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darkmulti · 4 years

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Mine

Ex boyfriendYandere!San x female reader

⚠️Warnings: possessive behaviour, horror au, language, spanking, fear kink, ddlg, kidnapping, mentions of non con, torture, death, blood, physical abuse (slapping, spanking, pinching, kicking), mental abuse, not a full smut but talks about a little, fluff ending❣️

Please read at your own risk, some parts may be triggering.

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“YOU FUCKING KNEW I WOULD BE FUCKING ANGRY, BUT YOU STILL WENT!”

Currently San had you against the wall with his hand tightly wrapped around your throat. Tears falling from your eyes and your breath hitches.

“P-please, San. I’m-I’m so-sorry.”

You whimper out.

You were petrified of him. Shivering from fear. You suddenly felt so cold. It was a horrid feeling. The feeling of being alone, in the dark, frightened by his dominant presences. He had too much control of you, it was concerning.

“Why are you apologizing to me now? You already went on the date.”

Suddenly a hard slap lands on your face making it slant to the side. He grabs you jaw aggressively and moves closer to your face. You can feel his hot breath on your nose.

“Answer me when I talk to you. You know how much I hate to repeat myself.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gone on the date.”

He slaps you again and spits on your face.

“A ‘sorry’ is not going to fix anything. You already did it. I have to punish you. Go into the fucking car. NOW!”

He let go of your neck, expecting you to obey him, but instead you bolt to your bedroom. You heard him close behind but made it just in time. If you were any slower he would’ve catched you. You slam your room door and lock it.

Why was this happening?

Why couldn’t he let you go?

His behaviour toward you had ruined your mental health. What more could he want?

You and San started dating in the last year of high school. He was a pure angel, and treated you like a princess. It was until the last year of university, he got more and more possessive of you and you had to let go.

He was extremely proprietorial of you. It constantly made you question your relationship.

Does he even trust you?

The reason why San was provoked now, was because you had gone on a date with one of your classmates. That’s only because you’re not together with him anymore.

You couldn’t condone his behaviour anymore and broke up with him. He had an uncontrollable rage, especially if it was about you. Therefore you ended it.

Unfortunately for you, San didn’t take it like that. He thought it was just a break and left you alone for one week. The next week, he came roaming around, right back to you.

When you tell him that it’s over, you’re done. He pinned you against the wall and took you right there. You being into the moment, let it happen just one more time.

Well you thought it was just gonna be that one time. But he always did it. He fucked you under the bleachers during a football game. In the chem lab, the sleeping pods. You would always tell him no, but he didn’t take it as an answer.

Thus, you didn’t fight it anymore. Except now. He was taking it to another level and you didn’t need that right now.

“San please leave me alone!”

You pleaded on one side of the door.

Your voice was met with nothing but silence. You lay on the floor to look under the little opening of the bottom of the door, looking for his feet.

You saw nothing. Maybe he left.

“What’re you doing on the floor?”

You jolt up and look behind you. San was in your room. You looked behind him and the window was open.

You scurried up and unlocked the door, but San was faster and closed it from behind you. He roughly grabbed your shoulders and flipped you around to face him.

“You can’t escape me. You’re MINE! How many fucking times do I have to tell you?”

He was furious. His face was red and he looked like he could cry from frustration. Knowing him well, you knew he would absolutely lose it if you apologized to him one more time.

Instead you cup his cheeks and rub them softly. You move closer to him, hoping he would wrap his arms around you, pick you up and forgive you. So this nightmare can be over and you can be one again.

You were exhausted. But hey, at least he’s loyal. Not a lot of men have loyalty. You wouldn’t die if you stayed with San. He would at least protect you.

You tried to think of his good traits.

San sighs and pulls you closer to him.

“Now you wanna act all innocent? You’ve angered beyond my limit. I am still going to punish you for that. Bad girls like you, need to be put in their place. Understood?”

“Yes”

You whisper in his ear and let him take you back to his car.

This was you giving up. You can’t continue to fight. Not like this. This was tormenting you. Maybe the one causing all of this suffering can bring you out of it. You kept a little hope in San, thinking that he may make you the happiest girl in the world one day.

San enters into the car with a bag and throws it in the back.

“What’s that?”

“Some clothes and my favourite lingerie.”

Upon saying this a grin was forming on his lips.

His hand made its way over to your thighs and harshly slaps his.

You flinch up not expecting that.

“Why don’t you remind me the 9 strict rules I had for you? If you get it wrong I will slap these beautiful, soft thighs until they’re bruised. Understand?”

“Yes daddy. Rule number one is to call you daddy or master.”

“Good girl”

“Rule number two is to listen and obey daddy at all times. Rule number three is ask daddy permission for everything. Rule number four is to not back talk or act like a brat to daddy. Rule number five, is- uhh”

You yelp up and feel a sting on your thigh. You hiss out in pain.

“What’s rule number five, whore.”

“It’s too......”

Another slap lays on your thighs.

You start panicking because you forgot what rule number five is. Your heart rate gets faster and you can’t help but fidget around. A lump forms in your throat and you try you best to blink away tears.

Why was he this horrifying to you?

“You forgot didn’t you?”

“Yes daddy.”

“When we get home, that’s 10 spankings on the ass. Understand?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Okay, moving on what’s rule number six?”

“Tell daddy, if there’s something wrong. Always talk to daddy because he’s here to listen.”

“Seven”

“Never touch myself”

“Eight”

“Be thankful for everything my daddy has provided me and be thankful for my daddy.”

“Nine.”

You gulp not remembering what it was. This was the new rule San had added, but a week later you broke up with him.

“Daddy, I don’t remember nine. I truly am sorry.”

You speak in the most baby voice you can pull off.

He didn’t acknowledge it and spanks your thighs 10 times, each time getting harder and harder.

You hold in your cries and finally see that you have reached his mansion.

He parks at the front and says to you

“Stay in the car, I'll come around.”

You obey and he comes around opening the door and pulling you out. He slams the car door, and with a tight grip on your arm, pulls you inside.

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3 months later

You had completely lost all hope. This time your punishment was much more physical. He kicked you. After fucking you for what seemed like days, he cummed all over you and kicked your legs, back and stomach. After that he left.

You lay on the concrete floor, bawling your eyes out. Why was he this cruel?! Since the day you entered this house, you’ve been locked up in the punishment room.

At this point San was using you as a sex slave. His little cum slut. You had a massive amount of hatred toward him now. You will be able to love again!

He broke you. He was starting to get physical now. He would feed you a meal every two days and the water was the faucet water from the bathroom. He still allowed you to keep your hygiene up because at the end of the day, he was still fucking you. You didn’t have clothes to wear and just walked around nude.

You had a collar on and San sometimes put a leash on you while fucking you.

It was hell. You couldn’t take it anymore!

You start crying even harder, trembling in fear. Your sobs become a little louder and before you knew it you were wailing.

The door immediately opens and San is standing at the doorway.

“Why’re you crying without my permission? You want me to punish you again? You just seem like you can’t get enough of me. Am I that handsome or am I just that good at fucking you?”

You immediately stop and don’t reply. What does he want you to say to that? That you like him making you feel like a worthless piece of shit?

“Not replying I see. Tsk tsk tsk. Get up and bend over on the bed.”

In a flash you stand up and bend over the bed.

San pulls you back and spits in your mouth.

“Swallow.”

You gulp it down.

“Good girl.”

He praised you and petted your head.

“Now count for me, babygirl.”

He spanks you up to ten and you don’t react. It hurt, but in a way you were already used to it. Your ass was bruised. You couldn’t sit on it or lay on it. It was terrible.

San rubs your ass and picks up a blanket. He wrapped you around in it and carries you upstairs to his room you’re assuming. He lays you on the bed and kisses you all over your face.

“Tomorrow was supposed to be your last day in the punishment room. But since my princess was crying, I will end it today. This is our shared room and your clothes are in our closet. How about you go shower, then we can eat dinner, then cuddle.”

What the fuck?

How did he suddenly change like that?

You were still afraid of him and kept your distance, but he started taking you out on dates and buying you stuff.

He even bought you a promise ring. It matched with his. He would buy you couples outfits and was attached to your side.

“Babygirl can you look at me?”

You turn your head to face San.

He gently kisses you and pulls away saying

“I love you, princess.”

“I love you too, Sannie.”

You smile and kiss him back.

Maybe the hard parts over.

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cyrusxdukeofmaine · 4 years

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Programming | Adelaide & Cyrus

Parties: Adelaide Robinson and Cyrus Tanet

Location: Library

Summary: Just a little visit thread between these two charming nerds.

@adelaidelibrarymaid

Cyrus stepped through the doors of the library and gave his jacket a shake before folding it over his arm. The rainy weather had added a certain level of dreary to the day. Walking to the library counter, he glanced around and then smiled at the sight of the petite librarian. "Ah, hello Adelaide."

Adelaide wasn't paying particular attention as she typed at her computer, setting up the plans for the 10 to Try bookmarks she was hoping to be able to create by the end of the month. At the sound of the voice, she immediately looked up and smiled before blushing uncertainly. "Hello Si-Your Grace! Your Grace. How can I help you?"

The blush was adorable. Her cheeks were glowing. Cyrus smiled warmly. "I was told to swing by to sign some funding forms for the forthcoming literacy program." He explained with a nod. "Would you be able to assist me, Adelaide?"

It took her a moment to respond as that smile was a bit of an unfair weapon. "Oh! Yes, of course, I have them right in my office. Would you like to come on back?" Standing up from her seat, she unconsciously smoothed her skirt before gesturing to the door with her name on it.

"I would be delighted. Thank you Adelaide." Cyrus responded, "I do recall seeing you at the Valentine's Day festivities. I was disappointed I did not get the chance to dance with you but I must say you looked absolutely lovely. Did you enjoy yourself?"

Adelaide promised herself that she would be completely professional and not babble at the fact that the Duke was here, talking familiarly with her when she'd had no idea who he was the first time. But she was losing that battle as soon as she started to blush again. "I'm sure you were busy with your own date, Your Grace. But I had a lovely time. The Castlebrac Hotel is a beautiful space and I'm glad I was able to see it."

"My companion was lovely. However, I do enjoy making time to see my friends, especially the new ones." Cyrus replied with a nod. "The Castlebrac is spectacular. After all, it is Asmata's and she never does anything by half measures." He settled into a seat opposite the desk and looked over at the young woman.

"Friends? Even though I didn't recognize you properly the first time we met and made you carry my books and walk up the stairs?" She bit her lip as the words tumbled out, and focused on finding the various forms he needed to sign for the literacy program before placing them in front of him along with a pen. "Take as much time to read through them as you need."

"Well you were new to Breton, also ... it was rather fun to be an ordinary fellow for a few minutes, talking to a pretty young woman about the love of books." He murmured in reply, laughter threading his words. "Thank you." He accepted the papers and settled back, reading them through carefully. Funding one of the library's literacy programs was a personal favourite. He enjoyed seeing people grow adept with language, at all ages. He tapped the edge of the paper. "It says here the program has been shortened by a week. Was there a reason for the change?"

"Oh. That's...that's logical." The fact that it was an understandable and reasonable explanation finally allowed Adelaide to let go of some of the anxiety she had been holding around facing him again which also made it easier for to refocus back on the professional aspects. "Several reasons which have combined to create this particular decision. As this literacy program is designed for all ages, we're trying to make sure it is as useful as possible for all ages. Past experiences have shown that for children, there isn't a measurable benefit in that last week that couldn't also be achieved by giving them time to explore the library and find more of their own books to read. Additionally, for the young adults and adults, that final week is better spent giving them help writing admissions essays, resumes, and understanding the language of job postings. The money saved in not holding this final week has helped fund this practical direction while still ensuring we have additional children's librarians on hand for the week after the literacy program ends. Which will also be told to all the families involved so they know it is available. However, since this is out of the purview of what you have funded with the Library historically, it was decided that the program as it was presented to you would stay focused on the original program."

Cyrus sat back and listened as Adelaide explained. He nodded agreeably as she advised as to the rationale. "That makes good sense. Thank you for clarifying." He murmured as he started to initial and sign the pages as indicated, finally setting them down on the desk. "There. My good deed for the day. Have the renovations been completed to the atrium reading room?"

"Of course. I could understand your concern. It's only fair that you know the truth." As soon as he had signed the pages, she carefully filed them into the correct drawer so she could submit them later. His comment had her smiling a bit more naturally as she looked back up at him. "They have! Would you like to see? It's a beautiful space, and the new renovations really show that off."

“I appreciate the explanation. Truly. Sometimes I feel as though I operate in the dark.” He murmured with a nod, “I would love to see it. Please?” He rose to his feet in a single graceful movement and rebuttoned his blazer before nodding at the pretty submissive. “After you?”

"Of course, Your Grace." She led him out of her office and down a hallway to the atrium. As soon as they arrived, it opened up into this really light space. It used to be more closed in, but now the windows allowed in natural light in a comforting way. There were a few bookshelves tucked around the room, but mostly it had comfortable reading nooks tucked around the room with a few table spaced scattered throughout. "What do you think? Do you approve?"

Cyrus followed the petite woman down the hall and into the atrium. He stepped inside and smiled approvingly. "Now this was money well spent. Who wouldn't want to read here? A place to find sustenance for one's soul." Then he laughed, "You must think me too fanciful for a boring Duke, hmmm?"

She smiled at him in genuine delight as he shared a sentiment that was so close to her own heart. "Isn't it wonderful? I can't take any credit for it, but I feel as proud as if I did have any decision in the choices here." She shook her head at herself, but the remains of the laughter were in her eyes as she looked over at him. "I've yet to meet a boring Duke, Your Grace so it would be hard for me to say in that case."

"It is a delight to all the senses. What a peaceful place. It feels like you have the world in this room." Cyrus murmured a little fancifully. "Alas, I am terribly dull, although perhaps not to a librarian who manages to litter books in our fair city?" he teased lightly, thinking back to their first meeting.

Adelaide could feel her cheeks starting to pink again as she remembered how they had met. "To be fair, it hardly counts as littering if I pick all of the books up. But why are you so determined to convince me you are dull? Your words demonstrate a rich emotional life, and your passion for education shows care and thought. I've heard nothing to bore me yet."

"Still counts as littering I'm afraid. Tsk tsk ..." Cyrus teased with a laugh. "Oh such compliments. I am fearful that my head will swell in the face of them." Cyrus continued with a light shrug, unaccountably pleased the submissive thought well of him. "But I thank you. It is always nice to hear such gracious words. Now, I am fearful that I am straining on good manners with the amount of time I have consumed of yours today. I thank you so much for showing me the atrium though. It was a project of personal interest and personally funded accordingly, unlike the other, which is a standard Maine project."

"Either that, or it might actually approach a healthy size so you stop putting yourself down so much to relative strangers." Adelaide was rarely this forward with people she wasn't close to, but inside a library she was comfortable enough to let hints of this side through. "In that case, I'm glad that I could bring you in here and show you the wonderful effect you've had on this place. I'm sure I will see you here again soon?"

"Fair enough fair enough ..." Cyrus held up his hands in defeat. She definitely had that stern librarian thing going well for her. It was rather charming. "Oh yes, you'll see me every few months. The library is one of my personal favourite causes. So many opportunities for people here, thanks to people like you."

"We do our best." She gave a small curtsey before leading him back out towards the front of the library again. "If you ever have any questions or any other ideas, please feel free to reach out to me. I want to make sure we can make this place a truly welcoming and supportive part of the community, especially with everyone's changing needs."

"And you do it well. I read somewhere that the library is one of the last places a person can be without expectation of spending money but I think it is more than that. It is one place a person can be to add to their life. Literacy is so important, don't you agree." He murmured conversationally as they walked. "I would be delighted. Thank you again for your time today."

At his statement, she smiled widely at him. She wasn't sure why it surprised her to hear her own thoughts echoed so neatly, but she hadn't been expecting it all the same. "Exactly. Libraries should open doors that otherwise would have been closed, no matter what kind of door." By now they had made it back to the front and the desk she had been working at for the day. "I hope you have a wonderful day, Your Grace. I look forward to seeing you again."

#adelaide #discord thread

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