BABYDOLL

dad!pope x daughter gf!reader

warnings: MDNI!! NSFW. this is strictly fantasy. this plot does contain incest (can’t say I didn’t tell you). light spanking.

summary: pope comes home to the chores he gave you not being done. enjoy!!!

pope was never the strict kind of dad. he just had his rules. simple, nothing to crazy. rules that you were supposed to follow to a t before even thinking about asking him for something.

all he asked of you was to have them done on time, when he walked through the door. he was a busy working man and the last thing he wanted was to come home to a dirty house. you could understand that right?

you were in the shower and hadn’t heard him come through the door, cursing under his breath, and making his way with heavy footsteps to your room. “you mind coming out of there?” you froze. you didn’t expect your dad to be home so early. early enough for you not to finish your chores.

you slowly opened the door and squeezed your way out of the bathroom. pope grabbed your arm and forcefully sat you down on the bed. “why isn’t this house or your room clean?” he stood tall with his arms folded and nostrils flared. pope hardly ever got onto you or hardly ever got mad but you knew when you fucked up. “i forg-“ he cut you off, sighing deeply. “don’t even start with that. i told you when i left the house this morning that i wanted it done by the time i got home and are they done?”

you dropped you head as you shook it no. your tears that started to build up clouded your sight. you hated when he seemed disappointed in you. it made you feel stupid. made you feel like you weren’t a good daughter and it broke you into a million pieces. pope knew that.

“stand up.” he said walking over to your bed sitting down beside you. you immediately do as your told. “take off your robe.” your trembling at this point, all ready knowing what was about to come. he places his smooth hand against the lower end your back, pinky finger gently caressing your cheek. he applies force, pushing you over his knees. you knew better than to kick and scream.

“daddy, no! i swear I’ll behave. I promise I’ll do my chores.” your pleading was no use. he gave your butt a quick rub before he swatted hard at the bare skin, causing you to jump.

“it’s for your own good doll. maybe next time you’ll do as your told.”

pope hits you 19 more times. making you count them out through shaky breathes. your ass was sore and you swore you could feel blood running down your leg. “sit up and look at me.” his voice was calm now, almost sympathetic. your eyes were bloodshot red from all the crying. your head was pounding as you tried to catch your breath.

“see what happens when you don’t listen?” you shook your head in agreement as you laid on his shoulder. pope coo’d at you to calm you down. gave you praises of how you did so well. he laid you on your back gently and kissed his way up your body to your lips. “my sweet angel.” he licked and bit gently at your neck making you let out a soft giggle and whine. you pushed your hips against his to rub your cunt against his bulge that arose from spanking you.

“you want it that badly?” he asked you. you nodded quickly, letting out little whispers of “please daddy”. you couldn’t deny how desperate you were for him.

he took out his dick and tapped it against your swollen clit making you nearly jump off the bed. he slid across your cunt mixing your juices with his pre cum. you let out a high pitched whine while grinding yourself against his cock, forcing him to push it in. pope took both of your legs and placed them on his shoulders, making sure to get deep. he let out a growl as he put his weight in his fist and fucked into you hard. you held on for dear life and the sound of the headboard mixed with his slight whimpers against your ear sent you over the edge.

you wrapped your legs around popes waist begging him to cum inside. you didn’t want to waste a single drop. “please fill me up daddy I need it! please.” you could feel popes rhythm becoming sloppier as he reached his end. he pushed himself in deep, hitting your cervix to fill you up, causing you to let out a loud moan.

“oh my god,” he moaned. he sloppily kissed your cheeks and down to your chest. you held pope close as the both of you came down from the high.

“I love you daddy!” you said through shaky breathes as you nuzzled yourself into his chest.

obsessed with the thought of being too innocent for shane. a young, pearly thing that came from the upside of town. attending church and always helping out for those in need.

the two of had been seeing each other and it was only right to make a move. things had gotten a little more heated than the both of anticipated and by the time it escalated further he stopped you. “look angel. you’re a very sweet girl but….i can’t…not now, okay?” you look up at him all teary eyed and pouty. still straddling his lap, you began to fidget with your fingers rocking from side to side out of nervousness, causing him to hiss from your clothed cunt grinding on his bulge. “but why? i-i thought you said you liked me?” shane shakes his head and laughs a little. the last thing he wanted was to confuse a young girl like you. “i do like you. i like you a lot but-“

thinking about frank mocking you…

the two of you had been going for hours on end. bodies sticking to one another as the sweat bounced off of the both of y’all’s thighs made erotic plapping noises that made your brain feel even more fuzzy. your vision blurred as you were on the brink of another orgasm. and to make matters worse, frank was just getting started.

the pool of your juices underneath you made you stick to the bedsheets, making it impossible to move. you tried your hardest to scoot away from him, tried to get him off of you even if it was just for a second. you began to whine as tears filled up to the brink of your eyes. music to franks ears. he shot a glaring look at you as to say "i don't want to hear it."

in all honesty, you started it. clawing at him as he tried to relax and get some sleep from the rough week he was having. you kept begging him to at least rub your clit until you became sleepy. if only you had listened when he told you to quit after a third attempt.

"daddy please slow down. just for a minute!" you said in between sobbing hiccups. he grabs your jaw as he makes you look at him. "what? what is it bun? is daddy too big?" you frantically nod your head yes hoping that this time it would get him to calm down. "aw well thats too bad. i'm not even halfway finished." he pushes all of his weight into you, your lower body lifting up off the bed. the squeals from your mouth became more animalistic as the squelching noises from your cunt filled the room.

it starts off as something innocent. learning how to speak, act, & dress for him. always letting him do the talking. hiding behind his large figure when he comes in contact with another person. never speaking out of turn. it becomes natural, like something you’ve been doing your whole life.

and you are such an angel for him! it makes it so easy for him to completely manipulate and control your mind. and he loves every second of it. he knew from the moment he saw you that you’d do just about anything to make him happy.

which led you into the position that you were in now. kneeling in front of him, your legs digging into the hardwood floor while rocking from side to side, feeling the blood start to form bruises onto your legs. spit was hanging off of your lips while your eyes were filled with tears and your cheeks hot. if anyone saw—hell, you’d be sent away. the back of negan’s hand runs across your cheek, sticking to your skin. “you’re such a good doll for me. i can do absolutely anything i want to you and you wouldn’t tell a soul.” you nodded quickly squeaking out a meek “yes daddy!” underneath your breath. the air swooshes against your cheek before you feel all five of his fingers slam with force against it. “i didn’t hear you. say it again.” louder this time you agreed to his words earlier, hiccuping and practically begging for him to push your mouth down onto his thick cock again.

anyone else would’ve seen this as abuse. as kidnapping. but for all your little mind could comprehend was that this was love. this was your way out of any hard thing life has thrown your way. to be completely brainless for him. negan smirks as he sees more tears fall from your needy ass. “that’s my girl. i hit you to correct you. i shouldn’t have too…you need to learn how to obey me.” he grabs his cock and forces your mouth on it once again, causing you to choke from the brutal force.

summary: inexperienced reader learns how to suck dick for the first time. y’all i have not been able to get this man out of my mind. hope you enjoy angels!!!

“are you ready?” Chris ask looking down at you. sitting between his legs, it seemed like he could have crushed you from this position. you felt a lump form in your throat as you twirled your hair, weakly nodding a yes in response to his question. he chuckles and cross his arms against his chest. “don’t get all shy now. this was your idea, remember?” he was right. it was your idea. you’d been watching videos of girls getting their throat fucked for about a week straight and you mistakenly sent it to chris one night when you were dozing off. you’d hope he didn’t see it by the time you deleted it but to your surprise he was already awake. which is why you’re in the situation now.

“go on.” you reach for his belt with shaky hands and before you could touch it he seats your hand away. “kiss it.” his face is serious now, making you scared to make a mistake. “w-what?” he grabs a fist full of your hair, not tight enough to hurt you but just to apply some force. “kiss it through my pants.” the lump in your throat becomes bigger now. you were nervous and didn’t want to fuck this up. you pressed your lips softly against his jeans and puckered your lips aground his bulge. “lick it to, doll.” you stick out your tongue and trace it against the fabric. an outline of spit now staining his denim jeans.

“take it out.” you unbuckle his belt and slowly unzip his pants. he pushes his hips up to make it easy for you to slide his pants off. your eyes widened when you saw his size, it almost slapping you in the face.

“like what you see?” you were nearly almost drooling. you watched as his cock twitched. a vein running up the shaft that got more prominent with each bulge. precum leaked from the tip as you watched his cock grow even more harder. you shifted uncomfortably on your knees, unsure if you wanted to do it anymore.

“I-i um don’t think it’s going to fit.” you bit your lip with furrowed brows as chris let out a low chuckle. “don’t worry your pretty little head. I’ll make it fit.”

chris takes your hand and guides you to his cock. he instructs you to hold it at the base, using two hands if necessary. “hands are to small. try moving them up and down. don’t be afraid to spit either.” you do as your told and spit on both hands before grabbing his cock. it was an unfamiliar feeling, one that kind of freaked you out a little. you flinched whenever his cock jumped while it was in your hands. you can hear chris cursing to himself as you guide your hands up and down. “use your mouth. lick it just like a taught you and kiss the head.” you trace your tongue slowly up and down his cock, making sure to trace the vein. a trail of precum and spit connected your lips to his cock and you sweetly kissed the head, the sight of it making him groan.

he grabs the back of your neck with one hand and pulls you forward. “stick out your tongue.” chris leans down and spits directly into your tongue, making you whine. he taps his heavy cock against your tongue, smearing it all over your lips. before you could even realize what was happening, your mouth was already wrapped around his cock. chris’ hands found your hair, grabbing a fistful this time pulling forcefully. “that’s it. suck that dick like a good girl.”

tears were streaming down your face and you felt funny by the middle of it. you tired to pull away this time, only for chris to make you deepthroat his cock once again. he slide his cock out of your mouth, giving your cheeks a couple of light slaps. a glob of spit hanging from your lips and covering the lower half of your face. a strong hiccup came from your throat as you eagerly reached for him to give you more.

“i see you’re liking it, huh?” you let out a soft yes as you giggle at him. “i want more please!” he takes his hand and strokes his cock while letting you catch your breath. the sound of your spit and pre cum slipping up and down his cock made you grow hornier by the minute. you start shifting on your knees again, squeezing your legs together.

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