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[cherrylesbianschamber]

i think u know who i am but YESSS GAWDDD OMGGG TY FOR UR SERVICES

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[cherrylesbianschamber]

your part 2 of business is business was genuinely so good!! the dialogue was so dirty and nasty i love it

aww thank you <33

i was internally worried the whole time that it wasn’t freaky enough but the reassurance makes me feel better <3

[cherrylesbianschamber]

BUSINESS IS BUSINESS (pt. 2)

| free use, voyurism, manipulation, power abuse, noncon, misogyny, (some form of mindfucking), reader basically rewired to think how abby and sevika do.

feat. ambessa

after what went down at the first meeting, they held blackmail over your head.

before you knew it, you had a new profession. being both abby and sevika’s fuck toy. they only gave you simple rules; you couldn’t see anyone, they’d help you have a hook during presentations. all you’d have to do is be their fleshlight.

it was exhausting, and took your ambition and passion out of you. every night, you’d leave with a mangled skirt or an unequivocally sore throat that wouldn’t be able to be explained.

each night, they’d lay-no, force you down to the bed and abuse all of your holes.

abby and sevika selfishly basked in your presence, shamelessly watching you strip yourself. sevika lets out a cold sigh, walking towards you.

“little pretty thing is boring me.” sevika huffs, grabbing your neck. your eyes almost watered, your thighs clenching against your finger. you get caught by surprise as she presses her cock to your lips. abby stepped closer, slowly pushing you down to the bed.

“just sit back, slut. it’s easier this way.” abby retorts to your cock filled protests, trying to escape from sevika, straddling your neck. she holds down your thighs, your resolve quickly dissolving as you listen to their words. your eyes flutter and your moans silken and soften as you continue.

“god.. you really are good at sucking dick..” sevika rasps out, pressing your head against her. abby thrusted herself in and out of you, earning a whimper out, your throat clicking as they both cream your holes, cumshot after cumshot.

after what seemed like hours, you were laying down, abby fucking you from behind. you would mewl and whimper as sevika records you and degrades you intensely.

“nothing but a tight body, is what you are.” she snarls, shooting her cum on your face and smearing it all. you were so exhausted from the constant pounding, you didn’t even notice your boss, ambessa behind you.

“careful there, bessa’. she’s a sensitive one.” she speaks in a mocking tone, your eyes looking up at her. ambessa stares down at you, her gaze cold and calculated as she unzips her pants and places herself in you.

“then her little pussy’ll be ruined by the time im done..” ambessa chuckles, shoving every inch inside. you couldn’t handle it, your eyes squeezing shut.

as she roughly moves inside you, abby was standing above you, her gaze a warning to not move away. you moved along with ambessa, eager to please and to be set free. as she grips your thighs, your eyes water, thighs clenching and rubbing against hers as she rapidly thrusts into you.

“miss-please-“ you cry out, your mascara ruined from all the facials you’ve taken today. ambessa covers your mouth, and scoffs. “pathetic. little thing lacks discipline.” she sighs out, her breath coming in shaky sighs. your breath dropped and rose intensely, your brain processing all the names sevika and abby called you.

you don’t even tremble as she releases her cum into you, leaving a trail dripping as she pulls out. “you’ve fucked this thing dumb.” she scoffs, looking at abby and sevika with pride, and a hint of shock. “i want her first thing in the morning. she’ll have some.. clients to convince with her flawless propositions.” ambessa speaks.

your cunt burned with need, your body begging for more. they always left you high and dry, which only made your resolve and restraint shorter, your body hotter than a furnace.

abby and sevika nodded, enjoying your fucked out expression. abby nudges your head with her foot, laying you on the bed.

“look at you, honey.” she coos. “can’t even think without a cock in your mouth.” she knew how fucked up you were thanks to the two. sevika lets out a dark chuckle. “she enjoys being our creampie princess, don’t you, angel?” she whispered, rolling back her shoulders and fixing herself and abby up before they leave. the two left you in your hotel room.. naked, vulnerable, and aroused.

you couldn’t help but think of a life where you could serve them only forever. it was all you wanted.

you definitely achieved deals that next day with your.. ‘business expertise’.

thanks for reading! sorry this is so short 😭

BUSINESS IS BUSINESS .

abuse of power / manipulation. noncon ? misogyny. masturbation. voyeurism. degrading.

you dont know why your boss decided to send you on this trip— sure, you were qualified and perfectly capable, but everyone knew not to go to the lanes alone.

and yet, you continue walking with your gaze adverted to your feet, making sure you had a good grip on your bag as you navigate through the ratty alleyways to the warehouse.

you had already been cat called and wolf whistled at, but you keep on your track and hope none of them decide to follow you on your journey.

luckily, you arrive at the large building before you can find out.

the two women are.. intimidating, to say the least. both of them were tall, muscular, stupidly rich and egotistical. you'd worked with these kinds of businesspeople before, so it wasn't anything new— mostly you got men that would flaunt and flirt until the deal was done.

you thought they would be a little different, considering they were also women. you should know by now not to assume in this work.

"pretty thing like you shouldn't be wondering around down here," the oldest woman, sevika, chuckles while smoking a cigar. neither of them had gotten up to greet you when you walked into the meeting room, they didn't really look up either.

at least the secretary was nice...

the meeting was... awkward— for you, anyway. the two barely payed attention, shared looks after you spoke which made you gradually more self conscious, there was no note taking or even a nod to signal you were being understood. at least the men pretended to listen.

"i think we've heard enough, pretty," abby sighs, leaning back in her chair. she looked a little softer than sevika, still with a similar build and height, but she wasn't. and yeah—pretty. you're sure you told them your name, but both decided to give you nicknames instead.

at this point, you're irritated and frustrated. you want to leave and go home... wait, you can't. you're stuck in a hotel until tomorrow. on the bright side, it couldn't get any worse.

"you drive an... okay bargain, i'll give you that." the blonde shrugs, once again, glancing over at sevika. they seem to communicate telepathically, probably having spent way too much time together while scheming and scamming customers and business partners. its a good bonding activity, apparently.

she sucks air through her teeth mockingly, folding her buff arms over her chest. "but... we're not convinced. you either need to work on your marketing skills, or whatever bullshit company you're slaving for just isn't as good as you think it is, sweetheart. sorry to be the bearer of bad news."

your shoulders drop. you had been informed that after the hiccup with the last meeting, you were on thin ice— this trip was your chance to prove you weren't 'completely useless.'

"maybe you're in the wrong profession," sevika adds, neither of them having any sympathy for how your faux, determined demeanour suddenly drops. "you'd probably make more stood on the corner in a short dress anyway."

low blow... you frown, eyebrows knitting together.

"she'd look prettier there too."

the two snicker, sevika shaking her head and taking another drag of her cigar before stumping it out on the ashtray. you feel insulted, defeated— speechless. you can't believe these two women had such a lack of empathy and morality to say these things, let alone to your face.

"don't frown, princess," abby chuckles, finally grabbing the folder you had gently slid across the table to them earlier, which they ignored. "the wind'll change and it'll stay that way."

you watch as she flicks through the binder, her face unimpressed. you're upset, not even caring what she thinks— actually, that's a lie. you have to if you want to keep your job and not.. well... end up on the corner in a short dress to pay rent— not to mention, majority of that money would go to your pimp. god... where would you even find a pimp?

you're stressing about it already.

sevika seems to catch on that you're upset and discouraged, knowing damn well that her words had weaselled into you and had already started picking through your self worth. her gray eyes don't soften, but they roll and glances over at abby as the younger woman smacks the binder shut and lets it slap on the table.

"let's make a deal, hm?" sevika starts, resting an arm on the table and taking a good look at you. "since we're feeling generous... you convince us, right here, right now, and it's settled."

you frown, shifting in your seat. "i already tried."

sevika clicks her tongue, "we don't wanna listen to you dick ride your company, and you're stupider than you look if you think we're gonna sit here and look through your pretty little folder to read the same shit in different fonts... so,"

she barely gives you any time to process the demeaning words before sliding the folder back across the desk to you, the plastic cover ramming into your boobs. "convince us, or get out."

you shake your head in confusion, awkwardly holding the folder and tapping your fingers against it. "h-how am i supposed to.. convince you?"

abby groans at your cluelessness, rubbing a hand over her face. "girls like you don't have a lot going for them, right?"

you almost nod in agreement at the tone she uses, your face scrunching together instead.

"right. but, you all have one thing people want. one thing that'll get you anywhere in the world."

you're still confused, her words making you think real hard about what you have and what you don't, and then starting to worry a little about— well if you don't know, then you don't have it. meaning you've got fuck all in this world apart from a folder, hopes and dreams, and a forced smile.

sevika scoffs, shaking her head. "your pussy, baby. that thing between your legs? you know what that is?"

your cheeks flush at both the realization and vulgarity, instinctively crossing your legs. "what?"

"come on, i'm sure you've flashed it to your boss once or twice. why else would you be here?" sevika huffs, her gaze wandering over your body.

"i'm—" this is terrible. you feel your face burning with both anger and fluster as your throat closes up with embarrassment, so much so that you have to swallow and force the words out. "i'm good at my job, that's why i'm here."

"you're good at sucking dick and wearing skirts," sevika continues, really digging into your ego and image. "if you want this deal, you'll prove how badly instead of being sat there acting like a prissy little girl."

her tone is a little more biting now, still laced with mockery but more demanding. you're frozen, but actually... considering. how bad do you want this deal? how much is really on the line? they're women anyway— absolute assholes, but female.

you don't realize your hands are shaking a little until you place the folder down, shifting a little further back on the couch. you hesitate, scratching your thighs before uncrossing your legs and spreading your knees a little.

"better. you're a natural, huh?" abby mocks, nodding slowly like you were a child riding a bike and she was an encouraging caretaker.

instead, you're reluctantly pulling your skirt up and avoiding eye contact as you reveal more of your skin.

sevika lets out a low whistle before clicking her fingers— and instead of an inexperienced child on a bike, you're now a disobeying dog. "we don't have all day here. not everyone is as irrelevant as you are, girl."

your stomach churns at the words, more and more being singed into your brain probably for years. you gnaw on your bottom lip as your hands slip under your skirt to reluctantly pull down your underwear, letting them stretch around your ankles.

abby lets out an appreciative hum as your panties drop, enjoying your discomfort as your hands move to grip the edge of the couch, widening your thighs and shamefully displaying your body to the two businesswomen.

"oh, how cute." sevika coos, her gaze landing on your cunt and taking it all in. she had to admit, it was one of the cutest she and abby had seen in their years.

abby nods in agreement, twirling her pen around her thick fingers casually. "don't be so shy, come on. you gonna give us a show?"

your breath hitches at the implication, your eyes finally flickering over to both women as they stare between your thighs. "you can't be serious?"

"if you want this, you'll do it."

you did want this, you had to want this. but the mere thought of touching yourself in front of two strangers as they watch was enough to make you consider how bad living on the streets could really be.

your nails dig into the couch before you release the creased material, your legs falling open a little wider and your hand slipping between them. you breathe shakily, pressing your fingers to your clit and rubbing in slow, deliberate circles.

you're not sure what the best way around this is— would it be better to try turn yourself on so this was easier? or would that just cause more mocking and degrading? either way, your eyes squeeze shut as you let out a whimper.

abby seems pleased enough, quietly writing your name down on a piece of paper. sevika's surprised she actually bothered to listen, but she was more focused on watching you play with yourself for their benefit.

"use spit, baby, get her nice and wet." the older woman gruffs out, her hips lifting a little as she gets comfier on her desk chair.

you do as you're told, for some reason, spit now coating and stringing between your fingers as you resume rubbing. unfortunately, the wetness helps more than you want it to.

your thighs tense around your hand, your lips parting in soft pants.

a smirk creeps onto sevika's face, looking over at abby. "works every time."

abby snorts, glancing over at her business partner and then back over at you as you continue to shakily pleasure yourself, your cunt glistening with spit and something a little stickier. "you're breaking records, sweetheart. getting wet already, huh?"

you tremble a little, your moans getting caught in your throat as you circle your clit, occasionally dipping down to tease yourself further. you hate this, though it doesn't look like it, you feel disgusting and dirty as your cunt leaks with arousal.

"y'know, we could do with a new office pet. she's already drooling and whimpering," sevika comments, blatantly making fun of you.

abby smiles, her eyes locked on the way your hips squirm a little. "mhm... and she obeys, knows her place."

you whine quietly, your stomach contracting as you slip your fingers inside, your free hand holding onto the couch as you fuck them slowly in and out.

sevika hums, watching your fingers disappear inside your cunt and come back out dribbling with slick, a soft squelch being drowned out by the casual chatter between the two women.

"and all it takes is a little bit of spit to shut her up," she comments, her thick thighs spreading a little as she watches you. "isn't that right, pretty?"

you don't get the deal in the end, but... it's not all bad. now you have a new job.

sawry this is so short and there's more dialogue than smut whoops

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[cherrylesbianschamber]

“sᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ.” 💋

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙʙʏ ɢʀɪɴᴅ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ɪᴛ 💀

ʙᴀsɪᴄ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ! ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ

laid out on the bed, looking up at abby’s muscular frame, and the needy look on her face. you quickly straddle her waist, rendering her shocked. as you slowly rock your hips, your tantalizing eyes burn into hers, begging for her to suck every ounce of lust out of her until you were breathless, left high and dry.

you felt abby’s knee press up against the wet spot on your panties, your wetness drenching your tight white panties, your taint burning, begging to be involved. your clit throbbed with need, sending an ache between both you and Abby’s legs.

abby grinds against you faster, her rough yet nimble movements unable to explain her need. she nibbles your neck and tilts your head back, your eyes squeezing shut from the feeling. she’s been waiting all year for a release.

the grunts, moans, and gasps recoil around the room in surround sound. “fuck it.” abby mutters, shoving your head into the mattress, you ragged breaths easing.

as you hear metal slightly swinging in the background noise, you whimper as she folds you onto your stomach, placing your arms on handcuffs, rendering you vulnerable. she pulls you closer, pressing the strap bulge on your ass.

she slips your panties off, and spanks you, watching the fat jiggle. “a-abby..! careful-“

you let out a louder moan as she places two of her digits in your mouth to gag you, and shelters your glossy orbs with a silk scarf.

abby basked in the sight of you so bound to her, your flustered face only fueling her fervor.

she was definitely going to enjoy reaping your body apart.

This was for @evelindearest , and all you other freaks! love you xx

THIS IS VERRY ABBY CORE (can someone make drabble about this 🙏🏽🙏🏽)

[cherrylesbianschamber]

“𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘔𝘦 𝘈 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘐𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘖𝘧 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴”

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭.

𝘵𝘸: 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘩, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦𝘴

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘦.

you couldn’t help it. the issues grew over your warmth for ellie and abby. but that was the least of your concern when you chugged the arsenic, and neither of them were present to stop you. maybe you would’ve been with them today.

the both of them were petrified from your death, they couldn’t grasp it. until abby pieced it together. the magnolias, standing proud along the acres, butterflies swarming the home. the tapes. the polaroids, holding memories in place.

ellie arranged the funeral, utterly devastated. “y/n… my baby..” she cried under her breath, her heart shattered into pieces. she’d never be able to welcome you home from the architect firm, or hold you while you rewatched ‘perfect blue’ religiously. abby dropped to the ground, her daisies slipping out of her hand. she was begging that it was all just a nightmare, and you were still in bed, holding her until dawn. “no! please! ellie stop!” she cried out as she buried you.

food was pointless in their eyes without you nourishing their hearts. abby starved all day and night, stayed home instead of working out, trying to convince herself that you’re still here. ellie sliced herself open, reminding herself that you wouldn’t want her to die.

sleepless nights were the most common. ellie gazed out the window, knowing how much you loved nature. she’d escape before abby woke up to walk in the forest, laying against the pine tree you loved. abby would turn and toss in her sleep, trying to sleep. but once she closed her eyes, they wouldn’t rise until the next few days.

the intimate nights ellie and abby held with others were meaningless, empty promises sent and given to the litter of girls. with you, it was different.

you were the only one who cared, ever so gentle with your touch. both of them missed your chime while they gave you aftercare. your soft voice that cracked whenever they pleased you. abby missed the way you cherished her, and ellie missed the way you’d interlock your fingers with the both of them, whispering the promises you sworn true to them.

the promise to buy ellie and abby the perfect home? you bought it weeks before you committed, leaving a garden of red and orange streaked magnolias, along with a cottage further onto the acres.

helping abby out of her eating disorder? done before you three finished college. lifting ellie out of her depression? to you, it was light work. anything to keep the both of them pleased .

the only material keeping them from going insane were the tapes. the tapes of you gifting them. the tapes of you giving them aftercare, or you simply dancing in the living room. it all made a difference.

until the depressive thoughts swam back in. neither of them knew how long it’d be until they snapped and went feral without you.

they loved you dearly. both ellie and abby. what did you do?

[cherrylesbianschamber]

“𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 .”

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎. 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎.. 𝚏𝚞𝚗.

𝚝𝚠: 𝚌𝚗𝚌, 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚢

Reminder: i’m still new to writing smut!!

Requested by: unknown anon. 🫀

(Strap = dick/cock)

(I’m sorry if this isn’t as good as my witch one!😭)

𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚘: 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 (𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚢)

you were at the end of your rope, right on the brink of suicide. ellie cheated on you with dina, jesse’s been entirely useless, but abby’s there for you. but little did you know she’s falling apart herself, the paranoia, sorrow, and anger tapping in her mind.

but as she grew insane in her room, so did her lust and animus. she needed something to break, and someone to crack open. she chuckled at the thought of you spread on a bed, absorbing your nude curves, ramming her fingers into you until you couldn’t breathe.

so she formed a plan.

she’d invite you over, and make sure you’d get oh so fucked out of your mind. you were honestly so stupid, no point of the plan would need extensive backup.

as you stepped into her dorm, her eyes trailed over your outfit. your black lycra dress with star cutouts, as if you were begging to leave with your pussy slaughtered.

“did you get the uppers?” you asked, your stride hypnotic, abby stuck in a trance. she quickly snaps herself out of it, shaking her head, showing a small bag of weed.

“i know you’re still overwhelmed with the depression on your plate, so i thought this would hit better than an upper.” she chimes, a loving smile on her face, even though her intentions were anything but pure and genuine.

you quickly snatch the weed out of her hands, pissing her off internally. ‘a few hits and i can take my anger out on her’ she thinks to herself, reminding herself not to lash out.

as you selfishly take hits, she just watches, her face growing warm as she glimpses up your midriff, not even caring how greened out you seem.

while abby was sober, you were seeing stars. your delicate eyes were bloodshot, and the room was tilting. your hands grasp the chair, letting out an uneasy whimper that almost sets abby off. the utter thought of touching you was starting to ignite the need in her.

she watches you intoxicate yourself with the weed, proud that she purchased the 900mg package for you. it’d be easier to control you.

“a-abs..” you rasp out, dropping to the floor when you try to stand up. she knew what she did to the weed to make you have this behavior. she picks you up and places you on her lap.

“what’s wrong, cupcake?” she replies, your eyesight turning blurry as you pass out. she let out a sinister chuckle.

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you woke up to abby’s room, unable to move due to the rope bonding you to the bed. you felt fear fill you as you realize that you’re exposed, the only item clad to your body being your lacy bra.

“abby! where the fuck are you?” you scream out, your vocal chords aching as you speak. “whatever sick prank this is, isn’t fucking funny!” you cry out, the possibilities of what she may do shaking you to your core.

abby steps into the room, completely nude, her fishtail braid slipped out, the strands running loose and carefree. with your body still greened out, it took you a moment to process the strap on. once it hit you, abby approaches you, animus in her expression, yet lust in her eyes.

“it’ll be easier if you don’t resist.” she whispers coldly, forcing your legs open. your legs kick and flail,abby gazing down on you, as if your body was weak and frail. “no! abby don’t-“ you get cut off by her muscular hand squeezing your neck, as if she could break it.

the only sounds out of you were choked gasps, your skin slightly tainting red. she lets out a lovesick sigh, watching you struggle to hold air.

while you struggle to find air, she finally slips her cock inside you, releasing your neck. all the agony, pent up rage and arousal, it all disappeared.

you couldn’t help it, but you enjoyed it all. you let out broken moans, screaming out her name in a harmonic manner, as if her name were a song.

“fuckin’ whore. bet not even ellie made you feel like this. look at you, all stretched out.” abby grunts between thrusts, looking down at you as if you’re a lost cause.

she sees the strap forming a bulge on your stomach, pressing on it roughly. “HNNGH! ABB-“ you growl out, gripping at the bonds for dear life.

“you aren’t gonna cum.” abby coldly told you, the words coming out as a promise.

you were already close, abby staring deep into your eyes as if you had a death wish.

you fuck yourself onto her cock, your slickness slipping and sliding yourself until you hit the right spot.

you let the most pornographic moan ever as you climax, your eyes rolling back in pleasure, your head on abby’s shoulder.

you felt abby’s heart pound, her breathing growing ragged and more noticeable, and her face was bursting red.

“you fucking slut!” she screams out as she punches you down and throws a glass at your head. “I’M GONNA FUCKING SHOW YOU!” abby screams, shoving the strap down your throat, giving you no space to breathe.

you suck it down, your eyes gleaming with tears. abby’s eyes were covered in malice, her smirk growing as she lodged it in your throat, with no way to take it out.

she takes a video of you sucking on the strap, your eyes stuck and bloodstruck. she unties you, and within a few minutes, your heart broke. your own best friend used you to her advantage. but you didn’t mind the idea of being her free use slut.

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in the evening, you sobbed on the ground. abby slides you a piece of cake. “here. you’ll need it for the men tomorrow.” she speaks in a mocking tone, laughing at your weakness. Abby walked towards you with a blade, lightly pressing it against your neck.

“if you say a word, I’ll kill you.” She coos, leaving a slit on your neck.

this is where you finally discover.. abby has gone feral. you’d never live this down, and had to find a way to escape her before she broke you.

there had to be some way, right?..

the end!

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(don’t mind the accidental copy and paste my hands are currently full)

you said dark themes welcome so 🤭🤭

intoxication/cnc with abby, stoner reader gets a little too high around abs, bonus points if no established relationship

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𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓.

𝔥𝔦 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢!

𝔞 𝔰𝔪𝔲𝔱𝔱𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔥𝔦𝔠 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤

𝔦 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯: 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰, 𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔢, 𝔄𝔟𝔟𝔶, 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯

𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 + 𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢!

𝔰𝔲𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 18+, 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶 (𝔬𝔯 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 💀)

𝔦 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔣𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣 𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱’𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢

𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔟𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔪𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔱 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔱𝔬𝔭𝔦𝔠 𝔱𝔬 𝔬𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯

𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲’𝔯𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔰𝔪 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔰, 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔥 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔦𝔱-

𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔱𝔬𝔭𝔦𝔠𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔟𝔪𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔡! 𝔦 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔧𝔲𝔡𝔤𝔢 𝔦’𝔪 𝔞 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔱𝔬𝔬

𝔡��𝔰𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔯: 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔦 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔰𝔲𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔯𝔩!

𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖜!! 💋

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“𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦” 💋

𝘨!𝘱 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⚔️🌙

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 ‘𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶’. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯..

(𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦😓)

𝘵𝘸: 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘰𝘵

you held your breath as you waited eagerly for the angel of love to flourish from the severed heart you’ve collected. you utter the spell like a mantra, your smile growing as the white smoke rose and uplifted you. the angel gazed upon you with a cold smirk, pulling you closer.

“what is thy will, my liege?” the angel morella whispers, her voice carrying through the entire cave, the luminescent crystals twinkling and shimmering. you let out a shaky sigh, looking up at the angel, offering the shadow crystal to the her. “i long for a lover, my lord. someone who will come find me to cherish me. i’ve sought you out for this reason.” you stared at her hopefully, your doe eyes twinkling with potential joy and hope.

“i refuse to bestow a lover upon you; for one already seeks you. though, know this: dire danger approaches with thy lover. approach with caution, my dear.” morella speaks, the cave shaking. as she takes the shadow gem, her gaze averts away from you, focused on something else, or.. someone else.

the angel vaporizes, the shadow gem breaking into pieces. as you turn, you see a slim, auburn woman with a torch in hand and a switchblade in hand. to you, her emerald eyes sparkled like crystals, her soft smile beaming at you as she turns off her torch. you seemed slightly terrified, and aroused at the sight of her. she’s a hunter, she could kill you.

“my love…” she speaks with longing, pulling you up and crashing your lips onto hers, your hands roaming over her body, softly holding onto her waist, as if she would disappear, like a mirage.

she holds you down, straddling your waist. genuine love, love you’ve been pining over for years, it was all portrayed in her eyes. she traced over your black corset top, tugging at the ribbons base. “screw it.” she whispered, pointing her switchblade at your throat as she slips her belt down. “you know how this goes, right Angel?” she whispers, slipping her cock into her hands, the tip upon your lips.

“i do..” you utter out, kissing the tip, replacing her hands with yours. she lets out a shaky breath as your tongue flicks out, tracing the tip up to the freckled base. as your lips engulf it, both of your eyes flutter with pleasure, your cunt soaking wet, her hands slip all the way into your hair.

“gods.. you’re doing so well..” ellie whispers, her hips bucking as she picks up the pace, her cheeks growing redder. your head slightly bobs as your lashes flutter, eager to please.

ellie finally cums down your throat, letting out soft breaths. as you continue, ellie pushes your head away, and pins your body down with her foot. you let out shaky breaths, your face tinted red.

as she flips your skirt up, she gasps as she notices there’s nothing underneath. “have you been waiting for me, y/n?” she sighs, placing her blade down. you didn’t even know how she knew your name, let alone how long you were waiting for it.

as she slips inside you, your hands softly slip into hers, not used to the feeling. your whole body felt as if it was on fire.

You hurry up, the slow pace not satiating your needs or nerves. you saw the love struck and shocked look on Ellie’s face, the lust growing even more. She grips your hips and shoulders and thrusts herself even more into you. You couldn’t handle to anymore—- you had to release.

you finally climax, your toes curling and your eyes fluttering open and shut, your thighs clenching as you let out gasps and moans like it’s a prayer to the demon lords.

“i’m ellie, y/n. i’ve been studying you for weeks in the forest, and it hasn’t been long until i’ve decided that i needed to hold you and cherish you until the sun descent.”she utters, kissing your head as you come down from your high, disoriented.

as weeks go by..

you invite ellie when dusk rises, the shadows holding a light for the two of you. you show the powers you form, while she passes you the truest forms of love. yet, and unwavering feeling remains; that she stalks upon you absently with every move.

the end! (or will it be?..)