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So basically, I was listening to @ChloeCollins' song "Mind of Mind," and this popped in my head :3, so, this is my first public fic and I hope you guys enjoy!
P.S: Female Character Is unnamed so only she/her pronouns will be used in refrance to her and this takes place around s7ish.
Chapter 2: I count the seconds till your home
Summary:
"I walked back and forth. Pacing, waiting till the door opened."
Or
Spencer waits up for her only for the consequences to come...
Notes:
Sigma :3
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I walked back and forth. Pacing, waiting till the door opened. At every sound, I perked up. At every light, I jolted. Hours passed by my legs going tired. They even gave out once or maybe twice. I don't remember. I counted every second. I recited the book "In Cold Blood" by Truman Capote, at least twice in my head word for word. I play 4 games of chess against my self cause I'm not allowed to go to the park and play with real people, so I play by myself.
My coworkers worry about me. They've seen the bruises she left but I brush it off. Remind them of how "clumsy" I am. Anyways... it was 10:56:37 PM when I heard the door unlock.
Chapter 3: And I can get my hands on you.
Summary:
"Hey pretty boy I've wanted you all night"
Or
Spencer us forcefully turned on by her..
Notes:
⚠️TW:SA, manipulation, and slight violence.
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The door creaked open, and she walked in her heels clicked on the apartment floor, filling the space with her dominance.
"Hi! I waited for you!" Spencer stuttered, tripping over his words.
"I've wanted you all night, pretty boy," she said, her voice threatening to Spencer's tired form.
"Oh, ok! What do you want me to do?" He spoke, his voice trembling once agian.
"I want you to touch me," she grabbed his crouch, his body jerking unexpectedly.
"Ma'am.. I.. I uhm wasn't planning on this for tonight. " he nervously steps back her following him.
"Aw~ pretty baby doesn't want me? How dare, maybe I'll just have to punish you. "
"No no no please don't. You did the other day. I've been good. I promise I'll do whatever you want me to just please don't hurt me." He begged for her not to hurt him. He didn't want the touching, but he was addicted to her no matter how much he hurt. His slacks were going tight from her implacations, his body and mind drawn to her no matter if he really wanted it or not. "Get in the room, baby." She commanded a leash that had Spencer by the neck, a noose that's permanently tightened. He walked. No. Ran to their shared room unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it off. "Good now, take those off too," she spoke, pointing to his tent from her overwhelming welcome. "You're hard for me, baby. You can't deny that you want me. " she flaunts her body, taking off her already tight dress that leaves little to the imagination. Spencer repeated 3 words over and over in his head. "I want this," he said. In his brain, but not out loud. "I want this." So what she told him he did. He took off his pants reluctantly and paused when he got to his boxers. "What are you waiting for slut? Take em' off now!" She commanded once more untill he complied his red cock springing free for her use only. Not even for his own pleasure. Just hers "aww so pretty and hard for my Spence.." her tone condescending to his rapid intelligence. Dumbing him down to a toy, an object for her use. "You haven't shaved in a while, huh?" Her nail went from the base of his cock, nearing his balls all the way to the sensitive, red and wet tip. Spencer letting out a shutter and a gasp at her invasive touch. "I..fuck didn't say you could-" he gets cut of by her stroking him full on, hard and fast, she spits on his cock that has her hand wraped around it for less friction. "I'm gonna ride you till you can't fucking breath" she responded "you don't get to choose what I do or don't, I make the rules and you follow them". "Yes ma'am" he responded his tone sluty and scared all at the same time. This isn't his first time not being asked before someone touches him like this. But with her it's diffrent. He wants it so bad, he wants to pin her down and fuck that tight wet pussy of hers. Contdictory: He wants to lock himself in the bathroom and cry himself to sleep because of the unwanted situation that's all too familiar. Minutes feel like hours untill she slips the condom on him and finally sets her cunt on him, grinding and bouncing as Spencer's mind rattled in fear and pleasure. Before he knew he he has came, his white filled the rubber inside her. They road out their high untill she fell beside him, laughing in a horrific tone before he drifted off.