two. you're eyes sharing the same look of lust and desperation.He then settles his puffy lips to latch onto your nipple licking and sucking on it like a calf.

"Joel!-" you whine out his tongue and his fingers putting you in a hazy state.slick drenches your panties while Joel chuckles around your tender mound of flesh as he uses the newfound wetness and the rough texture of the fabric to swipe over your clit rhythmically. his tongue joining to swipe over your sensitive nipples.

You can't take it anymore and feel yourself start to shake and come undone right in front of him.

"Not done yet dolly " he says in the deep gravel of his voice then pulling your panties to the side.

Joel licks at your clit mercilessly,licking, sucking and biting at the poor little button.you whimper and whine at how good it is moaning shamelessly.your legs trembling in pleasure as you call his name over and over.

“No…Joel! P-please daddy no!”

You push against him but he just laps at it further, licking and licking until you feel your mind break .

"A-AH!" Clear liquid sputters out from your hole and Joel wastes no time to suck up every drop. all you can do is involuntarily buck your hips up already feeling so broken and overstimulated. but Joel's not done with you yet.He finally unattaches his lips from your sensitive pussy, leaving you soaking wet as he places sinful kisses along your inner thigh.

It aches inside of you. it aches so bad you'd do anything you just need him in you, every dirty inch.Joel delicately removes your panties and you try to ignore how your pussy clenches when you see him reach for his belt.

he unbuckles it before pulling down his boxers just enough to set his cock free. the veins and his girth threatening to stretch out your little cunny. you mewl spreading your legs for Joel wanting him to take you right then and there,breed you up good.

Joel wraps a firm hand around his cock pumping it up and down.you watch him closely, hypnotically gazing on as he rubs his tip up and down your puffy cunny "Joel please.." you moan at him.

He looks you in the eyes as his cockhead slowly pierces your hole. you bite your lip, the stretch making your eyes roll to the back of your head as his hips sink closer to yours. further and further until they collide, his balls resting faintly against your entrance.

you can't stop whining as your pussy clenches around his dick shamelessly, it already trying to milk him for cum and he hasn't even moved yet.

You feel so embarrassed, so vulnerable under his watch. but he shushes you with a tender kiss, arching his hips up before he starts to thrust into you.

It's a shame how easily you come undone under him. He ruts against you at a fast but not overwhelming pace, but it’s still driving you crazy as you feel every single inch of him knock deep inside of you.

"J-joel please breed my pussy up!" "daddy please…" you cry at him losing your sense of self only embracing what he makes you.

"Please joel! I'll be a good girl-" you cry as Joel grants your wish fucking you harder. gripping your thighs in his rough hands and prying your legs apart giving him full access to your pussy.

Joel pounds his cock deep inside, leaving you a moaning whimpering wreck. you’re so gone you forgot to ask him to stop.all your mind knows is the pleasure button between your legs being hit repeatedly.

An ungodly amount of time passed as you let him use your sobbing cunt as he wished.until finally you began to feel his grip on you tighten and his breathe become erratic.you both make eye contact and you know exactly what the other is thinking.

“N-no!!Joel! Don't cum in me!” You immediately start throwing a tantrum at the thought of him getting you pregnant.

Joel gives you an unreadable expression as he continues to thrust deep inside of you. every hit connecting directly to your womb. if he cums inside there’s no way you won't be pregnant.

"Please Joel!! Anything but a baby!!!Anywhere else!”

"Joel!!"

He just keeps looking at you with a conflicted glare before speaking "You gonna be my baby?or do I have to make one inside of you..”

Panic shoots through you, leaving no room for coherent thought “Okay-!Anything!!I'll be your baby Joel!! I'll be yours just please don't-“

He just looks at you blankly, seeming dissatisfied with your plea as his grip on you tightens.

"You’re my daddy okay?J-joel I'm your little baby dolly…”

“D-daddy please!don’t get me pregnant-“

Joel still doesn't say anything, but then you feel hand grabbing your hair pulling you up.

You don't know what's happening until you feel warm spurts of white coat your face.

You look at Joel with a pout as he fists his veiny cock all over your face. you lick the last drop from his dick but it seems that wasn't enough for him. he uses his thumb to feed you every last drop of him from your face, as he caresses your head encouragingly calling you pet names.

You then feel warm rough hands wrap around you. pulling you flush against joel. he tugs your delicate waist taught to his, pulling one of your legs over him.

You have to admit, his touch was quite comforting.you sink into his embrace, and joel watches your chest rise and fall on top of him as he admires your sleepy expression.

"Go to sleep dolly… daddy’ll take care of you”

It’s not that you believe him…but you're done resisting him.

“Joel's dolly..."

Your master had been glued to his office for hours. lasting about 10 minutes before you started to miss him badly.You started with your usual routine of whining and whimpering. gently tugging on his pant leg.

Of course he repeatedly kicked you out. but today was different. because after he kicked you out for the third time, you heard a distinct clicking of a lock.

How dare he shut you out like that! you grabbed onto the door handle grunting in frustration and disbelief, but no budge.

.........

A few hours later it was midday. Your tantrum had more than the usual running time. probably because you were bored and Sherlock wasn't there to reprimand you for your mischief.

In the few short hours, you managed to trash the entire living room. The bulk of your toybox was strewn across the room with it's contents littered on every surface imaginable.

But there was just one last thing. Sherlock's prized japanese oakwood coffee table. you threw your huge teddy bear Sherlock had won for you at the fair last Valentine's day.

And watched in horror as it collided with the hard surface. knocking it over onto the hardwood floor with a thundering crash.

Then silence...everything went completely still.

Until you hear that distinct lock sound from Sherlock's door.

"Shit!!shit- shit-" you frantically lift the table, and thank god it's not cracked. you think that would've been your last day on earth. you sigh in relief before turning back to your mess. bumping head first into something clothed and solid."Ouch" you rub your head before peering up, and your eyes go wide.

"Well....Do you have anything to say for yourself little one?" Your master towers over you. His aggravated domineering presence fills every corner of the room to the brim, as he stares you down. anger ever so present in his gaze.

Corneas Seething in anger harshly lavish your form in sheer and utter guilt as you wiggle your butt in shame.

Torn teddy bears and scattered blocks covered the area. Your gaze fixed on the bottom of your sirs deep azure robe, too afraid to look into his eyes. you hated to disappoint him. you didn't mean to be bad, you just wanted him to play with you.

Sherlock wastes no time and leaves you with no room for another reflection before he drags you by your worthless little body to his chambers.

"No!no-Master No!!" You try to kick and claw away from him but sher's grip is firm on your nappy.it threatening to tear from the sheer force of his hold.

Entering the room with haste a harsh grip forces your head against the wooden tile of his room.

Body squirming in desperation to resist.

Sherlock's eyes are cold and uncaring, analyzing your feeble form until you feel a forceful tug at your waist. Followed by a rough hand attempting to pry the diaper off of your clothed center, while the other holds you still.

"No!"

You were unbelievably wet, but the humiliation of letting him do whatever he wanted with your body made you want to revolt. You can't just let him take you in such a barbarically ungraceful way that easy.

You kick your legs at him trying to throw his grip off of you.

Sherlock says nothing dead silence.

Of all the times you've been with him, you've learned there's 2 sides to his disciplinarian ways.

The first being good sherlock.

Usually he'll just toy with you playfully. while the goal is to punish you, who said it couldn't be fun. Edging you for hours on end as you beg for him to touch you, fuck you, anything. he'd drive you insane, all while he taunts your stupidity.

Laughing at the fact that you should know by now who you belong to.

But then.....there's other Sherlock..Bad Sherlock. Needless to say Sherlock is a man of business. When he comes home to you it's a little different because he has a soft spot for you. But at work he's diligent and stoic, very much no nonsense. and his cases require the utmost concentration and precision.

But most of the time he gets a kick out of your disobedience, and enjoys correcting you. And then there's other times where he genuinely needs you to behave.

His word is law.

Disobey that and well...let's just say your mind and body will be out of commission for at least a few days.

You can tell which mood he's in by the look in his eyes.

When you were in his office he seemed fine.

But I guess as time went on the puzzle he was presented with must've taken him to a more serious state of mind.

So in short, his silence doesn't surprise you. But that's not to say It doesn't scare you shitless when he gets like this.

Cause then there's no arguing with him anymore.

He'll do as he pleases with his property.

Without another thought your nappy is violently ripped from you. Still kicking and screaming Sherlock breathes a deep sigh.

"Disobedient..." He remarks in a low grumbled tone. Before flipping your dress over your head till your little ass was shown fully on display.

You gasp as sherlock roughly groped at the exposed flesh. And there you were... Wet as a river. Sherlocks not daft. He knows when your behavior is especially bad, it's usually a result of your urges not being sated.

But Sherlock has to admit that he almost fell for your trap.

You wanted him to get upset.

He's rougher with you when you've pissed him off. The firm grabs of the tender flesh on your breasts. The way he manhandles you. toys with your body as you're powerless to stop him. How he pounds you as you beg him to stop. screaming it hurts while under your breath you're begging god that he lets Sherlock fuck you till you die.

Sherlock spreads the petals of your not to be ruined heat. you whimper at the sound of the wetness as he gazes at your gaping hole silently collecting his thoughts.

"You don't deserve my cock..." He decides to himself.

That set you off.

"No! Daddy please M'sorry I juss missed you n-"

"Enough" he says hearing no more of the show your trying to put on. Which he now realizes was just one of your big acts of foreplay for rough sex.

He glares down at you, seeming so tall from your spot on the floor. you pout at his feet wiggling your butt in guilt.

But Sherlock refuses to give into the temptation. Today you need to be reminded how unwise it is to test your masters patience.

"Is this how I taught you to behave" he repremands.

Your frame falters, sinking lower to the floor at his blunt questioning. Your silence being a good enough answer.

"Go get my box" he commands.

"T-the gold one?" You look up at him in terror.

"The red one" he corrects.

Involuntary tears leak from your eyes as you cling to his leg like a feeble lamb.

"No! Daddy please don't! M'sorry-" you plead.

"Yes I know you're sorry prey, you're going to be very.. Sorry..."

"No! Anything else!! put me in the ca-"

"Oh so now she tells me what to do" he taunts, the tamber of his tone coated in disapproval.

"N-no I didn't mean it like-.... I wasn't-..." You mumble your explanation but ween off to silence at the judgement of his commanding glare.

Sherlock bends down to your ear. brushing away stray hairs and whispering softly. Voice laced in malice and cruelty, contradicting his calm demeanor.

"Go get my box before I shove my cane all the way up that tight little pucker of yours"

Wide eyed and fearful of your master's wrath you hastily crawl away to retrieve the box from the "training room".

..............

Hesitantly you return, the box clutched nervously between your hands as you try not to make direct eye contact with your owner.

"Well the little thing managed to follow instructions"

You pout at his harshness.

"Now go pick out a belt" he says fiddling with the miscellaneous "correction tools" in the box. not even looking in your direction.

You decide to not make this harder on yourself and sulk as you leave again.

"And don't pick a small one...or I'll come choose myself"

You wince at his threats pouty and fearful what he's gonna do to you.

You come back with a thick black leather belt. you shiver from seeing the spiked and studded one he had hanging in the room.

As you enter you see sherlock pulling out a golden butt plug adorned with a jade jewel. you gulp as it looks bigger than the others he's used on you.

He comes closer to you taking notice of the way you flinch as Sher bends down to your level. holding out the buttplug to you between his middle and index finger.

An unreadable expression adorns his features as you take it quietly hoping he won't put it to use.. wishful thinking.

"I want that in your ass before I return...and no lube" he says in an oddly casual manner.

You look at him doe eyed "T-theres no way-" you think to yourself.

"Do you understand me" his dominant cadence snapping you out of your daze.

You nod reluctantly.

"lie down on the couch when you're done"

He then leaves without another word as you eye the cruel challenge your sir has bestowed upon you.

When Sherlock reappears he's clad in his disciplinarian attire. A white dress shirt rolled up to his forearms showing off his delicious spiderweb veins. complimented by a tight black vest showing off every curvature of his sculpted form. black dress pants and shoes to match. And finally an exorbitant avant garde watch adorning his wrist, along with a fresh pair of medicinal black rubber gloves.

You curse under your breath. You've really fucked up this time. And you didn't even manage to get the stupid fucking plug up your ass it just won't go in.

You begin to panic, strenuous efforts to shove the toy in become more frantic as sherlock nears you like a shark in the water. He smirks internally as he sees you tear up with both legs in the air. trying to forcefully shove it in, all to please him.

"Stop" he instructs, and you instantly halt your actions. his words like a cheat code to your body.

"Give it to me."

He holds out his palm all casual and unassuming. he doesn't look mad, but you know it's all a farce to keep you guessing.

You whimper meekly as you continue to try and jam it into your unprepared hole.

"Need I repeat myself?" sher growls with impatience.

You look away feeling shy before begrudgingly handing over the jade plug.

Sherlock hunches himself over you no mercy in sight.

"hold open your ass"

"Sher-"

His eyes demonically snap to yours. not only where you about to object and defy his orders, but you also were going to address him by the wrong title.

"Oh bunny don't make me break you" his eyes say.

"Yes Sir" you mutter defeatedly.You then snap your lips shut and pry your butt open as much as you can.

"Wider" he says plainly, feigning indifference.

You try to hide your blush. Sherlock looking at you so exposed like this, he must be getting some sick kick out of it.

Sherlock leans his head down and licks a singular wet strip up your hole. you hate that your walls flutter from it.but that all comes crashing down as Sherlock rams the plug deep into your ass. you scream loud enough that even the neighbors could hear your desperate cry. not that they would dare say anything.They hear you scream most nights. whether it be pleasure or pain, it's all the same to Sherlock.

You fold in on yourself crying at the rough intrusion in your body. you don't dare fight back when sher seats himself on the love sofa. manhandling your form until you're splayed over his lap. you sniffle quietly as sher massages you gently.your body quivering in fear as you hear the clink of a belt. you grip on tightly to his trousers bracing yourself for what's to co-AH!

Sherlock deals a devilish leather blow to your ass and it's already too much."Daddy! No!" You try to reach for the belt but Sher just keeps hitting you harder everytime.

"Ah! No Stop it!!"

You cover your ass as sher holds his belt in the air.Winding up for the worst blow of them all.

"Remove your han-"

"Daddy it hurts!"

"I said move your Fucking hands!!"

You take them away as the leather comes crashing down on your tender ass. you yell as the sting reverberates throughout the tender flesh.

All the strength is zapped from your body, but Sher's just getting started with you.

You cry and sob, muffling your tears and digging your manicured nails into the fabric of your master's trousers.

But then something rubbery makes an abrupt intrusion into your slicken folds. your head shoots up and you gasp at the new contact digging though your walls in search for that deep sensitive area.

You look back at Sherlock stoic as ever as if he didn't just deliver the ass beating of your life just moments ago. You manage to contain most of your moans until he finds your spot.

Now you're really in trouble.

He grinds his knuckles deep into your core making you spasm as you whimper and writhe moaning like a virgin whore.

Sherlock reaches his other hand to pull your hair.You whine and wince as Sherlock periodically takes his fingers out to smack your sore butt then entering them back into you.

It's all too much.

"Please sir can I cum-" you plead trying to wiggle your spot away from the daunting strokes of his gloved hand. moaning profanities under your breath at the mind numbing sensation.

Sherlock says nothing, but you know it's a trap. cumming without permission is a big no no. The consequences being worse than the spanking you just got.

"Master please!! I can't hold it any longer-" you whine meekly trying to wiggle your butt away the pleasure overriding your senses but sher holds you firm.

"If you cum I won't fuck you" he comments, admiring the beauty of your soaked heat clenching and coating the rubber of his the gloved fingers.

It's a little concerning how fast you started to move at his threat.you didn't even squirm that hard when Sherlock dragged your sorry ass into the room.

Wiggling profusely, Sher meets your whims and let's go of you. leading you to tumble onto the hard wooden floor.

"Ouch" you say pitifully, but your mind is quickly drawn away from that as you feel sher's hand lace itself in your hair. pushing your head to lay flat against the ground. his other hand pulling your hips up to meet something wet and bulbous prodding at your entrance.

You grin sadistically.

Yes...this is what you've been yearning for all day. this is the reward for all your efforts. annoying Sherlock, trashing the living room, and getting that violent spanking. all for Sherlock to use you as his own personal cum doll.You're just as fucked up as he is, if not more.

But you grow concerned when sher doesn't move. So you curiously look up at him from your limited view on the ground.

"Holy shit" you shudder internally.

Now he looks pissed, brows furrowed and lips pressed together into a sharp line his eyes cold and malevolent.

Ah yes, this is your master.. the bad one.And the one that makes you the wettest of them all.

He bores into you expectantly, speaking not a word. Sherlock is a man of principle and justice, so needless to say he wants you to apologize for your egregious behavior.

You swallow your shallow breath before pulling your most innocent angel face at him. And even though sher will act like he's immune and it doesn't help your case. His cock twitches noticeably against your entrance as you bat your baby doll lashes at him.His grip tightening in your hair as he grows just as impatient as you are for release.

Not that he'd admit it but he also needed this badly, some leeway from the stress of his case.

"M'sorry for being a bad girl master" you pout at him cutely.

Nothing, not a blink from him. so you keep going.

Listing every single bad thing you've done for the day as his tip distractingly glosses over your clit.

"And I'm sorry for not getting the-mmph!"

Sherlock breathes out a heavy sigh as he slowly sinks his fat cock in your needy little pussy.

"Keep Apologizing..." He grunts as his cockhead buries itself to the hilt nudging against your little baby room.

"I-i'm sorry I couldn't get the plug In ah!-" You yelp as his cock is pulled out from your hole abruptly.

"Couldn't get it where pet" Sherlock groans as he starts to plunge his cock into you.rutting against every sensitive nerve imaginable.

"I-in my ass..." you whimper writhing your butt against his hips begging for him to ruin you.

"Where!" He growls lowly pounding against a spot that makes both of your eyes roll to the back of your skulls.

"In my ass!!Please Master fuck me!fuck-"

Sherlock fucks into you recklessly. robbing you of your inhibitions and vocabulary in an instant.

"Fuck-daddy fuck pleas-! Ruin me please..."

You whimper whine and moan at his cock, it pulling embarrassing sounds from your body. You and Sherlock rock back and forth inside of each other animalisticly, as if driven by a primal urge.

You feel his big veiny cock pulse inside of you hitting your spot with every rough thrust. his balls clenching and unclenching themselves from the pleasure.

"Master!Master!Master!!!Please-.. Shit-!" You call him over and over again. begging for him to stop or keep going, your mind being too scrambled to decipher between the two.

"You gonna stop being an ungrateful wench"

"Wrecking all the expensive shit I pay for"

Sherlock growls into your ear tugging at your hair while he fucks your pussy aggressively.

"Yes! yes-"" you mewl at him completely under his spell.

"Dumb fucking baby slut, fucking up my nice table- I should fuck you on that table.. breed you till the cum drips out" Sher groans darkly in your ear. his gutteral moans sinking you deeper into the pool of bliss.

"You want me to fuck you dumb hm? Ruin and break you" he taunts.

You nod sickly, slamming your hips to fuck back into him. meeting every one of his sinful thrusts in a circadian rhythm."Is that why you won't let your master get a good day's work in dolly,Need me that badly?" Sherlock starts smacking your ass again and you forget what being human feels like.

"Yes sir!!yes sir-Please I can't help it!" A bit of drool leaks from your mouth seeping onto the floor.

"Well would you look at that, all cock drunk and addicted to my cock"

"You addicted to my cock baby hm?" He coos in a dominant tamber.

"Yes sir! I need it!! I don't know how to act right if I don't have your dick breeding up my little bitch hole-" you bark out your pussy clamping down around him tightly.

"I know prey, your just a dumb little baby princess"

"That pretty little head of yours is just filled with air, You need your master to keep you in line honey don't you"

He places a sinister kiss to your head as he delivers thrust after thrust into your dripping walls. the intense rhythm of his hips unwavering.

"Don't worry honey I'll fix you right up

You know I always do..." He whispers psychotically.

"Y-yes master!" you moan, the program of his influence playing all over your mental state.

"Bad toy....such a naughty little toy...messing up daddy's apartment" he says in between the manipulative kisses.

"Say it princess, tell me your my toy"

You revel in the sound of his voice, it pulling you deeper into the fog of your mind.

"I've.. been a bad toy master!-"

"I-i'm M-masters...Toy" you stutter the command back to him as he pounds you good and deep.

"Good girl, now tell me how bad you want me to fix you" he says, voice dropping to that low gravely octave that could make you do anything.

Sherlock's thrusts become disheveled as his pace slows him finally reaching his orgasm after the countless times you've already cum.It still leaves you spasming around him.

"I-Im a D-dumb little bitch toy master, I-i need you to fix me..." you say all mind broken and too fucked up to care.

"Of course I will sweetness" Sherlock says smirking possessively. placing a tender kiss to your lips, this embrace being the first kindness he's shown you all day.

Even though your senses are shot, you can still register the thick streams of cum coating your walls. But all you can do is lie there, you couldn't walk if you tried.

"Come here honey" the devil of a man picks you up in his arms in an all too gentle manner considering the careless roughness he's subjected your fragile body to.

You lay blank in his arms with slow shallow breaths as Sherlock carries off your form to the training room for a little "tinkering.

Then it'll be off to bed in your cage, some supper if your sir is feeling merciful.

Not like you have a say anyway, you're his after all. Sherlock's obedient little pet.So I hope you learned your lesson little bunny.But if you didn't that's fine too.Sherlock would love nothing more than to wipe the slate of you clean.Taking you apart and putting you back together again until you learn to be his perfect little angel.

The high buzz of the store invades your ears. bright white lights and high stocked shelves. you cling onto Henry's forearm tightly, letting him guide you through the maze of the store.

"Adorable..." Henry mumbles silently to himself loving the way you cling onto him for protection.

You're Focused on playing with the vibrant silver of his watch when you suddenly hear him curse lightly under his breath. making your ears perk up as you look at him with curious eyes.

"I'm sorry Hannah...it looks like they ran out of that bear sippy cup you wanted" he says looking down at you sympathetically.

You can feel your eyes start to water as you fidget with your fingers distractedly. you've been wanting that bear cup for a while now, obsessing over it for weeks.Henry pulls you close to him cupping your face gently brushing your hair in efforts to soothe you.

"Oh hannah it's gonna be okay" he coos. "I promise we'll find it just let me-"

Henry scans the store briefly before landing his gaze on a lazy employee.

"I'll be right back sweetie"

"You gonna be okay all by yourself?"

You nod nervously wanting to be strong for him.You don't like it when you have to be separated from henry's side, especially not in crowded public areas.

"I'll only be a second I promise" He kisses your cheek lovingly.

You see henry stalk off and immediately you feel uneasy but he's still in your line of sight so it's bearable. You clutch onto the stuffed bunny comfort toy Henry brought for you. nuzzling into the soft plush of the fur against your skin. the sensation manages to quell some of your anxiety.

You feel calm, serene almost watching Henry converse with the employee.contently admiring him from afar. that is until a huge cart stocked full of groceries park itself right in front of you.

Visibly startled the steadiness of your breath wavers as Henry disappears from sight. Resisting the urge to panic your eyes look around frantically for a way back to him.

You try escaping the aisle away from the cart with haste, but a family enters in the same way. Bumping into the mother you mutter a sorry apology before trying to maneuver around her children.

Managing to make it out of the aisle and finding yourself right in the middle of the hectic store and all it's inhabitants. Carts zoom by haphazardly as pieces of scrambled conversation get picked up by your scattered mind. the lights seem brighter and the volume of everything is turned up to a thousand it's all too much for you.

Trying to cover the pitiful tears that run down your cheeks, you wipe them away with the sleeve of Henry's hoodie you wore. the scent of him making you miss him terribly.

And the strangers giving you weird looks passing you by only add onto your sobs.

"Hannah!"

You feel Henry call your name, and by the time you turn around you're already face first into his strong chest. his arms lacing themselves around your trembling form.You melt into his warmth clinging onto his shirt with a firm grip.

Henry picks you up not caring who sees. you wrap your arms and legs around him as if on instinct, burying your head into his neck your heart beating vividly.

Henry pulls you aside into an empty aisle making sure no one is around before he starts bouncing you in his arms, cupping a hand to your cheek making you gaze into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Oh honey what happened, Are you okay?" His tone is filled with concern as he looks you over.His caring eyes start to make you feel self conscious causing your lips to quiver as your eyes water.

"Oh Hannah I'm so sorry"

The tears come back, but it's not as painful when he's there to hold you.Henry doesn't say another word. he just holds you tighter to him as he makes his way to the exit.

Leaving the cart right there in the store.

..........................

Henry quietly carries you inside. you being half asleep worn out from what happened in the store.Henry kneels onto the bed setting you down on it gently.You sniffle as you hesitantly let go of him,averting your eyes feeling nervous when he stares at you so head on.

And then the tears come again.

"I'm sorry henry..!" you whimper.

"I didn't mean to ruin our day.."

Henry smiles at you lovingly wrapping his arm around your waist pulling you to him "I know love" he squeezes you comfortingly rubbing your back in slow circles. " it's alright Hannah stuff like that happens, I know how easily you can get overwhelmed"

"B-but we left it!- I messed up... A-and we had to leave all cause I I-"

You try to talk but whenever you try to form a sentence it either comes out jumbled or gets blocked by your tears.

"Hey, hey sh shh shh-" Henry pulls you to his chest hugging you tightly "I said it's okay Hannah, come on breathe for me"

You pause trying to calm down, steadying your breath trying to focus on Henry's words and his gentle caresses. Feeling your heartbeat slow Henry pulls away scanning your face. Patiently waiting for you to collect yourself before speaking.

"Think about what you want to say love"

You take a deep breath trying your hardest to concentrate.

"I ruined our trip to the store..." You say quietly.

Henry knows you feel bad when you get overwhelmed. But you can't help it, and even though he reassures you it's okay you still feel some guilt.

Henry sighs deeply before looking at you with all the love in his eyes he can muster."Hannah look at me" He takes a gentle hold of your chin making sure you know he means what he says.

"I only care about you, I don't care what happens as long as my girl is happy and safe"

"I love you honey tears and all"

You wipe away the last of your sadness and cling onto henry, wrapping both arms around him tightly you two sit there holding each other in a comfortable silence.

"Henry?" You ask as you play with his soft chocolate curls.

"What is it baby?" He responds nuzzling into you.

"Can we go cuddle and watch movies "

He just smiles at you charmingly before nodding his head.

"Of course we can hannah, c'mere"

Henry scoops you up in his big strong arms with no intention of letting you go. You giggle as he places kisses all over your face as you two head to the living room.

You both spend the rest of the afternoon cuddled up snuggly on the couch eating all your favorite snacks and watching disney movies.

You were feeling extra small today, Sy knows this.

And whenever he's around you hide your baby cunt away from him. which means you're also in heat. you're a cranky little thing when your cunny is all sensitive and swelled.

You use your grumpy demeanor to hide the fact that you just want to be pounded deep inside your womb.

"Hey sweetie" Sy enters the room with your favorite sippy juice and some apple slices. you look at him with a disgruntled pout and bury your self further into the sushi roll you've made for yourself. you feel the bed dip as Sy sits beside you making it increasingly difficult to ignore the throbbing between your legs. you're cranky from the lack of sleep so you don't feel like the exertion of sex which makes you sexually frustrated, which also makes you cranky.

Tired and horny is what Sy can assess from your behavior.

Things would all be okay if you just let him take care of you but your heat also makes you stubborn.

"C'mon darlin" he coos in that southern drawl that makes you drip for him.

"Eat up honeybun you need your strength"

Well you are hungry...

Meekly you uncover yourself making sure to avoid the captains analyzing glare.

He sets the tray in front of you watching as you take baby bites of the apples and sip lightly at the juice.

You manage to down half of the snack too exhausted to finish the rest.

When you're done you try to retreat back into your blanket roll but Sy is quick to stop you.

"Oh no you don't sugar" Sy scoops you into his big lap setting the tray on the dresser as you try to struggle out of his grip, but the blanket wrapped around you makes it difficult.

"Whats wrong sugarbutt hm?"

You can smell him.

You can't think straight all because you can smell him.

Light teakwood mixed with his natural musk.

The cool spearmint on his breathe.

It's driving you crazy, you bury your head in the blanket trying to get a hold of yourself.

Sy's hold on you tightens as he starts to bounce you in his lap.

"C'mon baby bun look at me"

Sy speaks in a gentle tone encouragingly.

"Oh angel you can't look at your daddy,

Not even a little peak?"

You blush scarlet hiding yourself further from his influence.

"Pretty please baby..pretty please with sugar on top"

"Let me see those little baby doll eyes of yours" he says voice deepening drastically.

You feel his beard brush against your ear along with his sultry voice. you can't take it anymore

Tired or not you need him in you.

Sy starts to coax you again but pauses in his tracks as you lightly start to hump against him.

"Daddy..." You whimper as you brush your damp petals against the blanket barrier between you and sy's meaty cock.

You salivate just thinking about it. So fat and girthy, so good and it's yours.

He's all yours.

"Aw my little girl needs her daddy doesn't she"

Your pussy feels tingly as the condition of the fire in your loins is only spurred on by Sy's comments.

You nod still refusing to look into his siren like eyes.

"It just aches and aches doesn't it baby..." he whispers lowly

Sy rubs a soothing hand up and down your back as your humps become more aggressive.

They soon start to get uneven and your breath becomes scattered. This makes Sy grab your hips holding you still.

"Daddy!" You chastise lifting your head from the blanket with an angry pout dawning your expression.

"Did I say you could cum sugar?"

Now you just look guilty.

"N-no but-"

In an instant his lips are on yours. you moan into the kiss the softness of his plush pink lips putting you in a trance. you open your mouth practically begging for his tongue to be shoved down your throat, and Sy is happy to oblige. hot and heavy his tounge slivers down your throat. As you try to keep up with his you feel him peel the blanket from your form. Sy rubbing his big hands all over your warm ass, massaging it with his cold ones. you moan into the kiss loving how rough he's squeezing your ass. you whimper into the kiss when he starts smacking it aggressively your eyes roll back into your head. you pull away with your face flushed and pussy drenched "Please daddy fuck me" you plead

"Please fuck your pussy Sy I can't take it anymore"

Sy looks at you blankly deciding if he wants to make his girl suffer just a little bit longer.

"Papa please" you pout at him rubbing your hands up and down his chest.

Sy kisses you on the lips sweetly.

"Get my cock out baby" he smiles

You immediately go to fumble with the button and zipper on his cargo shorts. Sy chuckling at you being so sexually frustrated you can't get it open.

"Here honey" Sy undoes his button and zipper for you then lays back with his hands resting comfortably above his head.

You look lost on what you should do next. Sy knows you forget how to have sex when you get extra tiny.

Sy grabs your hip with one hand then pulls out his dick with the other.

"Daddy!"

You yelp in a high pitched tone as sy connects you both in one motion like a puzzle piece.

You moan lightly from his girth stretching you out shuddering everytime you move slightly as he fills you to the brim his cock already threatening to reduce you to a mess

"Move sweetie" Sy snaps you out of your daze

You gulp and swallow nervously as he eyes you coldy

You work up enough courage to bounce on his cock lighlty trying to maintain some sense of grace and composure

Sy's brows furrow in disappointment, if you didn't know him you'd think he looked kind of pissed. a strong calloused hand takes a rough hold of your neck. you squeak out at the pressure of his grip. Sy leans up bringing your face in direct contact with his ear groaning lowly as he speaks "when I tell you to ride me baby you fucking ride that cock till you pass out you understand me?

" I don't want those poor ass little baby bounces I want you to lose your fucking mind on it

" Now are you gonna be my good little pornstar or are you such a baby you can't even manage that

"No Sir! Daddy I can do it I promise please-"

"Show me" Sy commands, his rough glare making you melt under his watch and something tells you he has no intention of letting go of your neck.

"N'you look at me when you do it okay sugar"

"Yes daddy" you say ever so eager to please him.

......

You start your pace again roughly, it already being too much for your sensitive body to take.

Daddy!

You scream out as you can feel sy's cock pounding deep against your spot

Your eyes roll back as you grip the captians shirt for dear life

Your hips automatically snapping against him

You pussy clenching involuntarily as your juices drip onto the captains balls

"That's right sweetie fucking milk me" Sy encourages, loving how you tighten around him just from the sound of his voice

"I know you want my baby batter baby don't fight it"

He kisses you gently with a tinge of roughness

"Don't fight it"

Sy! You whine as your eyes water from him fucking into you so good the stimulation driving you over the edge

"Daddy please! I can't take anymore!!"

Your thrusts get sloppy and uneven as you near your 3rd orgasm

You feel yourself getting fuzzy and losing control of your body

"Did I say you were fucking done little girl"

Sy's threatening expression snapping you out of your daze

"No I-"

"Then keep going "

Sy leaves no room for argument

You whine thinking you'll break if you have to take another inch of his dick

You go to get off but Sy immediately grabs you turning you into the reverse cowgirl position only he's forcefully holding your hands tightly around your back

"Sy no!" You yell at him fearfully

Feel him grab your hip with his other hand sinking you lower till your flush against his balls

Your body already threatening to spasm again

"Daddy no I can't take anymore dick please!!"

"You're gonna be a good little girl for me and take your daddy's cock...I'll make sure of it"

Sy says sinisterly as he starts kissing your hands

"Bounce" he commands but you start to throw a tantrum again shaking your head No at the threat of even more overstimulation to your trembling pussy

"No....Ah!!"

Sy tugs you harshly by your arms while delivering a particularly devilsh slap onto you ass

"I don't like repeating myself darlin"

You sniffle lightly hating how part of you is shaking in fear while the other part aches in lust

and don't think your increased wetness or the fact that you've been clenching on his cock during your whole defiant outburst went unnoticed

you both know at the end of the day you're sy's little cock whore

you love it when he uses you till you break

you crave no you need it, you need sy to drive you over the edge

You start to rock your hips back and forth tears still staining that perfect little angel face of yours but your mouth chokes out whorish moans as your tongue hangs out like a puppy in heat

Daddy!....Daddy you choke out strangles cries to your owner

Sy watches you, in awe at his perfect little creation

He lets go looking on as you ruin yourself on him all at your own volition

You hear a faint deep groan as you ride your sir

But are only alerted when you feel white ropes of hot cum shoot into your walls

You whimper at the sensation but your hips still don't stop moving themselves on top of him

Sy let's you go for a little while longer before sitting up to bundle you in his arms

"That's enough sugar" Sy says in a soothing tone

He wraps his arms around you comfortingly

Smiling internally when he feels you still bouncing

He chuckles deeply

"C'mon now honey that's enough "

Sy holds your legs firmly to him stopping you from moving any further

He pretends not to hear the upset grunt

Sy holds you close to him as he lays down pulling the covers over you both

You whine as you feel some of the cum escape from where you're both connected, but Sy shushes you with sweet tender kisses as you both settle your heart rates

Sleep takes ahold of you both

You drift off contently as Sy is buried in you to the hilt

You both can sense you're far from done, you're just saving your energy

Smells of cheap meatloaf and roast beef soil your appetite as you're once again subjected to the cheap musings of your mother's delirious whims to appear as a capable homemaker

A smile crosses her features, distracting from the mellow putrid undertone of the meal. You gulp begrudgingly, accepting tonight as your last day on earth, as you hesitantly heap the lukewarm meatloaf onto the plastic china plate.

As you get your fill of poison, you meet eyes with your stepfather. His poker face trumps yours tenfold. The watery green beans pour onto his cheap dinnerware, and to the naked eye, he might appear content with the cooking. But as you gaze, you can see the subtle flaws of his facade: the slight furrowing of his brows, his lips pressed firmly into a tight, dull line, and the fact that he hasn't blinked since he sat down shows he shares your sentiments."

dimly lit and old worn lights give the atmosphere a yellow tinge as you feel the cotton from the torn seats torn under you.

Dingy is what one would call your dwelling but it's home nonetheless.

As the meal commences your mother decided to grace your ears with the exceedingly interesting tales of her customers from the diner.

And you might be slightly more inclined to listen and even be interested if it wasn't for the fact that she gets the same 3 regulars every time carrying on with their usual drunken shenanigans.

The low hum of the noisy air conditioner threatens to lull you to sleep you sigh trying your damnedest to appear not bored out of your mind as you twirl the fork in the stale macaroni contemplating if running away is an option for the thousandth time.

But that's when you feel something rough and clothed rub against your center

Your instincts cause you to slightly jump and close your legs at the unexpected intrusion thankfully your strange behavior goes unnoticed by your mother it looks like she's too immersed in her rant about some guy that decided to dine and dash.

The movement starts again and you try to calm yourself as it wriggles against your cotton panties.

You glance up at August as he nonchalantly scoops up a heap of meatloaf and chews it casually not giving you the time of day.

And seeing as you have two choices listen to your mother rave on about 'Homeless Pete' or indulge your step father's perverted game you choose the latter.

Steadying your breath you slowly open your legs and you swore you almost saw August crack a smirk.

The rough contact is more direct this time as he circles your entrance teasingly enough to get you worked up but not enough to truly satisfy your urges.

You glare daggers at august as you feel the sexual frustration nag at your brain and he briefly meets your eyes he stares at you coldy almost tauntingly so as if he's not blatantly prodding at you under the table.

August pops a green bean into his mouth before turning away from you engaging in your mother's conversation which he probably cares less about than you if that's even possible.

Fake laughter fills the room and you roll your eyes August notices your disdain and moves his big toe to rub up and down your clit.

You gasp lowering your head attempting to hide the creeping blush on your face from wandering eyes.

August rolls your clit in circles hastily.

As your family dinner starts coming to a close you feel your mind start to numb as you get that fuzzy feeling between your legs.

You widen your legs more shamelessly becoming addicted to the sensation.

You thought you couldn't get any more sensitive but then August slides your soaked undies to the side.

And you feel the unclothed flesh of his foot make contact with your bare clit and you swear you could pass out right then.

The rough thumb pad of his foot thumbs at your button hungrily determined to bring you to ruin before suppers over.

Your breathe starts to shudder as you can only focus on the pleasure building in your core.

"Right honey?!" Your mom beams at you for the first time since you've sat down.

You turn your flustered face in her direction but are sure not to make eye contact.

Augusts pace only quickens at you mother questioning and you feel juice from your pussy leak onto the leather of the seat.

"Y-yeah-m...mom right !"

Your mother frowns at your odd behavior "What's wrong you hot or sumthin?" She eyes you curiously.

You slowly nod your head as you feel yourself beggining to climax around Augusts foot doing your best not to look like your currently cumming your eyes out.

"Well you'll just have to go take a cold shower powers off till daddy's check comes in" she then gets up and grabs her and Augusts plate kissing him on the cheek then goes to drop them in the sink.

"Be sure to clean up, me and your dad need some alone time" she winks at him before shutting herself into the back bedroom.

You breathe out a heavy sigh still slightly spasming from the intense orgasm.you throw your head down on the kitchen table as you slowly come down from your high.

When your heart rate returns to normal you pick your head up, August being nowhere in sight. But the faint creaking of a rusty spring mattress are all the context clues you need to get up and start cleaning the kitchen after that nightmare dinner.

You almost fall on your ass when you leave your chair but regain your composure as you run the dishes under the hot water of the sink. losing yourself in its comfort and reminiscing about your latest encounter with Mr.Walker.

............

You're on your belly in the back bedroom and thankfully your mother is currently not occupying the space. Don't worry you made sure to move the sin stained blankets.

You're re-reading a book you "borrowed" from the local library lost in your own world when you hear your mother shout.

"I'm goin for cigarettes!!" Her scream pierces your ears as another unintentional eye roll consumes you.

It's not soon after that you feel cold rough hands brush against the meat of your flesh. you gulp nervously trying to ignore the ever increasing touches.

He got here faster than usual.it's no surprise your mothers whale noises aren't enough to satiate his hunger and as you've come to acknowledge there's only one girl who truly gets him off in all the wrong ways.

Needy caresses grip your thighs. You attempt to shrug them off by burying your head in your book but that gets more difficult to ignore as gentle touches turn into that of pure carnal lust.

August roughly massaging the fat of your butt in slow circles. each cheek being toyed by one of his big veiny hands as he pries them apart and squishes them back together. loving the feeling of opening and closing his prize.

Still you try to remain unfazed knowing that any hint of what he's doing has an effect on you will only edge him on further.

Walker places sloppy kisses along your bum lowly grunting in satisfaction. Somehow you manage to focus most of your attention on the writing and not walkers highly inappropriate advances. And all is well, that is until walker sinks his head face first in between your legs bumping his Grecian nose against your wet heat repeatedly. You squeak and shoot up taken aback by the sudden invasion.

'Walker!" You say throwing your stuffie Mr.snuggles at him.

He just chuckles at you "Didn't I say you can call me August?"

He slowly slides up next to you smelling of light cologne and aftershave you shift uncomfortably wondering why he would want to to be shackled with you and your hobo mom in a dingy trailer.

You turn away not wanting to give him the reaction he wants "She doesn't like it when I call you that Mr.Walker......." August tilts your head to face him "Well she's not here now is she" his eyes are dark and filled with salacious desires as he takes in your form with his eyes before searching yours luring you to him.

he smirks at the blush beginning to stain your cheeks brushing a light hair away from your face "It's okay bunny..." he says in a dark whisper lowering his head "there's something else I'd rather you call me anyway..."

Your noses nudge one another as he nears your face you being utterly helpless to stop hi-

"What kinda place doesn't sell fuckin cigarettes!!"

As if on instinct you both immediately tear away from one another.

"August drive me downtown this shit hole gas station ran out" your mother yells from the front of the trailer.

Walker sighs in deep sexual frustration at the unexpected interruption.Then reluctantly removing himself from his place beside you, swiping his keys from the dresser before eyeing you one last time with a tinge of something unfamiliar then leaving.

.....................

Crickets chirp obnoxiously as nightfall descends upon the shabby trailer park. Your mother's cigarette smoke fills the air as you brush your teeth preparing for bed.

"Tell me when your father gets home" she mutters as she passes the bathroom not sparing you a glance as she shuts herself in the back bedroom.

After washing up you climb the ladder onto your bed which is a small ledge that rests above the driver and passenger seat it's not much but it's yours. You make yourself comfortable before resting your head and mind stirring from the events from the day and you try to ignore the fact that most of your thoughts linger on him..... and his unsolicited affection.

............

Groggily your eyes begin to peer open still unadjusted to the newfound darkness you sigh deeply as you start to come to. Brain slowly regaining it's consciousness, but there's something that feels weird though. What's that feeling betwee-Ah!

You involuntary yelp at whatever just swiped over your clit. If you weren't aware before you sure are now. You desperately try to wriggle away from whatever's causing it but big strong hands pull you back to the source and you pause. You struggle at the sense of familiarity to the situation. Whimpering softly into the pillow as August's hot salivated tongue runs itself over your most intimate and sensitive parts repeatedly.

You hate yourself for your pussy clenching around nothing. And you hate your body for this betrayal too as your womb practically begs to be fertilized by his spawn. You try to keep yourself quiet and hold it all together but August spreads your delicate petals and drives his big tongue deep into your hole.

You scream into the pillow, it not doing much justice to muffle your strangled cries of pleasure. Your outburst of course only spurs August on further as he writhes his tongue deep against your walls intent to make you lose your mind. You harshly grip on to the sheets stuffies anything to channel your energy into something that's not the multiple orgasms racking through your tummy as you coat Augusts lips in the slick nectar of your shame.

After a few more torturous strokes August has mercy on your puffy pussy and let's go of your legs. You sloppily shuffle away from him, still weak and mind extra vulnerable from the intense orgasm.

You sit up sniffling giving him the angriest expression you can muster up. But in reality it's just the cutest little grumpy pout. You meet August's eyes. His face caked in darkness and mind up to no good. it's only when your eyes drift further you see it.

Red-hot and angry 8 inch dick. So hard it slaps against the skin of his belly. Precum leaks out the tip like a broken faucet. It must be so hard it hurts. His tip twitches, seemingly getting more swollen with every lap his eyes take around your plush body.

Your eyes widen, your furious facade broken as you whine out in fear "G-go away August!-"  You stutter gripping your stuffie for dear life as it's your only defense from that monster of a cock threatening to pierce your soft guts.

August tilts his head at you. Eyeing you up like prey before focusing his gaze on the stuffie that's covering your private parts. And from the slight furrowing of his brow something tells you he isn't too keen on having his view blocked. August violently drags you by your ankle pulling your body to him. You feebly attempt to push him off as he climbs on top you.

You both fight for dominance though you can see there's a clear winner. August dodges your attempts to kick and throw him off as he manhandles your body till you're on your flat stomach.

August holds your wrists firmly above your head as he starts to peel your clothes off leaving a kisses over every area he finds. You sniffle quietly trying not to choke on your sobs as you plead with the relentless demon. "August! please-" you cry as he kisses along the sides of your ribcage "don't do this... you know how I get when you fuck me!" you struggle against him but he's not budging. Panic starts to set in when he ropes a finger around your lacy pink panties.

"August no! don't- you'll ruin me!!" you push against him putting the reserves of your strength into resisting him.

True fear starts to set in as your panties are torn from your butt completely at the mercy of Augusts sadistic wills. August snakes a hand around your hip pulling your bottom up then pressing your head down with the other. Your tears stain the pillow you mutter the word "no" under your breath like a mantra. it being the only defense you have left, but when you feel August's flared tip press against your heat you whimper pathetically at your weakness.

You feel August breach your wet little pussy painfully slow and a small squeak leaves your tender lips as his grip involuntarily tightens around your waist as your pussy desperately tries to suck him in and push him out all at once you whine shamefully as August plunges his fat cock deep inside your needy hole.

"F-fuck baby you're so tight" August grunts painfully against your ear every gasp and groan of his eliciting more of your sweet slick to drench his cock. Your body on the edge of an orgasm from just the stretch alone.

"August..please-" you say barely above a whisper as your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel him fully sheath inside of you.His throbbing cock tip knocking against your womb.

"Fuck baby-" August breathes out sighing heavily before kissing you on the sides of your temple "you take your daddy so fucking well princess" you whimper at his words sobbing internally.

"t-take it out" you pout.

August laughs darkly "Mmn..Sorry baby not yet daddy's not done with his pussy"

"It's not you- Ah!"

August removes his hand from your head and places it on the other side of your hip he pulls his cock out before thrusting it back all the way in roughly grinding his dick into every ring of your sensitive pussy.

A silent scream overwhelms you. Your body not yet fully able to process the amount of pleasure shooting up from your core. When August picks up his pace you can't stop the whimpers and whines that leave your mouth as August uses your pussy like a fleshlight.

"Aug-Ahh!! August No! Moms gonna hear it!-" you voice your complaints to him through a series of pleasurable cries and broken moans.

Little do you know August made sure to spike your mother's nightly cocktail so she won't be hearing much of anything but you don't need to know that.

"Oh no baby what would your mommy think of you fucking her husband hmm" he teases you cruelly slapping you on your ass as you yelp out.Then bending down to your ear the low tamber of his voice only adding to the wetness leaking from your pussy.

"I don't think she would like that very much dolly" he teases.

"Knowing her daughters such a slut for her step daddy"

You shake your head no furiously trying to convince yourself more than him.

"Aw look baby you can't stop cumming around me writhing those little hips and crying trying to make me feel bad"

"You're milking me dry honey look"

August grabs you leg and hoistes it in the air your exposed pussy stuffed with his cock completely on display "No! M'not...." You shut your eyes not daring to look at where you two are connected until A rough hand grabs a hold of your jaw. August forcing your head right where he wants your attention.

"Look at it baby, look at how pretty you are wrapped around your daddy" you close your eyes and shake your head still defiant but that wavers when August starts kissing your cheek and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. it's his scent and the feel of his meaty thighs smacking against your delicate ones. the subtle tickle of his mustache every time he kisses you.

"Come on pretty girl open up for me" He says in a deceivingly sultry tone.

ever so slowly you open your eyes. And as your pupils start to dilate from the erotic sight August knows you're all his.

August's hips, balls, and cock slap up against your dripping pussy all at once in a sinful unison. You whine losing a bit of your psyche every time his dick roughly pounds into that deep spot inside you.

But it's only when you get that tickly feeling in your core do you truly start to lose yourself. "Daddy-!....please.." you whine out pathetically his cock thrusting in and out of you. It being the only thing on your mind.

"No!August!! m'gonna cum-....stop it!!" August looks down at you with glazed over eyes fully possessed by lust you watch in horror as he licks a small strip up his thumb before placing it on your sensitive swollen little clit.

"Daddy No! Don't you'll break me!!" August relentlessly fucks into your flesh pussy intent on making you cum all over him rubbing your clit in dizzying hasty circles.

"F-Fuck!!ah-Ah!Daddy!!!!" You feel a foreign liquid leak from your vagina. Drenching you and August in the mystery liquid "Oh fuck baby is that all for me" he coos

Your face is red and blushed as you nod absentmindedly.

"Aw don't be shy princess give it to daddy" He teases.

"let daddy use his perfect little pocket pussy hm"

You're in a daze looking at him, far too cock drunk to say anything but the word yes.

"Make me cum lots okay baby"

You nod once again as you bounce on his dick his thrusts turning sloppy but more aggressive. As he nears his orgasm you turn into a bundle of rambles.

"Please fuck me daddy- " knock me up please! breed my little bitch hole up...."

August stares daggers into your soul as you feel him twitch inside of you with every word that spills from your lips.

"Mmm F-Fuck daddy! don't stop I'll do anything just please don't stop- S-shit"

"Look at me-" August moans, his mind just as gone as yours is if not more.

"Tell me whose pussy it is" his commanding tone sending shivers through your body.

You give him and adorable pout "it's your pu-Ah!" He smacks your ass it leaving a red hand print.

"You know what I want to hear dolly"

I-its..daddy's.. Puss-Ah!!"

Another harsh smack.

"Louder!"

"It's Daddy's pussy!!!"you cry out cumming on him all over again.

August grunts get low as he pushes your leg back down. Bracing you with both hands dug into your soft love handles and belly.

August thrusts into your pussy like there's not even a person attached to it. Dead set on making himself cum, coating every inch of your walls in hot spunk.

August thrusts his dick rapidly against your sensitive spot as your head drops to the pillow losing control of your limbs. The only thing left of you being that single mantra that runs in your mind and through your lips over and over as August sates himself with your broken body.

"Daddys..pusssy..d-addys..pusssy..dadddy..pusssy

daddyss-ah!mhn..."

August cums in the deepest part of you. Hot milk flooding into every crevice of your sore pussy.  Heavy breathes and pants fill the space as his heartbeat slows.

Your legs are shaking.Not that you notice but August does. He scoops up your trembling form like you're made of glass. Like he's not the reason you can't form one coherent thought.

"Come here dolly it's okay I know daddy's here I got you" he coos.

You sink into his warmth, sweat glistening his chest. your mind thoroughly stirred but his scent and presence calms you.

August places the sweetest tender kiss against your lips and the rest of the world ceases to exist. All you know is that he broke you, but then cradled you like you were the only thing left in the world. whatever happens from now on doesn't matter and frankly you don't give a shit.

As long as your his.

You've been employed at stark industries for some time now, and you love your job. Though it is an office job there's never a dull moment.You get sneak peeks at all the latest technology and sometimes you get to take stuff home.

You love all your coworkers. And in such a short time you've moved up so much that you even have encounters with some of the avengers.

But there is one small thing about the job that unsettles you from time to time.

That man....

America's golden boy and everyone's favorite hero.The prime example of american patriotism and justice.

Steve Rogers

Everyone at the office seems to love him.They practically worship the ground he walks on.I mean who wouldn't given who he is, and ideally you would too.

It's just that... he's so fucking creepy.

Clearly you're seeing something that no one else is. Because everyone else just eats his charisma up.

But it's the way he stands a little too close, his posture allowing him to tower over you.It's the way his gaze lingers on you just a little to long.

It's small gestures like those that just give you the heebie jeebies.

Hence why you avoid him like the plague.

Sadly, he still finds just the right loophole to effortlessly insert himself into your personal space. Undetected by the suspicion of others.

..........

Tony gave one of his usual speeches to the entire staff celebrating the month's accomplishments.

These speeches are always followed by an after party. At stark industries only higher up members are allowed. So the guests mostly consist of your coworkers and the avengers.

"You, backroom now" Tony says as he passes you by.

This isn't uncommon. Tony knows you can keep a secret.So he uses your ears as a vice for his many- many complaints and rants.

But, that's where he keeps the good alcohol so you don't mind all that much.

...........

Sat in the room you wait for Tony. But when he comes in there's someone else tailing him.

The familiar blonde and brunette locs fill your vision and your body tenses.

Steve notices you instantly and his eyes light up.

....

His presence albeit annoying, was mostly tolerable due to the fact that your attention was mostly focused on Tony's drunk rambling about some uptight board members.

The evening was going quite well. Until his cellphone rang.

"Shit gotta be out for a sec" Tony stands eager to make a quick exit.

"I trust you two can keep each other company" he winks.

Stark leaves the room and then there's silence.

It's barely been 5 minutes since stark left and you already feel his eyes on you. He's blatantly looking and what's even more disgusting is that he's not even trying to hide it.

"I know I make you uncomfortable"

You turn your head and look at him, slightly thrown off by his statement.

"Call me dumb but I can't figure out what I did to make you feel that way"

"Call it a hunch" you think silently to yourself.

"I thought that if I spent enough time with you"

"Or if I was nice enough you'd see I'm not all that bad but..."

He chuckles pitifully to himself.

"you don't have to worry anymore I get the hint"

He slowly stands centering his muscular frame.

"I'll leave you alone from now on"

Steve heads towards the door not even sparing you a second glance.

"goodnight enjoy the rest of your evening" he says with a smile then turns to leave.

Shit, you hate that you feel bad. You couldn't even make A case against him he hasn't done anything wrong.Any sane person would say you're just being an asshole.

And in the end you caved.

"Steve wait-"

He stops and you both lock eyes the faintest hint of a smile dusting his lip.

.......

Safe to say, Tony never came back not that the two of you noticed.Because A few drinks later the whole vibe of the room changed completely.

You don't know if it was the alcohol making you more susceptible to his charm but Steve is actually really funny and down to earth.

You two talked nonsense laughing and drinking the whole night away.

"Go out with me" he says with stars in his eyes face flushed red from the liquor.

You don't know what came over you.

"Okay...." You say nervously a small sheepish smile in your expression.

.........

Dinner was breathtaking, Steve showed up to your door at 8pm with the prettiest bouquet of roses.

And he was such a gentleman, holding open the car door for you. pulling out your chair.

You giggle lightly at something funny he said.

"You know I was wrong about you"

His eyebrow peaks up in interest .

"oh really" he smiles amusingly before playfully leaning in "do tell more".

You laugh off your nervousness.

"well...to be honest I found you creepy"

An expression of shock crosses his face.

"really?" He says voice coated in disbelief "I mean I could tell that you were uncomfortable but creepy c'mon"

You giggle "I know I know it's stupid and you didn't do anything I promise I just got a weird vibe".

"Yeah some vibe" he chuckles to himself.

"well I'm glad to find out your actually really sweet Steve" "I mean the flowers and the restaurant, this has all been so amazing"

Steve smiles "I'm glad you changed your mind about me"

.................

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..................

You feel the warm hum of the car as Steve drives you back to the apartment.

The ride back has a completely different feel from the drive to dinner. it's oddly silent, but you don't mind. it's good comedown time from the whirlwind of events and conversation that took place earlier.

Steve pulls into the car garage and smoothly parks, taking the keys out of the ignition then turning to face you.

"well tonight was really great Steve" you beam.

"We should do this again soon"

Steve smiles eerily at you then places a hand on your thigh.

You giggle nervously.

Steve breathes out a heavy sigh playing with the hem of your dress. ignoring your discomfort completely as if your just some mannequin in a mall.

"You have good intuition"

He laughs darkly.

"I mean everyone else just eats my shit up but not you..." He thumbs at your dress " not you..."

"that time I was gonna walk out at tony's party, that was a last ditch effort "

He smirks.

" I wasn't really gonna start leaving you alone...not really"

A chill runs up your spine at his callous tone.

"But to my surprise you finally fell for it".

"Steve..." You look at him with all the fear in your eyes. praying to God this is just some dumb prank preying on your paranoia.

Steve paused in thought and stops playing with your dress and sighs.

"I guess it's time I show you who I really am"

At that last word every door in the car locks in unison as Steve sizes you up with a carnal hunger in his eyes.

You back up against the door tears teetering on the edge of your corneas.

"Steve please..." Your voice cracks.

Steve just glares at you as if you just spoke an alien language to him.

He once again ignores your tears. something he's most likely used to by now and climbs into the back seat.

He seats himself to a relaxed man spread with his arm resting above the open empty seat.

You both stare at eachother trying to read the others mind.

"Come here" he says in a low commanding tone.

You sniffle softly "I don't want to" the tears start to run down your face.

Steve breathes in annoyance before lunging at you. dragging your thrashing body to the backseat.

"No! Let me go !" You try to hit him but any attempt you make he just restrains you more till you're sat on his lap.him holding both of your wrists together with one hand.

"Stop being such an ungrateful whore"

You violently struggle against him trying to free your hands.

"I treat you nice and take you to dinner and this is how you repay me" he says clearly disappointed by your behavior.

You continue to hit him, crying while you try to get away.

"Stop embarrassing yourself" he says unbothered by your frantic state.

A loud slap is placed against your bottom, and his superhuman strength makes it hurt like hell.

A choked sob leaves your throat, the searing burn on your ass most likely bright red.

Steve rubs your butt in soothing circles.

And you sniffle and sob quietly.not resisting anymore.cause if you take another hit like that you don't think you'll be able to walk much less run away.

"Now isn't that better sweetie, you like it when I'm nice to you don't you" Steve whispers softly as he goes to wipe your tears, but you dodge his touch.

In your head you're furiously shaking your head no until you feel a hand pulling your dress up.

"Steve please! I'll do anything just don-"

Steve rips your panties off of you as you yelp in shock.You start squirming against him again but he places A hand on your butt warningly.

"Behave or I won't be so nice"

He's being nowhere near nice or whatever he's telling himself in his fucked up head.

You see Steve's hand slowly dip between your legs. you shut your eyes and hide your face in his collar. too scared to watch what's gonna happen next.

Steve seems to find your behavior cute as his fingers dust over your folds.

"Don't worry bunny I just want to make you a little more agreeable"

Two thick fingers are jammed into your unprepared hole.You yelp shaking from the sudden intrusion.

Steve starts working his fingers in and out of you While he binds your wrists together tightly with his other hand.

You manage to muffle the involuntary moans with the fabric of his clothes but when his fingertips hit that deep sensitive spot inside, it catches you off guard.

"Ah!-" a pleasurable moan escapes your lips.

Steve chuckles "Hm... there she is...my good girl"

"No I'm no-Ah!" You try to talk back but Steve just keeps grinding his thick fingers into your spot over and over again.

You can't take it.

"No!" You cry not wanting to orgasm from such a horrendous act.

With a few more strokes from his fingers you cum on him, whimpering and whining bucking your hips up like a slut.

"Mmn... good girl" Steve says as he plays with the white liquid leaking from your hole. mesmerized by how much there is and how nicely it coats his fingers.

You look up in horror as you see him start to lick his fingers clean with his tongue.

He locks eyes with you, dark gaze staining his irises.

"You try it honey" he shoves his fingers down your throat and you taste yourself on your tongue as he forces you to gag on his fingers.

Steve holds your nose closed with his other hand as you panic for oxygen.

"that's right honey taste every last drop of your slutty little cunny"

So worn out from what he just did, you don't even hear his belt unbuckle.

Steve let's you go completely as you gasp for air, falling on your side into the empty seat next to him.

He grips your hips with both hands pulling them flush against his cock.

"Steve no! Don't!please-"

"Fuck!!-"you slam your head down into your arms and start crying.

Steve fully sheathes his erect cock inside of you.

Steve groans lowly as his cock twitches from the tightness.

It's so fucking big. he hasn't even moved yet but his tip resting against your womb is driving you crazy. you can feel every inch of him.

He slightly drags his cock out of you before slamming it back inside, You cry out again.

Steve roughly pumps his cock into you and you can feel your brain melting.

Losing any sense of what's being done to you, all you can focus on is the ache between your legs.

His cock hits against all the ridges in your pussy.

You bury your head into your arms not wanting him to hear your moans as your cunts clamps down around his cock milking him for cum.

Steve knows what your doing and is quick to correct it.

"Oh no you don't dolly I wanna hear it"

Steve pulls your head up by your hair.

You try to pull your head away but he has a death grip on your scalp.

Steve slows his motions for a minute and kisses up to your ear whispering.

"Be a good little whore and moan all nice'n pretty for me okay baby"

Your eyes widen in a mixture of fear and embarrassment before he places a commanding hand on your hip once again.

"Steve wait- Ahh! Fucking fuck! ahh!"

Steve breeds your pretty little cunt like an animal.Hitting at your spot repeatedly, it feels too good you try to push his hands off of you.

But that just makes him laugh as he angles his hips to hit your spot just right with every thrust.

You moan whimper and whine. your butt writhing against his hips on its own free will.

Your pussy is so fucking in love with him it drools a little every time he pulls out, leaving a shameful puddle beneath your body's.

"S-steve don't I can't cum anymore stop ah!" You plead barely able to think straight.

"Quit being such a whiny bitch and take it"

Steve wraps both of his hands completely around your throat and forces your head down against the seat then climbing up on top mounting you like a horse.

His hips come crashing down into your soaked pussy in a fury of thrusts.You start word vomiting as you feel his hand clench around your throat as he nears his orgasm.

"Fuck Steve use me fuck! breed me like a little bitch please! please please-"

Steve slaps his hips against yours and you feel his balls tense and untense as he cums deep inside your canal.

You can't fucking think speak or do anything.

You just lie there feeling his spunk seep into your swollen womb.

He gets off of you and tucks himself back into his pants.You hear the doors unlock but you're too broken to move.

Steve hot and sweaty breathes out a heavy sighs catching his breath from the exertion.

Steve rolls his eyes at you thinking you're just being a drama queen.

He leans over you and you flinch, but he's actually reaching for the door.

He pushes it open.

"You should get some rest"

Then turns his attention back to your trembling form.You wearily meet his gaze, your body far from recovered.

"You don't want to miss work do you bunny?"

You slowly shake your head no at him too scared to argue.

"Good then get out" he says coldly.

"Unless you're desperate for a round two"

Your eyes widen.

That's enough to get you stumbling out of the back seat but you struggle to stay balanced on your feet.

"Oh and by the way"

What could he want now.

"don't wear those short skirts at work"

"I'm tired of the staff looking at what belongs to me"

What the hell have you gotten yourself into. you would've talked back to him but seeing as all the strength has been siphoned from your body all you can do is nod.

Steve smiles at your compliance.

"C-can I go now" you ask nervously.

Steve nods endearingly and you slowly make your way towards the elevator.

Steve laughs to himself as you struggle to walk, almost falling on your ass at some points.He smirks getting into the driver's seat as the elevator doors close.

You see his car drive by as he leaves eyeing you like property.

You gulp and swallow your breath fearful that your employment to stark industries could turn into you being an indentured sex slave to Captain America.

You shut your eyes as the elevator moves through the floors.reeling from the events caused by your lack of caution and surplus of trust.your body still aches from what he did.

You wince at the thought of tomorrow, cause without a doubt Steve will be right there.

Hot steam encapsulates the room the smell of lilac and lavender steaming off the heated water as moody candles gently flicker

You managed to enter the room quietly thinking that it would've been the hardest part due to your masters super hearing

But maybe the warmth of the water has his mind floating elsewhere

You peak up from the stone counter you're crouched behind praying that he's faced away from you or this would get really awkward fast

Your pupils fill with the glow of the candles

But then all you can see is him

Your master

One of the three loves of your life

So big and burly

With the carvings of a Greek god

His beautiful sunkissed skin complimented by the luminous candles

You study every scar

Dimple and mole you can get your eyes on

It's a sham from this angle you can't see his

siren like face drawing you in and destroying you all at once

But you're satisfied gazing at his wonder of a body and his beautiful wet ash colored locks

His skin glistens from the water of the tub letting every muscle having it's day in the limelight

His chest heaves up and down slowly his lungs working double time to keep up with such a massive figure

And that's when you decide you can't take it anymore

Your hand slips under your frilly dress and you clamp a hold over your mouth not daring to let any moans slip out and accidentally alert him of your presence

You've only done this A few times and you used to just admire his beauty innocently but it wasn't long before your depravity had corrupted your harmless thoughts of your sir

Your fingers delve in and out of your pussy slowly as to not make A audible squelching sound

You trace his frame with your eyes letting your mind run wild with all the sinful acts you want him to do to you

You rub your clit in voracious circles your left hand squeezes the countertop as you feel yourself cum undone

You're teetering on the edge of your orgasm when the wet countertop causes your hand to slip knocking over A bronze vase

CLINK!

“Shit!“ you say in a hushed voice

You dart behind the counter not daring to move an inch and clasp both of your hands around your mouth hoping to god he stays in the bath

Sadly your realize your prayers won't be answered as the sound of movement rising from the tub beads of dripping water fill your eardrums as you hear wet heavy footsteps traverse the room

You hear his silver chain necklace rattle against his chest as he nears your hiding spot

And then nothing

You wait for ages and then you wait some more

Eventually feeling more impatient than fearful you peak your head up from your hiding spot

You scout the room with your eyes but the 6'1 giant is nowhere to be seen

"I'm right here sweetie"

You fall back on your ass nearly fainting

Geralts squatted down to your level towel dangerously loose around his waist looking at you with those teasingly cold eyes that ignite fires in your core

"So... My little girl is a little pervert who likes to spy on her master while he bathes huh?"

"I wasn't spying!"

"I just forget something in here and didn't want to disturb you..."

"is that so?" He questions

You nod your head and he looks at you devilishly

"Then tell me why you're dripping honey"

"If you were just looking for something why's your little cunt drooling all over my nice tile hm? He mocks.

"It's not!...it's water"

"Water" he chuckles to himself

Geralts eyes pan downwards as he not so subtly eyes your vagina.

Then he chuckles to himself darkly

"Okay baby, well if it's just water let's get you cleaned up then"

You gulp as you see his fangs make their presence known.He savagely grabs your ankle dragging you towards the tub.

You try to find something anything to hold onto.

But to no avail your frail body is lifted eye level with geralt

And he gives you one last smirk before tossing you in the tub

You wipe the water from your face as you feel him enter the bath with you

"What the hell ger!"

"Now my clothes are all wet" you say with a pout

Geralt gives you an uncaring gaze and shuts you up by hooking an arm around your waist pulling you to his muscular chest and starts to fondle your little girl parts under the water.

You gasp and hide your head in his damp neck.

"Geralt don't..." You whimper at him

"Aw is the little pervert upset at me?"

He says sliding two fingers into your scorching hot heat pumping them into you making you writhe in his embrace as he groans at your warmth enveloping his hands wishing he could replace it with something else.

"M'not A pervert! You whine out

"No? So you weren't flicking your little clit at the sight of me bathing?"

Your face blushes in embarrassment but geralt grabs your face and pulls you into a deep intimate kiss

Your tongues explore each others mouth swapping hot saliva As his calloused fingers penetrate deeper into your core

You pull your lips away from him

"M-master I'm gonna cum" you whine as geralt sweetly sucks on your neck, fangs grazing you with every bite of love

"Go ahead then love show me what a nasty little stalker you are"

"I'm not!" You cry out

But your orgasm betrays you as your pussy spasms around geralts warm fingers your walls clutching them for dear life

You feel so tiny and melted in his arms and it doesn't help when he places sweet little kisses all over your face

"sorry for spying daddy I just like looking at you cause your pretty" you look up at him

"I don't mind princess" geralt smiles cuddling into you "why don't you start joining me that way we can stare at how pretty each other is"

"how's that sound bunny love..."

You dry your wet hair as the steam dissipates from the bathroom mirror.

Tonight was the night.

Your friend went to the grocery store to pick up some snacks for the nights sleepover, So she shouldn't be back for another hour.

One hour that's all the time you have.

You grab the adorable pink pajamas from the counter slowly slipping them on your damp skin.

The bottoms are cut a bit too short and are visibly tight.A Perfect fit for making your ass peek out from underneath the fabric.

You slipped the cottony strap up your shoulder,It hugged your tits just right plumping them up.

Giving you the faintest hint of cleavage.

Sinful thoughts rolled through your head as you blowdried your hair and applied light makeup.

.............

"Remember hun, Our house is your house" The Captain smiled charmingly at you.

You recall the first time you met him, how he got you all worked up with just a friendly greeting.

"You just make yourself good and comfortable" "Okay darlin?"

A familiar wetness starts to seep from your core.

You just nod at him your mind dazed in a hormonal trance.

"Showers upstairs, gyms downstairs and I'm sure Sarah will point out anything else you might need"

He said in that sexy southern drawl.

"There n'thing else I can get for you honey?"

He innocently questions but I guess the pool between your legs thought otherwise.

You nod your head 'no' at him slowly more focused on his dominant tone than his words.

God you wanted him.

...........

You snap out of your daze as you finish loosely tying your hair up.

You practically sprint down the stairs but slow your pace as you near the basement door.You've been to the house before but only when Sarah was around.

You've noticed that Mr.Syverson always takes his nightly workout at 9pm.

You're not much of a gym rat.

But for tonight's purposes you live for the gym.

You open the door and creep slowly down the stairs not wanting to make your presence known just yet.

As you enter the room

You immediately spot the veteran captain jogging on the treadmill loud music blasting in his earbuds, facing away from you thank god.

You'd be lying if you said your mouth didn't water at the sight of him.

Tall, large, and sweaty. He hauled every pound of tough muscle against the recurring track not missing a beat.

You wondered if he could keep such a consistent intense pace with other activities as well.

You stride over to him stepping onto the treadmill just beside his. you start your treadmill at tempo of a regular walk and you face your head forward acting as if everythings fine, and that your not working out next to your best friends dad practically naked.

He notices you and slightly trips breaking his powerful stride. You smirk internally as he lowers the speed on his treadmill matching yours.

He removes his earbuds turning his attention to you.

You look at him with your prettiest smile.

"Sorry Mr.Syverson I didn't mean to startle you"

His shoulders relax and he looks at you with sincere eyes hooded by his hat.

"that's alright darlin, you just caught me off guard is all"

His eyes dip down only for a moment.

Landing on the tight short shorts and braless tee. You see his pupils dilate before he quickly Clears his throat and focuses back on his workout.And from this angle you swear you can see a blush spread across his face.

But something tells you he's gonna need a bit more 'motivation' to make a move than that.

You increase the speed of your treadmill.Until your ass and chest jiggle in unison.Leaning slightly forward making sure to give the captain A good view.

Not long after your antics you hear his treadmill stop and he dismounts from the track ignoring you and heading over to the weights.

You smack your lips together in annoyance,damn it you almost had him.

You hear the sound of weights being added onto the bar and wait till you hear him start lifting to stop your track.

You get off and mischievously stalk towards him.

He clearly is acting like he doesn't see your presence circling him like a hungry shark.And tries to focus on not dropping the bar on his face at your passes at him.

You cross your arms behind your back watching him intently.

As he lifts the heavy bar in slow reps.

"Wow Mr.Syverson thats alot of weight" you ask cutely " It must be pretty heavy"

"Nothing impossible" he grunts, his muscular biceps on full display.

"you could even lift this if you were trained to" he says breathlessly, focus deadset on the bar.

You move yourself till you come directly into his line of sight making sure to poke your chest out.

"Do you think you could show me how?"

He pauses deep in thought before setting the bar back on the rack.

"I don't see why not" he lifts himself off the bench and gestures for you to sit down.

"let's just start with the bar and no weight"

"I wouldn't want to overwhelm you" he says removing the weights from the metal bar.

You smile at him as you lay down.

"Don't worry about me Mr.Syverson I can take it"

He cocks his neck back in response to your suggestive phrasing before letting out a deep chuckle.

"I bet you can sweetheart but let's just start small for now there's no rush"

He stands behind you and removes the bar from the rack, holding it above your head.

He says some instructions to you but all you can focus on is his bulging thighs near your head.

"grab the bar sweetie" he encourages as you grip the metal handles taking them lightly.

"M'gonna let go now and you do your best to lift okay?" "let me know if it's too heavy I'm right behind you doll"

You nod at him nervously as he releases the bar from his hold.

The bar is actually not heavy at all but he doesn't need to know that.

You whimper and whine slightly writhing your body against the bench, acting like you're trying your hardest to lift.

The captain looks A little bewildered by your expression and the erotic noises leaving your mouth.

"H-hows 'bout we stop here for today" he says his face slightly flushed.

You nod and let him take the bar from you.

Syverson puts the equipment away as you lift off from the bench.

"You did good today maybe we'll try adding a little weight next time if your feelin up to i-

"Ow!"

You fall on the ground and clutch your chest.Syversons eyes widen and he immediately rushes to your side.

"What's wrong hun..." He questions concern across his face.

"It hurts!" you cry as his eyes search your body.

"Where does it hurt doll?"

You sniffle at him, a fake pained expression on your face.As you grab his hand and pull it under your shirt, Moving it up and down in slow circles squeezing his hand around your warm breast ever so gently.

"it hurts right here..." you pout at him innocently like your not making him grope your bare chest.

His eyes are low and his expression changes to one of pure lust.

"it hurts hm..." He says in a sinister tone

He circles his thumb around the swollen bud of your nipple and you moan at his touch

"hurts so bad Sy" "please daddy make it go away"

His gaze is dark clouded by lust as his eyes give into temptation, and vulgarly look over every forbidden part of you.

"I'll help you dolly...."

He pushes you onto your back and straddles your torso with his meaty thighs trapping you under his weight.

Sy licks his lips hungrily as he pulls your top up exposing your breasts to him.

He wastes no time dipping his head down kissing and sucking at the tender flesh.

"Sy..." You moan as he sucks the sensitive bud with his tongue.

You try to push your chest up wanting more of his affections.

But then a rough hand wraps itself around your delicate neck pinning your head in place.His grip makes your pussy drool and you want him to take you right then and there.

"Sy it aches" you whine at him trying to buck your hips up to get any kind of friction.He looks up at you with a string of saliva connecting his lips to your chest.

"Where..." He says in a deep growl that makes your clit pulsate in want.

"on my little girl part" he stares before getting off of you until he's seated at your feet.

You squeal when he grabs you by your calf, effortlessly pulling your body to him.

He grips both of your hips by each side and lifts them up till he's face to face with your clothed throbbing pussy.

You're a little thrown by the sudden change of position but all your care and concern fades when he licks A slow thorough stripe up your pussy

Your body shudders as you try to contain your moans.

Sy licks and sucks your sensitive little clit the fabric of your ruined shorts only increasing the pleasure

Your thighs shake as your legs wrap around his head as Sy flicks your needy clit over and over with his big tongue lapping at your folds mercilessly.

You're so fucking close.

"Sy! Gonna cum!" You moan out losing yourself to his relentless tongue swiping at your clit.

He chuckles into your pussy the vibration and his hot breath reverberated through your body.

"Cum for me princess" he mutters sliding your shorts to the side.

Your bare cunt clenching happy to see him.

Sy wraps his soft lips around your little button sucking harshly.

Your body jerks up from being stimulated so directly, It feels like electricity as you lose control of your muscles shaking and cumming all over Sy's face. Soaking his beard in the juices of your arousal.

He removes his hands from your hips and your bottom drops into his lap in exhaustion.

Your mind is empty, still reeling from your orgasm. And then you feel something prod at your entrance.

You look down...

And it's the girthiest cock you've ever seen, swollen angry red tip dripping in hot precum with fat veins wrapped around it....he's so big you could barely hold one of his balls in your hand.

"Sy- You can't it won't fit" you whimper trying to scoot your body away but Sy grips your meaty thigh.

Pulling you dangerously close to him.

"Don't worry honey I'll make sure it fits" he chuckles darkly and grips your hip ramming his fat cock into your tight little snatch.

You wail out in A combination of fear and pleasure feeling more full than you have in your entire life.

"Sy! no...." His dick is stretches you so much you feel like you're gonna break.

Sy slightly pulls out before slamming his hips back into you. Thrusting his cock deep into your sensitive pussy.

"God! Daddy fuck-" you pout at him eyes watering from the overwhelming feeling.

Sy ruts his large body against yours and you cry after every thrust of his hips as he roughly fucks his veiny cock in and out of your dripping cunt.

"that's it honey, take me nice and deep like a good little girl" Sy encourages and your walls clench around his thickness milking him for all he's worth.

Smack!

"Ah!-" Sy smacked your ass harshly and it hurt so much but felt so good.

"Daddy..." You whimper and whine at him losing any sense of dignity you have left.

Sy grabs a firm hold of your hair pulling your face towards him.

Smack! His hits bounce off your ass.

"Ah!-"

"Naughty little bunny teasing me with this whore of an outfit, parading that little ass around me like a slut "

Smack!

You cry out "Daddy! M'sorry" you sob at the red handprint forming on your skin while Sy still fucks into you, his dick dragging over every inch of your walls.

"No more...it hurts-" You moan at him pushing your hands against his muscular chest.

You try to get him off of you but then his tip rubs against a particularly sensitive spot.

And you whine as your body involuntarily squirms against him in unbearable pleasure.

"You wanna act like a stupid little slut'n fuck your best friends dad huh? " he pulls your hair harder.

"No-...Sy" You sob hating how fucking good he feels buried deep inside you.

"This is what happens to little whores who think no one will bend over them over, and fuck them like they deserve"

His grip on your hip tightens, and you feel his thrusts become rushed and forceful.

"Sy no!...don't " you cry as your walls flutter around him.

"I'll do anything just please don't cum inside me-"

You beg but your pussy tightening around him makes you feel like a liar

"Mm..Fuck..."

Sy groans as he pulls your dripping little cunt flush against his hips grunting as his warm white load floods your cervix.

"Ah-..."

You whine feeling his seed drip into your womb even more upset that it made you cum.

You and Sy make eye contact at the shameful act you both just committed faces blushed and eyes hooded.

"Dad! I'm home!" A girlish voice sounds from upstairs.

You two quickly scramble off each other grabbing at your clothes to try and maintain a sense of normalcy.

"No!" you scream as Henry holds you securely against his burly frame.Taking you from your pink playroom.

"Not a dolly princess.." you sniffle watching your toys and stuffies disappear from your view.

"Don' wanna go night night!"

You kick and scream, though your hits do no effective damage.

Henry sighs at your tantrum and gently pats your butt encouraging you to stop yelling at this time of night.

You always get cranky when you stay up this late, which is why he set a strict bedtime for you.But your little doe eyes got the best of him tonight, His mistake.

"Aaahh!-" you yell obnoxiously.

Okay... now you're just being annoying. Henry rolls his eyes at your antics.

"C'mon honey shhh" he encourages you softly, bouncing you gently in his arms.

"I told you baby" he coos at you. "You need your little girl rest sweetie, but you didn't want to listen to daddy"

His reasoning doesn't quell your sobs and frustration at all.

"Put me down! don't wanna go..." You cry but Henry picks up on your blatant lying.

"We do this everytime princess... you're just a little baby honey" he talks to you in that warm loving tone that makes you shy.

" you need your sleep doll" he whispers softly placing a kiss to the side of your head.

"Or you'll get all cranky and upset and start throwing tantrums at daddy like you are now"

You sniffle, Slightly embarrassed and aware of your unnecessary outburst. But it doesn't stop you from whining.

"Don't wanna go...." you mumble to yourself.

It's your last attempt at fighting him before your littlest sleepy self takes the place of any hostility you have left in you.

"I know baby, I know." He says in a soothing tone.

"just let daddy take care of you princess okay?"

You nod at him, whines still leaving your mouth. those being the last remnants of your fit.Henry rubs your back in slow circles patting your butt lovingly while carrying you up the stairs.

He sets you on the bed gently, and you start to act up again. But then he gives you that stern dominant look that warns you not to test him, and you shut right up and wait patiently like a good girl.

Henry removes his shirt revealing his beefy chest and toned abs, dark chest hair decorating his warm skin.

You lay back on the bed. A new feeling taking control of you, a docile feeling that makes you burn with desire.

You dip your hands between your legs touching yourself sensually.

You aren't allowed to touch.Not without your owners permission, but seeing as you've already pissed him off for the night and the lustful look he's giving you right now. He doesn't seem to mind.

Even if he did you're in such a mood, he'd have to physically restrain you in order for you to stop.

You rub your fingers over your clit, making sure to give your daddy a good look at your cute little princess parts.Eyes glinting in pleasure as wet dews of arousal make your pussy glisten in the warm light of the bedroom.

You whimper softly in that high pitched tone you know drives your daddy fucking insane.

You flick your clit faster, eyefucking your sir.

"Please daddy....fuck me" you whine out.

"I'll be good now, I'll go to bed promise"

You moan arching your back off of the covers winding your hips against the soft sheets.

"Just please give me your cock..."

Henry prides himself on being A good daddy that upholds the rules. But god damn it, you don't know what you do to him. And if it wasn't for the very visible bulge peeking from his boxers, he might've been able to resist the temptation.

He climbs on top of you giving into his carnal desires.

You look at him face flushed, all pouty and submissive.

"Please daddy I can't take it anymore-"

"I need you in me"

"I need my daddy"

At those last words you cling to him, nails slightly digging into the warm flesh of his bicep.

Henry quickly frees his cock from his boxers, it being just as needy and swollen as yours.

He rubs his length up and down your drooling pussy, coating it in your wet heat.

You grip on him tighter.

"Please..."

He looks at you with animalistic eyes.

"Please what..." He says darkly as his cock teases your entrance.

You pout impatiently. "please fuck me da- Ah!"

He sheathes himself in your slick warm pussy fully, groaning at the tightness wrapped around him.

"Fuck baby...mm" he grunts deeply.

Henry pulls out then ruts back in and you yelp.

"Gonna breed you so fucking good..fuck" he says in a low groan.

You whine as he slowly starts moving his hips against yours.Soft sobs spilling from your lips as his fat cockhead rubs against the sensitive ridges in your vagina.

"Please daddy ruin me" you beg.

"Fuck my little girl hole till I scream..."

He plants the gentlest kiss to your lips before slamming his hips into you.Harshly driving his dick in your cunt, exploring it shamelessly.

"Ah! Fuck!-" His cock slaps against your wet walls as lustful sounds fill the room.He's so fucking big, you think you'll break if he goes any deeper.

"Daddy! Fuck-"He smacks your ass in warning and you cry out.

"Ah!"

"The fuck did I tell you about cursing hm?"

"You needy slut, you just don't know when to listen do you"

You cry at his harsh words when in reality they only make you wetter.Your arousal dripping all over him, drenching his cock and balls.

Henry grabs you by the throat choking you against the pillow.

"You fucking like it when I treat you like a slut don't you"

He rams his cock in you making you so fucking sensitive your legs start shaking around him in pleasure as his meaty hips bounce against your thighs.So rough you can't think straight.

"No! Not a slut!" You shake your head at him.

"No?.." He questions in a deep voice.Eyes gaining a sadistic tinge to them, As he grabs you flipping you on your tummy.

"Then I guess you don't like when I fuck you like this then huh"

He takes your little pussy from behind pounding you like the good little cock whore you are,his dick reaching those deep intimate places that drive you crazy.You moan embarrassingly loud as he drives his hips against your weak spot.

"Ah! Daddy please I'm sorry!" you cry out in pleasure.

Henry laughs at how how you're such a shy bunny but you're so fucking loud when he gets his hands on you.

"That's right baby you should be fucking sorry" he grunts, vigorously thrusting into your hot pussy.

"But don't worry hun, daddy's gonna make sure you get to bed on time every. fucking. night."

He fucks into you after every pause your walls fluttering around his dick gripping at every vein sucking his cock back into your soaked cunt.

He grabs your face squishing your cheeks together and whispering in your ear.

"If daddy promises to keep fucking you like this before bedtime, you're gonna be a good little girl for me aren't you baby?"

Your minds fucking gone but you agree to whatever the hell he's saying, too cock drunk to comprehend anything but him pounding your little cunt raw.

"Yes daddy! Ill be good I'll be good fuck fuck fuck fuck-." You scream his cock and balls slapping against your lips at a fast sloppy pace.It all feeling so fucking good and too much for you at the same time.

His hips hit your spot repeatedly and you scream as Henry's white cream explodes into your little womb.your eyes roll to the back of your head, your blush spreading to your entire face.

"Daddy.." you whimper at his hot milk entering you.

His head dips down resting on your back, his soft breath against your ear.

"What did I just say about cursing..." He asks slightly out of breath.

Oops.

"Sorry daddy it felt too good" you plead.

You turn and wrap yourself in his embrace.

"Couldn't help it...."

He sighs pulling you deeper into his big arms.

"That's alright bunny"

"Daddy just has to be better about disciplining you about that, and your bedtime"

You just nod, snuggling against the comfort of his muscular chest in acceptance.

The weather was cold...unforgiving.And for someone who's not a local, it was fucking freezing.

That day you set out for your usual nature walk. And despite the fact you were new to the area. The weather seemed nice enough.

But oh how wrong your were.

The snowflakes cut at your skin as the piercing cold roared through whatever garment you have on.You clutch the hood of the feeble coat around you trying to shield yourself from the element's assault.

When the blizzard started you were sure you turned around heading back in the direction of your cabin.

But as you trudge aimlessly through the infinite forest, doubt starts to settle in your mind.

Then you see a clearing.

Dead grey trees seemingly drained of all life.And even the snow seems to be weary of trespassing this neck of the woods.

You wish you could say the same.

But the growing hypothermia in your blood has your thoughts open to suggestion.

You enter the gloomy abyss.Making sure to tread lightly but with haste.As to not alert the potentially dangerous residents in the area of your presence.

SPLASH!

You dart your head in the direction of the noise.

It happened in an instant and unless you're hallucinating which given your condition is a high probability right now.

You could've sworn you saw a giant spider tackling a man into the black lake.

You squint your eyes at the water but it remains still

I guess it really was your mind playing tricks on y-

A man arose from the lake clad in thick black leather his skin as pale as the snow itself.

He steadies himself, and when his eyes land on you, an internal shriek sounds from your throat.

His eyes are darkness itself, pupils spilling to the very edges of his corneas.dark purple veins coloring his eyebags.

And you swear you saw fangs threatening to peek through.

You grip your hood so tight that the fabric begins to unravel.

"Are you lost"

His eyes envelope your form like vines as he looks at you like tonight's dinner, not wasting a second to blink in fear he might lose sight of you.

Fuck. This.

You sprint in the other direction.

You can't go back through the snow even though you could easily lose him in there.

If he didn't get to you the cold would.

Your lungs work double time hauling your shivering frame through the thorny thicket of trees.

Eventually you stop, giving yourself a few minutes of down time.

You look around but there's nothing.the forest is still unlike your heartbeat.You rest a hand on your chest trying to calm yourself and steady your breathing.

But off in the distance you spot a looming figure, leaning against a tree looking directly at you.

Smiling at you.

And from this far you can see 2 sets of sharp canines.

"N-no.." you whisper but it feels more like you convincing yourself that this isn't happening.That you're not being hunted by A demonic apparition, In a strange thicket of woods that resembles the likes of an underworld.

You run again.

Farther than the last, body more exhausted than the first.

But there he is again.

Taunting you.

Teasing you.

Encouraging you to drain your stamina more just so he can rack up the deliciousness of your beating heart and heaving chest.

What is he doing... warming up your blood before his feast or something?

Why doesn't he just kill you.

Your legs are tattered in scraps and cuts.

Your appearance beyond disheveled.

With your lungs collapsed and your spirit broken. you slump to your knees willing to accept whatever fate the hollow stranger bestows upon you.

Your eyes are fixed on the ground too afraid to witness the horrific scene that's about to occur.

Certain A painful bloody death is what awaits you.

Huge leather black boots enter your view and a helpless shudder traverses your spine.

The man crouched to your level and unzipped a pocket emptying some purple herbs in his palm, easily crushing them by hand.

You dare not look into his obsidian eyes.

Gloved fingers grab a hold of the back of your neck pulling your face towards the crushed powder.

You try to resist.

But just from what you've witnessed, his strength is far greater than anything you could dream of.

He holds the herbs to your nose.And it's not long before your body cries out for oxygen.Your hands claw at the inevitable hold he has on your neck.As you reluctantly take in the potent aroma.

A somberness spreads through you.

"Go to sleep little bunny" His husk voice encourages you into the dark void.