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content warning · mean!abby , bimbo!reader , dacryphilia , rough sex , strapping , choking , hair pulling , spanking , slapping , spit kink , nicknames used - babydoll , slut , baby !
dolirust’s note · hai mi loves here’s an abby fic mwuah. ໒꒰ྀི . . ꒱ა
you really hadn’t meant to be so clueless, so naive and ignorant about the lustful gazes you draw to yourself whenever you wear those pretty little skirts and thigh highs you love oh so much, always so painfully unaware of the amount of attention you gain just from those two things alone.
but of course, it wasn’t just those things that got people’s attention, it was also the way you flaunt yourself, batting your lashes and giving the sweetest puppy eyes when you want something that is being denied or only partially being considered. or the way you ‘purposefully’ play dumb in any situation, whether it be you not knowing how to do something or you just not wanting to do it at all and you always had others around you waiting for the opportunity to do it for you.
though you had so many people offering themselves to you, you never paid any actual attention to them, only your beloved abby has your ditzy heart and affection. abby never had to worry about you negativity, only the people around you who give you their unwanted attention. abby wasn’t insecure, no she let others compliment you because you are an absolute angel sent from the heavens, a goddess in her eyes. only when they started getting flirty and too touchy would she interfere and show them who you belong to.
you rarely ever made abby mad at you, but when you do you know you’re in for it, and batting your lashes with a pout won’t fix the stress you have caused her. much like right now, you were chatting with one of your girlfriends while abby was talking with manny about a patrol they were assigned to for later in the day. her lingering gaze only left you for a mere minute and when it was back on you, you were talking to another woman, a really buff one at that. she was much too close to you, too giddy. she was practically undressing you right in front of her. who the fuck does she think she is to do that knowing you were already claimed?
abby burned with irritation, it was practically radiating off her. her hands balled into a fist and her jaw tightened. her patience with you was slimming with every passing second that she expected you to dismiss the very out - of - line woman in front of you, but you didn’t, and that royally pissed her off because what was so interesting in the conversation that you just had to keep babbling to her?
and as if you could feel or sense her angered stare, your doe eyes flicker to her angry ones. you knew what you were doing, and it was working. you smiled sweetly, condescendingly. you were a good girl, but you had your moments in time where you wanted to rebel against abby and be a little playful because you knew what you would get for your disobedience. a harsh and mean fuck. sure you could just ask her to be rough, but what’s the fun in that?
your chance to correct the situation was long gone and abby had enough of the little show you were putting on for her, before you could even blink she’s next to you, wrapping a possessive arm around your waist and sending a sharp, dangerous glare to the woman standing in front of her.
‘did you need something? or are you just going to keep eye fucking my girl right in front of me like i don’t notice you?’
ouch - the bite in her tone sent a shiver down your spine, it was cold and meaner than usual. maybe you’d gone too far? were you laughing too much or smiling more than you should have? you start to fiddle with the hem of your skirt avoiding the longing stare from the other woman. her hands go up with a nervous smile, backing away slowly.
‘stay the fuck away from her.’
abby didn’t waste another second standing in front of the pathetic woman any longer, grabbing your arm tightly and dragging you away from the scene you both caused. you mewl at her roughness, staring up at her wide - eyed. she doesn’t look at you, not once. your throat feels dry and the air in your lungs seems to fade. you want to speak but you’re afraid if you say the wrong things it’ll anger her even more.
‘abb- baby i-‘ your lip wobbles before you can get the rest out and she glares at you for a moment shaking her head slowly. you knew that meant you needed to shut your mouth or to be very careful with your next words.
the door in front of you is quickly thrown open and she pulls you in closing the door rather harshly enough to make you jolt. you back up slowly giving her the sweetest little look possible.
‘i- i promise i only-‘ you’re cut off immediately. her taller frame pinning you to the wall behind you, trapping you in.
‘only wanted to be a little slut hm?’ just wanted to piss me off a little? get me mad? well, i’m fuckin mad babydoll.’ she spoke lowly, roughly grabbing your face to make you look at her. ‘look at me when m’talkin to you.’
you whimper looking up at her. your face heats up with embarrassment, both from your bad behavior and from how rough she’s being. a little whine slips from your squished lips and you rub your thighs together pathetically. this grabs her attention.
she shakes her head and makes a ‘tsk’ sound.
‘you really are a little slut.’ she hums. you don’t say anything and for a moment she doesn’t either until she backs up from you.
your breathing quickens and you give her a wide stare. she’s seen you nude a thousand times but the angry look she’s giving you makes you burn with embarrassment and shame, however, it made you fucking wet. slowly, you peel your tight clothes off. you tease her a bit, giving her the show she really wanted. you could tell it was affecting her by the way her jaw clenched and the way her breathing got heavier. once your clothes were off completely, you made your way over to her, smiling sweetly like you had done nothing wrong and batting your pretty lashes, making sure to sway your hips just a little more.
‘are you going to fuck me now baby?’ you spoke, giggling softly.
‘absolutely going to ruin you sweetheart.’
she makes quick movements grabbing onto you once more and slamming her lips onto yours, pulling you into a rough and hot kiss. it was anything but sweet, it was messy, hungry, and wet as your tongues both fought against one another. of course she won, she always did. your hands tug at her shirt indicating you wanted it to come off and she pulls away, tugging it off leaving her bare. you whine when she returns her lips to yours, and you drag your hands from her waist up to her strong shoulders.
‘mmf- baby plea-‘ your muffled plea is silenced with a harsh slap to your ass and a hand around your throat, making you yelp and jump. it stings but it stings so good it makes your eyes water, your mascara leaking down your tinted cheeks.
‘you don’t get to ask me for anything right now, right now i get to touch and use you how i please and you’re going to take it like a good little girl yeah?’
you make a defeated sound, pouting at her but nodding slowly. it didn’t take much for you to become submissive for her, really nothing at all. abby loved how easy you are, how easy it was for her to make you a weak and pathetic mess for her and her only. it only made her ego bigger.
she smirks down at you cockily and backs you up to the bed, making you trip and falling onto the firm mattress with a gasp. she grabs at your waist flipping you over quickly while forcing your back to arch for her, giving her a clear view of your sopping cunt. you moan, wiggling your ass a bit and giggling when she smacks it again.
‘still bein a fuckin brat?’ she questions. ‘don’t worry, i’ll fuck it out of you baby.’ she hums, unbuckling her belt, sliding down her pants and boxers just enough for her heavy strap to pop out.
she doesn’t give you a warning or a chance to react, her strap already sinks all the way into your tight hole and her hand grabs your hair to pull your head back pulling a sob from your parted lips and you ball your hands into a tight fist into the sheets beneath you, clenching around the toy mumbling incoherent words as she roughly fucks you from behind.
‘oh fu- uck bab-y’ you cry out, panting heavily.
‘mhm just like that, fuckin take it. fuck look atchu, such a pathetic little cunt this is suckin me in.’ she grunts, moving her hand to your lower tummy and pushing. ‘feel that? feel how deep my cock is inside you? fuck, good fuckin girl.’
it all becomes too much too quickly and you find yourself trying to crawl away from her and your action makes her laugh out loud and you’re instantly pulled back onto her cock. her grip on your hair tightens and her free hand drags down to your clit, rubbing tight circles that make you clamp around her even more and it makes you sob harder, tears falling down your cheeks to your neck.
‘where do you think you’re going baby? you’re not going anywhere until m’finished with you.’
‘mmm- nghh abby abby abby-‘ you chant, crying. it drives abby crazy, her eyes rolling back and deep moans fly from her own filthy lips. fuck she loved making you cry. her pretty little crybaby.
‘yeah baby? like when i fuck you like this hm? that why you like making me mad? like when i turn you into a little fuck doll for me?’
her filthy words only made you weaker, impossibly wetter, a moaning mess in her grasp as you cry out your response to it.
‘yes y-yes yes fuck i l-love it s’much’ you whine and she pulls her hand away from your twitchy clit to smack on your backside again and again and again until it’s red and burning enough to leave a large print of her hand.
your arms give out and your chest falls flat onto the mattress, face buried deep into the drenched sheets from your tears and you let out a rather loud scream. nuh uh, abby wants to see the mess she’s making of you, you don’t get to hide from her when she’s fucking you so good. she pulls out, flipping you onto your back and slamming back into you pulling another choked scream and cry from you, and fuck you looked beautiful like this, covered in tears, makeup smudged and fighting to get away from her much bigger frame. you can take it though, she knows it and you do too.
one of her hands travels from your tummy up to your chest, tweaking and pulling on your nipple harshly before moving away to grab hold of both your wrist, pinning them above your head. you mewl, gasping for air. you asked for this, you wanted this and your body was quickly responding to it. you could feel the pressure in your tummy, you needed to cum but you knew it was going to be a process, you knew abby would deny you and make you wait.
‘who do you belong to hm?’ she grunts, leaning fully over you, and you wrap your legs tightly around her waist. her other hand grabbing your face, making you look at her. you’re so far gone, eyes lulling into the back of your head as you spill the filthiest moans from your pretty lips. she tsk’s, slapping your cheek to pull you back to her. ‘answer me’ her tone is mean.
‘you y-you abby please, please let me c-um mmm- mhh’ you babble out, arching into her chest, trying so incredibly hard not to cum without her permission. ‘i promise to be good, i- i promise i won’t disobey you again p-please’ you whinily plead, pouting at her.
she groans, leaning her head into the nap of your neck and pulling out of you completely to shove all the way back in making a long whine rip from your sore throat. she lifts her head lazily looking into your glossy eyes. it was so loud in the room, your crying, skin slapping and the wet sounds coming from your drenched pussy bounce off the walls. there’s no way no one isn’t hearing this happen.
she hums, squeezing your jaw.
‘yeah? gonna be my good little girl baby? gonna cum on my fucking dick?’ you whimper, nodding your head the best you could. she smirks, squeezing more. ‘open your mouth.’ she adds, and you obey. she backs up a bit and lets a glob of her spit plop into your mouth. you whine and swallow it. she lets go of your jaw and wrists, pulling back to slide your legs up to her shoulders making the strap slide even further in, hand around your throat squeezing just tight enough. ‘fuckin cum then. soak me babydoll.’
your back arches off the bed, thighs calmping around her neck as your orgasm completely washes out of you, soaking not only you, but also abby and your bed. you sob, weakly pushing her away from your very abused pussy. her name faintly falling from your lips. she coos, petting your hair, slowly pulling out of you, careful not to break you even more than she already has. she kisses your temple, wiping away the tears that still fall.
‘atta girl, did s’good f’me, so proud of my little girl’
her soft praise makes your heart squeeze, and your lip wobbles. you wrap your arms around her neck and pull her to your chest letting out a small, but happy little cry. she gently rubs up and down your body, planting gentle kisses onto your neck, cheeks and finally your lips. you never wanted sweet moments like these to end.
not really sure how to feel about this but nonetheless i hope it serves its purpose.
also please mean abby show up at mi house thank you.
