The click of heels on the wooden floor ringed through the kitchen. You were trying to maintain complete silence as the idea of sneaking via the kitchen's backdoor popped in your head.
The tiny scrap of a skirt you were wearing barely covered your inner thighs—'micro skirts,' you called them. A flimsy little top that's so tight one can see your nipples when cold wind brushes upon them. But you never bothered to care about what others had to say—not when you have a special task force's retired captain at home, who would happily put anyone into their place, but somewhere you had forgotten that it also included you.
The kitchen light beamed in your eyes. John stood there with his hefty arms crossed across his chest. He leaned at the doorframe, looking down at you with a disappointed look plastered on his face.
You gave him those puppy eyes, trying to convince him that you weren't going to sneak out. Maybe you should've just accepted it; maybe then he wouldn't have you on his lap, forcing his whiskey down your throat.
The liquid burns your throat, and the bitter taste on your tongue makes you squirm on his lap. He has his one meaty arm around your waist, keeping you trapped. He pushes you further, your back pressed on his chest. He has the bottle pressed on your lips, liquid tripping down your chin, wetting your clothes along with his.
He keeps the bottle aside before pressing your cheeks together with his rough fingers—"c'mon doll, isn't this what you were sneakin' for? to drink with your friends ? Now that dad's giving it to you, you're whinin' like a pup" You let out a whine, trying to squeal your way out of this. "no no no, be a good girl" His fingers press your cheeks harder before making you drink from the bottle again.
"That's right, baby. gonna make you all sweet and limp for dad." You choked on the alcohol filling your mouth, coughing up overwhelming tears streaking down your cheeks. He was being so mean to you because it was the second time you've tried to be a brat and sneak out.
"dadd, p-pleasee nghh it's too muchh" You continued whining and moving on his lap trying to hide your face because you truly couldn't drink anymore; your stomach was filled up to the brim. Your brain was already feeling mushy.
"aww it's too much? too much for your little tummy? but baby.. daddy thought you wanted to be a big girl, didn't you?" He coos down at you, whispering fake sympathy in your ear, keeping the bottle on the table as he gripped on your hair with his hands.
You let out little sniffles as you sob. "noo dad- i'm s-sorry, uh.. won't try it againn" You stammered out, feeling your panties getting slick as you felt his boner getting hard underneath you. The way you cry, fat tears rolling down your cheeks, trembling lips barely able to murmur anything except for—'dadimsorryy'.
It was all doing things to Price's brain, and god, his dick was painfully hard at you, how much of a sensitive thing you were on his lap, squirming and crying to get out of his grip. "sh..shsh.. baby, It'll be over soon." He nibbles at your ear, whispering in his grunge voice. It was supposed to be just a punishment, put you in your place, and be done with it, but the way you were dripping through your panties on his pants was making his head spin around with all the gross thoughts.
You were too deep in your head to understand where his hands were grabbing you. "mhm.. d-dad.. pleaseplspl-" You slurred out, rubbing yourself dangerously close to him, not that he minded. He slowly takes out his straining cock, precum leaking from the red tip. He rubs it on your pussy through the wet cotton panties.
"Tell me, does your dumb head only works when stuffed with dad's cock?" He grunts roughly in your ear as the precum leaking from his tip mixes with your translucent wetness.
He groans before gripping you down on his lap hard. It was easy considering your state at the moment, just a dumb drunk fuckdoll—all wet and ready for him to plug his cock in.
Your skin was all warm and burning up with need as he rubbed himself through the thin material. You already looked too fucked out before he could even do anything. His heart was pumping high; god, he's too old to handle such a young sweet thing dripping all over his cock.
He grabs your thighs, pulling them apart with his legs. He rips your panties down to your knees before slipping his cock right into your weeping cunt without any warning. You dig your nails hard into his arms, whining out as he stretches your cunt with his fat cock.
"yeahh, like dad's cock in your lil cunt..mhm, right dolly? " He groans in pleasure as you grip around like a vice, just trying to squeeze all that's left of him.
You nod your head dumbly and squirm around as he fills you up. He keeps pounding in, the lewd sounds filling the room. He throws his head back when you clench around his length—"f-fuck… baby, gonna drive dad crazy with her".
He's pinching your nipples, massaging them between his rough fingers. Licking and biting your neck from behind, leaving marks all over your body.
He's acting like a dog in heat, just trying to rut you in every possible way there is. Thrusting his dick as deep as he could, he wanted to breed you till you could think of nothing else but keeping his cum plugged in your pretty pussy.
He slowly brushes his hand on your arms before traveling down to play with your clit, rubbing and flicking it just to get a rise out of you. Getting overstimulated, you tried to get his fingers off from abusing your poor clit, to which he just grabbed both of your wrists behind your back—"no fuckin' manners? kid's strugglin' so much, don't worry next time I'll cuff them." His mean voice dripping with sarcasm. Now that he's thinking about it, maybe he should cuff you to his bed, never letting you leave.
That way he'd have you whenever he wants, in whatever wicked way he wants. He cums deep in your pussy, so much that it drips down to his pants. He cleans it up with his fingers before shoving them right between your lips. Making you suck on them, licking the cum clean. Dad knows you'll take anything he gives you; you are his pretty doll.
⋮ a/n: please reblog, comment and like. follow for more filth ! get added to my Taglist.
I feel like retired!Price brings you camping every few months. That man can’t stay still after years in the military. So he is either working on the house or in the yard to make your dream house -even though it’s already perfect.
When he finishes all the on-going works around the property, he’s taking you on vacation. Road trips in his old pickup with a tent in the backseat. He even added the bluetooth to his prehistoric car so you could put your playlist during the long hours of the journey.
And of course, he doesn’t take you to big cities. You two only go to forests, mountains, lakes or rivers. He likes it better, Price is a bit paranoid, doesn’t like when there is people around. Especially around his baby girl.
Moreover, it allows you to spend all vacation in tiny bikinis. Even on the road, you don’t bother wearing clothes.
All you do is tanning, reading, napping on Price’s chest, swimming in lakes and rivers and eating thousands of fresh fruits that John bought or picked in the forest for you.
He also likes the fact that you get scared when you hear the sounds of the forest during the night. Resulting in you snuggling against him, naked body all sticky with the heat of the summer.
"It’s alright baby gurl, no one wants to mess with yer old man."
The sounds keep going so you beg him to look outside. And of course, he gives up to your whims.
He stands up, his recently tanned bare chest glowing under the moonlight. John gets out of the tent, flashlight in one hand. But, you already miss him, wrapping your arms around his ankles.
« Baby, I can’t fight if you keep me trapped. »
« Come back in pa’, it’s scary in there… »
Or, or, or when he makes dinner with whatever he has fished or hunted. He loves to see your pouty-disgusted face at all the blood he is soaked in. And he has this smirk.
« oh poor baby, ye don’t say tha when ye draw blood from me biting me to the bone » « com’on puppy, ye need protein to get big, ye want to stay this little forever?»
18+ mdni robby giving his sweet lil gf cum like it’s warm milk when you cant fall asleep :(( he has you in his lap on the sofa and is rubbing your back with the tv on low… you keep squirming and won’t settle down so he coaxes you to lay down beside him with your head on his thigh… he pulls out his cock n taps it against your lips, coos when you part them and let him slide his head inside, “that’s a good girl. let daddy feed you his cum” lets you suckle his tip while he fondles his heavy balls n strokes the rest of his shaft, occasionally lifts his hips to thrust further into the heat of your mouth… his other hand goes from petting your head to holding you down when he’s about to cum, n he groans out “aaattagirl. drink up, sweetheart” as he spills onto your tongue n you swallow it all eagerly
afterwards you crawl back into his lap and fall right asleep feeling all warm n full <33
You lay sprawled on the living room floor, your top rucked up under your arms and your shorts shoved low on your hips. He stood over you with the half-full bottle of vodka in his hand.
"here drink it, kitty" he ordered, tilting the bottle to your lips. You shook your head weakly at first, but he gripped your jaw and poured. Vodka spilled over your tongue and down your chin. You coughed and swallowed, then he forced more until the bottle was empty and your eyes had gone glassy.
"not gonna use your little paws at me, kitty? yeah, poor baby doesn't even know what's going on" he murmured, watching your body soften. Your limbs grew heavy and pliant. You blinked slowly, mouth slack, completely limp beneath him.
He rolled you onto your back and pulled your shorts and panties off in one motion. Your pussy was already bare and smooth. He spread your thighs wide, exposing you completely. You made a small sound but didn't resist.
He freed his cock, already hard, and rubbed the head through your folds. "she gets so leaky even when drunk, kitty... gosh baby what am i even gonna do with you?" You were warm and soft as he pushed inside without resistance. Your walls clenched once around him, then gave way as he sank his fat cock to the hilt.
"can barely fuckin' fit in.. shiiit— relax, kittyy" he groaned, gripping your hips. He started pounding, rough and deep at first, then harder. Your body rocked with every stroke, tits bouncing under your pulled-up top. You let soft moans and whines as he moves inside you. Wet sounds filled the room as he fucked into your limp form.
He leaned down, sucking one nipple into his mouth while his hips snapped forward. You whimpered faintly, eyes half-open but unfocused. He pulled out, flipped you onto your stomach, and shoved back in from behind. Your ass jiggled with every thrust as he pounded you, gosh he was so sick for using your body for his pleasure but It made him thrust into you deeper.
"such a good kitty, don't worry dad'll pump you full with his milk.." he growled, reaching under to rub your clit with his thumb. Your pussy fluttered around him, slick and dripping. He kept going until he flooded your insides with cum, filling you until it leaked out around his cock.
He stayed buried inside you, rocking gently as the last pulses faded, your pliant body still warm and open still whimpering for more beneath him.
a/n: please reblog, comment and like. follow for more filth ! get added to my Taglist.
Jack using Robby's bunnygf !
tw: dark content, smut, dubcon, fingering.
"Oh honey.. 's okay you're fine, bunny.” Robby pats your head, long rough fingers brushing through your hair. Your hands were tied to the bed, tight rope leaving light red marks on you. You had zero sense of your surrounding at the moment. Everything around you was a bit blurry, you felt soft and drowsy. Eyes drooping down, you were trying your best to stay awake.
Robby and jack’s voices fill up your head as they look down at you. Jack had you all naked on the bed, about which Robby was feeling a bit guilty— “I don’t know.. this feel's wrong, She’s such a sweet girl..” His eyes traces jack who was standing next to him near the bed. He rubs his forehead before giving him the look.
“Don’t stress, old man. I’m not gonna hurt your little bunny. Just wanna check, alrigh'?” He reassures Robby with a cocky smirk on his face before he sits down on the bed between your legs, parting them apart with his knees.
“look at that, she so fuckin’ wet.. such a gross bunny you have, Robby” Jack murmurs while pressing his fingers on your puffy and leaky cunt, Juices coating on his finger between your wet folds.
Robby was adjusting his straining cock through his pant at the sight, Precum sticking his underwear as Jack teases him about you. “Just get done with it already. You're not shoving your cock in her— not with her like this, anyways.” He bites his tongue, trying not to sound too jealous as jack does his inspection. He rubs his palm on his beard before tilting his head look down at you.
You were whimpering and licking your lips as Jack stretches your cunt with his fingers. “fuck— She’s so tight, How do you even manage to get your dick to fit in?” Jack continues to do his work, pumping your little cunt full with two of his thick fingers.
“That’s none of your fuckin' business, You should thank me that I’m even letting you touch her.” Robby spats and rolls his eyes at how jack’s palming his hard dick through his pants. Jack’s fingers pound into you, drawing you closer to cumming. Your loud drowsy moan fill the room when his fingers hit that sweet spot inside.
“Don't get jealous now. Look, how good she’s sucking my fingers” He spits down on your clit, rubbing your bud with his thumb, making you wither in pleasure. You coat his fingers with your cum leaking down on his palm.
Robby was standing there, biting his lips to suppress groaning at your whimpers. His leaky red tip getting rubbed on his underwear cloth as he moved a little. “God, that’s enough for today, get your fingers out of her right now.” He panted as jack gets off the bed licking his fingers clean before getting back to him, standing next to him with his arms folded.
Both men stand there with their dicks painfully hard in their pants, eyeing down your sweet limp body on the bed before Jack speaks up— “We’re sharing, I need that sweet bunny cunt.”
a/n: please reblog, comment and like. follow for more filth ! get added to my Taglist.
Taglist: @wolfydollie @xaliannix @kkatnapp
toxic!robby who is suuuch a manwhore n gets off on denying u :((
he literally treats u like just a pretty face to cum on, not even giving u what u want after!!! he's such a meanie </3
n he's soooo condescending! when ur pawing at his meaty thighs, begging for some kind of stimulation from him, he'll just sigh n pretend like he's giving it a lot of thought, rubbing his chin n everything, then finally shoving his boot between ur slick thighs,,
"maybe if you cum like this, daddy'll finally treat you to his cock, hm?" he'll say, winking n chuckling like somethings funny!!!
as if you're not crying n mouthing at him like u'll die if ur sweet cunt doesn't get filled up soon :((
"alrigh' I'll see you later, honey " jack pushes the car keys into his pocket before looking up at you standing by the door and pressing a sweet goodbye kiss on your lips like he does ever other morning before leaving for work, but as soon as he broke the kiss, you turned around and wiped it off with the back of your hand— and god he noticed. He was so confused, looking at you with his wide eyes, slightly furrowed brows, tilting his head at you. gosh he looked so much like a sad puppy right now who just got denied a pat on their head. That old man's heart was broken at his baby wiping his kiss off but he soon realizes this is yet another one of your stupid 'Tik-Tok pranks', So what he does next is that he cupped your cheeks with his hand, squishing them between his rough fingers. Making your lips form a plump pout, Opening your mouth nice for him before catching your lips with his teeth and demanding a rough kiss, his tongue deep in your mouth, lapping up your insides while having a rough grip on your chin. He could've ended it here but no being the gross pervy man he is, he ends up spitting a thick glob of his saliva in your mouth as if making a statement before letting you go—"Don't you dare to pull that shi on me again, sweetheart or It'll be worse."
robby making puppy!reader fetch the things he needs to punish her.
making her bring the vibrator to use when he overstimulates her or even better making her fetch the belt he uses to whip her little butt raw, her bringing it to him with her tail between her legs and her head down and him just going "drop it, you know you asked for this pup" when she reaches him.
18+ mdni THE BELT…. plz…. the first time it happens you’re jumping on him while he cooks, grabbing the ends of his apron and yanking to untie it, nipping at his fingers or trying to lick his face whenever he bends down to rifle through a low cabinet… you’re all wound up n playful and keep ignoring all his warnings and eventually he finally snaps and heaves a heavy sigh and scrubs a frustrated hand down his face
“Alright, that’s it.” He stops what he’s doing and looks at you. “Look at me. Sit.” he points at the floor and waits till you follow the command and focus (mostly) on him, your butt still wiggling with energy. “Go fetch my belt.” You blink at him dumbly. “Belt. Fetch.”
n you sprint off to do it, just happy to have a task and to have robby paying attention to you!! when you come back a few seconds later you skid to a half at his feet n sit so pretty, tail wagging and looking up at him eagerly expecting praise <33 n he scoffs as he puts his hand down below your mouth.
“Drop it.” you release the belt into his palm. you’re panting n practically drooling, expecting a pat on the head and a ‘good dog’. instead he just silently folds the belt into a loop and secures it in his right hand. He draws a circle in the air with his finger. “Turn around, ass up.”
You cock your head at him n your tail starts to slow. He laughs outright, a mean n irritated sound that makes you whine :(( “Yeah, girl, y’know what’s coming now don’t you? Took you a minute.” When you don’t move he reaches down and grabs your hips roughly, spins you right around like it’s nothing— “Turn around.”
by the time he’s done with you your ass is raw, you’re a whimpering mess and there are tears streaming down your cheeks :(( and he just drops the belt onto the floor next to you, the metal buckle clanking as it collides with the tile. he points to his room. “Go put it back.” then mutters to himself as he turns back to the stove. “Doubt I’ll need it for a while.”
next time you’re misbehaving and you’re told to fetch you do it slowly, tail tucked between your legs, and you hesitate to drop it into robby’s palm w sad eyes and a nervous whine :(( “I said drop it. Don’t make this any worse, pup.”