May 5
Princesses are cute when they cry, therefore making princesses cry increases the cuteness in the world, therefore bullying princesses is a noble and righteous endeavor ^_^
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Princesses are cute when they cry, therefore making princesses cry increases the cuteness in the world, therefore bullying princesses is a noble and righteous endeavor ^_^
women being bullied until they pee themselves hit post
summarized: you wore another man’s jersey on the opposing team during the game, which angered your “boyfriend” (bully)
noncon, reader is clueless about their status.
You choke on his dirty fingers shoved down your mouth“s—stop!” You said almost in a hoarse yell as he preyed your hands up with his free hand pinning you on the backseat of his car.
“shut up crybaby” he leaned in closer before speaking up in a low tone “you should’ve known better”
he was absolutely pissed not only you supported his opponent during the game, you supported his nemesis; but he was your best friend so ofcourse you supported him and you can’t seem to understand why out of everyone, your bully was so worked up about it.
He ripped your jersey apart that supported the opposing team replacing it with his, leaving you bare except his jersey draping over you with your tits poking out as your eyes did the waterworks, wetting your entire face.
Fuck he loved that, not that he is an sadist or anything but my g0d when it came to you that was a different story, he licked off your salty tears on your face before forming a sly curl on his lips as he leaned closer towards your neck where he starts nibbling on it, to full blown biting, creating a visible red angry mark that matched many others scattered across your neck.
He manhandled you onto your stomach before planting your face into the car seat “l-let go off me I- I can’t bwreathh” your words went unnoticed he simply just put more pressure on your head.
“It’s all your fault for making me lose.” He angrily muttered, “This is the least you could do f’me.”
He was still fully clothed yet with his other hand he pulled oh so easily your hip upwards as he grinded his bulge against you, making him grunt in the process. “I should fuck your cute little ass” you panicked in response and shook your head no frantically but he only chuckled. he wasn’t asking.
“Then tell me why the fuck you were wearing his jersey hm?” He grabbed a fistful of your hair before pulling it up, forcing you to whine in pain.
“B-because h..he’s my bestfrien—“ you sob
“And you are my girlfriend.”
Repeat after me:
“I am a loser. I exist to be bullied.”
Repeat.
“I need to be humiliated and degraded.”
Repeat.
“My pleasure comes from being toyed with, I am a plaything.”
Repeat.
Again.
Bully playing with my nipples… bully playing with my nipples save me… bully pinching and pulling and flicking and twisting my nipples and laughing at how hard they get and the cute little noises I make come save me
Important message to all my fellow princess blogs:
Pushes you down and takes your crown and laughs at you wahahahaha <3
I L❤️VE making men suffer!
"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.