Band One-Shots (Open!)

Good Girls Are Bad Girls In Disguise (Andy Biersack)

Author's Note: Potential trigger warning for sexual aggressiveness and knives. Also, just try and tell me Andy isn't a sex God.

"Daaaaaddy! Daddy Daddy Daaaaaddyyyyy!" I whined, tugging on the shirt sleeve of my Daddy Dominant, Andy, as he sat at his desk.

His piercing blue eyes flickered up to meet my own green ones. "Yes little one?" he asked, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.

I grinned, turned around, and leaned over so he could see my pink butt plug. "Does this jewel make my bum pretty Daddy?" I teasingly asked.

I heard him inhale sharply before he answered, "Yes little one. Very pretty." I heard typing again, meaning he was focusing back on work.

I stood up, spun around, and stamped my foot. "Pay attention to me!" I whined, tugging on his sleeve again.

"Are you throwing a tantrum little girl?" he growled, not tearing his eyes away from his computer screen, "Little girls that distract Daddy and throw tantrums get punished."

"Not a tantrum!" I grumbled, plopping onto the floor and kicking my legs a bit as I shook my head, my naturally red hair swishing around my face.

Daddy slammed his hand down on his desk, making me jump. He stood quickly and ordered me to do the same, so I obeyed.

He gripped my elbow tightly and pulled me down the hall into our special playroom, where we kept toys and such, and slammed the door.

"On the bed, face down." he said flatly, loosening his tie. Uh oh. "Nuh uh, I'm a good girl Daddy." I whimpered.

He picked me up and threw me on the bed, making sure not to actually hurt me.

"Good girls don't tell Daddy no when he says to do something." Andy snapped, retrieving three sets of handcuffs.

"I'm sorry Daddy." I said quietly, hoping to avoid punishment. "Not yet you aren't!" he laughed.

I was silent but shaking as he cuffed my ankles to the foot of the bed with my legs spread wide, then cuffed my wrists together.

"Hmm shall we use the paddle or the whip today?" he asked, more to himself than me, then said, "I think the paddle will do okay."

I heard him take it off it's hook in the wall, then step back over to me. A weight on the bed told me he was sitting beside me.

"I think 15 will remind you why you don't distract Daddy and throw tantrums." Daddy said happily, and I tried to shuffle away from him.

"Count out loud for me." he said, and then the paddle connected with my arse. "One!" I yelped, immediately feeling the pain.

He spanked me again. "Two!" Again. "Three!" He stopped then and stood up. "Let's get those pesky clothes off you..."

That can only mean they'll be cut off. Ugh, and I really liked this mini skirt and top too.

Daddy returned, and then I felt a knife tear into my barely-there clothing, and the shreds were tossed to the floor.

I turned my head around as best as I could to see him smiling down at me. "I love when you're so helpless." he murmured.

Then he spanked me again. "Four!" I cried, burying my face in the bed once more.

This went on till I received all 15 spanks. I was crying like a little baby but I didn't care. It hurt.

Daddy stood up again and I heard the paddle hit the floor, then heard his jeans being unzipped.

They too hit the floor, and then Daddy was on top of me. "You want my attention so bad?" he growled in my ear, "You've got it."

I cried out as he slammed into my entrance, but he gave no sign of caring that I was in pain.

I knew he did, and I could safe word at any time, but he's so cold sometimes, it's like I may as well be a blow-up doll.

Daddy pounded into me mercilessly, the pain soon being replaced by pleasure, till I was moaning like a whore beneath him.

"You like that little girl?" he grunted, "You like Daddy's cock inside your little pussy?"

"Yes Daddy, yes!" I moaned, feeling that knot in my stomach as my walls tightened around his erection.

He must've sensed it, because he shot his load into me a moment later, then pulled out just before I orgasmed.

"Please don't stop Daddy, please!" I begged. I heard him still panting as he got the key to my handcuffs and freed me.

"On your back." he told me, and I obeyed, squirming a bit from being so close to the edge and being denied.

He cuffed me to the bed once more, and this time blindfolded me so I had no way of knowing what he would do.

I heard him get into our "toybox" and then walk back over to me. His weight hit the bed once more.

"Daddy?" I whimpered, feeling unsure of the situation at hand. "I'm right here little one." he murmured, and then I heard buzzing.

That could only mean a vibrator. Fuck. "Daddy please don't tease." I whined, squirming yet again.

"That's not your decision to make." he said firmly, then I felt a large vibrator press lightly against my clit.

A wave of pleasure washed over me, making me moan loudly as I bucked my hips, searching for more friction.

In no time at all it seemed, I was right back on the edge. And every time Daddy would take it away, not letting me release.

"Does Princess wanna cum?" he asked teasingly. "Yes please Daddy!" I sobbed, arching my back.

I heard the vibrator be tossed aside, Daddy zipped up his pants again, and then took off my blindfold and cuffs.

"Come here little one." he smiled, stretching a hand out to me. I took it, and he picked me up and carried me to our bedroom.

He dressed me in a pair of jeans and one of his shirts, and then took me back into his study.

"Daddy has work to do now, Bailey." he said, "But if you really wanna cum, I'll let you hump my leg till you get there."

And with that, he sat and continued his work. But he knew that no matter how long and/or hard I did it, I wouldn't be able to cum.

Author's Note: I now realize that I fucked up this request. I'm an idiot. Let me know if you want it written. Also I saw them the other night (2/28/15) and oh my Gods amaaazing!