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konigsblog · 15 days

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stepdad!price raping his stepdaughter the night of his wedding with readers mother 🤭🤭

tw/cw; dark content, stepcest, non-con/dub-con. dead dove: do not eat. MDNI 18+

you're devastated that your mother decided to marry that depraved and disgusting bastard. she ignores and brushes off his perverted behaviour as him just being friendly, that you're being overdramatic and cruel towards him.

it's the night before your mother's wedding, and you're awoken to the throbbing and stabbing sensation of price's bulbous cock against your sloppy cunt. price stinks and reeks of booze and nicotine, the strong and pungent scent of tobacco assaulting your nostrils. if not for the strong smell of nicotine, you wouldn't have known it was your stepfather raping your sleeping body, with his hoarse grunts conforming your beliefs.

your wrists are held above your head in a tight fist, held by his large and calloused hands. your eyes glisten as you adjust to the darkness, while your pussy pulses and clenches onto his meaty dick, feeling him sink deeper inside. your t-shirt is rolled up over your soft breasts, your nipples perky and hard, being played with as if you're some toy for his excitement and enjoyment. you feel his scarred and rough fingers play with your nipples, causing your jaw to fall slack, your bottom lip quivering with mortification, realising the mess you've got yourself into.

how exactly are you supposed to explain to your mother what happened that night? you can't ruin her special day, and it's not as if she'd believe you anyways. she's head over heels for that horrible pervert, caring more about her relationship with him rather than with her own daughter. each stroke and drag is agonising and your cunt is left raw and sensitive, pussy coating his veiny shaft in blood and slick, your moans silenced and choked; choked, pained, and strained.

you put up with his sickening tormenting and harassment for your mother's happiness, focusing on how happy your mother will be to be remarried to a man she loves so dearly, while you're left tense and frozen at the agony and suffering forced onto your poor, sore body.

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diaryofaprettyprincess · 5 months

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stepdad!price x innocent!reader

note: this is a prequel to a possible series with stepdad!price x innocent!reader (obviously). reader is of age.

note 2: price is 37 reader is about 18-19 (DARK STORY !!!!!), reader gets picked up by price, 6'5 beefy price, shorter reader

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lying your head on your stepfather's shoulder, you pressed your front against his side--leg thrown over his as you two got comfortable on the couch as you began watching a movie. a blanket thrown over the two of you as you nuzzled your head further into his shoulder, nibbling on your lower lip as you focused intently on the movie.

price let out a shaky breath, his eyes glancing from you to the tv to you again.

don't do it.

she's forbidden fruit.

but she is the sweetest fruit of all.

he kissed the top of your head, and you replied with his action by taking his hand under the blanket and absent-mindedly twisting the rings on his finger.

one of his rings: the wedding band.

the wedding band from the wedding between your mother and him.

it seared his skin.

he could not help that he had gotten married to the wrong person.

it should have been you.

but he had to remind himself that you were much too young.

freshly an adult. and he was 37. 37.

what the fuck was wrong with him?

he can't help that he fell in wrong with you.

you were too young..too innocent. too pure. he had blood on his hands.

your small hands fidgeted with his large, warm ones as you traced his knuckles with your cold fingers, creating odd designs that warmed his chest.

he must have been much too into his thoughts, as you giggled at something that happened in the movie, grasping and ungrasping his hand as you continued to fidget with his rings.

you looked up at him, your lips so close to his as you smiled softly. everything in him wanted to capture your lips in a kiss. your first kiss.

but he knew he couldn't.

instead, his softened eyes watched your face with pure love.

you snuggled impossibly closer to him, practically on his lap.

"honey?" his voice was deep but soft. he cleared his throat.

your eyes watched the television, never leaving them as you hummed a small, "hm?"

price thought for a moment.

your mother was out for the weekend. he could have you now...

no.

"uh, nothin'." he concluded, and you paid no mind. his right hand crept down to your exposed thighs that were thrown over his lap. he tried to ignore the intense throbbing and want that thrummed under his jean zipper.

he slowly tickled his fingers along the span of your thigh, down your calf and to your frilly-socked foot as you cutely wiggled your toes. his index traced along the delicate laced-ruffles--then down to rub the inside of your foot.

after a bit, his hand made its way back up to the side of your thigh again, running his fingers along the soft skin.

he looked over at you again.

god, how were you so beautiful?

his whole being ached with want.

he loved you so much it hurt his heart.

"that a new bow?" he asked, pinching the pink knot at the base of your messy pony tail.

you nodded, excitedly. "mm hm! do u like it?"

you always wanted his approval, and he knew that.

"i love it, sweetheart, 's beautiful jus' like you." he smiled, watching your face darken with a red blush. you giggled shyly.

"thank you, daddy." you replied quietly, still fidgeting with his hand under the blanket.

daddy.

god, were you trying to kill him?

he knows you've always had a bit of a crush on him. ever since you two met.

and he's only a little ashamed to say he immediately fell for you when you both met.

he was with the wrong girl.

he loves times like this though.

it is probably bad to say, but he loves when your mother is gone.

it reminds him of a life he could have possibly one day with you...away from it all. he has the money to start a new life with you, just not the opportunity yet.

he loves when you walk into the kitchen, stuffie pressed against your chest, hair messy, lips n eyes puffy with sleep; his t-shirt on and your cute little pink panties.

he loves when your sleepy. you cuddle up closer to him.

just this morning you stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing at your tired eyes.

price was already dressed for the day--up since 6 am.

"good morning, sweet girl." his voice made your heart flutter.

you whined, padding to where he leaned back on the kitchen counter, wrapping your arms around his torso immediately. he picked you up with ease, kissing your face as you giggled.

he sat down on the couch as you straddled him tiredly, head pressed against his beefy chest.

"you're my favorite girl, y'know that?" he whispered, petting your hair.

it was true.

you were his absolute favorite.

and he was not just about to give that up.

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slvtforsimon · 3 months

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stepdad!price who is twice your age and is married to your mother.

stepdad!price who has been on deployment for a few months comes back and fucks you dumb into your mattress before even saying hello to his wife.

stepdad!price who can’t help but bully his painfully hard and leaking cock into your cunt rapidly, silently begging to feel your release around his large length.

stepdad!price who shoves your face into the pillow in an attempt to silence your whines of pleasure.

stepdad!price who can’t help but thrust into you pathetically as you milk him dry, a growl emitting from his throat.

stepdad!price who knows it’s wrong, but can’t help the way you make him feel.

stepdad!price who looks down at your now leaking cunt whilst lighting up a cigar, grumbling about how pretty you are.

stepdad!price who is completely and utterly in love with everything about you. he wishes that he had met you before he had met your mother but then again, he’d choose you over her any day.

{full fic here}

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare x reader #call of duty x reader #captain john price #captain john price x reader #captain price x reader #john price #john price x reader #stepdad!price #stepdad!price x reader

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miguel-owhora · 5 months

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thinking about price in a suit n shit n its tailored to his body n it strains against his broad body n ur stuffed between his thick meaty thighs, slobbering over his fat cock that's nursed down your throat and his voice is low and heavy, praising you n calling you 'my boy' and just bein a gentle dom hmmmmgngbgbgnf

#in case you guys didnt know #i have daddy issues :3 #stepdad!price when #someday

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diejager · 3 months

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What are your thoughts on Stepdad!price (or Johnny) who intentionally get you pregnant

Cw: STEPCEST, DARKFIC, DUB-CON/NON-CON, forced pregnancy, misogyny, forced breeding, breeding, creampie, mating press, doggy style, office sex, tell me if I missed any.

Price would act different with you than with your mother, something about him knowing what’s best for you because you’re younger and more naive than your mother. She didn’t need his guidance or help, unlike you, who was still so young and pretty, a beautiful gem that was corruptible if handled by the wrong men. So he took it into his own hands, teaching you who was in charge in this family.

He might tolerate your mother working and acting as her own being, he respected her for being the sole provider of her household for so long, caring for you and your younger brother who was still young and impressionable. You might have taken longer to accept him into your home, but your brother was in the phase of wanting - missing and needing - a father figure in his life, seeing him as the most dependable and powerful person in his world as his step-father and a Captain in the SAS. It was something your brother could brag about and feel proud, a turn of a new leaf in a life where he always told people he was fatherless.

Bot your mother and your brother took his sudden appearance so well, perhaps it was her aged exhaustion and your brother’s jovial and receptive mind, but you were still in your peak, beautiful and bright-minded. His only issue with your lifestyle was your brainwashing, mind filled with feminist and liberal thought that went against all the morals and values he grew up with. It was something he had to fix, something he didn’t want to leave alone and fester and rot your brightness.

Your mother worked so much, she flied offshore multiple times a month, leaving you to care for Ethan with the money she wired to you to look after yourselves. She worked and provided, and you watched the house and cared for Ethan’s schooling and life. You cooked, you cleaned the house, you watched your kid brother and you did everything a mother would for her child. You were left with such a big load without anyone to shoulder it with you, and that’s where he came in.

Your mother left him to his own devices, letting have free range of her home and her children, one third teen year old and another in her twenties. He cared for you when no one would, helping you ease the tent in and exhaustion off your shoulder, his hands wandering your body like he owned it, making it’s curves and grooves until he burned it into his mind.

You might fight and struggle, that pretty mouth of yours spewing delusions about not consenting to his advances, the age difference, the women’s rights and humanitarian rights that had his patience running thin. He truly hated what people put in your mind, the crazed and nonsensical ideas that went against familial values and would eventually break the family he envisioned building with you. Despite your thrashing and threats, he moved forward with his plan, splitting you apart on his girth, hips snapping and bottoming out until his tip kissed your gummy cervix.

He filled you up every moment he could, painting your walls with his thick, salty and viscous cum, listening to you mewl and cry, moaning out like a bitch until you milked him dry. He wrestled you in bed, bending you over his desk, paperwork left strewn across the room , then he’d fuck you in the living-room when Ethan was off to school, pressing you down to your knees and ploughing into you with reckless abandon, and he’d take you in your bed at night, folding you in half with your feet hanging off his shoulders and he slammed into your warm cunt. It was a perpetual cycle, a fill and refill schedule that would never tire him out and that would fuck your mind into the right space. He had to right the wrongs and that started with breeding you.

It really shouldn’t be that surprising that he knocked you up after a few months, a new life growing in your little womb that he drowned with cum.

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cod-dump · 1 year

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Graves: You know, when I was your age-

Ghost: When I was your height-

Graves:

Graves: Price, I’m going to fight your son-

#stepdad graves #he’s trying #call of duty #cod mwii #modern warfare ii #simon ghost riley #phillip graves #john price #pricegraves #incorrect quotes

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milkydough · 1 year

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CW // child abuse

What happened

Part 3 of the Chris/Price comic

#cod mw2 fanart #cod mw2 #call of duty #mw2 #cod #captain john price #John price #Chris Price #kyle gaz garrick #Chris‘ stepdad is called Michael just for your information #easier to insult him that way

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yeyinde · 1 year

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hi!! i stalk your account everyday hope u don’t mind, i read it like daily mail x

but how do you think price would react to his potential love interest already having a baby from a past relationship? would he be spooked off? or just face it head on and surprise himself with how good and natural he is with them

hiya!!! thank you so much!!🖤 i absolutely love that! and the daily mail bit made me crack up, so thanks for that! i needed a good laugh! 😭

I don't think this man would mind at all! I think he's a family man hidden deep within his core, so the fact that you have a child, in his eyes, is nothing but a bonus. (Plus, you'll satiate that MILF craving of his, too!!) He'd try to be whatever you needed in that scenario depending on where the relationship is. He might be a bit wobbly at the beginning, but once he adjusts, he'll fit all of you in his life as best as he can.

I do think, for MCs and their childs sake, he'd take things very slow, though. It's not just two adults messing around but an impressionable child as well, and I think that would push a lot of his hesitancy as if things don't work out, it's not just as simple as a clean break-up. But def a dedicated family man once things get serious!!

#he'll take his role as dad stepdad mums bf john whatever as seriously as possible #and would quite quickly become a great addition #captain john price

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walkiingcandle · 10 months

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Nutting so hard rn

#call of duty mwii #john soap mactavish #john price #captain price #captain john price #call of duty modern warfare #whout out to my stepdad #he got it at a jobsite #thanks g

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creationtainted · 1 month

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"—Oh, SHIT, are we talking about Edgelord and Overcompensation?" He seems to have figured it out. No, he definitely wasn't thinking about it this entire time. He knew from the get-go.

"Ew, those two don't get to be her dads! Any stepkid of mine deserves way better than them. Like me and her actual dad."

#* IC | dash comm #* VERSE | every man here has a price #[ he's figuring it out. and apparently leaning into the stepdad thing ]#[ since y'all are gonna keep talking about it ]

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rainboq · 2 years

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you said "I could go on an entire rant about how David was probably not combat arms based on how he can't clear a fucking room" and I'm definitely interested in that rant. is this because of how he gets ambushed when entering the Dark Room and even if warned a guy with a fucking tripod can take him down even tho he has a gun? is there more where we see that?

Disclaimer: I am not, nor have I ever been, a member of any armed forces. This is all information I've gleaned after talking with and learning from members of various armed services and asking them direct questions.

Okay, so, let's start with defining some terms. POG/Pogue: Personnel Other than Grunt, a pejorative for someone who isn't combat infantry. Synonyms: Fobbit, REMF (Rear-Echelon MotherFucker)

BCT: Brigade Combat team, an organizational unit of multiple regiments and supporting arms to form a coherent combat unit at a brigade level.

MOS code: Military Occupational Specialty code, the code for your job in the army. The general infantry code is 11X, with 11B being your standard infantryman, 11C being an indirect fire infantryman, etc.

MOUT: Military Operations in Urban Terrain, the doctrine on how to conduct combat operations in urban terrain.

CQB: Close Quarters Battle, the nitty gritty of how you conduct combat in urban and close quarters environments.

With those out of the way, let's talk about what we know about David.

1: He was a member of the 3rd Infantry Division, see the famous "broken TV" patch on his arm:

2: He has mechanical skills, given his hobby of working on old cars.

3: For some reason, he has a USMC KBAR with an engraving on it.

4: By his own admission, David was "not good at teamwork".

5: David does not properly secure his firearms. They are in a china cabinet, and prior to Chloe stealing the revolver, it was not locked.

6: His buddy died while overseas in an unspecified incident, but David blames himself. A HUMVEE is prominent in the background.

7: David has a deep seated need to be seen and acknowledged as a big damned hero, which leads to him being a total fuckup in multiple instances and contributes to his abuse of Chloe.

So off the hop, David was part of an Infantry Division, but before you jump into saying "Oh, so he must have been infantry!", a division is a lot more than just what it says on the tin. The 3rd Infantry, like all other divisions, is currently split up into multiple BCTs, which contain armoured, infantry, artillery, and cavalry regiments, along with engineering and support battalions. During Operation Iraqi Freedom (when David likely served), it was organized into two full brigades and one BCT comprised of mechanized infantry and armoured regiments. The division itself also has sustainment and aviation brigades for logistics and further fire support. So the 3rd Infantry tidbit isn't super helpful about what his MOS was.

Which brings me to David's mechanical skills. If you hadn't noticed, the kinds of regiments I listed involve a lot of vehicles. You've got tanks, IFVs, APCs, trucks, humvees, and helicopters that all need crew and maintenance. Mechanical skills are highly valuable to the smooth operation and mobility of a modern mechanized fighting force, and David has these skills. I could probably stop here and say that he was more valuable to the army as a mechanic in a motor pool than as a rifleman and call him a POG, but that's not what bugs me about him.

The K-Bar is weird, but it's entirely possible that he was given it by a marine, or Joyce is just clueless and got it for him as a gift. If it's the later, well, he's not going to be showing it to anyone. If it was given to him by a marine, he probably saved that marine's life. But that presents a character dilemma: if David saved the life of a marine, he'd never shut up about it. David's need to be seen as a hero would demand that he bring it up at every available opportunity, and he never does, which leads me to conclude that Joyce got it for him.

Now we get to the teamwork thing. Now this really bugs me. Infantry work is teamwork. You rely on everyone around you to do their job to stay alive. You rely on your battle buddy to watch out for you, you rely on your fireteam to coordinate and get the task done, you rely on your squad for support to function as a unit, etc. If any one person isn't doing their job, people can start dying, and they can start dying quickly. You weren't watching your sector? Your buddy gets shot in the side or the back. You fall asleep during your watch? Congrats, your camp has been infiltrated and your throat gets slit. Not being able to work as part of a team would make David a liability to himself and everyone around him, which is why training focuses so much on it. If David was at any point on track to become infantry, his inability to do it would get him onto a different career path in a hurry, and if he did somehow make it, nobody is going to trust him with a god damn thing. Ditto goes for being part of the crew of an armoured vehicle, that's teamwork in tight quarters. And artillery? If artillery fucks up, some mighty big rounds are going to be landing in the wrong spot, and god help the unit that calls for artillery support and gets rounds wildly off target.

Okay, so David is a giant liability because he's kind of a jackass and doesn't play well with others, if that's not enough to disqualify him as being infantry, there's more circumstantial evidence in the matter of not securing his weapons. If there's one thing that is beaten into the skull of everyone who holds a rifle, it is how to maintain, use, and secure a weapon. If you so much as point a rifle in a funny direction on the range, the rangemaster is going to be on your ass in a heartbeat, and god help you if you somehow lose your service weapon. I can't think of a single person I know who was in combat arms who does not securely store any firearms they own, and they're pretty much universally the most responsible people with guns I know. David handling his firearms like he does would give most of them an aneurysm.

So we've established that David was in the 3rd Infantry Division, has mechanics skills, is wildly irresponsible as a gun owner, and can't do one of the fundamental basics required of anyone in the infantry. Now we get to the matter of his buddy. We aren't given any details of it, only that David feels responsible. This could mean basically anything, but it's worth noting that even people in the motor pool occasionally have to go outside the wire if say, they need someone to pull convoy duty and they're short handed for whatever reason. Which leaves a likely scenario given my earlier supposition that David would be valuable in the motor pool: He and his buddy got pulled for convoy duty. Depending on when and where, this could mean that they were stuck in a HUMVEE (which is likely given that one is in the background) and went outside the wire as part of a convoy.

Now put yourself in David's shoes. You've been itching for a chance to be a hero, you've been bored out of your fucking mind all tour just fixing trucks and itching to "see some action", and now you're outside the wire, in potentially hostile territory. You're jumpy, you're excited, and... nothing happens. Every bump and rock on the side of the road could be an IED, every truck or car a VBED, every person on the side of the road could be telling someone about your convoy. It's exhausting, it wears on you, your focus quickly gets sapped, the adrenaline wears off and you start getting tired. Your vigilance wanes and your attention slips.

And that's when it happens. Maybe it's an IED, maybe it's someone with an RPG hiding behind something, maybe it's a sniper, maybe it's blue on blue, but something happens and you panic. You've got minimal training for actual combat, just what you had in basic before going off to train in your MOS. You panic, you make mistakes, maybe you cause a blue on blue, maybe you can't keep your rounds on target, maybe it's already too late and your buddy is already dead.

So now David has PTSD and a reason to be hyper-vigilant and paranoid so he can try and atone for past mistakes. He made that mistake once and it cost him someone he held dear, and now he has a step daughter that doesn't listen to him, hates his guts for existing, and is almost never home. Is it any wonder he starts trying to control Chloe right off the bat, and that his need for control quickly turns into abuse? David knows he has these issues, he acknowledges them in LiS, but he's also not seeking meaningful help yet.

But that's not the topic of this post, this isn't David apologia, and it's not out to condemn him for his abuse, that's beating a dead horse.

No, this is about what happened in the dark room.

MOUT and CQB training are a standard part of training to be in the infantry. They are part and parcel of 11X. Infantry isn't much use if it can't take a city or storm a building. What David was doing in the dark room should be something any infantryman has trained to do extensively. It's a room with a very conventional L shaped layout, with a single blind corner after clearing the fatal funnel (the door). Clearing it should have been easy if he had known the basic tactic of slicing the pie.

What's slicing the pie you might ask?

It's how you clear your corners.

The idea is simple enough, you slowly round a corner, clearing it one degree of angle at a time, giving yourself a few feet of space so that if someone is tucked in at an extreme angle, you have spacing to defend yourself.

Example diagrams:

(image source)

Once again: this is basic shit you can trust airsofters to do. Everyone in the infantry should know this and be expected to execute it.

David?

lol no.

Go back and watch the scene. He has insufficient clearance from the corner, he isn't slicing the pie, he isn't moving like he's supposed to.

Instead he's doing the fucking Hollywood thing of rounding the corner all at once, exposing himself to multiple positions he could take fire from or see a target at simultaneously. In an actual battle, this is fucking suicide, and without Max to save scum for him, he dies quickly to an art teacher.

That is why I think he was a POG. He can't clear a goddamned room to save his life and nearly gets Max killed as a result.

Now, none of this is me actually saying that people who are mechanics, pilots, etc in the armed forces are less valuable than the grunts, that's not true. Without the support staff, combat arms cannot function. They can't get food, ammo, intelligence, working vehicles, etc.

In David's mind though? I'd put money on him wanting to be in combat arms and being pointed elsewhere of who he is, and basically permanently having a bug up his ass about it.

#Life is Strange #David Madsen #chloe price #David is a jackass and needed to be in therapy #Not being a stepdad to a traumatized teenager who just lost her dad #Joyce please #Pick a better man #And no I don't consider him redeemed for saving Max #He's the reason Chloe was in that bathroom to start with #And how Jefferson was able to commit his crimes #If Chloe Kate or Rachel had been able to trust him with their problems none of this would have happened #But David is the opposite of trustworthy #He's paranoid and jumps to conclusions like a motherfucker

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