Markiplier Smuts

Control (Mark X Reader)

A/N

This particular tale includes a daddy/dom/sub kink as well as BDSM undertones. If either of these things make you uncomfortable, you might consider reading a different story.

Mark and I have been dating for over a year. I finally worked up the nerve to move in with him 2 months ago. Things have been great between the two of us. Being a part of his life has exposed me to happiness I thought only existed in fairy tales. On the outside Mark is a sweet and caring man, always smiling, always helping, and always laughing...but on the inside, he is one dark, kinky creature. Filled with lust and almost a sexual rage. I had never been exposed to handcuffs, whips, riding crops, nipple clamps, or anything of the sort until Mark and I moved in together. He kept these kinks a secret to avoid the social stigmas that can be brought on by these things. I am the only one who knows.

My (h/c and h/l) hair hung over my eyes as I teased it and brushed it. Mark always loved my hair when it was (h/l). I stepped into a clean pair of lace panties and carefully tied the corset closure in the back. I hiked them up to accentuate my rather plain figure. Mark didn't care that my body was as flat as Florida and as straight as an arrow, but sometimes, I did. I admired my new found curves in the bathroom mirror. "Kitten..." Mark growled from our bedroom. He was growing impatient. I affixed the small black cat ears to my hair and slowly, as to not mess up my makeup, applied my masquerade mask. "I'm coming, daddy." I purred as I stepped out of the master bathroom, looking as innocent and seductive as I could. Mark approached me and sized me up. He bent me over and examined my backside. I felt a finger enter my tightness. I curled myself around it as he slowly pumped it in and out of me. "Daddy like." Mark commented as he tasted my sweet juices. I felt him press himself against my backside, namely his bulge. I rubbed myself against it gently and felt a firm slap on my ass. "Stay." He commanded. I remained bent over, hands on the edge of the bed. I felt the warmth of his body leave my backside. When Mark returned he was carrying handcuffs. "Lay on your back and put your hands in the air." I turned around, laid on my back, and placed my hands high in the air behind me. Mark cuffed each of my hands to the headboard. He forced my slender legs apart and nipped at my panties. I released a pent up moan as I arched my back, feeling the ice cold handcuffs dig into my wrists. Mark teased my entrance with his tongue until I was a red-faced panting mess. "Daddy...please." I begged. "Not yet, Kitten. I'm in charge here." Mark continued to tease me, only stopping to massage his growing erection. The lust had built up in me so much that I fought my restraints with every gentle swipe of his tongue. Mark removed his clothing piece by piece and straddled my midsection. Holding his perfect member he demanded I take it all in. I obliged. I bobbed my head against the restraints and listened to him pour out deep moans of approval with his beautiful baritone voice. He looked at me with soft eyes, but that death grip he had on my hair proved he was not joking, he wanted to lead. He thrust his member deep into my mouth and held it in and I gladly accepted the firm pumping action. I swirled the tip in my mouth and gently nibbled on his shaft. I notice Mark's expression change from pleasured to focused and before I could react he filled my mouth and throat with his warm liquid. Mark panted and released my hair. My (h/l and h/c) hair was strewn all about my face, sticking to places where his warm liquid had dripped out of my mouth. Mark unlocked my handcuffs and forced me over on my stomach. He squeezed my ass and teased my entrance with the wet tip of his member. "Beg for me, Kitten." He commanded. "Daddy, please, fuck me hard." I begged. "Give it to me hard." Those were the magic words. Mark slammed his full length deep into my core. "Say...my...name!" He demanded between hard thrusts. "Daddy!" I screamed, burying my face into the pillow. He slammed himself deeper into my core and gave a few primal grunts and moans as I neared my climax. My walls tightened around his member until he could barely continue thrusting in me. He gave one final thrust and released a second dose of his warm, thick liquid. He let me out of my restraints, and we collapsed next to one another in a sweaty heap. Mark rested his head on top of mine and wrapped his arms around me tightly. He was my friend and protector. "Maybe when I regain feeling in my lower half we can do this again." He muttered, already drifting to sleep. I giggled and hugged him back, already beginning to press myself against him. "That will happen sooner than you think, baby." I cooed in his ear. He rocked me back and forth until we both fell asleep.