cw: smut, stalker!bucky, non/dubcon, manipulation, kidnapping, imprisonment, violence, stockholm syndrome(?), hair pulling, slapping, spanking, fingering, p in v, nipple play(?), not proofread
please read the warnings! if you don’t mess with this literally just block me.. im not gonna argue with you about it🙃
You remembered your first days spent here all too well.
You screamed and cried for help. Cowering in the corner as he walked towards you.
The helplessness you felt as he explained what was going on.
"I've been watching you for a while now, you know. You never noticed me.. not once." he scoffed.
He takes a strand of your hair in his hand, twirling it around his finger "You know it's not safe for someone who looks as pretty as you to walk home alone." you whimper trying to get away from his grasp.
You kicked, screamed, and cried until your voice was shot.
He sat there watching, amused at the sight.
He stood with a grunt.
"You'll be staying with me for a while.. look at me."
You ignore his order.
"Not gonna ask you again."
A hum escapes his throat when he once again gets no response, followed by an intense sting at you scalp.
You hiss in pain, you hands shoot up wrapping around his wrist. The only thing you can mutter is a hushed plea for him to let go.
"Oh sweetheart," he shakes his head, forcing your head back with a tug "you're mine now. You'll learn soon that your disobedience won't be tolerated here, not by me."
He smirks, wiping the tears running down your cheeks.
He shushes you "I don't wanna hurt you. I'm going to take care of you. Okay?" he says as if he didn't have a fist full of your hair painfully tight in his grasp.
"That sounds nice doesn't it? No more work, no more fights with your good for nothing boyfriend, no more walking to an empty apartment.."
He pushes himself between your thighs.
"It'll be just you and me. And if you're good, maybe I'll let you live upstairs with me." he whispers, his lips ghosting over your throat.
He grinds his bulge over your pussy.
A grunt escapes his lips as he repeats "I don't wanna hurt you. Not unless you give me a reason to."
You shiver, squeezing your eyes shut as he leaves a trail of sloppy, wet kisses down your neck to the valley between your breasts.
His thumbs rub your nipples. He smirks as they harden under his touch.
"Let me show you what I can do for you."
He looks you over once more.
He had discarded almost all your clothing, leaving you in your lacy, black panties.
He smiled an irritatingly smug smile in seeing your chest rise and fall rapidly.
"Scared?"
Your hands balled into fists as the man hovering above you pins them above your head.
He continue his hip movement on you, watching as you tried to remain stone faced. Though, the gasp the managed to escape your stubborn self gave you away.
His right hand slides down your body, making its way between your thighs.
Slowly, he peels the drenched fabric away from your cunt.
You can hear his smirk.
"Dirty girl." he whispers, landing a slap on your soaked pussy.
He flips you over on his lap.
You fall with a thud, your elbows quickly catching you before your face hits the floor.
His hand smoothing over your ass.
You try to crawl away from the man, your ass wiggling in the process. Only for him to land a strong slap on it.
You freeze as a whimper escapes your lips.
He lets out a chuckle. His hands explore your curves once more before he brings his attention to your throbbing clit.
You whine as his unnaturally cold thumb dips into your wetness.
Your body pushes into his touch.
You feel as he slowly pushes a finger in your hole.
"You don't know how many times I've watched you play with yourself. You really should keep your curtains closed. Unless, you like this, don't you?"
You kick away from him, catching him off guard.
You run to the door of your cell pushing it open and running out. Though, you don't make it far.
You're slammed against the wall.
His chest firmly keeping you in place.
"Shouldn't have done that." he drags you back into the cell, his arm wrapped tightly around your waist.
He throws you to the side as he locks the cell, tucking the key in his pocket.
You scurry to the corner, you back against the cool bars.
He stands in front of you, ripping his jacket off.
Your breath hitches as you see the silver that is of his arm.
You squirm as he picks you up, pushing you roughly against the bars.
He huffs "I told you I didn't want to hurt you."
You hear the clink of his belt before you feel him at your entrance.
Your hands grip on to his shoulders as he thrusts into you.
A loud whimper is ripped from your throat as he plunges his abnormally large cock into you.
A hiss escapes him along with a groan as your pussy clenches around him.
Tears brim your eyes as he pounds into you. The squelching sounds grow louder as they become only thing you're able to focus on.
He take your nipple in his teeth, carefully tugging at it.
You are unable to keep your whispers and moans in.
You unashamedly grow louder as you grew closer to your climax.
His lips moved along your neck leaving purple marks along it. He growls and grunts in your ear as he keeps up his insanely fast pace.
Strings of slick keep you both connected every time his hips moved back.
The man chuckled breathlessly as your body shook frantically "Gonna cum for me?" he hushed in your ear.
You nod helplessly, desperate for release.
He fucks into you eagerly, chasing his own high before nodding.
"Cum for me."
Immediately your pussy gushes around his cock, the obscene sound of his dick rutting into you and his balls slapping against you intensifies.
The splattering sound of your juices hitting the ground drive him over the edge.
He buries himself deep inside of you with a grunt and cums.
You huff as you feel the warmth of his release settling inside of you.
When he pulls out his release threatens to spill from your cunt.
He hums, using the tip of cock to collect the cum, rubbing it on your clit before shoving it back inside you.
He waits, watching as his white release seeps out.
His fingers slip inside you further making sure there will be evidence of him in you.
His didgets come out covered in his cream.
"Open." he says softly. You obey, your eyes glistening with tears and pleasure.
He collapses.
Holding you in his arms, your cheek pressing against the cool of his arm.
Time goes by as he rubs circles onto your back and both your breaths steady.
He carefully wraps his fingers around your chin.
'You're gonna be happy here with me?" he questions. You nod hesitantly.
"Say it."
"Yes." you say quietly.
"Say yes, sir."
"Yes, sir.." you reply followed by a sniffle. And with that, a content smile settles on his face.
He tucks his arm under your legs, swiftly lifting you.
Carefully, he places you on the cheap mattress that settled in the opposite corner of the cell. He gently pulls a blanket over your bare body.
He rests a delicate touch on your shoulder as he whispers "I'll be back tomorrow." he pats your hip before standing.
You hear as he open the cell door, closes and locks it behind him.
