I Own You (Darkiplier X Neko! Reader)

Good Girl

"Dark I did it! I've discovered how it works! I'm ready to do the ritual when ever you're ready." I hear Doctoriplier's voice thinking.

I teleport back to Y/n and Doctoriplier. He looks at me in amusement. "What have you been doing?"

"Just tying up loose ends." I reply.

"That's very vague." He counters.

"Don't worry about it. It's time for the ritual." I avoid explaining what happened any further.

"So how does the ritual start?" He asks.

"With the blood of the innocent." I start drawing on the floor with Sam's blood. Once the symbol is done I start chanting. I gesture to Doctoriplier to begin to dissect her. He understands and begins his work. When he cuts into her skin it glows a bright red. 'It's working.'

———-Time Skip to after the Ritual-———

"Now that that's done can you teleport me home?" Doctoriplier asks while taking of his bloody gloves.

"Go home?" I pause for a moment. "After what you did?" I growl.

"What are you talking about?" He utters as he backs up.

"You were the one who wouldn't let me come back to the Iplier house. You convinced everyone to hate me." I snarl.

"Dark I just-" He started to defend himself but I don't want to hear it. So I remove his ability to speak.

Y/n POV
I wake up just in time to see Dark leave. 'Aw... I wanted to at least give him a kiss before he left.' I look around at my surroundings. The room is dark, there are six candles in the room, and I can see there are some strange symbols all over the floor.

"What is this place?" I wonder out loud as I try to get up. I can't. I look at my hands and see them in shackles. I try to lift my dominant arm but the chains are too heavy.

'He doesn't want me to leave! How sweet! I miss him already!' I think of Dark and I snuggling on the couch at the apartment. 'He's such a hottie!' I blush as my thoughts become more and more promiscuous.

I hear something like wind swirling together and start getting excited. 'Darkie must be coming home!!!' I squeal in excitement. Then I see him. He's covered in blood. His eyes were darker than before if that's possible. His demeanor has changed a lot.

"Finally awake I see. How are you feeling?" He asks me in that deep seductive voice of his.

"I'm perfect now that you're here! I missed you while you were gone!" I try to get up to hug him but the chains still hold me down.

"Good girl. Are you hungry?" He's so attentive! He's a perfect caregiver!

"Yes Darkie I'm very hungry!" I jump at the chance to get food. His face distorts in disgust. 'Did I do something wrong?'

"What's rule number eight?" He angrily shouts.

"I - I don't remember. I'm sorry Darkie." He grabs the chain around my neck and puts his knee on my back. I scream out in pain.

"The rule is you will only refer to me as Dark or Darkiplier. Do you understand?" He asks as he puts more pressure on my back.

"Yes Dark! Yes I understand! Please forgive me for breaking the rules." I beg. He lets go of the chain and I fall face first into the concrete. I could hear my nose crunch against the floor.

"Do you need to be reminded of the rules?" Dark asks in a low tone. I nod my head quickly. He snaps his fingers, a whip appears in his hands. 'This is going to hurt but if Dark thinks it's necessary then it's fine.'

"Rule number one, don't piss me off!" He shouts as he whips my back. I scream out in pain and start crying.

"Rule number two, don't piss off my friends." Another painful whip on my back. It stings so bad. I can barely breathe.

"Rule number three, no back talk." Dark laughs while whipping me again.

"Rule number four, you wear what I want you to wear." I feel the whip hit the back of my arm.

"Rule number five, you follow MY orders." He grabs a fist full of my hair and slams my face into the ground again.

"Rule number six, I'll call you whatever I want." I feel him grab my hand.

"Rule number seven, is no longer a problem as Mark is now out of the question. So I'll make a new one for you." He pauses for a second, staring at my face. He breaks my arm as he says, "you will never try to escape." I scream out in pain and sob harder.

"And finally the last rule, rule number eight, you will only refer to me as Dark or Darkiplier." He leans in and kisses me. I kiss back and it's like heaven. I can't feel any pain. 'As long as he loves me I'll never be in pain.'

When we part I notice we aren't in the basement anymore. My clothes have been changed and there's a plate of f/f (favorite food) in front of me.

"Dig in darling." Dark says from across the table. He doesn't have a plate or even a cup.

"Aren't you going to eat Dark?" I ask worried for my love.

"I don't need to." He replies quickly. I take the hint that he doesn't want to talk about it and start eating. I could feel his eyes watching me. Every move I made. 'He's so.... Perfect!' I blush at my thoughts.

"After dinner you are to come find me so we can give you a bath. Do you understand?" He asks me with a large smile.

"Yes Dark. I understand. Thank you for the meal." I answer him. Dark gets up and leaves the room. I'm left eating my f/f.