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your legs are burning and your chest feels like it's on fire. but you don't stop running. you can't.
you don't know how long you've been gone. only that are your feet are bloody, your vision is blurring, and your pulse is loud enough to drown out any other noise.
you see headlights.
you panic first. then, hope. please, please don't be him.
the car swerves to a stop and a door slams open. a tall figure in all black rushes towards you.
"woah, hey. hey, are you okay?" his voice is deep, warm, normal. he crouches, eyes scanning your face, your trembling hands. "what happened to you?"
your lips barely move. "he took me. locked me somewhere. i-i think he drugged me.. i got out, i ran-"
the man doesn't waste a second. he shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around you, one strong arm curling around your shoulder.
"you're safe now. i got you." he opens the passenger door and helps you in. "my name's yunho. you're okay now, i promise."
you're warm. for the first time in weeks, your body isn't shaking.
"you're doing good," yunho says, glancing at you. "just a little longer. i'll take care of everything."
your throat's raw from crying, but you nod. "thank you," you whisper. "thank you so much."
he doesn't ask many questions, not like you'd expect. he doesn't want the details. doesn't even flinch when you mutter mingi's name, voice cracked and terrified.
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you don't know when you doze off. but when you do wake up, the car isn't moving anymore.
you blink. the sun's lower now. the forest outside looks familiar, too familiar.
your heart stutters. "where are we?"
yunho's already out of the car, rounding to your side. he opens the door slowly. "come on," he says gently. "he's waiting."
your blood goes cold. "no. no no no no-"
but yunho catches you before you can scramble out the other side. he holds you tight to his chest, you try to kick and thrash, but he's solid.
"don't do that," he murmurs. "you'll hurt yourself."
"you said! you said you'd help me-"
"i did," he says, voice low. "i brought you home."
mingi's already at the door of the cabin. his hoodie is pushed back to show his messy hair and wild eyes. but he doesn't look angry. he looks relieved.
"god, you're such a brat when you run," he mutters, walking towards you. "i was gonna kill someone if you didn't show up soon."
"she's fine," yunho replies, holding you tight. "just scared."
mingi smiles, eyes softening as he cups your cheek, causing you to flinch. "baby," he says. "you don't have to be scared anymore." then he looks at yunho. "you're staying, right?"
yunho shrugs. "you said we'd do this together."
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you don't speak for the first few days. not to them. not even to yourself.
your body is in the cabin, but your mind is somewhere far behind you.
you flinch every time mingi walks in. yunho's presence makes your skin crawl in a dreadful way. because he looks at you like you're some rescue dog he found in the rain. like you owe him.
"you need to eat," yunho says, nudging the bowl toward you gently. you don't move. he crouches in front of you, voice soft. "you're not gonna get better like this."
your throat tightens. "i don't want anything from you."
"i know," he says. and then, more gently, "but you do need it."
you glance at the bowl. it's not poisoned, probably. it smells like miso soup. something warm, comforting, safe.
"mingi made it," yunho adds like that's supposed to help. you shove it away, causing the bowl to tip. some of the broth spills on the blanket.
"baby..." mingi sighs from across the room. he's perched in the old recliner by the fireplace, hoodie sleeves shoved up. "we're really trying here."
"trying?" your voice cracked. "you fucking drugged me. kidnapped me. you said you loved me."
"i do," mingi says, standing. he walks over slowly, confidently. he knows you won't move, he doesn't need to worry anymore.
because yunho's in the doorway, arms crossed like a guard blocking an exit.
"you said you were scared," mingi murmurs, crouching beside you. "i just want to make you feel safe."
you flinch when his fingers brush your knee. yunho doesn't move from the doorway, just watches. always watching.
"you lied to me," you whisper, staring at the spilled soup.
mingi exhales through his nose like he's disappointed in you. like you're the one being unreasonable. "i didn't lie," he says. "i just did what had to be done."
yunho cuts in from across the room. "you wouldn't have lasted out there. not with the way you were running. what if someone worse had found you?"
"you are the worse person!"
they don't react. yunho just closes the door behind him, locking it with a quiet click.
mingi strokes a hand down your hair. "i know you're angry. i know you're confused. but one day you'll understand." he leans in, lips brushing the top of your head. "this is where you belong."
Pairing: Jeong Yunho/reader
Word count: 1,2k
Genre: Smut, angst, toxic relationship, no happy ending
Summary: Your relationship with Yunho had been toxic from the start. He belittled you, hurt you and made you feel less than. He also made you come harder than anyone ever had. One month ago you'd had enough and walked out of his life, promising yourself you'd never be back. Unfortunately, nothing has managed to recreate the high of Yunho and one late night, the desperation simply becomes too much.
Contains: Toxic dom!Yunho, humiliation, degradation, begging, butt plug, painal, possessiveness, sadism/masochism, not safe sane and consensual, dubious consent, Daddy and puppy as titles, mutual masturbation, phone sex, subdrop.
A/N: This was in my writing app as a very rough draft and I just felt like mean Yunho tonight so here we go! Heed the tags folks.
Thank you to my wonderful @gooddaykate for helping me with the header and cheering me on as always! You're the best babe!
Yunho Masterlist Part 2
“whatcha doin?”
You probably shouldn't have sent the message but the hand between your legs isn't doing it for you, and you just need that extra push.
“Why? You horny?”
You're so predictable that it's humiliating but you're too desperate to care.
“yes nothing I do is helping please help me”
“Aw is my little pup all needy for her daddy? Humping her pillows and fingers and making herself cry cause she's too stupid to cum?”
His mean words carry their familiar sting but they're working their magic like he knows they always do.
“please daddy need you”
“Say the words and I might help”
He’s such an asshole.
“fuck off!”
“Your loss, baby”
The callous words and the following silence make you panic, hand shaking so hard that you almost drop the phone when you rush to type out your response.
“no no wait please don't leave me I'm sorry!”
You don’t think you breathe until you see the typing bubble.
“Then you know what to do”
His response has the shame burn through your body, the truth of the humiliation you’re about to put yourself through hurts and yet your pussy clenches. Hard.
You open the message app's camera and hit the record button, all while still rubbing your clit. The face that stares back at you on the screen is desperate, eyes brimming with tears and lips trembling when you force the words past your lips no matter how sick they make you.
“I'm a desperate needy little puppy who's too dumb to cum without her daddy's help.”
You save and hit send. He calls not even a minute later.
“Surprised you know how to work the camera. Who gave you the silly idea that you're smart enough for that?”
You hate the way your pussy clenches at the ridicule but you can’t help the way you keep whining for him, the need in you too strong.
“Please, Daddy, need to be dumb for you again.”
“Aw, it's so hard having to be smart, isn't it?” He coos and you moan at the way the condescension goes straight to your core. “Your life was much easier when you were on your knees for me, cock in your throat, when your only purpose was being good for me, wasn't it?”
“Want it.” You whimper, the familiar haze settling in your mind with the way his words wash over you, his voice as honey sweet as ever. “Don't want to think anymore, Daddy.”
“Is your ass stuffed, pup?”
Fuck.
“No, Daddy.” You whisper, chills running down your spine because you know he’s not going to be happy about that.
“Why not?” He asks, the cold in his voice familiar in the worst way. “You know you aren't allowed to cum without your little hole stretched and uncomfortable.”
“Please, Daddy, it’ll hurt!”
“Because you've been slacking, puppy.” He says, chastising you like a child and setting your whole body on fire with shame. “Your hole would be fine if you didn't get big ideas that you could cum from your pussy and neglected everything Daddy taught you.”
“Daddy…” You beg, hoping that this will be the one time where he takes pity on you but you should have known better.
“Stuff yourself or I'll leave you to fend for yourself like the pathetic stray you are.” He practically growls and his threat of abandonment physically makes you cower on the bed.
“Don't want to hurt…” You sniffle, fat tears running down your cheeks and you can hear the moan Yunho fails to hold back as he’s no doubt touching himself to the sound of you crying for him.
“Too bad. You ignored all the hard work I put into making you perfect, now you'll suffer the consequences.” He says and you hate the way your hand starts moving to the nightstand drawer where you’ve kept the toys he got for you. “Stuff that little hole for Daddy, puppy. Be a good dumb little girl and stretch yourself to take your owner’s cock again”
“I'm sorry daddy.” You sniffle as your fingers wrap around the cool metal of the smallest of the plugs, although to be fair it’s nowhere near small in your book, and cover it with lube.
“I know you are, baby, but you should have known you couldn't do this without me.” He says as you start teasing your hole with the tip of the plug, trying to warm the muscle up for what you’re about to put it thought. “You know you're going to be punished for thinking you knew better than Daddy, don't you? For thinking that you could walk away from me without consequences.”
“Y-yes, Daddy.” You answer, breath hitching as your poor asshole stretches around the body of the plug.
“Let me hear you whimper, baby, you know how much I love it.” Yunho moans, and imagining his thumb teasing the sensitive tip of his cock helps distract you enough to give the final push to let the plug settle inside you. The discomfort that instantly blooms as your insides are forced to accommodate the cold metal has you crying out while your hips can’t help but grind against the fingers still at your clit. “That's it, such a good puppy doing what she's told. So much easier just listening to Daddy, isn't it baby?”
“Hurts.” You whimper even as the tension in your belly coils tighter than it has in the month since you walked out of Yunho’s apartment, vowing to never again return.
“It's supposed to, baby, can't believe you forgot that's how I like you.” He chuckles breathlessly, stroking himself if the sounds over the phone are anything to go by. “Uncomfortable and crying for me.”
“Please, Daddy…” You breathe, hating the way you’re hanging onto his every word as your body betrays you, climbing ever higher chasing the release you so desperately seek.
“Say the words, puppy.” He moans darkly, sounding as close as you are. “Give yourself to me and I’ll give you what you need.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I’ll never leave you again. Please just let me come.”
“You’ll let me collar you? Corrupt and break you like the pathetic mutt you are?”
His words are shackles around your wrists and neck, but yours are the key that turns the lock.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Come for me, puppy.”
The weight of the orgasm crushes you under it. Your lungs are unable to draw breath and your vision blacks out as your body seizes around the plug. The painful stretch of it only prolongs the excruciating high, and the only thing that keeps you from panicking is Yunho’s voice on the other end of the phone talking you through it.
He’s never as soft and gentle with you as when he’s already pushed you past the breaking point, praising and rewarding you for allowing him to hurt you for his pleasure.
This time it seems you’ve been pushed too far though, unable to stop the tears violently racking your your body, no matter how much he praises you.
“Yu- Yunho!” You gasp through what’s turning into hyperventilation, needing more than your cold bed and a voice over a call.
“Need me to come over?” He asks, and in your distress you can’t discern whether there’s a worried tone in his voice or not.
You’re only able to sob but he takes it as a yes.
“I’ll be there in a bit, puppy.” He says, sounding far too pleased with himself as he seems to get out of his seat. “I never did return your key.”
How Did We Get Here? - Prologue Part 4 (Yunho/fem!reader)
Pairing: Jeong Yunho/reader
Word count: 1,3k
Genre: Smut, angst, toxic relationship
Summary: Looking back, you can see it, how he slowly got you to your limits and pushed you over. But in the moment, he was just Yunho.
Contains: Toxic dom!Yunho,, degradation, butt plug, sadism/masochism, not safe sane and consensual, extremely dubious consent bordering non-consent, Daddy and puppy as titles, manipulation, breathplay, deepthroating, somnophilia, passing out, almost ignored safeword.
A/N: I am not okay and neither are Yunho and puppy. Thank you to my beautiful beta @gooddaykate for sticking with this story and cheering me on like always!
Enjoy!
Series Masterlist
Prologue Part 3 Prologue Part 5
Yunho's not having a good day. That much is clear when he comes home in silence, shutting the door behind him harder than usual.
No greeting you, no open arms for you to step into, no soft smile on his face.
"Welcome home, Daddy." You say, trying to put him in a good mood by using his title but the way he looks at you makes it clear it's not working.
"On your knees." He says, and it takes you a second to hear him.
"What?"
"I said," His hand shoots out, burying itself in your hair and pulling, a shocked gasp leaving you at the force behind it. "Get on your knees."
"Y-Yes, Daddy." You stammer, hating the swirl of emotions mixing together in your belly and moving south as you sink to your knees in front of him, your mouth falling open without prompting.
The hand in your hair loosens slightly, and the grim look on Yunho's face softens as he watches the drool gather on your tongue and the way you let it drip down your front.
"I'm sorry, puppy" He says as he lets go to pet your hair, watching your lashes flutter sweetly for him. "Daddy's going to be rough on you tonight and I need you to take it without complaining. I don't want to have to punish you when I'm like this, but you know I will."
"I'll be good, Daddy, I promise." You say, wanting to reach out to undo his jeans, but you know better than to make your own choices when he's like this.
"My sweet, dumb little puppy." He chuckles and the word dumb goes right between your legs, leaving you squeezing your plug. "You have no idea how much I love you like this."
He pulls off his belt and secures your arms behind your back, a sting of humiliation that he doesn't trust you to keep your hands to yourself, but you know it's to help you be good. To help you not get punished.
He's half-hard as he grabs the back of your head and pushes you against his cock. You do your best to kiss and lick where you can reach, but he holds you still as he ruts against your face, feeling your breath on his sensitive skin.
He moves you back against the wall, trapping you between him and it, and kicks your legs open so you get no relief other than from your plug and from pleasing him.
"You breathe when you can, this isn't about you." He warns, barely waiting for you to nod before he's pushing his way into your mouth, lodging himself deep in your throat and stopping.
A heavy sigh leaves him as you gag around him, the tension in his shoulders melting away and his eyes falling shut. "Fuck."
He holds you there, nose pushed against his pubic bone, all air cut off, as you struggle to look up at him.
You're pretty good at this normally, but he usually warms you up a bit first, and you hate yourself for the way you’re already struggling without it.
"Settle." He mutters, pushing you harder against the wall, holding your head so you can't even shake it to dislodge him. "Go dumb, puppy. Let your owner use you like you're meant to be used. My little fleshlight."
It's a struggle now, but you try your best to stay still, holding out hope that maybe he'll take pity on you before you pass out.
"Good puppy, you don't need air." He whispers, petting your hair as he feels you start to try to shift away. "All you need is to be a nice wet hole for Daddy to use when he's feeling stressed."
You want to be, but your lungs are burning and all you can do is blink up at him through tears and hope he understands.
He moves but it's barely enough for you to pull in any air, pushing right back down and grinding against your face.
"Take it, puppy, stop fighting me. Stop trying to think."
You scream, or as well as you can around the cock in your throat, hands frantically tapping the wall behind you.
He looks you dead in the eyes for three full seconds before he pulls back, far enough to let you breathe but never fully leaving your mouth.
"Good job, puppy." He chuckles, pushing his cock between your teeth and your cheek, tapping the obscene bulge with his hand as you pant and sob. "Did so well keeping your little teeth to yourself."
You hadn't even thought about biting him, you didn't even let your teeth touch him.
"Do better this time though." He says and like that he's back in your throat, what little air you'd managed to get already running out. "You know how I feel about you giving up on yourself like that, pup." He says, watching your teary eyes widen in distress. "It always makes me so sad when you don't trust me to take care of you."
You gurgle an apology and he laughs, it's a tired but real one and for a moment you forget about needing air.
"Aw, I forgive you, baby. It's not easy being a dumb puppy needing Daddy to think for you all the time, is it?"
You want to shake your head but know he'd take it as you giving up again, so you give your best nod instead.
"You poor thing." He chuckles, feeling your throat squeezing him as it desperately searches for air. "Keep your eyes open, you know I love to see you go down for me."
You try so hard but the black dots closing in make it difficult and only when you start to go limp does Yunho start pulling back.
He fucks your throat with steady thrusts, fire running through his veins at how you suck in desperate little breaths around him every time he pulls back.
You're all the way down now. Your eyes are empty and your body is barely functioning, all from a little breath play and some choice words.
Every now and then he stays down in your throat to feel you desperately squeeze him, taking you to the edge of consciousness where he can see your eyes flutter shut, and only then does he pull back, slapping you as he does to shock you back into your body again.
He keeps talking to you the whole way through, praising you for going dumb, for giving him control, for loving him so much.
You do finally pass out when he comes down your throat. He knows he shouldn't have taken you that far tonight, but you felt so good milking him and swallowing around him that he lost himself.
He picks you up off the floor, undoes his belt and carries you into the bedroom. You're a an absolute mess, and he cleans you up before he puts you on your side, before he quickly undresses and lies down behind you.
He can't stop himself from taking your plug out and burying himself in your ass, knowing he’s going to need to fuck you when you come to so he might as well be nice and stretch you out now to make it easier.
He wraps himself around you, locking you into place against him, knowing you're going to fight when you come out of it. But he knows as soon as you feel him moving in your little hole, you're going to thank him for it.
How Did We Get Here? - Prologue Part 3 (Yunho/fem!reader)
Pairing: Jeong Yunho/reader
Word count: 1,3k
Genre: Smut, angst, toxic relationship
Summary: Looking back, you can see it, how he slowly got you to your limits and pushed you over. But in the moment, he was just Yunho.
Contains: Toxic dom!Yunho, humiliation, degradation, begging, butt plug, inspection, painal, sadism/masochism, not safe sane and consensual, extremely dubious consent bordering non-consent, Daddy and puppy as titles, manipulation, assumed CNC but is it though?
A/N: I have nothing to add about this man, other than the fact I'm feral for him and he needs to take responsibility! This one is for my beloved beta and bestie @gooddaykate and the number one toxic Yunho enjoyer @sancerely-yours!
Enjoy!
Series Masterlist
Prologue Part 2 Prologue Part 4
"Yunho, I don't have time for this." You say as your boyfriend pushes you down on the counter and holds you there.
"You agreed to the rules, pup. You'll make time."
"I'm serious!" You try to wiggle out of his hold but the way he's pushing you down by the back of your neck makes it difficult, and you claw at his hands as he pins you to the counter.
"Stay still." He growls, momentarily releasing your neck to lock your wrists in your cuffs behind your back, before pushing you back down. "Do you really want me to punish you again?"
You'd made yourself come last night while he was out with his friends and he'd paddled your ass so hard, sitting is going to be hell today.
You stop resisting him, but you're nowhere near relaxed, earning yourself a sharp smack that makes your knees buckle and tears well up in your eyes.
"If you just did as you're told, I wouldn't have to do this, pup, you know that." He sighs but you don't apologize like you usually do. "You're being bad right now, puppy, and you know how I feel about badly behaved mutts."
The shiver of fear that runs through you has your legs shifting open for him as you force yourself to relax, tears now running freely down your face.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." You whisper, your ass hurting too much to be able to handle another punishment, and the hand that comes to knead your bruised cheek has you sobbing.
"You should be." Yunho says, watching you fight the need to pull away again, giving your stinging flesh an extra firm squeeze to make you whimper. "I taught you better than this."
"I'm going to be late for work." You continue to whisper, flinching when he rips your panties off to reveal the shameful wetness between your legs, and the base of your plug.
"I don't care. You’ll make time." He says, pulling down his sweats and coats himself in your arousal. "You always fight it and yet you always get so wet when I make you submit to me. Doesn't that say something about you, pup? That you actually like it?"
"I don't." You whimper as he kicks your legs more open, only to panic when he starts pulling on the plug. "Wait, no, no, Yunho, I don't want that!"
"Hush, puppy. You've known it was coming, if you hadn't been such a bitch this morning, I would have let you have your first time on the bed, but you made your decision."
"No, Yunho please, please don't!" You cry, pulling on your restraints as he lines himself up and slowly pushes inside your virgin hole.
"You have the power to stop it, puppy. Why aren't you using it?" He moans as he slowly but surely opens you up on his cock, as your insides burn and your pussy drips onto the floor.
You don't know. Your head's a fucking mess. You plead and beg with him to stop, and yet the safeword for emergencies lingers on the edge of your mind and you don't reach for it.
He would stop. You know he would. He's never not listened before. So why aren't you saying it?
"I think you want this, puppy." Yunho says about halfway in, rocking back and forth for a few moments to help you relax around him. "I think you like it when I decide what's best for you. Why else would you let me do this to you?"
You don't have an answer.
Before Yunho you had never even though of putting anything in your butt, and especially no kind of edge play, and now you're bent over the kitchen counter in your work clothes, with your skirt pushed up above your hips, hands locked behind your back and your boyfriend's massive cock halfway up your ass.
"Y-Yunho, please." You beg when he continues pushing, slowly filling you until he has you speared on him, lodged so deep inside you can almost feel him in your throat.
"That's not my name, puppy." He says, swatting your ass and making you yelp like the puppy you are. "What's the name of your owner? I know you know this even when you're cock drunk. I’ve drilled it into you enough times."
"Daddy..." You whisper and you whimper when you're rewarded with his hand between your legs.
"That's it, good puppy. I knew she was in there somewhere. I'm still upset at your behavior so I'm not going to help you today."
Your hips start moving on their own at his words, the pressure on your clit is too light but it's something as you hump his hand while incidentally fucking yourself on his cock in your attempt to soothe yourself.
"There you go, good puppy." He grunts, squeezing the back of your neck to make you whimper again. "You're taking me so well, I knew you could do it. I told you you could but you keep doubting me, don't you, puppy?"
"Yes, Daddy." You regurgitate the answer you know he wants, your mind turning blissfully empty from it all. "I'm sorry, Daddy."
"It's okay, I forgive you, pup." The hand at your neck softens, and you whimper happily at the first sign of softness from him. "You just have to do your best to let go of those silly ideas that you can't do something just because you're scared. And Daddy will always be here to help you."
"T-Thank you, Daddy." You whimper, grinding against his hand, feeling the pleasure slowly start to build deep in your belly. "Feels good."
"I know it does, that's why I've been helping you get to this point. It's so different from being stuffed with a toy or a plug, isn't it?"
"Daddy..."
"What is it, baby? What does my puppy need?"
"More," You mumble, squeezing around him so sweetly. "Need more, Daddy."
"You need your Daddy to fuck your cute little ass, do you? You won't whine and bitch about it being too much if I do?" He says, cruelly removing his hand, leaving you nothing to hump to take the pain away.
"No, Daddy, I promise! Please, I need it!" You sound so frantic, Yunho almost comes on the spot, but he gives you his hand back and tightens the hold on your neck.
"Better keep that fucking promise." He growls and pulls almost all the way out before he slams back inside, knocking the air out of your lungs as he starts fucking you hard.
He shows you no mercy even when you do break your promise, only presses harder against your clit to feel you desperately try to get some friction as he pounds your insides the way you begged him too.
You're so fucking tight and warm, a perfect fit him and as he's getting close, he gives you the mercy of rubbing your clit to make you squeeze him even tighter.
He makes you beg him to come, dragging it out longer than usual to make sure you're completely out of your mind before he grants you permission, letting you milk him as he shoots his load deep inside your ass for the first time.
He keeps you there against the kitchen counter until he softens enough to slip out and then promptly plugs you back up, trapping his cum inside you, before he even thinks about letting you up.
He straightens your skirt, undoes the restraints and checks the blood flow of your wrists before he finally pulls you into his arms.
You're crying like a baby, sobbing into his chest and you nod near hysterically when he asks if you'd like him to call in sick for you at work.
He carries you into the bathroom where he undresses you and gets you in the shower before getting on his knees and eating you out for being such a good puppy for him.
You don't remember your own name by the time he gets you back into bed, much less that big presentation at work you've been working at for the past two weeks.
How Did We Get Here? - Prologue Part 1 (Yunho/fem!reader)
Pairing: Jeong Yunho/reader
Word count: 1k
Genre: Smut, angst, toxic relationship
Summary: Looking back, you can see it, how he slowly got you to your limits and pushed you over. But in the moment, he was just Yunho.
Contains: Toxic dom!Yunho, humiliation, degradation, begging, butt plug, painal, sadism/masochism, not safe sane and consensual, dubious consent, Daddy and puppy as titles, manipulation.
A/N: This man has me in a chokehold again and no one is allowed to look into why he makes for such a good villain in my eyes! This one is for my beloved beta and bestie @gooddaykate and the number one toxic Yunho enjoyer @sancerely-yours!
Enjoy!
Yunho Masterlist
Series Masterlist Prologue Part 2
"I’m scared, baby." You whisper, looking back over your shoulder as Yunho rubs the lube over your hole transfixed by the way it almost gives way when he presses his thumb against it.
"I know, but you're being so brave for me." He says, smacking your ass to take your mind off your nerves. "Such a good puppy."
"P-please don't call me that, it's embarrassing." You whimper, hiding your face in your hands but he can see the way your pussy clenches at the name.
"Why? Is it really that embarrassing to be sweet? To be loyal and caring?" He gives it a push and his thumb slips inside, loving the way you fight the instinct to pull away from the unfamiliar feeling. "So eager to please?"
"I'm not a dog, Yunho." You throw back but your voice is breathy, and he can see just how wet you're getting.
"You're right, you're not a dog. You're a puppy." He chuckles, feeling you clench down on his thumb. "My sweet, adorable little puppy who always makes me so happy."
"Baby…"
"Hm?" Yunho hums, pushing further until you've taken him to the first knuckle, giggling when you yelp. "What is it, puppy? Talk to Daddy."
"M-my clit," You mumble into the covers. and he smacks you again to make you lift your head. "Please touch it. Need it."
"Aw, good job, pup. Good job telling Daddy you're feeling needy." You're drenched now and he takes his time ghosting his fingers over your clit, keeping you in the discomfort a little longer. "I'm so proud of you, baby. You're being so brave even though I told you you didn't have anything to worry about. Silly puppy."
Soft circles on your clit and he starts moving his thumb. Slowly in and out, feeling your hole relaxing ever so slightly every time he pulls back.
You're squeezing him, the humiliation and submission working your brain into accepting what you'd previously been so apprehensive about.
"Think my good girl can handle two fingers?"
"N-no, it'll hurt."
"Only a little bit, it's part of it. But I won't let you tear, I promise." He coos, leaning over you to kiss your shoulder, a weak little whimper leaving you at the softness of the action. "I know you can do it, just relax."
He pulls out, still circling your clit as he gives you more lube, watching it gather at the tiny gape before he brings his fingers back.
He has to smack your ass a couple more times before you're relaxed enough to take him and he almost comes watching your hole stretch obscenely around his digits to the sound of your sobs.
"Yunho please-" You whine, gasping when his first knuckles push inside. "It's too much. It hurts."
"You can always use your safeword if you don't think you can handle it." He says, pausing but not pulling out to let you stretch further while you gather your thoughts. "But I know you can. I'd never give you more than I know you can handle."
Your silence is a victory, and he pulls back an inch before slowly pushing back, increasing the pressure on your clit to what he knows you like.
"Do you trust me, pup?"
You shiver, ass squeezing him so tight he actually worries you might hurt yourself.
"I-I do."
"Then say it like you mean it. Like I taught you."
The breath you take is a big one, pushing the remaining silly thoughts out of your pretty head, and he grins watching you obey.
"I trust you, Daddy."
"That's it." He coos, pushing deeper while continuing the circles on your clit, knowing you're getting close. "You're so perfect, baby, such a beautiful puppy for me. You're everything to me. Let me give you everything you need, everything my perfect girl could ever want."
"D-Daddy!"
"What do you say, puppy? What do perfect girls say when they want to come?"
"I'm yours, Daddy, please let me come!"
He finally bottoms out, two fingers pushed as deep as they can go inside your virgin hole, and the sobs it draws from you are magical.
"Come for me, puppy."
You've never orgasmed harder.
Yunho's fingers on your clit prolongs your climax, as he whispers what a perfect puppy you are for him, how lucky he is to have you in his life, that good puppies get treats.
It's only when you reach back, trying to stop the overstimulation that he pulls the fingers out of your ass and reaches for the plug. It's only the smallest one but you still manage to struggle before he gets it in properly, continuing to rub your sore clit while it settles inside you.
He pulls down his sweats and sheaths himself balls deep in your pussy, grabbing hold of your now flailing arms to hold them still at the small of your back as he starts fucking you.
You're so fucking tight with the plug in you, and the little whimpers and grunts his hips punch out of you on every stroke has him on the edge embarrassingly fast.
He rubs you harder as he gets close, leaving you shaking as it's all too much for your poor body to handle.
"Come for me again, puppy." He moans, your pussy fluttering and clenching around him like crazy. "Come and show me my good girl likes to be stuffed full."
How Did We Get Here? - Prologue Part 2 (Yunho/fem!reader)
Pairing: Jeong Yunho/reader
Word count: 1,3k
Genre: Smut, angst, toxic relationship
Summary: Looking back, you can see it, how he slowly got you to your limits and pushed you over. But in the moment, he was just Yunho.
Contains: Toxic dom!Yunho, humiliation, degradation, begging, butt plug, anal beads, painal, sadism/masochism, not safe sane and consensual, dubious consent, Daddy and puppy as titles, manipulation, double penetration, interrupted use of safeword.
A/N: I have nothing to add about this man, other than the fact I'm feral for him and he needs to take responsibility! This one is for my beloved beta and bestie @gooddaykate and the number one toxic Yunho enjoyer @sancerely-yours!
Sooooo I had scheduled this for next week but I'm so excited I'm posting it now!!! Enjoy!
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Prologue Part 1 Prologue Part 3
"That's it, puppy, breathe." Yunho coos as he strokes the length of your back, watching your hole slowly stretch and close around beads he's feeding into it.
"They're too big, Daddy." You whimper, tugging on your restraints firmly achored to the headboard. "I can't take it."
"You keep saying that, baby." Yunho says as he smacks your ass, pausing with the string of beads not even halfway in. "And yet you're stretching so beautifully around them."
Another two smacks, each one harder than the last, the sound of your broken moans filling the bedroom.
"Do you really think your hole would stretch this much if it wasn't meant to? Hm? Do you think you'd be this close to the edge if your body didn't crave it? My sweet perverted little puppy."
"T-that's just because it's you, Daddy." You whimper as he rewards your words by pushing another bead into you, the ones already inside moving even deeper making you shiver.
"That’s right, baby. You'd never let anyone else do this to you, would you? Only Daddy gets to play with you like this."
"Y-Yes." You hiss when an even bigger bead gets pushed inside and you think about calling yellow, but like always, as soon as the though enters your mind, there's a hand between your legs, rubbing soothing circles over your clit to help it leave again.
"There you go, just relax, puppy. Daddy's got you. I know what you need." He whispers, leaning down to kiss your flaming cheeks and chuckling when it makes you whimper. "You're doing so well, I'm so proud of you, baby."
"T-Thank you, Daddy." You mumble, gently grinding into his hand, the beads inside you shifting with the movement, and it makes you feel even fuller.
"Good puppy, hump Daddy's hand. Help yourself relax." Yunho whispers, letting you regulate yourself the way you've started doing on your own lately with his full support. "I'm going to give you two more and let you rest again, can you do that for me?"
Your mind is swimming, but you think you nod. You whimper when the hand between your legs disappears and comes down hard on your ass again, two large beads being unceremoniously pushed inside, and you sob in relief when you're rewarded with his hand back.
"See, that wasn't so bad." Yunho coos as if he can't tell you're crying but the way he rubs your clit and kisses your back keeps you pliant. "You've just got to listen when I say you can do something, puppy. No more of this self-doubt, my sweet girl can do anything I say she can, isn't that right?"
"Yes, Daddy." You mumble, grinding into his hand, trying to ignore the shame of how good being so full feels. "Thank you."
"Aw, you're welcome, puppy. And you're more than halfway now when you'd thought you couldn't even take one of them." Another smack and your hips stutter with a whine before resuming their humping.
"Wanna come, Daddy..." You mumble, chasing the high but Yunho gives you another smack before he pulls his hand away again.
"No coming until you're full, baby, you know this." He says, slowly pushing an even bigger bead inside your poor aching hole. "You get so sensitive after you come and you get so whiny about your ass hurting that we wouldn't be able to finish. And we need to finish today's training, don't we, puppy? Otherwise, no cummies at all."
He knows how much you hate the word, how small and humiliated it makes you feel, which is why he uses it sparingly, like now, when you're deep enough not to tell him no.
"D-Daddy please, I need to come."
"After we're done, baby, you know the rules."
The rules. Oh, how he loves the rules!
It took him so much work and patience to be able to introduce you to them without you running for the door.
A lot of them are the standard ones: listen to Daddy, be polite, always tell Daddy when you go out at night, eat and drink healthy things.
But then there are the specific ones that he's so happy you didn't outright turn down when he slowly but surely introduced them into your dynamic.
Puppy will not come without permission. Daily training must be completed before puppy is allowed to come. Puppy's ass must be filled before she gets permission to come. Puppy must present for inspection whenever Daddy deems it necessary.
You've been so good about following them too. You're allowed to play with yourself, but you still almost always come to Yunho when you're feeling needy and need to take the edge off.
He knows you still feel a certain way about doing your lessons on your own, which has meant that even when you've played with yourself, you aren't allowed to come. Which has really taken the fun out of it, and you now defer to him when it comes to your pleasure.
He hadn't planned it this way, but it's worked out wonderfully in his favor.
He feeds two more beads into your hungry little hole, watching it greedily swallow them both as he praises you for how well you're doing. He even slips two fingers inside your pussy, pressing upwards as he lightly fucks you to feel the ridges of the beads through the thin wall separating them from his fingers. He pointedly avoids your g-spot, it's really more of an inspection than a fucking and you're left even more on edge from it once he pulls out.
He talks you through the last three beads, the final one big enough for even him to wonder if you'll be able to take it, but like the champion you are, you manage. Even if it's to the sounds of you sobbing and begging him to please let you come.
It takes some effort for him to bury himself in your pussy, the pressure on your insides something he's never experienced before, and you're close to delirious when he starts fucking you.
You're so cute with the way you mindlessly tug on your restraints, clenching around him like a vice as he keeps you on the edge for as long as he can, dragging out the overstimulation for you until you wouldn't be able to tell him your own name.
"You ready, puppy?" He grunts as he slams into you, punching the air out of your very lungs on every thrust.
"Y-yes, D-Daddy." You somehow manage to cry as he turns your brain further into mush.
"What do good puppies say?"
"I'm- I'm y-yours, Daddy, please- please let me c-cum."
You don't even have to think about the words anymore and the knowledge that he's imprinted them into your brain makes him growl as he reaches down to rub your clit for you, too dumb to even grind against his hand yourself.
"Come for me, puppy."
The way you clench down on both him and the massive beads so deep inside you as Yunho never stops rubbing your clit prolongs the orgasm for so long that you start to panic. You twist and tug to get away, only for Yunho to put all of his weight on you, pushing you into the mattress with no choice but to take what he gives you.
You cry, you beg, you keep coming around him, and it isn't until you pass out that Yunho lets up and gets off you.
He carefully cleans you up, undoes your restraints and pulls the beads out of your ass, marveling at the sight of your pink insides as he watches you gape.
Unable to stop himself, he reaches into the nightstand for a plug, a size bigger than what you're used to, and slips it inside before he lies down on the bed and pulls you into his arms.
The next morning, a new rule has been added to the list on the fridge.
How Did We Get Here? - Prologue Part 5 (Yunho/fem!reader)
Pairing: Jeong Yunho/reader
Word count: 1,9k
Genre: Smut, angst, toxic relationship
Summary: Looking back, you can see it, how he slowly got you to your limits and pushed you over. But in the moment, he was just Yunho.
Contains: Toxic dom!Yunho,, degradation, butt plug, sadism/masochism, not safe sane and consensual, extremely dubious consent turning into non-consent, Daddy and puppy as titles, manipulation, choking, orgasm denial, chastity belt, anal only, ignored safeword, slapping.
A/N: Is this the last part of the prologue? Who knows. Not this gal! All the Wooyoung kisses to my beautiful bestie @gooddaykate for being the bestest little potato ever! Also @sancerely-yours, please know that you are a huge part of the reason this prologue even exists (so everyone blame or thank her for it xD) Support your local wildlife everyone!
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Prologue Part 4 Prologue Part ?
"Settle, pup." Yunho chuckles lowly in your ear, squeezing your thigh in warning when you can’t stop squirming. "You don't want Mingi to find out what a greedy little mutt you are, do you?"
"No, sir." You whisper back and fix your posture with a deep breath, your bruised ass and back of the thighs aching miserably from sitting still for so long.
You're so on edge, it’s not even funny. Even Yunho just touching your knee earlier had made you drip, and you're sure Mingi must know that something is going on from the way he watches in amusement.
"Everything okay?" He asks and you nod, giving him an easy smile that you know betrays none of the turmoil inside you.
"Everything's good. What were you saying again?"
Yunho watches you, so proud of your ability to act like he hasn't been pushing you to the edge of insanity all week.
He'd given another push last Friday. Gotten you nice and deep, and so pliant even though you cried while he fucked your throat as the machine worked your ass open on a new, bigger, dildo, before he'd pushed you.
"Look at you," He'd said as he had you trapped between his cock and the machine, drool running down your chin as your lungs burned. "So fucking greedy. Filled to the brim and still complaining about needing to come. You're such a spoiled little thing, always expecting to get things your way."
You'd apologized as soon as he'd let you breathe, even though you were too deep and too dumb to know what you were apologizing for. He had planned to let you come that night but your incessant whining about your ass being sore and how you needed to come to help it feel better, had made him want to change his mind.
"Do you really want to be like this, pup? Demanding and bitchy every time Daddy takes time out of his day to make you better? Don't you just want to make me happy? Not being worried about disappointing me all the time? Wouldn't that feel better?"
You'd nodded but he'd known it was only to make him happy, so he'd let you breathe again.
"Oh, you're going to be so good for me, puppy, I just know it." He'd chuckled, bending over you, forcing his cock even deeper down your throat as he gave you more lube and smacked your ass hard enough to make you scream around the intrusion in your throat. "My perfect girl. I'll give one last one to remember."
He’d ordered you the chastity belt that same night as you slept curled up against his chest. Of course, it had to be bright pink because girl puppies love pink, and he knows how embarrassed you get when he throws those little comments at you.
Since the package would only arrive around midday, and he was eager to get started, he’d woken you up turning you onto your back, hiking your hips up and proceeded to fuck your already sore ass, giving you nothing for you to hump your greedy little clit against.
You’d been so upset when he informed you that you had in fact agreed to a week of that, having no memory of it. But he'd kissed your lips, put you between his legs, gave you something to focus your little head on, and had been able to make you believe that you'd agreed to the terms.
He’d come down your throat so fast, realizing just how easy it was getting to dumb you down now. And seeing as you wouldn’t be allowed your usual way of regulating your pesky little emotions for the next week, he had a feeling he’d have to keep you down for most of it.
The couple of hours before delivery had been the roughest. Your hands had been constantly moving to where they shouldn't, until Yunho had finally had enough and put them behind your back in a reverse prayer tie, ensuring you stayed good and he wouldn’t be forced to punish you. He hadn’t wanted to start out the week by punishing you and souring the experience for you.
Although he didn’t use it as often as he’d like, the reverse prayer was one of his favorites. You always complained about how vulnerable you felt in it, and even though he often argued that that was part of the charm, he’d taken your preference to heart. Now, however, it was a necessity if anything, and it had the added bonus of making you completely dependent on him. You had to beg him for something so simple as getting hair out of your face, and he loved you for it.
Once the package arrived, and Yunho had you locked up nice and snug, you'd thought he would untie you, maybe ease you into it. But instead, he'd pushed you face first into the couch and fucked your ass so hard it made you see stars. He kept moaning about how you looked so fucking sexy locked up and dependent on him that he just wasn’t been able to control himself.
You shift in your seat. You're in the biggest plug Yunho currently owns, long and thick as it holds you open for him. In the past week, he’s only used your throat and your ass, and he’s been so excited about you in the belt that he’s been fucking you so often that he no longer needs to prep you, as long as the plug stays in at all times. The metal of the belt is nice and warm as it cups your pussy, so agonizingly close yet designed to give you nothing to hump.
A whole week of this and you're this close to losing your mind.
You've been snappy and emotional, earning yourself punishment after punishment until you were so bruised, Yunho had sat you down and told you, you had to stop fighting because he was worried you wouldn't be able to take much more. You've been so desperate that you've begged and pleaded with him to please let you come, that for the last two days he's resorted to keeping you gagged at home so he can get some peace and quiet.
The only thing that's been helping to take the edge off has been sucking his cock but it always ends the same way: with you on your stomach getting pounded into the couch until he comes in your ass and plugs you back up, leaving you even more desperate and in pain than before.
Tonight is the last night though, and if you could get away with it, you'd end the night early just so you'll be allowed to come faster.
But Yunho is showing no sign of getting ready to leave, and neither is Mingi. So, you're just stuck there, wishing Yunho would take a hint but he pointedly ignores every single one, squeezing your thigh and pushing you into your seat to put enough pressure on your bruises to get you to behave.
And when he finally gets you home and he buries himself in you, you're confused by why he wouldn’t take the belt off first, but you're so relieved you're finally done that you don't question it. You just do what you’ve been taught, what now comes natural to you: relax and take what he gives you.
"D-Daddy, please." You moan as you can feel him getting close, reaching back to touch him only for him to slam your hands back onto the bed.
"No touching. Bad puppy." He growls, putting his weight on you to compress you against the mattress, aggravating your bruised flesh, to make you gasp for air. "Just take it."
"But the belt-"
"Can't remember where- Fuck! Where I left the key. I'll get it tomorrow, puppy, don't worry."
"N-No, Daddy, you said today!" You cry as you thrash under him, ignoring the pain burning through your backside, needing him off you, but as always, he locks himself around you, keeping you where you are.
"Mm, and now I'm saying tomorrow." He moans, slamming into you. "Now, shut up and take it or I'll make it another week."
"No, Yunho, please! Re-"
The hand wrapping around your throat, squeezing hard, makes you choke on the precious word that's never left your lips before, and you clench around him tightly in your panic.
"Thaaaat’s it, puppy, good job." He grunts as he comes, fucking you through it to let you milk him for all he's worth before he finally releases you, needing to smack your face a few times to get you choking and spluttering on the free access to air.
"You did so good, baby!" He giggles as he rolls off you to pull you into his arms, kissing your tear-streaked cheeks as he rocks you, caressing the length of your back as his cum trickles out of you, coating your thighs and belt. "Oh my god, I can't believe you lasted a whole week. I'm so proud of you! Tomorrow I'll give you so many cummies you won't know what to do with them."
The praise warms you. The physical contact pulls you back from the ledge. Yunho's happiness soothes you as you lay motionless on top of him.
You had said it. Hadn't you?
Red.
He just hadn't heard you. He would have stopped if he had. You know he would have.
But all the praise and affection he lavishes on you can't wash away the sting of your bruises, or the pounding ache between your legs. It can’t distract you from how badly swallowing hurts, or how disgusting his cum feels dripping out of you in thick globs, you only now realizing he always traps it inside like it’s some sort of gift for you. Not even his kisses can take your mind off how strange it feels to have your ass empty after so long, the cool air touching your insides and making you shiver.
You've never felt it before. This feeling of being used. Of being just a hole.
You cling tighter to him as you quietly beg him to please plug you up. Being empty is wrong. Bad. You can’t stand it.
He coos and praises you for needing your plug and for asking so nicely for it, but even after he gives it to you, it doesn’t feel the same. You kiss him and hold him tight. You force yourself to take as much comfort from him as humanly possible, but even after he carries you to the bathroom and gets in the warm bath with you, you still feel cold.
Yunho feels you shivering and holds you to his chest, kissing your hair and telling you how proud he is, how perfect you were for him, and just how much he loves you for loving him.
You know you'll feel better once you get some sleep, it's been a rough week for you after all. But a small part of you wonders if the ice in your chest won't still be there when you wake up.
