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The Race: Masterlist

A/N: If jjk and the fast and the furious had a baby...it be this. It's an ugly baby, but it's my baby. I don't know how to summarize this series except for saying street racer sukuna had me in a chokehold. And Sukuna doesn't go anywhere without my black fem oc, Bunny. Pray for me

Status: On-going | Taglist: Open

Overall Rating: R | Minors DNI

3 hours before The Race

2 hours before The Race

30 minutes before The Race

The Race: Start!

The Race: Lap One

The Race: Lap Two

The Race: Lap Three

Winner's Circle

𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: true form!sukuna, monster fucking with alpha!sukuna, A/B/O (meaning alpha, mega, and beta) no alpha and mega title used, daddy/mama, praise/teasing/mocking/praising degradation, biting, knotting, werewolf venom makes their mate go into heat to keep up like in the fic mine with werewolf toji, fucking on fur bedding, you said clan and for some reason my brain went wood bedframes and fur blankets no technology, we get candles for light, they have fangs venom and claws with sukuna have his true form extraness, double pentration, overstimulation, dacryphilia, biting, blood, pain kink, light size kink, toji is praising you while fucking you like he hates you, choking, full nelson, sukuna calls you pet twice, mind break, cream pie, fucking their cum into you. belly bulge from the amount of cum, forced orgasm, squirting

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: Requesting for clan leader! Gojo 😔🙏 gotta have that breeding kink in their somewhere!! Mans whole clan is asking for an heir right after you get married. In my mind Geto is still alive and kicking and has his own family. Gojo gets a terrible case of FOMO and ends up wanting a whole litter of kids for himself. goin at it like rabbits for DAYS.

Oreo: not this being in the drafts since September! im sorry anon! This was also giving me werewolf vibes with the word clan so one think lead to another. it gave me the chance to write the reader belly bulging with sukuna's cum so im excited about that

𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

Slapping your sloppy cunt, stuffing his thick warm cum in with two fingers he bit the claws off on. Whining, twisting your hips away. Smirking down at you, crooning “Where ya going mama thought you wanted to make me a daddy?” Pulling you into place by your hips.

You want Satoru’s fingers, cock, tongue, and cum filling you up. “I do wanna make you a daddy but you're too much. Can't keep cumming, but I wanna at the same time." Hooking your leg around his waist pulling him in.

His eyes momentarily widen. Ordering in a needy plead, “Call me daddy again mama.” Sliding your hand over his broad shoulders, down his thick pecs and abs. Over countless thin and thick scars ranging from pink to white in color.

“Daddy please lemme feel you!” Sliding your hand down his hard abs, biting you lip when he purposefully flexes. Grabbing your thighs pinning you in a firm mating press. Following the short wispy whine happy trail down to his beautiful long cock.

Lining his pale cock head up with your soft lip. Stroking yourself with his cock, circling your soft clit. He's so warm, soft yet hard. His breathy moan gets you off. “But you are feeling me, what more can my mama need?” Dipping his head, sinking his sharp fangs into your tit.

Moaning, he's intoxicating, sweet, warm, and pleasurable like having him massaging your sweet spot with his fingers. Your body is getting hotter. Thick slick drips down, your cunt aching with an insatiable need for Satoru.

Flicking your soft nipple with his warm tongue. Sucking, sinking his fangs in deeper when you cry. Shifting your hips trying to slip him in, whining when Satoru pulls back. Whipping the blood from his lips with his thumb.

"What does my mama need?" Nudging your sensitive cunt with his cock, spreading his hand on your stomach pinning you still. Gliding his cock up your clit refusing to touch your clit.

Admiring how your cunt split to take his pale pink cock head. Pleading with him, "Please give me more than the tip! I need you to knot me, keep your cum deep inside my sensitive cunt, please!" Slowly giving you his head head, letting the soft ridge vanish before gliding out. Lightly tugging on your cunt.

"You sure you need more than just the tip?" Nudging in his head, leaving it there, pressing down harder when you squirm. "You said I'm too much mama, you sure ya need me to knot n’ cum in ya?"

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

"Fuckin finally I can stuff ya full of cum again." Bending you over on the soft pile of blankets. Pulling your ass in the air, squeezing when you wiggle, piercing your skin with his sharp claws. Blood trickles down trickles down your hip. Thick cum drips down your thighs.

The pain is sweet mixing with mind-numbing pleasure. It's impossible to think, you can barely process Toji grunting, “I've been wanting to breed your sweet tight cunt for months. Ya gonna be so beautiful with your tits and belly swelling mama." Gliding his softening knot out tugging on your tight cunt, his cock is harder than before.

Despite stuffing your cunt full of cum three times. Toji is getting hornier, fucking your limp body harder. Testing your limits seeing how much you can take before you break.

Stepping on your head, roughly fucking his thick cock into you. Trembling, your sensitive cunt is gushing on his cock. How can still cum after the fifth you couldn't think to count.

The thick blankets muffle your moans, “Such a messy lil cunt she’s a beautiful lil super soaker. Gonna make you cream on my cock till my knot won’t swell up anymore.” You would be convinced he hates you with the merciless way he's fucking his fat veiny cock into you. If not for Toji's words and the fresh bite on your neck.

Bent over, back arched, legs spread with your cunt stuff his heavy balls slap your clit. His swelling knot catching on your tight sensitive cunt. "Fuck mama squeeze my fat cock with your tight sloppy wet cunt. Nnn I've always thought about how hot of a milf you'd make."

Slapping your ass, squeezing your cheek. Fucking you harder, the fur blanket muffling your cries. "Your beautiful little cunt is always so tight when you're in heat." Moving his foot, your body lurches forward from the strength of thrusts. "Fuck you're so damn perfect mama takin' my cock like a slut." Grabbing your hair, yanking your back.

Your back hits his hard chest. Wrapping his hand around your neck, standing up, your legs dangle, held by your hair, neck, and his thick cock balls deep in you. "Please Daddy please daddy please!" Squeezing his thick veiny cock, he's filling you up perfectly, stroking your sweet spot.

"Since that's all my stupid little whore can moan, you don't need to breathe right? I can fuck your cunt into a gapping broken cum stuffed mess with my hands crushing your neck, right?" Grabbing your thighs, propping your calf over his thick forearm. Pinning you to his chest in a full nelson.

Squeezing your throat, groaning, "Ya gonna be a beautiful mama, gonna suck on your tits when they drip milk. Make sure they don't get too full like your pussy is 'bout to be." His swelling knot tugs on your soaking wet cunt.

𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

Gliding his thick, veiny tattooed cocks out. "It's starting to trickle out the sides." Pushing on your bulging stomach, thick cum gushing from your sore, gaping cunt. Sukuna croons, "Don't pass out on me yet pet I'm having fun playing with you." His stomach's tongue relentlessly stroking your sensitive clit. Keeping you in an intoxicating mind numb pleasurable high, boarding on almost painful.

Lining his cock up, rolling his hips, arching your back, twisting your hips away from his slow deep thrusts. "Please don't stop!" Tears roll down your cheek when he pulls your hips back into place. Lifting you off the bed, slamming you down on his thick cocks.

The tip of his sharp claws digging into your skin shouldn't feel so good.

Taunting you, "Poor little pet can't even handle me n' you're cryin' for more! Keep fighting to stay awake mama. I need ya to keep taking my cocks till they get soft." Using your hips to guide your hot tight, squelching cunt on his thick cocks. Your cunt clenches, it feels too good to be senselessly fucked into a mindless mess by Sukuna.

Biting your side and breast, your body jolts, and your cunt clenches. It's too much venom at once, forcing your sensitive cunt to squirt on his cocks. "Fuckin' messy slut soaking the whole damn bed." Gliding his hand up your side, cupping your breast biting down.

Giving that intense high of squirting, yet your cunt can only spasm, getting tighter. Your body shaking, toes curling eyes rolling back. "If you do pass out mama, I could fuck my cum into your soft beautiful cunt when you're sleeping." Smirking grabbing your neck lifting you up right.

Looking up from Sukuna's thick pecs into his beautiful face. Dark crimson eyes glowing from his rut. "It would be a pity if I couldn't see you I love seeing you cryin'. But I wonder if your sweet little cunt will grip my cocks the same." Grabbing his arm and digging your short sharp claws in.

Sukuna leans his head back groaning. "Ya feel so fuckin' good mama, seein’ ya fighting to keep going this long is makin' is exciting. I might not be able to stop until your body gives out." His massive body trembles, your soft, soakign wet tight hot cunt squeezing and squelching on his fat cocks getting him off.

Fucking you faster on his cock. Flexing his arms when you pierce his skin. Thin rivulets of blood tricking down his biceps. Sukuna hunches over to roughly kiss you slipping his tongue into your mouth.

You're utterly helpless to do anything but happily take Sukuna's thick cocks. It's perfect you don't need to think or move. Only get fucked till you can't handle anymore.

oreo creampie m.list

Cowboy Sukuna x Cowgirl Plus Size Reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, written with a black plus size female reader in mind but anyone can read, she/her/girl used, female anatomy, flirting, sweet first date horseback riding/picnic, lewd thoughts on reader's part, semi-public {not getting caught}, fingering, riding/cowgirl, biting/marking, profanity, drool is mentioned. Lmk if I missed anything.

A/N: Finally getting to this after how long sheesh lol. Have been playing out everything in my head I hope I can write it out the same. This was way longer than expected and I begin to get deep into the story lol. Sorry not sorry 😝. Any who I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think.

Word Count:~4.1k+

Sukuna Ryomen is the best cowboy everyone has ever seen. Of course, he can be cocky at times and try to flirt with everything that moves but he does his job around the 1,500-acre ranch. A couple that was getting up in age decided to hire a few people to help out and it turned out to be successful. He was the first one to be there since he was a family friend then soon there were a few more hires after that. People admired him as a role model excluding the cockiness, but people like him and appreciate all the work he has done on the ranch.

One day he was going to get his horse King out of the stables and when he got there he was not cooperating. “Look here you hay for brains I don’t know what has gotten into you but today is not the day.” Sukuna struggled to get King out of his stables but once he did King knocked him into another stable and took off trotting. Sukuna picked up his black hat and stood up to dust himself off. He is so glad this was an empty clean stable. “Oh, when I get that damn horse he is going to pay” he fumed.

Sukuna grumbled and mumbled curse words left and right but when he walked out the stables in the direction King went he was stopped by someone he has never seen before. “Hi, you must be Sukuna I’m Y/N. Y/N L/N and this is my horse Ebony.” Sukuna looked to see the horse with neat braids in the mane and tail. Ebony bowed her head greeting Sukuna.

You held out your hand for him to shake which he took. “Yeah I’m Sukuna nice to meet ya both.” When he touched your hand it was so soft and warm the complete opposite of his. He looked you up and down taking in your features. Oh, he would love to take you right here and now. Sukuna loved what he was seeing but then he was distracted by King walking and nuzzling beside you.

“Say Sukuna I want to apologize for King’s behavior. You see I take care of a few horses at a time along with mine and he is the one that I just got assigned to a few days ago. So, while you are away I take care of him and somehow recently he doesn’t like to leave his stable unless I’m around, so I feel like it’s my fault for him to act that way towards you.”

Sukuna assumed you must have heard the little tussle he was having King, but he just smirked to brush it off. “Nah it’s fine. I didn’t think my horse had a good taste in women also.” You snickered as you looked at King who nuzzled your face. “Well, I can’t complain about that, but I can say he has taken a stronger liking to my baby Ebony here.”

Sukuna looked to see that you were right. Behind your back he would see King trying to get closer to Ebony and she didn’t mind. She seems to let it happen and to you it was rare because she would get a little “feisty” with the other male horses. Nothing serious but she didn’t want to be bothered by them a lot of the time. This time though it was different. She wasn’t putting up a front or anything.

“You are right. I have heard stories of a horse nearly kicking Ranger in the face the other day. I assume that same horse was Ebony. Am I right?” You shook your head. “Yeah you are right. That was all Ebony. They tried to get her to the breeding stable and she was not happy about it. I know she can produce a good offspring, but she knows when the time is right. Isn’t that right pretty girl?” Ebony moved her head up and down like she understood you.

Sukuna looked at you while you laughed at Ebony. Your laugh was so cute, and it matched you perfectly. You were the perfect girl to take back home to momma but also the perfect girl to fuck until the sun came up. You looked at his face and you could tell he was spacing out. “Umm Sukuna? Sukuna?” You waved your hand in his face and he snapped out of it. The waving didn’t do but it was the smell of something sweet and he assumes that it was the scent of something you used on your hands.

“Sorry about that darling. I couldn’t help but get distracted by your cute laughter.” You looked down to suck on your bottom lip as you smiled. Looking back up at him you can say he is a handsome guy. Buff, tall, nice face, even though he is a bit cocky from what you have heard but you would give him a chance. “Well Sukuna that means a lot. Especially coming from a fine-looking guy such as yourself.” He smirked and took off his hat. “Why thank ya ma’am. That is genuinely nice of you to say.” Sukuna attempted the country accent, which made you laugh.

“Y/N if you don’t mind me asking. Do you have anything to do this weekend?” You were surprised by his question, but it didn’t stop you from answering. “Hmmm now that I think about it it’s not my turn to clean the stables. In fact, I don’t have to do it for another few months since I won a bet against my friend earlier this week. So, to answer your question no I don’t have anything to do this weekend.”

“Well how about me and you go for a nice ride on the countryside. Whadda say?” You pondered on the thought but then Ebony started to dig her hoof into the dirt. You laughed because Ebony was also a horse that can sense b.s. from a mile away. “I would love to go. I’ll meet you here early in the morning. That’s when I let Ebony out to stretch her legs.” Sukuna grinned at you. “Alright I’ll be here and maybe we can go on a picnic too if that’s fine by you.” “Yeah that’s fine. I’ll pack a basket or maybe two because Ebony loves to eat anything when I’m not paying attention to her.”

“Sure, that’ll be great.” You were about to say something else but then you remembered you had to go meet up with your group to herd the cattle. “Say I have to go and herd some cattle in the pastures. Just be sure to come and find me tomorrow.” “Yeah, yeah no problem I’ll see you tomorrow.” You walked pass Sukuna while holding Ebony’s reins. After getting some room you climbed on top of Ebony.

Sukuna turned around to watch you ride on top of Ebony and he couldn’t help but see your ass move each step until Ebony took off with a cloud of dust trailing behind. King was right near his face. “I guess you are taking a nice look at Ebony huh?” King whinny softly and shook his head. Sukuna just chuckled as he grabbed King’s reins to climb on top of the saddle. “Come on maybe if we are quick enough we get to watch her. I bet you would love to spend more time with Ebony, and I get to spend time with Y/N.” Sukuna didn’t have to tell him twice when he took off in the same direction you went.

~Early Saturday Morning~

The sun was shining bright outside when Sukuna was walking to the stables to meet up with you. He couldn’t help but think of you all week. Even though you two spent time together for the past few days it felt like it wasn’t enough. As he was stuck in his thoughts he noticed you leaning against the wooden fence looking out to the field in front of the stables.

You were wearing the same scarf on your head from yesterday, but you were wearing a white shirt with a jean skirt. He bit his lip as he approached you. When Sukuna was right behind you he pinched the back of your thigh under your butt cheek.

You were about to start swinging but you turned to see Sukuna with his hands up. “Ugh really Sukuna you know I don’t like when you do that.” You laughed as you put your hands back down and turned around. “Hehe sorry babygirl but that is something you are going to get used to.” You looked at Sukuna’s face to see a smirk on his lips. You rolled your eyes and looked towards the pasture to see King and Ebony underneath the apple tree.

“So, it seems like King wanted to come out here to stretch his legs too.” You laughed. “Yeah since Ebony’s stall is right next to his and he kept making noises when I was taking her out so decided to take him too.” Sukuna hummed at your answer. “To tell you the truth he really didn’t have any other interest in the other mares around here since I got here. I guess he is like Ebony. Less feisty but he sure has an attitude.” Sukuna chuckled which made you start to chuckle too.

Your attention was turned to Ebony when she would look up at the tree every once in a while. You assume she was looking at an apple that was a little high in the tree. She would start to eat the grass again, but King stopped and looked up too. You weren’t expecting him to jump up and get the apple from the branch. When he landed he was holding the apple in front of her face.

She would ignore him, but it didn’t last long when he was closer to her face. Seems like she gave in because you saw Ebony bite her half off and King ate the other half. “That’s the first time I ever seen her calmly grazing with another stallion. She is fine around the mares and other animals but when it comes to other stallions on the ranch she keeps her distance. I wonder what she sees in King?”

You sighed and giggled but then you felt Sukuna arm wrap around your waist. “Maybe her taste is the same as a certain someone.” You were about to say something but then you thought about it. You keep your distance from the other men on the ranch and you do get kind of feisty the same way Ebony does. Sukuna on the other hand you felt like you could hang out with him and maybe you can get to know him on another level.

You felt your phone starting to vibrate and you remembered you set an alarm to get Ebony saddled up to go with Sukuna on your “date.” He looked at you as you put your phone back in your pocket. “Something important?” “Oh no I just set an alarm so I can have time to get the saddle on Ebony so you can take me for a ride on the countryside.” Sukuna laughed. “Well, if you are ready to saddle up then I’m ready too.” You smiled and then you called out to Ebony.

“Ebony, come here!” Ebony stuck her head up and galloped towards you. King soon followed behind Ebony. “Well looks like I didn’t need to do anything.” Sukuna smiled at you, and you did the same to him. Ebony was soon standing in front of you and King was standing in front of Sukuna. “You got yourself a girlfriend already buddy. Man, I need to catch up.” You laughed at what he said but if he meant what he said then maybe it wouldn’t hurt to give him a chance.

As the two of walked back to the stables to get them saddled up you and Sukuna made small talk. How you got the job here, how you and Ebony met and other little things. After getting on the horses, you had to go back to your living quarters to get the basket you packed for the picnic. Sukuna totally forgot that he added that part to his question yesterday, but he couldn’t complain because he was hungry. He hadn’t eaten anything yet, but he was also hungry for you.

Riding towards the back of the ranch you mentioned there was a path on the ranch that led to a quiet open space. It was far away from the ranch, and it was well hidden. You were the only one that knew about it so you could go there to just clear your mind without interruption and Ebony has room to trot around, lay in the sun and drink from the river. While riding down the trail you gently nudged Ebony to go a little faster. You turned your head to smirk at Sukuna as you were ahead of him.

Sukuna did the same thing to catch up to you. “What are you doing?” he asked when he caught up to you. “I’m not doing anything” you giggled as you shook the reins and nudged Ebony to get a head of Sukuna again. “Oh okay. I see what you trying to do.” Sukuna sped up and you let him pass you. “What's wrong? Giving up already?” he laughed.

That laughter soon stopped when you ran past Sukuna. “Nope, I’m just getting started baby” you shouted. He smirked and nudged King to start running in your direction. You two raced each other passing each other at each twist and turn getting farther away from the ranch. Sukuna could see the area you were talking about, and he thought he was going to get there first.

He looked around him and didn’t see you but then when he got to the bottom of the hill he saw you already taking Ebony’s reins off. “What the hell? How did you get here before me?” You started to laugh as you watched Ebony gallop in the other direction. “I took a shortcut.” You winked at him and spread the blanket on the ground. “Oh, you think you are slick, but I got something for that.” You laughed as you opened the blanket and sat down.

“Yeah okay mister.” You rolled your eyes playfully as you took things out of the basket. Sukuna hopped off King and took off his reins. King spared no time and went towards Ebony who was drinking water at the river that was in front of you guys. Looking around there was a wide-open space that wasn’t covered with trees and other parts were covered with trees creating shade. A running river was on the other side of the plain which led to a lake somewhere farther from here.

You passed Sukuna a sandwich you made, and he took a huge bite out of it. “Didn’t eat breakfast this morning?” You laughed as you took a bite out of your sandwich. “No, I didn’t. I wanted to see you, so I just showered, got dress and went to look for you at the stables.” He ate the rest of his sandwich in the second bite, and you were impressed.

You started to wonder about the other things he could possibly eat. Looking at his big hands your mind began to wonder what it would feel like to have his hands on your bare skin just caressing and squeezing you wherever he pleases. Your eyes wandered to the small opening at the top of his shirt and then they made their way down to his crotch. You squeezed your thighs a little thinking about how big he is, and you tried to make it not noticeable.

That didn’t work when Sukuna reached into the basket to grab another sandwich. He smirked as he looked forward. “Sukuna you don’t mind if I asked you something?” You heard a ‘mhmm’ come from him as he had a mouth full. “Are you seeing anyone else?” Sukuna swallowed what he had in his mouth and looked at you. “Yeah I am, and she is really gorgeous girl in my opinion.” “Oh well good for you. I wish the best for you two.” You sighed as you took a small bite of your sandwich and looked at Ebony and King laying near the riverbank underneath the trees facing away from you two.

Sukuna sensed something was wrong and he knew what it was. You didn’t see him move the basket and he surprised you by grabbing you to put you on his lap. Sukuna took the sandwich out of your hand and sat it in the basket. “Sukuna what are you doing?” you giggled nervously. “Baby I don’t know why you look so sad because I’m talking about you. You are the gorgeous girl I’m talking about.” You pouted your lips, but he grabbed your chin. “Now no need for you to go and start pouting. Those other girls at the ranch don’t compare to you. You should know that.”

You weren’t completely convinced, and Sukuna could see it in your face. He pulled your face closer to his with your lips barely touching. “Is there a way for me to convince you that you are only the one for me?” You were beginning to shake your head but then you felt his fingers pushing your panties to the side and gently to touch your clit. You moaned softly as the rough pads of his fingers rubbed your bud. You grabbed onto his shoulders as you felt his fingers move up and down your slit.

He leaned forward and whispered into your ear. “Convinced yet?” You felt his index and ring finger pull your lips apart and his middle finger gently pushed inside you. You gasped as you felt his finger explore your insides. “Sss-sukuna.” It was so soft, but he heard you. His cock was getting hard behind his jeans the more you moaned his name. You opened your eyes to look into his as you unbuttoned his shirt.

He bit his lip as he watched you. Sukuna felt your hands rub his chest all over his tattoos and then his abs. “Go ahead and take my cock out sweets. I know you want to see it.” He pushed his ring finger inside you. You covered your mouth since you were a little louder than before. “Be as loud as you want the horses aren’t here and there is definitely no one around.” You turned to see the horses are not in sight, but you know they won’t wander too far. The hand that was on your chin pulled your hand away from your mouth.

Your eyes were getting heavy from the pleasure of his fingers giving you a good stretch. Lifting your hands away from his abs you unbuckled the heavy belt that was over his button and zipper. You reached into his pants and noticed he wasn’t wearing anything. “I got to breath sometimes.” You laughed as you pulled him out. You massaged his cock in your hand you put your other hand on his face. He was so thick in your hand you wonder he would feel inside you.

The feeling of Sukuna’s fingers slowly disappeared which made you whine. “Aww baby don’t worry you will be much fuller in a few.” He eyed his fingers with your slick shining from the sunlight and then he put them into his mouth. “Mmm sweet. Just how I imagine it would be. Wanna taste for yourself?” You leaned forward to kiss him. You could taste yourself as your tongue touched his.  His cock was hard and throbbing in your hand as you lined it up with your pussy.

His hands pulled your skirt up and pulled your panties to the side again. You pulled away from him with a thin line of saliva connecting your lips. “Ready to take a ride on a cowboy for a change?” You shook your head as you lowered yourself onto his shaft. You moaned as you got closer to the base of his cock. It was stretching your insides more than his fingers. His hands were on you hips to push you down and you could the tip of his cock almost touch your cervix.

You moved your hips up and down slowly while your eyes were rolling to the back of your head. Sukuna was watching your facial expressions. Burning every single one into his mind. You looked so sexy riding him like this. He could feel your walls squeezing his cock and he could feel your slick dripping down to his balls. He liked the pace you were going but he wanted you to go faster. He started to pull your hips up and down faster than you were going. “Ww-wait Sukuna ss-slow down please.”

Sukuna didn’t listen and he was lifting you himself. When he had full control you started to lose a little feeling in your legs, but you felt every inch of his cock grazing your walls. A white ring started to form on his cock and some was getting on his jeans. He wasn’t worrying about that. He was too busy feeling your walls spasming around him as he fucked your g-spot. “Sukuna I’m getting close. I’m so close Sukuna.” You were holding to him for dear life as he continued to lift you up and down on his cock.

“Don’t worry I’m right behind ya. You just keep this pussy nice and wet for me.” You moaned as you felt his cock hit your g-spot again. A little drool was on the side of your mouth and your mind was starting to turn into mush. “Ss-shit where you want me to cum baby? You want me to cum deep inside this pretty pussy and breed you like the slut you are?” “Yes, please cum inside me Sukuna. Breed this pussy like it’s yours.” You felt him push you down hard each time he lifted you up.

“Yeah it's mine all right and no one else can have it. This my pussy now” he growled in your ear. Your shirt was slid to the side and Sukuna took his chance to suck and bite your shoulder and neck. You wrapped your arms around his neck to hold on to him as your orgasm grew closer with each stroke he took. “Fuck, fuck fuck, Sukunaaaa. I’m cumming. I’m cummm…” You buried your face into your arms as your cunt start cum on his cock.

You were still moaning as Sukuna keep fucking you to chase his high making you squeeze him more. You heard him growl as he bit you harder and then he slammed you down one last time. You felt his cock twitching and his cum being painted all over your insides. You were catching your breath making little moans as you relaxed on his cock. He was breathing so hard when he lifted his mouth off your shoulder. To see his bite mark on your shoulder was such a turn on for him.

You slowly lifted yourself to look into Sukuna’s eyes. He grabbed your chin and pulled you into a tender kiss. “Enjoyed the ride?” You smiled and shook your head as he rubbed your chin. He laughed as he noticed the sun was beginning to set and he could hear the horses running through the river. “Ready to head back?” Your mind was a little scattered, but you were able to talk. “Yeah that would be a good idea. It’s hard to ride back in the dark. I know because it happened to me.” You and Sukuna laughed as he helped you up.

Both of you straightened up your clothes and you packed up everything. Your legs were feeling like jelly, and you could barely get on Ebony. Sukuna helped you but not without smacking your ass. “Real cute.” You rolled your eyes as you lead Ebony up the hill. He smirked and laughed as he followed behind you. You could feel his cum moving inside you as you rode on. “So does this make us a thing?” you asked. “Yeah I meant what I said. That pussy is mine now.” You didn’t know he was beside you and he kissed your cheek.

You laughed but then you saw that he took off in front of you. “You son a bitch. That’s not far” you yelled. “Life’s not fair so come on before I beat you there” he yelled back. You shook your head and spoke to Ebony. “He doesn’t know us very well do he.” Ebony shook her head. You nudged Ebony and ran in the direction behind Sukuna, but little did he know you showed him the long way to get back to the ranch. Looks like someone is going to be butt hurt when he sees you there first.

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SOFT TOJI IS MY NEW FAVE OMG

welcome to my loft

warnings: soft!toji, shy!reader, black!coded reader, dry humping, clit rubbing, nipple play, princess is used once or twice, nothing rlly crazy, more plot than porn, toji is soo soft, he’s not a father in this!

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And there it was. His large palm caresses the underside of your jaw. Looking into your eyes like they held the most fine jewels. You don’t know what’s going on, or why it’s going on, but you can’t deny the way your heart has been resting at the bottom of your stomach all night.

This was supposed to be a first date. A chance to get to know one another outside of work. When Toji asked you out, you tried your best to act cool about it. Part of you knew this was coming, maybe from the way he lingered a little longer at your desk when coming back from his lunch break; or when he started asking you questions about what you do in your free time. He’d always end the conversation with, “what time do you leave today,” hoping that your response would be “whenever you get off,” but to his dismay, you were always working the night shift. He was lucky to even get a word out of you before he would clock out of his morning shift.

But see, today was different. For once, you worked early in the morning, and by the time Toji made his rounds toward you, it was already time to go. This time when he asked what time you were leaving, you responded with “right about now actually,” and you watched his lips force down a smile, eyebrows raising slightly, surprised at your answer.

“Oh, really? Doin’ anything after this then?”

“Mm, I don’t think so. I’ll pick up something to eat maybe, then I’ll go home.”

“So you’re free, is what you’re saying.”

You offered a half-hearted laugh. “Well, I guess that is what I’m saying.”

“How long can you wait to eat?”

“How long do I have?”

“As much time as it takes for you to get ready. I wanna take you out to dinner, if that’s alright with you.”

And this shocked you. There was a part of your brain that really didn’t want to believe he had been flirting with you all this time. Maybe it was his looks that bullied you into that way of thinking. His general frame was huge, shoulders broad, puffed out chest that had a hard time remaining restrained underneath the collared shirt he wore. His muscles were always visible, even during these now cold months, his arms were never covered. You couldn’t lie and say his presence didn’t make you nervous. You never failed to immediately start sweating as soon as he came near you. You weren’t used to talking to men in this sort of casual way. It was either full on sexual, or nothing at all. So when he first started talking to you, or asking about your day, you truly ignored it. Just another man pining for your looks. But you soon realized Toji was different. He looked you in your eyes when you talked, he remembered things you told him weeks prior and would ask about them, he’d even go as far as bringing you a drink or snack when he’d go on his break.

Long story short, you were more surprised than Toji probably expected you to be. You both exchanged numbers, and once he gets back to his seat, you immediately receive a text.

Toji (work): I’ll pick you up at seven. Wear whatever you want, of course. Just send your address whenever you see this.

You: okay haha, my address is 123 Tumblr Lane. it’s my parents house btw lol

Toji (work): *Toji (work) hearted a message* That’s fine? Lol

To be honest, this will have been your first date like, ever. Yes, you’ve had different experiences with guys, and yes, you would tell them you wanted to be taken out on a date, but none of them lived up to your expectations. So your standards for tonight were pretty low. You thought about allll of the “dates'' you've been on while you got dressed. You weren’t sure what to wear, realizing that nothing you owned really made sense for a date. But nonetheless, you find a simple maxi dress, all black with a slit down the side. It was long sleeved, but it wasn’t enough for the November chill, so you paired it with a black fur coat, along with a black shoulder purse. Your hair was braided a few weeks ago, thank god, you thought, because there was no way you’d have enough time to style your natural hair. It was almost seven when you took a final glance in the mirror, you started second guessing your all black attire, thinking maybe it was too simple for Toji. But before you could even think about an alternative outfit, your phone dinged.

Toji (work): Hey, I think I’m at the right place. Is it okay if I ring the doorbell?

You: sure! no one’s home, just me, i’ll come down.

A second barely passed before the sound of the doorbell reverberated throughout the house. The sound rang in your stomach as your nerves finally started to rise. God, when was the last time you wore heels? You practically slide down the stairs. Once you make it down, you open the door and the first thing you see is a beautiful bouquet of pink roses. It was big, like you knew it was expensive, big. Once your eyes meet his, you feel your cheeks burn. He finally breaks the silence.

“Hi, y/n,” he says sheepishly. His eyes started to scan your figure softly, luckily you wore black, because you were practically a waterfall under your arms. “You look… really good.”

You smiled, “Thanks Toji. Are these for me?”

“Oh these? Nah, just my accessory for tonight.”

“Haha, real funny….. Or are you serious?”

“Of course not y/n they’re yours.” He hands you the bouquet and stretches his other arm towards you to latch onto. His arm was bulky, you knew this, but feeling it was so different. He walked you to his car (an all black Dodge Challenger) and opened the door for you. This is when you began to take notes on how many things he does for you that no one else has done. So far, this is the second new thing for you. First, the flowers, now, him opening your door.

The car ride was so far, the best part of this night. He played some songs you never heard of, but instantly fell in love with. When you ask him the artist’s name, he starts telling you everything about them and how he found their music. This leads to some other side conversations and you can’t remember the last time you’ve laughed this hard. Not only was he the sweetest eye candy, but he was crazy funny. Your nerves started to relax a little into his verbal embrace, you felt so comfortable around him, it felt otherworldly.

Once you arrived at the restaurant and actually saw the name of the place, your heart sank. This was probably one of the most expensive dinner spots in town. You brought money of course, but you weren’t prepared to spend more than $30 on a meal. “Oh, Toji, this is… a lot. I don’t know if I can–”

“I know it’s expensive, I’m the one taking you out. So I’m the one paying. Relax baby.”

Baby. Baby, baby, baby. You’re his baby? Not his but… anyway, you were flustered to say the least. He told you to wait in the car so he can grab the door for you. He held his hand out for you to stabilize yourself with, and he never let go until you two were seated at your table.

The date was everything you could’ve dreamed of. It was filled with the same energy that the car ride had, the conversation was never dull and he always kept you laughing. Two hours absolutely flew by, and when it was time to pay and leave, you couldn’t help but feel a pinch of sadness in your chest. You never wanted this night to end.

As you approached the car, he asked you what your general consensus of the night was.

“Well, the food was amazing, so you already get a ten for picking the spot.”

“I am the best food picker I know.”

“... Right,” you gave him a slight shove and rolled your eyes. “The food was good and you're excellent at having a conversation.”

“I’d fucking hope so, damn. Those are two very normal things for a date. Don’t tell me you’ve never had a good conversation with a guy.”

He was opening the car door when he said this, and you looked up at him sternly, trying to give across the message that no you had never had a good dinner date with a guy.

Before saying anything, he walks around the car to get in. The first thing he did, before even starting the car, was ask you a question.

“This was your first date?”

“What?! No! Well… no okay, no this is not my first date. Just the first one I could actually remember having a good time, that’s all.” You looked at him meekly, but he didn’t look at you. There was a comfortable silence for a minute and you felt like you said the wrong thing. Would he think you were immature in some way? Is he wondering why you haven’t succeeded in a relationship?

Then, he looks at you.

“I kinda don’t want this night to end… would you be open to going to my place?”

“Sure, yeah…” you said without a second thought. What were you thinking?? Going to Toji’s house on the first date is not what you expected, part of you was excited, the other part was worried about what he thought was going to happen when you arrived there. He started the car and before he drove off you said one more thing.

"I hope you aren’t expecting sex.”

“Welcome to my loft.”

It was just as you pictured. The front entry way led you both right into the living room. The first thing you noticed were the amount of plants Toji had. They were luscious and all varied in size. He had a lot of mood lighting, and the space smelled so good. You felt like you were in a trance.

Toji gave you a mini tour, and once he was finished, he asked if you needed anything. “This may be weird but, can I borrow some clothes? I’m dying in this.” And he happily obliged, running and grabbing a simple t-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants. Afterwards, you both decide to put on Home Alone, claiming that it was only right to get into the Christmas spirit.

It was clear neither of you were interested in the movie.

“Ya know, I’d never take you home on our first date in the hope of having sex.”

“That’s not why I brought that up, Toji.” Both of your eyes never left the tv screen, but after a few moments, Toji turned his body facing you, and manhandled your body to face him. His eyes were serious. Your gaze almost looked bored, but really, you’ve had this conversation with other men and none were able to understand your point.

“What? You’re a virgin?”

“No! Not that…I’ve never— like, okay. I’ve had sex but– I don’t know. There were times when I didn’t want to, but I was horny? And I guess that confuses guys, so I’d do it anyway…” Your eyes were moving sporadically around whatever was behind Toji, anything to keep from looking at him head on. You could tell he was looking at you with curiosity, though, you watched his arm raise from your peripheral vision and you flinched slightly as he moved a few braids from in front of your face. His hand brushed your ear and you felt your body go limp.

And there it was. His large palm carressing the underside of your jaw. Every memory from tonight clouded your head at once and you swore the room was spinning.

“Y/n, why do you think I’d care about that?” His tone was gentle, low and firm, you couldn't help but tear up. “I don’t know Toji, I just— I don’t want to start something I can’t finish. But I want to start it? I don’t want you to be mad at me if I want to stop.” He scooped your chin up to force you to look him in the eyes. He was such a beautiful man.

“Awh princess,” he said deeply, almost as if he was tantalizing you, “I could never be mad at you. You can stop anything anytime and I will always respect that.” His eyes never left yours, and you know this moment is sweet and wholesome but you can’t deny the wet patch forming in your panties. This is all you’ve ever wanted and god was it attractive. You licked your bottom lip and he mirrors your actions. The silence was so peaceful, you could stay just like this forever.

The kiss is warm, that’s the only way you can describe it. His lips are so soft and his hand stayed resting on the side of your cheek. You started pawing at the hem of his large t-shirt, whimpering as his tongue made its way inside your mouth. You were so hungry for him, he was so hungry for you, but he wanted you to take your time and show him what you wanted. When the kiss finally broke, you two stared at each other with your foreheads pressed together. The silence was long gone as the sound of your heavy breaths filled up the room. You weren’t sure why you did this, but you felt the urge to wrap your legs around him, straddling his waist and wrapping your arms around his stomach. Your head rested on his shoulder, and he did nothing but rub small circles on your back. As he adjusted his position to get more comfortable, you felt the incredibly hard and incredibly large bulge in his pants. It made your hips jolt up and a small gasp left your mouth. You could tell he was trying to be careful with you, he stopped trying to get comfortable to give you a chance to say something if you didn’t feel comfortable.

You were the very opposite.

Now you were repositioning yourself, slowly swaying your hips back and forth. No words had been spoken between you two, and this didn’t bother you. Toji could sense your desperation to get off, it was cute to him. You were so much shyer than he thought you’d be, but this was not a problem. His hands found their way to the sides of your waist, kindly guiding your hips as you continued humping him. You were practically crying at this point, your speed revved up ever so slightly and the whimper you let out right next to Toji’s ear made him feel like jello. You could feel his dick get harder and harder.

You finally picked your head up from his shoulder and could see the mess that was Toji Fushiguro. His hair was disheveled, sticking on beads of sweat on the sides of his face. His mouth was partly open and his eyes, oh his eyes were lustful. Dark green orbs sending electric shocks straight to your heat. He smiled at you, and gave your lips a peck as his hands traveled lower. Massaging the flesh and encouraging you to pick up the pace. There was something so lewd about using him to get off. You know it had to feel good for him, but it was you who was feeling all the friction. The friction created by your panties and the sweatpants he lent you were enough to send you dry heaving and clutching onto his chest. You were almost embarrassed by how sensitive you were.

“T-that’s it baby. You okay? This feel good?” You could do nothing but nod your head repeatedly and whisper yes yes yes as you kept striving for your release. “Mm, princess, you look so good like this. All a mess f’me.” His breath was ragged, you looked down to see a wet spot forming on his pants, the sight was all too much for you. This whole night was way too much for you. The amount of non-sexual foreplay that led you to this moment made it so much better than it would’ve been without it. Soon enough, your hips began to sputter, and your motions weren’t following a pattern like before.

“M’gonna cum Toji, I’m gonna c-cum–”

“Yeah? Baby’s close?” His hands found their way under your shirt and he started playing with your sensitive tits. Finding your nipples and rubbing the bud in between his thumb and pointer finger. That sent you into overdrive. Your head fell back and your grip on Toji’s shirt only tightened. You were too incoherent to form a sentence– a phrase even. All you wanted to say was thank you, but between your pants and his, Toji wasn’t able to comprehend it. “Mm, I’m so proud of you, doin’ so good bein’ a slut f’me.” His fingers started sliding down your stomach, making their way to the edge of your panties. "Is it okay if I touch you here princess? You can say n-"

"Please please please Toji, please touch me," and with that, he stroked two fingers against your soaking cunt. He spread the lips softly and found your clit, puffy and throbbing. He started making small circles on it, his fingers got more slippery with each motion. His eyes never left yours in these moments, and it was driving you insane. You were so overstimulated by everything. The way he smelled, how he was touching you, the way he caring for your body-

"Oh my god Toji right there right there, please."

"Right here baby? Mm, so wet for me. You gonna cum? I can feel your pussy throbbing. I got you all worked up like this?

Your orgasm washed over you like a giant wave, his last words made a yelp escape from your lips and you crashed down into the crook of his neck as you rode out your high. He pressed open mouthed kisses up and down your neck as you composed yourself, and his hands found their way right back your waist like before, rubbing in those small circles.

“I’m s-sorry. I finished too fast I swear I’m not like that it was just so much and you were-”

“Shh, shh. I understand princess, it’s really no big deal. I like that actually, it shows how much likeeee me,” he teased, and you pushed his chest playfully like before. You both were smiling like children and you don’t know why you guys were laughing, and you were okay with that.

Thanks for reading!

Whew babe, swear I don’t even fw doffy like that but 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

♥︎. — doflamingo donquixote x reader

♥︎. — no matter how far away you run, bad habits always seem to catch up to you. doflamingo was one of those bad habits you tried to run away from. in the end, you never stood a chance.

♥︎. includes. — angst, black!reader, female!reader, slavery, violence, toxic relationship, infidelity, dubcon, fingering, rough sex, choking, mild bondage, biting, humiliation, degradation, mind break.

♥︎. tags. — @dejwrites

♥︎. Inspiration. — valentino by years and years ft. mnek // jokes on you by charlotte lawrence

Doflamingo is a bad man.

There was no rebuttal or argument to that statement. Even his closest members could attest to these words. He was feared throughout the land of Dressrosa and partook in unforgivable acts, killing even his parents and the brother who he loved.

One of his other notable actions was his interest in woman. More specifically, a certain woman. It wasn’t uncommon for men like him to abuse their power and use women like objects. From kidnapping to just buying a female slave, they raped and killed women as they saw fit. You were not an exception.

When Doflamingo first met you, your previous master was selling you after growing fearful of you. He wouldn’t explain why and was quick to offer you to doflamingo for a low price. It was suspicious to say the least. One wouldn’t sell a slave for such a low price and the look of fear that covered the man’s face was evident. That could’ve been chalked up to not wanting to anger him, but a noble like him was to stuck up to show fear like he did.

If you were a dangerous and volatile person then he could’ve easily killed you, no matter how strong someone is. They could easily become a slave with the right restraints and training. As soon as the transaction was completed, the noble sent one last fearful glare towards your battered form before making a quick getaway. Doflamingo narrowed his eyes behind his rose-tinted glasses and stood for a moment staring at the back of the far gone noble. His last words replaying in his head.

“Be careful with her, she’s fucking crazy”.

Initially, he planned for you to work as a palace worker, maybe even as an test subject for his artificial devil fruits if it came to it. However, you were to intriguing for him to just leave your side that quickly. Throughout the whole exchange you just stood there with a bored and blank expression, as if you didn’t care that you were being sold like a object. While it was common for slave to lose their sense of self in the slave life, they still showed some sort emotion to being sold from noble to noble. Whether is be sadness from being separated or fear of whether their new master will be worst than the last. Doflamingo had a knack for sensing the negative emotions in people.

When you both returned to the palace, he ordered the other female slaves to clean you up and make you presentable. He hadn’t seen you for most of the rest of the day as he had other stuff to attend to. He was confused on why it was taking so long for the maid to wash you up.

It was the end of the day and he was retiring to his room to rest for the night when he saw you again. The maid had misunderstood his intentions and thought you were just another sex slave he had bought. They had cleaned and groomed you to udder perfection, just the way they knew he liked it. You sat on his plush bed with a pink lace lingerie set, your face adorning light makeup that made your face look similar to that of a doll.

While at first Doflamingo had no intention of using you for sex, now that all the grime and dirt was washed away and the maids did their work. You looked absolutely stunning, and there was no way he was going to pass on opportunity to bed you.

As he was using you as his personal fuck toy, your personality did a complete 180 as your black and expressionless face turned into pleasure and lustful. You were very vocal about how he was making you feel and he was sure the whole hallway could hear your pleas and moans. He was surprised at the sudden turn of character but it wasn’t one he didn’t welcome.

The way your cunt felt around his cock was a sensation he hadn’t felt before in any other of his slaves. It felt like you were sucking him in every time he pulled out, and it was addicting. What really made him hooked was when after he was done with you, having spent all his energy into fucking you into the mattress. You still had the audacity to climb on top of his spent form and fuck yourself on his sore cock.

At the time, he was to out of it to see that crazy look in your eyes. Despite being tired, he did not disappoint in thrusting into you with his remaining strength, causing you to let out a small gasp and your back to arch. He was slightly annoyed you wanted to continue without his permission, but he the urge to satisfy your needs. The sheer tightness of his grip on your waist was sure to leave bruises in the morning but he was the last person to care. The fast and rough pace of his thrust were dumbifying as the pleasure left your mouth open in silent screams and moans. The sinful sounds of skin slapping echoed through the room as endured his rough pace and cried out in euphoria when he ripped out orgasm after orgasm out of you.

Before you were taken in by Doflamingo, you didn't care much for sex. You accepted your fate as your previous master’s sex toy but you never enjoyed it or was interested. But when Doflamingo came along and showed you just what a real orgasm felt like, you were instantly hooked on sex. You didn’t care what he did with you as long as he continued to satisfy your new addiction.

It was then that your fate was decided as his personal and favorite sex toy. It was common to see you walking around the castle with nothing but a barely covering bikini top and a silk skirt with separate panels suspended from a metal belt. It would be easier to list what it was covering than what it was revealing. This was so that whenever Doflamingo had the urge to fuck you, that all your parts were easily accessible. And it didn’t matter when or where he had the urge, he could be in the middle of a meeting and you would be in full view to everyone as you sucked his cock, and somehow, you always looked pretty while doing it. His “family” wouldn’t dare say anything about it, they would just continue with the meeting as if everything was normal. Because in Doflamingo’s eyes, it was.

This dynamic continued for years, with Doflamingo ruling over Dressrosa and you sitting right at his feet like a lap dog, his hand running through and resting on your head. Sometimes he would even let you sit on his lap, but that was only when he wanted something more than you sitting there. There would be citizens of the island begging for their request to be fulfilled or someone coming to challenge his authority. And there you were, bouncing prettily on his cock, cheeks flushed and eyes rolled back as you try to reach your high, uncaring of being watched or possibly being in the way.

On occasion, he would put in a slight piece of effort of thrusting into you, he liked to hear your surprised moan and your hands gripping his thighs to center yourself. He also had a habit of pulling your hair, rather roughly at that as it forced you to strain your neck. When he did this you could see the people behind you, watching your shameful actions with uncomfortable and shifty expressions. Instead of it embarrassing you, it only served to further excite you and motivate you to reach your next high.

Against your better judgment, it was safe to say that you were actually falling in love with Doflamingo. Perhaps it was a severe case of Stockholm Syndrome but you couldn’t exactly deny to fluttering in your chest whenever Doflamingo came to seek you out when you were doing other tasks. He made you feel special when he made you exclusively his unlike his other sex slaves, who were free to be used by the other family members. When he had to travel to other islands he would always bring you back something whether it be jewelry, lingerie he wanted you to wear, or new clothes. The thing you treasured the most though was a custom collar that Doflamingo had gotten for you. It was pink with two silver D’s connected at the front. You couldn’t have been more prouder to show it off and you wore it with pride.

From what Doflamingo can remember, everything started going downhill when he allowed you to go outside and to the city. He knew you were obedient and was obsessed with him as he was with you so he had no qualms about letting you wander outside. And even you were excited, no matter how much you loved Doflamingo, you missed having the sun in your face and watching the different life of the townspeople.

Of course you were always accompanied by a family member, he couldn’t put that much trust in you, but you were fine with it as long as you were able to go out. The first few outings were fine, when out you would dress more modestly than at the castle but still wore the collar to show people who you belonged to. At the end, you would always tell him about the sights you saw and new foods you tried. He couldn’t lie and say that seeing you so happy over something (that’s not his dick) made a weird feeling of his own in his chest.

However, after a few short months of this Doflamingo noticed a change in your behavior. You became distant and more focused on fulfilling his needs than yours just to get away quicker. You weren’t as opening about your feelings as before, you didn’t tell him about your outings as much. He sometimes noticed your longing gaze when you thought he wasn’t looking. When he asked the family member attending to you, they reported that you would spend more time in jewelry shops looking in the ring section, or you would stare at couples in the streets, and that you would stop and stare through a wedding shop window when there was a wedding dress displayed.

Doflamingo had frowned at this information as he slowly started to piece the puzzle together. He wasn’t dumb to what you were obviously going through and he wasn’t having it. You were nothing more than his slave, he held no real feelings towards you. It was idiotic of you to catch feelings for him and he wasn’t going to let you continue on with this idea.

He didn’t confront you, instead he decided to pull away, to entertain his other toys that he had been neglecting. It started out small, like not calling for you at the usual times or dismissing you quicker than normal. You thought he was just busy, that he would surely go back to smothering you when he was finished. But then it got worse. He would go a whole day without calling for you and when you tried to initiate something yourself, he would push you away or glare at you. He never did that before.

You was scared to see the truth, so you kept on hurting. You noticed when things started to get bad. You was so fixated on everything they fed to you in the beginning, that you ignored everything happening in the present. The lying, the sleeping around, and the manipulative tactics. You realized it all, but because you wanted so much more for the two of you. You pretended like it didn't affect you when it really broke you.

Your worst fears were coming true as you could only sit and watch as your beloved master was apparently losing interest in you.

The final straw was when you caught him fucking another woman in the same personal bedroom that he had gifted to you. It wasn’t even some lowly slave like you either, it was the former princess of Dressrosa. Watching the man you had feelings for ravage another woman, that was far better than you in every way, was heartbreaking. You could tell that she didn’t even like it, that she was forced into this position yet Doflamingo looked like he was enjoying it. Did you mean so little to him that you were so easily replaced by a woman who didn’t even want him?

With all this turmoil and heartache, you couldn’t handle being by his side any longer. Not only because of the fact he didn’t care for you anymore but because you were afraid of what his indifference could mean for your future. You saw what his experiments turn out like, you didn’t want to end up like them. It was settled, you would run away from the palace and your shackles.

One thing you've learned as you grew older, is that no one is irreplaceable. Especially not someone who has been horrible to you. once you realized your worth, you saw how much more you deserved. if that means cutting ties with someone you once loved, then that's what you had to do.

Unlike most slaves, you didn’t need a hardcore plan to escape. Doflamingo’s first mistake was removing your bomb collar to put on your collar, you also knew all the schedules of every family member and worker inside the palace, and most importantly, knew which ship rides sailed off or came in. All thanks to sitting in meetings and pretending to be a mindless whore. You put your plans in motion the next night, it wasn’t hard to fake your usual bimbo nature and garner no suspicion.

It was surprisingly easy to sneak out in the dead of night during one of the guards shift rotations. You were able to use some of the money you had to pay for a ticket to board a cargo ship. You were careful to hide your slave mark that adorned most of your back with a dress and jacket. For once, you were grateful for Doflamingo being so possessive of you and hiding you away most of the time as the captain of the ship didn’t recognize your face. You acted like a desperate (but not to desperate or else it would be suspicious) woman who needed to catch the next ship over to a far away island to close a business deal. Acting like a separate branch of Doflamingo’s delegate. The captain was quick to let you ride the ship, not wanting to inadvertently anger Doflamingo himself.

As you sat on the rocking ship, listening to the waves hit the wood and the creaking of the floorboards as the workers busted their asses. To you, it was foreign and new, it was scary yet exciting at the same time. The realization that you had escaped from under Doflamingo’s thumb without much hassle was exhilarating. There was still a part of you that was on high alert and fearful, waiting for some type of enemy fire that belonged to Doflamingo. Fearful that he had realized you escaped and was coming after you, coming to take you back, coming to kill you.

But as the night progresses and the sun begins to rise, you let out a breathe that you had been holding in. The ship was far out of Dressrosa territory now and to far for him to catch up anytime soon. As soon as the cargo ship landed on its first island, you exited the ship and bid the captain farewell. From then on you took ship to boat until you were as far away from him as possible, and for the first time in your life, you were free.

When Doflamingo had noticed your disappearance, it was midday and the usual time you would come seek him out. He hadn’t been all to worried at first when you didn’t arrive since you did walk in on him, he knew how emotional you could get sometimes. However; after sometime he decided to find you out himself, after all, even if his plan was to crush your feelings you were still his favorite sex toy and he couldn’t help but crave the warm, gummy walls of your cunt and the way your body molded and shifts in his hands, or the way your face contorted with pleasure when he hit that perfect spot.

He searched the walls for your short form and asked the passing people if they had seen you. They all had shaken their heads and say they hadn’t seen you since last night. After search most of the castle he went to your room, already in a bad mood for having to search for you. When he got to your room he busted open your door with clear intent to let you have it, but he froze when he was greeted with a empty bedroom. His heart began to race as the possibility of you running away was clear. He went into the room to look for signs of an escape but none of your stuff had been taken. When he was about to leave and do a deeper search of the castle something caught his eye from the bed.

He went closer to the bed and his stomach dropped and his anger rose. There on the bed laid the collar he had gotten you, nearly folded and beside it laid a note saying one simple word.

“Bye”

The castle erupted in chaos after that, members searching the entire castle for you, ships deployed to catch any ship that had departed from the island last night. Even with all this, a part of Doflamingo knew you were gone but he didn’t care. You were his woman and he was getting you back no matter what, even if he has to travel across the world for you.

It’s been five years since you escaped and the only way you could describe it was, freeing. You were born into slavery, a product of rape from your mother’s master so you never knew what it felt like to be free. At first it was scary, always looking over your shoulder for danger, being suspicious of anyone who looked at you for to long or funny. But as time moved by with no incident, you slowly grew comfortable with your life.

You had traveled to a rather populated island, so that if someone did come looking for you it would take them quite awhile, giving you enough time to get away. The hiding of your slave mark was a difficult task, covering it with a large amount of waterproof makeup. Overall, you could proudly say that you had escaped slavery.

Your greatest achievement though was getting a husband. A man who consistently pursued and loved you. At first you tried to turn him down, believing that you didn’t deserve his love but he was persistent and eventually got you with his love. Making you a housewife and taking over the role of moneymaker; in the beginning, it disturbed you at first because it was almost like slavery all over again except disguised as him taking care of you. But over time you grew content with your life, happy even, with the peaceful living.

In his eyes, you had never experienced a fall from grace. You had always been the pretty little smart, sweet, happy-go-lucky, and easy on the eyes woman. He was convinced you were an angel right here on earth. To your dear husband, there was nothing wrong that you could ever do. Any time you broke one of his loosely defined rules like “no revealing clothes,” all it took was batting your eyelashes and a noncommittal apology before you were back in his good graces. In his eyes, you were the perfect housewife. It didn’t matter to either of you that you were spoiled rotten.

As long as you continued to run around in your short sundresses or look at him with those puppy-dog eyes as you ask him to fuck your pretty cunt before heading off to work. Then he could continue letting go of those fleeting moments of uninterest in your eyes, or the moments where you seem to be somewhere else as he makes love to you for the fifth time that day.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to ask him to cum inside you, begging even, claiming you wanted his baby and to have a family. This always unsettles him, he already has insecurities on whether he is actually pleasuring you and now your asking for a baby. He’s not sure he’s ever even made you cum before. Whenever you ask him, he always shys away, pulling out and cumming on your stomach or back. It only further upset him when you seemed so distant from him.

Maybe, just maybe, this woman who appears infatuated with him will revive his confidence.

The perfect life you were living was quickly destroyed before you could properly enjoy it.

It was supposed to be a normal day of peacefulness until there was a knock on your door. It made you confused because you weren’t expecting anyone nor did you order anything to be delivered today. Still, you went to open the door. Your heart dropped to your stomach and your face fell at the sight of a familiar body towering over you. Your body tensed, old habits resurfacing and you fought to not lower your head to avoid eye contact.

When you quickly tried to close the door on him, he simply forced the door opened and forced his way in. His signature pink fur coat was draped over his shoulders and his smile only served to scare you. Despite your fear, you wouldn’t back down without a fight.

“Get the fuck out of my house,” you demanded, not daring to raise your voice at him but still holding your ground.

You didn’t expect it to work but it was still insulting when his first reply was a boisterous laugh as if what you said was amusing to him. You felt your anger rise and you glared at him.

“What the fuck is so funny!? Get. out.” You restated, close to losing your whatever restraint you had.

In an instant he stopped laughing and his arm shot out, his hand gripping your lower face and forcing you further into the apartment and against a nearby table. You scratched at his hand, desperately trying to pry it off of you. Doflamingo only tightened his gripped and smiled at your scared expression.

“Now now, that’s no way to talk to your master. Being free has obviously been a bad influence on you~” he spoke, his words only making you glare daggers at him. “I’m here to collect what’s rightfully mine”.

Suddenly, he flipped your body around and forced your upper body to lay on the table and your legs to spread. You gasped in surprise and you tried to close your legs but he stopped you by using his strings. He used one of his hands to keep your hands bound behind your back. You were embarrassed by the suggestive position and fought to break out of his iron grip.

He flipped up the skirt of your dress, revealing your bare ass and cunt. You strained your head to look back at him, fearful of his intentions.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing!? Stop it!-“

You were shut up by him shoving in two of his long fingers into your cunt. The pain of the forcefulness and sudden pleasure caused you to let out a silent scream.

“Didn’t I tell you to watch your mouth? You’ve become such a naughty girl, you used to be my perfect toy and look what happened,” he said in fake sadness. He scissored his fingers inside you, making you squirm under him. “Guess I’ll have to teach you that you belong to me and not some weak, ugly piece of shit you call a husband”.

“Don’t you dare talk about him like that! He’s hell of a lot better than scum like you!” you yelled, defending your husband.

Instead of getting angry like you expected him to he chuckled, “is that so? I’ve got to say, you have poor judgment skills”. You scowled and furrowed your brows in confusion, “what’re you talking about?”.

Doflamingo didn’t reply in words but took his fingers out you, leaving you to feel a sense of emptiness as you were close to finishing. He took out a video snail and played a recording of your husband have sex with another woman. Their voices were clear when he declared that she was better than you, saying how you made him feel like he was lacking.

You watched with absolute disgust and disdain for the man you called husband. However, there was no heartbreak or sadness as you never truly loved the man. Still, it was distasteful for the man you grew to like to betray you in such a way and then berate you during the act.

Despite all this, you are still resistant towards Doflamingo. “So what? you think that is gonna break me? I’ve handled worse having to deal with your ass. All the shit I’ve had to deal with to please you only for you to go a fuck a woman who didn’t even want you, hates you even. I’m done putting up with your bullshit Doflamingo,” you spat, pure venom dripping from your words.

It was silent for a moment. The video had stopped playing and there was so movement. You thought that your words had finally pushed him over the edge and he was going to kill you, after all there was no way he would leave here without killing you out of revenge. To send a message to other slaves who even think about running away.

The silence was interrupted when he shoved his two fingers back into your cunt. The action causing your body to tense in surprise and making you let out a moan you suppressed.

“It looks like I need to reteach you that the only time you should make a noise is when your screaming my name, moaning in pleasure, or on the rare occasion that your asked to speak,” he said. Expertly moving his fingers to help you reach your climax, pressing against your g-spot and scissoring.

You couldn’t make out any sensible words to fire back at him, forced to bow your head in pleasure. Just as you were about to finish, he pulled his hand away, leaving you unsatisfied and dripping. Tears were streaming down your face and you whimpered at the loss of his fingers, you could feel yourself slipping back into your sex-driven mindset.

Doflamingo leaned down, pressing his body against yours and brought his mouth next to your ear. “You know you want me,” he says softly, his hand caressing your inner thigh, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath as it a shiver down your spine. “and it’s killing you.”

You turned to look at him with a weak glare before muttering a single word.

“Die”.

He sighed and shook his head in disappointment, his frown turning back to a smile. He moved his hand back to your cunt and rubs his thumb against your clit and his middle near your entrance, pushing ever so slightly as if he needs to remind you of just how much you love having him inside of you.

"Tell me how fucking bad you want it, slut," he whispers from behind you, keeping his tone low and silky. “Tell me how much you want my cock inside your pussy, pounding into you and turning you into a complete slut like old times,” he crooned in your ear. And fuck, that word. You hated to admit it but being called a slut is something Doflamingo has always done to turn you on.

Shuddered sobs erupt from your lips at his filthy words as you squirm against his body, pressing yourself onto his clothed erection, finally giving in to the pleasure. “Fuck, please please please I’ll be good, I’ll do anything- please fuck me!”

It was those three words that had Doflamingo grinning like a mad man. He picked your body up from the table and threw you over his shoulder with little regards of your safety. You let out a surprised yelp as you instinctively grabbed onto the back of his shirt for security. It’s been a while since someone manhandled you and so easily at that, that the action only served to arouse you further, your cunt drooling in anticipation for what’s to come.

Doflamingo makes his way towards you and your husband’s shared bedroom in long strides. You grunt as he drops you onto the bed on your back. You unconsciously scoot away from him, still trying to somewhat resist him; however, you weren’t able to get very far as he grabbed your ankle to dragged your body back towards him at the foot of the bed. The action also making your short dress rumple up to your waist, showing off your bare, soaked, lower half.

You let out a gasp when Doflamingo spins you around and puts you face down onto the bed, yanks your wrists behind your back, and wrapping them with his string. The thin material digging into your soft skin, threatening to break skin and draw blood if you struggle just to much. It only takes a few seconds, and Doflamingo steps back to admire the picture, a gorgeous body and round ass, cunt dripping onto the sheets from between your open thighs, the blush on your face. The way your skin reddens immediately when he swats your ass, hard enough to make a noise and cause you to jump in shock and pain.

Your natural response was to try and move away from him, but he grabbed your hips and pulled you back. “Where do you think you’re going?” He tauntingly asked.

He positioned his body behind yours and the anticipation of his next action was killing you. Doflamingo snickered at your bodies reaction to him, just sliding his fingers along your cunt had your body shaking in desire. Even though he wanted to tease you further, he was working with borrowed time.

A loud gasp followed by an unrestrained moan tumbled from your lips as the older male finally pushed his throbbing cock inside your aching cunt. Doflamingo didn’t give you any time to adjust, immediately pounding away and filling the house with shameless slapping sounds of skin hitting skin along with your pleasured cries. It was nothing at all like sex with your husband, it was so much more consuming, as though you were being devoured whole. You reveled in the feeling.

You could never go back from this point ever again. Not after you’ve been reintroduced to the pleasure that Doflamingo provided you. It was hard enough on you these past few years to restrain yourself and accept the mediocre sex your husband provided you, but now that you had a taste of that euphoria pleasure again. You don’t think you can go back to that mundane life again.

Doflamingo’s pace had grown merciless and his thrusts were brutal. You felt like you were being torn in half, and yet, you’ve never felt more euphoric. There was tears streaming down your face, ruining your mascara and staining the pillow under you. It came to the point where the ecstasy was driving you over the edge, making you feel as though you were dying. The experience was equally terrifying and exciting.

The moment you felt that knot in your stomach pop, your voice had long gone hoarse as you let out a strained scream and arched your back in pleasure. Your legs were weak and wobbly from the orgasm, you were only able to stay in your position by Doflamingo holding your lower body up. You didn’t even have the chance to realize he had orgasmed as well with a low grunt, filling you cunt to the brim with his semen.

It was still for a moment, both taking a second to ride out their highs. Your body twitching with adrenaline and ecstasy, little dribbles of drool falling from your mouth. Doflamingo looked down at you, noticing your blank, lustful expression, signifying that he finally broke whatever resistance you had left. You were finally his pretty little whore again. The one he fell in love with, in the twisted way that he felt love.

He also enjoyed the scene that he created, with you on your knees, face shoved in the pillows, your cunt full, cum leaking out and down your legs. Trembling and whimpering for more as you’re completely at his mercy. He grins down at you triumphantly. With renewed vigor, he pushed back into your cunt with no hesitation, pounding into you, forcing more cum into your sloppy hole. All wet and needy just for him as he holds your head into the pillow whilst he fucks you from behind. Making your legs shake and the bruises reminding you who truly owns your holes. Who rightfully owns every inch of your body. From the hair that is always in his grip to the toes that curl and stretch from dumbifying pleasure.

He grabs your hair and pulls you against his chest. Forcing you to arch your back in a uncomfortable position and making you look up at him. His long, slender fingers slipping down around your neck to choke you till your head is fuzzy. You’re moaning, damn near sounding like a cheap porn star, but you don't mind because you know Doflamingo likes it. You know he wants to hear more with the way he angles his hips ever so slightly to kiss your cervix with the tip of his cock. Your breath catching in your throat and your knees threaten to give out.

His hands tighten around your throat, you could feel his hot breath as you strained your neck from his grip to look up at him. "Fuck, just like that”, he groaned.

A part of you felt like laughing. Just like what? What’re you even doing? You’re forced to stay still for him, letting him do whatever that sick mind of his can come up with. Not that you were complaining so much about it. Just as you were about to attain another orgasm, he stops moving his hips, his cock balls deep inside of you.

You could feel the mixture of his semen and your cum dripping inside of you. Your almost whining, pleading for friction inside of you. Then Doflamingo starts grinding his hips against your ass, not thrusting at all but moving his cock in circles inside of you. You let out a quiet whimper, it felt too good to get angry at him for not continuing to fuck you.

But, you were a impatient woman, so after a minute of grinding, you were fed up and started moving your hips forward and then back again. You could sense the grin on his infuriatingly handsome face, and he snaps his hips against yours, hard. You could practically feel it in your spine, a loud gasp exiting your lips.

“You’re so tight,” he says, “I’m filling you so deeply, you like that, slut? I bet there’s a bulge in your stomach from where I’m fucking you.”

His words were like static at this point as your eyes practically roll to the back of your head as Doflamingo begins to truly fuck into you and you lose your head. Can’t think of anything past the sensations of his cock fucking your cunt. Pleasure from him hitting your g-spot with each thrust, a hand warm and steady on your hips.

You jerked your hips onto his cock and moaned, coming all over yourself, the sheets, and Doflamingo. You squirmed and writhed and cried, rolling up into Doflamingo's firm thrusts, finally freeing your hands from his strings to clutch at his arms to try and ground yourself. You still wanted more. He leaned down and nuzzled against your neck.

"That's it. Let master teach you a lesson. Be a good girl."

"Please..." The desperation in your voice was appalling, desperate, and hypnotic. You had succumbed to your suppressed desires and wanted nothing more to be Doflamingo’s again, to be devoured by his greed and lust, to be nothing more but a lowly lover.

"Please what, slut?"

"Please..ahh.., please master, please King, please Doffy! I’ll be good, let me be your good girl, do anything you say, please please please..."

"That's it," Doflamingo growled, nipping at your neck. "Tell me all about it, slut."

"Your slut," You promised, arching, grinding yourself up into his thrusts, which were quickly ramping up to brutal. "Wanna be a good slut for master, good slave for my King, let you cut me up any way you want, be the Joker's little pet, just teach me, keep me, love me, please love me..." you rambled.

"I love you," Doflamingo promised, rasping into your ear, and you wailed as you came, hard and crying and clutching, wringing a long moan and a hard, heaving, gushing orgasm from Doflamingo's entire body.

As your body fell onto the bed, the sobbing continued and your words slurred into thank you’s and please’s and love you’s and don't pull out yet, Doflamingo supposed it didn't matter. He had gotten what he wanted either way and if possibly getting you pregnant meant you would stay by his side then he didn’t care, he needed a new heir anyways.