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babyjakes · 5 months

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devils roll the dice.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompts | sex tape + medfet

pairing | hitman!robert pronge x innocent!reader

warnings | extremely dark, the darkest thing i've ever written (we've entered dead dove do not eat territory; please heed ALL warnings.) canon-level mature themes: kidnapping, torture films, murder. implications that reader will be killed. robert is cold and ruthless. innocent!virgin!reader. filming of illicit sex tape. reader is blindfolded and gagged. restraints. medfet elements: robert's little setup is giving vintage white tile exam room, exam table, stirrups, those gd black gloves, speculum use. clit focus (puff puff content incoming.) vibrator. multiple forced orgasms. squirting. overstimulation. mocking and degradation. robert puts a cig out on reader's leg. written in 3rd person idk.

word count | 1,485

an | i'm kind of sitting here like wtf, ,, what is this and how did it come out of me lol. a little nervous to post, but i trust you guys to make responsible decisions about the media you consume!!! i'll probably never write something this fucked up again but for whatever reason it was just flowing out of me tonight folks, please again i'm begging you go read the warnings, like a second time through wouldn't hurt lol, and i hope you enjoy!!

Bringing its bitter end to his lips, Robert used one hand to draw in a deep breath of his dwindling cigarette, the other lazily holding a black magic wand in its designated place. He was nearly an hour into the day's filming session, and his subject was reaching a level of exhaustion and misery that made her more annoying to play with than anything else. But knowing he needed to milk at least a little more footage out of her before putting her back under and calling it a day, the man kept at the task. He tried to remind himself that he should be enjoying himself; considering the kinds of commissions he generally had to choose from, this particular case was a treat. A pretty little virgin, as soft and pure as the early spring rain, with the most stunning body the criminal had ever had the privilege of defiling. He could spend another thirty minutes at his station, watching as all the life and dignity were drained out of his poor little victim like blood dripping to the cold tile floor.

Through the musty cloth rammed between her battered lips, the poor girl's cries were escalating as her tormentor swirled the curve of the wand's slick bulb over her burning clit. Robert knew what her worsening wails meant; with a callous grin, he pulled his cig from his mouth just in time to press its smoking end to the girl's inner thigh as she came. With the howl she let out, he was thankful for the buffer the gag provided. "Noisy little bitch," he laughed as her juices sprayed out against his gloved hands. "That's it, slut. Fucking take it."

Glancing at the camcorder sitting off to his side, Robert considered his options. As much satisfaction as he derived from seeing how many orgasms could be wrung out of the poor thing before her body knocked her out as an act of mercy, his sadistic tendencies were getting bored of the monotony. Tossing the used cigarette to the floor, the man slowed the wand to a stop. He rolled away slightly on his stool, tossing the condom that was wrapped over the toy's head into the large black trash bag sitting in the center of the large room's floor. This far into his career, Robert had his methods down to a science. There was a way to keep everything clean, everything untraceable.

It was the whole purpose of his "worksite"; it provided a secure, controlled environment for the entire job to take place in, from start to flatline finish. The "set" was by far his favorite portion of the space, and understandably so, as it's where his sick imagination got to run wild for hours, days on end. And his clients were just as enthusiastic about the vivid stage he had put together for their subjects to shine on. It was somewhat inspired by a vintage gynecology office. He had the classic off-white exam table, equipped with a daunting pair of metal stirrups that were always positioned just a little wider than what would be comfortable. A sturdy set of restraints were of course a must, and to make sure the camera picked up on every agonizing detail, he had installed an adjustable surgical light overhead that could be aimed and drawn in to illuminate any area or action he chose. He hadn't struggled to gather all the tools and instruments he could ever want, either. A few of his buyers were licensed professionals themselves, opening the door to acquiring inventory from the big-name brands in bulk.

The other corners of the room had their designated uses as well: one with a filthy mattress for the unconscious victims to waste away on as heavy drugs pumped through their systems, another with large plastic sheets covering the floor, walls, and ceiling where the poor souls were hosed down (inside and out) before a bullet to the temple inevitably ended their long days of suffering. But most of their waking hours were spent on that dreaded padded table, the very spot where Robert's most recent capture was using the few moments he spent away from his station desperately trying to regain control of her breathing.

He returned to his position swiftly after switching out his soiled pair of black gloves for fresh ones, not wanting to waste any of his or his client's time. The sight of the girl's abused sex was enough to make the man drool; it had been quite some time since he had seen such a marvelous-looking cunt, so glorious in its messy destruction. Knowing he should share the beautiful sight, he took the time to adjust the camera, zooming in from a full-body shot to focus solely on the spot between the victim's legs. With the humiliating inspection he was preparing to perform, he wanted to be sure his buyer got to see each drop of come the poor girl let out, every twitch and spasm he would pull from her helpless body.

"Now let's see here," the man breathed as he brought his gloved fingers up to gently spread out the ruined-looking pussy before him. Noticing the way his subject winced as her puffy folds were pried open, he couldn't help but laugh in dark delight. He drew his attention to her throbbing clit, noting how much it had grown in size from all those unwanted orgasms he had forced out of her. Its hood was completely retracted, leaving the poor bud exposed to the open air. In a moment of perverted curiosity, Robert pinched the hardened nub harshly between his fingers, earning the prettiest sob he had heard from the girl all day. He chuckled once more, rolling and pulling at the knot of flesh for a few more seconds of additional torture before finally moving his hands away.

"What do you think? Should we try for one more?" he mused mockingly as he grabbed a plastic speculum from one of the drawers built in beneath the table, unwrapping it and tossing its trash to the side before pausing to grin deviously over his victim. Glancing up at her head, he realized it was still covered with a black hood he had put on her at the beginning of the shoot. The buyer had requested for her to be blindfolded like this for a decent portion of the film, offering the explanation that she was "afraid of the dark," and that he wanted to see her in as much pain and fear as humanly possible. The hood had served its purpose for the day, but now, Robert wanted the poor girl to see each and every way he was going to be violating her body in real time. In one swift motion, he reached up and pulled the pocket of fabric away, exposing her stunning tear-stained face. "Hi sweetheart," he greeted viciously. Just as he was hoping, her cries worsened as she saw the dreaded tool in his hands. He had a certain liking for holding up the devices he was preparing to use to see his victim's reactions; after all, he got off on fear and dread just as much as his clients did.

"Time to open up this pretty little cunt and see what kind of damage we did," the man enthused as he forced the tip of the instrument into the girl's drenched opening. By now, she had been well stretched out and ruined by her captor's horrific methods. Grappling with his usual lack of restraint and self-control, Robert had barely made the drive back with the girl tied up in his trunk without pulling over and popping that perfect little cherry on his own time, without a single camera properly rolling.

Turning the speculum as it was fully inserted, the man took great pleasure in squeezing the handle to force the tool open, each tiny click that sounded only stretching the poor thing's aching walls out to a further, more painful degree. "There," he sighed in satisfaction as the last notch was reached. Pulling his hands away, he gave himself and the camera a few seconds to enjoy the view of the girl's milky insides, so worn and sore from the days of torture she'd endured.

"Alright. One more," he finally hummed, using his gloved fingers to collect some of the plentiful slick dripping from the speculum before dragging them up to find that adorable little button he loved bullying so much. Her fading sobs were revived in an instant, her throat growing hoarse from all the screaming she'd done. But as much as she cried, Robert was determined to get one final orgasm from her before putting her back under for the day. After spending so much time making that pretty pussy as puffy and sensitive as possible, he deserved to see it coming all stretched out painfully over his instrument of choice.

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cottagecheese1 · 1 year

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Knocking on the devils door

Summary: When you come back from college for summer break, the last thing you expected was to have a stepdad.

Paring - dark stepdad robert pronge x reader

Warnings - not really smut but close enough, robert is a weirdo

College was fun. Well, except juggling classes and doing work wasn't all that fun, but other than that, you enjoyed it. Before you left home, you and your mom got into this huge argument about how you shouldn't go to college and just stay in your hometown and find a rich husband to take care of you, so you can become a housewife like her.

You have always been an independent person, but your mom never really understood that. Every time you would bring up getting a job or going to college, she would refuse, and ask you why you wouldn't just get a husband.

Then again, you do keep in mind that she is your mother and always has been, so you hoped that if you put this little hardship behind you, your mom would understand and also do the same.

You pulled into the driveway and took a quick gander at your childhood home. Nothing has changed even before you left, but what you did notice was an ice cream truck parked right in front of you. How strange.

As soon as you get out of your car, you smooth your shirt out. Taking in a deep breath, and walking up to the front door, knocking with your left hand while you hold your bag in the other. After waiting for a good two minutes, you raised your hand to knock once again until a tall man with long hair and a scruffy mustache answered the door.

"Listen, kid, I don't wanna buy any girl scout cookies"

He had a white T shirt on with glasses, as much as you would hate to admit it. He was a handsome man. The feeling of your tongue being caught in the back of your own throat wasn't really the most convenient.

"Um, no, sir, I'm looking for my mom? M/n?"

He looked me up and down, but before he could answer again, a high-pitched voice that was highly recognizable came quickly to the front door.

"Oh, Y/n, I'm so glad you're here! You should have called before you came! I missed you so much, sweetheart please come inside!"

To say that you were surprised was an understatement. Being welcomed into open arms by your mother after what happened really surprised you. After you came inside, and looked around at the same pictures, same radio, same dusty bookshelf that has been here since your childhood, you quickly realized there was nothing visibly different. Nothing special.

When your mother led you inside, the tall man behind you followed, "Sit down, I was just making spaghetti for tonight!" Your mother spoke joyfully. You sat quietly, waiting for someone to make conversation so you wouldn't have to.

"So, I see you met Robert, don’t worry sweetheart he may look a little intimidating, but he's not all that bad, " your mom said as she gave a heartfelt giggle. You gave a small smile and turned to look at him, you didn’t get to observe his features until now, you swear he could feel your gaze burning in the back off his head because he shifted his head around and made eye contact with you. His icy blue eyes, and scruffy facial hair made you feel some sort of way, but you just couldn’t put your finger on it..almost a little creeped out. Pulling you out of your train of thoughts was your mother, she gave a frustrated sigh, "Dammit! I forgot the pasta sauce, I'll have to run down to the store... you two don't go anywhere, and I'll be right back".

You giggled and gave a quick ‘ok’ while she grabbed her purse and walked through the front door. After your mom left, it was extremely awkward when you just sat there silently while Robert seductively eyed you up and down.

"So, you go to college?"

Giving him a quick nod, you start to speak. "Yea, sports medicine...did you marry my mom?"

He chuckled and made his way over to the fridge to grab a beer, "Yeah, so I guess that makes me your daddy, right?" He said as he took a swing of the bitter liquid. Feeling your cheeks go red, you gave an awkward laugh.

“Um, yeah I guess so, if that’s the way you think of it.” Robert cracked his beer open, and walked over to the seat beside you to sit down. Fiddling with your fingers nervously, trying to come up with a question or some kind of excuse to make this situation less awkward.

Robert reached over, and tucked the stray piece of hair behind your ear softly, “Do I make you nervous angel?” You gave a embarrassed smile, and attempted to make some space between him and you, because for some reason it felt like he was to close to you. To comfortable for just meeting you the first time.

“Not at all, why would you say that?” He then managed to get closer to you right after you said that, giving you a unsatisfied hum, he grabbed your chin softly while making you look at him, “Because you are. You don’t need to lie to your daddy angel” After he said that you pushed his hand off your face with a wide eyed look while getting up out of your seat, “Are you fucking crazy? I’m going to tell my mom.” He laughed getting up and striding over to you, never until now have you realized how much bigger he was then you, probably a lot stronger also.

Pushing you up against the kitchen wall, he grabbed your face roughly. “Your mother would never believe you, and even if she did it’s either you or me. After that little disagreement you two had about not settling down and getting a husband, not to mention you also not wanting to stay in this shit hole of a town made your mother really upset. I’ve stayed with that hag for four years, and you wouldn’t wanna ruin your relationship with her even more would you angel?”

That was your breaking point. You broke out in sobs while burying your face in Roberts shirt, “Aw, angel face..daddy didn’t mean to make you cry, let me see that pretty face sweetheart.” You looked up at him with defeat, “what do you want from me..” Robert smiled and wiped the falling tears from your cheeks, “right now I want you to be my good girl, and to look me in my eyes when I fuck you with my fat cock. I want you to beg for daddy’s dick angel.” You looked up at him with wide eyes, “no..”

All the somewhat warmth and softness that might’ve been in him disappeared at that moment, “So you want your mother to think your a whore and tried to force yourself on me? Hm?” You froze, thinking of all the things your mother has done for you, and then her going to think for a minute you tried to have sex with this man. Robert exhaled while putting his head on your forehead, “How about I give you twenty spanks for being a brat, and another ten because you’re not being a good girl, then we can start over and you can actually start being my good girl. How bout it angel?”

You looked at him angrily, “NO.” Robert raised his hand, giving you a warning smack on your cheek. “If you say no again you’ll be choking on my dick to.” There was a pregnant pause in the air for a moment before he spoke again, “if your mother gets home before we get started, it will be much much worse tonight.” With that you sighed and gave a quiet ‘alright’.

Kissing your forehead softly before following with a ‘good girl’. Pulling you in the living room, and sitting on the couch before tugging you over his lap.

Pulling your pants down, leaving you in your panties for a moment, “so pretty angel, you wear these panties for anyone else, hm?” Giving him a soft ‘no’ he gave a satisfied hum, tugging your panties down your ankles, and giving your ass a teasing smack. “Count.”

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Smack after smack went down painfully on your ass, at this point you were sobbing while counting, “twenty-five..” you just wanted it to be over, “twenty-seven..” your ass is bright red and hurts like shit, “your doing so good for daddy angel, just three more.” You gave him a whine, “twenty-nine..” you think the last one hurt the most because somehow you started crying even harder, “t-thirty…” Robert rubbed your ass soothingly, and put you on his lap. All you could do was hug him, and being in such a vulnerable state, you didn’t really care that you were clinging onto him with such urgency, “Aw, daddy’s sorry angel but you had to learn one way or another didn’t you sweet pea?” All you did was whine and bury your face in the crook of his neck, you can’t describe it, but he smelled good, “daddy..”

Robert smiled finally getting you wrapped around his finger, “did you learn your lesson?” With a burning red ass and no more fight in your body all you could do was nod your head yes.

Robert leaned down to grab your pants, accepting your answer as it is, “we need to get you cleaned up angel, we don’t need your mom finding you in such a humiliating mess honey..would hate to explain this to her wouldn’t you?” Nodding your head, and letting him wrap his arms around you. Maybe this isn’t to bad.

A/n: This isn’t usually like any of my other fic’s but I enjoyed writing it. I know it’s been a minute but I’m trying to go through my drafts at the moment!

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xcaptain-winterx · 1 year

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Main Masterlist

summary: Normal Exes work at a office, your Exes prefer basements, ice vans and expensive events. Normal Exes like football and beer, your Exes prefer something a bit more red and shiny. Normal Exes don’t get along with people, your Exes don’t have to put up with people for long.

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eulalielatibule · 1 month

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For your suburban dad asks…

Softer!Freezy.

That’s it, that’s the prompt. Do with it what you will 😌

Oh gosh 🥹🥹 listen, that one scene when it's Christmas and he yells at his kid literally breaks my heart soooo yeah this is how it should have been.

Rob is a single dad who works in construction.

His ex has custody of their son but Rob gets to see him on weekends and certain holidays, this year it's Easter.

He starts the day with a special Easter basket he put together, the best one he could find and afford. It's on the kitchen table along with some bunny shaped chocolate chip waffles.

"Whoa buddy, look what the Easter Bunny left ya!" While his son ooh's and ahh's over everything.

Later on he takes him to the park and to ice cream, which is where he meets you.

You're the owner of the little ice cream parlor in town, and when the father son duo step in you grin.

"Hey guys, what can I get you?"

Rob hums as he looks you over, how cute you look in your little vintage dress and apron. It fits the theme of the parlor perfectly.

He almost forgets to order his own ice cream and gruffly orders coffee ice cream in a cone.

When you hand them their ice cream they sit down and you speak up.

"You guys are my first customers today. I like being open for holidays though, gives me something to do."

Rob hums and licks his lips,

"You're not doing anything today? Working hardly seems like a fun way to spend a holiday."

You shrug as you busy yourself with a small task.

"I guess not, but when you don't have any family around there isn't much to do you know?"

Rob looks at his son who is messily eating his rocky road, a sad smile on his face as he nods.

"Yeah, I know what you mean.."

Wait this turned kinda angsty 😭😭 but it was soft!freezy and I ain't mad at it!!

#mr freezy x reader #mr freezy x you #robert pronge x reader #Robert Pronge x you #suburban dad sunday #my writing

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the-iceni-bitch · 1 year

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Push Me Closer

Kinkmas Day 6: Aphrodisiac

Relationship: Mr. Freezy x hitwoman!reader (Bobby and kitten, Poison Paradise AU)

Words: ~1k

Summary: You missed your man

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (f receiving oral sex, unprotected vaginal sex, mentions of anal fisting, some degradation ) pussy hungry Bobby, soft and high kitten, established relationship, drug and alcohol use, mentions of violence, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!

A/N: They are sluts, that is all.

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Bobby growled and cracked his neck when he walked into the club, he and Curtis shouldering the crowd out of theirs and Lloyd’s way as they made their way towards the roped off area where you were supervising the rest of the girls.

As glad as he was that he’d managed to convince you to take on less hands-on jobs, he missed working with you as much as he used to. It would have been fun watching you beat the shit out on one of the assholes he’d dealt with tonight then been able to fuck you stupid in the car on the way back.

He could still fuck you now though.

You were leaning against the wall and sipping vodka when he found you, your hips swaying just slightly to the music as you kept one eye on the bosses’ girls and Bryce dancing and laughing and doing lines together while you also watched the crowd for any signs of trouble. Bobby could practically feel the change in your posture when you saw him, the way your body leaned towards him immediately making him growl and nod at Lloyd before moving to press his chest against yours.

“How was the job, Bobby?” You purred when he ducked to drag his nose over your cheek, sliding your free hand along the side of his neck and arching into him.

“It was fine, none of those idiots knew how to handle themselves in a fight.” He could feel how fucking warm you were and it was making him need to put his mouth on you. “How was babysitting?”

“Only had to stop the princess from scratching one dude’s eyes out, so good.” You almost dropped your drink when he wound an arm around your waist and pulled you close, moaning and squeezing your thighs together when he started sucking on your ear. “Missed you, Bobby.”

“Yeah, because you’re a needy bitch.” He bit your ear and groaned when you tugged on his hair, leaning back and licking his lips when he saw how blown your eyes were, loving the thought of having you all pliable and sweet since you went soft whenever you were high. “You on something?”

“Mmhm.” You set your glass aside and pulled the small vial of pills out of your jacket pocket, breathing deeply when he barely brushed his lips over yours. “You want one?”

He nodded and kept his eyes on yours when you held up one of the tabs and placed it on your tongue, grabbing your face and pressing his lips to yours so he could lick the pill out of your mouth. You melted against him when he deepened the kiss, whining softly and hooking your knee over his hips while you sucked on his tongue needily.

The effect was almost immediate. Bobby growled while he felt warmth start to flood his system, inhaling deeply and pressing close to you when he could smell how goddamn wet you were. He glanced over his shoulder just long enough to get a nod from Lloyd and he yanked you back towards one of the private booths, dragging the curtain closed and tossing you onto the table as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

Your breathy whines were only making him harder, his cock aching as it pressed against the front of his jeans while he leaned over you. You were already in such a haze from the drugs, and the way his hands were groping you and tugging at your dress was making it more intense. His hands skimmed over your thighs and you let them fall open lazily, purring when he shoved your skirt up around your hips and sat in front of you.

“Fuck, just look at this shit.” Bobby chuckled when you moaned as he dragged you towards his face, sinking his teeth into the inside of your thigh and licking the mark he left while he watched your bare pussy leak and throb for him. “What a fucking whore you are, walking around showing off my pussy dressed like a slut. Should make you apologize to me.”

“‘M sorry.” You gasped when he swiped his nose over your slit and buried it between your petals, wriggling uselessly when he teased the tip of his tongue over your asshole. “Bobby…”

“Shut the fuck up.” He grinned when he heard you huff, grabbing your knees and shoving them up towards your shoulders while he dragged the flat of his tongue over your cunt. “How is this cunt so sweet when you’re such a bitch?”

There was no way for you to answer him when he wrapped his mouth around your pussy and sucked lewdly, shivering when his tongue slid inside you as he groaned at your taste. Taking two of those pills was paying off, even though you knew it was going to turn you into a gooey mess as soon as you laid eyes on him, but now you were about to come after almost nothing and it was worth it.

He could feel the way you were fluttering for him and it made him hum, swallowing as much of your slick as possible and still ending up with it dripping down his chin while his upper lip rubbed against your clit. Eating you out when you were high was one of his favorite things, the only thing better was fucking your when you were high, which he was going to do just as soon as…

You moaned and arched your whole body when your pussy clenched and you gushed your release into his eager mouth, your thighs trembling under his hands while he slurped up your juices.

“Such an easy bitch, Christ.” Bobby just let you writhe around stupidly while he rose to his feet, undoing his fly in a rush before stretching over you and grabbing your jaw as he shoved his cock inside you, making you whimper into his mouth. “What d’you think, kitten? Should I shove my fist up your ass while I fuck this slutty cunt?”

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the-queen-of-hell-666 · 2 years

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A Plaything for Him to Use

Kinktober 2022 - Day 12

Pairing: Dark!Mr. Freezy (Robert Pronge) x Innocent!Fem!Reader

Kink: Anal

Words: 1.4k

Summary: Robert only took you for his pleasure but something about you makes him start to let down his walls and maybe... care for you?

Warnings: non-con (at first), explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected anal sex, anal sex, anal fingering, creampie, choking, spanking, dom/sub dynamics, daddy kink, crying, rough sex), mean!Robert, loss of anal virginity, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome (loving your captor), slight violence

a/n: Here is Day 12 of Kinktober! I hope you enjoy this dark piece of fanfiction!

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You whimpered as you heard the door unlock from upstairs and you hid your head in your hands. You heard his heavy footsteps come down the stairs and you looked up as he hit the concrete floor. He walked over to you with a dark smirk on his face and he crouched in front of you and he cupped your face with one hand.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Robert smirked and he pressed a dirty kiss to your lips. You whimpered against his lips and you tried to pull away but he growled before he slapped you hard. “Bad fucking girl. You know that you will take whatever I give you.” He growled as he slapped your cheek again when you whimpered.

“P-please, d-d-don’t do t-t-this.” You cried softly as you covered your face, he laughed at you before wrapping his hand around your throat and pulled you up to him.

“What the fuck did I just say?” He asked as he squeezed your neck tight, making you gag. “You will fucking take what I give you.” He growled and he picked you up before laying you down on the cot. You whimpered before he flipped you over on the cot and yanked your panties off of you. He tore through the flimsy cotton of your panties and he smirked at your bare pussy and ass, before he spread your asscheeks to gaze at your puckered little hole. “Mm, look at that. Your tight little hole just looks like it’s ready to be ruined.”

You whimpered as you heard him and you shook your head. “Please- ahh!”

He spanked your ass hard, “You’re such a bad fucking girl. I’m gonna ruin this hole and maybe if I fuck you hard enough, it’ll knock the brat out of you.” He growled before he spanked you again and again on both cheeks. “But first, you get ten spanks on each cheek for being disobedient and you’re going to count.” He smirked before he started on your spanks.

He spanked your right cheek once, “O-one!” You cried out as he spanked you again, “T-two!”

You were sobbing when he finished dealing out your punishment and you gripped the thin blanket in front of you and Robert smirked before giving you a spank to your pussy. You jumped with his hit to your cunt and you slumped against the bed.

“That’s daddy’s good little slut. Taking what he gave you like a good girl. Now, are you going to be good while daddy ruins you or is daddy going to have to punish you again?” He asked as he rubbed up your back and squeezed your side softly, making you squeak as you looked over your shoulder.

“I-I’ll be good, d-d-daddy. I p-promise.” You whimpered softly as you laid your head on the pillow away from him, but he pulled you up into his arms.

“Don’t be like that, sweet pea. You know daddy is going to take good care of you.” He whispered to you and he kissed your cheek softly before his hands moved to your ass. “Let daddy ruin your little hole.” He smirked as he manhandled you onto your hands and knees and had your ass presented up for him. He pulled out a bottle of lube from his jacket pocket and he lubed up his one finger before pressing it to your tight hole. He slowly let it slide into your ass as he pressed small kisses to your back with a soft smile.

“A-ah, daddy.” You whined and gripped the sheets in front of you as he curled his finger up in your hole, making you cry softly as tears filled your eyes.

“You’re so tight, sweetheart. Can’t wait to feel your little hole wrapped around my cock. Bet it’s tighter than your sweet snatch.” He smirked as your hole clenched around his finger at his dirty words and you threw your head back with a soft moan. He bit his lip before lubing up a second finger and he slid a second finger into your ass. You cried out as his fingers stretched your hole and you hid your face into the pillow and he kissed your neck softly.

“D-daddy, h-hurts.” You whimpered as you gripped the sheet tight in your hands.

He shushed you and rubbed your back softly, “You can take. You will take it, sweet girl.” He whispered in your ear as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of your ass. He curled them up to massage your tight walls before he pulled them out to watch your slight gaping hole, making him growl at the glimpse of your inner hole. “Mm, you’re so fucking hot, sweetheart.” He groaned before he stripped off his shirt to have his upper body bare. He smirked at you as he took out his throbbing and leaking cock and stroked himself slowly as he watched your twitching hole.

You looked over your shoulder at his cock and you whined at the size of him so thick and hard. He might be your capture but fuck was he hot and even if he smacks you around, he was still soft to you and almost kind. His cock always made you drool with how thick and long he was and you hated yourself for it but god, if it didn’t make you soaked.

He smirked at your face as your eyes were locked onto his cock while your thighs clenched. “You like what you see, babygirl?” He asked as he rubbed your ass gently.

You bit your lip and nodded softly, “Yes, daddy. I w-want your cock.” You whispered as you blushed at your words and Robert’s smirk got wider at your confession and he leaned down to kiss your lips passionately.

You squeaked in surprise at his kiss but you melted into it, smiling against his lips as his hands wrapped around your hips softly. “Such a sweet girl. You’re so good for your daddy.” He smirked and he kissed your lips again. He pulled away to grab the lube and lubed up his cock before slowly sliding it into your ass and he kissed your forehead. You cried out as you felt his thick cock splitting open your ass and he smirked against your head as you cried.

“Daddy, o-oh, it h-hurts. M’too t-tight.” You whimpered softly and he chuckled darkly as he trailed his hand up your chest to wrap around your throat and pulled you up against his chest, making your ass take all of his cock at once.

“You can take it. I know you can and if you can’t I’ll make you take it.” He growled into your ear as he spanked your ass again, making you whimper. “Come on, show daddy that you can be a good girl.” He smirked as he nipped on your jaw as he squeezed your throat before starting to move his hips back and forth.

His lubed up cock moved in and out of your gaping hole making a squelching noise as he picked up the pace a bit. Your eyes rolled back into your head as your thighs started shaking as his thick cock dragged against your walls. He kissed on the back of your neck as he continued to squeeze your throat as he moved faster in and out of you. He grunted and groaned in your ear as your walls clenched and throbbed around his cock and he felt his impending orgasm building. Fuck, he shouldn’t want you to cum first or at all since you’re just his toy but somewhere deep inside of him, he wanted to make you satisfied and happy. So, maybe he’ll delve into his desires a bit.

He moved his free hand down to rub your clit fast and hard as his hips picked up the pace, practically pounding into your poor gaping ass. You cried out and arched your back and he spanked your clit which tipped you over the edge and you came, clenching around his cock as your pussy squirted all over his hand, making him smirk. He spanked your cunt as he helped you through your orgasm and he growled out your name before cumming deep in your ass.

“Good fucking girl. Such a good girl for your daddy. Fucking hell, love your tight ass so much. Always taking what daddy gives you like the good girl you are.” He growled in your ear as he laid on the cot with you and held you close to his chest. Your back was pressed up against him as he covered you two with the sheet and he nuzzled into your hair.

You were just supposed to be a plaything but having you so compliant and sweet on him, he was screwed because a part of him knew he needed you just as much as you needed him.

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littlelioncub43 · 11 months

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Super dark!reader having naked Robert and Lloyd on a leash. They have to be on all fours when she walks somewhere and have to sit next to her (also on the floor) when she is having a meeting😏 she loves to humiliate them and loves to punish them

Oh my goodness, its been forever since we talked about Robert Pronge 💀 I went soft for this, I can't help it, I'm a softie!

The bruises on his knees were constant. The ache and tenderness in his joints never went away, you made sure of that. Thankfully, the blue, purple, and yellow marks only decorated his legs; you'd been in a kind mood these last few weeks, and he wanted to keep you like that.

Even now, as you sit in a meeting with one of your arms supplier from the West coast, you idly play with his hair. Hell, you even gave him a blanket to keep the icy bite of your office at bay— you in the best fucking mood on the planet. It was terrifying Robert.

You sat cross-legged in your leather chair at the head of the mahogany meeting table, your attention half on Martinez and half on your little pet at your feet. The statistics were mind-numbing, figures you already read in his report this morning, the meeting only being a formality, a show of respect to you. Martinez, thankfully, was just about done, he could tell you didnt want to be here any longer than necessary.

"That just about covers it, Ma'am. Any other details that I've missed should be in the report I sent this morning, but I'd be happy to go over them again if you'd like me t—"

"No need for that, Martinez, your report was very thorough," you calmly interrupt, still threading your fingers through Bobby's soft locks, your good mood was even scaring Martinez, "you may go now. Give my best to your wife, will you?"

"Yes, of course, Ma'am," he nodded with a well practiced professional smile. "Goodnight."

You don't watch Martinez as he makes his exit, instead keeping your eyes on Bobby, who's eyes were trained on the floor, like you taught him. His favorite dark blue blanket was wrapped around his waist, cushioning his knees. You though about giving him a pillow but you knew that he'd like the blanket more today. With a sigh, you gently turn Robert to face you with a finger on his chin.

"You've been so good for me, pet," you whisper and hold his chin in your hand, your thumb stroking his cheek. Robert was nearly a puddle from the praise alone, but the gentle touches were sending him deep into the headspace only you could put him in. You grin when you see his eyes glaze over. God, he was so fucking easy to control. "You like being good, don't you, pet?"

"Yes, Mistress," he agrees immediately, his voice dreamy and desperate— absolutely pathetic, "I love being good."

"I know you do, baby," you coo and lean down to kiss his forehead, a reward. When you pull back, Bobby's hands are gripping the blanket over his thighs firmly to keep to himself, ever the good boy. What catches your eye is the growing tent beneath the navy blue blanket. "Aw, Bobby, are you hard?"

He nods as his face flushes with a combination of embarrassment and desire. He can barely remember a time when you calling him 'pet' didn't get him harder than a fucking rock, but he knows he wasn't always like this. The thought doesn't linger for long when you tug his leather leash to bring him closer to you, your lips barely touching as you speak.

"Shall I take care of that for you, pet?"

How can he refuse?

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brandycranby · 8 months

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♡▪︎ Glitter on Your Lips ▪︎♡

Robert "Mr. Freezy" Pronge x Desi!reader for @astrorogers

a part of my asian reader moodboard series where east asian, south asian, and south east asian readers are represented. requests always open

*All pictures from Pinterest, none are mine*

#feel like it needs to be said that i went with a mid toned model bc heather said she didnt have a preference #but this does not represent all desis ofc #you're welcome to ask for a mb w a tanner model or specific culture/region #i did 'morning in mumbai' for my friend bc she's from mumbai #and i'll happily do a mb for any specifications you want (research will take me a while so pls forgive me)#my moodboards #asian reader moodboard series #robert pronge moodboard #mr freezy moodboard #moodboard #mr freezy x you #robert pronge x you #mr freezy x reader #robert pronge x reader

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sgt-seabass · 2 years

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💀 dark | 🔥 smut | 💧 angst | 🥰 fluff | 💐 hurt/comfort

𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒖 | multiple characters x reader

Like clockwork, continuous and inevitable, the fate of these Omegas was set the moment a group of alphas came into their lives. 💀🔥

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xcaptain-winterx · 2 years

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Robert Pronge: Time to sin AU

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• coming soon

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eulalielatibule · 11 months

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I need more Freezy x Reader fics!! If y'all have recs, either here or on AO3 let me know please 🙏🏼

#robert pronge x you #robert pronge x y/n #robert pronge x reader #mr freezy x reader #mr freezy x you #mr freezy x y/n

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cottagecheese1 · 2 years

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° Robert pronge °

Knocking on the devils door (dark stepdad Robert Pronge x reader)

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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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Sweet Cherry Pops, Part 3

Summary: Sundae and you get jealous

Pairings: Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge X Reader, Cherry

Rating: mature

Warnings: language, Sundae tears, pissy Robert, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.1K

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This is a bad idea. Each time a new person comes into your home, and your sweet baby slaps at whatever is closest to her, mouthing dada, you realize how stupid this was. Sundae hadn’t ever been exposed to too many people at once like this, and she was getting frustrated at Cherry not being there.

Seeing Robert she squeals at him, making grabby hands to the door, “Hello, my Pretty Girl, and my beautiful baby,” picking her up off your hip, he wraps an arm around you to guide you outside. “He’ll be here,” he whispers to the two of you. “He called.”

“Dadadadadadadada,” Sundae repeats, and Robert rolls his eyes.

“We gotta…freaking fix that.”

“She’s confused. She’s used to seeing Cherry everyday,” Robert jumps when his daughter screams beside him, looking down at her accusatory. “See? Cherry.”

“Dadadadadadadada!”

Robert takes a deep calming breath as he looks towards you, “How often were you screaming his name?”

“Funny, I don’t use his nickname during sex,” he turns his face to glare at you, “What? You’re the one bringing it up. There’s video evidence to prove it.”

“Now, wer’re fucking talking,” you clear your throat, glancing down at the baby who was still trying to reach behind her. “We’re freaking talking. How about tonight…after I say my piece, we watch it while Cherry and I take you apart.”

“Dadadada!” She squeals, trying to look between you and Robert, squealing even louder before grunting. “No no!”

“Hey, Baby Girl,” Cherry gives you a quick kiss to your temple, and when you and Robert turn around it is blatantly obvious why your daughter is grunting at him. “I would like for you guys to meet Elena.”

“No no! My dada!” Reaching out his hands towards the baby, she slaps his hand away looking over at the woman. “My!”

“Oh, don’t be like that, come here,” she shakes her head no, clinging more onto Robert, and you don’t know how to feel. Who was this woman? Where did she come from? And she just pissed you off looking at her because she was making Sundae upset. “Sundae, baby, come here.”

“No no! Ehh!” Sticking out her tongue she blows a raspberry over at the woman. Giving her a kiss to her chubby cheeks, you completely avoid looking at her, turning your body into Robert’s. “Dada?” Sundae pouts, and Elena looks between the three of you baffled.

“You didn’t say you had a kid,” ugh, you didn’t even like her voice. It was grating on your nerves. Cloying in the sound. Like nails on a chalkboard.

“She’s fucking mine,” you give Robert a little pinch, but still are thankful he spoke up. He didn’t care. All he cared about was letting people know who you and Sundae belonged to. “She’s confused because I was in prison. Got it overturned because a nasty…freaking crooked cop was planting…freaking evidence on my case. Cherry boy here, he kept my Pretty Girl safe. She was pregnant with my child. You know, standard stuff. He…freaking protected her. And took care of her, didn’t you?”

“Not here, Robert,” Cherry warns him. Still trying to get Sundae’s attention that was hiding her face from him. “Sunny, won’t you let me hold you?” She shakes her head no, and you want him to know that she had been waiting on him. Had been watching the door every time it opened. Had a happy squeal stop the moment she realized it was not him. But right now, he didn’t deserve that.

“Baby?”

“Babe, why don’t we get us a beer,” Elena pompously answers. You didn’t like anything about this woman. But Robert was the one who’s anger was growing wilder every second. You and Sundae were uncomfortable in your own home.

Cherry brought an outsider here, and his baby and his Pretty Girl were…well, you were both jealous. He could see it in your eyes. Feel it in the way you tried to ignore Cherry and this woman. Robert wants to laugh, all except for the part that you and his daughter were not happy. This he couldn’t have.

He watches Cherry being practically dragged outside by this girl, and even Cherry was looking back at Sundae. You are a grown woman, but he did not like that little girl refusing to be held by him. It hurt deeper than he could have ever fathomed, and even the way you were refusing to meet his eyes hurt him in the pit of his stomach.

“Pretty Girl, I’m going to go outside. Come on.”

“Give me a minute,” you answer softly, looking over at your daughter who had her bottom lip puckered out. Hurting you was one thing, hurting the most precious thing in your life was something completely different. Sundae didn’t deserve to feel left out in her home. She was too young to worry about feeling jealous, especially when it was concerning Cherry.

“Mama,” she buries her face in your chest, and you hate that woman. Pissed off at Cherry, but you hate that woman. Even thought about asking Robert to take care of the situation, but that would be cruel. He would do it. You didn’t know anything about this woman, other than you just didn’t like her. Didn’t like how she was touching him. You told Robert this was a bad idea, and this was proving it. “Mama, out!”

“I know, sweetheart, you want to go outside. Come on.”

“Dada?” She tilts her head to the side, giving you a pitiful little grin, and you wonder how Cherry could do this to her. You were one thing. He didn’t leave the other night on good terms, but Sundae?

Walking outside, her eyes scan the backyard, whining a moment when she spots that woman sitting in Cherry’s lap, and you have to remind yourself that he’s not yours. “Mama, dune,” Sundae tells you, reaching for your face. You look around a moment, and just didn’t feel comfortable with her crawling around with all these people. She could get trampled on. Had it only been Cherry like you wanted, she could have played in her space, “Dada!”

Her yell was more distressed than anything, and caught the attention of the right person. Cherry looks at the woman, and politely pushes her off as he makes his way to you, leaving the woman behind, and every step makes Sundae’s smile get even bigger. Her chunky little legs kick around, until he holds out his hands, and takes her in his arms. “I think she’s jealous,” you state as he holds her close to his chest. Rocking himself back and forth. He missed her as well.

“Is she the only one?” You glare at him. He was being unfair. You wanted to talk to him, and to Robert, just not with all these people. “I see.”

“Cherry, it’s not like that.”

“Then tell me what it’s like? Tell me why it’s fair that I was there during the pregnancy, I was there when we brought her home, I was there raising her with you, and then Robert comes home, and…”

“He is her father, and I love him. I can’t just,” you pause a moment as you start to get upset, looking towards Robert who was nursing a beer, and stands up to come closer to you. “He’s a part of my life.”

“Yes, and you’ve made that clear. And I’m not in that equation anymore. You got what you needed out of me.”

“Now, wait a fucking minute,” Robert grunts as he walks beside the three of you, “That’s not…can we talk after the fucking party party?”

“We’re talking now. You both used me. And I have…I developed,” he looks at Robert regretfully, because the last thing he wants is to insult him, but he had enough. This was silly, this back and forth. And he was the third wheel. “I developed feelings for you and Sundae. And as soon as he comes home, I’m thrown out,” you shake your head no, already feeling your heart breaking, because this wasn’t true. This was a bad idea.

“And I can’t watch you two. I can’t pretend that I don’t want to be a part of it, and you…you’re never going to allow that, Robert.”

“I never fucking said that. Can we wait until after the fucking party?” You give him a little squeeze of his hand, trying to remind him that Sundae was around. “No, I’m talking to him how I fucking talk. This needs to be done in goddamn private.”

“Then you should have asked for just me. I’m moving on,” he gives Sundae a hard kiss to her cheek. Extending her back to you, but she cries reaching for him. A steady dadadadadada flowing off her lips. “I’m not your daddy.”

“Dada!” She screeches when you grab her. Her body flailing around trying to get back in his arms.

“You’re leaving a fucking baby?” Robert shouts at him as he heads back to that woman. “She’s fucking screaming for you.”

“Then deal with her! She’s your daughter. Not mine, remember?” Now you were the one crying. Walking into the house, and into your bedroom. Removing yourself and your distraught baby from the situation. “It’s time for you to start standing up for your family.”

“And it’s time for you to stop being a fucking pansy ass mother fucker!”

“Blame me,” he grabs Elena’s hand, walking to the gate, instead of going through the house. He didn’t want to hear Sundae. Didn’t want to rush to that baby and hold her until her tears stopped. Could almost see her starting to hold her breath because she was so upset. “Whatever you need to do so you can’t be at fault, huh?”

“You better shut your goddamn mouth. I was going to fucking tell you something.”

“Then fucking tell me!” Cherry drops Elena’s hand, holding his arms out as he stares at Robert. “Tell me! What the hell do you even have to say? Yeah,” Cherry lets out an annoyed laugh, “That’s what I thought. Choked. If you’ve got something to say, say it.”

“She loves you!”

“Which one?” Robert takes a heaving breath, looking around at his backyard. He couldn’t admit this to Cherry, so what made him think he could admit to everyone here? You were right. This was a bad idea. “Go on, tell me? Which fucking one, Freezy? Is it the baby that calls me daddy, or is it your…fuck off! I don’t fucking need this shit. Let’s go!” He doesn’t bother grabbing Elena’s hand as he stomps out of the yard.

Robert looks around at the guests who were still completely silent, waiting on whatever it was that was going to happen. All of them frozen, and scared to move. “Get the fuck out of my mother fucking house!”

He picks up a table, tilting it back as bags of chips crash to the ground. “Out! Everybody fucking out!” No one wanted to be on the other side of Robert’s wrath. Everyone scurries off, while Robert wails fuck up at the sky. Wanting to throw a beer bottle, but Sundae played out here. Wanted to shoot something, but there were no contracts.

He was confused. Cherry was the only exception. He loved Cherry in his way, too. But you were just as in love with Cherry as he was you. Both of you were struggling to admit what was going on, and Robert was too confused on how to get the two of you together. “Fuuuck!” He screams again. He didn’t know. Didn’t know what to do or how to make it right.

He hated seeing his baby girl reach for Cherry, screaming for him as he walked away. Now he was pissed because Cherry hurt two people; you and his daughter. Cherry was either going to talk to the two of you like a man, or Cherry was going to be gone forever. This would not happen again.

He trudges back in the house, going into the bedroom to see you holding a sniffling baby. “Let me hold her,” he says softly, and Sundae does go to him easily. Her little lip trembles with every sniffle she makes as he holds her on his chest. “There there, darling. It’s going to be okay. Pretty Girl, I’m going to make this right. Man to man. Just me and…him,” Sundae takes a few staggered breaths, smacking her lips, and she rubs her hands over her eyes. “Is her sleepy? Her needs her little ice cream cone.”

There was something too adorable about seeing Robert baby talk to his little baby girl. Rocking her as he walks around, trying to calm her, and you get up to get her stuffed ice cream cone. Giving him a moment to bond with his daughter as he kisses around her head. He would make it right. You and Sundae were not going to be upset again. Cherry was the perfect accompaniment to your odd family. He was in fact, the cherry on top.

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the-queen-of-hell-666 · 2 years

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His Fucktoy

Kinktober 2022 - Day 4

Pairing: Mr. Freezy (Robert Pronge) x Bratty!Fem!Reader

Kink: Degrading

Words: 1.7k

Summary: Robert’s wife leaves for the weekend and you come over and he doesn’t plan on letting you go anytime soon.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (nipple play, vaginal fingering, squirting, unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, overstimulation, rough sex, daddy kink, degrading, pussy slapping, spanking), slight!soft!Robert, slight aftercare, reader being a tease

a/n: Here is Day 4! I hope you like it and this was my first time writing Robert Pronge so I hope I did good!

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Robert walked into the large two story house, his cunt of a wife went to her sister’s for the weekend, so Robert had the house to himself. It was his only quiet time, he could barely stand his wife when was home, it took all of his willpower to not kill her because he had to keep up appearances. So that meant he had to take his anger and his frustrations out on something or someone else.

As soon as you heard your phone ring, you knew it was Robert. Earlier that day, you watched his wife leave with their son and you waited for the phone to ring. You got up from your comfy spot on the couch and grabbed the receiver and pressed it to your ear.

“Hello?” You asked through the phone acting as if you didn’t know who it was.

“Get your fucking ass over here now.” Robert growled into the phone and you felt your panties dampen at his low voice.

“What’s wrong, Robbie? Wifey ain’t giving you what you want?” You purred with a smirk as you heard him growl.

“You know she ain’t now get your ass over here. I won’t ask again, you brat.” He grunted into the phone as his voice got low.

You shivered, “I’ll be over in five minutes.” You whispered before you hung up and rushed to your room to pack a small bag for the weekend knowing that Robert wouldn’t let you go once he got his hands on you. You went through your back door and tiptoed through backyards till you reached Robert’s house.

You two had to keep you coming over quiet so it wouldn’t ruin either of your operatives and you opened his unlocked back door and slipped in. You set down your bag on the counter and heard footsteps before you saw Robert walk into the kitchen with his jeans low on his hips without a shirt.

He stormed up to you immediately and grabbed you by your throat, pulling you up to crash his lips against his. He squeezed your throat as he growled against your lips, making you moan and he slid his tongue in your mouth. His hands moved to your ass and pulled you up against him and you wrapped your legs around his slim waist.

“You fucking tease. I swear I’m gonna pound the brat out of you. Gonna fuckin’ ruin your slutty cunt.” He growled against your lips as he stormed down the hallway to the bedroom. You whimpered when you heard the anger in his voice and he kicked the door open before sitting on the bed with you in his lap.

“Missed you too.” You giggled as his hands went up your top before ripping it over your head.

He growled as his lips latched onto your sensitive nipple bitting and sucking eagerly. “You have no idea. Been fucking my fist all week and nothing, need your tight snatch and ass.” He grunted against your skin before pulling away and tossing you on the bed. “I need to fucking ruin you.”

You giggled softly that turned into a gasp as his hands plucked and squeezed your nipples. They hardened against his touch and he leaned down to latch onto your peaked nipple, sucking hard. His other hand rolled your nipple between his fingers as he nibbled on your exposed skin and you ran your fingers through his hair detangling it gently as he showed your breasts attention.

“Come on, Robbie. Don’t be a fucking tease.” You whined as you tugged on his hair and he pulled his head up to look at you before he moved to tower over you.

“You don’t tell me what to do, princess. You’re my fuck toy. My little slut.” He growled as he kissed you passionately as his hands moved to the shorts you were wearing and he yanked them down off your legs. He was quick to flip you over so he could pin you to the mattress and he slid your panties to the side as he slammed two fingers into your already sopping cunt. You cried out as his thick fingers split you open and you grasped the pillows in front of your head.

He started thrusting them in and out of your pussy rubbing your g-spot with every thrust making you cry out his name and plead him for more. “R-robbie! O-oh!” You cried out as you gripped the pillows moaning loudly.

He smirked at your moans and wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you up into his lap as his fingers still moved in and out of you. “You like daddy’s fingers in your slutty messy cunt? Does it feel good?” He asked as he curled his fingers in your soaked pussy. You whined and grinded your hips against his hand and he chuckled against your neck from where he nuzzled.

Your walls quivered around his fingers as he pounded you making you deliciously sensitive making you squeal softly as you got closer to your orgasm. “Daddy, I’m so close. G-gonna cum!” You warned before he bit down on your neck pushing you over the edge and you came hard on his fingers. You squirted on his hand and wrist as he helped you ride out your orgasm. You slumped against his chest as he kissed your neck.

“That’s daddy’s good messy slut.” He smirked as he moved you onto your hands and knees and bit his lip at the sight of your messy pussy. “Look at you. All fucking soaked just for daddy.” He growled as he spanked your sensitive cunt making you cry out and jolt forward. He smirked before unbuckling his pants and quickly yanking them off with his boxers before stroking his hard cock, groaning at the sight of your cunt all soaked and ready for his cock.

You whined as you wiggled your ass for him, “Come on, daddy. Want you to fuck me, ruin me.” You purred as you smirked at him over your shoulder.

“I swear you’re gonna be the death of me, princess.” He scoffed as he slid the head of his cock through your folds teasing your hole with his head. “Gonna fucking ruin you.” He grunted as he slammed into your tight pussy groaning at the feeling of your walls squeezing him. You squealed softly at the sudden fullness of your pussy and you bit your lip as your toes curled.

“D-daddy!” You screamed as he started pounding in and out of you, slamming into your sweet spot with every thrust. He grunted and groaned in your ear as he used you like a toy and he moved his hand up to your neck and wrapped it around your throat and pulled you up as he leaned back still thrusting his hips up into your warm cunt.

“Look at you, taking daddy’s cock like the good little whore you are. Always so good when I fuck the brat out of you.” He growled against the shell of your ear as his other hand rubbed tight circles against your clit. “M’not stopping till I fuck you dumb and I make sure you can’t leave. You’re my little whore, aren’t you, princess?” He whispered and you looked over your shoulder as you nodded but he smacked your face. “I need words.”

You whimpered at the smack as your walls clenched around him. “M’your w-whore. O-only yours.” You whined as you moved your hip desperately back against his cock, wanting more of what he was giving you. You could feel your impending orgasm building up in your lower belly. Him being so rough with you made you so fucking turned on, you loved when he degraded you and just used you, while still making sure you felt good.

He chuckled darkly at your broken voice and he leaned down to kiss you passionately sliding his tongue into your panting mouth. He slapped your clit as he bit your bottom lip making that already tight coil snap and you came hard on his cock, crying out his name. “There we go, that’s a good fucking girl. My little slutty princess, just loving her daddy slapping her around.” He smirked as he moved to kiss on your neck and nibbled on your skin.

“O-oh, f-fuck. T-t-too much!” You whimpered as he continued to pound into your overstimulated pussy and smack your clit just making you shake with pleasure.

“You can take it. You will take it.” He growled into your ear as he moved faster in and out of you. He was quick to shove you onto the bed and curl himself over your back. His large hands gripped your hips tight pulling you back to slam your ass against his lap, making you grip the sheets tight trying to hold onto something as he plowed you into the mattress.

He spanked your ass over and over again as he pulled two more orgasms out of your quivering pussy. You were a drooling, moaning, and sobbing mess with warm tears rolling down your cheeks as you gripped the sheets. He grunted as he pulled out of your pussy and shot his warm ropes of cum on your ass painting your skin white as you slumped against the bed. He lazily stroked himself to help through his orgasm and he sat back on the bed panting. He regained his breath before he got up and went to the bathroom after throwing on a pair of boxers and he wetted a washcloth before coming back and cleaning off your ass and your pussy. You just whimpered as he cleaned you and he shushed you rubbing a comforting hand down your back before he was finished and tossed the cloth away and laying next to you.

You looked up at him with tired eyes and a lazy smile, “Mm, fuck that was so good.” You whispered with a small yawn and Robert chuckled before pulling you to him and throwing the blanket over you two.

“That was. You know how to make a guy happy.” He chuckled and you gently pulled his glasses off his face which were all smudged and crooked and you closed them before setting them on the table. “Thanks.” He smiled and you kissed his lips softly before nuzzling into his neck and you slowly fell asleep. You knew you needed it before you two continued tomorrow. This was going to be a long and pleasurable weekend.

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Is it ok to ask this

Dark reader x basment husband robert pronge hc + pegging and fingering him

It is 😄

NSFW below the cut. Warnings: dark!reader, non-con/dub-con, gun play, violence, anal play, fingering, spit as lub, praise kink, just— filth.

If it weren't for the gun pressed to the back of his head, Robert would have killed you the moment your spit covered fingers stroked his untouched hole. The cooing noise you made mocked him when he tried to pull away but stopped when he remembered your words.

'The more you resist, the rougher I'll be.'

And you were. He had the cuts to prove it.

"You're learning," you hummed and kissed along his spine so you could whisper in his ear, "good boy."

Robert fisted the blankets even tighter, unable to control the way his body reacted to your words. You giggled when you felt his puckered hole flutter against your lubed up fingers. You kissed his cheek, your alluring, floral perfume filled his senses. He remembered thinking how pretty you smelled when he first met you at the grocery store. He thought about how he'd taint that feminine smell with the scent of sweat and sex and tears and blood. The smell was mixed with blood and sweat, just not yours.

"Knew you'd like being a good boy, Bobby," you purred and slipped your finger into his ass, pressing the barrel of your gun into his skull even harder to hear him hiss even louder.

"F-Fuck," he grunted through gritted teeth, his body tensing up as your dainty finger filled him to the knuckle. You smirked and withdrew your finger slowly, only to pump it back into him just as slowly. Almost as if you wanted it to feel good, the thought disgusted Bobby. Especially when his body welcomed another finger like it was nothing.

"There you go, Bobby, taking me so well," you praise cruelly, kissing his shoulder a few times before sitting back to watch your fingers disappear inside him. "Would you look at that? Youre so fucking pretty bent over for me, baby."

Robert can't contain the whine that leaves his mouth when your fingers speed up, diving deeper and deeper into him until you graze along a spongey spot inside him.

"Aaaah!" He moaned when you hooked your fingers into that special spot a few more times just to hear him cry out. You chuckle and put all your focus into hitting that spot for him, taking note of the way his painfully hard cock is bobbing and flexing with need. It was a rule: he couldn't touch himself.

"You gonna cum, Bobby?" You ask gently. You knew the answer.

"Y-Yes!" He hoarsly growls, his arms trembling to hold himself up right. He never felt anything like this. The shame of being fingered, the shame of liking it— it made his cock unbearably hard. "M'gonna cum!"

"I know, pet. Your poor cock looks so hard. Do you want me to touch it?" You hum.

"Please! Fuck— please!" He practically screams. He needed you to touch him or he was going to die. You smirked, even though he couldn't see it, Robert heard it in your words.

"No. You're going to cum like this," you say sternly, sliding another finger into him, stretching him out more than he thought possible. Robert wanted to die at your words, he yelped when all three of your fingers pressed into his g spot. "You're gonna cum like the whore you are, and you're going to fucking thank me for it. Do you understand me?"

When he didn't answer you fast enough, you brought the handle of your handgun down on his head, not too hard but enough to send the message. He grunted at the hit, his ass squeezing around your fingers.

"Do you fucking understand me?" You growled in warning, a warning that Robert heeded.

"Yes! Yes, I understand!" He responded through gritted teeth and throaty whimpers of pleasure. You sped your fingers up even more, smiling at how his hips start pushing back on you. His cock flexes a few more times between his thighs, the pitch and volume of his moans getting higher and louder each time. Robert hangs his head, his body betrayed him as the pleasure overtook him.

"F-FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!" He bellows as he finally releases. His cum sprays the bedding beneath you both. Ribbons of pearly white cum shoot from his reddened tip over and over and over, leaving Robert light headed and trembling. He's never cum so hard in his entire fucking life.

"Oh, such a good boy," you purr happily behind him as he cums, your fingers slow down but milk him for all he's worth. Gingerly, you slide your fingers from his used hole. You can't help but gaze with pride at how wrecked he looks. Robert uses every ounce of strength left in him to keep himself upright.

"I always knew you'd look so pretty like this, Bobby."

He can't find the words to respond and chooses to stay silent, if the double-ended dildo laying next to him is any clue— the night was far from over.

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