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You Dare Disobey Me, Girl? |Silva x Reader Angst|

Warning: brutal spanking, language, nudity, humiliation, sexual themes/discussions, physical abuse.

      Silva stood in front of you, his huge 6'6 form towering over you like a skyscraper, his blue eyes hard and menacing, body ripped with muscles. He made you feel so small and fragile- he could tear you apart if he wished.. that was the exciting part about working here- the rush of always being just so close to death. "I don't like when you act out Y/N, I found you nine years ago trusting you and taking you under my wing. Treating you as my own. Why would you dare to break my trust? Look at you now, in deep shit."

       You were completely naked, humiliation being apart of the punishment as your hands were tied above. You looked up at the metal bar, a sigh escaping your lips as you studied the rope. "I wasn't breaking your trust, I was just overwhelmed that you wanted Illumi to marry me. I didn't mean to run

away, I was going to eventually come back once I had time to think." You didn't like Illumi at all, he had no personality. You sound much rather marry Milluki, at least he speaks kindly to you.

         "You dare disobey me, girl? In my own damn house, acting so keen about everything. You are going to pay," he snapped, taking his thick leather belt off. He shook his head, silver hair resting on his broad shoulders. "You will marry Illumi and you will have my grandchildren. You knew that I would seek that in you, you knew Y/N. That is why I trained you so brutally for all of these years." His bright blue eyes traced down your body, staring at your womanhood with intensity.

         Your cheeks flushed red at the utter humiliation of all of this, knowing that he stares on purpose to humiliate you. Ever since you turned 20 he had begun a new phase in your punishing.. it was painful and embarrassing but in a way you liked it. The pain that once made you go insane was now turning you on wildly, making you grow wet with anticipation for your beating. "I'm sorry I disrespected you."

        His eyes traced up your body, full focus now on your breasts.  "You're going to be very sorry once I'm done with you. I was generous enough to allow you a warning the first time but that came with a promise that you wouldn't run away again. You broke that, so now I am going to beat your ass. Do you understand me?" He questioned, his black shoes padding against the hard ground, now standing in front of you. The leather belt was at his side, taunting you.

          "Why do you have to stare at me like that? What's the reason of staring at someone you will never have anyways? I belong to your little son, shouldn't he be the one to do this since I'm being forced to marry him?" You questioned, tone sharp.. you quickly regretted smarting off to him by the look in his eyes. Suddenly, you were fucking terrified.. your heart rapidly skipping a beat.

          "I could have you and take you right now if I wanted, my wife and I would use your body up.. separately and together. We would break you and next time we will, rather you are Illumi's wife or not. You will be handled," Silva snapped, slapping his large palm across your face with force, a snap gasp escaping your lips as your legs went weak. If it wasn't for the chains that tied your hands you would have fell to the ground. "You will marry my son and you will have our grandchildren. Or you will have mine, and I won't treat you well. Illumi will, do you see how well I treat my wife? I've never put my hands on her unless she asked."

         You shook your head weakly, "how could I marry a man that I don't love? At least give me more time to love him Silva, he hardly speaks to me. He hates me." You looked down, blood dripping onto the floor in front of you, the left side of your face throbbing. You wanted more.. why couldn't you just marry Silva or Kikyo? Damn it, this sucked.

         "He will be back in a week, you will marry her next day. You had seven years, I refuse to wait any longer. Now it is time for me to punish you," he said, walking behind you, his hand resting on your back. "He will learn to love you and he is willing, I already asked him and he said that he would treat you well. You will live rich and you will never be out of work. You will have a great life, just as you do now. Stop being stupid, now apologize to me."

           "But what if Illumi wasn't the one that I desire? What if the one I desire is someone else, someone that I owe my life too," you said, staring into his eyes. It was wrong to love Silva, so wrong.. but everything in this world was wrong. You were wrong. "I love you Silva, please let me be with Kikyo and I promise that I will make the both of you happy," you begged, tears falling down your face. You haven't cried in so long. "I love you so much, please love me back."

           Your desperate and lonely heart clung yo both him and Kikyo those seven years ago and you've been in love with Silva and slowly falling in love with Kikyo ever sense. You usually spent every waking moment with Silva.. how could not fall in love with him? It was impossible to avoid, now you are stuck marrying his stupid son who has the personality of a fucking plank. That was why you ran, you had to escape all of this but instead of letting you go he had to find you. This just wasn't fair at all.

         Suddenly a whip sound filled the air, the hard leather belt crashing on your ass with such force that it knocked the wind out of you, a loud sob escaping your lips, your legs trembling. The motion repeated two more times, the two harsh smack causing your entire body to tremble, a harsh burning sensation lighting your ass on fire. Again. Again. Again. He wasn't letting up, leaving your confession unanswered as he beat you, a low grunt escaping his lips.

         "W-why?" You sobbed out, your legs finally collapsing and giving out. You were hanging by your hands, that being the only thing keeping you up. Despite how uncomfortable it was you couldn't stand.. you were in too much pain as the leather whoosh began to attack your spots.

          "I don't love you in that way, Kikyo and I love you but we have no romantic feelings towards you. Illumi does and he is who you will be with- a man your age. He's my son, if you love me then you can love him," spoke Silva, continuing to harshen his blows. You felt the welts forming on your ass, the bruises that wouldn't heal for a month.. this was your reality. "Apologize and I'll stop. You're bleeding, it is only going to get much worse for you." 

          "I-I apologize!" You cried out, causing the leather belt to finally drop. You sobbed, entire body now shaking.. it hurt so bad, your ass throbbing, hands cramping.. you shouldn't have said anything. You should have never ran away.. you knew that this was bound to happen sometime.

          "Good, I'll come let you go and clean up in a few hours. For now just think about rather you want to wear white or another color next week. Perhaps red, it compliments you" he muttered, walking out the door and leaving you alone to suffer in pain.. just as he always did.

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Trapped |Yandere Johnny x Reader Angst|

Warning: strong language, physical abuse, verbal abuse, threats, stalking, uncomfortable scenes discussed, yandere relationship. MA

     "I told you not to talk to the likes of Diego Brando!" Snapped your boyfriend, Johnny Joestar, his turquoise eyes glaring daggers at you. "Remember when I told you to avoid him and every man that isn't Gyro or I?! Do you remember Y/N?!" The glare that he shot towards you was one filled with hate, no love resting behind his eyes.

Continung to berate you, he raised his voice, "Get the fuck over here now! Don't use me not being able to walk as an excuse to stay away from me!" His patience was running thin, entire body stiff to the core as you stared at him, terrified to move. "Are you fucking deaf!?"

      You always stayed far away from him when he was angry, back pressed against the harshly cold hotel wall, body visibly shaking. His loud voice filled the small hotel room, causing fear to bubble up inside of you. You couldn't stand being yelled at by him.. why was he so jealous? Never would you dare to cheat on him. The conversation with Diego was nothing more than you asking him questions about his past. What was so terrible about that? A simple, harmless conversation?

You shook your head once, keeping your eyes on him as you kept your back firmly against the wall. Your legs were too scared to move; no, they wouldn't move because they knew that he was going to hurt you. Fuck Gyro, you know that he was the reason that Johnny knew about your little conversation. Your hunch was correct - when Johnny wasn't stalking you and watching your every move Gyro was, not giving you even a single second of privacy. If you knew that your freedom and privacy were going to be taken away then you would have stayed single.

Not even in the bathroom did you get privacy, forced to keep the door open as you do your private business. Closing doors were forbidden, Johnny felt as if he should be able to see all parts of you, including your most private parts. You despised him so much for that, always watching, wearing a little smirk on his face at your discomfort and humiliation.

"I am going to beat the shit out of you if you don't bring your fucking ass over here and stand in front of me! Get over here now!" He screamed, snatching his blue hat off of his head, revealing messy chestnut blonde hair. "We've been together five goddamn months, you know what does and doesn't get you beat!"

       If Gyro were here, he would have already dragged you over to him, leaving once Johnny had his hands securely wrapped around your wrist, light beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he waited for Gyro to leave, only being able to hit and scream at you when he had you alone. He hid the truth, hitting you in places that were hidden beneath your clothes, giving you harsh glances when no one was looking to indicate that when he had you alone you were going to regret displeasing him. This relationship was pure hell, pure hell that you were forced to endure because you couldn't leave him. You've tried, him or Gyro always seemed to find you within hours.

    You forced yourself to find the strength to move, slowly stalking over to him with no anticipation in your step. You saw the light beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his hands resting on his lap, balling into fists so tight that you could see the white of his knuckles. You stood directly in front of him, eyes wide with fear as he stared you down. The silence made you nervous, goose flesh forming on your arms, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up.

True fear wasn't a monster hiding in your closet with plans of scaring you, fear was a crazed man being so obsessed with you that he controlled and stalked every little part of your life, more then ready to attack when you stepped out of the perfect little line that he created for you to stay behind. Why wouldn't he just allow you to be yourself? You wanted to go out and feel the sun on your skin. You wanted to make friends and laugh with others. Ever since meeting Johnny, you're only allowed to do things while he is present, and he would rather have you locked away and hidden from the world. So badly, did you want to leave. You wanted to be free.

        "If you're so scared of me, then why don't you listen to me?! Talking to Diego was unacceptable, and you know that! You are beautiful, Y/N, so beautiful that guys will want to steal you away from me!" He raised his hand behind you, placing two sharp smacks on your bottom, leaving a dark red handprint and a harsh string behind. You flinched but stayed in front of him, hands hanging limply by your side.

"You're stupid for what you've done, so stupid! You know better!" His contiuned, palm smacking away at your upper thighs, three harsh smacks going on each thigh. "Don't you know better?! Or do I have to bear your ass and beat you with a riding crop!?"

       Tears filled your eyes, your body flinching at each painful smack, your clothes providing some protection, but you still felt every harsh blow. "I do know better, I'm sorry, Johnny! I promise that I won't do it again, I'll just stay by you at all times!" You begged him, knowing exactly what he wanted from you. So, in order to spare yourself a beating, you would beg. "Please don't use the riding crop on me, I'll be good! Please give me one more chance!" You resisted the urge to rub your stinging bottom and thighs, knowing that would only anger him.

       "If you ever do this again, I promise that I'll put you in the hospital! Don't you ever fucking test me again, I am not a man that will tolerate you walking all over me! You are my girlfriend, my property and you will listen to me!" He wiped the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand. "You almost got fucking killed, you know that? Do you want to be my wife or do you want to be buried six feet underground? Those are your only two choices."

      "I want to be your wife. Nothing more and nothing else, I was put on this earth to be your wife," you told him, feeling as if you were reading lines off of a script. You made your tone sound believable, knowing that even though you didn't want him, you knew that you had to still be with him. You could learn to love him.. that's what you tell yourself so you can fall asleep at night, the thought of being with a crazy man that could snap and kill you at any time for any possible reason still on your mind, ticking away at your sanity.

       "That's what I thought.. only I can love you. Only I can make you happy and give you what you need," Johnny said, raising his hand to caress your cheek, his face instantly softening once you said the words that he wanted to hear. "Now that we are happy again, come lay on the bed. I am tired, it's time we go to bed."

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Too Much of a Brat |Bruno + Abbacchio x Reader Extreme Lemon|

Warning: spanking, extremely rough sex (anal, vaginal), dom and sub, daddy kink, humiliation. MA.

     "I'm sorry, daddy's, I'm sorry," you whined, practically trembling as you stood in front of Bruno and Abbacchio, knowing that you were in deep trouble with your two boyfriends. You were absolutely fucked.. you can't believe that they reacted like this.

      Abbacchio shook his head, white hair damp and clinging to his bare chest from his fresh shower. A white towel was wrapped around his waist for a brief second, his yellow eyes fuming with anger as he dropped his towel. "Take your clothes off and come sit on my fucking cock, you can explain yourself then. Your punishment is starting immediately," he sharply spat at you, his 10 inch erection on full display as he sat on the black leather couch, hard golden eyes not leaving yours.

       Bruno stayed behind him, black leather paddle in his hand. He wore black sweatpants, black bob pulled back in a small ponytail, a few black strands poking out, resting on his smooth forehead. His chest was bare, light six pack on full display, his arms ripped with muscles that definitely knew how to swing a leather paddle across a naughty girlfriends ass. "And you better sit facing him, I want full access to your bare ass because you will be getting a spanking for being caught talking to your ex-boyfriend, in case you forgot."

        You slipped your black dress off, standing completely bare because you didn't like wearing a bra and underwear around them. "But I don't want to be punished, please just forgive me! I was just being polite!" Wrong.. you were trying to make the two of them jealous because they haven't been giving you enough attention lately; the plan clearly backfired so badly that you wished you could go back in time and undo your mistake.

"Do you want me to pick a switch from outside and beat your pussy instead? I'm sure Abbacchio wouldn't mind shoving his cock in your anus," said Bruno, his usually gentle voice hard. He wasn't fucking around with you today.. you broke the most important rule, knowing that Bruno and Abbacchio both get insanely jealous when it comes to you.

       You knew that he was dead serious, so you made it a point to hurry over to Abbacchio, standing in front of him. "It's going to hurt, I'm not ready," you said softly, eyes widening as you stared at his monster cock. "You're too big to just fit inside of me." Fuck.. you weren't getting mercy today. You could tell from the hard look in their eyes that you were meant to be in pain.

       Abbacchio let a smirk appear on his lips as he grabbed your wrist, pulling you onto his lap, forcing your legs to spread. "Aw, are you regretting what you did now? I don't give a fuck," he sneered, lifting you up before forcing you onto his cock.

        A pained cry escaped your lips as you quickly buried your head in his shoulder, a gasp escaping your lips as he shot inside of your dry womanhood, pain shooting through your body. You wrapped your arms around his waist, knowing that you wouldn't be able to get through this punishment without comfort.

       "You can keep your arms around me but lift your head and speak to me. You need to explain to us why in the absolute fuck you decided to break our most important rule." You felt Abbacchio's long fingers engage in your hair, yanking your head back. He cock twitched inside of you once you met his hungry eyes, his cock bulging in your stomach, unmoving. "What was your motive, Y/N?" He questioned, shout hair falling to his left as he tilted his head to the side, free hand roughly smacking your right breast, leaving a red handprint.

        "Her motive was to make us jealous. She wanted to push our buttons. Good job, cara, you got exactly what you wanted. Is this what you wanted, to be punished as if you were a little child that doesn't know any better? How embarrassing," Bruno spoke to you harshly, shaking his head before he walked to stand behind you. "You fucking child, how dare you disrespect us." He smacked the leather paddle across the center of your ass, the paddle harshly crashing against your ass.

        Tears spilled from your eyes at the first smack, your hands balling into fists behind Abbacchio's back. "I'm not a child, I... I hate you both!" You foolishly yelled without thinking, it being your only defense mechanism when you felt humiliated. You didn't hate them. You loved them both, but you were so embarrassed.. you weren't a child!

        "Excuse me?" Abbacchio questioned, snatching your arms away from him. "Bruno, I think that we need to remind our girlfriend who the fucks in charge. I'll pin her down, beat her ass with no fucking mercy. Since she hates us who cares about being gentle for her sake, look at how she treats us!" He yelled, pulling you against his bare chest, arms wrapping tightly around you, trapping you against his chest with no way to escape.

"No, wait, please wait! I-I didn't mean it!" You exclaimed, panic filling your voice as you wiggled wildly, trying to escape his grasp with no luck. "Please don't beat me, I'll be good! I take it back, Abbacchio!" You were begging now, practically pleading and regretting the foolish words that you said.. why were you so stupid? You were fucking this relationship up.. damn, you deserved this. You took it too far.

Five sharp smacks landed on your bottom, staying in the same place so you would feel it much more severely. "First rule.. don't talk to any of your exes unless you have no other choice. Second rule.. never say that you hate us when you're angry. Do you know how hurt we both are because of your behavior? And then you're going to say that you hate us? You're the one who broke the rules - you knew the consequences." Five more smacks on your left cheek, matching the bright red that was starting to coat your entire ass.

"I know, and I'm sorry! I'm sorry that I'm the reason this relationship is failing, you guys are going to leave me and I'll be all alone again! I-I don't hate you, I don't!" You sobbed into Abbacchio's chest, entire body shaking as gasps of air escaped your mouth, each hit causing you to flinch. You've broken up once before because of you saying stupid things.. that's why they are like this. You created the monsters.. you were the monster, you suppose.

Abbacchio scoffed- you almost forgot that his cock was bulging deep inside of your stomach, your throbbing pussy providing a wet coating because you shamefully were turned on. "We aren't going to leave you, we already told you that we wouldn't leave you again. Why won't you believe us? Are we not allowed to make mistakes, hm?" He questioned, his voice softening because despite how angry he was he saw that you couldn't handle being yelled at anymore.

Bruno landed five smacks on your left cheek before dropping the paddle on the ground, seeing that you were close to falling apart. "Stop doing this. If you want our attention, just ask and if you are upset with us, think before you speak. You deserve for me to beat your ass until I know for certain that you'll be sitting uncomfortable for a month, but I am going to stop. Next time you pull a stunt like this, I won't be as generous."

"I'm sorry, it was my fault you left me anyways. I won't.. I'll do better. I swear on my fucking life that I'll do better and be better for the both of you," you whispered in your trembling voice. You uncomfortably wiggled against Abbacchio's cock, causing it to twitch inside of you. You whined, pushing down on it.

Abbacchio let you go, allowing you to lift your head to look at him. "You're still getting fucked until you can't walk, you aren't escaping that," he told you, standing up. His hands wrapped around your ass, gently spreading your ass cheeks out, displaying your puckered hole to Bruno. "Good job Bruno, look at how red her little ass is. I bet it hurts too," he muttered, his fingers digging into your red flesh.

"Ow," you whined, arms wrapping around Abbacchio's neck. It was about time you just behaved and took your punishment, so that's exactly what you were going to do. "Yes, Daddy, I understand." Time to be good, be the perfect submissive girlfriend that they deserved. They spoiled the fuck out of you and they took care of you.. you should have just told them that you wanted attention.

"Good girl," you heard Bruno say, his body pressing up against yours, 8 inches slowly pressing into your anus, taking his time. "I don't want this happening again, and neither does Abbacchio. We expect better from you. You also need to stop acting like we mistreat you because we don't."

Abbacchio finally let his huge cock move, slamming himself in and out of you with such force that you were practically bouncing up and down on his cock, causing you to fully push into Bruno's cock. "Take your daddy's cocks, okay? Be a good girl and take our cocks. I know you can do it."

        "Okay," you moaned, your legs tightly wrapped around Abbacchio's waist. It was painful.. but the pain was so fucking good. "I'll be a good girl and take your big cocks, I love you so much daddy's." And you meant it this time, you were going to be your best behavior. You bit down on your lip, bucking your hips back and forth, slamming into both of their cocks.

       "That's our dirty little girl, fuck you're so filthy," Bruno whispered in your ear, gently nipping at your earlobe as he matched your speed, loud smacks filling the air. "We love you too, we love you so fucking much."

       Abbacchio groaned, rolling his hips in and out of you, hitting your g-spot with each thrust. "Your our special little slut, we're going to fucking marry you and impregnate you with our fucking children. You'll be ours for eternity," he growled, smacking the sides of your ass.

        You tightened around his cock, "yes, yes, fuck yes!" You cried out, throwing your head back to rest on Bruno's shoulder. You felt a strong orgasm overwhelming your entire body, both of your holes throbbing with satisfaction. Thick wetness formed between your legs- you felt like you were going to explode. "I'm going to cum all over your fucking cock because I'm your little fucking slut," you moaned out, fully releasing, letting yourself squirt all over Abbacchio's cock.

       You felt Bruno give you three more thrusts before he filled your ass with his seed, pulling out and immediately replacing his cock with an anal plug, keeping his cum inside of your ass. "20 minutes," he said, placing a kiss on your lips. "You'll wear it for 20 minutes."

        Abbacchio came inside of you, pulling out instantly. A smirk appeared on his lips when you squirted all over his cock as soon as he pulled out, coating him with your juices and his own cum. "The shower is big enough for the three of us, let's shower. I'll clean the both of you up." His cock rested on your stomach, still carrying you in his arms. "Don't you ever fucking break our rules the way you did today. Next time you'll be severely punished," he threatened.

        You nodded your head, "I won't do it again. I promise that I'll be good." That was a load of shit- you give yourself a month tops before you piss them off again. Guess you were going to have to buy a wheelchair because next time you wouldn't get off as lucky as you did today. Good.

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A punishment never to be forgotten

I want you to strip me nude and spank me. I want it to go on and on until I am sobbing brokenly into your leg not resisting and accepting powerlessness and the pain I want you to go until my ass is red as humanly possible then I want you to gently spread my thighs and suddenly land a harsh smack on my pussy which sends me howling and slamming my thighs closed, this makes you smile "oh no little one we aren't done punishing you yet". next thing I know you clamp a spreader bar between my legs and begin your new form of punishment as I begin to yell squirm and cry trying to make it all end.

After a while, you stop and pull me off you and make me kneel in the corner my only instruction being to stay after you force me into my new position. I hear you walking back and forth a little until you appear behind me and push me so my hands are braced on the wall as I kneel legs out and spread presenting my lower half to you. Then you tell me to stay like this for a moment I hope it's over until a blinding pain registers in my cunt as you use your full strength to kick it I desperately cling to the wall as I scream before I have fully recovered you deliver 2 more to my cunt and then a moment later another one which makes me fall I cry and beg for mercy on the floor looking up at you only seeing your excitement evident in your pants you grab my hair and drag me over to the bed as I scrabble behind you trying to stay upright proving too hard with the spreader between my legs until I'm hauled over your knee again. Then you say voice dripping with false sweetness as you were such a good girl you can choose wooden spoon or hairbrush.

Reluctantly I splutter out the spoon please sir, a moment later the hairbrush is at my lips as you tell me to suck moments after I start you begin ruthlessly beating my pussy ass, and thighs with the spoon for what feels like an eternity before stopping and rubbing soothing circles on my bum as my sobs soften then you tell me to go kneel upright in the corner for 30 mins then my punishment will be done. moments later you appear behind me and gently fondle my pussy for a moment before sliding something in after a moment I feel a burning sensation take over my cunt as I look down I see the wooden spoon 1/2 way in my cunt covered in a red paste which I realize is a chilly paste, I keep crying begging for mercy as you sit and fuck me with it until its all in me then you tell me my corner time is over and I was such a good girl grinning ear to ear as you remove the spreader from my legs then as I stand up you quickly put my panties on holding the spicy spoon in me effectively. You pat the bulge where the spoon pokes out gently making me wince.

I quietly whine Sir I thought my punishment was over making you grin it is little on this is your punishment for talking to me like that come along now as you grab the back of my neck and drag me outside to the shed telling me to kneel I do and I watch you put on your gloves however my panic increases as you tell me to hold open the front of my panties and move to grab a handful of nettles I beg and plead but you just give me a stern look moments later my panties are stuffed front and back with nettles and you smile knowing the agony I'm in and say right now off to bed little one you must be tired after all your crying today smiling as you watch the horror overtake my face as I realize I'm in for a long night as I follow you inside.

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Daddy Prosciutto |Prosciutto x Reader Lemon|

Warning: daddy kink, dom and sub relationship, spanking, spit.

   "You see.. this just isn't acceptable attire for you to wear. You can't represent your commitment to me in a short skirt and a shirt that has your breasts hanging out. Throw these out," Prosciutto commended, throwing the items of clothing on the floor that he found slutty for some reason. "No more of this."

       You raised your hands in protest, in practical utter disbelief at what he was telling you to do to most of your clothes. "You're expecting me to throw half of my wardrobe out. Why?! These are my clothes Prosciutto, this is not fair!" Why was he trying to control you like this? So lame. So hot. Such a daddy.

       "Oh shut up. I'll just buy you some more clothes, clothes much more suitable for you. You need to cover up and respect me as your boyfriend now," he said, closing your clothes drawer gently. He turned around, purple eyes staring at you with sternness. "How does that sound?"

         You shook your head, prepared to give him a hard time. You didn't care about his stupid ass rules. You would break them with ease. "No! I don't need a man buying me things, I'm independent, so drop your shit." You rolled your eyes at him, glaring in his direction. You tried to hide your arousal. He was such a dominant man, and you liked that. That's why you agreed to date him. You needed to be dominated and controlled. It was so fucking hot, especially when he did it in front of the team and humiliated you.

        "You've been a huge brat lately, and I'm fed up." He shook his head, walking over to you. You stayed still, letting him grab you and drag you towards your bed. "You're getting punished and fucked," he snapped, ripping your shirt open, revealing your breast automatically because you weren't wearing a bra. "So naughty," he muttered, smacking your left breast with force, leaving a red handprint behind.

       You moaned, "Will you be my daddy Prosciutto?" You touched his face, causing his blonde eyebrows to furrow in confusion. "I want you to punish me and put me in my place because I like to be a real bad girl. I don't think that you'll be able to handle me, though. I see you breaking up with me in a week tops." Guys were never able to keep up with you. They always gave up. Ran for the hills. Was he actually different?

        "Break up with you? Please, I'm not going anywhere, so cut your shit. You are my girlfriend and you will stay my girlfriend. I have made my final decision, and I'm sticking with it, little girl." He raised his hands, grabbing your breast. "You want me to be your daddy? Let me show you who daddy is then," he muttered, fingers pinching your erect buds. "Pull down your pants and underwear and show me your pussy now.

      You were ready to listen to him, unbuttoning your pajama pants and pulling them down, revealing that you were wearing no underwear. You hoped that he wouldn't say anything because you did it in hopes of him spending the night with you. You were eager to please him always, you liked him so fucking much.

      "I want you to ask me to spank and fuck you, okay? Ask daddy to punish you for having a smart mouth for these past six days." He slipped two fingers inside of you, curling them inside of your core, automatically hitting your g spot. "Come on, be a good girl for me."

       "Yes, signore," you whined, collapsing into his body, your head resting on his exposed chest. "Oh wow, you smell like vanilla. That's so fucking hot, you're so fucking hot daddy. I'll listen to you, fuck those clothes. Fuck them," you practically moaned, face turning a bright red as you grew much too wet for your taste because he just started.. why were your juices already running down your thighs.

      Prosciutto let a gentle laugh escape his lips as he pumped his two fingers in and out of you, his other hand roughly smacking the middle of your bare ass. "See? Why were you pretending like you weren't going to listen to me, cara? You're so be silly but also very naughty for testing me," he spoke softly, letting his hand crash down on your left thigh, leaving behind a red handprint.

       "I'm sorry, Daddy!" You exclaimed, hands raising to grip his shirt, forehead pressed against his chest as you practically trembled in his arms, his hand raising to smack down on your left ass cheek three times. You were going to behave for him, take your punishment with no complaints, but you could at least apologize. You have been a huge brat for the past six days, but for a good reason. "I was just being a brat because I wanted your attention!"

      "How naughty of you," he said sharply, hand raising and crashing down on every inch of your bottom and sit spots, leaving every inch of your ass a bright red. He slipped a third finger into you smoothly, picking up the pace as he felt your juices leaking, running down his arm. "You're enjoying this so much. You've been needed a man in your life to take care of you and set you straight, haven't you?"

       "Yes, Daddy!" You exclaimed, tightening your grip on his shirt as you hopped up and down, his smacks causing tears of pain and pleasure to fill your eyes. "It hurts though, I didn't mean you that much harm! I'm really sorry!" You tightened around his fingers as his hits ceased, his hot hand gently rubbing your ass, trying to sooth your stings to no avail. You definitely were never going to push Prosciutto. He wasn't the kind of man who liked to have his buttons pushed.

        He pulled his three fingers out of you, gently pushing you onto the bed. "It's okay, I forgive you, baby. I know that you'll be a good girl for me now," he said softly, unbuttoning his suit, revealing his toned body and light six-pack. "You were about to cum so I had to stop, I want you to cum on my cock. Lay on your back and spread your legs for me please." He kicked his shoes off, unzipping his pants as he pulled down his pants and underwear, his 8 inch cock springing to life.

       You obeyed, positioning your head on the pillow as you lay on your back, legs spread and slick with desire for him. "Thank you so much for forgiving me, I promise that I'll be good for now on and listen," you whined, staring up at him with impatience as his purple eyes slowly creeped down your quivering, naked body. You talked shit for six whole days just to be put in your place in like 10 minutes. Damn.

       His cock twitched with anticipation, "you're so pretty.. and you're all mine. I feel bad for any guy that dares to approach you because I'll kill them. I have to keep a close eye on you." He shook his head, walking over to you. He climbed on top of you, hands wrapping around your waist as he pushed inside of your slick core with ease, a deep moan escaping his lips as he fully entered. "Fuck.. you feel so good. Such a perfect little cunt, want daddy to sleep with my cock in you all night? Want to get use to having daddy's cock inside of you?"

      You moaned, arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled his face close to yours. "I know I've only known you for five months but I love you, I fucking love you. I don't care if you love me back though, just please don't leave me. Stay with me please," you begged him, his cock bulging in your stomach, unmoving.

       "I love you too. That's why I've been so protective over you. You're so precious to me Y/N, so fucking precious," he said, licking his lips before he slammed his lips into yours, his cock thrusting in and out of you. The bed creaked back and forth, his tongue forcefully slipping into your mouth. He let his right hand drop, two fingers rubbing your clit fiercely- he was going all in tonight.

       You moaned into his lips, legs shaking as you tightened around him. When he pulled away from your lips, your face turned a bright red once his hungry purple eyes met yours. You felt so fucking filthy. "Spit in my mouth daddy," you whined softly, your juices wetting your sheets. Fuck, you didn't want to do laundry tonight.

       "I'm going to fucking murder your pussy if you keep talking dirty to me like that, I'll have to get you a wheelchair once I'm done with you cara," he practically growled, two fingers now gently slapping your clit as he rolled his hips and in and out of you, his free hand raising to grab the headboard as he spit in your open mouth. "You're driving me fucking crazy, fuck!" He added his two fingers inside of you, fingers moving next to your cock, stretching you out beyond your limits.

        You swallowed his sweet spit gratefully, trembling beneath him as you shook your head. "No no no please daddy," you begged, multiple orgasms flowing throughout your body as you squirted, refusing to hold it in. "I can't take it, I really can't!" Hot tears rolled down your cheeks, your body feeling overstimulated. You've never in your life been fucked this good before, the harsh sting in your bottom not even bothering you in the slightest.

        "But I'm not done," he taunted, shaking his head as he gripped the headboard, fingers and cock violating your poor pussy- you were going to be sore for days if he didn't stop soon. "I'm not fucking done baby, don't you want daddy to destroy your pussy? The bed isn't wet enough." He grinned down at you, the bed violently rocking back and forth.

       "No, no, please, please stop it, Daddy! I really can't take it anymore, please give me a break!" You begged him, snot and tears running down your face, more of your juices soaking the bed. "Stop it," you whined, hands dropping to push against his chest.

        He pulled his fingers out of you, sticking them in his mouth as he gave you three more violent thrusts before he pulled out, his hand dropping from the headboard to wrap around his cock, giving it three pumps before shooting his cum all over your breasts. "Was that fucking good? Did you like that?" He questioned, free hand smacking your sore womanhood twice. He panted above you, eyes wild with lust as sweat dripped from his body. His blonde locks were a hot mess, chest heaving up and down as his six pack glistened. Fuck, he was so fucking hot.

       You nodded your head, a low groan escaping your lips. Your entire lower body was sore, but it was so worth it. "Yes, Daddy," you whispered, hands dropping limply next to you. "But I can't move, I'm sore. You fucked me so hard daddy." Best sex ever.

        "How about I run you a bath and throw the sheets in the washer? I'll put some clean ones on the bed, and then I'll get in the tub with you and wash your little body. Sound good, baby?" He questioned softly, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips before standing up.

       You nodded your head, closing your eyes as another low groan escaped your lips. "Thank you, Daddy," you mumbled, letting your body go limp. Fuck, it was going to take you days to recover.