Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

Mafia pt. 2 (smut)

Smut:
Oral sex
Spanking
Gun play
Creampie
Degrading
Mommy kink

You guys requested pt. 2 so heres part two 😍
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It's been a month since Taylor had kidnapped me. She trusted me enough to not cuff me to the bed, but she kept looking the door off the room I stayed in. Sure I was allowed to go outside, but only with her.

The place I found myself in was no ordinary house—it was a sprawling mansion hidden deep within a shadowy forest. The silence was suffocating, broken only by the whispers of the trees outside. Most days, it was just Taylor and me, her presence both commanding and unnerving.

Occasionally, one of her subordinates would arrive, their demeanor tense as they delivered cryptic updates about her secretive dealings. Each visit brought a chill, a reminder of the power she wielded and the dangerous web we were entangled in.

Yesterday I heard Taylor talking about a person they killed, which scared me. What if she wanted to kill me?

"Y/N?" The voice sounded far, yet close. Confusing.  "Hello?" I looked at my fork, with which I was poking around in my food. Slowly, I lifted my head, which was resting on my palm, to look into her eyes.

"What's up? You're acting different", Taylor tilted her head and looked deep into my eyes. "Nothing", I gave her a fake smile, before putting a potato in my mouth. "Doesn't look like nothing", Taylor stood up with an annoyed sigh. Then she walked over to me, with every clack of her heels I got a bit more scared.

As Taylor tried to lay her hand on my cheek, I jumped up and punshed her arm away. "Don't touch me", I said in panic. Taylors eyes widened at my reaction. She came a step closer, but I stepped back. We repeated this, till my back touched the wall. Taylor was now inches away, I could feel her breath brushing against my skin. "D-don't kill me please", I stuttered, then the tears started to built up in my eyes.

"Wha- why would you think that?" Taylor raised an eyebrow before coming closer. Slowly I sank down, I felt so fucking small infront of her. "Just don't talk to me. Not now", I mumbled, my legs were shaking. "You forgot our rule? Number 6. No secrets, you tell me everything?" Her voice was dangerous low.

She didn't meant to scare me, but she wanted to knew what was going on inside of my head. "I heard you talking about a person you killed", my voice was also shaky. "And?" Taylor sounded harsh, causing me to be more scared. Her eyes widened as she understood what I was thinking.

Midwhile I was sitting in the floor, Taylor kneeled infront of me. "He was a rapist and a imposter. He worked for me but this jerk did things that were horrible, so I ordered to kill him", Taylor explained me. "Iam not going to kill you, I promise", Taylor assured me, before leaning closer to press her lips on mine.

At least that's what she tried to do, but I pushed her away. Anger started to built inside me and I stood up. "Fine, I tell you the truth, I don't belive you, Iam fucking scared of you killing me", I yelled with tears in my eyes.

Taylor who also stood now, looked at me. She felt bad and didn't know how to do this. "Y/N Iam not going to kill you. You would be already dead if I wanted to kill you", Taylor said like it was nothing.

"You would be already dead if I wanted to kill you blah blah blah", I blurted out with an indifferent voice, then I started yelling again. "Do you even hear yourself?"

Taylor rolled her eyes, then she slid her hand into her bra and pulled a gun out of it, like it's nothing. "Look Iam always carrying a weapon with me, except in our bedroom."