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Hey hey hey can I get a kind of mean aizawa so like he's a Dom and reader is well u get it but when he comes home from work he's pintup so he👉🏾🤏🏾👅💞💓😽😩💦🍑 reader's kit cat
Subject: BNHA, Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead
Title: YandereSpace Chp. 3.5: Failed Test
Trigger Warning: Non con, yandere, kidnapped darling, escape attempts, restraints, cunnilingus, daddy kink, biting, implied brat tamer
“You’re not happy to see me?” Aizawa palmed himself through his pants, already half-hard from work. Pinning villains, using his capture weapon, working up a sweat--all of it got him excited. And knowing you were at home waiting for him made it all worthwhile. 
Although, your behavior had been pretty rotten since you woke up bound to his bed--after he'd kidnapped you some time back. You had been an ungrateful little brat. He’d even changed the sheets for you, made sure he had lots of toys to please you with, and even stocked the fridge with your favorites. He tried being gentle at first, but honestly, he liked the idea of punishing you more. Most days, however, he just did what he wanted.
Aizawa didn’t hold back, greedily eating at your cunt, sloppy and messy. Your juices caught in his stubble, covered his chin. Listening to your sweet little whimpers and moans only spurred him on. He didn’t know how long he’d eaten you out or how many times you’d cum, but by the time he considered himself “satisfied” the sheets under your pussy were much darker. Aizawa licked his lips staring at the mess. 
Like right now. Aizawa was on his knees, his hot mouth breathing against your exposed cunt. “You didn’t look happy when I came through the door,” Aizawa purred. He teased your delicate skin, nipping his teeth at the soft flesh of your ass. You bucked away from him but that only let him get better access to the soft skin of your ass. 
He placed a kiss to your clit, watching you squirm against the restraints on your wrists and ankles. “Maybe you’ll get more excited when I make you cum.” He dragged his tongue across your entrance, relishing in your sweet taste. 
He untied your restraints, keeping himself between your legs, before slowly sliding into your cunt. Instantly, you grabbed his arms trying to ground yourself. Aizawa purred in your ear, his big hands grabbing your ass and working your hips against him. “You’re so fucking wet, angel.” He nipped at your ear. “You like how daddy fucks you that much? Huh?”
You mewled, trying to keep him appeased, but when Aizawa got like this, there wasn’t much you could do aside from letting him have his way. 
“God you’re so fucking soft,” he snarled. “Fit me so perfectly. Just for me.”
His hips stuttered as his first end rode up on him. “Can’t wait to fill you up. My good, sweet girl.” His grip on your hips tightened, fucking you rougher and rougher until his seed spilled inside of you, balls squeezing every last drop of cum into your insides. 
Aizawa groaned then, sinking down on top of you. “You’re mine,” he groaned, “all mine.” Slowly, Aizawa pulled his cock out and got off you, to lay on the bed. His eyes fluttered closed and his breathing slowly evened out. But he wasn't actually falling asleep. Aizawa knew it was cruel to do, but he had to test you.
You misbehaved each time he let you go and each time he has to punish you. Some days he hoped you'd misbehave, though, give him an excuse to fuck you silly like the little cum dump you were. But mostly, he wanted the comfort of knowing he could trust you.
And when you slipped out of bed, running toward the front door, Aizawa grabbed his capture weapon. Another failed test. At least you’d be fun to punish.
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albaedough · 2 years
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A Brat and then some~
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GENSHIN IMPACT Character x Fem!Reader Smut Stories
Characters: Pantalone
Pairings: Pantalone x Fem!Reader
Warnings: 18+ ONLY, rough sex, brat reader, brat taming, overstim, multiple orgasms, punishment via spanking
Taglist: @stygianoir
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Pantalone, furrowing his eyebrows in disgust and letting out an exasperated sigh, not having any forbearance for games, puts his pen down gently, looking up at you looming over his desk, "What do you need, agent Y/N?" he asks, trying to keep his voice calm, but in fact, was riddled with annoyance. Pantalone hasn't been quite fond of you, yet much to his dismay, you were assigned to him as you were the most competent in accounting. Tapping his finger on the desk, he continues to stare at you, draping one of his legs across the other, "I'm waiting. .if you have nothing to say, please, get out of my sight. I'm a very busy man."
"No," you muse, further getting on his nerves. The man didn't scare you, and you took joy in getting a rise out of him most days. While you were good at your work, you were even better at this. Placing your behind on his desk, you lean over his paperwork, accidentally knocking the neatly stacked files to the ground, "Oh, oops. ." you say unapologetically, a smile playing on your lips, knowing what you had just done.
"Oh, now you've done it!" Pantalone exclaims, narrowing his eyes in a glare, grabbing onto your wrist, "Pick them up," he demands, gesturing to the mess before you. You yank your wrist away from him and fold them across your chest; turning away from him, you huff, a pout forming on the bottom of your lip, "Must you always be like this? Testing my patience with you. .you dare go against me? Perhaps it's time I show you what you really do to me. .," he says, his voice dangerously low as his eyes glint with hunger.
You had him right where you wanted him; the constant craving for your master had your stomach lurch with anticipation as the butterflies went wild, longing to burst forward. Licking your lips, you grin wickedly, "Please punish me as you see fit. ." you murmur, matching his hunger. As you say that, Pantalone spins you around, slamming you down upon his desk as he hikes your skirt up, revealing your ass, and in a tantalizing display, you jiggle it, wanting so badly to be punished.
Raising his hand, he spanks you roughly, ensuring you wouldn't be able to sit comfortably tomorrow, "You've gotten on my last nerves. .I'll make sure you won't be able to walk. Consider this punishment. ." he says, a sinister smile decorating his calm exterior. He spanks you once more, and you let out a lovely whimper, wriggling your ass for more, "Tsk. .you've been such a brat, and now you're enjoying this? It seems I must intensify my punishment since you're being a slut. Since you show no mercy to me, I shall grant you the same. . are you prepared?" Pantalone asks, beginning to tug at your panties, revealing your bare ass beautified in his handprints as he sighs in contentment at his handiwork.
"You call this a punishment~?" you muse, relishing every last stinging smack to your ass, a wild grin playing at your lips. You had been entangled down a dangerous road and are thriving in it. Reaching behind you, you spread your asscheeks open, revealing the glistening mess of your cunt, "This is what your punishment is doing to me. ."
"Y-you impertinent brat!" Pantalone seethes, feeling the hardening of his cock press up against his pants at your exhibition, wanting so badly to be released, "Seems you want me to teach you some lessons," he says, his usually calm exterior thrown out the window as he removes his cock from its prison. Dick throbbing and twitching, Pantalone aligns your hips towards his cock, probing and tantalizing your hole as you whine, the slick of your cunt coating his tip.
"S-sir. .just fuck me already. ." you say, breathlessly, "Give it to m-me. ." with that last statement, Pantalone couldn't take it, and grabbing your hips roughly, he slams into you roughly, hitting the back of your wall as you cry out, "A-AH~," just where you wanted him.
Pushing your hips forward, he thrusts deep again, closing his eyes as he focuses on his one sure goal. .you, "Give it to you. . .ahh, I'll give it to you alright," he says, letting out a groan; he grabs onto your arms, pulling them back as you're bent over his desk, continuously thrusting hard. Your cries and whimpers are music to his ears as his cock continues ravishing you, grazing against your sweet spot with each thrust.
Your tongue hangs out of your mouth and tears stinging your eyes; you feel yourself nearing your peak as your walls tighten around him and a gush of slick exploads onto his cock as you cry out, "S-SIR~ I-I'm cumming!! A-AH~," you groan as you moan out for him, but Pantalone wasn't done with you yet.
Abruptly pulling out, Pantalone grabs you and flips you onto your back, raising your knees high, putting them across his shoulders, "I'm far from done, my dear," he says, his cock still throbbing as he rams into you again. Lifting your shirt, he exposes your breasts, and with his delicate fingers, he twists and pulls at your erect nipples, "Afterall. .this is your punishment for being insolent. So take me a bit longer," he murmurs, sealing his lips with yours.
Finding his tongue with ease, you moan into the kiss as Pantalone shoves his cock in and out of you ruthlessly; your sweet spot was getting raw as he hits it over and over again, and ravenously, you pull on his lip with your teeth as he growls, "My, my. .you're taking my punishment quite well."
You don't respond and kiss him again, wrapping your arms around his neck and removing one of his hands from your sensitive nipples; Pantalone slides his hand down your stomach, pausing to admire his bulge across your abdomen before finding your clit with ease, rubbing it painfully slow. His ruthless thrusts cause you to tip over the edge once more, this time crying out into his mouth, tears streaming down your face from pleasure, "Hn-hnnggg~ A-AH~."
Reaching his finale as your walls clench around him once more, Pantalone quickly removes his cock, ejaculating all over your messy cunt. Groaning from his release, he pulls away from the fervent kiss, "Well done~ For such a brat you took me so well," he muses, wiping your streams of tears away as you smile up at him.
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mushiethoughts · 2 years
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Think about sitting on a doms lap with your leg spread apart so he can play with your clit as he reads a book, only fasting his pace when you let out a squeal to keep quiet so he can concentrate, feeling his breath near your ear and kissing my neck as he chants praises in his low, deep, hypnotizing voice “you got the prettiest pussy I’ve even seen and it’s all for me” making your pussy clench around nothing, begging him to stuff his fingers inside your cunt. But he won’t give you what you want so easily, he begins rubbing around your clenching hole chuckling every time he hears you whimper, then suddenly starts pounding his finger in and out of you hitting the spot has you arching your back against his chest, dragging your nails on his fore arms bound to leave red marks, finally after a few more pumps of his fingers you reach your shaky orgasm making a mess squirting all over his lap wetting his pants, he pulls you in a passionate kiss pulling away to smile and congratulate you “you did so well”, how couldn’t he find joy seeing his lovely bunny all fucked out and satisfied with hearts in her eyes.
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lotusmoonbunni · 6 months
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Brat taming ft Esen (sub/brat) and Vandacia (dom/tamer)
Might have to reupload if tumblr no like but there's nothing to see. Vandacia belongs to my partner @molonginkdragon
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epic-sorcerer · 2 years
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I can’t believe how Merlin and Arthur’s relationship is so brat/brat tamer and they’re in a fucking Famiyl show 😭😭
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letstalktea · 2 years
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I will do literally anything Crewel says if he calls me a good boy… Or I may disobey just so he can punish me. Depends on my mood.
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azurelyy · 2 years
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Is it possible to take a brat and Daddy kink too far in a fic? Asking for a friend…
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dear-b0y · 7 months
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THIS IS AN MLM BLOG. WOMEN DNI.
“On Your Knees, Slut.”
NSFW WARNING.
C/W: humiliation (?), degrading, hair pulling, choking, brat taming, use of his tentacles, amab reader.
Azul Ashengrotto x M!reader
a/n: this isnt full on smut, im learning😭
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* You were known to mouth off, and cause trouble for your peers, but today—you had crossed the line.
In the middle of a dispute with Azul, you said something about his “chubby octopus tentacles” as an insult. When you argued, you aimed straight for peoples insecurities. Smirking to yourself, you thought you had won the pointless argument.
You could have not been more wrong.
Azul’s expression went dull for a moment, seemingly emotionless. You turned on your heel, sighing in contentment. As you began walking towards the door to exit the library, you felt something slick touch the back of your neck. You shuddered and quickly turned to look at Azul, who had an eerie smile painted on his face. One of his black tentacles shrunk back to him and he laughed at your confusion. In an instant, one shot your direction and pulled you to him by your waist, another covering your mouth. The tentacles were cold and you could feel them with your clothes, your hands desperately tried to pry them off you. They only squeezed tighter.
“What a selfish boy,” Azul cooed, bringing you close enough so he could whisper in your ear from behind you. “You disgust me, someone needs to fix that dirty little mouth of yours.” Your muffled curses at him were falling on deaf ears as he pulled your hair back, making your neck strain. The tentacle covering your mouth was pulled away and you used this chance to make a snarky comment.
“Jesus christ, what a sicko. Trying to seduce me with those slimy tentacles of yours.” You scoffed, grimacing at him and then turning your gaze to the ground. Azul turned you around to face him. “These tentacles are the things that’ll make a perverted slut like you desperate and crying for my attention, if you already aren’t.” he says smugly. His gloved hand went to your jaw, forcefully grabbing it and making you face him. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t the tiniest bit aroused, and he knew so. A tentacle slid up your leg and around your thigh, planting itself there tightly for now. “Hmm,” he hummed. “You’d look cuter on your knees.”
Your cheeks grew rosey. He knew you wanted it, but he also knew you wouldn’t go down willingly. You raised an eyebrow, “No, the fuck? Seriously, who the hell do you think you are?” His eyes narrowed in response and the tentacle that was previously on your waist slithered up to your neck and wrapped itself around it. Before you could try and claw it off, it squeezed, making you choke. It was painful, definitely, but you could now feel the strain of your pants against your increasing hard-on. Azul smirked at you. “I said…”
“On your knees, slut.”
With no choice, you were forced to sink to your knees. The tentacle loosened on your neck but didn’t move an inch away. “There, that’s a good boy. Now was that so hard?” He pulled your hair again, forcing your head back and snickering when you lowly whimpered at the sting of your scalp.
“I’m going to break you, sweetheart.”
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vilsoo · 2 years
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pairings. william afton x fem!reader
content warnings. bladder control, mentions of piss but not extreme, slight sadism, squirting, edging, fingering, fluff and aftercare.
notes. so i made a post before saying that i may be into a little bladder control and wanted to try writing a drabble about it. there aren’t any extreme piss kink themes here such as piss drinking or watersports but pls dni if you’re not into this !!
thinking about william deciding when you get to use the bathroom since you’ve been a brat to him all morning. after 5 glasses of water consumed and it’s already afternoon, you needed to go badly.
william would constantly deny, secretly enjoying the sight of you whining and begging to him like a helpless girl. “no. you were being a brat earlier.” “you can hold it longer the more you keep whining.” after being denied toilet privileges, your over-full bladder kept intensifying and throbbing it started to feel good. once william discovered your secret, he’s having you squatting in front of him with your legs spread out, thrusting his fingers inside your cunt you couldn’t stop squirming and your legs were trembling. after crying out that you were gonna be a good girl from now on, he’ll let out his fingers and let you urinate a little, but then tell you to stop. you’re whining and moaning from how frustratingly good your piss pushing into the sensitive g-spot of your cunt felt. “aw. look at my little pissy princess. you like being humiliated like this?” the more he taunted, the more you kept whining and shaking from the urge to release again. and after william had his little fun with torturing you, he’ll slide his fingers back inside and allow you to make a mess of yourself for him. you’re practically gushing onto his fingers and all over the floor from the shattering orgasm and how sensitive your pussy reacted. and once you felt like you were in a daze from the sweet relief, william would take care of you by bringing you to the bedroom and showering you with his kisses, his love, and a sweet tummy massage to subdue the pain your bladder went through.
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terrence-silver · 1 year
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Do you think that Terry would have a 'brat kink' and enjoy being a 'brat tamer' to his beloved? What kind of fun-ishments would he delight in giving to beloved?
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Funny that, because Terry is something of a brat himself as well as a tamer.
And tame he will, because he is bratty, regardless if beloved is.
I mean, look at this man and tell you don't see it:
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I do feel his brat-taming tendencies and dominant streak, sexually or otherwise, come about especially because Terry Silver is a control oriented, petulant, sadistic, playful, impish, competitive, 'I always win, consequences be damned' type brat at heart (especially in the 80's) who always gets what he wants, be it via sheer physicality, manipulation, copious amounts of money, sleek strategizing, bribery of others, unethical tendencies, talking and cornering beloved into things, intimidating them into things, making it seem like things are their idea when they aren't and expertly gaslighting them into believing so to be true; but yeah, hottake, Terry Silver is the brat --- so much so, that nobody else needs to be one because his own tendencies occupy a pretty wide space anyway, by default, and his need to be in charge and always come out on top and get what he wants, silently or very loudly depending of the situation and the manner of individuals he is dealing with, is so grand that anyone can seem like a brat next to him if he is keen on (falsely?) ascribing that role unto them (and distancing the label from himself) even when they aren't doing anything inherently bratty. Beloved doesn't need to be there mouthing off to him with pigtails or wearing a stereotypical pair of white stockings, c'mon now. Maybe they merely gently disagreed with a thing --- like one time --- and there it is, The Brat Emperor Valley-Boy Billionaire himself might see these as a direct challenge to his authority to be immediately, or in due time, depending of what Terry's current appetite for playing is, quelled, alongside with cleverly convincing beloved that they're being bratty for merely, say, expressing an opinion, in any manner of circumstance, in any out of the bedroom --- in social or sexual settings; no matter. After a while, with enough mind-games, beloved might be there truly thinking 'Gosh, maybe I am a brat?', all while not having done a genuinely bratty thing in their life, and of course the true brat of the situation, who is Terry, enjoys that immensely, finding a keen satisfaction in it. Because, if beloved is perpetually seen as a '''brat"" then that surely leaves endless space and opportunity open for discipline on account of literally anything without any rules, regulations or moral boundaries save the ones Terry deems fit, no?
And these are fun-ishments indeed.
Means he can put them over his knee for merely looking in someone's direction.
And then so very fun fun-ishments.
Where he can forbid them from anything he so pleases.
Anything, anywhere.
Beloved is a brat, after all, and brats need to be tamed and re-tamed, right?
Nicely and properly broken --- and he's just the man to do it.
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