𝕭𝖚𝖋𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖔 66 : One Shot
𝕻𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉
Mafiaboss!Chris x Ballerina!Fiona
Buffalo 66 masterlist
Requested! This is not apart of the current mini series for them and takes place before those events.
After a situation where Fiona breaks one of Chris’s sacred rules. Chris has no choice but to punish Fiona for her actions.
CW: SMUT! spanking, very rough sex, overstim, degrading, power imbalance, (I think that’s it lmk if I missed anything)
“Alright sweetheart my meeting just ended, what was it you wanted to do again?” Chris subconsciously said thinking Fiona was waiting in their bedroom for him.
Earlier that day Fiona and Chris had discussed how the day was gonna go. He told her she needed to stay in their room for a little while since some of his colleagues were coming over for a meeting.
Chris assumed she’d still be in there since she usually didn’t leave til he came back. But to his surprise she was nowhere in the bedroom, or the garden, or the dance studio, or anywhere on the property.
Chris was beginning to get very irritated with this. He’s expressed many times to her that she has to tell him where she’s going. Yet they always get into situations like this and Chris was over it.
Chris whipped out his phone and called Fiona. The phone rang and rang until he got that annoying message when someone wouldn’t pick up the phone. Chris ticked his tongue as his eyes grew darker. He called her again and again, still straight to voicemail.
He groaned, he knew there was only one more place she could be and his blood ran hot thinking about it.
Recently Fiona discovered a pathway into the woods in the backyard. Chris told her to stay out of it for many different reasons. For starters she could get seriously injured or lost out there and Chris wouldn’t have any knowledge since the woods are pretty far away from the house. So when Fiona asked to explore it one evening Chris gave her a straight “no” and that was the end of discussion.
Now Chris has set off to find Fiona in these woods he had forbidden her from going in. “Fiona!” He yelled out not in a soft manner though, in a “you're in big trouble” manner. He kept yelling her name as he stomped passed tree after tree.
Finally he spotted the black haired, delicate figure of his partner. “Fiona” he said sternly, Fiona whipped her head around as fear ran through her veins. “You disobeyed me once again in more way than one.” he lectured
Fiona swallowed a lump in her throat before replying. She thought going out there while Chris was in a meeting would do no harm, she’d be back by the time the meeting ended anyway. But as she walked further and further into the woods she started to lose track of where she was.
“I know, I’m sorry I just got so lost and I-”
Chris cut her off, “stop making excuses! I told you not to go in here and instead of listening to me you snuck out here while I was in a meeting!” He shouted a little louder than usual.
“I’m sorry baby, I shouldn’t have done it.” She honestly stated.
Chris hissed, not buying her worthless apologies. “What has gotten into you lately, you've been breaking all my rules without even changing your ways.”
“I know, I promise-” Fiona was once again cut off,
“Lecturing isn’t good enough anymore, maybe I need to show you what happens when you disobey me one to many times.” Fiona cocked her head to the side, she was used to Chris’s mild punishments. Yelling at her, taking away something she cherished like,
“No ballet for a week,”
“No music for 2 weeks,”
“No going out for a month,”
But now, Chris was getting at something else. Something darker, maybe even sinister, Fiona tried to argue but before she could even finish her phrase Chris threw her over his shoulder and began to walk back to the estate.
“Baby what are you doing,” Fiona squirmed in his arms forcing Chris to tighten his grip. “I’m gonna teach you a lesson on why you shouldn’t disobey me.”
Fiona whined the whole way to the bedroom. She tried convincing Chris that she’d behave without needing whatever ‘lesson’ Chris was planning but he wasn’t having it.
Once they entered the bedroom Chris threw Fiona onto the bed. He sat down on the edge of his lap. Fiona took the gesture to perch herself up onto his lap. But once she sat down Chris snaked his hands to her waist and flipped her around so her ass was in the air and her face was facing the ground.
Chris hiked Fiona’s dress up to her hips, “these can come off,” he muttered as he swiftly pulled Fiona’s panties down.
Then suddenly Chris raised his hand and forcefully smacked Fiona’s ass. The impact made Fiona jolt, the pain made her gasp but she quickly shut up once Chris began to speak again. “I want you to count each one,” Chris sharply said.
Chris smacked her ass again harder this time, turning it red afterward. “One,” tears prickled down Fiona's face.
After a little while the pain became unbearable for Fiona. The blood started to rush to her head and her sobs became louder as the numbers she counted for higher. At 14 her voice choked up, “keep counting sweetheart,” Chris barked. She mumbled the numbers through her cries.
Chris kept his regular rhythm with each hit, not one bit of empathy in the strokes. But Fiona would be lying if she said she wasn’t getting wet by the second. Even though her sobs told Chris to stop, the wet spot in between her legs said otherwise and Chris could tell.
He noticed it the moment her juices began to leak onto his pants. “Are you seriously getting turned on from being spanked?” He scolded, Fiona whined in response. “God you like this don’t you?” He said as he ran his fingers through her folds.
He abruptly picked her up and tossed her back onto the bed, face down into the pillows. “Fuck…your gonna kill me one day with this type of shit.” He groaned, unbuttoning his shirt as he kneeled over her shaky body.
“You won’t be needing this on anymore.” He said as he peeled off her dress. He undid and pulled down his pants and boxers to reveal his painfully hard erection.
Fiona’s red eyes widened, she’s had sex with Chris before numerous times so she knew how big he was. But every time she sees it fully out her stomach begins to flutter with nervousness.
Chris leaned down to whisper in Fiona’s ear, “don’t think you're getting off the hook just because I’m giving you what you want.” Then suddenly he thrusted into Fiona with no warning.
He began to set a violently fast pace before Fiona could even adjust. Fiona reached her arms out to wrap them around Chris’s neck but Chris quickly caught them with a torturously tight grip. He pushed them back above her head and held them together with his one veiny hand.
“No touching,” he groaned
His rough thrusts were agonizingly good, more tears fell from Fiona’s eyes. Her moans ripped through the air louder than ever.
Chris’s pace picked up even faster as he listened to Fiona’s moans, more eager to finish. He started to use his free hand to rub circles around her clit. Fiona’s eyes rolled to the back of her head from overstimulation.
“F-fuck C-Chris too much,” she stuttered, but Chris ignored her cries and aggressively flipped her around so her face was shoved into the pillows. “I don’t need any more commentary from you.”
Fiona’s walls clenched around Chris’s dick, she could feel the knot in her stomach building. She was close and Chris could tell, “you gonna cum baby?” Fiona's muffled moans told him everything.
With that the knot in her stomach bursted, the euphoric wave of pleasure washed over Fiona as she rode out the high. Fiona’s walls milked Chris’s dick and not too long after he was filling her gummy walls with his hot load.
After a few seconds of recovery he laid himself next to Fiona, beads of sweat still dripping down his face. He looked over at Fiona’s fragile body, still a little shaky from the events that just happened.
His eyes focused on her extremely red ass, “that’s gonna be sore tomorrow.” He joked, gently rubbing her ass with his hand. Fiona shooed his hand off her, still sensitive from the spanking’s.
“Don’t worry love, you took the punishment very well so I’ve decided to forgive you for your disobedience earlier. ” he said as he tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. Fiona lazily grinned in response, so not quite ready yet to give full sentences.
Chris then got up from his spot on the bed and swiftly put back on his clothes. “I’m gonna go pour myself a glass of whiskey, would you like me to get you anything.”
“Ice pack,” Fiona mumbled into the pillow
Chris chuckled, leaning down to kiss Fiona on the cheek. “Of course sweetheart” he muttered before lightly patting her bottom and strutting out of the room.
Before Chris even came back Fiona fell fast asleep, exhausted from everything that just happened.
When Chris did come back he carefully placed his whiskey on his nightstand and set the ice pack on Fiona’s red bottom.
“God I needa spank you more often,”
Written by: nessabarrettlover101 DO NOT COPY
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