me & the devil || ticci toby
tw: disgusting smut, minors dni 18+. yandere!toby, kidnapping, rape, choking, spanking, bdsm, anal, rimjob, bondage, candle wax all mentioned
a/n: part two full fic w the proxies set to come out before the end of october :)
You remember faintly what life was like before he found you. The feeling of grass. The way sun felt shining against your skin. Different feelings when it would storm or snow. Or even just rising with sun and falling asleep with the moon. Down here? You wouldn’t know the difference if it had hit you in the face. You had tried to escape at first. You remember those more vividly, since those came with punishments. Toby was the name of the man who had kidnapped you and put you in those stuffy basement. How long had you been down here? You weren’t sure anymore. What you did know is that one of your escape attempts resulted in the shackles around your wrists and ankles, preventing you from exercising or keeping your body busy.
The only thing your body knew to crave anymore, was Toby’s cock. At first you hated it. Toby fucked you ruthlessly like he was a sinner chasing away his sins. His bandaged wrapped hands were always doing something. Slapping you, choking you, shoving themselves in your mouth or ass, grabbing you anywhere and everything. He had no idea what foreplay was and he didn’t care to learn. Or at least he was going to, until you tried to escape the second time. But that was your fault. The foreplay would’ve helped you and only you and you pissed it away, by trying to run. Now Toby always started by just slapping your cunt, claiming he was being nice by giving it to you. He liked to make you tremble with pain and pleasure. Whether it be during doggy when he spanked you, the mating press when he choked you, or during missionary he’d slap your tits. He never had any perception of how rough he was being until the next day. Bruises and red marks would cover your skin and depending on his mood, he’d babble apologies or smirk in satisfaction.
Today you were filled with dread. You were receiving another punishment. Yesterday Toby had tried anal with you for the first time. No foreplay. Nothing but his spit. He didn’t like the results of you squirming and trying to scratch him to get him to stop. While he thrived on you begging him to stop, your thrashing had pissed him off. His punishments varied on just how badly you had hurt him. (His feelings, at least). Once he had tied you to the concrete wall, using a flogger to abuse every inch of your body. Another time he had bent you over a table and used hot candle wax on you. A different time he had made you give him a rimjob. Toby was obsessed with you but he knew you needed to be broken in. This time knew it was going to be different, since Toby said he was falling in reinforcements. Your eyes widened as the door to the stairwell opened, three sets of footsteps trailing down the stairs.
You were fucked.
