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❀ I only write for Character x Fem!Reader. The sex and gender of the character may be whatever you wish, but Reader must always be AFAB and identifying as a woman.
❀ I only write for characters who have inhabited the House of Spiders. This includes Valencina, Lucio, Lei Heng, Matthias, Kira, Callisto, Albina, Shiomi Yoru, Ryoshu who shall be referred to generally as Yoshihide, Araya, Rien, and Sora.
❀ Content requested can generally include whatever you desire, but there are a few things I absolutely won't write, which are scat, graphic violence towards any pregnant person or very young child, cheating on Reader, and abuse one sidedly perpetrated by Reader. In regards to cheating, I am willing to write the character having an affair with Reader, Reader having an affair with the character, or Reader having an affair behind the character’s back, but I am completely unwilling to write anything about the character having an affair with someone outside of the reader. However, this only applies to the characters I write for, and if you would like a scenario wherein another partner is cheating on Reader and that partner is not part of the pairing, such as a neglectful husband who Reader cheats on with the character, then that is acceptable. I am willing to write toxic or predatory Reader, but since I really prefer doting Reader, I would only be willing to write her being horrible if she was doing so affectionately. For example, I can write Reader coercing (or at least attempting to) a character into sex, but she will only do so by ‘nice’ methods such as persistently asking for sex despite the character’s discomfort and expressing annoyance or disappointment when rejected which pressures them to do it to make her happy. Araya is a special case regarding what I will write for her, as I will not create any romantic or sexual content of her in any form other than Dihui Star, but she may be requested for other types of content.
❀ I accept asks at all times, but requests are different in that you are able to decide what you receive from me. I may respond to ordinary asks with fics at times if I am feeling particularly inspired, but typically, I would respond to them casually and without much depth. Therefore, in order to ensure that you receive exactly what you want, you must state outright that you are requesting a fic with the genre, such as stating you want headcanons or a blurb. If you do not do this, I will likely treat your messages in a more laid back manner, and you may not receive what you were hoping for.
❀ More specificity is always better, but the floor for specificity depends on the type of request. For example, if you requested Character headcanons, I would be able to provide writing on that character's general behavior, but if you requested a oneshot or blurb, you would have to provide a scenario in addition to the character and genre of the fic, as this type of content requires a plotline.
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Written Works:
❀ Headcanons:
╰─▸ Lei Heng vs. Valencina; Is It Love or Pride?
╰─▸ Valencina's Insincere Love
╰─▸ Lucio's Corruption
╰─▸ Possessiveness Ranking of I6TF
╰─▸ Callisto’s Attitude Towards Sex
╰─▸ Nursefathers' Aging and Appearances
╰─▸ Enabling Valencina's Alcoholism
╰─▸ Shiomi Yoru As a Partner
❀ Blurbs:
╰─▸ College AU Rien as Your Toxic Ex Boyfriend
╰─▸ The Reason Why Lucio Remains Faithfully by Valencina's Side
For my anons who requested the college AU with Rien and Shiomi Yoru and the one who requested stuff on which Nursefathers are most likely to kidnap you and how much sex they likely have with you I need you guys to send stuff on the genre of fic (headcanon/ranking, blurb, or one shot) you want for me to start writing them. Also since the one on kidnapping and how much sex a Nursefather has with you has 2 prompts but I only have one slot left I can only do one of them. I’ll still answer the other in a separate ask but it may not have as much depth such as in my post about how the House of Spiders residents handle vibrators where I just list their ranking without really explaining it
Could I request some sfw and nsfw headcannons of Shiomi Yoru. I’m interested in her relationship with people and sex. Like I’d think she’d be a selfish lover but also gentle to not scare someone off and be abandoned in the hell that’s the house of spiders. Sorry for rambling so much.
Hi there,
I decided to combine asks here not because they’re from the same person but because they both want Shiomi Yoru nsfw headcannons. Will say though not just to the anon but everyone reading this is general that I love hearing other people’s thoughts about the canto 9 cast and I’m happy to receive anything about them so please don’t ever feel the need to apologize for it! If you’re worried about me not agreeing or having any certain reaction to what you have to say then I hope I can make you guys feel comfortable on here because I don’t judge at all!
Shiomi Yoru has a very high amount of resentment fueling her at all times so she would generally be quite spiteful towards you in ways that she is aware are absolutely diabolical and abhorrent but she cannot combat the hatred inside her enough to be able to stop even if she's aware she was in the wrong and feels bad. She is very unlikely to become physically abusive though, and will usually lash out verbally by saying some very misogynistic and victim blaming things seeing you cling to someone or act like you want love since she's a lot more cynical and quite frankly realistic than you in that she is fully aware and has accepted that none of the Nursefathers have any love or kindness to give including to someone like you. Of course she understands why you would want affection in your position and this is where her guilt comes from, but she considering the kind of place the City is and the personalities of the Nursefathers she finds the way you still desperately cling to kindness to be something that holds you down rather than being anything that makes you special or praiseworthy. Ironically though she does somehow find the kindness and affection you can give her comforting since the private moments you share and whatever ways she decides to react are the only things she feels she can still call hers so although she wouldn't ever say 'I love you' even if it was true because she just wasn't ever that kind of person to begin with even before the House of Spiders she would reciprocate your affection a little by doing things for you or by saying things like 'have you eaten yet'. She's a very cold type and you probably don't feel like she loves you so much as you know that she does by her way of handling you if that makes sense. The closest thing to a moment of affection between you two would probably be if you asked her why she hated you and she replied honestly by saying that it's because someone like you is what makes it hardest to escape the web of the House of Spiders or something like that (this lowkey spoilers for I6TF because she has a lot to say about Reader's behavior despite being dead before the fics even take place and this is will come up again)
In contrast I think Yoru is a rather chaste and demure person regarding sex. Although originally I think she would've been a passionate and attentive lover due to how her body has been violated in the House of Spiders I think she would be a lot more guarded with her body and she would mainly do it as a way of being in control of herself and her life again. She kind of just wants you to lay there like a dead fish but she would really like some gentle holding and moaning from you as well since she doesn't want to feel like she's assaulting you which you just being there quietly may make her feel like. She definitely prefers to dom but she probably takes a long while to warm up to penetrative sex and when she does she would be the one bringing it up and she would want to penetrate you before she ever even thinks of letting you do it to her and honestly she may just outright die before she ever bottoms let alone subs for you. The stuff she initially tries to warm herself up to feel comfortable approaching penetrative sex would also only be extremely reserved things like rubbing each other and kissing and this is the extent of the foreplay for the first while. It's only after she's gotten used to penetrative sex which she would probably only want to do missionary in for a while that she starts to do things like fingering each other and eating each other out since now she's getting curious about other positions and stuff and she wants to make sure you're well prepared so that nothing horrible happens during sex. I think missionary may stay her favorite though but generally she grows to favor positions where you can see her face as she gets more comfortable with you. Don’t look too much at her body though because she hates the way it looks. I will say that although she is so guarded though since she is in a state of high alert due to her anxiousness during the act she is very mindful of your reaction during it and will stop if you appear to be uncomfortable or in pain but keep I will also add that if it is her who notices it without you saying something about it she will get annoyed and upset with you and tell you off for being so easily accepting of being abused. This actually contributes to her still being an attentive lover in a way despite the circumstances since although sex happens on her terms and she is doing it for her own sake she wouldn't want it to be as traumatic for you as it was for her when she had her own bodily autonomy violated although she still wouldn't praise you during it or say any nice things. She learns what makes you feel good somewhat quickly and uses the knowledge well. I also want to add I don’t think she hates the idea of sex toys but she doesn’t really have access to them in the House of Spiders and even if she were outside it it would take her a long time to consider using them. She would probably still prefer not to use them in general though since she likes everything to be a very hands on and involved experience. Physically I think the sex tends to feel good for you but mentally it might not be a super fun experience considering it's kind of tense and emotions can get quite raw. Definitely not the worst sex you could have in the House of Spiders though
Hey which people in the house of spiders are most likely able to keep a vibrator in them all day? I bet Kira and Matthias don’t last an hour.
Hi there,
For the sake of this ask we're gonna assume that Reader put the vibrator there and asked them to keep it in all day without cumming because these circumstances very much effect how the character reacts to and handles the vibrator. Callisto exempted for smoothness and Fascia is in the place of Albina because I believe that Albina fed all of her body to Fascia. From most to least I'm thinking Rien > Valencina > Shiomi Yoru > Sora > Fascia > Ren > Lucio > Kira > Matthias
Order might look a little wack but that you asked them to is doing a lot of heavy lifting here in combination with their personalities and backgrounds
Sorry for the late reply having some complications in life and Tumblr rn. I think this kind of breaks the timeline from what I know of G Corp. and the augmentations but if Reader was captured by the Thumb and was demoted to housewife I think Yoshihide/Ryoshu’s appearance still looks mostly human considering that the baby inside you was edited to contain only Shiomi Yoru’s DNA with just the maturity cycle of Yoshihide being affected by you being a bug
Reader herself might have a bigger change though in behavior though considering that this would be a vastly different situation that would affect her outlook on the world and how she raises Yoshihide
heya there!!! I love your friggin writing so much…. Could I ask for headcannons with Valencina who’s like abusive ( drinking wise since she drinks… ) with a reader who does nottttt care and still stays with her??? ty!!!
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Hi there,
Thank you so much for your kindness, it makes me really happy!
This is another scenario that I think depends a lot on the timing of you getting together with her. I’ve stated I feel like a lot by now that her getting together with you of her own accord before her bad habits started to develop leads to her being extremely possessive of but pampering you like some sort of really valuable object. As she falls to alcohol addiction she would push you to drink with her and life slowly starts feeling like you’re some sort of olden day aristocrat indulging in drink and games meanwhile there’s people starving outside of your mansion’s walls but considering your personality you probably love her too much to protest it and end up developing a crippling alcohol addiction too. It doesn’t help that I think this Valencina acts very differently towards you when drunk. She’s still very scary but it’s more so that she’s suffocatingly jealous and paranoid than that she’s violently abusive. She absolutely won’t let you out of her sight and will only go to sleep if you’re wrapped so tight in her arms you won’t be able to leave without waking her. If she passes out, she’ll wake up in a complete panic over where you are and why you aren’t with her later on. She will cling to you incessantly when she’s awake too, interrogating you because she’s feeling jealous for whatever reason and then switching to asking you if you hate her over and over and finally praising you for being such a good girl when you’ve appeased her. She also becomes a lot more violent to others when she’s drunk in this state since she doesn’t take her anger out on you like that and she gets pent up from worrying about you. She will also randomly have moments of clarity where she feels bad about leading you to become an alcoholic like her but in those cases she usually just wants you to read her mind and be affectionate towards her to feel better. Overall your health and mood go down in this case considering the affects of alcoholism on the body but at least Valencina continues to be nice to you although she does do a bit of self sabotaging with how much she gets jealous and angry for imagined reasons
In the other scenario wherein you get together with her after she starts to degrade morally then it’s a very different story. I feel like I’ve gone over this a lot too but in this case Valencina feels the need to abuse you in order to reestablish her power and make herself feel worth something. Therefore, although I think she’d be very pleased to see how compliant you are, she still would want to hurt you. She needs to hurt you to make sure you but really she doesn’t ever forget that she’s above you and think that you are anything in her presence. In this case she still forces you to drink since she wants to see you ruin yourself for her to show how much influence she has over you. Making you not only do something you normally wouldn’t, but making you do something that makes you weak and vulnerable to her (since you’re less coordinated and your brain doesn’t work as well when drunk) makes her feel more powerful. She doesn’t do this to you nearly as much as she would if she openly loved you though. The her that violently abuses you views drinking together as a punishment, while the her that holds you views drinking together as a way of bonding. Therefore, violent her only uses it when she needs to blow off steam or you did something wrong in her eyes, while affectionate her wants to do it all the time because you’re her woman so of course she wants to spend all her time with you and giving you high quality and expensive drinks to show you she loves you and will give you everything you could ever want. A lot colder and she will often degrade and mock you for your weakness as well as throw in some misogynistic comments about how it’s in your nature though you consume a lot less alcohol which is probably better for your body. Granted the stress and trauma of being hit and insulted so much also has a bad effect and you may end up developing alcoholism anyway from it
I think old woman x old woman is probably one of my favorites too so I get it. Do you have a specific age hc/appearance hc for the Nursefathers?
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Hi there,
Personally I hc all the Nursefathers to be somewhere in the 50s to 60s but I don’t have too much on exact ages and appearances.
Valencina in my opinion is mid 50s. She’s really active due to how devoted she is to her sword skills so she manages to remain very well muscled despite her constant drinking and overall unhealthy lifestyle. Her breasts have sagged with time but since she has a very built layer of muscle under it isn’t has noticeable. She used to really take care of her appearance during her glory days but now she neglects herself which is why she always has her hair and clothes a bit messy
Matthias I think is late 60s. He had very noticeable wrinkles even when Yoshihide was born so I got the impression he was older than the others and considering his man child behaviors I think it fits him to ironically be the oldest. In addition to the tattoos he probably also has scars everywhere from vengeances and also the fight with his Great Siblings. Somehow maintains a scarily muscular build despite a horrible diet and hobbies that don’t involve exercise
Callisto I hc as early 60s. I admittedly have less on him than I do the others but he seems to be pretty settled and content in his life somehow. Has made it through the general period in which a mid life crisis would occur. Regarding his appearance I feel that there isn’t much for me to say considering that he mostly wears prosthetics but I think it would be fun if he sometimes changed his makeup or maybe did it with you as a way of bonding. He also tends to be completely smooth but I think he can equip dicks. Prior to changing his body out for prosthetics I imagine he probably had a long braid like the Hong Lu ID of him has and was an elegant looking man without a lot of muscle
I think Yoru is late 50s, probably like 57ish in my opinion. Considering the themes of her story and how 30 is often referred to as the ‘expiration date’ for women I think it’s a fitting age for her to enter the House of Spiders and be forced to mother a child against her will. I think she probably took good care of herself and lived a healthy style until this point so she looked pretty youthful and lively but after entering the House of Spiders things were quickly went downhill. She’s aging very gracefully though thanks to that portion of her life when she was happy and healthy so the vast majority of visible changes to her body are from the child like stretch marks and sagging breasts (if she didn’t birth the child imagine whatever things happened to retrieve her DNA for Yoshihide did this to her). I think she also has visible blue veins in her breasts
Rien is early 50s to me. He’s kind of like a porcelain doll in that not only is his face perfect but it is also completely untouched by time. You will never catch this man being sick, using the bathroom, or with even a single hair out of place. He has a perfectly proportioned slender but muscled body and his hair is extremely soft and shiny so it’s very clearly well taken care of but you’re not sure by who because you’ve never seen him do anything to make it so well taken care of. His features are all fine and delicate almost like an angel so it feels like Hermes really did hand make this man
Not feeling too well so I’m about to go offline but before that I just wanted to put out a little post to say thank you all for 50 followers! I have to take a look at how many requests I have stacked in my inbox since I’m hoping to get a couple more done in the next few days but I’m going to open 5 more slots for anyone interested! Rules are in my pinned as always and thank you all for the support! 💕
Hello! I'm not sure if you accept wlw pairings, but if it's possible, could you write something about fem!reader x Valencina?
Where reader is basically forced to get drunk with Valencina and she fucks her rough and stupid? Multiple orgasms and bdsm too if that's fine.
Please, and thank you for your time!
Hi there,
Yes, any sort of pairing sexuality wise is fine as long as Reader is still female! I don’t mind it even if you’d want to genderbend all the male characters to be wlw with Reader, although keep in mind that does slightly alter dialogue and such since they would’ve experienced life differently. In any case, I hope you enjoy this and it was worth the wait! 😊
I Saw a Play - Yandere Limbus Company x Fem!Reader
Pairing is Valencina x Fem!Reader.
MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.
Tw: Noncon, abuse, asphyxiation, dacryphilia bdsm, misogyny, slut shaming, Stockholm syndrome
You passed through the doorway in a hurried flurry, stopping just short of the red velvet armchair with a smoothed air and bowed head. Whether it was mere incompetence or insubordination, the end result was the same. You had failed to obey the orders that were imparted upon you, and for that, you would have to atone.
"The hell have you been fucking around, Whore? You—"
Valencina paused in her sneer as she cast her gaze upon your face.
"You look like shit! Did you get mauled by a bear?"
You winced.
"There was—"
"No, before that, give me a cup. You did get the right stuff at least?"
"Y—yes, Valencina."
You winced, retrieving a screw from beneath the counter to yank the cork from the bottle before pulling a glass off from the decorated shelf and pouring the liquor inside. This scenario, at least, you had been practiced in again and again, so despite your shaking hands, you did not spill like you were sure Valencina had been expecting from the way her gaze was scrutinizing your trembling grip. She huffed as you presented the pristine glass to her, served perfectly in accordance to her preference, and in one swig, drained the glass entirely down her throat. She sighed with relief as the burn spread throughout her chest.
“Alright, out with it. What kind of shit did you get yourself into?”
“A fight broke out in the liquor store. The cashier was also caught in it, so it was difficult to make the purchase.”
“…And that’s why you’re looking so fucked up too.”
“Yes, Valencina.”
She sighed again, though this time in frustration as she pinched her nose bridge.
“…Hah. Looks like I should've sent you the Textbook after all. Although you did well not to take after his example when it came to the bottle...you really can't handle yourself on your own, huh?"
"I'm sorry, Valencina."
Accompanied by a bowed head, another glass came into her gloved hand. Again, the whiskey eagerly sloshed down her throat.
"Come here, Whore."
You paused. Should you...strip?
"Now, Whore. Come on."
Valencina patted the seat beside her. Carefully, you obeyed, plopping down next to her. She then handed you the glass again.
"I'm feeling nostalgic now. You have a couple cups too."
You tensed, gut churning.
"This is...the only bottle that was available."
Valencina's eyes narrowed, exasperation pooling in them.
"...Best be grateful then, Whore."
"...I am, Valencina. Thank you."
You poured yourself a cup, tilting it into your mouth.
"Good?"
Valencina raised a brow.
"...Yes."
It tasted terrible. The liquor mixed with the blood in your mouth that was leaking from a wound she'd given you just the day before, and it burned as it went down your esophagus. You felt nausea rush over you in waves as you averted your gaze from Valencina's scrutinizing one to pour her a shot, afraid she would see through you. Still, you swallowed obediently and subdued your disgust even as your stomach tightened and your body tensed.
"Good. Strip, then."
She took the cup with a leisurely gait once it'd been refilled as you moved to comply. She drank it down without comment, satisfied with your subservience. Once it'd been emptied, she turned back to you, already exasperated gaze sharpening into the look of contempt as it landed upon your bared body.
"...The hell is this...?"
"They are the injuries I sustained at the liquor store, Val—"
"I know that, you slow bitch! I mean 'the hell is this supposed to mean'?! Did you really whore yourself out while you were out there?!"
"No, Valencina—"
The back of her hand struck against your face, causing you to go tumbling into the cushions of the seat with a yelp.
"Then how else did you get all these, huh?! You should know better than to let someone else touch what doesn't belong to them! Why would you let someone put all these on you?!"
"I'm sorry, Valencina...!"
"Damn right you are! A sorry excuse for a woman, not even able to keep this place stocked while I'm busy busting my ass all day trying to get all this bullshit in order, keeping me waiting the one time I ask my wife to take care of shit, and now even coming back shamelessly with the evidence of someone else's hands on you! Though, I guess getting fucked is the only thing you're good for, isn't it?!"
Suddenly, she rose from the seat and slammed her hand on the table. You feared the glass would shatter for a moment, yet, perhaps cushioned by the leather encasing her hand, it remained unfounded. Thus, unperturbed, she hastily reached for her belt, roughly pulling it from the loops of her pants. Face pale, you stood meekly with your back slouched in an attempt to make yourself smaller and less targetable by her fierce gaze as you poured another shot, hoping that if she drank a little more, you would at least be spared the full brunt of her fists. She smashed your face into the table as you did so, glass jumping to spill its amber contents onto you.
"Ass up, Whore! Did you go stupid out there?!"
Perhaps it was due to the high alcohol content, but with just the little amount you consumed, you already felt a bit disoriented, your wits dulled. Still, your instinct remained, guiding you to obey as Valencina yanked the thick leather strap of her belt taut, the abrasive scrape lingering in the air wringing a wince from you.
"I told you, 40 minutes round trip to the nearest liquor store, and 10 minutes in checkout. Shit, I even gave you an extra 10 because I was feeling generous, and how do you repay me?"
Leather hissed through the air ended in a sharp, stinging crack against your bare ass, leaving a tender welt on it. An ache like fire spread throughout, the shock from which stealing your breath in a way that left you paralyzed until you, slowly steeling yourself to the sensation, grit your teeth and hung your head low.
"By fucking around on my time letting yourself get used!"
Your face contorted as the sharp snap of leather cut through the air, belt buckle biting your ass in a blunt, heavy strike. The sudden, searing sting felt like a branding iron. Thickly, you swallowed your cries as tears welled up in your eyes.
"Do you think that just because I've lost my rank you can look down on me now?! That you get to stand me up?!"
The lashings came in a flurry, tender welts on your ass building up in initial soreness until, eventually, the throbbing hot flesh began to numb itself.
"Fuck!"
You fought the urge to jolt upright in response to Valencina's cursing, for you knew that adjustment without her approval would earn you further flogging. Her aching hand snatched up the bottle left aside on the table, presumably to slam the liquor down in rapid chugs if the droplets dripping down your back and ass were anything to go by. You stiffened when you felt her tongue roughly run up the liquid trail, earning yourself a heavy handed smack that had you hissing. Harshly, she grabbed you up by your hair and threw you on the table again, on your back this time.
"Stop moving, you stupid bitch! You can't get out of this even if you struggle!"
"I—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...!"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear more of your shitty whining!"
Suddenly, a blunt, heavy impact slammed into your stomach, crushing its contents. Your diaphragm spasming, you abruptly lost your breath, staggering to the side. Feeling bile rise up your throat, you used what little strength you had to push over to the edge of the fine wood, emptying your intestines onto the luxurious red carpet.
“Hah…you really are a spoiled bitch, aren’t you? Do you know how much that is?! It’s enough that you could never be able to pay it back even if you worked at it for the rest of your life!”
Valencina dragged you back again, now pinning you to the table. The rigid wood bit into the rawness of your rear.
“Open up. I’ll give you something else until you can earn the right to drink that kind of liquor again.”
You trembled as Valencina plucked the lit cigar from her mouth after taking one final huff, hovering the blazing amber end above your face. Still, you parted your lips, obedient to her whims even over your terror. You convulsed at the pain that the burning paper shot through you, but the crushing weight of her hand on your sternum kept you secure. Providentially, the alcohol was not so strong that the remnants lingering in your mouth were enough to ignite when joined with even such heat.
You were struck again.
"Again now. Show me your appreciation this time."
The handprint on your face was already blooming red with a sting so hot you found yourself in a daze. Fortunately, she held the liquor bottle out for you, making clear her intent. Rapid blinks afforded you the clarity to sit up, taking the it with shaky hands as you tipped bottle into your mouth. The flavor of tobacco branding your taste buds was horrible, but since it was something she had given you, you would savor it still until your tongue could no longer receive it.
"Th—thank you. For...allowing me this honor. Drinking with you. I'm so...very happy."
She seemed satisfied with that.
"Good. Now, go get my gear."
Deliberately letting the strength drain from her posture, Valencina sent herself reclining on the couch. She relaxed into a pile of loose limbs, now relieved of the effort she put into proper presentation as you corked the bottle and set it down before helping yourself off the table. Slowly, you trotted over to Valencina's bedroom, where she kept all her equipment, and picked out a phallus shaped silicone painted perfectly to mimic the flush of a hardened cock, attached to a black harness.
Stepping back into the lounge, you tottered over to the couch, where the flat of Valencina's ivory palm slammed against your jaw. Your coordination inhibited by your inebriation, you crumbled beneath the weight of the blow, stumbling backwards where you were luckily met with cushions rather than wooden floors whose rigidity was not concealed well even by its carpet dressing. Roughly, she tugged off the loose ribbon from around her neck, wrapping it around your wrists and, ironically, your neck, before pulling it into knots.
“You stupid bitch! Who do you think you are?!”
Mounting you, Valencina poured a rain of fists down on you, littering your face in bruises as you cried and begged.
"S—sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Please have mercy on me!"
"You're one audacious bitch, aren't you? Mercy? On a dumb slut like you?! That I let you live in this house is mercy! That I feed you, clothe you, keep you clean...that's mercy! Tell me, do you really think that you...someone like you, can survive on your own?! Huh?!"
"I—I'm sorry, please...I didn't mean to make you upset!"
You weren't sure how much time had passed, but eventually, the power behind Valencina's strikes seemed to subside as she reclined into the couch, seeking its comfort. After several moments, you dared to speak.
"V—Valencina...the hands..."
"What? You complaining?"
"N—no, I...your hands...can I see them?"
Valencina sighed as she removed her gloves. Although you struggled for a long moment, you managed to sit upright again to cast your gaze down upon her now bare palms. They were red and surely radiating warmth from the repetitive trauma of slamming those palms into you. You frowned at the sight of them.
"...Why did you hit me?"
"Because you left me."
Your eyes widened. In this state of inhibition, you didn't expect her sharp enough to register a lowly whispered question, though you supposed you should be grateful for her condition since it is what permits your communication.
"Th—that...it's a misunderstanding. I just went to get the equipment...so we could make love. A—as you asked me to."
“Don’t lie! I don’t—”
Valencina cast her gaze to the floor, where the item had laid since you were sent tumbling from Valencina's punch.
"…Ah, I don’t care about explanations. You must’ve thought to leave if you took that long."
Grunting, she bent down to grab it still. As she did so, her drunken gaze dropping, she found herself fixing her focus to the slick junction between your thighs. Rather than drying you up, your terror instead had you awaiting intrusion. Intoxicated, she could not resist the intimate flesh that seemed to glisten with invitation.
“…Alright, let’s do it. Let’s make love.”
Valencina ripped her shirt over her head and shedded her pants to wrestle the harness securely into place around her hips and pelvis. She grabbed onto your thighs to pull your legs wide enough that she could tug the folds between them down against the dildo. It glided into your wet heat slowly, allowing her to relish in the shaking of your frame and the way your whimpers changed pitch with every inch. She let her eyes flutter shut when the sound of a soft whine graced her ears, a shiver of pleasure racing down her spine.
She could feel the silicone cock pressing against something soft and yielding inside you, sending a jolt of excitement through her inebriated body. She stopped for a moment to bask in the quiver of your heat before shifting her hips in an experimental roll. Seeing your back arch off the mattress at the friction, she hummed, a satisfied sound, before pushing deeper, slowly grinding the tip against that sensitive spot while the her fingers traced down to rub lazy circles over your clit.
Her hips began to move in shallow thrusts, each mewl she drew out from you sent straight to her core. It made her feel powerful and hollow all at once. In response, Valencina was quick to abandon her restraint.
“…Hah…you can take more than that.”
The pace shifted from a torturous grind to a deep, steady rhythm that had the silicone cock bullying your cervix with every snap of her hips. Your thighs were trembling now, legs shaking around her hips. The squeal that rang out from your lips made her smirk as it echoed loudly through the halls. She didn’t let up, only snapping her hips forward harder to force out more of those sweet noises from you.
“Agh…! Valencina…!”
“Mm…yeah?”
Valencina groaned, her own breath catching as she fucked deeper.
“Say my name again.”
“Ah…Valencina…please…kiss…!”
Valencina’s hips stuttered for a moment as she pondered your request, considering your flushed, tear-stained face.
“Greedy little whore.”
She acquiesced, despite her slurring.
The taste was instantly repulsive, as a thick layer of charred tobacco still coated your tongue from her earlier cruel impulse. The bitter acridness and metallic tang of burned flesh had her jerking her head back as it filled her mouth, her nose wrinkling in disgust as a grimace cracked her expression.
“Fucking hell!”
Suddenly, the slap that cracked across your face had your head knocked sideways, reigniting the sting that still throbbed in your cheek. She loomed over you with a heaving chest and eyes of uninhibited irritation as you laid whimpering. She planted her hand on your throat, squeezing just enough to stop your whines.
“Shut up, stupid slut. You ruined the moment.”
Valencina brutally snapped her hips forward, smashing the blunt end unforgivingly into your cervix. Your body jolted at the force, toes curling as the cock head bullied its way against the aching entrance of your womb. Her hand only tightened with each choked gasp she squeezed out of you.
Chokes turned to wheezes as your skin darkened from a flushed pink to a worrisome purple. Even as she felt your pulse flutter from beneath her fingers, she enjoyed the way she felt your body begin to go slack. Just as the edges of your vision began to fill with black spots, however, she abruptly released you, so that air may rush back into your lungs with desperate gasps. You coughed and sputtered as it did, but she did not keep that hand unoccupied for long, yanking back a fistful of your hair before you could even recover.
“Pathetic whore.”
Valencina spat at you with a voice thick with disgust and desire. She released you only for a new cigar, pausing to light it and take a slow drag. She blew the smoke directly into your face before leaning down to press a hot kiss mark on your neck.
“…Hah. You know, Whore, I’ve been wondering…do you think you’re safe with me? That you’re indispensable?”
…
That made you pause.
“Wh—what…?”
“You come home late. You make me wait. You ruin my night.
“V—Valencina, I’m sorry—“
You shrieked as she pressed the cigar tip on your abdomen. The skin blistered and blackened under the heat, the fresh scent of burning flesh filling the air. She held it there still, cold amusement washing over her as she watched you thrash around in agony. The knot tight against your neck choked you every time you struggled. Then, her hips resumed their movement.
“Do you think I love you? That I need you?”
Valencina slammed the silicone cock brutally into your cervix, grinding deep to punish the sweet spot, all the while pressing the tip of the cigar into your thigh. She laughed darkly as you begged, twisting the foot to sear even deeper into your skin.
“N—no, please, I’m sorry!”
“Then do you think of betraying me?”
…
“Huh…?!”
“Come on. Did you? Look at some cute, soft boy who would actually take care of you?!”
“No, Valencina, I would never—“
“You’re lying. Whores always lie. You look at me and dream of someone else. Someone who wouldn’t make you cry.”
She dragged the ember up your thigh, leaving a trail of pain and ruined flesh. You tore your throat apart to cry out a raw and ragged scream. She reveled in it, the sound soothing her drunken rage. Her fingers reached to twist and pinch cruelly at your clit as she ground into you.
“Someone who wouldn’t burn you. Wouldn’t choke you or slap you. Someone sweet. Admit it, Whore. You yearn to be loved!”
…
For a moment, your vision went white hot. Your orgasm ripped through you, bringing your back arching off the couch involuntarily. You cummed hard and messy, tears streaming down your face from the pain and humiliation. Yet Valencina still didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop thrusting through every wave, her fingers remaining cruel on your clit.
You let out a desperate gasp, twitching violently underneath her. Valencina merely grinned.
…
“…I—I…only…love…you, Valencina…!”
She paused for a moment.
“…That’s a damn shame. Wanting things you can’t have…means you've forgotten what you are.”
You jerked violently as she pressed the ember of her cigar into the plush mound of your bosom, making you shriek. Although it had finally been snubbed out against your skin, Valencina continued to drag the spent cigar across your chest, leaving a thin, red trail. She spread the burned flesh with her fingers, smearing the blood and ash all over your breast before leaning down to capture the ruined peak in her mouth. You yelped when she bit down hard, just shy of drawing blood.
She rolled the injured nipple between her teeth, then she released it with a wet pop to admire her work in satisfaction. You were swollen all over, purple from her hands and blistered from her cigar. She resumed the relentless rhythm of her hips, driving the toy deep into your still sensitive core despite the post orgasm tremors wrecking your body.
"...Hah. You're just a whore. You don't get to dream. You don't get to want better. You belong to me. Every inch, every hole, every tear...I decide what happens to you."
Valencina brutally hammered into you with enough force to make your whole body shake. You screamed, walls contracting around the strap-on in a futile attempt to push it out. She smirked cruelly at that, pushing deeper to grind against the most raw, swollen spot inside you. White hot shocks fired rapidly between your nerves, yet you could do was helplessly struggle against your restraints. In response, Valencina had harshly yanked on the fabric to partially cut off your air flow.
"Don't struggle."
…
You sobbed. She chuckled.
"Saves you the energy for screaming."
The ribbon around your neck strangled out any sounds that came from your desperate cries of open mouthed agony, leaving you wheezing and gasping pathetically. Your vision began to swim once more as she relentlessly crushed your cervix. Her fingers trailed up again to pinch and rub at your swollen clit all the while.
She could feel your body tense beneath her touch, coiling like a spring ready to snap. Although your gaze was unfocused, Valencina could clearly make out the pupils blown wide and hitched breath that were telltale signs of your incoming climax. They made Valencina's own arousal spike.
Your body spasmed violently as your pussy gushed around the silicone cock, spraying Valencina's hips and the cushions that cradled you in your release. Then, face a terrifying shade of purple-blue, your body finally went slack as your eyes rolled back. Valencina released you then.
You were brutally jolted back into consciousness by the vicious smack of a palm against your face. You choked and gasped initially before drool began to dribble from the corner of your mouth. Your eyes became unfocused and glassy as you gagged, trying to drag air into your still burning lungs.
"Stay awake, whore. You said you only love me, so stay with me."
You weren't sure how much time had passed, but she had settled on you chest to chest now. It hurt, especially as it irritated the still screaming nerves on your breasts that reeling from the burns she inflicted, but it was warm.
"Y—yeah...I love you, Valencina...I love you."
She ran her fingers lazily through your sweat slick hair as her other hand found your throat.
"Now tell me...who do you belong to?"
"You, Valencina."
She smirked as she resumed the movement of her hips. The friction inside your raw, overused channel felt like sandpaper now as the stiff silicone dragged your delicate, swollen flesh in waves. Every movement sent jagged shocks through your bruised cervix, the deliberate rolls of her hips having you ache agonizingly. Yet, seeing as she did not squeeze your neck through that, you used the air she allowed you to whimper, gasp, and beg. Thus, she cooed at you with a grin.
"Shh...I know it hurts."
"…Sorry, sorry...I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. Just take it."
She murmured lowly into your ear, the rhythm of her hips never faltering. The thrusts were slow and deep, ensuring that the silicone shaft would thoroughly dragged against every nerve ending inside you. Your overstimulated clit twitched now with just the air between you. She leaned up to press a kiss to your forehead that felt like a brand. You clenched around her in a way that told her your end was already mounting.
Before it could even be acknowledged, you cried out, your vision whiting out. Your oversensitive pussy was spasming around her again, painfully anchoring the strap-on inside you. The final orgasm was violent and draining, your body seizing as it sprayed the silicone cock and Valencina’s thighs with the last of your fluids, before leaving you limp and your chest heaving for air.
Slowly, she withdrew from your boneless body. You whined as she did, weak and pathetic. So, once she’d discarded the harness, she’d collapsing beside you.
"Hah...did it feel that good?"
"…Yeah."
It felt good being Valencina's.
She stroked aside the damp strands of your hair sticking to your forehead to press another kiss to it.
Rien asking you what you look for in a partner and then kidnapping you when you say personality because now he knows you’re gonna leave him one day otherwise
Expanding on the ‘don’t fuck your mother’ warnings Valencina issues her sons Valencina is that much scum that not only does she think her sons are such insanely horny beasts they would fuck their mama the second they’re alone with her with or without consent but she would also probably deliberately place attractive women in their presence so that your sons noncon those women instead of you because she truly does not care what happens to anyone except for you when you are her precious gem dearest most beloved wife
