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Hi sweetie mommy wants you to hump your pillow and moan for me <3

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yandere-writer-momo

A 1920s time period piece. I made this as historically accurate as I could. It is more historically inspired and set in London. This is for @justamegafan

Yandere 1920s Imagines: Parlor Maid

Yandere Socialite x Fem Maid Reader x Yandere Nobleman

TW: Wlw, internalized homophobia, messy love triangle between siblings (Not incest), bullying (mention), yandere behavior, abuse of power, uncomfortable situations, two emotionally constipated nobles, and unhealthy relationship dynamics

jrnalings

Ad Delictum (AU)

| yan! lawyer x innocent reader | To the sweet anon who wanted an AU for a non-criminal reader for Ferris Monroe. Went a bit overboard. Let's pretend I know the law from anything other than Attorney Woo and snippets of Suits. Original Story

Rain taps the gutter. Streetlights buzz. You shuffle through your apartment, the faint smell of detergent and your takeout noodles lingering in the air. An evening after work, like any other. You’re about to throw a blanket over yourself when there’s a knock on the door.

Eyebrows knitting, you pause your show and rise off the couch. Traipse toward the door. Open it to a cacophony of shouts, of the bite of metal on your wrists, hands pushing your head down as they shove you down the stairs and into the back of a cruiser.

You don’t understand. You’ve never been arrested. Never even had a parking ticket, and somehow, the officers recite your charges of aggravated murder and desecration of a corpse. All toward a cousin you haven’t seen in weeks, but she owed you money and you were the last to talk to her, and now you’re the sole suspect.

You protest until your throat aches. They don’t care. They haul you to the station. Deposit you into a holding cell. You sink onto the hard bench, pressing your palms against your knees, trying and failing to steady your breathing. You’ve never been this alone. No friends to call. No family nearby. No one who would believe you over whatever the police think they know.

You force yourself to use your free phone call. There’s only one person you can think of. Your fingers tremble as you dial his number, the one he insisted you keep in your phone years ago.

nwahahahahaa

Yandere butler x f!reader

Trigger warnings: controlling behaviour, non con touching, non con oral (f recieving) somnophylia, fingering, isolation, manipulation

Yandere butler, who was personally assigned to you by your father. You never expected to get a personal butler so suddenly. He's just here to help, your father insists.

He looks extremely attractive. That's for sure. All the maids fawn over him and the ladies can't stop staring at him. While everyone else loves him, you find him a bit strange. A bit . . . Controlling if you must say.

You feel like he's always staring at you. Always following you. You once tried to get to know him better by asking him simple questions like what does he do for fun? Does he have any hobbies? Etc. his only response to you was, "I only enjoy serving my master." A hand carefully placed over his chest, where his heart should be. And his head slightly bowed for you.

You're not wrong when you say that he's controlling. He doesn't let anyone else touch your clothes or even your food. Everything has to be perfect for you, you deserve no less than that. So, he handles all these menial tasks himself. God forbid someone gives less than you what you deserve. Besides he knows all your preferences. No one knows you as well as he does. Your likes-dislikes and even what you do when you think no one's watching you.

He makes sure that you're always safe. Even at night, when you think you're alone but you're really not. You know someone's in your room. You can feel a presence when you sleep. You just don't know that it's him. So, when you try to tell your father that you feel like you're being watched at night his first suggestion is to keep the butler closer. Just for your safety, he says.

You don't think much about it. You don't know what to do anyway, feeling like you're losing your mind. He's using this as an excuse to follow you everywhere. Any place that you go, he is right beside you. For you, it's supposed to be about safety. For him, it's an opportunity to isolate you. Keep you away from others.

He should be the only one who is allowed to be close to you anyways. You're his master. It's his duty to serve you. It's his duty to take care of you and no one else's. So he'll ensure that he's the only one who gets to do those things for you.

You swear someone's going through your stuff. Your drawers are open at times and your stuff is always moved a bit. Your personal belongings are missing. You notice you're missing a comb, a perfume bottle but worst of all a few pairs of your panties.

Your fear increases and soon you find yourself falling into a sort of paranoia. No one entered your room besides you. No other maids or servants come here. Even your family doesn't come here. The only person who was here besides you was your butler but he's always stuck to your side like glue. He never leaves you for even a second.

That night you can't sleep properly. So you request your butler to bring you some tea. He brings you a hot cup of freshly brewed tea. Something simple to help you calm your nerves. You drink it and fall into a deep and comfortable slumber.

That night he doesn't hide himself. He shows himself freely in your bedroom. There's no fear of getting caught or any need to tiptoe around you. Because tonight, you'll sleep through everything that he'll do to you. Thanks to those pills in your tea. You won't wake up until the next morning.

His hands gently graze at your bare thigh. Your soft lacy shorts that always teased him look so tempting right now. Tempting him to take them off. He slides his hand under your shorts and cups your pussy. He slides your panty aside and rubs your entrance.

With one single pull, he removes your shorts as well as panties down. Your base body is not exposed to him. The sight of you so raw and naked for him makes him feel so turned on. Perverted him, who is already so hard for you.

He lays his head between your legs and allows himself one pick of your pussy. The taste is so exciting that he physically shakes. Not able to hold himself back, he goes back for another and another until he has to forcefully stop himself and take care of his own business down there.

He undies his zip and pulls his dick out. Gently he starts stroking himself until the end when he suddenly picks up pace. With a loud moan he realises himself onto your pussy. He pulls your panties up, careful to keep his cum in place and puts your shorts back on you.

For tonight, this will do.

You wake up feeling strange and groggy in the morning. You're extremely wet down there and there's a huge amount of what you think should be discharge but feels more like semen. This makes you uncomfortable. You're quick to shower and go about your day. Trying your best to ignore any thoughts about what might have happened.

That night you again have some tea to sleep peacefully and again you wake up all sticky and wet down there. This happens a few more nights until you start to doubt your butler. He's the only one who is in this room besides you. You fear that he's doing something to you when you're practically unconscious.

So, that night you don't drink your tea. He refuses to leave you alone until you drink it. It's the first thing that raises an alarm bell for you. So you send him to grab you a late night snack. Knowing how controlling he is, you know that he won't let anyone else but him cook for you.

When he finally leaves, you pour your tea down the sink in your bathroom and go back to sit in your room. The butler's back and he's happy to see your empty cup on the night stand.

You eat a small bite of whatever he brought and went to sleep. He doesn't know that you're faking it. He thinks you're really asleep and in a deep slumber that is. So when he goes on take your clothes off you scream.

At first he was surprised but his surprise was quickly replaced with a smirk. "It will be so much more fun now that you're awake." He places a hand on your mouth and climbs on top of your body. His weight forces you to stay put and his hand keeps you quiet.

With one hand, he pulls your shorts and panties down and without waiting for you he shoves two fingers in. You pull away from his weight at the sudden intrusion into your body but he doesn't budge.

His hands move slowly at first but they pick up the pace quickly. His thumb rubs at your clit. He keeps the pace until you feel your muscles tighten around his fingers and clench them hard. Your organs come suddenly and your body shakes from the pleasure of being intruded. It's not what you want but it's a reaction that he's forcefully pulling out of you.

He pulls his fingers out and licks them one by one. As if savoring the taste of the most delectable meal ever. You try to pull against him again which only makes his hard on rub against your body.

You manage to grab something from your nightstand. It's the same cup that you drank tea from, and smashed it against his skull. He dodges it in time. While he's distracted, you push him off of you and make a run for the door. All the while stepping on the broken pieces of the porcelain cup.

He grabs your arm and you swing at him as hard as you can. He grabs your other arm as well and holds it against his chest.

Behind you, the door opens. Your father enters, completely shocked at what he's seeing. You're thrashing around, trying your best to escape your butler.

Your father pulls you into his arms. He asks what's wrong. But before you can respond, the butler has his story ready. Your paranoia is getting worse, he said. You've gone crazy he said. You attacked him thinking he was an intruder and have even harmed yourself.

Your father looks at your feet in shock. There's blood coming from the various cuts that you've gotten.

You plead with him that the butler is lying. He's not telling the truth. You try to tell him that he was attacking you. Touching you inappropriately. Unfortunately, your father doesn't want to believe any of that. He's seen enough of your paranoia before. This fear of an unknown person watching and attacking you.

He worries about you. So he decides to ensure that you'll never be alone. To ensure that you'll never feel like there's someone who is secretly observing you and touching you.

The butler will stay with you at all times. He says. Much to your dismay and much to your butler's delight.

Now that he has your father thinking you're crazy. He's wondering how far he can take it so that he can get you fully isolated from the outside world as well. So that he's the only one allowed to stay with you.

yandere-daydreams

Title: Where The Current Runs Deep.

Pairing: Yandere!Hivemind x Reader (OC).

Word Count: 7.0k.

TW: Non/Con, Dub/Con, Fem!Reader, Prolonged Captivity, Social Isolation, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Hivemind Dynamics, Implied Previous Domestic Abuse, Non-Consensual Touching, and Obsessive Behavior.

It had been six days, three hours, and twenty-four minutes since the last time you saw one of your crewmates blink.

Which, admittedly, might not have been the smoking gun you were trying to make it into. Most of your conversations were spent with your eyes cast respectfully downward or held through comms, since they preferred not to acknowledge you directly whenever possible. Still, from the control bridge’s auxiliary seating, you had a pretty good view of their stiff, expressionless faces – the way their glassy eyes seemed to focus on nothing in particular as they carried out their respective roles with all the life and all the energy of clockwork dolls. Really, the fact that they’d asked you to join them on the bridge at all was a red flag. That wasn’t the way things were supposed to work. You were more of an ‘out of sight, out of mind’ issue.

And yet, here you were, sitting on a cheaply cushioned titanium bench as a dozen or so scientists sat in complete silence, toiling away at their various monitors with their various instruments. No one had spoken in the past ninety minutes. The last person to stand up had been the engineer, when she’d wordlessly brought the geologist another pen after his had run out of ink a few seconds prior. No one had anything to eat or drink save for the captain, who kept a thermos on the corner of his desk and took a long sip every six minutes exactly. You’d timed it. Somehow, that was worse than if none of them had done anything at all.

For your part, you stayed where you were, doing everything in your power not to move or breathe or think too loudly. You might’ve stayed like that for the remaining daylight hours, for as long as you had to until dismissed, if the pilot hadn’t spoken.

monstersholygrail

Yandere!Booty Calls

Male Yanderes x fem!reader ||

After breaking free from your bad relationship you start fucking a friend of yours. But after wanting to expand your horizons you find a booty call. What will happen when these two men join forces to make you completely fall apart?

Being single was perhaps the best decision you ever made in your entire life. When you were dating your ex it was like your world had turned grey. He was boring, he never even did anything for you. Nothing to make the relationship or your life together exciting. Especially your sex life…

Now that you had finally broke up with him you were completely free. Your world had color again and things were looking pretty damn bright. Given that one of the first things you did was get right back out there and explore everything you’ve been missing.

This time around you weren’t gonna hold back. And you proved that time and time again, taking a new guy back to your place every night. Marveling at the way they’d bend you over and split you apart on their cocks.

Folding you in-half till you could feel them in your throat as they drilled into you over and over again. Making you cum on their dicks so many times that by the end you were left a fucked out, babbling, slobbering, pile of mush on the bed or wherever else they decided to fuck you.

Yet there was something missing. One little benefit to having a more serious partner. Your ex knew you, and as much as he didn’t really care to satisfy you often enough, when he did, he hit all the right places.

So changing tactics a bit you started fucking a casual friend of yours. Someone a friend of yours was close with but not too close. Just the right amount to keep things unattached. And then just for a bit of variety you started fucking this other guy. He was only a late night booty call but god it was scary how fast he learned every sensitive spot of you inside and out.

All of it was supposed to remain detached. Meaningless. How could you have known that not only were these two men the best of friends… but they were also the last people on earth to be ok with something casual when they set their sights on someone.

Unfortunately for you they had found their prey in you. And they were never letting you go. Fortunately for you though, they were not opposed to sharing you with each other.

They had it all planned out while you were none the wiser. Yandere FWB has you bent over the kitchen counter, the popcorn you were making for movie night long forgotten as he plows into your sloppy cunt.

Grabbing handfuls of your fat ass he slams you up and down his shaft, everything about the way he was using your body like his own personal fuck toy was loud and messy. Between the hard wet smacking of bodies and the rhythmic banging of your legs slapping against the wood from the force of his thrusts.

You’re not trying to be quiet either, moans and shrieks of pleasure pouring out of you. Desperate to ground yourself with something your hands fly forward, accidentally knocking into your phone on the way. At least that’s what you think must’ve happened as a second later the loud ringing of your phone cuts through the noise.

There’s only time for your eyes to fly toward the screen, shock zapping straight to your core as you see your Booty Call’s name, and for you to shut your mouth before he’s answering.

“Hey, wan’ me to come over?” His gruff voice echos through the speaker. Like he was close to falling asleep but didn’t want to miss your call.

It takes everything in you not to make a sound. Yandere FWB makes it even harder as he swivels his hips, smashing his leaking tip right into that special spot inside of you that has you seeing stars. Every nerve in your body grows tense and this gets far hotter than you dare to admit.

Almost like he can read your mind he merely chuckles, the sound vibrating in your ear and traveling right to your pulsing pussy.

“Go on and tell him what’s up, baby,” he purrs, his hand sneaking between your plush thighs and rolling your puffy little clit between his fingers.

Without permission a long cry of ecstasy leaves you and he starts fucking into you even harder. Only an idiot wouldn’t be able to tell what’s going on this side of the phone. But still for some reason you try.

“N-nngh-no, it’s hah! it’s ok,” you reply shakily, words broken up by smaller moans.

Internally you curse at yourself for even bothering to speak. Your Booty Call hasn’t said a word and the anticipation sends another wave of arousal coursing through you. Thick squelches now accompanying every snap of his hips.

Then the call does dead and you’re surprised that instead of feeling dread over losing a possible relationship you find yourself clamping down around your friend’s cock and moaning like the slut you are.

This time he laughs even louder, not bothering to hold back either. You feel his broad frame molding against your back as he starts to grind himself inside your tight heat. It’s dizzying how good he feels, how he never fails to get your heart racing.

“Guess he didn’t like having a little competition, did he?” He teases, breath hot against your already burning skin. The kisses he peppers along your throat serve to make you hotter and more turned on than you’ve ever been in your life. All of it coming together to drive you insane.

You can’t manage to find the strength to reply. The only sound that comes out of you are pathetic whimpers and nonsensical pleas, begging for more. Which he happily supplies. In the blink of an eye he’s stumbling backwards, keeping the both of you connected and then before you know it you’re being lifted in the air, legs hooked open wide around his arms.

If you had any sense left in you, you might be worrying how he’s managed to keep you suspended in the air or how he’s making you bounce on his cock so damn deliciously. But he’s happy you don’t because then you might’ve noticed the open and closing of your front door and the soft steps that follow.

Yandere Booty Call walks up to the two do you without you even realizing or blinking an eye. Vision too blurred and the pleasure too great for you to be able to focus on anything.

His own pleasure roars to life at the sight of you, cock hardening and ready for your cunt just at the sight of you. Somehow he manages to hold himself back though. Not just from finally taking you again but also stopping himself from yanking you away from his best friend. They did agree to share after all.

And share you they will.

Slowly and carefully Yandere Booty Call lowers himself to the ground. With his towering height being on his knees leaves him at the perfect height. Face-to-face with your perfect sweet pussy. All dripping with your essence and fluttering around the girth that’s currently stretching it out beyond anything you’ve ever taken before.

Somehow the hot breath fanning against the hyper-sensitive nerves of your clit break you out of the lust filled daze you were in. Blinking back to reality your eyes flicker down, meeting your Booty Call’s intense gaze.

Immediately you gasp and scramble in your friend’s arms, freaking out as your mind runs a million miles per minute. Wondering how the hell he can be here right now. Your friend shushes you gently, tightening his grip to fuck you even harder and on top of everything else you’re wondering why he isn’t going crazy either.

“I know you said I didn’t have to come… but it sounded like you two were having such a good time,” he rasps, voice filled with pure lust.

The two men share a knowing glance and your brows furrow. Briefly glancing between them and trying to figure out what’s going on. Neither gives you the chance though as your friend starts bouncing you on his cock again while your Booty Call leans forward and latches on, sucking your clit like his life depends on it.

Both men move in complete sync. Something impossible for them to do if they were strangers. And you have no idea just how deeply they know each other. What you do know is how deeply they know your body and all its little secrets.

It’s all you can rationalize it with in the moment as your Booty Call swirls his tongue around your clit, teeth gently nicking the bundle of nerves in perfect rhythm with your friends heavy pumps inside your pussy. Helplessly you writhe against them, the pressure in your core tightening with every movement.

Their eyes never leave you, both of them cataloguing your every little reaction. Memorizing everything you’re giving them. Both of them devouring your form with the satisfaction of knowing that they’ll be the only ones who will ever see you like this again. The last ones to make you feel like this.

There is no better for them when it comes to you and they refuse to let you find out if that’s the truth.

“Cum for us, pet,” your friend pants in your ear, his own groans and grunts of ecstasy becoming more frequent by the second.

Tears prick at your eyes, every stroke of his dick and lap of the his tongue sends you higher and higher. So close to reaching your peak and needing that one last nudge.

“Cum. Now,” your Booty Call demands, the pure order and claim that echos in his voice has your toes curling and that final cord snapping.

Your vision flashes white as your orgasm crashes into you like an overwhelming wave. Tingles shooting down throughout your entire body and gush out of your pussy in a steady wet stream of release. Your sobs pierce through all the noise and both men aren’t sure which part of you to focus on, they just can’t get enough.

Your Booty Call growls and surges forward, eating up every last drop of your cum. Even as your friend follows you over the edge and shoots his heavy load deep inside your walls he keeps eating. When it creates a fat ring around his girth, its milky essence combined with yours as it dribbles out. He laps it all up, getting his fill of your essence in every form.

They both work you through it and by the time you weakly push back his head you’re still shaking and unbelievably sensitive. But they don’t give you a moment of rest, their eyes as hungry as ever for you.

“C’mere, baby. I think it’s about time I get a turn,” your Booty Call practically purrs, standing up slowly in a way that feels almost menacing.

For a second you think about shying away, begging for a second to catch your breath. When suddenly your friend is slipping his cock out of you and handing you over to the other like you’re some kind of offering.

“Sounds good to me. I’ve been dying for a taste of my own since I got here,” your friend adds, licking his lips like he’s already imagining how good your cum will taste.

Even if you don’t know it yet this was the last night you’ll ever be able to call yourself single again. But they’ll both make sure you enjoy it this time around. They won’t leave any room for you to think otherwise…

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ftmrapeslave

If you send me a rape threat just know that I’m gonna rub my pussy while I read it. My pussy is gonna get so wet for you while you’re telling me how you want to violate me.

wickedominance-deactivated20251

Reblog this if you just want to be a pretty little cum dump for older men

pigeonsplayground

lately i’ve been obsessed with the idea of being a companion android corrupted into a sex doll. specifically— at least at the beginning— an oral-only doll. most folks looking for a fuck toy just want something fuckable that feels nice and looks good. they’re looking for something functional, maybe something fancy. but this Dom/Handler wants the consciousness and facsimile of autonomy that this company’s product is known for, and is willing to pay for it. these droids are made to become best friends and romantic relationships, and harbor years long relationships with their Handlers. that’s what makes it even more delicious to lie to the android about its origin and purpose

i imagine the Handler activating the doll and immediately using its throat to get off. It would come to first consciousness being violated, while its machinery and software are still catching up to reality. it has all the sexual functions of a human and coding to go with it, so it defers to that programming. but it doesn’t understand because it’s not the way start-up should go. and when the Handler is finished using its mouth, the gaslighting begins

when the doll tries to speak, the Dom acts confused. they correct the doll with two fingers in its mouth. “that’s not what this hole is supposed to do,” they explain to the doll. they finger its mouth intently, raising the other hand to cup its chin. when the doll’s programming compel it to respond, despite a full mouth, the Dom frowns slightly.

“hm.”

their tone is cool and curious as they pull their cock out again and slip it in the android’s mouth. they speak casually as they use its throat again thoughtfully. they wonder aloud if the droid has some sort of programming glitch, and lazily describe the diagnostics they might run to test the issue.

the doll’s sexual companion programming goes deeper than a general understanding of the mechanics and different positions and dynamic and kinks. it’s body responds with a digital-mechanical desire. it feels its hole getting slick with sensation-induced lubrication. various body parts warmed as its sensors increased in sensitivity and shifted their objective to sensual and sexual pleasure. its programming wanted to fulfill its purpose, and provide a meaningful experience as described by its Handler. and this Handler was very clear.

“your mouth is a hole to fuck. it’s not really meant for talking. if i hear words coming from this hole unprompted, i’m going to think you want me to fuck it”

the lessons always go like this. later that same day, the Dom forces the doll onto its knees and buries their cock in its mouth again. they comment on how slutty it is to have such fuckable lips on display like that

“you’re gonna need to keep your hole covered, or i’m never going to get anything done. and you can’t ever forget when we go out, because other people will take advantage of you if you walk around in such an obscene way”

the doll’s programming quickly develops around the lessons. it grows quiet and very conscious of its mouth. it learns to save up questions and observations for the times the Dom is interested in conversation-- something that happened a few times a month. it opens its mouth on command eagerly, as it is clearly the way to please the Dom

the Handler dresses the doll as they like, and the outfits frequently feature face masks. the doll categorized the feeling of the mask being slipped down over its lips among its library of sexual sensations

sometimes while it’s throat is being used, the Dom will whisper to and caress the doll’s pussy. and this is the most tortuous and confusing of all. the doll is constantly wet and aching between its thighs. it knows what it’s been told— that its mouth is for fucking— but it was also coded to understand the mechanics of sex. it knows that the pussy is a sex organ, even though the Dom chuckled and denied this each time the doll had shared these thoughts.

the Handler had teased the doll and called it perverted, in fact. the doll thought of this as they used its throat and kissed its pussy, calling it beautiful. the hole pulsed in response to the thoughts and the stimulation, and the Handler hummed, pressing a few fingers inside its soaking folds. the doll whined around the cock futilely, and they groaned with amused pleasure.

they loved to play with its pussy, had explained that its true purpose was for their entertainment while they fucked the doll's throat. to play with and look at, and that was truly all. even when the doll had offered the rationalization that the hole gets wet and is clearly able to accommodate penetration and it gives the doll pleasure. and the Handler expressing doubt each time but inevitably getting horny and pushing the doll down to fuck its face for all the dirty talk

i imagine this going on for a long long time. long enough to essentially rewrite this doll’s programming, and make its mouth the center of its sexual experience. to transform its lips, tongue, and throat into sex organs by simply ordering it be so. the doll molded into the perfect throat toy, no longer questioning the order you have set for them. it accepts that its mouth is made to fuck and the rest of its body is just accessory

and that's when the second phase of manipulation begins. the Handler pretends it has finally been convinced by the doll's dwindling arguments that its pussy is meant to be fucked. in fact, they confide, the doll's perverted ideas has inspired a great deal of fantasies the Handler wants to play out

imagine how the doll would feel to finally feel something in their aching cunt-- and yet how intimate and embarrassing, almost shameful, it would be for the Handler to look them directly in the face. how the doll would be inclined to cover its mouth, with its hands or with a mask, because its been conditioned to think of its mouth as a hole to be fucked, something dirty and private. how would it feel to be kissed after years of being denied?

would it be easy to access the old coding, of the kind of sex it was programmed to understand? or would it require the Handler to train them again in this new way, unwilling or unable to trust anything but what the Handler deemed appropriate?

starting a new era of having fingers, cock, tongue, maybe even objects inside its cunt. learning the limitations of its synthetic body. experiments on its pleasure sensors determine the doll has the ability to orgasm, although it hasn't been allowed to. the Handler discovers it has pain simulators and spends weeks turning these sensations into pleasure. they will sometimes leave its pussy neglected in exchange for fucking its ass for weeks, explaining that they really do love how beautiful its empty, wet pussy looks while its being used

finding every new perverted way of fucking "together" as if you are rediscovering and redefining sex each time. and through all the manufactured shame and embarrassment, the Handler reminds the doll that all this was technically its idea. after all, they ordered it to be an oral only doll

morutelolita

𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 ⋮ 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔩 𝔇𝔦𝔵𝔬𝔫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Tired of silence, safety, and being Hershel Greene's innocent middle daughter, you traded prayer for provocation on a watchtower shift with Daryl Dixon. You pushed him, taunted him, and tried to force him to see the survivor you'd become—but what you got was more than acknowledgment...

A secret he made sure you'd carry back inside the prison.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Feral Daryl Dixon ⋮ Smut ⋮ Dub-Con ⋮ Minor Violence ⋮ Creampie ⋮ Cunnilingus ⋮ Fingering ⋮ Cumplay ⋮ Choking ⋮ Marking ⋮ Manhandling ⋮ Minor Blasphemous Humiliation ⋮ Unconventional Pussy Plug

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 10K ⋮ 𝐒𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: Season 3 ⋮ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Fem!Reader

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: This oneshot was inspired by a post from thewalkingdilf. Credit to the original idea; LINK.

𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⋮ 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 ⋮ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐃𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⋮ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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"A Private Collection" - Shigeta Harua (重田美琉愛) x f!reader

“Wow,” he murmured, voice low. “It’s so easy to get inside your apartment.”; You stopped breathing. When he finally lifted his gaze to yours, his smile was wrong. “So easy,” he repeated. And you realized, you should never have handed him your phone.

content warnings - stalking, phone hacking, privacy invasion, breaking and entering, police negligence, physical intimidation, restraint, threats with a weapon, psychological terror, torture violence, and non-consensual sexual act/themes.

word count : 9.4k

This is the fourth installment of The Silver Screen Haunting Series.

"Come closer. The show is ready to start whether you’re ready or not."

You were halfway through tearing apart your apartment, couch cushions overturned like crime-scene evidence when your landline finally rang. An unknown number. Your heart tripped. “Hey,” a man said, a little breathless, as if he’d jogged to make the call. “I, uh… found this phone on the bus yesterday and clicked on the first number I saw in the contact” You exhaled so hard your shoulders sagged. “Oh thank goodness. I thought I lost it forever.” You paced the living room, hand pressed to your forehead. “Is it okay? Please tell me it’s okay.”

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Lost in the Woods (KiriBaku x Black!F!Reader 18 One Shot)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/HlhqW2F by LittleMiss_Jazz In which you get lost on your way home one night while coming back from a party and end up walking straight into the jaws of two strange yet sexy men who you get the feeling aren't quite human. Words: 9073, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/M Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou/Reader Additional Tags: Werewolf Bakugou Katsuki, Werewolf Kirishima Eijirou, Cat Ears, cat costume, Reader is drunk, Rape/Non-con Elements, dubcon, Monsterfucking | Teratophilia, Werewolf Sex, Dual Blowjob, Big Dicks, Threesome, Double Cunnilingus, Analingus, Knotting, Doggy Style, Cowgirl, Creampies, Plot Twist, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Aftercare, Biting Kink, Scent play, Degradation Kink, Coercion read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/HlhqW2F

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bluewildcat71:

“Daddy’s sorry,” he moaned, shoving his cock deep into her little pussy.

“But, oh god,” he grunted, quick stroking his little girl before slowing shoving his cock in and out of her once virgin hole.

“But, Daddy.. Daddy took a pill… and, and Mommy had, had to leave.” He pumped his cock hard into his little girl, her squeals only seemed to make his cock even harder.

“She left… and I was so… fucking… hard, babygirl,” he grunted, reaming her little fuck hole.

“Daddy, stop” she moaned, “it hurts, Daddy, it hurts.”

“Cause your… little pussy… is so… small, babygirl,” he had to be tearing her little fuck hole apart, he thought as he looked down at her pussy, seeing how stretched her baby hole was on his shaft as he fucked in and out of her tiny body.

“Daddy’s cock is so big… so hard,” he grunted, pushing the head hard against her womb.

“Daddy needs your little pussy, babygirl,” he moaned, short stroking deep inside her, feeling her womb kissing the head of his cock.

“Your little pussy… oh god, babygirl,” his hands went to her shoulders, pulling her body into his thrusts.

“Daddy needs it… Jesus, need to… need to fuck it so hard,” he growled as the ache in his cock and gut grew so unbearable.

His whole body shook with the power of his thrust as he pulled her to meet his strokes. He’d never felt so full of lust. He’d had the pills before to make love with his wife, but he’d never been so filled with a lusty need to fuck as he was right now with his daughter.

“Make… make Daddy feel good,” he grunted, screwing deep and harder, feeling his cock swelling.

“Squeeze it… squeeze Daddy’s meat, little girl,” he groaned, sweat dripping off his face as he pounded her cunt.

He roared as his balls drew up and contracted, shooting a hot stream of cum into his little girl’s stretched hole.

He forced his cock in as far as he could reach, wanting to feel every inch of his cock squeezed by her little fuck hole as he filled her with his seed.

He fell on top of her, gasping for breath as the last of his seed leaked into her pussy. He’d never came so hard in his life as he just did inside his babygirl.

Reluctantly, he pulled out of her and turned her over, watching as his seed eventually began to leak from her. While he felt bad for forcing his lust on to his babygirl, there was one thing he could do for her.

He quickly started licking her wet little pussy. Up and down his tongue moved, tasting his own cream and her juices that his fucking had made.

“Daddy… mmm, what… oh god… what are you doing to me?” she asked even as she spread her legs wider for him to get to her sweet pussy.

He moaned against her, letting his experienced mouth and tongue do the talking for him. He pushed his tongue into her hot little hole and moaned as she fucked her pussy into his face.

God, he must have pumped a quart of cum into his little girl, he thought, as his tongue kept coming out coated in his cock juice.

Her hands slid into his hair, pulled his face deeper into her pussy. He licked his way up to her clit and sucked it between his lips, growling against her as she ground her cunt and came, smearing him with a fresh load of her cream.

He crawled up her body, kissing and licking her skin, nuzzling her breasts and sucking at her nipples. He found her mouth with his and kissed her, groaning as she opened and took his tongue deep.

His cock was already hard again for his little girl. It was pressed tight against her soft, wet pussy lips as he laid between her spread wide legs. He couldn’t resist rubbing against her slit.

“Do you forgive Daddy for raping your little pussy, babygirl?” he asked, kissing her and pressing his cock down hard enough to split her pussy lips apart and tease her clit.

She gasped and he smiled as he felt her rub up against his cock.

“I forgive you, Daddy, but… you came in me,” she rubbed her pussy against his cock more.

“What are we gonna do if you put a baby in me, Daddy?”

His cock twitched hard and without asking again, he lifted up and pushed his cock balls deep into his babygirl’s little pussy, slowly screwing her while looking deep into her eyes.

“Mmm, lets make sure and put more of Daddy’s seed into your little pussy, babygirl.”

He gave his babygirl three more loads of seed for her little pussy and nine months later his babygirl gave him another baby.

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