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[latenightdaydreams]

Eldritch!König X Princess! Reader

The reader is a stubborn princess with a childish personality, she is considered a treasure by the king, loved and pampered, however because she was imprisoned in the castle for too long and learned too many royal rules and rituals, she decided to escape to leave the castle and on her journey of discovery, she accidentally strayed into the forbidden sea of the kingdom... if you don't mind, there is rape

thank you for doing my previous requests,i always follow your posts everyday,i love the way you write your fanfics,by the way,can you post your fanfics at 6am or 6pm?the time hook in asia and other continents are different,so it will be difficult to adjust the time to receive your post notifications,thanks!!!🥰😍🫂🤲😗😙

Of course! I've been trying to post later after reading this and I appreciate your recommendation!

Eldritch!König x Princess (fem)

MDNI🔞

🚫!Trigger Warning!🚫

Master List✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, creature, tentacles, non-con, virginity loss

1.6k word count

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Being the eldest daughter to the King means a lot of responsibilities are placed on your shoulders, one day this will all be yours. The sad thing is that you want none of it. You’d love to be free, like the children in the town outside the castle walls.

Every day is consumed with boring lessons and practice. While your body may be here, your mind wanders often to what lies beyond your gilded cage. The King is a kind but overprotective man. He tells you continuously about a scary world filled with evil, yet all you can find is magic in the stories you’re told.

Today is like every other day. While sitting at the piano, you mindlessly press on keys as you stare out the open windows. It is a beautiful and bright day; the sound of the birds carrying through the light breeze makes you crave only a moment outside. You smash your hands down on the keys with annoyance. It’s as if the world is teasing you.

The staff around looks at your out the corner of their eyes, rolling them. You often act out as if you’re a child, yet you’re in your twenties already. What more should they expect from such a spoiled brat? They fear the day your queen; you’re nowhere near ready for that type of responsibilities.

Lucky for them, they won’t have to worry about that. You don’t plan on being here for much longer. Over the last few months, you’ve been putting together an escape plan. Armed with the knowledge of lore spoken and countless hours of studying; you’re ready to make a new path for yourself. The thought of being a Queen has never appealed to you, you’ve always dreamed of living like a daring adventurer. Someone not bound to the confines of their overbearing parents.

You wander down into the kitchen to see a room of busy bee workers preparing dinner. Some look at you, but choose to ignore you as to not get wrapped up into any of your wild antics. Walking over to a bowls of freshly picked blueberries, you grab a handful and twirls innocently towards the door. As you scan the room, you notice that no one is looking at you. Perfect.

The door opens with a bit of weight applied. You quickly slip out the door without anyone noticing. The kitchen faces the woods; with only a bag with money and some food you begin your new journey.

Your feet carry you eagerly through the brush and into the woods; your escape is almost too easy. For a moment you turn to look at the castle for one last time, letting yourself commit the view to memory. You don’t know when you’ll be back again and it’s bitter sweet. Once you feel as if you’re ready to move on, you turn with no intentions of running back a scared little girl.

Hours of walking tire you quickly. You never figured that the ground might be difficult to walk on, meaning you haven’t made it as far as you planned to before sun down. Off in the distance you can hear the sound of waves crashing, piquing your interest. All these years and you’ve never seen the ocean before, it’s always been a dream.

The sun setting causes a stunning golden hue to cover the water, making it feel as if you’ve just stumbled into heaven on earth. You quickly remove your shoes, eager to feel the sand between your toes. As you rush forward, the warm sand is relaxing. The small worry that lingered in the back of your mind is completely forgotten as you become entranced by the crashing waves.

You approach the shore line allowing the cool water to wash over your feet. It’s such a welcoming feeling, it’s impossible to believe that your father said this world is evil. How can it be evil when such beauty exists? You sit, your dress gets wet but you don’t care. Minutes pass as the sun continues to set. Out of the corner of your eye, you see something poke out of the water.

König sees you; you’re new. His eyes drift over the royal purple dress that you’re wearing. A princess? In this part of the world? How did you ever get here? Either way, he wasn’t going to complain. It’s as if the universe just hand delivered a new toy to him. He watches you curiously as you simply…enjoy the view.

You lay back, closing your eyes with a big smile on your face. Day one of freedom and you’re already confident that you’ve made the right decision. Then, you feel the presence of something- someone- approaching you. When you open your eyes, you see a large man looking down at you. His eyes a pale blue, body nude other than a piece of fabric covering his face. From underneath the fabric, eight large purple toned tentacles move about.

There is a moment of just staring at him with a slack jaw. He’s a massive eight feet tall, making the way he looms over your much smaller body that much more intimidating. You watch as his eyes trail over your dress; he somehow makes you feel exposed while fully clothed.

“Hello…” You speak in a timid tone.

“Hallo…Prinzessin.” His voice is low and gravely.

“Y- you know who I am?”

“Ja. You’re Princess y/n.” He begins to walk around you, inspecting you.

“I am…who are you?”

“König. You’ve wandered into my kingdom, Prinzessin. Did you know that?” He kneels and looks into your eyes as you sit up, feeling uncomfortable with him. “People don’t usually come here.”

“Why?” Your voice shakes slightly.

“Because of me.”

For a moment you linger, staring up at him. Your stomach churns and you feel sick. He smells of the ocean and it’s very unpleasant. The alarm going off in your line is telling you to get up and run; that you’re in danger. You decide to try and just push that feeling down.

“Wh- why is that?”

König can smell the fear emanating off of you. A small band of sweat forms around your hairline from the warm day and the heavy dress overheating your body. A small drop drips down the side of your face, traveling over your delicate features.

“You’re wearing far too many layers.” One of his thick tentacles slowly wraps around your ankle, slipping up underneath the hem of your long dress.

That is what triggers panic within you. You quickly jump up, but his tentacle tightens its grip and pulls you back down. Your face smashes into the sand, cutting your lip from the impact. The sand slips through your fingers as you grab at it, trying to get away.

König grabs your arms and turns you around, laying you on your back. As you sit up to hit him, he grabs your arms and slams you back down. A loud laugh leaves him, he wasn’t expecting such a delicate little thing to be so feisty.

“Where do you think you’re off to? You’re in my world now, Prinzessin.”

“Get off of me!” You scream.

“I’ve been looking for a queen. A warm body for my offspring to grow in.”

König’s slimy tentacles come up and wrap around your wrist, pinning you to the ground as you squirm. His massive weight rests on your legs as he begins to slip the fabric that covers you up, exposing a sweet little bush covering your precious center. A low hum rumbles from his chest as his pale eyes meet yours.

The stomach churning feeling of his appendages slithering up your leg makes you jerk to the side but you can’t move. König is much bigger and much stronger than you; it would be a useless waste of energy. You can feel the tip slip back and forth, parting your folds.

“You can’t do this to me! I’m the princess!”

“You’re no one here.”

König shuts you up with a hand over your mouth as his tentacles move to hold you down and your legs apart for him. Tears stream down your face as you realize that no matter how much you scream, there is no one here that can help you. His unsettling gaze lingers on yours as he moves his erection closer to you.

Your muffled cries are drowned out but the loud sound of König’s moan as he presses the tip of his leaking cock against your pure cunt. A virgin princess, exactly what the king deserves. A stinging pain travels throughout your body as he struggles to press his girthy 13 inch cock into you.  

“Mein Gott, you’re so small. I’m going to break you.” He chuckles as his hips buck forward.

The walls of your vagina feel gummy as they wrap tightly around him. You’re like the perfect little glove, little sex toy for him. He pulls his hips back and repeatedly continues the assault on your defenseless smaller body. Unable to do anything, you just lie there and take it.

“Does daddy know where you are?” He mocks in a low gruff voice as he thrust at a merciless speed, not allowing you to catch your breath.

“M-mm” You mumble and shake your head, his hands still on your mouth not allowing you to speak.

“Stupid…little…brat.” König manages the words between each thrust. His hands move to your legs, pulling them back so he can angle himself deeper into you, trying to shove more of himself into you. Your pained pathetic mewls boom out across the empty beach.

Back at the castle there is panic after hours without any sight of you. Your father went to your room to see a note placed on your bed. In a hurry he reads it, tears streaming down his face as he reads your final goodbye to him. He is torn between sending every knight to find you and just leaving you to be the woman you’ve dreamt of becoming. Little does he know you’ve only doomed yourself to the life of being bred.

[nono-90-m]

🌿للهم درهم رحمهم الله🌿

🥷هكذا كنا وكيف اصبحنا 🥷

⚔️👑أولئك هم اجدادي 👑

*✍🏽يقول التاريخ أن العثمانيين جعلوا المسلمين أسياد الكون بينما أوروبا تتسول في شوارع دمشق وحلب وبغداد ومصر ومكة وكل بلاد المسلمين وتدفع الجزية للمسلمين على سُنة رسول الله*.

*🖤ملك بريطانيا وملك ألمانيا وبابا روما زمن السلطان سليمان القانوني طلبوا زيارة دمشق فجاءت الموافقة بعد اربعة أشهر وفُرض عليهم أن يدخلوا دمشق سيراً على الاقدام دون حراسة أو حذاء*.

*فسأل ملك بريطانيا لماذا علينا خلع الحذاء فأجابه سليمان غاضباً*:

*👌💧ويحك يا لقيط هذه أرض الشام الشريفة المقدسة التي عبرها ودُفن في ترابها صحابة سيد الخلق اجمعين ووصية رسولنا العظيم*.

*✍🏽💚هل سيسجل تاريخكم انكم في عهد 👑🌸سليمان خليفة المسلمين وحاكم القارات سرتم في شوارعها بأحذية نجسة تحمل اجساداً خبيثة*.

*ستدخلوها سيراً حُفاة من شروق الشمس إلى مغيبها*.

ودخلوها كما أمر سليمان

(🌴🌹لو يقرأ شبابنا كتب بريطانيا عوضاً عن جوالاتها لطأطؤوا رؤوسهم امام عظمة الخلافة العثمانية🌹🌴)

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(المصدر/ كتاب سكون الليل للمؤرخ البريطاني ألبرت ستايفنز).

[allyyarts]

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[ohannaisrael]

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[truthseeking72]

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[btsreader12]

💗- who is your bias in ateez?

Hongjoongie

💖- who was your very first bias?

Hongjoonie

⭐️- why is your bias your bias?

Because he's an amazing rapper, songwriter, leader. His personality is amazing. He's sexy as fuck and so cute too

💝- how long have you been a ateez stan?

8 months

✨- why did you become a ateez stan?

My cousin showed me their video "Say My Name" and I loved the song

💭- what was your favorite era?

Inception- Blue Joongie

🎤- rapper line or vocal line?

I'm always a sucker for rap line

👊🏽- hyung-line or maknae-line?

I'm always a sucker for the hyungs

🤙🏽- ateez or memeteez?

Both

🎶- what’s your favorite title track ateez song?

Say My Name

🎵- favorite non-title track song?

To the Beat

🗣- share an unpopular opinion about anything related to ateez

I'm not a blond Seonghwa fan. I favor his back hair

💀- share your favorite meme

🎥- favorite ateez mv?

Inception

🏆- share your favorite ateez moment

Their performance at MAMA 2019. They killed it

👨‍❤️‍👨- who do you ship in ateez?

None

👬- favorite brotps

?

❌- any notps

?

👀- name one member who isn’t your bias but…

Seonghwa

✏️- share your fics (if you have any)

None

📝- your favorite ateez fics?

Don't really read them. I write them lol

😫- have you ever seen ateez live?

No but as soon as they can come to the U.S. I'm there

🌚-if ateez was on a deserted island, who would be the first to go and why?

San because he's so dramatic

💫- if you could tell one member one thing, what would it be?

Hongjoonie marry me, lol

✍🏽- write a poem about ateez

Uh...

🌝- (person asking the question chooses scenario) who is most likely to…

?

🎨- make an edit/gifset/moodboard/etc of choice member

📢- say one thing you’ve been wanting to say about ateez but haven’t

They are going to be as big as BTS. I can feel it

🚫- a fandom “joke” you thing is overused and disagree with

❓- did you watch kq fellaz content predebut?

No

😂- favorite variety show ateez has done?

Don't watch them

🤷🏽‍♀️- Treasure or Pirate King?

Pirate King

🤷🏽‍♂️- Say My Name or Hala Hala?

Say My Name

🙋🏽‍♂️- Desire or Promise?

Promise

🙋🏽- Stay or Twilight?

Stay

🕺🏽- fave dance mv?

Hala Hala

💃🏽- favorite choreography?

Say My Name and Inception

👽- favorite mv concept?

Wonderland- military clothes? Yes please

☺️- tag your favorite ateez blog(s)

♋️- do you share a sign with anyone in ateez?

Nope 😢

👫- a quality you and your bias share?

We're both short and hard workers

🤝- are you the same age as anyone in ateez?

Hah no

Ateez ask game!

💗- who is your bias in ateez? 💖- who was your very first bias? ⭐️- why is your bias your bias? 💝- how long have you been a ateez stan? ✨- why did you become a ateez stan? 💭- what was your favorite era? 🎤- rapper line or vocal line? 👊🏽- hyung-line or maknae-line? 🤙🏽- ateez or memeteez? 🎶- what’s your favorite title track ateez song? 🎵- favorite non-title track song? 🗣- share an unpopular opinion about anything related to ateez 💀- share your favorite meme 🎥- favorite ateez mv? 🏆- share your favorite ateez moment 👨‍❤️‍👨- who do you ship in ateez? 👬- favorite brotps? ❌- any notps? 👀- name one member who isn’t your bias but… ✏️- share your fics (if you have any) 📝- your favorite ateez fics? 😫- have you ever seen ateez live? 🌚-if ateez was on a deserted island, who would be the first to go and why? 💫- if you could tell one member one thing, what would it be? ✍🏽- write a poem about ateez 🌝- (person asking the question chooses scenario) who is most likely to… 🎨- make an edit/gifset/moodboard/etc of choice member 📢- say one thing you’ve been wanting to say about ateez but haven’t ��- a fandom “joke” you thing is overused and disagree with ❓- did you watch kq fellaz content predebut? 😂- favorite variety show ateez has done? 🤷🏽‍♀️- Treasure or Pirate King? 🤷🏽‍♂️- Say My Name or Hala Hala? 🙋🏽‍♂️- Desire or Promise? 🙋🏽- Stay or Twilight? 🕺🏽- fave dance mv? 💃🏽- favorite choreography? 👽- favorite mv concept? ☺️- tag your favorite ateez blog(s) ♋️- do you share a sign with anyone in ateez? 👫- a quality you and your bias share? 🤝- are you the same age as anyone in ateez?

[amnistia-venezuela]

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[anxietysroomsupport]

(1/?)Um so school has just recently started and on the third day I was already crying having a break down. I think that writing would help me be a bit more calm you know organize the brain and all that good stuff. But the thing is I've kinda told myself that 2 months ago that I was gonna write and I still haven't. I even deleted my discord and told myself that I would not log on again till I write. And well let's just say I still haven't reinstalled discord. The thing is writing just ✍🏽🚫

(2/3)Writing just sucks so much I hate it. I'm not even writing like a book or anything its just suppose to be my feelings, but I hate it. I feel like it takes forever just to write less then half a page. I also feel like my thoughts and my hand writing speed are so off. I also just don't like thinking about half the things going on in my head. ✍🏽🚫

(3/3)Sometimes I cant even get the thoughts I need to write out of my head. Like my brain just turns off. My hand writing also be ugly. So can I get some advice on how to make writing not so miserable so I actually do it. Idk me and writing just dont get along. 

Hi ✍🏽🚫 Anon,

Let’s get a little meta.  How did you feel after you wrote these asks?  Any calmer?  Maybe not..

But, how long did it take you?  Because these three asks are just under half a page.  And it kind of seems like you accomplished some of your writing goals: 

You wrote something

You wrote about feelings you’re having

And, yeah, it’s just your feelings about writing, but give yourself the credit!  You might be struggling because you’ve set up too many rules about what, and how, you can write.  If you can’t write what you intended, just write anything.  Write about how pissed you are that you can’t write what you wanted.  Write about how frustrating it is, and how there was that other time you felt frustrated, and then that thing will remind you of something else, and something else, and pretty soon you’ve got a whole page.  If you can’t form your sentence, a single word will do.

Try free writing.  Here is the first example, and the second.  Sometimes it just involves writing the same word over and over again until your brain lets it go.  Sometimes it’s about writing every synonym you can think of for a word until you find the one that feels right, even though you were just in the middle of a sentence.  Throw grammar out the window.  The only goal is to get letters on the page.

Before you do that, though, put yourself in a good mood and reinstall discord.  Punishing yourself for not doing an activity, when that activity’s only purpose is to make you feel better, can be surprisingly counterproductive.  You’re bored and in a bad mood because you’re punishing yourself, and writing sucks more because it’s associated to the punishment.  If you’re mind is stimulated by all the discord happenings, then you’re going to be in a better place to write if you let yourself have it.  Give yourself that downtime each day.  Put a limit on the total time, like 30 minutes, and then switch your attention to your paper and pencil.  If you miss your time limit, that’s okay, just start when you remember.

A lot of people struggle to write a fast as they think.  That’s just because our muscles can’t keep up with the super-computer that is our brain.  A lot of people turn to typing to get around that, but if you don’t have that option, you can practice to write faster by hand.  Here’s a youtube video that gives some fast-writing tips, and here’s a wiki link that talks about Teeline Shorthand, which is a journalism trick to get information down fast.  These two strategies could be combined so that you train your hand muscles to get faster, and at the same time, you’re learning an altered alphabet that is designed to be written quickly.  If no one else has to read it, it won’t matter if they don’t know shorthand.  

You can also use shorthand to make coded messages to your pals.

As far as ugly handwriting... this is one of those things that no one worries about except the person themselves, and maybe your teachers.  No one else is judging your handwriting.  It doesn’t matter how it looks once you’re out of school.  I know a guy who writes as well with his foot as he does with his dominant hand, which is it say, it’s completely illegible both ways!  And it affects exactly zero aspects of his adult life.  

Other ways you can make writing more enjoyable would be, use colored inks!  Get some sparkle pens!  Make some lemon juice ink and write your friends secret messages!  Model your layout after the illuminated manuscripts, and make some doodles!  Writing to calm yourself means it should be something that’s actually enjoyable, so let yourself do whatever you need to do to actually enjoy it.  There are no rules but the ones you set yourself.  

-Miss Fay

[latenightdaydreams]

OMG HANDMKFUXHAB

reader running away makes me so happy 🥺🥺 if you plan on making a part 4 for the creepy trucker series im on the edge of my seat!!!!

I'm so happy so many people enjoyed the cliffhanger with her running away!! I hope part 4 doesn't disappoint🩷

Trucker!König x Stranded!Reader Part 4 (fem)

MDNI🔞

Part1, Part2, Part3, Part5

Master List✍🏽

Tags: @nachofriess, @blue-spices, @teddy2510, @soosouyoung, @vivasab0tage

🚫As usual this story has HEAVY triggers! Please do not read if you cannot handle them! Ily all and I hope you take care of your body and mind🩷🚫

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>cw: fem/afab, non-con, p in v, being chased, pregnancy, Stockholm syndrome

3.2k word count

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As you run you can hear the booming of footsteps, quickly in your mind you’re trying to figure out where you will go; you can’t just keep running, he will outrun you. You see a woman getting into a car with a man so you run to her, yelling in your native language, “Help me! Please!”

The woman looks at you scared and locks the car doors, hitting the guy to start driving. He does and quickly tries to get away from you and whatever danger you, a foreigner, is causing. Your heart sinks and you begin to cry loudly, clearly very distressed. You don’t stop running.

Across the road you can see a row of small businesses. Without thinking you just run across the road. You hear a car horn and tires screeching.

“MAUS!” König shouts as he sees you almost get hit by a car. He sees the car stopping just before it hits you. He freezes for a second as you do in front of the car. Then you look over at him and keep running. König pursues.

You continue to run, more cars having to stop, honking at you for dashing in front of them. König is right behind you also causing traffic to stop as he runs in front of cars. You make it to the other side.

Running into one of the stores, you run up to a man shopping and begin to ask him to call the cops. The man looks at you confused and backs away. Running pass, him, you go to the woman working behind the register.

“Please help me. There is a man that kidnapped me and is chasing me! Please!” She looks at you with the same look before telling you to go.

“No, no, I need help! Please!”

“Get out!” she shouts at you; she assumes you caused trouble for yourself and wants nothing to do with it.

Then König comes into the store, his eyes looking over the place and you run and hide; ducking behind the shelves in an aisle. You can hear your heart beating in your ears, your breathing shaking as you try to sneak out of the store past König.

König walks up to a man and in German begins to describe you, asking if he saw you.

“My crazy wife is manic and ran out of the car, she isn’t taking her medicine, please I’m trying to help her.” König lied very convincingly to the man. He nodded and pointed to the other side of the store where he saw you run.

You hear his footsteps as you try to guess which way they’re about to go. You take your chance and make a run for it. König’s head snaps and begins to run after you. The lady behind the counter yelling at you and König to take this somewhere else.

Just as you’re about to escape through the door, the man in the shop grabs you. You begin to fight the man, “Let me go!”

“Bitte sei ruhig.” The man says thinking that you’re a mentally ill person.

Then you hear König’s voice, thanking the man for his help. His massive hands grasp your arms tightly and pull you to him. He wraps your arms in an x across your chest and wraps his arms tightly around them, lifting you.

You kick back, trying to hit König and shake your body trying to break free, but nothing works. König thanks the man again and begins to walk you out of the store. You’re crying as he does, making sure to quickly cross the road again.

“You fucked up Maus, you really did.”

“Please just let me go!” You sob still trying to break free but twisting your body.

König squeezes you so hard the air leaves your lungs, “Stop!”

You give up and just sob, “Please, let me go!”

“You’re mine, you have to realize that.”

You sob as he walks back to the truck. A small group of people standing outside and watching this happen. König looks at them, feeling panic but trying to appear as a worried husband. He loudly apologizes to the crowd for your behavior and tells the same lie about you being manic.

One older woman in the crowd didn’t believe König, something in her gut telling her that you’re in trouble and that he is lying. She feels helpless watching this scene play out in front of her. She seems to be the odd man out so she is scared to say something. She just watches with sadness in her eyes.

Once back inside the truck, König slams you down hard on the bed and slaps you. “You stupid bitch! You could have gotten hurt! Gotten me caught! Selfish!”

König grabs your handcuffs and restrains you again. This time also grabbing a rope and tying your ankles. You try to kick him as he reaches for them, but he is stronger than you as he grasps them firmly. He ties them so tightly that it hurts. He grabs an old t-shirt laying on the floor and stuffs it into your mouth so he doesn’t have to hear your screaming anymore.

“I was being nice to you, and you fucked it up.” He grows at you as he quickly gets into the drivers’ seat and begins to drive off.

The woman watches the semi take off as she gets on the bus with her group. A heavy guilty feeling in her stomach because she didn’t do anything. She sits next to her friend on the bus, 40 minutes pass as she sits in silence.

“What is wrong?” Her friend asks.

“I-I feel as if that man was lying. That woman looked terrified.”

Her friend nods her head, “She did.” They both take a deep breath before she speaks again, “Maybe you should report it?”

“I think I will.” She takes out her cell phone and calls the emergency hotline. She describes you and König, giving details about the odd situation that unfolded before you all today. She tells them the address and describes the semi the best she can, but she never got his license plate. The man on the line thanks her and they get off the phone.

Because of the adrenalin that flooded through your body, you ended up crashing hard and falling asleep after an hour. König was relieved, but now paranoid that someone might have called for help. Every few minutes he looks over his shoulder to check if he’s being trailed by a cop. This whole situation made him realize you’re safer at home where you can use the bathroom and eat inside the house instead of interacting with the outside world. You’ve lost those privileges.

Hours pass since the incident; you don’t know exactly how much time though. You open your eyes to very bright sunlight flooding your vision. You try to move your hand in front of your eyes to block the light, but you’re still cuffed. This time though you realize your legs and arms are handcuffed spread apart. You’re on a bed in some house. You lean your head forward and look around. You see a wooden desk, wooden dresser, and a dark blue recliner. Next to the recliner is a tripod and a ring light.

Trying to pull yourself free you realize that you’re completely naked. You begin to shake and pull, letting out an aggravated groan once you can’t pull your limbs free. Heavy footsteps travel down the hall, approaching the door to the room you’re in.

König opens the door and walks forward towards you. He stops near the side of your bed and caresses your stubbly legs. “Finally awake.”

You look at him with fear in your eyes, “Where are we?”

“My house, our house.” He sits beside you on the bed. “Why did you run? I was so nice to you.”

“I- I,” you can’t even think of a way to answer without angering him and making things worse. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?” König tilts his head to the side and looks at you with a blank stare.

“Yes.”

“No, you aren’t Maus. You’re just scared. But don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. You’ve just lost your privileges. You’re safe. Don’t worry.”

While he is trying to be comforting, he isn’t. He’s the one keeping you captive. He’s the one hurting you and taking you away from a happy life. You keep your eyes on him and then look back towards the bright light from the windows. You realize the window is open and there’s a light breeze coming in.

“Don’t bother screaming Maus, I live in the country. Just you and me for miles.”

You don’t look back at him, just let those words sink in and look out of the window.

“Welcome home, I’ll show you around soon. It’s a nice place to raise a family.”

Your head snaps in his direction, “A family?”

“Ja, Maus. A family. You’ll make me beautiful babies. Plus men will pay extra for your pregnant body.”

König rubs his hand along your abdomen and smirks.

Meanwhile, police have made their way to the truck stop you were seen at. They talk to the woman that was working the cash register that day.

“They came in, both went to the bathroom, and then next thing I knew she was running and he chased after her. When they came in they looked like maybe boyfriend and girlfriend? They were close.”

“Okay, are there any surveillance cameras I can look at?”

“I’ll have to get my boss.”

“You do that.” The cop puts away his notepad and looks around the store before the boss walks out.

“Right this way, officers.”

You don’t even know how much time has passed and there has been no sign of help. You remain inside of König’s home. Your stomach is growing, swollen with his child. An old medic friend from his military days comes to the house to check on you and the baby, König tries his best to take good care of you.

It’s a warm day and you stand outside in a green summer dress, 6 months pregnant. You’re kneeling in the flower bed and pulling weeds. You stand and begin to walk to the water hose, and then your chain pulls.

König has a metal shackle around your ankle, bolted to the house so you can’t run off. He hears the chain pull as he is behind the house trimming back bushes.

“Need something, Liebling?” He walks over to you wearing jeans and a black shirt, both covered in small green specks from the bush leaves.

“The hose,” You point only a few feet away from you.

He walks over and grabs it for you, “Don’t stress yourself out, you still have to film today.”

“Okay, I won’t.”

König leans in and puckers his thin lips waiting for you to kiss him. You tiptoe to meet him the rest of the way and kiss his lips. He smiles at you before slapping your ass and walking back to what he was doing.

You water the garden, feeling your baby move within you. Resting a hand on your stomach, you begin to caress your belly. You let out a deep sigh and look around, trying to imagine giving birth to your baby here and raising your child here. König as a father…how will that work? Will I eventually fall in love?

“Liebling, are you okay?” König walks up behind you, wrapping one arm around you resting on your stomach as the other takes the water hose from you. “You’re drowning the flowers.” His voice has a light chuckle.

“Oh, sorry. I was thinking about giving birth. Being a mom. I’m scared.”

König drops the hose and wraps his arms around you.

“Don’t be scared. I knew from the moment I saw you that you’d make an amazing mom. Don’t stress you and our baby out, okay? I’ll run to the city tomorrow and get you whatever you’re craving.”

You nod your head, “Thank you König.”

“Of course, now let’s go film, ja?”

Filming was your least favorite thing to do, but it’s how König makes enough money to stay home with you, so you do it. He takes out a key and unlocks the cuff on your ankle. His arm goes around your body tightly so you can’t run away if you try.

Walking back inside, he brings you into the bedroom. “Shouldn’t I shower first?”

“Nein, the sweaty look is hot.” He kisses your forehead.

You sit on the bed as he sets everything up, placing the cameras where they need to be and making sure the lighting in the room is good. Once done he strips down to nothing, his cock soft but still 6 inches. He begins to record on all cameras and walks up to you on the bed.

He gets behind you and begins to massage your swollen breasts. You’ve already started to fill up in preparation for the baby, growing two bra sizes. König does everything he can to stimulate more lactation. He begins to squeeze your breast, forming a small wet patch on your dress. You look away embarrassed, he laughs. He squeezes more, letting the wet patches continue to grow, his erect cock rubbing against your back now.

“Let’s take this dress off Liebling.” He whispers as he helps you stand.

Once standing he slowly takes off your dress, his hand gliding over your pregnant belly. His lips kiss your neck tenderly as he makes his way down to your breast. Squeezing, he squirts a small amount of milk on his face before wrapping his mouth around your breast and suckling, drinking in any milk he can squeeze out of you. You let out soft moans as he licks your nipple before sucking again.

“Your milk is so sweet.” He growls as he seats up on the bed.

Again, he goes behind you and begins to squeeze your breasts for the cameras. Make sure to get good squirts of your milk, rubbing some of the milk all over your breast to make them shine. His head resting on your shoulder watching as he does this. Turning his head he begins to kiss the side of your face and you turn your head to meet his mouth and kiss him back.

He lets out a soft moan as he gently cups your breasts in his large hands. His tongue pushing into your mouth and twirling around, mixing your spit with his. Pulling away from the kiss a line of spit follows.

“Lay back Maus.”

You do as he says and lay back flat on the bed. He comes up and caresses your large stomach, leaving a trail of kisses up to your lips again as he positions himself between your legs. He reaches over and grabs one of the cameras and holds it angles at your pussy. He slaps his heavy cock over your tiny clit, causing you to mewl and move your hips. Disgusted with yourself because you actually want his cock.

“Beg for it.”

“Please fuck me.”

“Be more specific, Liebling.” He slaps your clit with his cock again.

“Please give me your cock. Please.”

“Good girl, that’s what I like to hear.” He begins to slip his cock into you.

You moan out and grasp the bed sheets as you feel his cock push in all the way. His hand pulls one of your legs back, making sure to leave room for your big belly. He holds the camera up to your face and you make sure to act as if you don’t want to be recorded; he said the men like it more when I act like I hate it.

“Moan for me.” He taps your face.

You let out a tiny soft moan while suppressing the enjoyment that you’re feeling. He puts the camera down to rest his hands on your belly as he begins to buck his hips more rapidly into you. It hurts so you genuinely moan in pain and try to scoot back.

“Don’t run for it.” He grabs your hips and pulls you towards him.

“It hurts!” you moan out as you squirm.

König lets go of your hips and leans forward, holding your shoulders, and he begins to fuck you so hard you begin to scream.

“Ja! Scream for me! Hure!” He lightly slaps you but you act like it was worse.

Recording takes hours to complete. König helped you get all cleaned up after and chained you to the bed again, the chain is long enough for you to walk around the room, but bolted to where you can’t get to the door or window.

“I’m going into the city to get you food and treats, what are you craving?”

You shrug and think for a few seconds, “Maybe something cakey? Also, just some stuff to make brownies or cakes to have around the house.”

“I can do that.” He leans down and kisses you gently.

“I love you both, I’ll be back.” He caresses your stomach.

“We love you too…” you watch him leave the house.

Once you hear the car door close you rush to the drawers trying to look for something that you can use to break free from the shackles. As usual, there was nothing. You sit on the bed and cry, hugging your stomach.

“I’m sorry baby, I don’t know what to do.” You whisper to your stomach. You feel torn between wanting to run towards freedom and wanting to stay here with König. A weird part of you beginning to feel for him, but also wanting your old life back. You can’t even recognize yourself anymore.

In the city König goes into a local grocery store. He collects everything you asked for plus just thing for the house. He finds a baby onesie that says “I love Daddy.” König holds the tiny little piece of clothing in his hands, smiling thinking about holding his baby in his arms. He adds the onesie to the cart.

He walks up to the front of the store and begins to bag his items as the older woman working the register scans his items. He looks around the store as he waits for his payment to process and he sees a board of posters.

“Here’s your receipt.”

König’s attention turns back to the nice woman. He smiles and grabs the piece of paper from her, grabbing all of his bags and walking to the poster board.

In big red words he reads the words MISSING. König stays there and reads the details. His heart sinks.

Young woman, your skin tone, hair color, body build. His semi-truck color, build, hair color. The fact you’re foreign and what language you speak is even listed. He can feel his cheeks turn red as he begins to sweat. He reaches up and rips the sign off the board and turns to leave the store.

He sits in his SUV and looks at the poster. He wonders how many there are and how much information the cops actually know.

“FUCK!” He yells in his SUV and he runs his hands down his face. He takes a deep breath before pulling out of the parking spot and beginning to speed home to you.

[latenightdaydreams]

Hi,hi😘🤗😄

Demon! König X Nun!Reader

First of all I honestly want to tell you that I really like your posts and the way you write your fanfics, every day the first thing I do after waking up is usually go to Tumblr, to check if you have posted anything.

Tôi thấy bạn đã từng viết về các linh mục! Konig X Nun! người đọc, sau đó tôi muốn khác biệt

The reader was awakened in the middle of the night by a strange noise outside the church, encountered a stranger drenched in the rain, because of her kindness and naivety, she gave the stranger shelter from the rain overnight and was raped.

Tôi sẽ vui cả ngày nếu bạn trả lời tôi về yêu cầu này, yêu bạn 😘😍🤩❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much🥰 It always means to much when I get such sweet messages😭🩷 And yes!!

Demon!König x Nun!Reader (fem)

🚫MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING🚫

As always, please skip if you cannot handle or do not enjoy graphic topics! Your mental health matters! I hope you all have a great day💗

MDNI🔞

Master List✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, non-con, p in v, virginity loss, religious themes

1.7k word count

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War has torn apart the village you live in, leaving only the solace of the Lord to get you through these dark and depressing times. You’re fast asleep in your bedroom within the church walls when a loud crashing sound wakes you up. Quickly, you stand, putting a scarf over your hair, then grab your purple robe and wrap it around your body. You pick up your flashlight as you walk through the dark church to inspect the noise.

You open up the front doors of the church and look around, shining the flashlight into the darkness as heavy rainfalls in front of you. Not exactly wanting to get wet, you decide to chalk the sound up to thunder. That’s when your eyes focus on the outline of a large individual. You shine your light on him to see it’s a man shivering from the icy rain. Instantly, you feel a strange feeling about this man. Where did he come from? You shake that feeling away, deciding to do what God would want you to do.

“Sir? Are you alright?” You call out to him.

König lifts his head as blonde hair falls over his face, his eyes roaming down your form hidden by your robe. Your voice sounds so sweet, almost as sweet as he’s sure you’ll taste. A little nun is left all alone when most villagers have gone off to war or died.

“Ja, I’m just lost.” He lies so effortlessly. “I lost contact with my family and I don’t know where I am.”

You look at him up and down. The man is massive and his Austrian accent is thick. With a quick glance around, you decide the holy thing to do is to let him inside, at least for the night. He could get sick in the rain and pass. That’s not something you could live with.

“Please, come inside for the night. I have a cot you could sleep on. Let yourself rest up as the rain passes.”

“Danke.”

König approaches the steps of the church, his tall stature towering over you as passes you to step inside the dark church. He looks around as you close the doors again, locking them once more. As you approach him again with the flashlight in hand, he gets to see your features up close, noting how delicate you look.

“I’m König.” He holds his hands out to shake yours.

“Sister y/n.” You place your much smaller dainty hand in his, his skin feeling warm to the touch.

His pale blue eyes linger on yours, seemingly reflecting in the darkness. The sight causes your heart to skip a beat, but you convince yourself it was a flash of lightning. König can smell your fear, your innocence. Such a tiny little thing, he will have fun ruining you.

“I have a cot and extra blankets that you can use for tonight. The priest might have left behind something you can fit into so you can let your uniform dry.”

“Thank you, Sister.”

As you walk forward into the back of the church, König follows closely behind; his eyes traveling up and down your body. You open up a door on the left, a closet where everything was kept. König lingers by the door as you bend over to grab blankets from the basket and then grab a cot.

“Let me, Sister.” König reaches out, grabbing the items from your arms.

“Thank you.” His kind gestures relax you and make you feel better about your decision to help him. “You can set up in the church and I’ll go to the old priest’s room to look for clothing.”

König nods, stepping back to allow you room to walk past. His eyes follow what direction you go in, lingering in his spot for a few seconds before dropping everything and following you. With quiet and careful steps, he follows you up a short staircase to the bedroom. The old wooden door creaks open. The room has a lantern lit showing a large cross with bloody Jesus hanging over the queen size bed.

You turn quickly to see König stepping inside, this time that deep sinking feeling isn’t as easy to shake away. He gets uncomfortably close, invading your personal space. One of his hands comes up and caresses the side of your face, slowly moving up to push your veil off and exposing your hair underneath. A light gasp leaves your lips as you turn to grab it, only to be stopped by his hand grabbing your arm.

“Please, let me go.” You whimper with fear in your voice.

“Sister y/n, so young and trusting. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to trust strange men?” He smiles, revealing his sharp teeth.

“Please, don’t hurt me.”

“I’m not going to hurt you.” His grip on your wrist tightens as he pulls you to him. “I’m going to make you feel amazing, Sister.”

König grabs a fistful of hair in his hand, pulling your head back. With his other hand he pulls at the ties of your robe, pulling the garment from your body to expose the thin white nightgown you have on below. His hands grope you, grabbing at your breasts through the fabric while you try your hardest to fight back against him. It was no use; he is so much stronger than you.

With little effort he drags your body to the bed, slamming you down on it. The breath gets knocked out of you as your eyes go wide looking at him. His once blue eyes, now pitch black as he smiles down at you with a wicked grin.

“Wh—what are you?”

“An angel.” He says mockingly as he laughs at your fear.

König leans down and licks your face, causing you to try and turn away in disgust. He bites your jaw, both of his hands bringing your wrist together above your head. In one hand he holds your wrist, pining you to the bed right where he wants you. His other hand slips beneath the hem of your gown and caresses your inner thigh.

With all of your might you try to close your legs and stop his hand from gliding up further. It’s no use, his fingers hook the fabric of your white cotton panties and pull them off of your body. His fingers squeeze your mound before slipping his fingers between your slit.

“Please stop! You can’t do this!”

“I can and I am.” He presses his lips against yours in a painful kiss as his hand rubs back and forth on your sensitive clit.

Your both writhes underneath his body as he touches you. Shameful moans leave you and are muffled into his mouth. His tongue swirls around yours before biting down painfully on your bottom lip. You cry out as the taste of cooper fills your mouth.

“Stand up, get undressed.”

König moves off of you and begins to pull off his black shirt and undo his pants. You stand, trembling as you take your nightgown off. As you stand naked in front of him, you begin to pray. He laughs loudly listening to your prayers. He grabs your hair harshly and drags you to the end of the bed, pushing you down.

The only think you see when you look up is Jesus Christ on the cross, looking down at you as he pulls your hair. You don’t stop praying as König slaps his cock on your ass. He presses himself against your asshole before dropping down to the entrance of your virgin pussy. As you pray to send the demon König away, his hips buck forward slipping his cock into your tight cunt.

“Oh, you feel so heavenly Sister.” König’s voice a low growl as he thrust his hips into you.

Streaks of blood left behind from his fat cock tearing your hymen. Your face scrunches in a shameful mix of pleasure and pain. His cock bullies its way deeply inside of you, making sure he completely fills you.

“Please God, save me—”

“Ja, beg your God to save you, Taube.” His hips slam harder into you, your pussy fluttering as you try to adjust to him. Your prayers don’t stop. As if truly thinking you matter. “Your god doesn’t care about you. You’re all alone. Here. With me. I’m your god now.”

“No!” Your fingers grab at the bedsheets and squeeze as you feel how wet you’re getting, your body betraying you and enjoying every painful thrust.

König pulls his cock out and yanks you back by your hair roughly. “Open.” You do as he asks, fear in your eyes as you look up at him. He slips his cock into your mouth, moving his body over yours so that you’re leaning back between his legs. His hips begin to thrust into your mouth, shoving himself down your throat.

You gag; your hands hit his ass trying to stop but it only encourages him more. Tears pour down your face as spit begins to bubble at the edges of your mouth and fall down your face. Your body tenses as you try to not vomit. The salty taste of his precum of coppery taste of your cunts blood mix and add to the unpleasant sensation.

He pulls back, slapping his slobbery cock on your face as your gasp for air. “Pray to me, pray I fuck you.”

As you’re gasping for air, you feel broken down. A demon entered the hold grounds and is breaking your vow to the lord. God nowhere to be found as you plea for his salvation. With trembling lips, you pray.

“Dear König, please fuck me. Please fuck my pussy.” Tears roll down your cheeks as you gaze up with puffy lips.

“Perfect Sister. Perfect.” He pushes you back onto the cold wooden floor as he crawls on top of you, shoving his cock back inside of you.

After that night, your faith in God has never been the same. There is no feeling of the Holy Spirit around you, only the empty and cold walls of an old building. The demon named König visits you in your dreams to torment you. You often spend your days staring blankly into space, waiting for König to come back and claim you again.

[latenightdaydreams]

Can I request masked serial killer köing X female reader? Like he kidnaps her , impregnates her and she has to find a way out to escape and get help.

Of course! As always MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING!⚠️🚫

SerialKiller!König x Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

🚫MASSIVE TRIGGERS FOR SENSTIVE TOPICS🚫

Your mental health is more important than smut, if you have to skip please skip🩷 There are nicer stories in the master list if these topics are not for you. Have an amazing day/night🩷

Master List✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, stalking, mentions of killings, non-con, impregnation

1.7k word count

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There have been reports on the news lately of bodies showing up, mutilated. There has been no official person of interest, but people had reported on seeing a masked man late at night. Most of the victims have been men, but that doesn’t mean you felt safe as a woman. You tried your best to not be out late or alone, but you can’t always control things.

The closer at your job had called off, leaving you alone late at night to do all the duties by yourself at the small local grocery store. There are only twenty more minutes till closing time when a man walks in wearing a baggy hoodie with the hood up. His body is absolutely massive as he ducks underneath the door to enter.

As he approaches, you realize he has a mask on his face, only showing his pale blue eyes. He carries a heavy vibe with him as he lingers only a few feet away from you as you’re stocking shelves. At the moment, you have to push your fear aside and treat him like any other customer.

“Hello, sir. Can I help you?”

Your words hang in the air as he doesn’t reply, his eyes never leaving your own. He shifts slightly, putting his hands into the pocket of his hoodies. “Just looking…” His Austrian accent is thick, as his voice comes out raspy.

“Okay, we close in twenty minutes; just in case.” You smile, trying to push away the unsettling feeling that’s heavy in your gut.

He slowly just turns and walks away, no response. You watch him as he turns into another aisle and disappears from sight, allowing you to let out a deep breath you’ve been holding. There is nothing you can do other than continue with work.

The time passes by, and the man never comes to the register to check out. You just assume he left when you weren’t paying attention. It happens. Thankfully, it’s time to close, so you lock the register, then lock the front door. As you walk, you turn off the sale floor lights and go into the breakroom to get your purse out of the locker.

König walks quietly, following you closely as you go to retrieve your personal items. It’s cute how you’re so oblivious to your surroundings. He’s been watching you for a few months now, but he can’t hold back anymore; you’d make the perfect pet to breed.

Completely unaware of the man waiting for you, you turn off the lights, leaving yourself in almost complete darkness. Before you can even reach the back door, hands wrap around your mouth and waist. You’re lifted from the floor as you get light-headed from whatever chemical is in the palm of his hand.

Hours later, you wake up in a concert room with a chain around your neck anchored to the floor beneath you. Your vision and thoughts are hazy as you continue to wake up, your body shaking from the cold; all of your clothing stripped away leaving you naked. With all of the adrenaline rushing throughout your body, you tug at the chain with all of your might, trying to free yourself, but it doesn’t budge. The room is empty other than the thin mat that is underneath your body and a staircase in the corner. 

Heavy footsteps walk down the stairs, drawing your attention to the man from the grocery store. His hoodie is off and he has a balaclava covering his face, those same eerie pale eyes glaring at you. Slowly, he approaches you and kneels to be eye level with you. With his left hand, he reaches out to caress your face. You jerk away, wanting to flee but the chain doesn’t allow much movement.

“Please don’t kill me.” You whimper in fear, sounding completely helpless and pathetic.

“I’m not going to kill you, Maus.”

König withdraws his hand from you and just looks over your body for a moment, enjoying the goosebumps that cover you and how hard your nipples are in the chilly room. He stands, undoing his belt and undressing himself from the waist down. A sense of dread fills you as you’re completely helpless in this moment.

“Please no—”

“Bend over. Face on the mat.”

König’s emotionless voice commands of you, cutting off your pleas to not be touched. What you don’t understand yet is that you’re his now, you don’t have the option to deny him. The look in your eyes is defiant, making König smirk under his mask; he will have fun breaking you. You simply don’t move, just looking at him.

“I said bend over.” König approaches you aggressively, grabbing the back of your head and forcing your face into the mat.

A small yelp leaves your throat as your face hits the ground harshly, the thin mat not providing much cushion. Your rear is in the air, as you use your hands to try and push yourself up. König slaps your ass hard, leaving behind a stinging feeling.

“Stop struggling, Maus. You’re only making it worse for yourself.”

König looks at your heart shaped ass, eager to feel your pussy finally after all this time. He places his legs on either side of yours, essentially trapping you. With his free hand he slaps his cock against your ass, looking as your supple flesh bounces in response.

“Stay still and I won’t hurt you.”

You close your eyes as you feel König press the tip of his cock against your pussy, slowly pushing the tip in. His hand pressing on your face gently slips off and glides across your soft skin, enjoying how you feel under his hand. You look so beautiful defenseless in front of him.

Both hands grip your hips as he pushes himself in deeper, feeling your walls wrap around his cock like a warm welcome. A loud groan leaves König’s lips, thoroughly enjoying how wet and tight you are. You sense up, only making it better for him.

The sound of his hips bucking into you and slapping against you echoes in the empty room. Small painful moans flee your lips as his cock shoves all the way in, hitting your cervix wall in a painful rhythm. Your hands grab at the mat beneath you in an attempt to steady yourself.

“Meine kleine Hure, beg me to fuck you harder.” König digs his fingers deeply into your flesh, leaving bruises. “Call me Master.”

There is no other option other than to comply, you don’t want to think about what a man his size can do to you when angry. Loud pleas leave your mouth, begging for your new master to pound your tiny cunt. A deep soreness that gets worse with every thrust begins to develop inside of you. You lift your body up in an attempt to ease the pain, but he pushes you back down so your face was back on the mat.

“Please, it hurts too much.” You try to beg him to stop.

“Good.” He slaps your ass once more, moving his hips even quicker as he pulls you back to him.

Tears pour down your face as you begin to whimper from the pain, only serving to please König. His heavy balls that repeatedly slap against your clit tighten. Every plea for mercy from you is like music to his ears. You’re going to be so fun to breed, your pussy is perfect.

König’s hips stutter as he moans loudly, burying himself deep inside of you. You can feel his cock throbbing inside of you. A disgusted feeling waves over you as you listen to his pleasure, you wish you were anywhere but here.

Months pass and you have no idea. There is no window or way for you to track your time missing. You’ve not been reported missing yet due to your age, the cops can’t prove you were taken and you're old enough to disappear if you’d want to; yet all your friends and family know this isn’t you. To König, this all has worked out perfectly. No one is looking and you’re here with him. Your tiny belly begins to swell with life inside; his offspring.

All of the recent events have caused you to dissociate, not even noticing your body change. The days of your life now consist of staring at gray walls or beginning face down as König takes what he wants from you. Today, König walks down with a metal bucket and a pink box in his hand.

He sits the bucket next to you as he tears open the box and pulls out a pregnancy test. Pointing to the bucket, he demands you to pee and take the test. His eyes watch you like a hawk as your legs tremble from being so weak. Your eyes gaze at the small window on the test, hoping to see only one line so you don’t have to bear this monster's child.

Two lines. Two pink little lines confirming you’re pregnant. König snatches the test from you as you kneel there looking frozen. A loud joyous noise leaves him, erupting from deep inside. He gets on your level and wraps you in a deep embrace. You don’t hug him back, your arms limp at your side as you try to figure out what to do next.

“You’re going to look so beautiful pregnant.” His hand began to move up to your stomach, caressing the tiny bump that formed before sliding up and cupping your breasts. “I can’t wait to see you swell with milk.” König presses his lips painfully against yours in a dominant kiss. He pulls back and gazes at you with a dead look in his eyes.

“I have some things to do, but I’ll be back.” König stands and leaves you, not remembering to take your potty bucket as he usually does.

You remain quiet as you watch him go upstairs. Once you hear the door close you grab the bucket, looking at the thin handle, thin enough to maybe fit into the lock and free you; or even to use as a weapon. In a hurry, you bend the metal on both ends to slip the handle out.

König is on his phone, looking at baby cribs and prenatal care for you when he realizes he forgot the bucket. He sets the test down along with his cellphone and he turns to go back down to the basement. His steps are slow as he is on cloud 9; his little pet is pregnant!

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okay so can we get more p!ss kink smut with König because i high-key fw the way you write it

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YESSSS!!! And thank you so much for the support!!!💗

Forbidden Shower Time (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List!✍🏽💦

>cw: fem/afab, piss kink, oral, p in v

🚫PISS KINK AHEAD! LAST WARNING!🚫

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“Oh, fuck Kö…” Your hand ran through König’s blonde hair, fingers intertwining with his short locks and pulling slightly.  Your other hand resting against the white tiles of the shower. The sounds of your moans filling the bathroom.

König sat on the floor of the shower between your legs, one of his hands squeezing your plump ass and pulling you closer to his face while the other stroked his leaking cock.  His lips wrapped around your swollen clit, sucking on it desperately. He gently pulled his head back, slowly dragging his lips across your clit until it pops free from their grasp. He buried his face back into your pussy, taking a deep breath before licking the length of your cunt. His tongue lingering at your clit, flicking back and forth rapidly causing your legs to tremble.

“Deine Muschi ist so süß…” König says looking at your pretty wet pussy glistening with a mix of your wetness and his spit.

His hand slid from your ass to your pussy, two fingers slowly sliding into your warmth. A soft groan escaped his lips as he felt the tight gummy sensation of your cunt. He begins to pump his fingers in and out while his tongue licks rapidly at your clit.

Small whimpers begin to fall from your lips as you close your eyes and your head drops back, allowing yourself to take in the pleasurable sensation.

“Do you think you’re comfortable enough now Schatz?” König’s voice gentle as he removes his fingers and begins to lick them, sucking off any trace of your arousal.

You look down at his blue eyes and take a deep breath.  You had promised that you would be open to exploring kinks, but something about this one just made you nervous. It was always so taboo to you.

“I don’t know König, what if it’s weird?”

“It won’t be weird. Trust me Liebling. I’ve wanted this for a long time.” He kisses your pretty pussy before licking it lightly.

You let out a tiny moan as you nod your head, “Okay, okay we can try.” 

A wide grin creeps across König’s face as you finally agree to do this. He scoots back a little and wraps his large hands around your hips to moves you closer. 

“How…do you like just want me to go? Like normal?”

“Ja, that works. Just relax and let go.” His hands moving up and down your thighs, caressing you gently as he tries to make the situation more relaxing for you. “I’m ready when you are.”

His blue eyes look from your eyes down to your glistening pussy, his eye full of anticipation as he waits for you. One of his hands slowly stroking himself as the other still rest on your thigh. You take a deep breath, and let go.

At first, it’s a small trickle, König’s eyes light up at the warm sensation hitting his skin. A rush of nervousness comes over you and you stop.

“Nein, mehr Meine Liebe.” König begs desperately as he leans up and licks your folds to taste the remaining droplets. “Bitte.”

You look down at him and you can clearly see his excitement and lust in his eyes.  You nod in response as he relaxes his body back down, his hands never leaving your thighs. You release and a warm stream begins to splash against his body, he lets out a deep moan in response.

König began to mumble in German as he brought his face closer, opening his mouth and letting his mouth fill with your warm piss before spitting it back out and letting it drip down his chin. You didn’t want to admit it, but it was turning you on. How needy this giant man became for your tiny cunts piss- it made you feel powerful.

“You like that, König?” Your own voice shaky with pleasure.

“I fucking love it,” he replies with his face smushed into your pussy.

His tongue reaching out to lap at your pussy eagerly as he continues to slurp you up until the very last drop. His face moving back and forth against your pussy making sure he covers himself completely in your wet arousal and piss. “Everything about you is just so fucking sweet,” he slaps your ass harder than he means to, the excitement getting too much for him.

“Fuck, Danke meine liebe.” König says sounding breathless as one of his hands slowly tugs as his balls. “We have to do this again.”

His eyes trailing all over your body as he stands. “Let’s go to the bed.”

“Um, not until after you shower.” You giggle softly at how horny this has made him.

“I can’t wait that long Schatz.”

“Sorry, but you’re covered in my pee.” You continue to giggle as König smiles down at you now.

“Then come here, you need to shower too.” He grabs you by your waist and lifts you against the shower wall, bullying his cock deep inside of you.

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