Thread by @dreamsinacuario

#ORV #joongdok #41KDJ
femjax41!YJH+blackmail+nudes+lingerie+breeding kink+obsessive possessive behavior

A small drabble (I hope it's a drabble with my track record) inspired by @passionspen scenario (submit a scenario and you might get a drabble👀👀)

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YJH (41) couldn't keep his eyes off of KDJ as she spoke with the rest of the class, having been elected as the one to handle the picking up of the report their professor had assigned them.

KDJ was someone that 41 was heavily interested in; his eyes immediately zeroed in on her—

whenever he entered a space that she was also in.

But she was also someone he considered it unfair that others saw, that the same smile that she gave to him was also given to everyone else; to her friends, to their professors, to the kids who lived in the same apartment complex—

as she did, to the stray kittens and cats she fed.

41 wanted her smile to be entirely his but he also wanted her tears and despair to be his as well.

Which is why when he found something he could use to have her in his grip, he instantly used it.

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KDJ's hands trembled as she read the papers 41 had callously shoved her way when she met up with him in the abandoned section of campus.

Her eyes could only zero in on the same words: "murderer's child."

Her entire body could only remember the living hell on earth she had gone—

through when this had been sort of public knowledge when she was in middle school.

Remembered the ache in her body after being beaten up, solely because of that knowledge.

Remembered lying down on a hospital bed, sobbing because she wasn't even able to do that right.

Because she remembered, the words that slipped weakly from her throat were desperate. "What do you want, Yoo Joonghyuk?"

She would do anything to avoid another hell on earth like the one she had lived in before.

41 looked at her with a look that she was unable to decipher the—

intent behind it, unable to know if he was filled with glee at her desperation or saw her as incredibly pathetic.

"Anything and everything, Kim Dokja. Whatever I tell you do, you'll do it." 41 spoke as he leaned into her ear, grabbing the folder filled with the documents and—

photos that contained everything of her past from her hands. "If you don't then... the entire campus will know and it'll spread like wildfire."

41 walked away with a smirk.

KDJ couldn't hold herself back from the displeased yelp that left her throat as she fell to the floor.

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KDJ glared at her phone, hoping that by looking at it for long enough, the message that contained 41’s order of the day would cease to exist.

She had foolishly thought that she wouldn't need to do anything today but 41 loved to torture her and prove her wrong when he—

sent her a parcel directly to her apartment along with a text.

After opening the parcel and reading the text, KDJ wanted to suffocate him (but knowing how hellbent he was with the whole idea, he might have a safety put in place if anything happened to him) but got up and did as—

ordered; settling her phone on the desk in a way in which her bed could perfectly be seen before making her way to the parcel and pulling out the items sent; a thick ridged dildo along with a skimpy and lewd piece of white lace lingerie.

KDJ pressed record before lying down on—

her bed, spreading her legs as wide as she could, absently touching herself in a weak attempt to make herself wet before she could even try to prepare herself for the dildo.

After a little while, her entire skin was flushed pink and coated with a light sheen as she fucked her—

cunt with four fingers, pulling them out with a soft hiss before starting to push the dildo inside of her but it was too big; too big that it made her brain immediately shut down, her legs trembling from the sheer girth of it.

KDJ wanted to stop recording, just send him the—

video of her cunt taking the tip of the dildo but she had read the instructions sent to her by 41.

[All of it has to go in, if not then you didn't do anything.]

And so, after three orgasms, a hoarse throat, her entire body trembling, the dildo's base was pressed against her—

dripping wet cunt; her throat weakly letting out whimpers as she crawled over to her phone, stopping the recording and sending it to 41.

Groaning at the reply she got from him.

[You took too long. If you take just as long next time, you'll have to shove it up your ass.]

——————

41 liked how the sword of once again being harassed until being unable to take it that hung over KDJ had made her more obedient.

Made her hold back on her smiles, hold back on her kindness and sweet nature.

Good, if he wasn't going to see them then nobody was.

She was also so good for him.

Earlier that week, KDJ had arrived to campus with a couple of anal beads stuffed up her ass.

Today, KDJ sucked his cock (it was funny to look at how inexperienced she was while doing it but she still tried so hard for him) before he made her get up

and bend over the desk he had been leaning on; tugging down her pants and panties before cumming directly on her cunt (which was sopping wet by the way; 41 always knew that KDJ was a liar whenever she said that she hated it), pulling her panties up.

The order of spending the—

rest of her day in her ruined panties was unspoken but she knew exactly what he wanted.

His acts with KDJ ramped up the more he had access to a pliant and obedient KDJ who would do whatever it took so he wouldn't expose her secret to the entire campus.

He adored it.

And so it led them to the situation they were currently it; 41 fucking fervently into a moaning and whimpering KDJ, her legs dangling from his shoulders as he made sure to put her in a perfect mating press, the sounds of her cunt taking what he gave it were perfect

Her entire body was covered with sweat, the silk lingerie being ruined from all the sweat and cum that had drenched it.

KDJ stopped moaning out pleas and begging for him to stop after her sixth orgasm (the third time he came deep inside of her cunt), and instead whimpered and—

moaned like a bitch in heat.

(He always knew she was like a bitch, needing to be bred and kept happy and pliant with a cock inside of her)

Initially 41 had only planned for this to go on until he finally felt satiated by KDJ.

Until he stopped feeling the burning urge of desire

and yearning thrumming under his skin at the sight of her.

But at the sight of a barely lucid, trembling, cum and sweat drenched mess that was KDJ; 41 knew that she was his.

How could he ever consider the idea of getting tired of her?

As if.

"So good for me, stop crying,"—

41 chided as he fucked her, the additional jingling of her collar and chained ankle cuff made such a perfect symphony to him. "You were made for this, to be mine. To be my perfect little cockwarming wife."

KDJ whimpered as he stole the thousandth kiss from her swollen lips.

//THE END//

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