mob boss spence with a massive size kink, he may be skinny but hes tall and youre really short, he loves to pick you up and just bounce you on his cock standing up. he loves the squeaks you make when he forces you onto him. AND he loves watching the tummy bulge you get from his cock 😫😫
sggsvshdjsks please i’m horny and in my period, and and and iv hurts!
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It doesn’t even matter if you’re smaller or bigger than him— because that man will still DOMINATES you and somehow makes you feel small, so small that everything you do is by his command, his and his only. Especially when he’s fucking you, seriously that man has a big cock okay, i— have you seen his fucking fingers ffs.
okay so here’s the imagine ;
It has been a solid 15 minutes since he texted you the command, since he asked you to ‘be on your knees, wait by the door, and behave.’ a seemingly never ending 15 minutes of you kneeling by your door, with your hand upwards just as he likes it, your back arched the right angle just how he wants you to and your knees parted a bit just like how he preferred. He wasn’t even in the room and yet he already makes you falling deeper deeper deeper into your subspace, making you feel all small and subby. Perfect little butterfly, he’d coo.
Your palm twitched eagerly, back straightening right away as you heard the key jingling, and your doorknob turns, as you put your head down and brushed your lips— saying nothing, not until daddy commands you to. You can’t see him, not really, as he stepped into your apartment, with his million dollar looking suit and his polished shoes, you could tell he was smiling, all nice and warm as he acknowledged you by patting your head.
He said nothing but a chuckle as he watched you trying to restraint your head from leaning against his palm; all big and warm against your heating skin. But before you could even disobey him, his touch was gone and the sound of his oxfords tap tap tap on the hardwood floors, moving away from you has you pouting, heart beating. Have you done something wrong? perhaps you’re not positioned the way you supposed to? or maybe he saw how desperate you are.. and and and— so many thoughts were runjibg inside your mind.
“I could practically hear you thinking from all the way over here pet.” He scoffed, his footsteps coming closer, gentle this time— he had taken his shoes off. You gulped nervously as you heard a slight familiar jingle closer and closer to you. You smiled eagerly as you know what was coming, your toe curled under you despite the numbness that’s taking over your limbs.
“Been a good girl, maybe i should reward you today.” He exclaimed as he stepped behind you, before he went to carefully yet messily braid your hair loosely. He then stepped forward before placing your good-girl collar around your throat, as a sign of praise. He’s proud of you. A sign that you could voice out your words now.
“Thank you, Daddy.” You whispered, throat feeling dry yet excitement laced onto your tone oh so clearly. He hummed with an answer before his finger tilt your chin up so you can look at him.
Good god,
He towers over you like you’re nothing but a small butterfly under him, so so big and.. daddy, your daddy. Spencer smiled gently as he noticed the way your eyes swammed with pure adoration, lust, and something he can’t quite decipher— or doesn’t want to, yet. “Up, pet.” He coaxed you, helping you get up on your knees, stabling your feet before leading you towards the huge couch he brought you along with the apartment, for the sole purpose of quick fucking he said once.
But this is no quick one, oh no no, daddy’s going to take care of you now, and you know it.
He sat down, and spread his thighs, his eyes bouncing from your face to the collar thats wrapped snuggly around your throat, and the way you silently stood there with heavy breathing, awaiting for his next command. “Bring daddy’s book, and pour him a shot of bourbon, go on.” His eyebrows raised as you eagerly followed his command, so eager, just like a little puppy would.
You placed his glass gently on the table, as you handed him the book, which you were sure was something tolstoy— your man does love a good literature after all. He pat his lap, urging you to straddle him before he opens his book and calmly begins to read.
You waited and waited anxiously as you watched him, all quiet and relaxed, making you all dizzy with the lack of acknowledgement from him. His cock was straining against his pants, the urge to grind against him was strong but you kept it together— for you know that you’ll be rewarded for it. When he does spoke though, the fully functioning fuzzy brain of yours shuts itself down with intense amount of lust and yearning.
“Daddy has had a pretty tiring day, butterfly. And he wants you to bounce on his cock lookin all pretty and slutty like how you look now. If you’re good and don’t cum until daddy does, then i’ll fuck you dumb after but if my darling little whore is way too needy then she can just grind her pathetic little cunt against the edge of my book, you understand, little one?” He doesn’t even look up at you, just acknowledging you with that condescending tone, and a simple command, simple command that you were sure made to make you fuck up.
He knows, Spencer knows damn well how quickly you cum when you’re on top, riding him like that. He knows, your cute body just can’t decipher how huge his cock is all the way up your belly, all tight and warm. Truth to be told, he wouldn’t last long either, not when you squeak all adorable when he gets deep enough, not when you struggle to take him inside you still— all whiney when you feel like you can’t sink down because he’s just so fucking big and you’re just a cute little thing. But you on the other hand, you’d be a mess, cum within seconds after you sink all the way, with his cock buldging from your belly, all nice and big.
“Do you understand or do i need to repeat myself?” Repeating himself would meant spanking, and you know that you don’t need the added stimulation now.
“I understand daddy.” You muttered as you went on your knees, tugging his jeans loose before fishing out his cock, and gasped at the size.
“Good, now get to work.” He scoffed as he goes back to reading his so not interesting book.
oh how you would suffer.
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I’m endibg it there because.. you’ll see more in the upcoming chapter, ik im evil