Small whispers a darkiplier x reader fanfic

nothing but a toy

Dark was looking down at you, his red eyes nearly seeming to glow, in the badly lit room. As a deep growl comes from him, he kneels down, sighing gently. "Do you remember nothing?" he coos, almost innocently, before hitting you across your cheeks. The place he had hit, slowly grew red, leaving an uncomfortable stinging in the area. You stayed quiet, afraid of the consequences talking could bring you. One wrong move, and he would do what ever pleased him. If it was whipping, choking, hitting or humiliating, he would do it without a second thought.
You had tried it all by now, his rules seeming impossible to follow along with. He had been training you, making you the way, he desired. The way he dreamed of his toy to be. You were nothing but a filthy toy, something to please his desires without questions. Though, you sort of enjoyed it. In the start, it was unbearable, all you wanted was just to have Mark back. But Dark. He was something so different, something you would have never wanted. And yet, you desired him, just as much as he did with you. The way his voice echoed in your mind, the perfection in every movement. Something straight out of a story. Nothing would ever compare to him. The way he wore the suit, the soft fabric running over his body, hugging his muscles tightly. He was a treat for the eye, no doubt about it. 

But you get knocked out of your thoughts about him, as the familiar sting hits your bum. The black leather whip. Dark had really grown fond of using it. It's elegant and simple designed, fit his personality. So entreating, yet so scary. "Now what do we say, after you have broken my rules toy?" he coos down at you, placing a soft kick against your bum, causing you to fall over. The cold floor greeted your face, as you stumbled down on it. You could feel his shoe against your cheek, as you turned your head, just to get a glimpse of him. the distinct smell of leather, lingered in his new polished shoes. "sorry master" you finally choke out, before his hand tightly grips onto your cheeks, lifting your head up. The humiliation was something that was hard to get used to, the way he would just play you, and toss you around. His warm breath, was gently caressing your neck, as he leaned in to your ear. The air exiting his body, swirled into your ear, making you slightly shiver in his grip. Why did he have to be like this? "Good girl" he growls, making sure his hot breath was hitting your ear. He knew what you desired, he knew exactly what you loved. Even the things you haven't learned about yourself yet. And he used that against you, abusing it, to the best of his abilities. 

His teeth gently gripped onto your earlobe, nibbling in it, as he took a tight grip of you. "I'm a man of my words. I promised to train you. And if you don't get rewarded when you do something right. Then why should you do it right?" he hums, carefully picking you up, before slamming your chest up against the wall. "But. I will take a reward myself too. After all. I did the training, I deserve something too" he grunts, before harshly biting into just the right spot of your neck, creating millions of butterflies going crazy in your stomach. Pressing his chest against your back, he whispers "I won't accept a single sound from you... Or else, you know the consequences by now", before grabbing your arms, tying them together on your back. God, he was so dominant. Pulling against the rope, you could feel a cloth slowly moving over your lips. A deep chuckle came from Dark, before he pulled in the cloth, making your mouth go slightly open. The dry fabric was touching your tongue, fast drying out your mouth. It was gonna be hard muffling out sounds, as you couldn't close your mouth anymore. He just wanted to punish you, he had done it on purpose, and you knew that. After all, you weren't stupid. Feeling his body, slowly move away from yours, your poor heart, was beating way too fast. A shallow breath escaped your mouth, as a hard blow from the  whip, hit your lower back, causing you to try and fight free. The silken rope, gently touching your skin, as you pulled at them. Dark's deep laughter was echoing in the bedroom, as he picked you up by your arms, pressing you down against the wooden floor. "Oh, this will be great, I can feel it" he groans, trailing his hands down your body, feeling every curve, just like it was his first time with you. It was like he never got tired of it. Like your body was a new one, every single day, making him explore it, with the same big eager every time. But. Your body didn't change, it stayed the same. Besides the bruises he left, after his rough 'training ' as he so proudly called it. 



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and update. WHAT IS THIS SORCERY!?

I finally managed. WOOP! it happened guys.

Also, the next part will be NSFW, if you haven't figured that out, Though most of this story is NSFW.. oh well, hope you enjoyed this short cheesy chapter. 
Thank you so much, for the huge amount of support you guys have given me <3 It means a lot. Thank you. Feel free to come with a scene you would like me to write. Heck, if it doesn't fit into this story, I will make a oneshot. Just for you <3. 

-Laura