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Okay I saw this post about mafia boss daughter x pathetic lesbian tortured by loan sharks. And idk if anyone's written off of this before (cause it's like 5 months old—ancient by internet time) but I knew I had to force my OCs into this situation. I really hope I did the prompt and art justice since this was written over like 3 days. And of course I had to make this transbian (and in my mind the art is already). So now, I present to you, morally dubious yuri. (2095 words)

Horny stuff: noncon, some blood, knifeplay, guns, petplay/collaring, vibrators, even more making out, dildos, strapons, eating out, rope bondage, orgasm denial, chastity, bondage, anal, cuddles (this may be morally dubious yuri but all of my stories must have cuddles sorry)

“Over fifty thousand dollars in debt. Lilac, you really fucked up this time. When do you intend to pay us back?”

Autumn puffs on her cigarette and observes the girl her mom is speaking to. Lilac is currently handcuffed and being flanked by two burly mafia loan sharks. She’s shrinking away from Autumn’s mom’s intimidating presence as she sits behind her desk. Autumn stands a little straighter.

“I’m really sorry, Miss Asta, but I don’t know. My boss won’t give me a raise, but I could try to be stingy on food, or—” Autumn’s mom silences Lilac with a glare.

“You’ll work for us then. Let me find an open position.” Asta puffs on her cigar and rifles through a stack of papers.

“Miss, I think I have a better idea.” Autumn tentatively interjects. Asta turns to her and nods.

“I still need a servant after the last one, and Lilac looks like she’d be perfect for the job.”

“Hmm.” Asta considers this for a moment, scrutinizing Lilac. “Okay, I’ll allow it. She looks easy anyway, I’m sure you can handle her.”

“Thank you. I’ll make sure to put her to good use.” She steps toward Lilac, who practically shrivels in fear. “Walk.” Autumn pulls on Lilac’s handcuffs, dragging her out of the room. Behind her, Autumn can hear her mom droning on about other legal business with the sharks.

“Wha—what happened to the other servant?” Lilac stutters, a complete nervous wreck.

Autumn flashes a grin behind her. “Oh, you know. I got bored of him and he wasn’t doing a good job, so I… disposed of him.” She keeps leading Lilac, pretending not to notice the reaction to that. She nods to the guard at her door and steps inside.

Autumn leaves Lilac by the door and heads to her large safe, making sure Lilac can see all the assorted weapons inside. She selects a knife, twirling it around and pointing it at Lilac. “Kneel.” She circles Lilac a couple times, considering her. Lilac squeezes her eyes shut and keeps her head down.

“I haven’t had a plaything in a little while,” Autumn purrs. She crouches in front of Lilac, using the flat of the blade to lift Lilac’s head up, and her eyes fly open in surprise. “And I’m very hungry.”

Lilac gulps and Autumn laughs. “Don’t worry, as long as you do exactly what I say, you’ll be fine. Now hold still.”

Autumn begins cutting away Lilac’s clothes with the knife. As she does so, she talks. “You know, I wasn’t entirely telling the truth when I said you’d be my servant. You will serve me, sure, but not in the way most think of.” To her credit, Lilac stays still, but she can’t help shivering, which causes Autumn to nick her leg. Still, Autumn carries on, until Lilac is naked on the ground.

“I was right, you are a fine specimen,” Autumn says approvingly. She puts out her cigarette on Lilac’s thigh, causing her to yelp, while taking in Lilac’s exposed body. She tries her best to hide herself, but the handcuffs make it difficult and seems to amuse Autumn. Then Autumn gets up, unbuttoning her shirt and tossing it aside as she goes to a cabinet. She quickly finds a leash and collar inside, and drops other toys on her nightstand.

“Purple for my Lilac.” She puts the collar on Lilac, who avoids making eye contact. “Come now, to the bed.” She grins naughtily now, getting a good blush out of Lilac.

Due to the leash and collar, Lilac has no choice but to climb on the bed after Autumn. Autumn reclines on the bed, tugging the leash to force Lilac onto her lap and their faces inches apart. Lilac can’t help but be captivated by Autumn, which gives Autumn some satisfaction. She could probably have this girl permanently submit by the end of the night.

With the hand free of the leash, Autumn traces Lilac’s cheek while whispering, “Remember, you belong to me now. I own you.” Then she grabs a fistful of Lilac’s hair and pulls her in for a kiss. Autumn’s tongue forces its way into Lilac’s mouth and towards her throat, and she makes a small noise that sounds like pleasure.

Eventually, Autumn breaks the kiss, leaving Lilac to blush and pant. She finds a small egg vibrator, flicks it on, and presses it under Lilac’s penis at the new erogenous zone created thanks to estrogen. She secures it with tape and is rewarded almost immediately when Lilac begins to leak and whimper quietly. Autumn takes a moment to revel in the sight of Lilac slowly getting harder and making a mess, their mixed lipsticks all over her face, before grabbing her hair again and going in for more sloppy kissing.

When Lilac nears orgasm, Autumn pulls away the vibrator, and frustration clearly shows on Lilac’s face.

“Not now pet, you don’t get to cum until I do,” Autumn says, pushing Lilac off and slipping out of her pants. “Get on your stomach.” Autumn picks up a new knife, testing the blade on her finger.

Lilac moves to her hands and knees, facing away from Autumn, expecting to get fucked. “I said, on your stomach,” Autumn says roughly, shoving Lilac completely down. “This will hurt, but you’ll survive if you stay still. Do you understand?” Of course, Lilac can only nod.

Autumn begins deftly carving letters into Lilac’s back, tracing them in blood. Lilac cries into the mattress, forcing Autumn to straddle her and pin her down. As she works, she says conversationally, “Many people do this in ink for some reason. I prefer something more permanent for my toys. How else am I supposed to make sure everyone knows you’re mine? Keep holding still, that’s it.”

After lots of pained gasps from Lilac, Autumn sits back and admires her work. Flawlessly written in Lilac’s tasty flesh are the letters “Autumn’s Property.”

“You can sit up now, pet,” Autumn says. She turns Lilac around to see her tear-streaked face and slaps her. “Oh, none of that.” She slips off her panties, slightly soaked from all the excitement of the blood, and shoves Lilac’s head between her crotch.

Autumn cocks her pistol and presses it into the back of Lilac’s skull. It’s empty—she doesn’t want to risk losing her toy so soon—but Lilac doesn’t have to know that. “You better be able to make me feel good like your life depends on it.” She can feel Lilac’s whimper between her thighs as she starts kissing Autumn’s clit.

“Fuck you’re good.” Autumn moves the gun away as Lilac continues to tease Autumn’s clit, moaning, whimpering, and breathing into it. She manages to pick up Autumn’s rhythm, moving her tongue the way Autumn likes it. Before long, Autumn orgasms, and Lilac cleans it up with her mouth when Autumn guides her with a hand.

Autumn places the gun down on the nightstand, going through the toys she has prepared. Lilac speaks up shakily, “Can I cum, Mistress? You said that I can once you do.”

Autumn doesn’t respond, but picks up another knife and starts twirling it in her hand, noting the terror in Lilac’s face. She decides to torture her a little, leaving the room silent and eyeing her like she’s Autumn’s next kill.

“Oh, so straightforward and bold of you,” Autumn croons after a while. “And I never told you that word, but you’re calling me Mistress anyways.” Lilac flushes. “I suppose my pet deserves a reward.” She unhooks her bra, now fully naked, and decides on a couple of toys. “Turn around. Good girl.” Lilac shivers and blushes at that, now on her cuffed hands and knees again, her ass on full display for Autumn.

Autumn lays on top of Lilac to reach her breasts, attaching small nipple clamps that vibrate. As she suspected, Lilac’s tits appear to still be sensitive from HRT, and Lilac begins to make beautiful noises with just those on. Autumn puts on her strap and roughly slams into Lilac, pushing her face down into the mattress. The muffled quality of her whimpers only make the choir even more heavenly. Autumn once again admires the red lettering on Lilac’s back, the blood mostly dry now. As she starts to thrust, she reaches around, teasing Lilac’s sensitive areas even more, rubbing her in all the right places. Lilac quickly cums, getting soft again, but Autumn keeps going until minutes later, when she also gets an orgasm out of it.

Though Lilac is still recovering, Autumn flips her over, causing Lilac to yelp in pain from the marks on her back. The sound only causes her to lust more, and she pulls out the knife and presses it to Lilac’s neck, right below the collar, and draws a tiny line of blood before kissing it and leaving deep teeth marks all over her pet’s neck and shoulders.

Then Autumn notices Lilac’s hands. The handcuffs are clicking, a dead giveaway. Still, Lilac is desperately trying to get herself off. Autumn slaps them away, giving Lilac a dangerous look.

“Am I not enough for you?” she asks sweetly, with the practiced tone of a lurking threat.

“I’m sorry! Mistress, I didn’t mean to, I won’t do—”

“Of course, you’re here for my use. I own you and I can do whatever I like with you. But I’m doing my best to please you, too, and this is how you treat me?” Lilac starts to babble again, but Autumn silences her, pressing the flat of a knife to her lips.

“Hush, dear. You’re here to be an object, not to talk and answer rhetorical questions. Understand?” Lilac nods silently, mouth pressed into a line of fear.

Autumn unlocks the handcuffs, then turns to pick up a few coils of rope. She hums happily as she secures Lilac’s limbs to the bedposts, pulling each rope taut and checking all the knots. She wraps the rest of Lilac in intricate knots and ropework, framing Lilac’s body like a work of art.

“Since you seem to have trouble keeping your hands to yourself,” Autumn murmurs, “I have the perfect thing.” She dangles a chastity cage in Lilac’s vision, then puts it on her dick. Next she selects one of the larger dildos, lubes it, sets it to vibrate, and pushes it into Lilac’s ass excruciatingly slowly, noting Lilac’s anxiety building through the process. She goes down on Lilac’s soft, small tits, biting and sucking them, pinching the nipples, while still teasing her with the dildo. Lilac struggles, trying to move her hips to make it faster, but the ropes hold. Autumn leans back and moves her free hand to finger herself now, eventually cumming and dripping all over Lilac’s legs. Lilac looks so incredibly needy and cute now.

“What’s the matter, pet? Is it frustrating that you can’t finish without my permission?” She thrusts the dildo faster, matching the rhythm that made Lilac cum the first time. Lilac wordlessly begs, desperation in her pathetic eyes.

“Maybe you’ve learned your lesson. This is what my toys get when they try to be self-reliant. Feel the pain on your back and remember you’re mine and only I get to decide what you do.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lilac whimpers, blushing crimson. “I’m really sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“It better not,” Autumn hisses, grin wickedly sharp, bringing a knife over Lilac’s body. Lilac flinches, but Autumn simply cuts the ropes tying Lilac to the bed, though she leaves the knots on Lilac’s body untouched. Lilac’s expression shifts to relief and adoration, hardly believing she’s been spared from more pain.

“Despite that one mistake,” Autumn growls, before shifting to a soothing tone, “you’ve been a very good girl for me.” She brings her face closer to Lilac’s. “You’re still not allowed to orgasm, but I’ll let you choose something else. What do you want me to do?”

Lilac seems taken aback by this question, and pauses to think before replying sheepishly, “Kisses and cuddles, please, Mistress.”

Autumn hums approval. “Normally, I’d make my pets sleep in the dog cage, but how could I deny such a sweet request? Here.” She pulls Lilac under the covers and slips in next to her. Lilac’s face is burning as Autumn pulls her in, licking and kissing her face, neck, and ears, wrapping her arms around her pet.

In between the long periods of making out, Autumn whispers, “Don’t worry, I always take good care of my possessions. You don’t have to worry about anyone or anything else now.”

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