5SOS SMUTT

OFFICER OF THE LAW P2 - (Ashton Imagine)

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Hows about y'all go to church with me, and bathe in holy water after we done with this one?
Lolz
*Warning*
Daddy!Dom
Sadist
Bondage

"Well, don't mind me saying - but, this doesn't look like a jail house."

"(Y/N), it can be anything you want it to be." Officer Irwin tells you as you reluctantly try to rest on the extremely uncomfortable backseat of his police car.

"This is your fücking house," you jerk up in your seat, then leaning back - wincing at the incredible pain in your bum. Damn, the things that you'll do just to get out of charges...
But for some reason, he wasn't satisfied that you should get out of trouble that easy.

What? Does he have some orchestrated idea to take you back to his house, have his way with you, then the two of you simply just forget one another's names? Well, at least you won't go to jail...
But these freaking handcuffs just beg to differ. Stupid authorities...

"And if it is?"

"Just don't arrest me, Officer Irwin."

He pulls in to his driveway, pushing his Aviators down the bridge of his nose, putting the car in park, looking at you in the rearview mirror.

"Actually, I was hoping you could call me something else today. I mean, if you want to be a free citizen and all..."

"Anything, please. Anything! I don't care what it is. I'm too pretty for jail!" You beg and plead, moving around in the seat - your åss hurting that much more.

"Call me daddy."

•••

You tug at the handcuffs that have you attached to the headboard by both of your wrists in Daddy's room. Yep, you're definitely not liking the name. But, hey - you get sex, freedom, and hopefully no stalker or STD. You're starting to wonder if maybe jail would be a better alternative than some twisted, sexual fantasy with a guy that you don't even know. What if he's not even a real cop?

"Daddy?"

No response. Well, fück. You're completely naked on this bed, are constrained, freaked out, and hell - is that a camera in the corner? What the hell have you gotten yourself into?

"Just a minute, Baby-girl!"  He calls out from the on-sweet. What could be doing in that bathroom that takes this long?

You give up at messing with the cuffs, bending your legs and letting out a soft sigh.  Well, you'd be lying if you said that you weren't at least somewhat intrigued by these circumstances.  You're not one for a daddy kink, but you have to admit... This is an interesting situation.  If you weren't feeling so nervous, you'd swear that you're almost dripping onto the bed.

"Daaadddddyyyy..." You whine, not wanting to spend anymore time than necessary in this possible murder house.  You smirk as you hear some shuffling inside the adjacent room, then hear something crash to the floor and a soft 'fück!'

"Baby, baby, baby," he smiles cheekily, looking slightly adorable - which is rather confusing, considering he seemed so confident and sexy earlier.
"You listen to me."

There's that sexy voice, again.

You smirk, slightly squirming, tugging at the cuffs and puffing out your bottom lip in a pout.  Wow... You didn't realize how much you want him until you see his completely exposed body and his full stiffy as he walks into the room as though he isn't nude.

"Baby-girl, you look so ready to be fücked when you lay back like that; tugging at the cuffs, squirming ever so slightly, your nearly dripping heat on display... Gosh... This is heaven on earth; well, more like hell, but it's the lustful side of perdition, if you'd ask me."

"What's with all the sweet talking now?  You seemed to be more of a brutal kinda guy, earlier, Daddy," you smiles a genuine smile, wondering what it is with this guy.  All of the confusion that he causes you to feel, feels so sensual, yet so hot.

"I am who I want to be; like you... You're a thief and a slut; me, I'm a corrupt officer who enjoys the existence of sluts."

Well, as much as you should be offended by all of this, you feel like this Officer Irwin guy seems defeated, so he's going to take all of his emotions out on fücking you; so... It works out pleasantly.

"Well, Daddy, I love it when you talk dirty to me," you smirk playfully, slightly squirming in your spot for affect.  He just looks down to you with lust darkened eyes, his member still obviously hard.

"Do you, now, Baby-girl?"

You tug more at the cuffs, gently moving your hips upwards, nearly gasping as you get cold chills from your sudden movements.

"Well, don't start without me, you dirty little whore."

He inches his way onto the bed, propping himself between your legs, teasingly rubbing his member against your clït before roughly entering you, him bucking his hips until they slam against yours with so much force that you swear he almost looses his balance.

You slam your head back into the pillows beneath you, you tugging at the cuffs in response so hard that it hurts, a loud scream of pleasure leaving your mouth as he fills you up.

"I don't appreciate those slutty sounds, baby-girl.  A mouth like yours should only be opened when you give head - which you probably do a whole hell of a lot of, don'tcha? You little bitch," he growls through gritted teeth as he begins to repeatedly to slam in and out of you with merciless strength and force.

You let out a long string of moans, you looking over to see that there's a mirror on the wall, causing you to be able to see what's going on right now. He continues to brutally rock your body into the mattress, the loud whimpers that merge with moans still slipping past your lips.

"Fücking! Look! At! Me!"

You look back to him, clenching around him due to the magnificent sight above you. There's sweat pouring down his tan face, and his curls are sticking to the wetness that his body is letting off. He roughly and quickly places his hand over your mouth, still straining himself to fûck you into oblivion.

"I'm tired of your gammed shît, Baby-girl!"

The rest of the moment flies by, you wrapping your legs around his sweaty and toned torso.  You tug so much at the cuffs that they begin to dig into your skin and hurt, while you continue to moan out into his hand, the sounds being muffled as he continues quickly until you feel him twitch inside you.

"You wait for me the cûm, baby-girl," he says sternly, you quickly nodding as he stares at your excited feature while he releases, hard and with barely any warning.

You then release, your body falling lax against the bed as he continues to pound into you so that he can ride out the high, you wondering if you've ever been this satisfied in your entire life.

He collapses onto you, removing his hand to give your hip bone an easy slap.

"Your my kind of slut."

Idk what to think of this...?
I've been in an irritable mood lately, so I guess that makes me wanna write sadistic shït... Lolz.
Opinions?

Anyone have an idea for the next thing I should write?

*frowns and cocks a brow* The lustful side of perdition, eh? Well then... Lolz...