Credits for this idea go to @/queenevie they posted the idea on a discord a while ago and with their permission I'm writing it! And @/birbbyblue gave me the idea for the start!
Tw choking, being degraded, dubcon (if you squint), breeding kink
When people said it would be hard to get past Sam, the warden of the prison, you knew they weren't lying. But he had picked up every little thing you did. Which led to him patting you down to search for anything you shouldn't have.
This caused you to get nervous, considering you had more than one thing on you that he really wouldn't like. As you stood perfectly still, trying not to appear as nervous as you were while still hiding the items you had.
As he searched you couldn't help but notice he was taking his time. You feel his hand slide along your chest and you go red and turn away. As soon as you turn away he grabs your face, turning your head right back to where it was. He stares down at you, a slight smirk present on his face, "What's wrong darling? Are you nervous? You really shouldn't be if you know you have nothing with you." As he says that, his unused hand dips down to your thigh, squeezing a bit as he continues holding your face and looking in your eyes.
It wasn't much longer until he found what you had been hiding. An enchanted netherite pickaxe. He breaks his gaze away from you to stare at it, before tossing it to the side. You quickly go to stammer out some excuse but you're quickly bent over his desk before you can think of anything.
He lets his hands wander as he asks, "Trying to help the prisoner? Did you really think I wouldn't notice?" As you try to think of a response, he puts his hand lightly around your throat, "I expect you to answer either yes sir or no sir." You rapidly nod before saying quickly, "Yes sir!" He puts more pressure on your throat and sighs, "Such a slut, aren't you?" You're again quick to speak, though with slight difficulty, "Yes sir."
He suddenly lets go of your throat, "Strip, then when you're done, get on my desk." You do exactly what he wants, though a bit slowly. He never was specific about how fast you needed to go.. His impatient groan made you slow down even more before he growls, "If you don't hurry up, you won't be leaving here." Although that didn't sound bad, you decided to listen anyways and speed up. As soon as you were done you get on his desk and he eyes you up and down.
A moment later you feel his fingers enter you and your breath hitches. After a moment, he starts moving his fingers very quickly, hitting all the right spots. You can't help but moan, getting closer to your orgasm before he stops. You go to complain before he pulls down his pants, sliding into you.
"God, my pretty slut, taking me so well." He mumbles in your ear as he starts thrusting. He speeds up as you moan, "Gonna breed you. You'll be full of my babies and you'll really be my slut." He says in your ear, even if he knows you can't have babies. You feel you're so close and he seems to also almost be there, he speeds up more, loudly groaning as you both finish.
He stops as you both finish riding out your highs before asking, "Up for a round two?"














