Baekhyuns POV
"Daddy's going to make you his cum slut"
Those words rang through my mind, my anxiety bar was higher than its ever been. He was inside of me, I could feel his thick cock buried inside my tightness.
I heard what sounded like a chuckle from Chanyeol
3rd persons POV
Chanyeol, baekhyuns new daddy and master had Baekhyun bent over the table. Chanyeol was already deep inside of the small boy.
Chanyeol began to move his hips, Baekhyun sobbing at each thrust since he hadn't even been prepped. As Chanyeol relentlessly slammed in and out of his slaves warmth, breathing heavily while Baek's walls clenched around him.
Chanyeol listened to Baekhyuns sobs, holding tightly onto his hips, His fingernails digging into his skin.
"P-Please stop!" Baekhyun pleaded, his cheek flat on the surface of the table.
The master only rolled his eyes and slapped his hand over Baekhyuns mouth to muffle any more complaints. Baekhyun could feel his masters anger and he took it out by fucking the twink.
This was the closest he'd ever get to Chanyeol, the younger pounding him in a vigorous way that'd leave Baekhyun sore or even worse, torn. All he wanted was to feel close to the dominant, if this must be how they'd be close, so be it.
Baekhyuns POV
Most cuddle, kiss each other, make love to each other, Chanyeol shows his love for me by fucking me in the worst ways. After what seemed a life time of torture, he finally came, staying inside of me as he spilled his hot seed.
He pulled out with one quick jerk and my knees wobbled, God, I was in so much pain. My eyelids felt heavy, I let myself drop to the ground for a moment.
Chanyeol let out another of his dark chuckles, disappearing from my sight.
When I opened my eyes again, I was layed on the table he'd just screwed me over. I panted heavily, I wanted to roll over and cry.
"Baekhyun."
His voice was stern and adamant, I looked at him as he was holding a sort of glass. I almost immediately recognized it, it was cum.
"While you were asleep.." He dragged on, reaching down to knead one of my cheeks to show that almost no cum was inside of me now. It was instead in a glass in front of my face.
"Drink it."
"No.." I responded weakly, noticing that he had tightened his fingers around the glass at my reply.
"Baekhyun." He growled, stepping closer to me. My breath was unsteady but I managed to tell him the answer he didn't hear once again.
I let out another loud yelp when I felt a stinging across my cheek. Chanyeol had slapped me and I couldn't even protect myself, my hands were tied behind my back still.
Chanyeol sighed then tipped the glass down and I perched my dry lips, drinking down the cum that was filled to the top of the glass. It was disgusting, salty even.
"Good boy." Chanyeol praised, completely oblivious or just not caring that I was in serious pain. He walked away from the table, turning off the light switch.
"Goodnight." He said, I was still
sprawled out on the table in a uncomfortable position. Naked, hands still restrained by my tie.
He really expects me to sleep here
Why does he do this
What have I done
(A/N this sucks I'm sorry. Whoops bye)
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Daddy's Prince (CHANBAEK)
RomanceChanyeol saw Baekhyun on the black market, he looked so damn good and innocent. He took him home and made Baekhyun call him daddy, but made Baekhyun his prince.
