✧ 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐒: twd imagines

punishment; negan smith*

(    PUNISHMENT.   )
negan x fem!reader.

story setting:
saviors base
— season 7

warnings:
ddlg, humiliation, praise,
age gap, punishment, pain
kink, daddy kink, and smut

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"i'm not staying, and you can't make me!" you shouted like a little girl throwing a temper tantrum. this senseless arguing back and forth had been going on for hours. you wanted to leave but he kept insisting it wasn't safe for such a small girl to be going out there alone.

besides, in this world, negan called the shots. not some frail girl who could not even survive a day out there alone. "i can make my own choices, i don't need you to save me!" you hissed, venom lacing over your words. "you sure?" he asked with a sly smirk, walking towards you. he leaned his wired bat against the wall.

negan removed his leather jacket from his shoulders. "because the last time i checked, you were still a little girl." he said while tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "and a little girl needs daddy's help when she's making choices." he purred as you sent a glare in his direction.

"you're an asshole." you say, slapping his hand away from your face. "i'm leaving." you approached the entrance and turned open the lock before pulling the door open. you could hear negan sinister chuckle from behind you before the door was slammed shut. one hand was placed on the door while the other focused on locking it.

he pressed you back against the door. moving your hair to one side to gain access to the delicate skin on your neck. his legs entangled with your own, forcing his knee against your sweet spot. "sweetheart, i warned you not to do that." he grinned, sinking his teeth into the nape of your neck.

you let out a whimper as his hands traced your waistline. tugging your pants down to your ankles. apart of you wanted to unlock that door and make a run for the exit, while the other part wanted negan to have his way with you. "negan..." you whispered feeling him press up against you.

your back instinctively arched, pressing your bodies closer together. just the feeling of his hard on against your thigh turned you on. you wanted him, the thought of leaving escaped your mind and lust took over. grinding yourself against his clothes cock which made pleasant noises sneak past his lips.

he took a step back and undid his pants before pulling them down just enough to remove his boxers. you felt negan's large hand rest on your thigh as he moved your legs apart. his fingers made contact with your pussy which made you whimper. he slipped one finger inside and chuckled to himself.

"you aren't as tight as you should be, touch yourself down there baby? finger yourself like a horny little girl." his finger curled upwards making you press back against his touch. you felt humiliated as you used his finger to get yourself off. you felt hot all over, like a fire that spread over your body.

he added a second finger to the mix making you slam your hand against the door. "shit." you bit your lip as he stretched out your little pussy. as he curled his finger once more, you started to fuck yourself with them. jumping when you felt a third finger brush up against your entrance. "you fuck lots of younger girls?"

"all the time." he answered, allowing for the third finger to enter. "girls like you love when someone older takes control," he said, curling his finger which made you let out a small whine. once he was satisfied with how much he had stretched you out, he deprived you of his fingers.

you pressed yourself against the door when you felt the tip of his dick lap over your wetness. "negan... i-i have never had-" you gasped when you felt his cock aline perfectly with your hole. "this is my first time with, y'know." you said with a tint if blush dusting over your cheeks.

"i'm flattered, but then again this is your punishment." he slipped the head inside ignoring your begs to take this slow. he tangled his hand in your hair and pulled it back, making your back arch. "now spread your legs, bend over, and be a good little girl." you swallows hard as you struggled to push your body away from the door.

the grip on your hair hurt, almost to the point of tears, but for some odd reason, you liked it. enjoying the pain inflicted on you by his actions made your pussy wet. you had always imagined what it would feel like to be stuffed full of his cock, now that it was happening, you about died of anticipation.

"daddy." you moaned as he slammed into you. knowing just the right thing to say that would drive him over the edge. he chuckled, "yeah baby." his grip around your waist was strong enough to leave marks. his hungry eyes gazed down at your back with the intent to devour every last bit.

he ruthlessly thrust inside making you moan his name. he kissed the back of your neck making his way over to your ear. "you want me to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk after, is that it baby?" he asked, nipping at the rim of your ear.

"yes f-faster!" you managed to speak between relentless moans and whimpers. he chuckled as he sped up his pace. your nails dug into the wooden door as you felt the warmth grow in your stomach. he left a trail of red bite marks all over your neck, making sure not to miss a spot. "shit." you arched your back as far as is could manage. "fuck, don't stop-"

negan slowed his hips, yanking you back against his chest and kissing you deeply. he bit on your bottom lip until it was swollen. you were frustrated that he stopped before you had a chance to come. he pulled out of you, not having the chance to finish himself off. still having that smug look on his face. "this is the shit you get for disobeying. stick around, and next time i'll be sure to finish you off"

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1,057