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TO SERVE A KING —

RECAP. you were taken from your home and now forced to play submissive wife

WRD COUNT. 1.03k

CW. abuse, possibly misogyny, noncon touching, death, and implied rape.

They graced your face with foundation. They made sure the dark circles under your eyes were concealed. They decorated your face with light sparkles and adorned your waterline with eyeliner. You were treated like royalty.

"How have the maids been treating my favorite girl?" You feel a set of arms cling around your waist, and you can feel his rock solid dick pressed against your ass. You don't want to respond; you simply can't.

You try to talk or even muster a small smile; you really try. But you don't. He doesn't deserve the satisfaction of even thinking of you. You want to push him off; no, you need to push him off.

The thought of his revolting touch is plaguing your mind; you can't even think of anything else. You give in and eventually turn to your side and push him off. You usually are good at controlling impulses, but right now you just can't. His touch is absolutely disgusting; it's horrific even.

You pushed him off; you might as well go all the way. "Don't put your hands on me!" you screamed. The maids all turn their heads towards you. The only thing running through their minds is that this won't end well for you.

He stumbles on his feet before holding still. You immediately realize that was a mistake and that you should've just smiled and replied. The look that disgraces his face is petrifying. He sternly walks up to you and slaps you so strongly that spit falls out. A burning sensation starts to accompany your left cheek. Your eyes start to water with tears of sorrow. You just want to go home.

"If you ever touch me like that again, I won't be so nice. Just be a good wife and be obedient." You want to cry; you really do. Though you can't, if you do, you risk the makeup getting runny, and you don't want that. You have to show up for his coronation. He is being sworn in as king and the ruler over this country. You don't even know if it's legal for you to show up since you're not part of his family; you're not even part of a monarchy yourself. You're a peasant.

Nonetheless, the servants realize time is ticking, so as a response, they give you your options for a dress to wear at his coronation. Even though you absolutely hate this place and him, this wasn't too bad. You do look quite good in dresses. It was great to take your mind off things for a while. Until the servants say that it's time.

The coronation was here. Thousands of the people from the country stood in the stands of the church. It was scary, honestly, maybe even cult-like, but I digress. You were standing in the row in the near back near the stairs; he wanted you to be in the seats up front but couldn't due to his relatives sitting there. But as long as he could see you, he was fine!

While he was being sworn in and occupied, you snuck your way down the stairs and out of the ceremony. You reached the guards; you remained calm and spoke, "I need to go. It's an emerg—" They glance down at you and immediately stand in front of you, forcefully grab your hands, and yank you towards them. What the hell? One of the guards whispers to the guard next to him, and then they escort you back to the palace. Well, there's not much you can do, but at least try to reason with them. You try to tell them you've been kidnapped, you're not the king's girlfriend, and you have no relations with him at all. But it's all met with silence, then getting yanked, "Quiet!" One of the guards yells.

You arrive at the palace and get thrown in what looks like some kind of huge underground basement. No windows, just one door. "You are not to leave this place until the king comes." You start to think how to escape as minutes fly by, and you finally realize there's seriously nothing else you can do but wait. After maybe 2 hours you hear the door open; it's the king, but he looks furious. He runs up to you and yells, "What the hell were you thinking?!" He slaps you. "You almost made a scene at my coronation. If it weren't for my guards making the right call… If you do this again, I will be forced to do something you won't like." He then just sits down in front of you and for a few minutes just stays still.

He then finally speaks. "I don't think you realize just how much I love you. I will burn every bridge that stands between us. It doesn't matter who I have to jail, who I have to kill, or who I have to spread rumors about. If it's for you, I'll do it." He's smiling; why is he smiling as if that's some kind of positive thing? "Why are you admitting this as if this is positive?" You contested. "Because it is good! Do you not want a husband that loves you and will devote his entire being to you? Who will fight everything that stands against the relationship?" He argued back.

You look at him for a few seconds; he cannot be serious?. Is he ill? "You kidnapped me! I had no say in whether I wanted to be with you! You even executed my family to make sure I have nowhere to go! You don't love me; you hardly even know me." You're met with a smile. "Why don't I show you just how much I love you?" He says as he starts to undress you.

"No! Stop it!" You try to push, punch, and just stop him from undressing you, but then he harshly grabs your jaw: "Don't struggle." At that point you just come to the realization that no matter what you do, there's no stopping him. If he wants to do something, he'll do it. The best you can do is just grit your teeth and endure it.

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RECAP. you were built to be,, a daughter?

WRD COUNT. 421

CW. fauxcest, noncon touching, s. assault/rape.

— pairing: yandere! roboticist x android! reader

The roboticist always had a dream of having a family. Whether it'd be just one or two children, he just wanted a family to call his own. It's always been his calling. Though he's been so lonely. So far the only women that wanted him were using him for his money. So to make it easier on him, he just decided he'll make a child of his own. Particularly a daughter.

You were built to be perfect for him. You were designed to be intelligent but not overly intelligent, assertive yet reserved, and unsure. He doesn't want you to be too confident. You had everything needed to be the perfect daughter for him. Though, even if he doesn't want to admit it, somewhere down the line he may have lost the plot.

Sure, you had everything to be the perfect daughter, but while constructing your face and your body. He couldn't help but feel some spark between you two, and it wasn't your wires.

While he was still building his sweetheart of a daughter, he was trying to learn how to repress these feelings, but he couldn't help it. You were so amazing; even though you hadn't even spoken your first word yet, your silence said a thousand words to him. His love for you transcended spoken language. Call it an unsettling attachment, call it an obsession; he calls it love.

After you were finally done being built, he was ecstatic. He taught you how to speak, how to read, and how to write. Because you're just so smart, you picked it up quite quickly. He must admit though, sometimes his feelings get the better of him, and more often than not, when he was teaching, he'd start touching you. It wasn't sexual; it was just weird since it was abrupt and sudden. You never really questioned it until it actually started to get weird.

Over time these touches started to get more frequent and more sexual. It started with "accidental touches." He'd need to get past you, so he'd brush his dick against your ass while doing so, saying, "Sorry." He'd say while moving past you.

Sometimes he'll pay your room a visit to say goodnight. He'll kiss you a little too hard; he'll touch you for a little too long.

As for you, you're not quite sure when it started. You just remember one night waking up to him over top of you, thrusting in and out of you in between huffs, muttering what sounds like an "I'm sorry."