Baroness Von Hellman x femreader. I've actually never written like this before. The fic is Baroness/female reader.
The Baroness visits a strip club where you work, you really want to be a designer. Plot twists everywhere as the Baroness adapts to b...
'Morning.' you enter the front door. The Baroness instantly smiles upon seeing you. '(y/n) I wondered where you had got to.' You kiss her cheek. 'I know you like to get up early so I got up earlier and picked up breakfast.' you sit down the paper bag of croissants. 'Darling your supposed to be resting.' she places her hand on the back of your neck giving you a gentle squeeze. 'I'm not the resting type.' you smile. After the three of you finish breakfast John drives you to Hellman Hall to see how the repairs are going. You and the Baroness are sitting on opposite sides of the car.
'Of course, the architect said the main structure of the house has remained undamaged but I am not surprised it's always had good bones.' she's been talking about the rebuild since you got in the car she looks out the window. 'Oh!' she jumps slightly when you slide up next to her. '(y/n)?' You smile placing a finger under her chin and leaning in to kiss her. 'What was that for?' she smiles her eyes fluttering back open when you part from her. 'You're just really beautiful.' you whisper. The Baroness gives you a genuine smile. 'I know, but it is nice to be reminded by you.' she strokes your cheek.
John rolls his eyes as you pull into Hellman Hall. There are builders and workmen alike all working on the project. The Baroness exited the car placing her sunglasses over her eyes. You follow her and she does not look pleased. She approaches a group of men on their tea-break. 'Am I paying you imbeciles to sit around and gossip?!' she barks causing them all to jump up. 'Who's in charge here?!' An untidy man in his mid-forties gets up still eating his sandwich. 'That'd be me, love.' You groan this isn't gonna end well.
'One, if you are in charge why aren't you at work, two, I am not your love. Where are you with the rebuild?' The man looks absolutely gobsmacked. 'I....huh?' The Baroness slowly raises her sunglasses staring at him. The man immediately begins to perspire. 'You're sweating and I can smell you.' she turns her nose up in disgust. 'Eh, eh, so Im Smithy and.' he drops his sandwich. You close your eyes. 'Perhaps you could show us what you've done?' you suggest. The Baroness lowers her glasses. Smithy nods. 'Yeah, yeah, course love.' The Baroness purses her lips. 'I mean ma'am.' You quirk an eyebrow. 'Ma'am? What am I the Queen of England?'
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Dusting himself off you follow him inside you struggle to keep up and miss most of the things he's telling her. When they stop at the stairs you finally catch up. She runs a gloved hand over the bannister. 'This is walnut.' she speaks. Smithy nods. 'That's right love walnut.' he pats the bannister. 'I specified that it be walnut 2, walnut is not what I told you to use you, incompetent idiot.' The smile drops from his face. 'Um.' The Baroness rolls her eyes and heads to the dining room.
'I'm telling you that's her.' There is another group of builders lazing around drinking tea and reading newspapers. 'They say she's got a right mouth on her I hear.' 'Well, if she starts with me I'll just be telling her to suck my dick just because she's a rich old tart doesn't mean she's not a tart.' 'Oh, good more of you are lazing around making the place look untidy. I was hoping there would be even more imbeciles desecrating my home.' They all jump to their feet quickly hiding the newspaper. 'What is that?' she holds out her hand. 'For heaven's sake give it to me.'
Nervously they hand over the paper to her it's an old one of her in the humiliating maid outfit her arse exposed. They've drawn a bunch of penis's on her. 'Artistic. Get to work you imbeciles!' she throws the paper at them making them flinch. 'Yes, Baroness.' She storms passed you and you raise an eyebrow going to the loose newspaper crouching down you notice what it is they were looking at. 'Fuck.' The Baroness played it cool but she went to another room slamming the door shut, she inhales and exhales trying to collect herself.
After a beat she feels better going to the door she grabs the handle however when she slammed the handle came off the other side. She tries the handle a few more times to no avail and immediately starts to panic. Her heart is racing she can't breathe.
Flashback Stitches-'Strip.' The Baroness looked at the clothing. 'I beg your pardon?' she spoke slowly. 'Strip you are being transferred into the communal area. First, we need to check that you are not smuggling any paraphernalia.'-The guard checked her hair and behind her ears. 'Open your mouth.' she shone a torch into her mouth. 'Move your tongue. Good girl.' she checked under her arms and breasts. It was when the woman snapped on the rubber glove she flinched. 'W-what are you doing?' Shaking the Baroness complied she lay on the bed and the guard checked her sex. She pushed her slick fingers into the older woman who stiffened it was horrible.'Get on all fours for me.'-The Baroness felt more humiliated than she ever had in her life. She blinked and groaned feeling the guard press her fingers into her arse the pain and the humiliation.-'Nothing, no one cares if you die and disappear.' he took her from the singular room and they passed several security doors.-Everyone started banging on their cell doors, there were even a few wolf whistles. "Oi! Posh tart you ever had your pussy licked!" "Middle-class cunt!" "You ever been someone's bitch!" "I'm going to get you!" "I'm going to fuck up her face!" Were but a few of the statements she could make out from the noise.-
She stumbles back from the door in her head she imagines the handcuffs back on her wrists. 'No, no, no, no.' she starts to hyperventilate crying.
"Welcome to the panic room
Where all your darkest fears are gonna Come for you, come for you Welcome to the panic room You'll know I wasn't joking When you see them too, see them too"
