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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022, Day 21: Uteromania

Yours to Use

Summary: You couldn’t help but want to corrupt the sweet little Justin, and he was just as insatiable as you

Pairings: Justin Capshaw X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, femdom, pussy worship, oral sex (F receiving), teasing, fingering, hair pulling, air humping, mentions of cuckolding, finger sucking, squirting, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 850

Uteromania is an insatiable sexual desire in females.

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You liked them younger. Legal, but younger. With your stamina, you needed a young buck that could keep up. But even more so, you loved teasing them. Watching them become so weak with lust that they took your commands so well. Justin was the perfect one. You didn’t even care who caught the two of you fucking, and you fucked a lot.

Every time you saw him, you wanted to pull him into a private room, and ride him like a bronco. The pretty little sounds he made as he laid there and let you fuck him. Even the sweet faces he made as he shot his load in your cunt, he was the sweetest little pup you could think of.

Blushed with your simple praises, and took orders so well. It didn’t matter if you were riding his face, refusing to let him touch himself, while you would only blow on his angry cock. He was such a simp for you.

Walking into the meeting room of his brotherhood, you uncross your legs, and he already sinks to his knees. “Aw, sweet boy, what is it?” You lean back, spreading your legs wide. “Does my baby boy need a taste?”

“Yes, Jellybean,” he crawls over to you, taking one swipe up your quivering cunt, and moans at your taste. “I missed you.”

“I know you did, pup. You gonna show me how much?” He nods his head, burying his face in your cunt. He ate you like a mad man. Wanted your juices all over his face, just hoping someone would ask him about it. He loved being drenched in all your sweet nectar. Loved tasting it hours later on his lips, the smell of your honey still lingering in his mind.

Your fingers comb through his baby curls, and he moves his hand up to add two fingers to your greedy cunt. “There ya go. You’re learning so well. You didn’t want Curtis to show you how to eat me out again, did you?”

“No, Jellybean. This cunt is mine.”

“It is now. Show me how you’re gonna fuck me,” wrapping his lips around your clit, he starts humping air. His breathing changes as he exerts himself. “You feel my warmth around your cock, pup? Feel how my walls squeeze around you?”

“Mhmm,” he moans on your spread pussy, and you mewl at him. “Good. Good. So good,” he whines diving back in. Adding his tongue to your pussy, and your eyes roll back in your head.

“I want you to cum untouched, do you understand?” protesting a bit, you give the roots of his hair a quick tug. “Do not argue with me. I want everyone to see how needy you are. And later, I’ll let you spank me. Be a good boy, and I’ll let you be in control.”

Justin moves more rapidly. His hips and mouth working in tandem as he tries to get the both of you off. He could try to deny it, but everyone knows. Justin gets off on your pleasure. He might be fucking air, but his pretty sounds were as if he was fucking deep into you. His hips moving at a rapid pace, followed by his tongue.

You and Curtis had taught him well. Watching tied up as Curtis’ magic tongue got you off multiple times before he ever got hard, and Justin was a whimpering mess. Begging for just one little touch. A finger into his mouth, had him making a mess on you. He was adorable.

Giving your little nub a nibble, he was making things up, and it felt amazing. Pulling him closer, wanting him to nearly drown in your juices. Eating you like a feral animal. It was primal the way he pulled an orgasm out of you. Adding two fingers from his other hand, and filling you with four. Spreading out your walls, he spits into you, and returns to kitten licking your enlarged nub. His fingers hitting every secret spot, and you were the one becoming a mess.

His hips stutter, and you let out a moan when a few dribbles of his cum hit your skin, but he doesn’t stop his fingers and mouth. Desiring nothing more than for you to be overcome with pleasure. “Right — right there,” Justin hits that spot over and over again. Spreading you out when you start to gush, and he catches your juices with his mouth and body. Returning to lave up every bit of you cum. Slowing his movements, as you come back down from you high.

“You listen so well to me. Such a good sweet boy, huh?”

“Yes, Jellybean,” he pulls back so you can see the mess you created.

“And like a good boy, you get to fuck me later. You want to go into the viewing room? Show Curtis what you’ve learned?” He nods enthusiastically, and you caress his baby face. “Good boy. Come on, want to get cleaned up?”

“No. I want everyone to see what a mess you are for me.”

“Very well. Showing it makes me horny, I’ll slam you on the dinner table and have you right there.”

“That’s okay, Jellybean. I’m yours to use.”

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buckyalpine · 1 year

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Justin Capshaw x Reader, Fuck boy Bucky

Starting this off by saying my brain has been scrambling around and I haven't been writing requests because I feel like it just isn’t going to be as good when I haz the dumb. Promise I’ll be writing them again soon xx

This thought popped into my head and it’s not going to leave anytime soon.

Warnings: SMUT Voyeur Bucky, m masturbation, mommy kink, praise kink, public sex, aged up Justin Capshaw, pure filth, Buckynastyyyy is out and about

Imagine Bucky’s beeen lusting after you and he can’t understand why the fuck you’re dating a pathetic little nerd who can’t even go two minutes without adjusting his glasses. He’s been chasing after you and you hardly give him a second glance, uninterested in his ulterior motives not matter how attractive he is.

Besides, you adored your sweet boyfriend who was beyond in love with you. He was initially too shy to even look your way but after being paired for an assignment together, you easily fell for his soft pout, his glasses, his quiet voice, the way he’d blush and smile just for you.

You couldn’t get enough of him. His blue eyes. His soft skin. His plush lips. His fluffy hair. His co-

Bucky rolled his eyes, his jaw clenching as he saw the both of you sitting in the library, giving each other heart eyes. He can’t stand watching you feed your needy little boyfriend when you have lunch together, swiping his pouty bottom lip, kissing his pink cheek. It should have been him having you on his lap, his with his hand between your legs while he kissed you between bites but no. Some how Justin had gotten you first.

Bucky scoffed at the way you ran your fingers through his hair, cuddling him on the couch of the lounge area, both of you blissfully unaware anyone was nearby this late in the library.

You let your nails graze his scalp, earning a soft whimper, giggling when Justin buried his face into your neck, hesitantly pulling you closer into his lap.

“You okay bubba?” You whispered, straddling him while he looked at you with wide eyes, checking his surroundings, wondering if anyone else was around. Of course he didn’t see Bucky sitting in the study room, finding it hard to really focus on anything when all the blood in his body had rushed south.

He nodded, continuing to shy away from you as you let your skirt ride up so you could grind down on him, coaxing a louder whine from him, his hands flying to your hips to rock you on him.

“F-feelings good” He whispered, rutting his hips up against your panties, pushing his boner against you. “More, please?” He looked at you with glassy eyes, his lips parted, breathing heavier.

“Tell me what you want baby” You peppered kisses down his face, your hand palming his erection, giving it a gentle squeeze, making his body jolt before pulling your hand away again. You cupped his face, your thumb tugging on his bottom lip.

“Touch me, please?” He bucked his hips up slightly but you shook your head, wanting to see him desperate.

“Touch you where bubba” You cooed, your panties growing wetter feeling how hard he was under you.

“Touch me there, please mommy” He tried again, biting his lip, his cock throbbing painfully in his jeans.

“Tell me exactly where angel” You whispered in his ear, letting your tongue drag across his skin making him blush more.

“My-my....”

“Your what sweet boy” You tilted his chin to look at you, loving the way he was so shy but you knew how insatiable he really was.

“My cock” He whispered, hiding his face again, moaning when you started to grind on him, only to clamber off moments later, your hands going down to work at the button of his jeans. He raised his hips slightly, letting you tug his pants down, his heart racing as you hooked your thumbs under the waistband of his briefs, freeing his cock.

“You sure baby, we’re still in the library, someone could come by”

“Cock hurts, too hard, do something mommy” He whined, bucking his hips up again, sighing when you grasped him.

Bucky’s eyes grow wide, a pang of jealousy dropping in his chest, there was no way that tiny nerdy thing was walking around like a horse all this time. Bucky was unable to look tears his eyes away from Justin’s cock springing free, his thick girth slapping against his tummy, precum smearing onto his skin. He nearly snapped the pencil he was holding watching you grasp his cock, giving it a few tugs, before sinking to your knees in front of him.

“C’mere baby boy” You purred, giving the head of his cock a few kitten licks, smirking at the little whines falling from his lips. You took the head of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around, your eyes locked on your flustered boyfriend, his head thrown back, his knuckles white from where he gripped the couch.

“F-fuck, s’good, so good” He moaned, his glasses already steaming up from how worked up he was. He hesitantly rocked his hips up to chase more of your mouth, careful not to push too deeply into your mouth.

Bucky tensed, if it were him, he would have had you choking on his cock, making you gag on his length while he fucked your face, unlike your boyfriend who hesitated to even put his hands on you, keeping his hands squeezed to his sides instead. Bucky shifted in his seat, his own cock leaking and throbbing, desperate for some type of relief. His hands were itching to at least palm himself, maybe pop open the button of his jeans, something, anything, to take the ache away.

His eyes grew wide watching you struggle to swallow all of his cock, the sound of your choking mixed with his moans. You hummed, taking in a deep breath before taking his entire length down your throat making him cry out, his jaw slack, chest heaving as you bobbed your head, letting his sensitive tip coat your throat with his arousal.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum-” Justin squirmed, desperate to hold his climax off while you continued to work at his cock, pulling off with a pop, your hand gripping around the base of his cock. “Mommyyy”

“Where’d you want to cum baby?” You trailed kisses down to his balls while he whimpered, his cock throbbing. “Tell me sweet boy”

“Mamaa” He shook his head, it didn’t matter how many times he had you, how many times you told him he could have anything he wants, he still felt too shy to demand pleasure from you.

“Be a good boy and tell me Justin”

“Inside you” He peeked down at you through his lashes, biting his lip as you stood up, pulling your panties off and straddling him, grinding your bare pussy onto his cock.

“You wanna fuck mommy baby” You moved your hands down to his chest, gasping when he grasped your hips, trying to hump you from underneath, coating himself in your slick while nodding desperately.

“Wanna fuck you, please?”

Who were you to deny your sweet baby. You let your skirt ride all the way up above your hips, unaware that Bucky had his eyes locked on your dripping cunt soaking your boyfriend. Bucky’s hands moved on their own, shoving his pants down and pulling his cock out, sighing in relief, waiting for you to sink down and bounce up and down. He gave himself a few soft tugs, gathering his precum to use as lube, his pink tip leaking.

You lined yourself up, gasping as you felt him breech your hole, his thick length stretching you as you sunk down. You moaned, holding onto his shoulders as you started to bounce, your needy baby’s desperation spurring you on.

“FUCK MOMMY” He couldn’t even control himself anymore, hoping the library was truly empty because there was no way he’d be able to be quiet. Justin nearly cried, his cock throbbing in your tight walls. Bucky’s breaths grew heavier as he fisted his cock watching your ass bounce up and down. Silky cream covered Justin’s shaft, your soaked pussy drenching him. He couldn’t help the thoughts that kept crossing his mind as he spat down, letting his spit drip onto his cock jerking himself faster.

Fucking your little mommy like a bitch in heat

Your slutty mommy can’t even wait to go home, look at her, fucking herself on you like a cockhungry whore

Mommy needs a daddy to take care of her

Look at how needy she sounds, poor dolls pussy is aching, fuck her harder, make her scream, daddy wants to hear mommy

You both climbed higher and higher, the band in your belly pulled taut as soon as you felt Justin’s hand snake between your bodies, his thumb strumming your clit. Your head was thrown back, loud moans bouncing off the shelves and walls as you continued to ride him, your cunt starting to flutter.

“Are you mommy’s little angel baby?” You rode him faster, struggling to keep your pace up the faster he rubbed you. “You’re mommy’s good boy? Gonna make me cum Justinn”

“I’m your good boy mommy, gonna make you cum” He whined, biting his lip, feeling his balls pull tight to his body.

“Make me cum Justin”

Bucky groaned to himself, sweat beading at his forehead, his cock read to blow any second. He squeeze the base of his cock, forcing his orgasm down, trying to delay it until he saw you fall off the edge, desperate to hear how gorgeous you sounded when you came. He saw your eyes roll back, your moans growing louder, your grip on his shoulders tighter.

That’s right, make your mommy cum

His hand went down to roll and cup his balls, tugging them to try and stop himself from busting.

Make her cum, fuck her like the little slut she is

What he wouldn’t give to have you bounce on him like that.

I’d fill her till she was leaking

Fill all of her holes till she was filled with me

“Cum for me mama, pleaseplease, wan’ it” Justin grabbed you firmly, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you flush to his chest. He kept you in place as he started to jack hammer you from underneath, his heavy balls slapping your ass.

“OH FUCK JUSTIN” You buried yourself into the crook of his neck, biting down onto his soft skin, your orgasm crashing over you, your cunt milking his cock. Justin stuttered feeling you suck his cock in deeper, nearly crying at the feeling of more arousal pouring around him.

That’s it, cum for your little boy toy, make a mess all over him, be a good lil mama and cum

Make him cry cause of your tight cunt

Milk his little cock dry with that greedy pussy of yours

Fucking yourself dumb with that pathetic bitch of a boyfriend, just wait till daddy has you mommy

“I’m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum mommy- I-oh fuck-AHH-HNGG-hngg- Justin stilled, nearly sobbing as he came deep in your pussy, desperate to push himself in as deep as possible. Bucky’s eyes nearly rolled back, willing himself to stay focused as his cock throbbed, his shaft and head swelling with ecstasy .

I’m gonna cum for you too mommy, gonna make a mess all over myself

Gonna cum so hard, daddy’s gonna blow is load for you

Daddy has so much cum, can feel it in my balls, let me cum in that pussy you cumslut, come take it

Bucky moaned, chasing his high, focused on short fast strokes, choking his cock until he couldn’t hold it anymore, cumming all over his hand, his cum hitting the underside of the table. He’d masturbated to you countless times but this was something else, cum still streaming out of his sensitive tip, staining and wetting his pants.

He panted, hissing as he tucked his cock back in, still watching the way you had slumped into your boyfriends arms, the both of you still half naked and fucked out. Justin refused to pull out, keeping his cock warm while you kissed the side of his temple, cooing at what a good boy he had been, treating his mommy so good. He blushed, cuddling you close while his cum leaked out of you.

Bucky narrowed his eyes feeling his cock twitch again when he saw your tongue slip between Justin’s lips, tugging his pouty lip gently, clearly trying to tease him again.

Naughty little mommy

Maybe he didn’t have you yet but he’d wait for his turn.

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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the painful praise

summary: Daddy left you alone with the mean old men, their slippery hands have you falling over and over.

pairings: a shit load of Sebastian Stan characters and Chris Evans characters x little!reader

warnings:18+ content, smut(dubcon), forced drinking, oral (f receiving), handcuffs, misogynistic comments, little!reader, lewd comments, sexualization, prostitution, praise, degradation.

part two of love and lost

You weren’t there for them; they chatted enthusiastically until they gave you a mere peek to grab a beer out of your tray. The only gaze you could feel was Robert’s, staring at you over his bottle as you tried not to quiver.

Standing still with the cat tail butt plug nestled between your virgin ass was quite uncomfortable, but you preferred that instead of being taken into a hallway by a big ruddy man, like it happened to Justin. You didn’t recognize anyone, even though they dressed as smartly as Ransom did. That brought you back into realization, how much you missed Ransom.

“Does the kitty drink?” A drunkenly holler pop you out of your train of thought. You frowned at the long haired man, his stare intrigued upon you. “No.” You timidly mumbled, but the group of men didn’t like your response.

A strong hand encircled your wrist, pulling you over his lap. The bottles would have fallen to the floor if it wasn’t that he plucked the tray out of your hands and set it on the floor. You whimpered at how the plug shifted inside you now that you sat on his lap. At closer look, you could figure out his hair was chestnut brown and his eyes were sky blue. But not the blue of Ransom’s almost turquoise, a blue that resembled the sea at a particularly stormy day.

“You sure you don’t?” He questioned even further, and you tried to looks for Mr Freezy. As soon as you tried to turn your head, the man had plunged the whiskey bottle from the table into your lips. You tried to wiggle away as his arms held into your hip, playing with your thong. At the panic, you didn’t realized how a hand had plucked your nose close, cutting of your air supply. You tried to breath from your mouth, which only introduced more bitter liquid into your mouth. It burned your throat, warming up your stomach as your face became very hot. Your scared eyes looked at the man, who laughed at your attempts.

Someone barked, probably Robert, and the hand and the bottle disappeared. You jerked forward, coughing madly to regain air, even so your heart hurt. You felt tears fall down your arms as you faced the man that had closed your airways. He placed one hand on his chubby belly as he laughed almost demonically.

“C’mon Pronge! we were just having some fun; you let me do worse things with your whores.” He cheered, and his flapping hands scared you. Pronge chuckled, although it sounded fake.

“If you buy her for a night do whatever ya please, but don’t choke her on booze when she has a busy night Bodecker.” He explained, then turned around on his chair as if his sixth sense had alerted him. “Talking ‘bout payment.”

Two tall men approached, while a blonde one was counting money, the brunet was gawking at you and your skimpy looking outfit. Behind their broad forms, you saw little Justin crookedly trying to walk behind them.

He fell to his knees when he got near enough, falling in the middle of Robert’s splayed thighs and resting his head on one of them.

“How was the service, fellas?” Robert asked, before giving a toothy grin.

“Oh, amazing.” The brunet complimented, and you freezed. The accent, the voice that had engraved itself in your mind in your unconsciousness. His eyes didn’t left you.

“Your boy is so pretty when he cries, next time forgo the butt plug.” The blonde commented, handing three big bills to Mr Freezy. His voice just clarified it was that pair of men.

Robert brushed Justin’s hair loosely, the dog ears slightly disheveled. His back was marked with new angry red slashes.

“Who’s that little thing you have on your lap, Levinson?”

Your eyes widened at the brunet’s question, mostly because he was sitting down with the group. The man who held you, who you could asume was Levinson, pulled your body closer grabbing handfuls of your ass.

“The little ex-virgin that came yesterday, man she might even still be tight.” Levinson informed, and every time his hands moved you wanted to cry even more at how lewdly they were talking about you. “Her ass is still virgin tho; Bucky, wanna share her?”

The brunet grinned before staring into you and then into Levinson’s eyes.

“I had the pleasure of deflowering her.”

The table erupted into sloppy cheers and giggles. Some of the other workers turned and looked at them, but the men couldn’t care less.

The man let you fall to the ground as he laughed, and you began crawling towards Robert. Bucky was receiving various back pats and words of admiration, and even he didn’t noticed when a delicious meal passed crawling right before his eyes.

You appeared next to Justin and imitated him, laying your head on his other thigh seeking for a tiny bit of comfort. When the laughing died down, the men noticed you had moved.

“They would make a pretty cute couple, right?” A third man that hadn’t spoke, only watched, till now said. “Imagine getting these two for a night?”

“God the things I would do to them.” The chubby man growled, and you flinched.

Robert smirked at this, stroking your tear stained cheek.

“Puppy,” he called out Justin with faux gentleness and a creepy smile. “Do a trick.”

The table fell silent as everyone stared at him, his cheeks turnt beet red yet he still nodded. His placed his hands on your waist as he guided his body behind yours. You stared up at Robert, confused doe eyes trying to figure out why was Justin pulling down your underwear. He suddenly spun you around, and you were facing the men. His hand shoved your face against the cold hardwood floor, your pretty ass up and your back twisted into an uncomfortable position. His lithe fingers delved into your crevice, sneaking around to latch into your nub giving short circles.

You gasped when he thrusted his cock through your puffy lips; he was shorter than the other men, but your sore body still hated the entrance.

“Look at that, the little fag can fuck a girl.” A man sneered, but through your lidded eyes you couldn’t tell who was who. Justin begun humping you, thrusting his cock into you as the plug shifted uncomfortably on your bum. Little moans escaped your lips, Justin feeling heavenly inside your body. Two arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to spill his hot load inside of you. You whined, you hadn’t come. Even though the sensation was new, you were already yearning it; Robert smirked at this.

“That’s it,” the third man grinned, taking his wallet from his expensive suit. “I want her,”.

The men around groaned, mostly because they weren’t fast enough to bid for you.

“Thank you Barber, now allow Justin to get her clean and will get her to room 35.” Pronge chided, patting the boy’s back on signal to get him hurried. “Barber” laughed.

“I come to a whorehouse and you think I’m scared of some jizz?”He chuckled, handing the bill to the man and grabbing your collar, as if you were some dog. “Thank you Robert, I’ll tell you more when the deed is done.”

Pronge raised his hands in defeat and allowed the man to pull you into a dimly lit hallway. Now you actually were being taken by a big ruddy man, but it was just the beginning.

Pretty hands tied to headboard, Andy’s beard scratching against the skin he was kissing. He had presented himself and told you what he expected of you; to act as his loving wife trying out kinky sex. It was hard, because in little space you couldn’t really act like a grown women.

Andy kissed your bare core, now stripped from every piece of clothing and the plug. “Look at me, honey.” He called softly, and you shyly obeyed. “you are divine.”

Before you could even heat up at his comment, he licked over your slit lewdly. Your mouth parted as he latched onto your nub, sucking greedily. Your mewls coated the air as you widened your legs for him. He ate you out slowly, savoring your pink skin and Justin’s cum. He wiped you clean of any trace, as if he was permanently cleaning your sins, or most likely the ones that were imposed on your pretty body. You felt the begging him of such delightful knot forming on you belly, and he had also realized, because he speeded up his ministrations. You grinded against his flat tongue, legs shutting against his fluffy bearded face.

“Sir,” you called out with a quivering little voice, wrecked as the feeling grew. “I think I’m going to pee.”

You felt him grin against your cunt, his grip on your thighs tightening as he tongued your nub. You rose from the bed almost god-like, a mixture of a gasp and a scream erupting from your throat as you felt the coil snap, falling back into the bed as a dumb little rag doll. Andy poked his head from between you clenched thighs, your organs coating his beard.

“You are so perfect, little girl.”

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hurr1can30m3l1a · 7 years

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I’ve MOVED!

I have moved to a new blog - https://omeliathehurricane.tumblr.com/ - I will be deleting this one within the next week or so.

All of my fics/prompts/reviews have been moved to the new blog so nothing will be lost.

If you follow me here please follow my new one - it will still be Omelia, just imagine I did a little bit of redecorating.

https://omeliathehurricane.tumblr.com/

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

We’re back with some more smutty, kinky, and dark fun for the month of October. These one shots are not from any existing AU. These will get very dark so read ALL warnings before hand. My blog is an 18+ ONLY space. All minors and hate will be blocked. This is fiction, have fun. This year I’m introducing a few more characters instead of just Chris and Sebastian characters...

Ablutophilia with Chris Beck Breath Play with Ari Levinson Candaulism with Nick Vaughan Dacryphilia with Mike Weiss Ejaculating Toy with Chase Collins Forced Voyeurism with Nick Fowler Grooming with Napoleon Solo Hate Sex with Ransom Drysdale Innocence Kink with Frank Adler Jealousy with William ‘Ironhead’ Miller Key Party with Andy Barber Lactation Kink with Jake Jensen Mutual Masturbation with Mickey Henry Non-Con with Jax Teller Objectification with Lance Tucker Possessive Behavior with Angel Reyes Quirt with Steve Kemp Ravishment Fantasy with Jefferson Somnophilia with Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes Tea Bagging with Dean Winchester & Soldier Boy Uteromania with Justin Capshaw Vampire Gloves with Sam Winchester Water Play with Captain Syverson Xenophilia with Tyler Rake Yandere with August Walker Zipper Dinner with Lloyd Hansen Electrostimulation with Mr. Freezy Harpaxophilia with Curtis Everett Housewife Kink with Clark Kent Kidnapping with Walter Marshall Coercion with Carter Baizen & Bryce Langley

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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Debauched, Deranged, & Defiled: Part 3, Bryce Langley

Summary: Bryce likes having an audience

Pairings: Bryce Langley X Reader X Justin Capshaw

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, D/s dynamics, degradation, oral sex (M receiving), slapping, two way mirror, drool, spit, choking, neck bulge kink, tears, sucking, anal play, creampie, mentions of future anal sex between two men, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.7K

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You know the rules. Know that everyone gets a turn, but tonight was different. Tonight there was going to be a new one joining in. Bryce had talked a big game about his friend Justin for quite some time. And now was the time to bring him in.

You kneel waiting in Bryce’s room, right in front of the two way mirror. Voyeurism was Bryce’s thing. He wanted everyone to have a show. The door handle slowly tilts down, and you give your ass a little wiggle, staring wide eyed waiting on him. He shoves Justin into the room, and the boy stumbles down in front of you. “Don’t touch her, until I tell you to.”

Bryce walks closer to you, tilting your head back at him, “You always look prettiest when you’re a dumb slut waiting on my cock,” your body gives a shimmy in excitement, he was worked up.

Reaching your hands to his pants, he slaps them back down, “Look at her. Such a slut she can’t even wait to suck my balls and choke on my cock, can you? She’s a filthy little slut, huh?”

“Yes, sir,” your eyes drift up to him, and you give him a pout.

“Wanna show Justin what that whore mouth is for? Go on, tell him.”

“It’s for sucking cock,” his hand grazes down your cheek and you preen at the feeling.

“Take me out,” hurriedly, your hands reach back for his pants. Undoing his button and sliding down his zipper. Your mouth connects to his lower stomach, kissing and licking along his vein. You needed to see where it landed.

Making out with his pelvis, while he smiles over at Justin, “She really is a slut goddess with her mouth, but that fucking cunt, it’s magical. She doesn’t say no. My god,” he moans, looking back down at you. You had licked your way down to the base of his cock. “Fucking tease.”

He pulls down his pants and boxers, letting that pretty cock bounce in your face. Tilting up his shaft, you lick on the underside, following that vein. Right to the tip, where you tongue his slit. Gathering up his precum, before spitting it right back on him.

Drifting lower you suck his balls in your mouth, watching that pretty boy go weak in the knees. “Such a fucking slut. Show Justin how wet you are.”

Spreading your thighs, you let your finger drift to your core, holding it up for the baby faced killer to see. “Taste her. She’s fucking amazing,” Justin does just that. His tongue circles around your fingers, and he whimpers at your taste. “I think I found you one to play with, sweetheart. Go on, suck my cock. I wanna see it.”

You know exactly what he wants to see, but you enjoy it when he gets good and frustrated. Not listening to him, gets a smack across your face, and you let his saliva soaked balls fall from your mouth, “I said I wanted to see it, you cock slut!”

Licking a long stripe up his length, you suck on his spongy tip. Your hand fisting him, and he finally smiles. “There’s a good pretty slut. Flatten that tongue. It’s been a rough evening.”

Pulling off of him with a pop, you tilt your head back and flatten your tongue. Bryce spits down into your mouth, before he slowly inches his cock in. Not stopping until he hits the back of your mouth, and then he shoves past, and into your throat.

Tears rim your eyes, and you gag over him. Drool drips past your lips, and he pulls out. Doing it again, making you wait, lungs burning with a need for air, but his hand rubs on the bulge in your throat.

“See?” he says to Justin, still looking at you. “She wants it all. It’s never enough,” his fist wraps around your throat, and a salacious moan reverberates in the room. Mascara tears stain your face, and he waits until you tap on his leg, before pulling out. Gasping for air, and wiping up your drool.

“She’s such a sloppy little slut. You ready for me to fuck your face?”

“Yes, please, sir,” you grip tight to his ass, letting Bryce crash into your mouth over and over again. Getting deeper with every thrust, his pelvis hitting your nose hard with each pound into.

“Ahh! Dammit! Fuck me!” he screams slapping your face before pushing you to the floor. Racing to the bed, where he lays down expectantly. His hand stroking on his cock. “Face towards the mirror. We’re going to have some fun with Justin.”

The poor boy’s pants were swollen, and he looked so uncomfortable, you wanted to baby him, so much. “Get your cock sucking ass over here,” he demands.

You take off your clothes as you walk to him, leaving Justin to whimper again, when you straddle Bryce. Giving him a glimpse of your pussy, before you grab his cock, and sink down to the root. Sitting up straight, you wiggle your tits at the mirror.

“Who’s watching?”

“The desperate one, Nick. I believe Ransom, and Chase. C’mere Justin,” Justin walks closer to you, and Bryce slaps harshly on your tits. “Suck on them. Let’s see if she gets off from that, and my cock stuck in her.”

Timidly Justin starts to lean forward, licking his lips hungrily, “Help him out,” Bryce growls, and you shove Justin’s face on your tit.

He was new, but eager. Sucking on your pebbled peak like a shy boy. Those puppy dog eyes staring up at you in wonder. You play with your other tit with a smirk, “There’s two, puppy,” he sucks a bit harder at the nickname, “Give me your hand,” reaching towards his hand, you place it on your tit.

With your hand over his, you show him how to knead your tit. Showing him how to tweak the nipple. “Switch,” he does as he’s told. This time much more sure of his movements. Kitten licking your bud, before sinking down for a hard suck.

Crawling onto the bed to get closer, and Bryce slaps at your clit, “This cunt is fluttering around me, Pup. You’re doing good. Blocking the fucking view though,” he moves slightly to the side, and Bryce slaps at you again. Letting you meekly smile down at Justin as he really gets into sucking your tit. Not having to be told to switch. Just wanting to explore your body.

“She’s so fucking wet. A little cock slut,” Bryce pushes up into you, and you cling to Justin for support.

Your hand palming the young man over his pants, and you can feel him twitch under you. Bryce with his random thrusts up into you, and Justin just learning how to use his mouth. Even his hand drifts to your clit, and he rubs tight circles on it. Everyone works in tandem, until you start hunching on Bryce for some added friction.

Justin bites down hard on your nipple, and you feel him make a mess of his pants. “That was fucking beautiful,” Bryce chastises. “If you want her to be a needy bitch and clean you up, while she fucks me she will. If not, move aside. I need to see my cock stretch this pitiful little cum dump.”

“Lay down, baby,” with a gulp, Justin settles himself between Bryce’s legs. , spreading them wide, and you lean forward. Bouncing over Bryce’s cock, and he slaps at your ass. Spreading your cheeks apart to see your puckered hole.

You lick up Justin’s spend on his pants, your hands rubbing along his soft chest, and you yelp when you feel Bryce’s thick thumb press through your tight rim.

“Fucking hell,” you hear someone groan on the other side of the mirror. “She always looks best when all her whore holes are being stimulated,” Ransom. He got off having something in every part of you. “Needy fucking whore. She loves being filled full.”

Bryce uses his free hand to slam you down harder on his cock, his sweet little moans tell you what a wet mess you’re making on him. Bryce loves it sloppy. Loves when you squirt on him, loves when you create those wet spots on his bed. Your sloppy juices is his job well done.

“Alright,” he growls, needing a readjust. “Hands back here, so I can stab into you,” lifting yourself up, you lean back. Hands behind you, and you lift yourself off him slightly. Bryce drives into you with such force, you start to see stars. Your juices leak down onto the bed below, and you see Justin watching hungrily.

“Lick it up you fucking needy pup,” Bryce grunts, and Justin leans down, his tongue licking along Bryce’s cock and your clit. Those puppy dog eyes staring up at you. Your desperate mewls makes Bryce slam harder into you. With a punch to the mirror, Justin steps back.

Screaming up a filthy prayer knowing that four men are watching you get fucked out. It’s the most beautiful symphony of depravity. Your squelching pussy, Bryce’s labored grunts, Justin’s desperate whimpers, and even the men on the other side egging Bryce on.

Your walls clench down around Bryce, and he gives another slap to your bundle of nerves. “Milk me dry. That’s what they want. They want that money shot so they can see what a cumslut you are for us. Just. A. Fucking. Cum. Dump,” punctuating every word with a slap to your little bean has you screaming and trying to close your legs.

Just when you think you can’t handle anymore, Bryce’s spunk fills you up to the brim, and you let your body collapse on top of him. He pulls his cock out of your swollen pussy, and lets your releases trickle out of you. “Justin, you have a decision to make. Who’s fucking you, while you fuck this slut baby.”

“Does she not get to choose?”

“No, she’s our dumb baby we get to fuck. Look at her. Blissed out, and dripping of cum. It’s how she likes it. You decide. Could let Freezy have your virgin hole, or maybe Lloyd, or would you want Ransom. Decisions, decisions.”

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Master List

18+ Minors dni

Requests are on pause

🔥 - smut

💔 - angst

🥰 - fluff

One shots

Live Stream - 🔥💔🥰 When the team doesn’t hear from you or Bucky for hours during a mission, they start to worry about their teammates.

Teach Me -🔥🥰 Bucky has the answer to your growing frustrations.

Fur Baby -🥰 Bucky has a furry little secret.

Mine - 🔥💔🥰 You show Bucky exactly who he belongs to.

Home -💔🥰 Comforting Bucky after he has an awful day. (Mob Bucky)

Untouched - 🔥🥰 A conversation with your brothers best friend reveals some interesting information. (College Bucky)

Sunshine - 💔🥰 You’re there for everyone, a ray of sunshine whenever the team needs you but whose there for you? (mini part 2) Pudge - 🥰 You are Bucky’s favorite pillow.

Spicy Plants - 🥰 Bucky finds a special little stash of yours...

Spicy Brownies - 🥰 He finds another special stash

Spicy Snacks - 🥰 Bucky and Steve discover yummy treats

Bangles and Bordeaux - 🥰 No gown? No problem

Redemption - 💔🥰 Bucky finds the peace he was searching for.

Imagine - 🔥🥰 You go down the fanfiction rabbit hole about a certain super soldier. Would be a shame if he caught you...

Cheeky - 🥰 Bucky Barnes does not back down from a dare (Drunk Bucky)

I Don’t Wike It - 🥰 Uncle Steve has been spending too much time with your babies

Salacious - 🔥 Dirty talking and pure filth

Salacious drabble - 🔥 Solo Bucky’s dirty talking and pure filth

Not a Fan - 🥰 Alpine is not a fan

Lemonade - 🔥💔🥰 You’re neighbor's son is irresistible Lemonade drabble

Sour - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky doesn't like your visitor (Lemonade AU)

Deep - 🔥 giving dom CEO Bucky what he needs. Bad.

7 loads - 🔥 You take care of him. Them. Now they need more.

Reflection - 🔥💔🥰 You show Bucky how beautiful he is

Missing - 🥰 Bucky’s baby is missing and he will not stop until he finds her

Missing 2 - 🥰

Let Go - 🔥💔🥰 Touched starved and emotionally repressed Bucky gets his release

Her - 💔 Bucky misses her

Cute - 🥰 How dare you call him that

Work Wife - 💔🥰 Why does Bucky talk about her so much?

Signals - 💔🥰 Your past doesn’t leave that easily

Practice - 🔥 Your boss doesn’t like to share (soft!dark Bucky)

Pretend - 🥰 The perfect solution to a nagging problem

Pull out - 🔥 Bucky doesn’t want to.

Posies - 🥰 The first times you buy each other flowers

Touch - 🔥🥰 His beautiful hands

Count - 🔥Steve can’t help himself

Justin Capshaw - 🔥🥰 Your sweet boyfriend isn’t the only one who wants you

Safe Space - 💔🥰 Bucky protects you

Don’t Touch - 🔥🥰 Bucky has to keep his hands to himself

You had one job - 🔥💔🥰 Bodyguard Bucky has one job

Craving - 🔥 You crave him so badly, would your husband give you a taste?

Just a Taste - 🔥 Your husband doesn’t mind watching

Satisfied - 🔥 Your husband and his bestfriend fill that craving

Drip - 🔥 Bucky just wants to help you clean up

Catch Me If You Can - 💔🥰 Maybe he isn’t so bad

Catch Me If You Can 2 - 💔🥰 Sometimes, he could be sweet

Catch Me If You Can 3 - 💔🥰 🔥 You caught him, or did he catch you

Come back to you - 🥰 Time travel brings back 40′s Bucky

Yours to Claim - 🔥💔🥰 Your first night with the king

Attention - 🔥🥰 Your mafia husband hasn’t given you any attention lately

Spiral - 💔 He doesn’t need you anymore.

Bellini - 🔥🥰 DBF!Bucky shouldn’t be looking at you like that

Destined to be Yours - 🔥💔🥰 Your lives cross paths when you are captured with the Winter Soldier

CEO Bucky - 🔥🥰 He knows what his secretary needs

Barbie - 🥰 Bucky and his little one see Barbie in real life

Cheating Steve - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky comforts you

Cheating Steve - 🔥💔🥰 How you and Bucky got together

Pick Me - 🔥💔🥰 A new recruit has her eyes on your soldier

More cheating Steve - 💔🥰 Repost of something I deleted

One Night - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky can’t forget

CEO Bucky x Secretary - 🔥🥰 You don’t like people touching what's yours

My First and Only - 🔥🥰 Mob Bucky waits for his wedding night

Buttercup - 🥰 Baby Bucky loves his neighbor

Writing challenge - JESSY REACHES 500; FWB to lovers 💔🥰

Sub Bucky AU - One shots & Drabbles with a subby super soldier

Baby boy - 🔥🥰 Bucky discovers a new kink

Release - 🔥 Bucky has to take care of himself when he’s away from you

Messy - 🔥 Your needy boyfriend needs his release right in the middle of the store

Can I? - 🔥🥰 You learn a little more about your boyfriends kink

Play - 🔥 Bucky explores a new territory

Drink - 🔥 Bucky wants to feed you...

Painting - 🔥 Bucky wants to make a mess

Pretty Baby - 🔥 Stucky x reader

Needy - 🔥 You catch your baby doing something

Please - 🔥 He needs you to finish

Untouched au - A series of discovering all your firsts with your brothers hot best friend (continuations of Untouched with College Bucky)

Tongue Twister - 🔥🥰 Bucky goes down on you for the first time

Date Night - 🔥🥰 You show Bucky what your mouth can do

Tipsy - 🔥🥰 A little alcohol and Bucky is insatiable

Call me - 🔥🥰 Bucky is just a phone call away

New - 🔥🥰 Bucky want’s to try something new

Make a movie - 🔥🥰 Bucky wants to record something

Personal Pillow AU - Can be read together or as one shots

Personal Pillow - 💔🥰 You are Bucky’s favorite pillow

Personal Pillow 2 - 🥰 Bucky discovers something very interesting

Personal Pillow 3 - 🔥💔🥰 He doesn’t want his mouth anywhere else (switch!Bucky)

Personal Pillow 4 - 🔥🥰 There’s a little one in your belly and Bucky is more insatiable than ever (pregnant reader)

Personal Pillow 5 - 🔥🥰 Bucky needs a taste

Braxton Hicks - 🥰

Twins - 🔥🥰

Personal Pillow drabble - 🥰

Bad habits - 🔥🥰 Bucky’s developed some bad habits

Personal Pillow antics - 💔🥰 Bucky loves his safe place

Wait, What? AU

Wait, what? - 💔🥰 The secret you’ve been keeping from the team can only be hidden for so long (pregnant reader)

Wait, what? 2 - 🔥💔🥰 A little more back story + baby Barnes! (pregnant reader)

I do (again) Wait, what? 3 - 🥰 Everyone missed the first wedding, obviously you have to have another one

Wait, what? More Babies? - 🔥🥰 The family grows with a little new addition

Series:

Pretty Little Thing (On going) - 🔥💔🥰 Stuck in a forced marriage, you try to accept your life no longer belongs to you however, fate has different plans (Mob Bucky)

Requests

Can you not... - 💔🥰 Your ex is trying to win you back, Bucky is having none of that.

Limitless - 🔥🥰 You let Bucky do anything he wants (Can you not AU)

Supply Closet - 🔥🥰 Can you not AU

Hold me - 💔🥰 Bucky comforts you when you’re having a bad day

Choices - 🔥💔🥰 You walk in on your husband cheating on you (alternative endings)

Choices 2 - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky faces the consequences of his actions

Boundaries - 🔥💔🥰 You catch Bucky with Sharon (alternative fluffy ending)

Boundaries 2 - 💔 Angst only part 2 Bonus for this

Smores and Smooches - 🥰 The fire isn’t enough to keep you warm but Bucky’s arms might help

Fake it till you make it - 💔🥰 Fake dating solves everything, right?

The Party - 🔥🥰 A little three way helps Bucky make a move (part 2)

Safe 1 - 💔🥰 Bucky rescues from Hydra

Safe 2 - 🔥🥰 A smutty part 2

Mornings with Mob Bucky - 🔥💔🥰

Pocket Angel - 🥰 Where does Bucky keep sneaking off to?

Pocket Angel drabble

Pocket Angel 2 - 💔🥰 What happens when someone takes his angel?

Fill me - 🔥🥰 A certain super soldiers birthday plus a someone else… (Bucky x You x Frank)

Capture my Heart - 💔🥰 On the run from your abusive ex, a beefy lumberjack comes to your rescue

Capture my Heart 2 - 🔥🥰 A smutty part 2

Mornings with Lumberjack Bucky - 🔥🥰

Carrying your Love - 🔥🥰 Your super soldier comes with super loads

Pieces - 💔 TW: child loss

Sweet Dreams - 🔥 Super soldier wet dreams

Sweet dreams 2 - 🔥 Free use

My Doll - 💔🥰 TW: Self harm

Always you - 💔🥰 You’ve always been Bucky’s first choice angst only alternative alternative happy ending

Own me - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky likes to make you jealous. Should be fine, right? A little extra here.

Sprinkle - 🥰 It’s Bucky’s birthday

Pinky - 🥰 Just a tiny bit of touch is more than enough

Want you - 🔥🥰 Bucky only has eyes for you

Sensations - 🔥 Bucky’s arm has some new features

Inexperienced Bucky drabble - 🔥🥰

Step away - 🔥🥰 A new recruit gets too close for Buckys liking

His Tags - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky shows you you’re his forever

Secrets - 💔🥰 Nothing will stop you from dating your super soldier

Baby Burrito - 💔🥰 Bucky knows how to make you feel better

I’ll Catch You - 🔥🥰 Bucky never leaves your side after you faint

Witches Brew - 🔥 Bucky and Wanda love to toy with the sweet new avenger

Skin - 💔 Comforting Bucky when he struggles with his body

Bookmark - 🔥🥰 The team discovers your a writer

Rockstar Bucky - 🔥

Protect You - 💔🥰 Bucky is all yours

I’ll hold you - 💔🥰 TW: Pet loss

Please? - 🥰 Bucky just wants one chance

Raw - 🔥 Bucky just wants to feel all of you

Tame - 🔥 Bucky hears you doing...something..

Sparring - 🔥🥰 Two versions, smut and fluff

Stay - 🔥💔🥰 Casual stuff is fun...for a while

Garden Fairy - 🔥🥰 Grumpy Bucky with his little sunshine

TW: mental health - 💔

Any time any place - 🔥🥰 Bucky is ready to take you just about anywhere

Daniel - 🥰 Who the hell is he and why do you like him

Curves - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky shows you how much he loves your body

Tumblr - 🔥🥰 Bucky discovers you have a kink

Sugar - 🔥🥰 You take care of your sweet college baby

Sugar drabble - 🔥 Your baby takes control

One Night - 🔥🥰 Bucky is smitten with his one night stand

Intentions - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky knows what he wants from you...right? (mob AU)

Touch Starved - 🔥💔🥰 You think Bucky doesn’t want to be touched after a nightmare

You came - 💔🥰 The one person he needs

Hot head - 🔥🥰 Bucky wants you

Dad Bucky - 🔥🥰 Dad Bucky from A to Z

Story time - 🥰 Bucky tells your little one about how he fell for you

Like me - 🔥💔🥰 You just can’t let go of his Henley

Soft - 🔥🥰 Sub space reader

Size - 🔥🥰 He doesn’t have to be the biggest

Christmas - 🔥🥰 Christmas with Bucky and your babygirl

Rude - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky is an asshole to you

Games - 🔥🥰 A night of games leads to so much more

Hot and Cold - 🔥🥰 You can’t stand him, he can’t stand you

Just friends - 🔥💔🥰 You’re just friends...

Werewolf Bucky - 🔥🥰

Miscommunications - 💔🥰 Did you hear him right?

Baby making - 🔥🥰 He has to get it on camera

A little Longer - 🥰 It’s just a little lie

Disney Princesses and Dog Tags - 🔥💔🥰 Bucky wonders what you’re hiding from him

Bucky and his CEO - 🔥🥰- He takes care of you when you’re stressed

Drabbles

My lovely anons

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stuckysdumbbitch · 2 years

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burns

summary: everything burns intensely.

pairings: a bunch of chris evans characters x little!reader x a bunch of sebastian stan characters

warnings: 18+ content, noncon, bruises, abuse, prostitution, sex trafficking, anal, anal play, specialization, ddlg, dacryphilia, dark content.

Here we go!

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Justin groaned to himself as he made his way back to his shared room; ever since you had appeared with your naive little attitude, his daddy had totally forgot about him, even treating him shittier than before.

He wanted to be Robert’s good boy again, the one who he snuggled up at night while praising- well, more like sleeping at his feet while he threatened him to behave, but that at least meant he normally behaved. He wondered if he fucked you like he fucked him, although, to his relief, it didn’t seem like he did.

He didn’t expect his heart to soften when he opened the door, seeing your wailling figure littered in bites and forming bruises. Curled up on the bed, you sobbed in pain.

“Jensen.” he murmured, slightly angered. He recognized the marks; if someone was truly sick it was him. He would sedate the girls he slept with, acting all nice and awkward, and then fuck them brutally. He and his daddy had to take care of a bunch of sore girls more than once, but Jensen had joined the army and tipped well enough for Robert to turn a blind eye to this.

“Hey, pretty girl.” He cooed, and it felt unusual. Robert called you pretty girl, so he though it might give you some comfort. “It’s okey, let me take care of you.”

You slowly faced him, face puffy form crying so much. With every movement he saw your body tense with pain. So he gently positioned you on your back, hissing resounding in his ears. The cum that leaked from your entrance was tinted pink, worryingly dark. He wiped you down gently, then did his best to carry you to the bathroom.

Lavender and mint filled your senses as Justin carefully rubbed some special oil on you, said to remove bruises and increase circulation. For the bite marks, he just expected the cream would also heal it.

Freezy groaned at the image; the steaming bath with you and Justin curled up together cutely, your puppy gently sucking at your nipple. Eyes shut in deep slumber, Freezy winced at the amount of slowly healing wounds on your body. It had been less than three days since you got there.

He wrapped you and Justin in a fluffy towels, rubbing cake scented lotion over your thighs. Your attention seemed to be diverted in shedding tears and toying with Justin’s hands.

“You gotta behave real good with this client, pretty girl.” He murmured, voice gruff. You nodded slightly, hands now reaching out, with a little tremor, to run your fingertips through his beard. He contained a groan when your soft hands set on his jaw, thumbs almost tracing his lips. The air caught off for a second, your expression indecipherable, before you dropped your hands back on the sheets, tossing to pull Justin near you again. He sighted, rubbing the sore bridge of his nose before scurrying to find you something to wear. Ransom hadn’t specified what he wanted you to be.

The room you were in was new; leaf green sheets, dark wallpapers and smooth, oak furniture. It was unusually cold, but you were clad only in lacey white underwear, and the thing white socks that reached your upper thighs did little to soothe your chill. Your carefully pushed your hair out of your face, the makeup Justin had cautiously applied still fresh with the lingering smell of chocolate and vanilla.

You jumped when the door knob twisted open, you couldn’t contain your grin. Mr Freezy was so silly, telling you it was a special visitor when it was obviously Andy bringing you those bonbons he prom-

Your jaw fell slack, your heart stopping in a harsh tug to beat at your chest. In all of his expensive country club and golf watch essence, there he was.

Ransom shut the door, slowly nearing you, lips tugging into a smirk that could only be called evil. You freezes; million of thoughts races to you head, and you couldn’t stop to evaluate one of them.

“I see you have become quite fond of this life style” He inquired, taking into consideration your little outfit.

“Daddy?” you dumbly asked, words rolling off your tongue with no control. And with that, came the tears. Running down your artificially blushed cheeks in angry black splotches, they were heavy as your face contorted into a wail. You fell to your knees, wrapping your arms around his thick thigh. “Please, Daddy, take me with you- I can’t do this anymore, hurts daddy.”

He groans, although there’s a hint of amusement in his hum, before kicking you off his leg, and you watch him in disbelief as he seizes your hair and throws you onto the bed. Hands slither down your body as if you were caught by evil trees, twisting a round you to choke you. The pretty underwear Robert had dressed you in was now scraps and bits. Eyeing the handcuffs on the head of the bed, you shot your elbows backwards to stab against his sweater clad abdomen. You only gained having your head muffled against the pillow as he tied your wrists. His heavy erection rubbed painfully against bare bottom, dress pants pulled down slightly you could feel his obnoxious calvin klein’s. He pulled away, admiring your submissive form. Thighs tucked under your body, smelling like a sweet strawberry cake and lavender, and salty tears running down puffy eyes. Delectable in his eyes.

“You let any nobody fuck this sloppy pussy, anybody with half an hour to kill and some measly dollars, right?” He taunted, hands burning your skin with each stroke. “Could shove anything inside you, and you wouldn’t-well, couldn’t- say anything.”

You whined, feeling his thick fingers pulled your ass cheeks apart to see your tight rosebud. You felt so bare, so disgustingly naked. Dreaming about your first time with Ransom wasn’t like this; you fantasized about him laying you in a rose petal covered bed, kissing your body with his tender lips, touching you ever so softly as if you might break. But no, he was violently trying to shove his fingers into your back door.

Stinging cries and throaty whimpers emerged at the burn tearing through your spine. A lewd spit ricocheted against the walls, the slimy substance tracing down the middle of your ass cheeks as he worked his finger fully inside. You felt as if you might burst.

“Gonna claim this slutty ass, split it open with my fat cock.”

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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What am I?

summary: what are you? just another toy for them? or a mythical creature of their desire?

pairings: a lot of sebastian stan characters x little! reader x a lot of chris evans characters

warning: 18+ content, noncon smut, implied oral sex, implied noncon, dragging, slight med fet, misogyny, abuse of little space, sexualization, prostitution, implied sex trafficking, dark themes.

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Robert Pronge never cared; why would he? he had the mob, along with the wide amount of people that hired him, protecting his back. He ran his little business, buying and selling pretty girls and had his fair share. He had never felt a lot for his victims, fucking the fresh meat first and leaving the rest to the hungry men who came to his whorehouse.

When you came into his office, following Ransom like a lost little puppy, he knew you would be fun. That little dumb innocence would be fun to crack, but he didn’t expected for him to be the cracked one.

He knew Barber always payed generously, so why was he so bitter about him having you? He had drank half a bottle of whiskey by himself when the rays of sunlight started appearing, and Barber brought you back to him, in his arms like some kind of queen.

He expected pain in your features, but you were giggling softly as the broad man planted you in Robert’s lap, handing your owner the rightful amount with generous tip.

“Make sure to get her something nice,” Barber grinned, ruffling your hair sweetly before going.

As you watched the lawyer that had given you the most passionate night of your life leave, you felt your lower lip pull down into a quivering pout. His eyes, ocean like jewels, resembled Ransom’s so clearly. You didn’t realize you were crying until Robert cooed at you.

“Hey what are the tears for, pretty thing?”Robert asked, more likely intrigued that worried. “Was he too rough with your little body?”

You shook your head, although there was a slight sting on the apex of your thighs. “He reminds me of Daddy, he’s pretty.” you coyly explained, somehow trusting this man with your complicated feelings.

Robert wanted to frown, because he was also pretty. Was he? he had never worried about that, he always had the women he desired, willing or not. Something about you referring to a man as pretty made him stir.

“So you like pretty boys?”He asked you, toying with the lacy edge of your thong. You felt heat rise to your face at the question, wiggling in the seat with shyness. “Yeah you like pretty boys, cocky as hell, don’t ya?” You didn’t deny it, so Robert took it as a fact.

“Let’s get ya cleaned up.”

Robert laid you in the plush bedding, reaching for a nice warm cloth to wipe your semen coated thighs. He watched closely how you were so relaxed with the act, more interested on how Justin slipped the metal through his nipples with ease.

“Did it hurt?”you ask him, wincing when he finishes securing both. Justin nods dryly, and you frown at his lack of emotion to you. He leaves the room shortly, not even bothering to say goodbye to Robert.

“Barber really did an act on you, but I’ve seen worse in his account.”He mumbled, finger tracing through your puffy folds. You wince, and he holds back a groan at the soft sound emitting your perfect lips. You then giggle, and he looks at you quizzically.

“He kissed me,” you whisper, as if you were telling about a hidden cookie jar. “on my princess parts.”

If it had been any other prostitute, Robert would be disgusted. Yet he wondered how you would taste; probably like how you smelled, rich and creamy.

You laid back against the soft silky bedding, thinking how Robert was nice with you when you behaved. He fumbled with his phone, which had just ringed with a message, until he shove it back into his pocket. He stared at you for a while, lost in though, before he clapped.

“I’ll need to take you to the doc, get this pussy examined.”

“Why?” you inquired, and to be honest, the thought of finding a way to scape did flash your mind.

“Because we need to guarantee you won’t have any babies and your pussy is nice and healthy.” He cleared, as if it was so common. He propped you on his hip bone, after putting you in a smooth shirt and a diaper. He never though, in a million of years, that he would be doing that.

“But I love babies!” you murmured, resting your head sleepily on his shoulder, arms clinging around his neck. “they are so pretty, and tiny.”

You zoomed off for your love for babies for a while, until Robert was standing in front of the door 97. He didn’t have the heart to tell you this wasn’t a medical appointment, just a awkward man who had a medical kink. Truth is, you were getting a lot of attention recently. He had calls for you up to next week, which rarely happened with one specific girl. Justin did have his “fan base”, but who wouldn’t adore that snuggly cute face?

The door opened, and Robert left you on your feet to walk inside, before shutting the door. Your eyes widened.

The man infront of you looked around your age, maybe one or two years older. He smiled at you, and you could furthermore appreciate his twinkling blue eyes.

“My name is Jensen,” He said cheerfully, and you did your best to smile. “I’ll check you up today, so please climb up the table. Clothes off.”

You did as he told you, the table biting cold. Jensen pulled a pair of latex gloves over his hands, admiring your little naked figure. As he pulled the stirrups form under the table, your fingers trailed t he ouch the unnoticed straps at the levels of your arms and thighs.

“Sir?”

He tied the straps over your thighs, spreading you wide. You felt the breeze fly past your sensitive lips, and he took the moment of discomfort to catch strap your arms.

“It’s for your own safety,” He told you, holding up a syringe brimful with liquid. You gasped when he pricked your neck with it, the sedatives quickly surging through your body. Your eyes flopped closed lazily, and his hands started roaming your curves. He crawled over your body, he’ll have plenty of time to play with you.

Robert made his way to his office after being told he had someone expecting him there; surprisingly, the ambitious trust fund baby had gave him a visit.

“Drysdale,” he greeted, tensing when he saw the meticulous pouring of expensive whiskey.

“Pronge,” the man replied rising his glass with a smirk tugging his lips. “Heard she made quite an impression.”.

Robert’s guard flared up, approaching steadily. Ransom scooted over to plop at one of the mahogany chairs.

“Yes she did.”

“Where is she, right now?” Ransom pushed, eyes twinkling with mischief. Pronge took a deep breath as he downed his poured whiskey, the taste more bitter than ever.

“With Jensen, room 97.” He admitted, finally glaring at Ransom. “Let’s cut this short, what are you here for?”.

Random chuckled, lowering his glass. “I brought her here, I guess I’ll have some premium access, or at least some respect from you?” he argued. “I want her for tonight, all night.”

“I don’t think she’ll want that; or that it would be good for her.” Pronge acknowledged, a little too quickly. He realized how stupid it sounded when Ransom burst laughing, a bit too exaggerated.

“You care about that? About what she wants?” He questioned him, mockery in his tone. “I heard you sold her to Barnes and Barber, just barely two days in the job. Don’t lie to me Pronge, you don’t give a shit about the slut.”

With each word, Robert questioned his words. There was something coursing through his veins a s watched Ransom pick up his stuff, ready to leave.

“Dress her up real pretty and do me a favor,” He asked, swinging his expensive scarf over his neck. “teach her to suck cock.”

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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Love and Lost

Summary: Daddy was there to take care of you, so why did he left you with that mean old man in that sour house?

pairings: Dark! Sebastian Stan Characters x little!reader x Dark!Chris Evans characters

warnings: 18+ content, smut (noncon/dubcon), prostitution, abuse of power, dark topics

Lost and Love

the painful praise

what am I?

burns

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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the unpaid price

Summary: You and Justin owe big money, so going with the sketchy guy doesn’t seem like a bad idea, right?

Pairings: Sexworker! Justin Capshaw X sexworker! reader X dark! Robert Pronge

Warnings: 18 + content, noncon, sexwork, smut, gay sex, rough sex, spanking, degradation, misogyny kink, anal sex, humping, implied kidnapping, slight blood, minor violence (being knocked out), implied poverty.

Well sheesh

You could feel the cold biting into your skin as you clutched Justin’s hand tightly. It had been almost an hour, and no car seemed interested in the both of you. He shivered, clad in short denim shorts and a white crop top; an outfit that was not suitable for a cold autumn night and seemed to fail it’s purpose, gain customer.

You saw his lower lip beginning to pout, staring at the dark street filled to the brim with other coworkers; they at least had a man paying for them.

“Do you think we will make something tonight?” Justin suddenly asked you, and you blanked. He squinted at you, trying to see you clearly in the shitty lighting; he needed new glasses. “I haven’t eaten a full meal in two days.”

“Of course,” you answered briefly, clutching your purse tightly as you pulled Justin into a tight hug.

A loud honking interrupted the moment, and an expensive car popped right in front of you. The black Audi flashed at you and Justin, and you quickly obeyed the man’s gesture to come near.

“Hey there,” He sang when you perched yourself on your the window, Justin shyly behind you. “You two come in a pack?”

He was tall and broad, hair long and wavy. His squared glasses sat on the bridge of his nose as he leaned forward to viciously ran his eyes through your body.

“Yes sir,” you mumbled, hands tracing the soft curves of your black silky dress. He observed Justin too, before grinning widely.

“C’mon, you can ride shotgun doll.”

So you got into his car; It was nicer than the ones you had been before. You fiddled with the hem of your dress as he begun driving, jolting when he placed his big hand on top of your thigh.

“So does the pretty boy just sucks, or does that ass also work?”

You were too entranced on how big his hands looked on your thigh, you didn’t answer. Justin was quick to shift, arms covering his tummy.

“Whatever you like sir,” He responded, voice slightly grumpy as he watched the man’s hand tracing higher and higher up your leg. He hated whenever men touched you; that’s why he always offered himself first, so he was way fucked out to see you get fucked.

You heard the man snicker, finger dangerously closing to your core.

His fingertips grazed the lace of your thong, pulling in aside to feel inside.

“For a whore, you aren’t that much wet.” He commented crudely, trying to find your clit while his eyes scanned the road. Yet he didn’t seem mad, he was intrigued.

“Don’t call her a whore,” Justin bellowed, furrowing his brows. The man chuckled at his attitude, and you wanted to scold him for treating the client like that. The man turned into the thick dark forest of the night, he went deep enough to a clearing with a lake, where the moonlight reflected against the waters. You shivered at how empty the place looked.

“My name is Robert,” He begun, untying his seatbelt and parking the car. “But tonight, the twink will call me sir and you will call me Daddy, got it?”

You nodded, looking at him with interest. There was something off with him. You couldn’t give it much though, because he was tugging you into his lap in the blink of an eye. His hand roamed down your thighs, feeling the soft skin carefully as you felt the growing bulge on his pants.

“Hop in the front sit, slut.” He called Justin, and the brunet obeyed quickly, eager to take care closely of what the man would do to you.

“I think we should discuss safe words…” you stuttered, Pronge’s hands bunching the dress over your waist.

“Oh, you know how to talk?”He taunted, pushing you roughly against the steering wheel so your ass was raised in the air. He did a quick work of pulling down your panties, spreading your lips apart to take a good look inside.“Not for long, gonna fuck you dumb.”

A sharp slap fell against your cheek and you hissed, embracing the wheel for comfort. You heard a zipper go down, and a wide head pressing against the skin he just slapped.

He pushed your legs apart and forced you to sit back down where you though he was going to spear you in, but instead the length was between your folds. The veiny shaft rosed against your clit and you almost moaned.

“C’mon slut, rub yourself all over my cock.” He whispered in your ear, holding his dick against himself so you could feel more friction. You bucked your hips against him, feeling how your clit rubbed perfectly against his veins. You didn’t even budge when he tore open the top part of your dress, boobs spilling out freely so he could wrap a calloused hand around it. You knew how to put on a show, get good money. Your hands traveled to grasp the side of his head, knitting into his hair, while your lips parted to let out an almost pornographic moan.

Just before you were about to came, he pulled you over his cock to sink in perfectly. You moaned, in pain from the stretch but also in great pleasure. His dick pressed against that sweet spot inside you. They were never this good, just sloppy man who kept rubbing your labia in hopes something happened. He groaned deeply, pulling your hair to arch your back as he thrusted deeply into you sloppy core. The car was filled with both of your moans, and Justin was almost left forgotten until-

“Undress yourself bitch, gonna fuck that little peach next.” Pronge bellowed, fucking your fast and furious. Justin obeyed, tearing his clothes off until he was only in his bright white briefs. If you weren’t being fucked so hardly, you could almost notice the tears prickling his eyes with humiliation.

A strong hand moved your jaw so you could face Justin through your clouded vision. Robert held you down by your waist, frantically spearing up into you.

“Wanna kiss the pretty girl, fucking bitch?”

The only answer was a gasp as he knitted his hands through Justin’s soft curls, clashing your lips together. You quickly kissed him sloppily, trying to comply your best. Spit drooled from your lips, and Justin licked it greedily. In your dream induced state, your walls fluttered around Robert’s cock, soaking it with your plentiful squirt.

“Squeezing me so tight, little girl.” He groaned into your ear, pulling you close to his massive frame. “gonna break you, pretty girl.”

He grunted, rapidly turning his body around so your face planted onto the headrest. You grasped the cool metal when he landed another slap on your flesh, the rough denim rubbing with the area. Justin observed worriedly how you winced in pain, lower lip pouting as he so desperately wanted to help you.

Robert hold your hips, pushing you closer until you felt his hip crushing into your ass and his zipper chafing the skin around your entrance. His hot load shoot inside your tender walls, painting them white.

“C’mon dumb bitch, get your ass here.” The man growled, pushing you carelessly into the backseat. Justin obeyed, placing himself in your place as Robert reclined the seat.

You bend down, panting and tired, to peck a quick kiss in Justin’s soft lips. it was reassurance, to tell him everything was going to be okay, but Robert quirked up at the gesture.

“Need kisses to stop crying? fucking little bitch,” He taunted, pulling the briefs harshly across his plump cheeks. His ass was pale and bubbly, slightly bruised from a client that wanted to spank him.

“I’ve got lube,” you panted moving to grab your bag, but Robert pushed you back. You frowned, getting slightly annoyed.

“No why, we got enough here.” He gave you a smirk, lips thinning to show his sharp white teeth. His hand reached down to pull your thighs apart, and you winced at the introduction of two fingers in your sore entrance. “Look at that, perfectly wet.”

He smeared the mixture of his cum and your slick on Justin’s tight muscle; the younger man was shaking as Robert pushed two digits into his mouth. He almost gagged at the thickness, spitting into the fingers.

“I think you should use lube-“ you tried to say, a quick backhand with his hand covered in spit shutting you up.

You gasped, holding the stinging surface. The signet had clearly left a mark.

“That’s it,” Justin groaned, trying to reach over his clothes. “We are leaving.”

A loud hysterical laugh filled the room, and you and Justin faced each other, fear and confusion coating your features.

“You little bitches aren’t going anywhere,” Robert explained, hand traveling down to grab something under the seat. Your eyes went as wide as saucers when you saw it; shiny and black. A gun. “You aren’t so brave right now, huh?”

Justin was shivering. Your puppy was scared, but you were too. There was no use in comforting him when you were shaking like a leaf.

“You gonna fuck yourself on my cock, or I’ll blow your brains out.”Robert whispered in Justin’s ear, hot breath fanning over his face.

“No.”He cried through sobs. A true moment of stupidity. Robert was slightly shocked, but chuckled nonetheless. He delivered a quick spank to his pink muscle, making the boy whimper.

“I’m gonna fuck a tight ass tonight, where is you or your little whore I don’t care.” He growled, but Justin laid still. “You gonna fuck yourself on my cock or I’m gonna fucking kill this slut with my dick down her throat.”

Justin’s eyes widened through his glasses, and he nodded quickly, even wiggling his ass back against the shaft that laid between his cheeks. Robert grinned at you triumphantly, pressing his blunt head into his tight hole. Stretching his snug walls with his well endowed cock, the older man couldn’t keep his gaze off your shivering figure, the small whines of Justin being completely ignored.

He watched how tears fell down your eyes, that were based on the boy’s pained expression. Your dress was tattered, blood and slickness oozing out of you, staining the leather seats. Your body glistened with sweat, and your makeup had been ruined.

When he least noticed, he was thrusting into Justin, hermetically wrapped around him. So he stopped, pushing the gun through his curly hair to signal him to move.

“Tell me how much you love it,”he ordered darkly, voice filled with lust and raspy.

And he did; he clenched tightly and moved his plump ass against his hips, Robert peppering slaps on his pristine white skin.

“F-feels go-oo-od,”he lied through gritted teeth. And although it was fake, the man grinned. “Feels good sir. N-Nice and full.”

With all the crying, Robert felt himself come undone quickly. He held onto Justin’s hips, pulling him close and deep before spilling himself inside with a groan.

He must have seen how you relaxed when he finished, so he slammed the grip of the gun against your puppy’s head. His eyes went droopy before he fell head-first into the seat, glasses sliding off his nose. You heaved, more tears springing from your eyes like a faucet turned to its full capacity.

“Please,” you begged, voice hoarse. “please don’t do this, just let us leave- we won’t say anything!”

He pushed Justin’s unconscious body into the passenger seat, and begun crawling towards you. Pressing yourself against the door, you felt him hovering over you. His body heat was suffocating, almost unbearable as he spoke with a scent of whiskey and cigarettes lacing his tongue.

“Why would I let you two go? two pretty little whores.” he taunted, cupping your face in his dirty hands. “you gonna be the perfect momma for this little brat, gonna make you a respectable woman.”.

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stuckysdumbbitch · 3 years

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a gift for the pet

summary: Pronge thinks his little toy is ready for his own little project.

pairings: dark!mercenary!Robert Pronge x maiden!reader x soft!dark!prince!Justin Capshaw

warnings: 18+ content, noncon, bondage, misogyny, bondage, slight blood, kidnapping, verbal abuse, gay blowjob, smut, loss of virginity, painful sex, crying.

I honestly want to thank @slothspaghettiwrites for the amazing drabbles, head cannons and fics that inspired me to do this.

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Justin almost stumbled, trying to catch up with Pronge’s fast pace; he was specially eager today. Justin could almost see the gears turning in his mind. A hand tightly grasping above his as he took him deeper and deeper into the vegetation. The big wolfish smile of his captor both scared and excited him.

The air smelled of wild flowers and salt, the scent of the forest on those flows summer days. Though Justin could pick up the specific notes of Pronge’s cheap cologne; his nose perched up at the smell, now that he knew it was signaling danger ever since he first sensed it that fateful night. The night everything was taken away from him.

Pronge suddenly stopped, leaving Justin’s hand to cross his broad arms, staring intently at the figure laying under the oak tree with a wide grin. Justin had to squint to realize who the figure was, for he always had bad eyesight.

When he realized who the maiden laying unconsciously on the ground was, he sprinted to her. There you laid, in a plain white gown, with tiny braids in your hair and sleeping soundly on the ground. He tried to grab your hand, only to find out it was clasped in thick ropes, so he decided to gently cradle your face until you woke up, brushing stray leaves from your locks.

Your skin felt delightful in his hands, soft as silk, and he kept stroking you awake. He turned to look at the beaming man, tears clouding his view from the panic that formed in his mind.

“Did you hurt her?”He asked, voice cracking with fear and exasperation.

“No,” Pronge snorted, nearing the two while pulling a small vial out of his pocket. “Got into her little cottage at night, the poor thing lives all alone,” he explained, talking as if he was telling him about a trip to the market. “just grabbed her all helpless; you should thank me, little slut.”.

“Thank you?”Justin asked, spatting the words with venom and ignoring the annoying nickname.

“Wasn’t she the little lady who was going to deflower you? Quite a story, the virgin prince gets the Primae Noctus of a insignificant maiden,” Pronge taunted, extending his arms in exaggeration. “Your Daddy was going to give her to you anyways, and since you’ve been behaving so good, though you deserved a little celebration, now don’t get that attitude with me if you don’t wanna get your little ass whipped.”.

Justin scowled at his words, still blushing deeply at them. He resumed to watch your face, your gentle features cooing him. He remembered how transfigured he has become with your beauty once his father professed who would be deflowering him. You were a mere servant, but he viewed you like a queen.

“What do you mean with celebration?”he questioned, still deeply angered. He didn’t wanted to drag you into this hell he was living.

“Don’t ya wanna, ya know, pop your cherry?” Pronge blurted out, tossing the vial with the purplish fluid. “wake her up, it’s more fun when they fight around some bit.”.

With that being said, he plopped down on the other side of the girl staring hungrily at her chest through the cleavage of the nightgown. Justin opened it and poured into the crevice of your lips, seeing your eyes flutter as you woke up.

“You majesty?” you meekly called out, eyes squinting by the sudden light. He found himself nodding, cradling your cheeks. “What-wait, where were you? the king-“.

You were interrupted by the fake cough. You jumped away from Pronge when you saw him, instantly looking for shelter at your prince’s arms.

“He’s the man!” you cried, curling even closer into him. “He took me, your majesty!”.

Robert chuckled, hands going down to unbuckle his belt.

“It’s okey,” Justin cooed, hands running down your body in faux soothe. His eyes wandered down your cleavage, staring hungrily at the women he always wished for. You were for him, after all.

“C’mon slut,” Pronge urged, pulling his hardening cock out of his briefs. “Either you fuck her or I do; someone pop her, look at those pretty legs.”.

“Your majesty-what does he mean?” You questioned, fear leaking into your words. Justin ignored you, bunching up your dress. “Your Majesty!”

You screams seemed to only excite him more, pulling your legs apart so he could inspect your bare core. His first time with a woman, yet he knew exactly what to do.

“Prince Justin! please let me leave-“

Pronge slapped his big hand over your mouth, the other beginning to pump his cock.

Justin’s thumb traced over your lips, inspecting the soft skin. He finally found a nub in the slit, just on top, and began rubbing it with force.

“What was his name? The man you were going to marry, Barnes right?” he asked, jealousy seeping through his voice. His tender demeanor from seconds ago had changed, as he roughly stroked your sensitive skin. “going to marry a peasant? I remembered how you cried when the king announced you were promised to me, a prince, yet you were going to willingly fuck a filthy peasant?”

The anger that laced his words had you sobbing, yet his ministrations had made you slick and relaxed. He pushed to fingers downwards your heat, spreading it apart to watch to tense and try to clamp your thighs shut, the drowsiness from the sleeping spell still affecting you.

He pushed two fingers into your virgin entrance, making you try to wiggle your hips away and tug Pronge’s hands away from your mouth. The older man seemed to be enjoying the moment, grunting with pleasure.

“Look at you slut; learned so well little bitch,” he praised Justin while observing carefully how his puppy’s fingers stretched you open painfully. “You gonna fuck this tiny pussy, make her all yours.”.

You shut your eyes, trying to believe it was your Bucky, giving you the illegal pleasure at the tree shielded field as you moaned underneath his touch. You missed him so much.

Your reminiscence was cut short by a third finger breaking into your pussy, and you kicked against Justin. He chuckled, and for a second he saw himself on you. Scared, eyes big and begging with tears, and wiggling against Pronge’s grasp.

But no one had mercy on him; his kidnapper wouldn’t stop tormenting him because he cried and begged, so why would he?

His fingers were held tight by your weeping entrance, trying to stretch the snug walls. You winced when he pulled his soaked fingers, a stinging burn in your core. The older man’s hand pulled down your cleavage, supple breasts spilling from the torn hemline. He pawed at them, taking one in his hand to pinch them roughly. You whined against his palm when he pinched your delicate nipples, calloused fingertips exploring the soft skin of your mounds carelessly.

The hand that he had clasped over your mouth grabbed his cock, but you couldn’t scream anymore; wails and sobs was all that came from your.

Justin undid the buttons of his pants, pulling from his flimsy underwear his cock. He was long and thin, but wasn’t as big as the man that held you captive or your lost love. Although, being a virgin, any length scared you.

“Gonna get you fucked, little lady,” Pronge taunted, his hot breath fanning over your ear. You shook your head, trying to zone out what was happening. “Yes, you are going to be the perfect gift for my puppy.”.

Justin placed your thighs over his, spreading you wide for him. After covering his dick with the slick from fingering your pussy, he spat on it. Pronge always did that.

“Your majesty.” You called out one last time, trying to convince him finally. He stared at you for a few seconds, pouting slightly like a kid who was denied his favorite candy; yet in this case, he would get what he wanted.

Leaning forward, cock brushing with your entrance, he whispered through choked breaths. “I just want to have you,”.

He slowly pushed inside, feeling guilty at your pained wails. The gut feeling was overwhelmed when he finally sunk completely into your tight channel. He gasped, jaw falling open and eyelids fluttering lazily. You choked on your bawls, the begging becoming more of a chant than an actual ask. Pronge relished on how you squealed, cute little features scrunching up in pain and even though it hurt Justin to see you like this, he couldn’t deny how pretty you looked when you cried.

“Please don’t be like that,” he begged, voice low from the pleasure of you throbbing around him. “My pretty girl, it hurts me,”.

“You are hurting me!” you shrieked through a sob, tied hands slamming into his chest.

“Hey!” Pronge barked, leaving your tits to wrap an arm around your waist trapping your arms in the way. “Behave, because I have no problem on being the one to pop your cherry, little bitch.”.

Justin’s movement seemed to try to go slow, stopping himself in a pace that seemed “tender” for him yet instantly forgetting and jackrabbiting into you. The pain didn’t seem to cease; it felt as if he was burning your insides, yet you couldn’t deny the ocasional glint of pleasure when his dick curved against your special spot.

You cried out when he made you cum, thick tears falling in shame as Justin pressed kisses along the column of your throat. He followed suit, arms wrapping around your waist to hold you tightly against his chest while he spilled his hot spend inside you.

He fell against Pronge, who quickly pulled him up by his collar. You winced when he pulled Justin to his side, making his softening cock leave your aching entrance. You closed your eyes shut when you saw the blood and cum spilling over your dress, trying to shut off the slobbering sound next to you.

“Fuck- such a good piggy,” the older men groaned, a hand around you and the other guiding Justin’s head over his length. “you gonna keep her- we can have a little slut around.”.

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