#bully johnny

[wprostvii]

expression test cus i realised my stuff was going away from the art direction i was trying to go for

[crashingcryptid]

"You're being so mean to me." You sniffle, gasping with the next pull to your underwear. Johnny quickly stuffs his socks into your mouth, rubbing them against your tongue.

"Course I am. You fucking love it, too." He huffs into your ear, yanking your panties even harder now that you were gagged. "Think I can't see the wet spot forming? Or did you piss yourself again?"

You squeal in pain when your toes leave the floor, dangling helplessly for a few seconds before he sets you down. "Johnny!" You freeze in place, cringing when you hear the very familiar voice of your boss. Johnny turns to face his captain, dragging you with him with the grip on your waistband. "If you're going to strip them naked, you do it in the barracks."

"Message received, sir."

You flush in humiliation, trying to plea for help through the nasty gag in your mouth. "You're done with your work for the day, aren't you? You can spend your free time however you please. Don't involve me." He chuckles despite your begging eyes.

Johnny wastes no time dragging you to his barracks, bouncing you every few steps to make you trip on your feet. "Did you want Price to save you? Hmm? You're not a pretty little barracks bunny. You're a little nerd who really likes getting fucked by their panties, huh?"

You should be relieved when Johnny gets you inside his barracks, but he immediately guides you to the closet. He easily handles you into the chair that's waiting inside, hitching your undeewear over the back of it. You arch the best you can to aliviate the burning in your crack, letting Johnny strap you down into the chair.

"There we go.. Just sit here and think about how stupid it was for you to try and ask Price for help. You're supposed to be smarter than that. Just wait here until I'm ready for you." Johnny pinches your slightly bulging cheek before shutting the closet door.

[the-greaseball-tm]

I drew the Leader of Greaseballs.

[gordvendomewhore]

i genuinely think something is wrong with me like this account has taken me on a RIDE and i have had it for literally?? three days.

i started this account because of my absolute adoration for gord (and because i was amazed no one had taken the username), and i spent that first day publically loving him for once. the second day, i started thirsting for derby and oh god...the things i have in my drafts about derby.....the things i VOCALLY SAID about derby to my friends oh GOD

yesterday, i decided that even though bif was kinda a dumb bitch, i was gonna dedicate my entire soul to him, that big baby. and today, i’m crying over johnny vincent because he deserves so much better than what life has given him.

life is great.

[crashingcryptid]

Hi bunny! Could you please write more sadist Jonny? You’re eating it up

"Come on, Bonnie! You need to learn to defend yourself!" Johnny chuckles, the vice grip on your ankles never faltering. You gasp as the heel of his boot grinds painfully against your crotch.

You arch against the mats, tears pricking your eyes when he presses his foot down harder. "Johnny! Stop it!" You plea, helpless to even grab hold of his hands to pull them of you. He had you pinned like a bug, watching you writhe for his pleasure.

"You can get out of this, can't ya?" He coos softly as he eases up the pressure slightly. A soft sob bubbles up in your throat, making him grin even wider as he finally drops your ankles.

"Thank you - JOHNNY!" You couldn't help but wail when he presses down harder than he ever had before. You kick your now free feet uselessly, sobbing weakly in pain when he finally lifts his foot of your crotch.

"You really need to work on your sparring, or you'll never survive on the field." He scolds as he gives your thigh a slight kick. "Get up, we have another technique to try."

[wprostvii]

got art block

[the-greaseball-tm]

I'm sorry but this song is post-game Johnny Vincent. Change my mind.