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♡₊˚ work yourself to the bone | reiner braun

Part one of Wild Wild West series

Summary: It's your first day on a farm, and everyone seems to take you for a dumb city girl. That gets worse when you start working for one of the farmers named Reiner, and he's eager to teach you how to work hard and work yourself to the bone…

Content: fem! Reader, farmer! Reiner, oral (f → m), size kink, praise, ass and boobs fondling, doggy style, p in v, a bit of overstimulation, slight degradation, semi-public sex, unprotected, creampie, dirty talk

Word count: 4k

"So here is your room: "your caretaker- Jim says, "it's not much, but I am pretty sure you have read the conditions. "His large frame brushes against your shoulder as he inches his way out of your room,

It really is nothing pretty for your liking. The walls are moldy, and your bed looks more like a rock than a regular human bed. But as he said, you have signed up for this.

"What about the food? "you ask shyly; part of you doesn't even want to know what the meals will look like. The man lights up his cigarette, taking time to answer your questions. You follow the smoke with your eyes, waiting until he tells you.

"The breakfast is at 6 typically, but I'm not changing you to the wall, so if you wake up early, just take something out of the fridge. "You gulp at his statement; what does he mean if you wake up earlier?

"Does anyone wake up earlier? "you try to joke, but your nervous laughter at the end makes it more awkward. He raises one eyebrow at you, smiling under his cigarette.

"You're a city girl, right? "he knows the answer, but he can't let the opportunity to ask you get away from him, "Most of my boys wake up at 4 to go feed the animals. It's just you and the other volunteers that sleep late. "

To be honest, you would be glad if you could meet the other volunteers, but the distance is too long, and everyone works under each of your boss's boys.

"Okay, unpack yourself and meet me in front of the house; we won't labor you to death today. "You calm down at the smile he gives you before walking away and out of the house. You look at the door for a good minute before returning to your consciousness again.

You gaze at the door again, just hoping that something will change in the meantime. Nothing changes. The bed still looks hideous, and the mol is, in fact, still there. You notice antlers above the door, and you cringe at it. What can you expect? You're in the middle of a wild state, and these people here are the modern cowboys. You chuckle at the thought in your head.

You open your suitcase, unpacking your clothes and putting them on your bed. Your eyes wander around the room until they lay on a wardrobe in the corner of the door. It's old and shabby, like everything in the room. The door squeaks as you open the wardrobe, it's like you have experienced but enough for storing your clothes. You start to wonder about your life as you put your clothes inside. Maybe you have made a wrong decision. Perhaps you don't fit into this kind of lifestyle at all.

Overall, you come from a middle-class family, and the closest you've ever been to a farm was on your middle school field trip. People here seem friendly, but they can smell it off you that you're not their kind. It will also be hard to find a good friend here to talk to about what is giving you problems. The West boys are wild, and it's apparent that you will look like a trophy for all of the boys to win.

You wear a little white dress; it's nothing fancy but feels like the atmosphere here. It flows softly down your legs, making you look angelic and sweet. This place needs a bit of sweetness, after all. You Pace yourself on a little chair next to your window as you start braiding your hair. The sun shines through the curtains, making you squint your eyes at the brightness. There aren't really any trees to hide you from the sunlight, only fields full of crops. You've noticed an orchard on the other side of the farm, which could be your hideaway spot.

You swiftly run out of the door, shutting the door behind you. The corridor is full of hunting trophies people on the far won. You run to the porch, where Jim is waiting for you. You notice more men around the farm. Some of them carry stuff from trucks, while others work around the barn.

"What can we do with you? "Jim says, eying your little dress. You feel a bit nervous with his attention on you. He rolls his eyes, sighing, "You really are a city girl. "

You rub your feet together nervously, this is starting to get really uncomfortable. Other men also notice you even though they are scattered around. You swear you can hear some whistles in the distance, just hoping they aren't directed at you.

"Reiner, "Jim screams at a man carrying a stack of hay from the barn, "I need you to take care of this. "You almost feel aggrieved that he talks about you as this.

"Can't? I working. "The man – Reiner shouts back at him. Your ears notice that his Southern accent is even stronger than Jim's. He must have been risen here. Jim groans next to you, "Get your ass over here. "He shouts. Reiner throws the stack of hay on the ground next to him as he makes an angry walk towards the front of the house. He doesn't even acknowledge you standing right there.

"Watcha want? "he asks Jim almost arrogantly. He's breathing heavily from the hard work, tears of sweat falling down his arms as he's wearing a white wifebeater and a pair of work slacks.

"I need you to get this missy to work: "Jim mentions to you on his right- Finally, Reiner looks you up and down. He doesn't seem interested at all, and his look is almost annoyed. You want to hate this man at first sight, but you can't help but find him attractive.

"Are you mad? "Reiner exclaims, "I can't let this princess carry the hay. "He growls; he's angry at your caretaker. It's not the first time he has had to endure something like that, as Jim has been running this Exchange business for some time. The incompetent people always end up with Reiner, but they don't warm up for too long, as he always kicks them out.

"Listen, "Jim sighs, "I need you to give her some work. Make her toss the damp grass or something. "You feel like an outsider standing between the men while they argue about how incompetent you are. You've heard that southern men are like that, always thinking they can do the job best and never even acknowledging the women. The best example of sexists.

"You know what? "Reiner asks, his eyes roaming around your body once again. It was almost like he was trying to catch something he missed the first time, "Come on. "

You follow him like a lost puppy in the barn. To be honest, the barn is magical, and the smell of hay fills your nostrils along with the smell of petrol. Reiner does not say anything the whole walk there, and you are glad because you are not ready for small talk.

"Right, let me get this straight. This is hay, "he points at the dried grass in the barn. If he thinks I am stupid, you think to yourself, "and this is the sack. Put the hay in the sack. Easy. "

He turns around just as he finishes his sentence, leaving you standing in the barn. Reiner doesn't look behind as he walks to his truck to start putting the stacks of hay in the trunk.

"Hey, that's all? "you yell after him. This man is unbelievable. YOu hate men full of themselves, and this douchebag is the prime example. The worst part is that you don't know what to do with the hay, and he doesn't look willing to explain it to you.

YOu feel entirely stupid. Everyone on this far is treating you like a bimbo. Nobody has even a drop of respect in their body, and you can feel that the times here are gonna be utter hell. Tears try to leave your eyes, and you blink them away. You're not the kind of person to just give up on this whole thing, but all of this is so foreign to you.

You fall into the hay on the ground, resting in its soft embrace as its pointy blades prickle through your dress. It's Reiners fault, after all; he didn't tell you exactly how to do your job, so you're just gonna wait for him until he comes back and explains how to do it. YOu feel your eyelids slowly losing life, and you start drifting to sleep. What's the worst that can happen? He yells at you for not working? He should've told you what to do, and the drive here was long, so you deserve to rest before you start working.

"What the fuck are you doing? "Reiner yells, waking you up from your pleasant slumber. You stretch your arms and legs, not daring to open your eyes just yet, knowing that angry Reiner is standing above you. You feel excitement run through your body. You've never been the type of girl to do bad stuff, but not behaving in a situation like this is making you feel good.

"Get up. "He grips your elbow, making you stand up and finally open your eyes, "Are you my punishment? "his words resonate with the most desperate type of anger. He's gripping your elbows, looking at you as if you were a devil. His gaze falls down to your dress and you follow it, noticing the blades of hay sticking into the fabric. You smirk at the mess it makes on your dress; it looks cute.

"Get your ass to work. I'm not joking here. "You have never seen a man this mad. Fear replaces the excitement in your body. He's not being gentle with you as he shoves a pitchfork in your hands. His body flushes close to yours, his hands grip yours, and he starts to toss the hay with you.

"Is this that hard for you, huh? "he spits out. Your cheeks turn red; the hotness of his body close to yours is intoxicating.

He seems to notice the tension, too, as his body shifts behind yours, but he doesn't let it distract him from teaching you what he wants. Your hands cramp from how hard he is clutching them, making you feel like a puppet in his arms as he navigates your body just like he wants. You're also getting pretty aware of how your skirt is slowly inching upwards as it catches on Reiners's front button. You try to wiggle out of his arms, but he's holding you tight.

"Don't try to get away from me; it's not done until I say so. "Reiner grunts. Your mind feels fuzzy; he's taking this whole situation so seriously that your mind starts to wander to the more lewd side. You know it's just the button of his pants that is rubbing against your backside and making your dress go up, but this position is not innocent at all. Reiner doesn't seem to notice any of this.

"Reiner, "you whine out; you can't stand being humiliated like this; your bottom half is basically bare in front of him, "My dress. "Reiner laughs at your comment, still oblivious.

"If you don't want to ruin your dress, you shouldn't have a sign for this. "He says. Your mind is screaming at all to end all of this. This isn't real. You know Reiner doesn't care less about your dress, but at this moment, you just want him to look down and look at what his pants are doing to your dress. You laugh mentally; you don't want him to look down at the same time because your panties are on display for everyone to see, especially Reiner, as he's the only one with you in the barn. His breathing on your neck doesn't change the situation, as it's slowly turning you on. How can he be so professional while rubbing against you?

The truth is, he isn't at all. He's painfully aware of how his dick is rubbing against your ass. He can't help but be mad at you, mad at Jim, angry at everyone for being such an angel here. But you need to be taught a lesson, too. It's always the sweetest princesses who are so naughty. Reiner thinks you are the most spoiled thing the organization sends here because who would care about a dress while he's trying to teach you a lesson? You must be really a spoiled brat. And why would you even wear such a short dress for work like this? He noticed how the plush of your thighs was visitable as you were standing, and he knew that if he looked down, he could probably catch a glimpse of your ass.

Oh.

"I'm so sorry. "He tears off his body, leaving you with emptiness on your backside. He curses to himself; he was so caught up with teaching you a lesson that he didn't even notice your skirt rolling up. The tension is evident in the air, and it doesn't help but that your eyes are looking right into his. What does she want from me?

You aren't sure what possessed you to say this, but you've been tasting his waters for a second already, and even though you have a lot to lose, you let your words speak for you.

"Maybe you could fuck the attitude out of me. "You say with the most innocent tone. To be honest, you are scared, not knowing how he's going to react to that. Reiner's body is going stiff, and his breathing is hitching in his throat. Of course, you are this type of minx, but he never thought you would say it so openly. Reiner is trying so hard to avoid eye contact with you, looking down at the ground… and down where your skirt hiked up.

The words he wanted to say left his thoughts long ago; on the other hand, he wants you so badly, but on the other, he doesn't want to get on bad terms with Jim. He had many Exchange workers work for him, but he never fucked anyone on Jim's team. But look at you, there's no way you are going to stay on the farm for long, and as much as he tries to deny it, he needs to get laid.

"What's your name? "his voice sounds timid as if he is fighting inside of himself. And that's precisely what he's doing. But if he's gonna fuck you, at least knowing your name would be nice.

„Y/N.“

His lips crash into yours, his tongue rolling into your mouth, not wasting any time. You moan into his mouth, and Reiner answers you with a soft hum. He is so good at kissing, even if you call it kissing. He's hungry for you, for your mouth, and he's not shy to show it.

Your mind is spinning, and you're not sure if it's from surprise or because of how good his mouth feels on yours. He is rough; even his lips are chapped, but they fit so well together with yours and your soft cherry lipgloss.

YOu whine as his mouth leaves yours and moves to your neck. Reiner licks the side of your neck before latching his lips to your pulse point, sucking on it, and leaving a brand new mark. It's gonna be obvious to everyone what you two did. Reiner doesn't care; you're cute, and cute things should be corrupted. He's sure you've done something like this a lot of times; there's no way a little thing like you hasn't been treated like slut before. Look at you; you were basically asking for it.

"Fuck baby, "he groans against your neck, "You smell so good. "He is used to the smell of hay or gas, so this is new to him. YOu smell like cotton candy, and he's eager to eat you up. The difference between you is intoxicating to him; you smell sweet and so innocent and have all sweat and gas, "Baby, can you suck me off? Is that a thing you're good at? "

His comment makes your knees weak, and you would fall on your knees if it wasn't for him to ask you first. You kneel before him as he pets the side of your face. It's such a sweet gesture, but you know he's not gonna be sweet with you. How is it possible for you to look even prettier on your knees?

He grips his belt, unbuckling the loops, almost tearing it off his body, before pushing it down his legs. Your eyes meet his boxers, but you're more interested in the bulge in them. Your hand curls around his clothed cock, stroking it slowly. He's big, exactly how he looks, and you can see it through the fabric; you want him so much. The fabric of his boxers finally inches down, his cock sprinting out of it, hitting you slightly in the face. Reiner laughs at you, "Také it in your mouth; be good for me. "

You place his cock into your mouth, tasting the saltiness on your tongue. Drops of precum are already gathered at the top for you to lick off. YOu focus on his tip, teasing him with his tongue, making him want more of your hot mouth. He's heavy on your tongue, and you could get addicted to him, to his taste. You slowly inch his dick deeper into your mouth, coating the shaft with your saliva, some of the fit even leaking down, drenching his pubes. He seems to like the sigh of fit as he groans, thrusting into your mouth to meet you.

"Messy girl. "He whispers, his voice faint but still audible to your ears, and you smile around his cock. Your tongue focuses on the vein running up front from the base of his cock to the tip. He shudders in your mouth at the contact with the vein, pulsing softly. You can feel that he's close even though he tries to remain collected and calm. Reiners moans get louder and breather when you take him even deeper, forcing him to grip your face, making you take him out of your mouth. You whine at a loss, and he asks at you, showing you how cute you are and making you feel good inside. You blush intensely at the gesture.

"Baby, I really wanna eat this pussy, "he says, gripping your mound through your panties, "but I need to fuck you, or I'm gonna go crazy. "

You moan at that; nobody has ever talked to you like that. You look it. Just the sound of his voice and his accent is driving you crazy, desperate for more. Desperate for him.

Reiner bends you over a larger stack of hay, his finger brushing against the damp cotton of your panties. You're already drenched, and you would lie if you said you weren't drenched since you saw him for the first time. Maybe working here won't be so bad if everyone is as hot as Reiner.

He doesn't dare to take off your panties yet; he's playing with you, tasting the water before he can fuck you, dumb. Your clit flutters every time his fingers graze over the aching bundle of nerves. Finally, he tugs your panties to the side, gathering your wetness on his digits. YOu gasp as his first finger slips past your entrance. His finger is so long, and his rough hand pressed against your pussy isn't making it any less enjoyable for you. You're having a hard time focusing on anything else than Reiner's finger inside of you. It makes you feel so full, and it's only a stupid finger; you drool at the thought of his cock stretching you out.

Soon, another finger joins the first, making you hiss at the stretch, but your eyes roll to your skull at it. Why does it feel so fucking good? Your wetness is making gushy sounds, resonating in the barn, and you should be embarrassed about it, but you don't care at this point. YOu feel too good to focus on anything that's not him.

Your mouth opens to say something, but it shuts when you feel Reiners tip kiss your entrance. He doesn't press in just yet, just teasing you both with the hotness of your pussy.

"You ready, baby? "he asks, kissing your face. You nod, moaning in response.

Reiner presses into you; inch by inch, he guides his aching cock into your waiting pussy. Silent cries leave your mouth as you get used to his size. He's big, and the stretch is undoubtedly here, but the pleasure overtakes the pain. He gives you an apologetic kiss on your hair before pulling out just to slam inside of you again. You scream silently to be silenced by Reiner's hand on your mouth.

"We don't want any of them catching us. "He says, pushing his hips even deeper into you. He's gripping your hips tight, sure to leave marks on them, not that you would care now that he decorated your neck with deep red marks. His cock is hitting deep inside of your body, making out with the soft spot you have inside of you. Reiner feels his muscles tensing with every thrust he makes, and he starts to wonder how much force he can release before he breaks your tiny body.

One of his hands comes down to smack your ass, making you yelp at the unexpected pain running through your body. Your ass jiggles at the hit and Reiner has to slow down; otherwise, he would come right and there. He's always been an ass type of guy, loving how the soft flesh jiggles with every thrust of his hips. He slithers his hand to roll up your dress, feeling the softness of your tits. So perfect, he thinks.

"Good girl, just like that. "He teases you, helping your ass to bounce back against his cock. You are skilled at what you do, but he can still feel uncertain in your moment. Is this thing that inexperienced? Reiner feels his orgasm nearing at the thought, slowing down again to savor the moment, wanting to be in your pussy for a little longer.

The hotness in your body is getting more intense as he pistons his cock against your gummy walls. The stack of hay is soft against your bully as Reiner teases your nipples, twisting and pinching them until they are all red and swollen. The air in the barn is getting heavier with each smack of your hips, lewd sounds filling the old building.

"Are you gonna cum inside? "your question catches Reiner off guard. He didn't thinks about the fact that he's fucking you raw, and it's enough for him to tick him off the edge. Reiner presses his hips to the hilt one more time, the hard thrust knocking the wind out of your lungs, emptying his load inside of your hole. You follow him with a muffled scream, your walls squeezing around his cock, making him hiss at the overestimation. Your body trashes with aftershocks, your abused hole fluttering on his softening dick, almost as if wanting him to fuck you more again.

Reiner softly pulls out, his breath rigid, but he needs to, or he will lose his mind. Your pussy is just too much for him. You don't dare to look at him just yet as you try to catch your breath, and for the spam of your pussy around, nothing to stop.

 He's not sure how to start a conversation, but that's no need for that after he looks at your spent body on the haystack. The reason he fucked you good was to give you a lesson, to teach you how to be a good girl, and he did an excellent job at that.

"Reiner, is Y/N working? "a voice calls out from outside the barn, threatening to come closer to find you messy in the barn. Reiner quickly puts on his pants, trying not to look like sex.

"Yeah, "he calls out, his voice cracking, "she worked herself to the bone. "

@jadeddangel @sweetsformysoul

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omggg :D how are you!! it's been ages. i literally thought of u the other day and i missed seeing u around✨️🍓🍰

hiiii angel, i am doing alright even tho im so busy with uni and everything !! u were literally the first thought i had when i came back !! it's going to be a ride ✨

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🪽 ⋆｡°✩ wild wild west series

r. braun, j. kirstein, e. smith, l. ackerman

You feel dust fall on your Mary Jane shoes as you step out of the truck into the rocky landside of Montana. It's not even a minute since you stepped out, and you can already feel the hot sun burning your face and turning your skin darker and redder. „Welcome,“ a hand reaches up to you, „You must be Y/N.“ You look up at the guy offering you his head, his warm smile making you feel good inside.

Until now, your life has been kind of boring. You always found university exhausting, and working a decent job seemed impossible. The only escape from your current life was to sign up for an Exchange project and start a new life somewhere far away. That's when your eyes caught an advertisement from Montana, USA. „A small farm in the middle of Montana is looking for hardworking individuals to help maintain the farm. No pay for work; you will be working for a place to stay and for the food we give you.“ You've never been the type to enjoy hard hand work, but it's always time for something new…

part one - to be uploaded

♡₊˚ work yourself to the bone | reiner braun

summary: It's your first day on a farm, and everyone seems to take you for a dumb city girl. That gets worse when you start working for one of the farmers named Reiner, and he's eager to teach you how to work hard and work yourself to the bone…

part two - to be uploaded

♡₊˚ saddle up, cowboy | jean kirstein

summary: After a month in montana, you start to get bored around the town. One day, you wander to the further part of the property, and you stumble across a riding school. Riding teacher Jean is more than glad to teach you how to ride... 

part three - to be uploaded

♡₊˚ wanted: mouse trap | erwin smith

summary: You've never thought that you would end up at a police station in the middle of the night. You're the only witness to the devastation of newly planted crops. Sheriff Erwin Smith wants to hear you out deeply…

part four - to be uploaded

♡₊˚ outlaw on the run | levi ackerman

summary: It's been some time since the destruction of the field, but things have calmed around the farm. That's until you meet a criminal who's been on the run, and Levi has to shut you up...