That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Returned

[TW; Grape nasty grape]

The man wasn't a vocal man in the bedroom but your tight insides made him groan and moan from how good your walls were, "Fuck, you're just a pretty little toy that I'm going to use when mad like this. Yeah? You like that, dirty bitch. Tell me you like it!" he didn't stop. He growled out more degrading words while he fucked you stupid, his child turning into a mess of a whore.

"I-I... Like it..." You hesitantly cry. Growling in approval, your father slapped your cheek as a 'reward'. The impact had your head turned to the side, crying from the impact. As much as he wants to fuck your insides for hours on end, he was reaching his limit of bursting inside you as you sob. He could only chuckle, he'll have to play with you for a bit more...

The times go by with the same treatment, whenever you'd defy your father. Same thing every time, but for some reason, it gets less and less painful. Less and less terrifying. This man had always tried to break your spirit, even before these nightmares that you couldn't seem to wake from.

But you knew there was more to these terrors than you think, so when you were returned to the dark void of nothing. You think. You recall and you remember what it had been like in your 'home' your world.

You find images of your childhood- or at least what it might've been like. You saw many people, your sibling, your mother. Your sibling had always tried their best to give you happiness despite your situation with your fathers' insanity. Now that you recall, your father wasn't like this when you were younger. He was kind, and caring, he adored you both. But when your mother had died, things changed...

He'd become obsessed, cruel, harmful and sadistic. But neither you nor your sibling could go against him, too afraid of his wrath to act. At some point, you even gaslit yourself to believe that his cruelty was love. Which ended with a scar that will never fade, the you from then will always remember it. As it shapes who you are today. Those moments of abuse will haunt you forever, but does it mean giving up? No. No it does not. So with determination in your step, you move forward into the void again, ready to face your fears and to face the past in which you keep. To awaken from your harsh slumber back into the morning sunlight...

As you delve deeper into your memories, the images become clearer, more vivid. You remember the warmth of your mother's embrace, the sound of your sibling's laughter, the joy that once filled your home. It was a stark contrast to the darkness and cruelty that had consumed your father after your mother's death.

But amidst the pain and suffering, there was a flicker of hope, a spark of resilience that refused to be extinguished. You and your sibling found solace in each other, supporting one another through the darkest of times. Your sibling's unwavering love and care were like a lifeline, reminding you that there was still good in the world, even if it seemed shrouded in darkness.

With newfound determination, you push forward, ready to confront your past and break free from the chains that have bound you for far too long. You refuse to let the atrocities you've endured define you. You will rise above, reclaim your strength, and find a way to heal the wounds that have scarred your soul.

As you step into the void once more, a glimmer of light appears in the distance, beckoning you forward. It's time to awaken from this nightmare and embrace the sunlight of a new beginning.

Yet again, you are met with your 'father' in the void, back in the cage. The scene unfolds before you, and as you witness the torment from your past once again, a mix of emotions overwhelms you. Fear, anger, and sadness swirl within you, but so does a glimmer of something else. Determination.

"My little pet, come now. Don't be difficult and let me taste you.." Your father growls sadistically, beckoning you to come hither, but you know it isn't real.