Tw. Stalking, kidnapping, manipulation, mind control, somnophillia?
AN: I also wanted to do Eirene, but got lazy, so maybe next time…
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Moore
° Moore saw you on the internet for the first time. Your profile appeared on her page and immediately caught her attention. Perfect smile, perfect body. Who wouldn't be interested in you? Moore couldn't help but scroll through your photos and grin like an idiot. From the day she learned of your existence, she spent more time in her room, scrolling through your social media profiles to learn more about you. She became your number one fan.
° It wasn't difficult for someone like her to hack into your laptop and see all your secrets, your gallery, your search history. The worst she could do is hack into your camera and see you clearly, oblivious to her 'little' antics. But that still wasn't enough for Moore. Of course, after months of stalking you on social media, she wants to meet you in person.
° One day, while you were asleep, Moore sneaked into your house after easily hacking your adress. She stands right next to your bed with that psychopathic smile of hers. And then she kidnaps you. You're dragged into her room and tied to the bed, your mouth covered. "No, no… Shh… It's okay, it's okay…" Moore strokes your cheek and smiles innocently as you shiver with fear. Now you're all hers.
Margaret
° Margaret is clearly good at manipulating, and you don't even notice when she has you on her finger. When she spotted you at a meeting, she knew immediately you were hers. To me, she's definitely a stalker. Whenever you're at a meeting, she's there too. Maybe it's because others want her to be involved in every event, and she simply can't say no, but who knows, maybe someone else caught her attention?
° Every time you met her, Margaret would touch you, kiss you on the cheek in greeting, or her hand would fall on your hip for a second. Normally, no one would pay attention to such little things, but when she does, you feel incredibly calm and connected to her. From that moment on, you unconsciously become accustomed to her. She used her skills to make you feel safe in her company, slowly gaining your trust.
° Ultimately, she doesn't have to tell you anything because you come to her and ask her to be your girlfriend. Margaret doesn't want to hurt you and calmly prepares you to be hers. She doesn't have to worry about you leaving her, because you're already loyal to her. How obedient you are, little one.
Chameleon
° Chameleon is like Margaret. It's easy for her to make you to love her. Even if you're not interested in her, she'll find a way to get through to you. During sessions, when you think she's helping you with your nightmares, she's simply hypnotizing you to satisfy her own needs. She loves the look on your face when you are so obedient to her.
° Things get complicated when the Chief finds out and distances her away from you. But that's still no problem for Chameleon. Because she can always sneak into your room when you're sleeping. You look so peaceful at this state, she can barely hold herself from doing something she might regret later.
° Chameleon for me is a stalker who will stalk and observe you when you're unaware of it. And when you find out, it'll be too late. You end up locked in a room with no sign of sunlight, so she knows you can't escape.
cw: moore x reader, bondage, vibra/tors, edg/ing, over/stim, ruined org/asm, pet names, mentions of public sex, ejacu/lating strap, gags, ruined org/asm, multiple org/asms, watching yourself get fucked???
quite the amazing idea from my twitter mutual i think. i like it lots
“you know, it’s already two in the morning.”
you peek into moore’s office, looking on as she yawns and types away at her computer.
“mmm.” she hums, and tears her eyes away from the bright shining screen. “already?” her eyes zero in on the clock above the door frame. “well,” she shrugs, “my work is due soon, anyway…” and just like that, she turns back to the computer.
you sigh and step into her office, moving to stand next to her. “we have another meeting in the morning though…” you grimace, trying to get her away from her work.
“that’s fine!” she giggles lightly. “i can always sleep after the meeting ends.”
you pout at her, causing her to coo. “don’t worry too much about it, cutie. i just need some coffee-” she reaches for her thermos flask- “to get me through the night.”
you reach over quickly and grab the flask from her. she whines and tries to grab it back. “no more coffee for you. you’ll die of a caffeine overdose, you know.”
moore sighs and drops her hands. “fine. you’ll help me stay up tonight then?” she pleads with you.
“why not.” you shrug, playfully rolling your eyes. this wouldn’t be your first all-nighter anyways.
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“m-moore, wait!” those are the last words that you choke out, before moore shoves a thick cable into your mouth, muffling your noises. your hands are bound too, by a smaller, thinner, cable, that moore had decided she had no more use for. you’re squirming on a cleared-out table, clothes tossed away to the corner of the room.
“perhaps your cute noises will keep both of us awake till the meeting, hm?” moore had said, before lifting you up and plopping you on the table.
she hums as she binds your ankles to the legs of the table, to keep you still for her. your eyes follow her movements and you watch as her huge, floating monitors reposition themselves around the room.
“i guess i can take an hour or two off of work, right?” moore holds that ever-kind smile on her face, though you don’t miss the mischievous glint present in her eyes either. your eyes widen as you see her walking toward you, with a vibrator in her hand.
“no need to look so surprised, cutie, even someone like me has needs to fulfil when i’m working in the middle of the night…” she chuckles and moves to stand in front of you, staring directly at your already glistening cunt, clearly aroused by the situation that you’re put in. she taps the head of the vibrator on your throbbing clit, making you whimper behind your gag.
“what a good girl, staying still for me… well, not like you can do anything about it anyways.” she muses, and turns on the vibrator. the whirring of the device rings through the room, scaring and exciting you at the same time. without letting you react, she pushes the head of the vibrator directly onto your clit, making your thighs attempt to close instinctively.
you moan desperately, eyes widening as the intense pleasure rocks through your core so quickly. she moves it around, trying to determine the best position to stimulate you the hardest. you toss your head from side to side, drool escaping from the corners of your lips.
she moves the vibrator around until it hits the underside of your sensitive clit, and that’s when you really start reacting. she delights in the way that your teeth dig into the cables that gag you, and your legs struggle to kick against the air. your cunt is already dripping slick onto the table, wetting the area under your ass. she giggles as she watches your body shake against its restraints, eyes rolling back into your head.
you squeal (as best as you can while gagged) when she turns up the speed on the toy, now vibrating against your clit so painfully, so deliciously. you don’t get to warn her at all before you suddenly cum, and start squirting onto her clothes, staning it.
but the moment the first jet of fluid hits her, she reacts fast and takes the vibrator away quickly- smiling as she watches your eyes go wide, hips attempting to buck up against nothing as your squirting dies down, as does your ruined orgasm. tears fall from your eyes, and your clit is left red, angry, and throbbing, waiting for more stimulation from the cruel woman in front of you. little whines escape your gag, making her coo at you.
“oh, cutie, don’t whine so much! why would i let the night end so quickly? there’s still so much time left…” she pouts, keeping eye contact with you as the still-on toy vibrates in her hand. she moves and whistles as she moves the huge screens in the room once more, three of them now hovering over your still shaking body.
“let’s see here… ah!” she exclaims excitedly as she wheels something over to you, a strange contraption with multiple cameras attached. she positions it right beside the leg of the table, and with that, the monitors around you turn on, with the screens first showing some static before cutting to blurry views of your thighs, your breasts, and the middle monitor- a centered view of your dripping cunt.
your entire body flushes a deep red, and your eyes lock on to the view of your own pussy gushing more slick at the sight. you squirm and whimper, biting down on the cable- you feel as if your teeth have dug into the cables to expose the copper inside. she moves to set down the vibrator on a table, and from the same drawer, pulls out a harness, and a thick, translucent, dildo- clearly meant to stretch your cunt out. it’s ribbed- she plans to make you cum over and over tonight.
your body wants to wriggle away, but you also don’t miss how your pussy throbs at the image of getting stretched out by moore. she catches it as well.
“i saw that, cutie.” she muses as she puts the harness on. “looks like you want me to fill you up too.” she fixes the dildo into place, showing off her strap in all its glory. “what do you think? does it look good on me?” she teases, delighting in the way you nod desperately, a few more tears rolling down your face.
“good girl! now, i don’t have any lube here, so you’ll just have to help me get my cock ready for you.” she cheers, as if she weren’t about to fuck you into oblivion. she walks up to you, clacking of heels accompanied with the whirring of machines resounding in the room. she reaches down to take the cables out of your mouth, causing you to choke on your spit.
when you recover, you look up to see her nonchalant face, and down to see the thick dildo in hand. “open wide, baby.” that’s the only warning you get before she shoves her cock into your mouth.
you gag immediately, trying to adjust to the size of the strap in your mouth, nearly forcing its way down your throat. you glance up, with tearful eyes, and for the first time, you see a change in moore’s expression.
a darker glint in her eyes, and her smile seems a little more sinister- her cheeks flush a dark red and she huffs everytime she thrusts her cock deeper into your mouth. her look excites you wildly, and you try your best to take her into the back of your throat.
you tear your eyes away from her, and at the corner of them, you catch a glimpse of one of the monitors- zoomed in on the way your mouth stretches around her. you nearly bite down on her strap in arousal, but instead relax your throat to allow her to fuck into it deeper.
moore hilts herself in all the way, hands intertwined in your hair. she grinds into your mouth a little bit before finally pulling out, cock covered in drool and your lips flushed red. “so pretty.” she smiles, and slaps your cheek lightly a few times. she grabs the once discarded cables from the table beside her and shoves them back into your mouth, gagging you once more.
she then walks back to the foot of the table, and you can lift your head up to see her align her strap with your sopping hole. she clicks her tongue, “eyes up, look at the screen.” you nod, eyes zeroing in on the screen displaying your cunt and her strap that is prodding at your swollen clit.
“good.” she praises, and finally starts sinking her cock into your pussy. you let out a shaky sigh behind the gag, and your eyes roll back as you feel the stretch of every ridge of the dildo against your walls. you try to roll your hips forward to meet her pushing, but she’s binded you well- you can only lie there and take everything she gives you.
“ biiiiiiiig stretch, cutie.” she mumbles, as she hilts herself inside your needy cunt. you look dizzily at the screen, watching as you visibly clench around her. you can only whimper out, trying to get her to move inside you, and she takes the hint. she doesn’t hesitate to begin thrusting slowly, helping you get used to the large toy.
eventually, when she sees that you’re comfortable, she starts speeding up, and digs her fingers into your thighs. only the slick sounds coming from your cunt, and the soft “ mmfgh, mmf ”s can be heard throughout the room. you can barely focus on the screen as you can feel yourself approaching your much-needed orgasm, eyes crossing and toes curling.
moore can feel you clenching harder around her- she knows that you’re close. “cum anytime you want, cutie- ah, but i won’t touch your little clit, ‘kay? it’s already so sore from the vibrator just now.” she fakes a sad pout and coos at you, though you could tell she was stifling a laugh while she was looking at your current, piteous state.
you can only whine at her, though she pays no mind to the noises you make. without warning, she angles the strap differently- hitting your sweet spot intensely. and just like that, you cum immediately, squirting over her strap and dirtying her clothes. but it’s not enough- your swollen clit still untouched, still left unsatisfied amidst the jets of fluid squirting from your already sore cunt. your long, drawn out whines and hip movements tell moore all she needs to know.
she slows down, making you shake your head desperately. “aww! not finished yet?” she giggles, thrusting hard just once into you, your head thrown back from the mild shock. “fine,” she says, almost mocking, “i’ll touch your pretty clit this time.”
she pulls out of you, making you whine at the empty feeling, but it doesn’t take long for her to return, with that cruel vibrator in hand once more. she slides back into you with ease, making you whimper. however, the whimper turns into a scream when you feel the vibrator back on your clit, kicking your body into oversensitivity.
amidst the buzzing of the toy and the the sounds of filthy squelching, you can hear moore laughing- at you, no doubt, as she pushes the toy against the underside of your clit once more. your hips try to wiggle away from the stimulation, but it’s impossible with the way you’re tied- and you cum around her with a squeal, but she doesn’t let up with her movements. you glance at the screen once more, now catching a view of your slick dripping onto the floor from your drenched cunt.
the buzzing gets too much, almost painful , but she pushes harder. you slowly lose the strength to struggle against her, eventually succumbing to the pleasure she gives you. you’re simply laying limp on the desk, head thrown to one side with your eyes rolled back. she can tell that you’re close to your limit.
“one more, okay?” you barely get a nod out, and she grins. “gooooood girl.” it’s almost patronizing, but you’re is too fucked out to care. “maybe i should keep you tied up to a machine next time? that would be better than any coffee i could drink, no?” she proposes.
the thought has you squeezing around her once more. she continues putting the filthiest ideas into your head. through your hazy mind, you can barely make out a few things she says- “how about i fuck you in the meeting in the morning?” and, “next time, i’ll record you getting fucked silly and send it to you while you’re working.”
through a couple of choked out sobs and tears, you agree mindlessly- you can’t wait for the next time she has you like this. “gonna give you a treat now, sweet girl.” you don’t have the time or energy to question what she meant, before you feel her slam her strap home, and then something filling you up. your eyes jerk to the screen, and you can see a thin shot of cum flowing through the dildo into your worn out cunt.
you cum wordlessly for the last time, creaming around her strap, body convulsing on the table. she jerks the dildo a little bit around inside you, trying to get her cum as deep as possible. she slows the speed down on the vibrator, eventually stopping it and putting it aside when your jerking dies down. she says something about pulling out- you can barely process anything anymore- and slowly removes her strap from your pussy, and you can feel the emptiness in you once more. your eyes watch wearily as your mixed fluids drip from your hole- which reminds you.
your fingers, luckily, aren’t bound, and you make weak noises, pointing at her crotch area.
“me? oh, you want me to cum?” she giggles, petting your cunt gently. “don’t worry about it, sweetie, maybe i’ll have you eat me out under my desk tomorrow. you groan out gently, feeling your binds be removed. when she finally takes the cables out of your mouth, you cough a few times before speaking hoarsely.
“moore… the meeting…” you can barely keep your eyes open, but you can feel her scoop you up into her arms, and kiss you on the forehead.
“worry not cutie, i’ll clean you up and you can rest on the couch. i’ll wake you up when the morning comes…” she trails off, and it’s the last thing you hear before you pass out in her arms.
“ah… but there’s the issue of carrying you to the bathroom without you getting seen…”
Yandere Moore X intern reader pls? I didn't know you wrote for ptn!!! Ahhhhh I feel like I've struck gold
Ptn women 🤤🤤
Yandere!Moore x Intern!Reader
Summary: Moore is your boss who wants that cookie so badly lol
Tw. Stalking, Masturbation ig
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"You're hired," the words make you choke in surprise. It was…fast. "A-are you sure? You haven't even opened my file, miss…" You glance at the untouched documents on the desk, but Moore is only leaning on her elbows, her glasses catching a mysterious glint in the light. "Are you surprised with my decision? I assure you, my eyes never deceive me." She adjusts her glasses and takes a sip of coffee. The room falls silent as you watch Moore down the entire cup in one gulp. You notice her slightly messy hair, tied back in a ponytail, and the dark bags under her eyes. She may look unprofessional, but she definitely gives the impression of a hard worker. And that's all you could hope for. Well… You hope she pay well too…
Moore finally sets her cup down on the desk and slides a white sheet of paper that looks like an employment contract toward you. “We need someone like you, Y/N L/N.” She stares into your soul with her blue eyes, impatiently tapping a finger at the paper. “Think about it carefully.” How can you even consider her offer when she’s tapping the desk so loudly? You swallow hard and pick up the pen, finally signing the contract. Moore seems to relax as well, leaning back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other. Now that you’ve agreed to her terms, she calmed down, huh? “See you tomorrow then, Y/N L/N,” she exclaims cheerfully, taking the paper from you.
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And there you are, standing in front of the same building, but now with your ID hanging around your neck. You take a moment to look at it with a smile, as if you're happy to finally have accomplished something in your life. Your thoughts wander to your conversation with Moore from the day before. It's actually hard to believe you got the job so easily. But hey, why are you still thinking about it? The important thing is that you have a job, right?
Upon entering, you're greeted by a warm atmosphere. The cold stares you supposedly get from others when you're new seem nonexistent. Wow, this is truly amazing. "Excuse me. Are you perhaps Y/N L/N?" a young woman asks you. Seeing you nod, she extends her hand with a smile. "Hi, I'm Jannet. Boss told me to teach you the basics." She leads you to her desk and begins explaining how to use the programs. Suddenly, the scent of coffee beans fills the air, catching your attention. After a moment, you feel someone's breath on your cheek. "You're doing well, aren't you?" It's Moore with the same cup of coffee, looking over your shoulder at the computer in front of you. You're practically sandwiched between Moore and Jannet, who doesn't know your current situation. "Oh, you should do this instead." Now you can clearly feel Moore's chest pressing into your shoulder as she moves closer to help you. And that smell of coffee… Better stay away from her mouth... She places her hand on yours, holding the mouse, and her other hand types on the keyboard. Jannet's eyes light up as the formula you're both stuck on begins to make sense. "oh, I see! Thanks, boss!" She clenches clasp her hands in delight and finally pulls away, giving you more space. But Moore is still clinging to you… "Boss…?" You turn to see her dozing against your shoulder. You gently shake her awake. "Ah! Oh, right. If you have any more problems, you can come to my office." She adjusts her glasses and walks away, leaving you alone with Jannet. How many hours does this woman sleep? "Don't get nervous, Y/N! Boss has always been like this. She just doesn't sleep enough. Where did we end up?" You return to your computer, slowly forgetting about your situation with Moore…
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A week later
You're walking down the hall after lunch in the cafeteria. "Hey, Y/N!" Jannet calls, snapping you out of your thoughts and running up to you. She hugs you from behind and smiles brightly. "Could you do me a favor?" You can immediately tell that something's not right. She seems nervous, even if she tries to hide it with a smile. You ask her, which makes her put her hands on her hips and raise her eyebrows. "Come on! You don't have to worry about me. I just have a lot more work lately." That makes sense. She's not an intern like you and has a lot more to do. She clears her throat and smiles. "Could you give the coffee to the boss, please? I can't do it, and you're the only one I can count on." She looks at you with pleading eyes, making it impossible for you to refuse. You sigh loudly and stare at the floor with a pessimistic expression. "Fine, I'll go get the coffee." Your words cause Jannet to hug you again. “Thanks, Y/N! You're the best!” She pulls away and says goodbye, leaving you alone. Why did she even choose you to help her…?
Jannet's POV
An hour earlier
“Do you know why I told you to come?” Moore crosses her legs and taps her fingers on the desk. Her gaze locks with mine, making me swallow nervously. She's not going to fire me, is she? “I don’t know,” I replied, trying to sound calm, even though I’m now shivering from the nervousness. Moore leans forward, resting her hands under her chin, her glasses reflecting the dangerous light. She wasn’t so serious before, so what happened? “You know Y/N, right? The newbie. You spend a lot of time with them.” She begins, a frown on her face. What’s the deal? What does Y/N have to do with this? “I want you to step away from them. I don’t care what your relationship is with them. And I’m serious.” Her voice drops to a cold growl. She looks like a beast defending its prey, but from what exactly? She’s so pushy. And why would I stop seeing Y/N? Or maybe… I look at Moore with a suspicious expression. If this is what I think… But aren't relationships between boss and employee forbidden? "Boss, I don't understand what you're getting at…" Moore is already shaking her head with a smile that makes my whole body tremble with fear. "I don't expect you to understand why. What I order you to do is cut off contact with Y/N whether you like it or not. I think it's okay if you want to keep your job…" This woman… Now she's threatening me with firing me?! And that smile of hers. Damn! As much as I'd like to get to know Y/N better, it's more important to me not to lose my job! I bet she already has a replacement for me. Moore, seeing my stressed state, leans on her hand and says, "I have a favor for you, and if you do as I say, I'll think about it. What do you think?" I grit my teeth and nod without hesitation…
Back to now
You knock on Moore's office door, coffee in hand, waiting for an answer. "Come in." You hear Moore's hoarse voice from behind the door. You swallow nervously and step into the room. She's sitting at her desk as usual, her finger loudly tapping away at the keyboard. You see the screen reflected in her glasses. She smiles when she sees you holding her the coffee. "Oh? Thank you, pup." She takes the warm liquid from you and immediately takes a long, needed sip. She leans back in her chair and sighs softly, "Just what I need…" She murmurs before looking at your retreating form toward the door. How sweet, her pup wants to leave already? Not on her watch. "I'm not done with you yet." She calls out to you, chuckling when you flinch at her voice. She beckons you with a finger to come closer. "Don't be afraid, Y/N~. I don't bite. Now sit down." The corners of her mouth widen as you obediently sit down across from her. She swirls the liquid in her cup, looking at you with a smile. “Now tell me, has anyone bothered you lately?” she asks, her eyes glinting with a dangerous light. You don’t know if it’s normal for your boss to ask this, but it probably is for you. You’re new, after all. You explain that everyone has been very kind to you and had no problem with you. Moore nods in understanding, listening intently to your words. Well, at least she hasn’t fallen asleep this time… “I see… That’s wonderful. I’m glad to hear that.” You ask if you can go back to work, and she hums in agreement, tilting her head back toward the screen. As you leave, Moore can’t help but glance at the door you’ve disappeared through. “Ah, Y/N… How sweet and innocent you are. So unaware of my deep devotion… Don’t worry, one day you’ll be mine.” She smiles widely and looks at the monitor. There's a secret no one knows but her. She clicks on a specific icon on her pulpit, and then a window pops up. Your bedroom, living room, kitchen, every room in your house is being watched by her. You didn't know when she snuck into your house and installed hidden cameras in every corner. Now she could see you whenever she wanted…
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Hours later
You get home and set your things on the table after a long day at work. You sigh lowly and stretch your arms, thinking only of a quick shower and bed. You head to the bathroom and slowly begin to strip off from your clothes. Then you step into the shower, the warm water beginning to wash over your body. Meanwhile, Moore also returns home and relaxes on the couch. She lies quietly, sipping another cup of coffee, knowing full well she won't be falling asleep anytime soon. She reaches for her tablet, and her eyes immediately light up with interest when she passes through the cameras and sees you in the shower. She feels like she's just won the jackpot. She sits up and stares at the water running down your body. She bites her lip as your hands rub soap over your skin. A wicked desire passes throught her mind. It's something she simply can't resist, seeing you like this. She sets the cup on the table and slowly slips her hand under her skirt. Her gaze lingers on your naked body as she pulls aside her panties. You look so delicious right now… It's a shame she can't join you. She would take such good care of you. She rubs harsh circles on her clit, breathing heavily as she can't tear her eyes away from you. She places the tablet on the table, her gaze fixed on your body as her fingers find her breast. She pinches and tugs at her perky nipple, and her fingers slide into her cunt. She loses herself in the moment of pleasure and gets closer to cumming. But just as she's about to climax, you step out of the shower, stopping her. She shifts on the couch and takes the tablet into her hands, frowning. "Oh, pup… Why did you leave just now… I was so close to cumming.." She tries to sound calm, but the burning sensation between her legs is simply painful. It seems she just has to wait for the right moment again…
