Tw: Female Reader, Nsfw, Confinement, Dub-con/non-con, Sapphic My Ko - Fi

Tw: female reader, nsfw, confinement, dub-con/non-con, sapphic My Ko - fi <3

Oh, to be the housewife of a rich, well - respected business-woman.

She has it all - looks, money, charisma, success, and now she has you as well, locked away in her vacation villa, cooking and cleaning and making it feel like a home while she's leading her fast - paced corporate job.

She comes late into the evening, sighing softly as she makes her way to you. Diane hugs you from behind, burying her face in your neck - simply melting against you. You try to hide your unease as you silently apologize for the cold dinner once again, even though none of it is your fault. She just clicks her tongue playfully and smacks your ass - when she's feeling gracious, and shoves you against the kitchen counter when she's had a particularly bad day at work.

No matter what her mood is, she always finds a way to take her stress out on you. After all in her eyes you're there to serve her - her sweet little wife, all pretty in gowns, or flowery dresser, or even better naked and covered in gold from head to toe.

Her kisses are always rough and leave you breathless, trying to catch your breath. Her touch is restless and unyielding, hot, merciless fingers stroking and pinching and slapping and squeezing for hours on end. Diane loves to tie you up in various positions, helpless and immobilized to her wicked will. She can't resist laying you on her queen sized bed and stuffing you with a fat mean vibrator, your scared gasps and pained moans of overstimulated pleasure ringing in her ears like the sweetest tune of music.

And just when you're too exhausted to fight, yet too spent to keep squirming under the toy, she kneels before you, spreading you once again so that you can feel each torturous inch of her tongue and fingers as they slip in and out of your wet, tight hole.

Then she kisses your forehead gently - just like a ritual, before taking you into her arms and washing you throughoutly, never missing a creak. You cry out weakly one last time as she tuggs you into bed, and she pulls you so close you can feel the heat radiating off her body once she starts whispering sweet nothings in your ear. You try to stay on guard but eventually you fall asleep, embraced by silk and warmth.

Then the next day it all repeats again.

I'm here for spite gays, so I, if it's not uncomfortable would like to see something with Valentina (i have a favorite, and I'm not sorry) comforting a fem!darling who maybe gets bullied/harrassed at their gym! (my transfem ass just wants comfort, but the reader doesn't have to be transfem, just fem)

violence mention tw, fem reader (no pronouns or genitals specified; reader referred to with fem terms)

"you feelin' any better, princess?"

valentina had you bundled up in her arms, sat between her legs as she slowly and gently scrubbed your hair with her favorite shampoo.

when your eyes slid open to meet hers, she smiled.

"i'm really sorry we had to leave early," she muttered, plunging her hands into the bath's water to rinse them. "it's a real shame what happened to that guy. karma's a bitch, huh?"

you couldn't help but giggle softly despite the memories of the day's events making you want to cringe and laugh at the same time. "kinda ironic that the guy who couldn't stop insulting my form hurt himself with his own equipment."

she couldn't help the smirk forming on her lips at the memory. it served him right, thinking he could leer at you and make snide comments about your body like that. the satisfying crunch that his foot made under the weight plate that 'accidentally' fell on it was music to her ears, just recalling it was enough to send a thrill through her. it was too bad she couldn't stay to see the aftermath...

your eyes closed again as valentina let her hands drift further down your body. you felt her trace the curves of your hips, down your navel, and rest in your thigh. her thumbs gently rubbed at some of your more sore spots.

"don't listen to a thing those dumb jocks tell you. this body is amazing."

she planted a kiss on your neck, followed by another, and another. she relished in the sweet little noises you made for her.

"you don't even need to go to the gym. you can stay here all day, let me spoil you..."

one of her hands reached to tilt your chin up, forcing you to look at her when your eyes reopened. she planted a kiss on your lips.

"and you'll never have to worry about those creeps again. doesn't that sound nice?"

the adorable giggle you let out disappointed her some, despite how nice it sounded. you thought she was joking, didn't you? how sweet you were, unaware of how deep her affection for you ran.

"relax for me," she said as she went back to your hair. "you worked hard enough today. you'll take it easy for me, right?"

she smiled at you once more, and you smiled back.

"right."

"that's my girl."

Welcome! + Masterlist!

I write Yandere stories involving big, possessive men who love it when their Darlings call them "Daddy". And although I prefer M/M stories, I will tend to write from a GN Reader POV to make it more inclusive.

The themes/shows I write for include:

Werewolves*** (Honestly, this will be a majority of my content haha)

Vampires

Assorted Creatures

Pokémon

Teen Wolf

Marvel (Mainly Captain American and Spiderman)

Generic Prompts

Some Anime (I have't seen a lot, but I am always down to expand my horizons!)

Oh, and because I suck at coming up with character names, 99% of the Yanderes will be named "Daddy".

Unless stated otherwise, the pics I use are From Bing.AI because I cannot draw to save my life! I understand that AI is a bit controversial, but in no way, shape, or form will I ever request monetary compensation for these imagines because I don't believe that people who use AI should get paid for it, for real.

Also, just so there's no confusion: AI creates the images, but I create the writing.

I hope you enjoy what I put out! And let's go have fun with some Yandere!Daddies!

Love, Mikki

The Masterlist:

Blake the Bully

The School Bully Loves You: Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3

Blake Gives You a Valentine's Day Gift

Demon

Yandere Sleep Paralysis Demon Visits You Nightly

Trying to Ignore a Yandere Demon Who Wants to Claim You

Drider

Yandere Drider Captures You in His Web

Naga

Yandere Naga Loves to Watch Ophidiophobic You

Vampire

Spending the Night With Your Yandere Vampire Boyfriend

Werewolf

Yandere Werewolf (Secretly) Walking You Home...

Yandere Werewolf Boyfriend Watches a Scary Movie with You

How to Tell if Your Boyfriend is a Werewolf

Yandere Werewolf Boyfriend Explains "Knotting" to You

Yandere Werewolf Boyfriend with a Playful Darling who Teases Him

Yandere Werewolf Daddy x Forced Fem M! Reader

Werewolf Daddy x Hunter! Reader

Yandere Werewolf Park Ranger Helps Search for "Lost" You

Yakuza

Yandere DaddyDom Yakuza With a Kawaii Darling (You)

General Possessive Daddies

Yandere Bad Boy Daddy x Hopeless Romantic Reader

Yandere Jock Wants Nerdy You... Badly

Yandere Pirate Boards Your Ship for His Treasure

Please post about palestine and gaza. Not posting at all when you have the option to, IS selfish. "I don't want to post, it doesn't go with my blog, it makes me sad, I'm scared of losing followers" people are DYING. People are dying and don't have the luxury to make choices like you do, seemingly simple choices like whether you should post something or not.

Opla cast being adorable✨

tw: female reader, dub-con to con, degradation, sapphic

I am thinking about a bitchy, pretty mean girl who drunkenly corners you at a party and drags you to her room. She throws you to the bed and resumes smoking her cigarette - watching your feral movements with the corner of her eye. You make a run for it, and she simply hisses, mildly annoyed at the fact that she has to let go of her cigarette and deal with your little tantrum.

"You're not going anywhere, nerd." Her thin eyebrows narrow, eyes full of boredom and just a bit of a sparkle. You ignore her words and head for the door, but you're quickly pushed against the nearest wall. "I told you to stay here, loser. I am not going to repeat myself." The blondie whispers against your throat and you freeze, surprised at her display of strength - turns out cheerleaders are pretty damn strong when they want to be.

She then sleazily shoves her tiny hand up your bra, roughly groping your tits. You hold back a moan - you can't let her know you're enjoying this. After all she did make your first year of college a living hell.

"Open your mouth." Jess orders, growing more and more agitated at your protests - but you just clench your teeth. "Don't wanna." You mumble, just slightly bratty - but you can't deny the way your thighs start shaking under her hungry, lustful gaze. You've never felt so desired before.

"Oh, I know what you want, you little bitch." The cheerleader smirks with that nasty little grin she has on when she's scheming how to ruin some poor wimp's life. "You want to fight and squirm, and eventually lose yourself underneath me." She moans in your ear, and it's the most pornographic sound you've ever heard - so your cheeks heat up. "Because that's all you are, right?" Her fingers find your slit and start rubbing tight little circles around your swollen clit. "Just a slutty little toy I can fuck whenever I want." She bites your neck, making you arch your back involuntarily. "It's all little nerds like you are good for."

You close your eyes, breathing through the intense, red - hot pleasure. Fuck. You can't keep letting her treat you like this, but when she puts her hands on you, it becomes a losing battle. You arch your back, pushing your body against her.

"Now be a good girl and open up for me." With a low whisper she shoves her tongue in your mouth, and just like that you fall apart, undone.