Breaking the Assistant (𝟭𝟴+)
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Rated: NSFW
Genre: Kisaki Tetta x Fem!Reader
TW: Dark Content, Noncon, Dubcon, Mind break, Drugging, Drug Use, toy use, anal toys, anal sex, use of word "cunt", slight knife play, kidnapping (reference), being held hostage/prisoner, skull fucking, forced orgasms, gunplay, threatening with a gun, spitting, threatening, name-calling (slut, whore, bitch, pet, etc), Stockholm, Noncon filming, noncon photography, exhibitionism, breeding, facials, degrading, mild praise, forced submission, fingering cum back inside, spanking, m!masturbation, vouyerism, toxic mindset, slight aftercare, f! masturbation, pussy slapping, squirting, creampie, Dom!Kisaki, Sub!Female!MC, one-sided Mikey/F!MC
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Eyes watched the girl before him, lips curling into a smirk as the light glinted off his glasses. Bonten's precious little assistant.
She was still new; no real information would come from her. At least… useful information. But he didn't want that. He wanted her the moment Shuji tried to hide her from him.
The day Shuji joined Bonten, he'd been scouted by Mikey. Despite Mikey's anger towards the incident years ago, he knew Hanma was the best at what he did and needed him.
Kisaki thought that Shuji would be his in to keep track of Mikey and Bonten. But the day she arrived. Innocent, naïve, and so fucking beautiful…
"They did well," Kisaki commented as he looked at the young woman, her hands above her head, bound in leather and attached to a line of chain strung up to the ceiling.
His finger stroked along her abdomen, watching as she tried to pull away from his touch on her bare skin. She was left on her bra and panties, but the rest of her clothes had been removed.
"I always figured you to be a pink kind of girl." He'd pulled a pocketknife from his back pocket, bringing it to the strap at her shoulder once his fingers stopped at the center clasp of her bra. The blade cold against her skin, urging a whimper from her throat into the gag between her teeth. He'd twisted the blade upward, pulling it until the strap snapped against the sharpened edge, the torn edges falling limp before he repeated the action on the other side.
Her panties were next, once the clasp of her bra was undone, he threw it aside, trailing the knife down along her soft skin, loving how she whimpered and whined, but she was afraid to flex away as the sharp, cool steel trailed a line down her belly before cutting through her panties at the hip. The one side slackened enough that they fell down her legs.
"Why are you so wet?" He taunted her, trailing the knife carefully down until the tip was at her slit, just enough that her arousal gathered on the tip before he pulled it away, putting it in his pocket before bringing his fingers to her cunt. "If you want to get away so badly, why are you so wet?" He mocked, a finger pushing into her cunt, letting her own arousal be her only prep as his finger roughly thrust in and out of her.
Her moans were pitiful as his finger slammed up into her tight hole, abusing her cunt as he pushed a second one into her. "Come on now, don't tell me you're already about to cum? I thought you hated this?" He mocked how only moments earlier she'd been trying to pull away from his touch and now she was trying to buck her hips towards his fingers.
"What a pathetic little slut." Kisaki scoffed as he felt her walls clench and flutter, watching as her knees buckled and she became unsteady on her feet as she came. Drool slipped from either side of the ball gag in her mouth as she came messily over his fingers. Slick-covered fingers pulled the gag from her mouth, the red ball hanging at her throat before his fingers shoved into her mouth. "I want them clean, you little bitch." His voice was firm as he roughly thrust his fingers in and out of her mouth, rubbing them against her tongue. Each time his fingers pushed down at the back of her throat; a loud gag was forced to leave her.
Seeing her like this brought a sadistic sense of pleasure… He couldn't help but wonder how many ways he could break her before Mikey tried to come to save her.
"Who do you belong to?" His hand grasped her chin, looking at her. Her glassy eyes looking at him, her saliva-covered lips parting.
"Fuck you!" She snapped after spitting in his face, saliva decorating the lenses of his glasses.
"Let go!" Her body writhed in the grasp of the two 'captains' of Kisaki's gang. Her legs kicked, her body twisted, and tried to pull from the grasp of the men.
Kisaki was waiting, talking on the phone as he watched them shove the woman into the room before pulling the door shut.
"We'll discuss this further later." He ended the call, looking at the furious woman.
"How dare you, you sick son of a bitch!" She snapped, storming towards him, and without hesitation, she swung her hand.
The flat of the palm struck his cheek. And while the smack stung, it only made Kisaki more determined.
She was far better than Hina.
Realization of what she caused didn't click until she heard the click of his thumb sliding the safety off from his gun.
The gun was moved to her forehead. "Kneel." The demand was short, sharp. Those large eyes, petrified as they looked up at him.
"That's a good girl. Just need to get the right bit of fear inside you to make you learn your place it seems." Kisaki smirked as his hand moved with her slow movements as she knelt.
She couldn't speak, her eyes locked on the man's wrist, on the handle of the gun pressed to her forehead. She was trembling, fear running through her.
"Open your mouth."
Even though she wanted to fight back, her body wouldn't respond, her lips parting, only slightly.
He didn't make a comment, instead, he pushed the gun between her lips after he pulled it away from her forehead.
"Since you like to mouth off so much, show me what this little whore mouth can do." Kisaki smirked, pushing the barrel of the gun into her mouth. The moment the metal was slipping along her tongue. When it was too much and she started pulling back, his other hand caught the back of her head. "I didn't say you could pull away."
The long-sided pistol pushed down into the back of her mouth, making her gag. Saliva coated the metal as teary eyes looked up at him. One of his hands was holding her head in place as the other forcibly pumped the barrel in and out of her mouth— She was very aware that his finger stayed on the trigger the entire time. One wrong move was all it took…
The barrel was drawn from her lips, drenched in her saliva. He loved how her eyes lingered on it as she tried to sputter to get the metallic taste off her tongue. He didn't turn the safety off, just set it next to him as he beckoned her closer.
She had no choice but to obey, carefully crawling towards him. Part of her hated the fact that she was excited by all of this. As much as she tried to fight it— Kisaki was handsome, he was dominant, and he put her in her place… He made her drip and clench with need, and she hated every second of it.
“Open.” The demand was simple, and with reluctance, her lips parted once again. The small parting of her lips was far from enough, so Kisaki instead took his fingers and forced them into her mouth, forcing her jaw down, making her mouth open wider. “Keep fighting what I tell you, and I will grab a gag out of my desk drawer.”
She looked up at him, brows furrowed, she wasn't sure if he had one or not. She, however, didn't want to risk it.
Her mouth opened wider, tongue poking out slightly. Her cheeks flushed as she whimpered slightly, watching Kisaki undo his pants. His cock was long and hard, the tip flushed and the veins throbbing.
How could such a terrible man have such a good-looking cock?
His hand guided his cock to smack against her cheek, making her jump slightly, not expecting it… and she sure didn't expect him to push his cock into her mouth—his hands pulling her head from the back, hugging her until her lips were wrapped around the base of his cock.
Her hands smacked and pushed at his pelvis as she gagged, choking on the girth of his cock. When it seemed like he finally was letting up, instead he held her head in place, slamming his cock into her mouth in rough thrusts that made her lips smack against his pelvis as his cocktip pushed down into her throat. Bubbles of foamy saliva leaking from her lips each time she gagged.
Her eyes watered, tightly squeezing shut when he pulled back. Her trembling hands on his pelvis to keep him back as she coughed and sputtered, drool coating her chin.
Shimmering eyes and saliva-glossed lips filled his view and Kisaki couldn't stop his smirk. His leg slid between her parted knees as he dragged her head back down on his cock. He loved feeling her throat clench around his cock every time she gagged, and her fighting him only made it better when he fucked that pretty throat of hers. His fingers digging into her hair, messing up the earlier smoothed down strands as he slammed his cock in and out of her throat… every gasp for breath, gag, and choke pushing his excitement further.
It was when he felt her needy little cunt through her panties grinding against his leg that he saw beyond all her protest. She was getting off on this. His pathetic little slut.
"Look at you." He yanked her off his cock, watching as despite looking at her messy face, she was still pathetically grinding into his leg. "You are so fucking pathetic. Fucking humping my leg like a bitch in heat."
His leg lifted a bit, making her whine as she moved her hands away from his hips to grasp his knee, rolling her hips to grind into him. Once she'd started… The friction was too good, it felt too good.
"I didn't say you could stop." His hand grasped her by her hair, tangling his fingers in the already messy strands. When he dragged her head back down, she didn't hesitate in letting her jaw drop open as he pushed his cock back into her mouth. Her hips bucking and grinding against him. His hips rolled idly, holding her down to his lap as his cock tip was against the back of her throat, drawing out soft gags from her.
Her wet eyes opened, looking at him as tears started to spill, her hands pushing at his knee. Her fists began weakly pushing at his hips. Whenever she'd seem to gain some ground in pulling back, his hand would pull her head back down, cock stuffed into her throat making her loudly gag.
Each squeeze of her throat made his cock twitch, and his balls feel heavier. "That's it…" Drawing his leg away from her cunt, she tried to chase after him. The action made him smirk. Whether she believed it or not, she was starting to break.
"Fuck…" His head fell back, both hands gripping her head, forcing her up and down the length. "That's it… That's my slut…"
She couldn't help but shiver, the sounds of his moans made her cunt clench and ache, yet when she tried to press into his leg again, he drew back.
She couldn't protest, not until he pulled her head back. The moment she was about to speak, to protest, her eyes landed on his shaft. Slick with saliva, almost pulsing with need… the tip flushed and his hand firmly stroking his length.
"Open wide." His demand was strained as pleasure made his voice rough. Automatically, her lips parted, unlike the first time, she opened her mouth wide, tongue slipping out, wanting to capture any of her reward it could.
The first splatter of his warm cum on her face made her ache, but the submissive side of her was pleased. She was being marked with his cum, being rewarded with it.
Her cheeks, nose, lips, tongue, and even the tops of her breasts were coated in the sticky, thick seed in random shots.
The small bead that lingered on the tip of his cock had her swallowing what was on her tongue before leaning in to lick it, cleaning every drop Kisaki had to give her.
"That's a good girl." His praise, when she looked up at him, licking her lips, suddenly feeling shame where she once felt delight. "Now, head back to your room. Daddy needs to get back to work. I'll see you soon."
When she left after wiping her face clean with tissues on his desk, she felt anger boil in her belly. He'd used her and left her aching. Slick dripping down her thighs, her belly tightly coiled with need.
He'd neglected her needs.
Kisaki walked into the room she'd been staying in, making sure to lock the door behind him. Someone would stand guard outside, so they'd unlock the door. It minimalized her ability to escape.
"Ah. Now, now." He chuckled when she'd gone to hit him. He wasn't sure if it was because she wanted to hurt him or because she thought he had a key. Silly girl. His hand caught her wrist when she went for a second hit. The first took him by surprise.
Overall, her fire excited him.
His hand gripped her jaw roughly, enough to force her mouth open. He took the opportunity to return her spitting in his face the day prior by spitting in her mouth. He doubted she even noticed the subtle shift of her body, how her tongue instantly pushed towards his saliva.
"I'm going to fuck you today. I'll even be nice and let you choose sweetheart." His thumb brushed her cheek. "That pretty, slutty cunt of yours… Or that tight little ass?" His grin was vicious as he watched the blood drain from her face.
"M-my… my ass...." Her voice was a whimper. She didn't trust that he'd pull out and the last thing she'd ever want was for Tetta Kisaki to cum inside her.
He almost frowned, but then again, this would be fun either way. He shifted his hand to his pocket, moving to bring out a capsule pill and, instead of pushing it down into her mouth, his thumb pushed inside her mouth, pushing her to give up as he popped open the capsule, the powder coating the underside of her tongue.
He watched her face screw up in distaste at the bitter flavor. But directly under her tongue would absorb faster. It was a drug he and his gang had been working on since they got a chemist on their payroll— a new form of date rape drug.
He watched her sputter once he released her face, “What was that?!” He didn’t reply, just watching her. Instead, he pulled her closer, his hands skimming down her sides. Lifting her shirt up over her head. With her bra destroyed the day before, they hadn’t given her a replacement.
The sudden cold on her breasts made her gasp, his tongue moving to press to one of her nipples that instantly hardened under the sharp cold air. The warmth of his tongue against the hardened bud made her eyes flutter, but her hands were pushing at him, trying to push him away.
Her hands were trembling as they gripped at his hair, trying to yank him away, but when he nipped at one of the buds, she gasped again. Her cunt was clenching, a burning ache forming in her belly. Unlike last time, he drew her panties down slowly this time, getting them out of the way. Her cheeks flushed as she felt the slight weight of them, the way it peeled away from her cunt, silvery threads of slick connecting her to her soaked panties.
When had she gotten so wet?
Kisaki chuckled as he looked at how drenched she was, the drug already taking effect. His fingers slipped along her drenched folds, earning a sharp cry from her lips. With the heat from his mouth that was now suckling one of her nipples and the fingers stroking her folds, her legs were starting to quiver.
"Such a little slut. Was your body this needy? It hasn't even been five minutes and I doubt this is just the drug in your system." His voice was mocking as he looked up at her, soon grazing his teeth along the sensitive bud in his mouth.
His fingers, drenched in her slick, didn't hesitate in pushing into her tighter hole, loving the whimper that it ripped from her lips as he used her own slick as lube to help prep her for what he was going to do. Each pump of his fingers, the way they opened and closed in the scissoring motion to stretch her out made her cling to him, gasping— whining with need.
Her body was hot, and without meaning to, a line of drool was trailing down her chin. His fingers working her ass felt so good, it made her cunt clench each time they sank into her. “Look at what a mess you’re becoming, baby. I’m only fingering your ass and you look like you’re about to cum.” He was right, she was. She was a mess. She was pathetic… and she wanted more.
“M-more…” Her lips parted in the soft demand, “M-more Kisaki…”
The laugh that came out of his mouth made her belly twist with anxiety. “I knew you’d give in sooner or later.” Even if the drug was helping her decision, he didn’t really mind. Because with or without it, she’d break. It was just going to be sooner rather than later.
She found out that Kisaki was stronger than he appeared. His arms moved to lift her up so she was facing away from him. His arms held her up in a full nelson. She’d never felt so exposed, yet every time she felt his cock press against her the nervousness of being held like this melted away into a burning need.
A pathetic whine escaped her lips when he started pushing into her. Her eyes blurred as his cock sank into her ass, stretching her open. "Too much!" He was bigger than expected, creating a mixture of pleasure and pain that had her cunt dripping.
Kisaki just chuckled in her ear as he began thrusting in and out of her, using her slick as lube. "Then I guess you'll just have to break." His voice was low in her ear.
Each thrust made her gasp and whine, squirming as she was folded in half in his grasp, and how her cunt was being neglected. Never had she regretted a decision so much before… She moved her fingers to her exposed cunt, almost ashamed by how wet she was… but she couldn't help but drive them in and out as his cock stretched open her other hole.
As much as she'd like to say the drug Kisaki gave her took away all her resistance, she knew she abandoned it of her own accord to quell the fire that her need caused deep inside her.
"Look at you…" Kisaki, from his position, could only glimpse her face, her expression twisted with pleasure and need. "Desperate for a climax." His thrusts grew rougher as he spoke. The feeling of his cock and her fingers, she was too full but not full enough at the same time.
"Who do you belong to, slut?"
"I-I don't…" She started, almost sobbing the moment he began pulling out. "N-No! Don't stop!" She protested, trying to push her body back to follow the cock as he pulled from her.
"Then who do you belong to?" He didn't stop pulling out, instead, having his cock flush to her body, but not inside her.
"You! I belong to you! Please, please don't stop! I need you!" Tears were rolling down her face, her need desperate.
Kisaki smirked as he tightened his grasp on her before roughly pulling her to him when he thrust up. The sudden force and strength of his thrust had her sobbing in relief as the thrust pushed her desperate body over the edge.
She came hard, her body spasming and trembling, eyes rolling back onto her head as her fingers withdrew from her cunt as she came.
She was too far lost to realize, but the first climax he gave her, had made her squirt.
"That's right. You're mine. Only mine. These holes belong to me."
She could do nothing more than whine, babbling incoherent sounds of agreement.
Her breathing hitched slightly, her body pressed firmly to the desk, her head against the cold wood. Kisaki had summoned her to his office. It was really the only time she got to see beyond the four walls of her room.
Kisaki’s office was on the top floor of the building. She didn’t know how he even had this much money, but it had a stunning view of Tokyo. Enough that…. Even though she hated his touch, if it meant she got to see the outside world, she’d take whatever was thrown at her.
“F-Fuck…!” Her breath hitched. Fingers, drenched in lube, were slowly pushing in and out of her ass. Her nails dug into the wood of his desk as he slowly fingered her tight hole, trying to coax it to relax. Brief flashes from the other day that he’d stuffed his cock into that very opening made her belly twist and her cunt drip with desire.
She would never openly admit to how much she loved it.
Then again, she didn’t have to with the way she was moaning now. Kisaki’s fingers took care of her this time, gentle strokes that eased her body up, stretching her open with a scissoring motion.
He’d never been gentle before…
“That’s a good girl.” He’d never done that before either. The sudden praise and gentle touching had her mind whirling more than the pleasure. He’d been brutal, yet those small actions had her heart fluttering in her chest.
The moment his fingers withdrew from her, the neediest of whines left her lips. “N-No!” Her protest only earned a small laugh from the man.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head, my pet.” Something smooth and warm was pressed to her ass. It was no doubt held in his hand to not be cold and smeared with more lube.
The rounded spade shape of the plug was slowly pushed into her, making her lips part as a loud moan left her lips. Inch by inch it stretched her open, her eyes screwing shut as she felt like she was at her limit before it was suddenly completely inside her.
The slight stretch snug inside her had saliva pooling in her mouth. It already felt so good… so when said toy began humming inside her, a choked gasp of surprise was all that came out of her.
“That’s a good pet.” His hand patted her ass before he pulled back, her head turning so she could glimpse him.
“I was so nice and gentle, making sure you were worked up enough to take that. So now you have to be a good girl and take this too.” The fat head of his cock brought reality crashing down on her.
The cold splash of sense had her alert. He wasn’t gentle or caring. He just wanted to break her. “No!” When she pushed herself up onto her arms, they buckled only seconds later.
Despite her protest, his hands grasped her hips and firmly dragged her back as he thrust forward. The tip of his cock pressed firmly to her cervix. Too full, she was beyond full with both his fat cock stuffed inside her and the plug.
Her choked moans filled the spacious office, her nails clawing at the desk as each thrust dragged nearly all the way out of her before slamming back inside her. Kisaki moved his hand away from her hip to the phone faceup on his desk, fingers sliding along the screen.
As Kisaki slid his finger up on the screen, the vibrations of the plug began growing stronger. “S-Stop! I-I’m going to cum!” She wanted to fight against him, but all the strength was leaving her, her body barely able to push back against him as he slammed his cock in and out of her trembling cunt.
“I have no intention of stopping, pet.” His lips pressed to the back of her neck, his hips pausing to grind against her. He loved the strained sob that left her as she came. Her cunt spasming around him, gushing, creating a mess around his cock and dripping down the side of his desk.
“Fuck, I love when I feel this slutty cunt gush.” Kisaki sighed as his hand left the toy buzzing on high, his hand moving to cup her throat before dragging her back to his chest. His hips began to thrust again, even as her cunt continued to quiver and spasm from how sensitive she was.
His hand gripped her throat firmly, enough pressure on either side to limit her oxygen as his hips began roughly thrusting into her. She could do nothing more than moan, as strained as it was. Between his cock slamming in and out of her, ramming into her cervix with every thrust and the plug inside her ass left on high, she was a mess.
“B-Break… m’ breaking…” Her hands were weakly clawing at his, nails dragging against the warm skin, trying to pry his hand off her throat. Not for the air, but as if unlatching his hand would make him stop fucking her oversensitive cunt.
She couldn’t stop the line of drool coming from between her lips as her eyes were rolling back. It was so good… but it was so much.
Kisaki fucked her so good…. He was the only one to break her in such a way… she needed… she wanted…
“G-gonna…”
Before she could even finish her sentence, his grip tightened on her throat, the loud grunt in her ear and the sudden warmth filling her… everything shut off. Her knees buckled as she came. Her cunt clenching and spasming as she came, with his cock twitching deep inside her, warming her cervix with his thick, sticky cum.
“I’m not done, pet.” At the words, his hips began moving again, despite how tight she was clenching, despite how his own cock was growing sensitive from how tight and warm she was so soon after his orgasm.
His cock forcing the fresh cum deeper into her, fucking it right back into her cunt.
“T-Tetta… So good… Good!” Her voice was dissolving into needy babbles as her mind began shutting down to everything but the pleasure.
Amusement flooded him, it was not only the first time she’d called him by his first name, but it was the first time she’d so happily told him it was good. His cute pet’s mind was breaking like her body.
“More! More….” Her voice was hitting a fever pitch, her cunt spasming and clenching trying to milk him for every last drop he had. Her body was so sensitive that one climax built after another, leaving her on the verge.
The way her cunt kept milking him, his hands gripped at her waist and throat tighter slamming his hips, forcing his cock through her tight grip over and over. His head against her shoulder as he practically bathed in the squeals and moans of ecstasy coming from the broken girl in his grasp.
When he came again, his voice was almost a feral growl, forcing his seed deep inside her as he felt her body spasm in his grasp. His grip dropped from her throat to hold her tightly to him, her body trembling as her legs had given out, her cunt gushing from a third climax… sweet, incoherent babbles leaving her lips.
“Seems I really broke you.” He mused, holding her close, waiting out her climax that left her entire body shivering and quaking.
With what seemed the utmost care, he pulled out of her, drawing the toy out next, even as she whimpered and whined for him not to.
“Hush, my pet. Let me take care of you.” He sat back into the chair, not bothering to dress yet as he pulled her onto his lap, cradling her to him. “You did so well.” His lips brushed at her temple while his hand stroked her hair.
“Just rest,” his voice was low, tired from how hard he’d came, but he could see the fatigue settling on her as she snuggled against him. “I’ve got you, just rest. I’ll clean you up and take care of everything.”
That had been all she needed to be convinced, her head on his chest, the exhaustion claiming her broken mind as it dragged her into sleep.
It had been three days since she last saw Tetta. He’d gotten busy from what she overheard from his grunts that kept her secure on one of the lower levels. She found herself… missing him. Missing his touch.
She overheard that Mikey was looking for her. She… wasn’t surprised. But the fact that that once used to bring her hope… didn’t anymore.
“I want to see Tetta.”
The grunt arched a brow at her. She’d never said that before. Never requested to see Kisaki, always fought them at the thought they were bringing her to him.
“Yeah, fine.”
The grunt wasn’t the only one surprised to see her. Kisaki was in a more casual state. His suit jacket was thrown over the back of the chair, his vest undone, tie gone, and his collar was undone.
She’d never seen him like this before. Not… unkempt or disheveled. He’d always been perfection— Every button done up, his tie straight. Perfect, poised, in control.
“I wanted to see you.” Her voice was small. She knew she shouldn’t want to see him. She shouldn’t want to…
She just wanted to get fucked and that was all. That was all… Right? She just needed the ache for him to go away. Once more and she’d be over it. Get the itch scratched. Right?
Seeing him looking at her, his careful gaze taking in her features, was a reminder of what had transpired several days ago. How after fucking her to near insanity, he'd cleaned her up, cradled her on his lap, and held her as he let her come off her high and he worked.
The soft praise of "you did so well" had haunted her dreams since that day.
It broke down her resistance to him. "Tetta..." Her voice was trembling as she went to him, crawling into his lap after he hung up the phone he was on when she’d walked in. "Please... I need..." She was afraid to say "you" even as her fingers began unbuckling his belt.
With a motion of his hand, the grunt left, closing the door.
“Tell me what you need, pet.” He was very aware of the switch from calling him Kisaki to Tetta. His sweet pet was turning to his side. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
“You.” She choked out the word. She needed him, the ache that had started as a dull annoyance through the days was now so much worse at seeing him. Her cunt clenching around nothing, remembering how he’d fucked her time and time again… how good it felt to have him cum inside her.
“W-Wanna ride your cock, Daddy…” She was needy, her hips already grinding down against his thigh, through the fabric he could feel her arousal already warm and dripping, making him aware of her complete lack of panties. “Please… I’ve been a good girl!” Her fingers kept pulling at his belt, undoing it and his pants, her hand stroking the bulge that was forming as she found herself helplessly grinding down on his thigh. Her courage, her firm-set mind had broken at the sight of him… at feeling his warmth.
She didn’t want to be stubborn. She wanted to be a good girl. She wanted to be rewarded. She wanted him to treat her like a princess again. She wasn’t going to be bad anymore. She didn’t want to leave. She wanted Tetta, only Tetta.
Only Tetta Kisaki could make her feel good.
“Go ahead, pet.” His fingers tilted her chin up, moving to chastely steal a kiss. “Daddy will even let you have control. Show me how badly you want my cock, baby.”
He loved this side of her. Love how broken she was. She was perfect. No wonder Mikey was going crazy trying to find her. The man even went so far as to hire Hanma, whom he’d parted ways with two years ago.
Even if they did find her… she was already broken. Her begging, her calling him Daddy had shown him that.
She didn’t hesitate once he’d given her permission. Her fingers pulled his cock out from his pants, yanking them down his thighs. Her lips were unable to help but curl into a smile as he lifted his hips enough for her to draw them and his briefs down.
His cock was heavier in her grasp than she expected. Thick and beautiful… How had she hated it? It filled her up so perfectly.
When he noticed her hesitating, glancing between him from under her lashes and his cock, he chuckled.
“You don’t have to work me up or yourself if you think you’re ready, pet. Be as impatient as you like.”
She bit her lip and nodded, moving to undo his button-down. She didn’t care if it was off… She just wanted to feel his skin against hers as soon as she was done yanking her shirt up over her head.
Her body pressed to his, lips teasingly brushing his jaw as she straddled his lap. Sitting down on his cock, a sharp moan left her lips as relief finally filled her
The fat length stretched her out, the tip nestling against her cervix. Her jaw felt loose as her lips parted with a loud, desperate moan. It felt so good; He felt so good. At first, she didn’t want to move, to bounce on his cock. Instead, she just rocked her hips, savoring the feeling of the tip of his cock grinding into her cervix.
She swore— That alone was enough to ruin her.
His hands skimmed along her waist, brushing the small skirt that hid her cunt from view. He didn’t move it, despite wanting to see her tiny little grip swallow his cock… but instead, he focused on her exposed body.
He leaned in, tongue flicking against her nipple before taking it into her mouth, suckling firmly as his tongue lavished it with attention.
The soft moan that left her shuddered in rhythm with the way her heart skip a beat. Tetta was being so gentle with her… Her arms wound around him cradling his head to her chest as she began slowly bouncing on her legs–her legs tucked against his giving her leverage and control to ride him slowly. She was savoring every inch that sank in and out of her as much as his tongue rolling against her nipple. Tetta was perfect…
“Tetta….” She mewled as she brushed the loose strands from his face, gazing down at him. “Your cock… it’s so good… Daddy fills me so good.”
Tetta glanced up at her before drawing away from her chest, moving to slowly kiss her. “Only for my sweet pet.” She was finally his. All his.
Feeling her begin to bounce more when his mouth had drawn away from hers, the way her slow pace steadily grew frantic, her cunt already quivering and clenching around him.
“D-daddy has to cum inside me again! I need it… I need to feel it!” Her eyes were shut as every time she bottomed out, his cock tip crashing against her cervix made her mind go blank. She was so close, so close…
His hands didn’t stop her, instead, he brought his fingertips to stroke over her clit lazily. It had been what she needed as her back arched, body trembling on his lap as she came. Her cunt creaming around his cock… the tight grip of her cunt around his cock dragging him over the edge.
He was pent up, neglecting his needs the past few days, so feeling her warmth and tight grip… earned every drop that he had pent up inside him.
“D-daddy belongs to me right…? L-like I belong to daddy?” The pleasure-slurred words made him smile as he pulled her in closer, idly rocking his hips to match the needy rocking she had started up again.
“Of course, Princess. You belong to me, and I belong to you.” A chaste kiss to the tip of her nose had her lips splitting into a bright smile.
His poor, poor broken pet. So sweet and obedient.
“You just have to do one thing for daddy, and no one can ever take you away from me.”
“Anything!”
Anything, so long as he never stopped bringing her such pleasure.
She was squirming slightly; she’d never been filmed like this before. It was all new to her. But she wanted to prove that she was going to be Tetta's, always.
He wanted to show Mikey that she belonged to him.
She could do this.
Fingers wandered to her exposed cunt, she was already bare, sitting on the bed in Kisaki’s room. He’d never taken her in here before. It meant she was special to him.
Her eyes were on him, biting at her lower lip as she whined, fingers moving against her cunt. Watching him work was always attractive, the way his expression cooled into sharp focus. He was beautiful and meticulous.
"Tetta…."
"Just a bit longer. If I don't do this right, pet, Mikey will come and steal you away."
"No!" Her protest was loud. It had been weeks since Kisaki and her regularly met. She was his good girl; she didn't want to leave or be taken away by Mikey or anyone.
“Then be patient, pet. Or maybe I’ll have to find someone who will listen.” His manipulative words made her whimper. Her already wrecked and twisted mind from everything he did to her was submitted to him, broken and needy for him.
Instead of voicing her protests again, she just watched him, her fingers unable to stop as she watched him. Her cunt slick with arousal, and her fingers drenched in her excitement.
“What the fu–”
“Good. I have your attention.” Kisaki's voice came as he pulled away from the camera set up, the screen next to it showing Mikey. Kisaki had spoofed a number he’d gotten from Cassandra’s phone–Draken’s number. “Say hi, pet.”
“I don’t wanna… Tetta, you promised!” Her whine in protest, the visual for Mikey was enough to tell him that Kisaki had won with her.
“Shh.” Kisaki moved to draw her head to the side, “Don’t you want Mikey to watch me fuck a baby into this needy cunt of yours?”
The only reason Mikey hadn’t shut the call off and sent his men to find Kisaki was that sweet face, her eyes on that bastard. But he could see every inch of her.
Kisaki took everything from him before, and he was fucking doing it again.
His precious assistant, the woman that had slowly been pulling him from the darkness, poised bare. Fingers messy with creamy arousal when they pumped in and out of her quivering cunt...her legs shaking every time he watched her fingers sink back into her.
Kisaki's hand caught her wrist, pulling her hand back and bringing her drenched fingers to his mouth, licking, and sucking her fingers clean. The view of her darkening gaze and quickening breath as she got more excited by the attention. The needy whine that left her made Mikey's grip tighten on his phone as his cock grew hard, straining against his pants.
He couldn't look away. He wanted to, everything in his head told him to, but the sight was something he physically couldn't stop himself from staring at.
How her mouth opened without a moment of hesitation as Kisaki spat in her mouth, a mixture of saliva and her own arousal…. How she smiled at him after swallowing it down.
How long had it taken? One fuck? Two? How weak-willed had she been to break by Kisaki of all people?
It was the loud moan that drew his attention from his thoughts. His eyes narrowed at the sight of Kisaki’s fingers having replaced hers. Unlike the slow, shallow thrusts of her fingers, just enough to edge herself and ease herself into small orgasms, Kisaki was roughly thrusting his fingers in and out of her. The thick fingers stretched her as they curled in a come hither motion every so often.
Mikey was disgusted at how he’d fallen for such a pathetic woman. How he still wanted that pathetic toy of Kisaki’s even as he watched his enemy ruin her.
“P-please, Tetta… Please fuck me.” The way she begged was music and torture to Mikey. The sound was just as he’d fantasized as he made her Bonten’s assistant.
“Hm?” Kisaki hummed, taunting her. That stupid sound to Mikey made her whine loudly.
“Your cock! Please fuck me with your cock!”
Mouth open, eyes fluttering, his hand across her throat… She was beautiful and even though he’d hate himself for it later, his free hand was palming his cock as he watched as she squirmed and whined when Kisaki used a free hand to smack his cock against her cunt. Mikey didn’t need the camera to zoom in to see how drenched she was. Her creamy, dripping cunt was coating Kisaki’s cock.
The moment he started pushing in, the strained cry from her lips was pure ecstasy. Kisaki’s fingers flexed on her throat, tightening his grip as his cock sank into her…a small bulge on her belly from his cock pushing up against her cervix.
“Go on, tell him how good you feel, pet.” Kisaki’s low voice tore Mikey from his mind, the fantasy that had plagued him for the last two years. His hand grasping his cock, he didn’t even remember pulling it from his pants.
“S-so good! Daddy’s cock is so deep!” Her voice was lighter, while Kisaki’s hand was still on her throat, it was no longer squeezing her throat. Her hands were back, bracing herself against his thighs as she felt Kisaki’s hips roll up into her in slow, deep thrusts.
Kisaki wasn’t rushing, he wanted to drag this out for as long as Mikey could stand. He wanted Mikey to hate him more than he already did.
Mikey did hate him. Watching how she whined and pushed herself back into Kisaki made him despise Kisaki even more.
When Mikey’s hand found itself stroking at his cock, he bit down on his tongue to keep his own moans from fueling Kisaki or the woman.
“F-faster… F-faster, Tetta!” The needy demands only had the man chuckling as he pushed himself against her. Teary eyes locked with the lens of the camera; her body forced into the bed as the loud clapping of his hips colliding with her backside filled the room.
All that filled the image on the camera was her face, gaze distant, and pleasured moans falling from her lips with every thrust.
“T-too much!” Her eyes watered with tears as she was growing closer. Her cunt quivering and spasming around Kisaki’s cock. “G-gonna cum!”
“Here you just asked me to go faster, pet. No going back on that now.” Kisaki’s laugh pissed Mikey off, but the way that his delight in her overstimulation let him see the tears start to roll down her cheeks when her eyes rolled up into her head as she came with a sob. It was a beautiful sight for the Bonten Leader.
A hand fisted in her hair, pulling her up. The needy whine and moan from it only had Mikey’s hand working his cock faster, fucking his fist as he watched the helpless woman. His helpless woman.
Fingers pushed open her lower lips, showing his cock as he began thrusting roughly, not caring how his pet was spasming and trembling, her legs shook with pleasure and if not for his arms, she’d have collapsed back onto the bed.
“This precious little cunt. This perfect little pet of mine. She is all mine, Mikey.” He didn’t need to say more words. His grunt that followed shortly after was the answer to prove it. Cum leaking out of her almost moments after Kisaki came. His cock slowly softened as he pulled out–the pearlescent liquid leaking out over his shaft.
“Keep it in there, princess. Once I finish cleaning you up. I’ll make sure to fuck that baby into you tonight so no one can take you away from me. So, Mikey can’t take you away from me.”
Those fucking little words that Kisaki drove into her head. Making Mikey the enemy. He was too pissed to even care that he’d gotten himself off to the view of Kisaki pouring his cum into her.
When he thought the camera would be shut off, he was surprised to see it was not. Kisaki left the room, leaving her alone, her breathing heavy and trying to get her mind to catch up with everything else.
“I-” He started, but quickly was entranced by her actions.
She bit her lip, whimpering as she felt the hot cum beginning to push out of her. A small whimper left her as she brought her fingers in an attempt to push it back inside her. She didn't want to lose any of it. Not when Kisaki just rewarded all her patience with it. "Don't send people, Mikey." Her voice was low.
"What?"
"I don't want you. You had me. You lost me. Tetta is perfect... Stop sending people to come to get me." Her eyes looked at the camera, not knowing his eyes were locked on hers. "Tetta is going to breed me. He's going to fuck a baby into me. I don't want you. If you come after him. Come for me. The next time you see me, I'll fuck him in front of your face."
She'd changed over the past six months in Kisaki's hold. Mikey wasn't sure if it was from actual affection or some sort of Stockholm. "You won't take him away from me."
Mikey was furious. How was she this broken? How had she let this happen? Where had the fire he'd seen in her go up until this point?
The coldness that came off her vanished the moment Kisaki was back, his fingers tilting her chin up to kiss her. The sharpness of her gaze softened as she wrapped her arms around Kisaki. "Daddy," The whine was nothing like her tone moments ago as Kisaki used the warm washcloth to clean her up.
Even though she'd threatened him. Mikey wasn't going to stop... even if it meant he'd have to break her as Kisaki had.