Yandere Grell x Male!Reader

Crime & Punishment

You started to panic as you tried to back away from her but was easily stopped as she grabbed your throat, bringing your face right up to hers. "Absolutely DISGRACEFUL." She dropped you, almost as if you were a toy. You attempted to catch yourself but your legs collapsed, unable to move due to being scared shitless of her. You looked up at her in pure horror, tears already forming in your eyes. "My love, I bring you to my home, feed you, buy you clothes, relieve all the stress from your little shoulders, and what does my sweetheart do to repay me? You try to leave, but oh you know much better than that, don't you~? You don't want to break my heart do you? You're mine, sweetheart, you're not leaving me so easily.." she grinned widely, that kind of grin that you knew she was about to do some fucked up shit. You attempted to speak and object, but only muttering out a weak "Grell..I-" before a sharp pain went through your chest. "SAVE IT." She demanded, forcing you back down as she stepped hard on your chest, her bright red heels feeling more like a knife than a shoe. She sounded hurt, but her tone was nothing compared the cry of pain you emitted. Tears ran down your previously clawed face, unable to move aside from shaking from terror. "So ungrateful, so-" she shivered, her hands curling into fists. "You keep trying to leave me, why my darling? Haven't you learned that you're mine? Haven't you learned what happens... when you try to defy me?" Within her short pause, she let out a brief, dark chuckle, followed by laughter at the end of her rhetorical question. You clawed the floor trying to escape her, somehow failing to notice she brought her death scythe, a fucking CHAINSAW of all things, home with her. How the flying fuck did you miss that?! You looked at it in shock and horror, praying that it wouldn't be aimed at you. However, her laughter continued, becoming more maniacal as she took her chainsaw into her arms, turning it on. You pushed the back of your head into the floor, mustering up every ounce of your being into screaming over the chainsaw; "GRELL, WAIT PLEASE-!!!" She looked down at you and chuckled. "Oh my sweet love, you're going to have to proclaim your love for me if you're truly this desperate to stay~ Either way, I'll know how you truly feel. And it would be such a sight to see you covered in all this lovely red..." Tears streamed down your face, the chainsaw being just up against your face, nicking it a couple times as your lips quivered. You inhaled, you can't believe you where honestly about say this, even if it meant keeping your...afterlife? You didn't know how to think of it, but it didn't matter. "Grell I-.. Grell, I love you." You spoke softly, but was only met with a displeased look across the elder reaper's face. "Louder sweetheart!! I want you to scream it! You're not convincing anyone with that soft voice of yours~" you winced as you instinctively screamed, forming it into "GRELL, I LOVE YOU!!". She looked pleased with herself, the chainsaw finally being turned off and backed away from your bleeding face. You were sobbing, shivering under her as she slowly removed her foot, lifting you by your chin to sit up as she kneeled beside you. Her face tucked itself next to your ear, quietly whispering; "then why do you keep trying to escape?" Your cheek once clawed at, now cut by a chainsaw, was then delivered a harsh slap that knocked you back to the ground. "Grell please.. this isn't love, this isn't-" you stammered, only to be cut off by a sharp grip at your shoulders, and her face just inches away from yours, screaming, "WHAT ISN'T LOVE?! Making sure your every need is met?! Your every desire, sated?! TELL ME!!" Your other cheek was slapped with the same ferocity, but you pushed yourself back up. "W-what about the kidnapping, huh?! Holding me hostage, being possessive and controlling?!! Not to mention you- you..." you sobbed, repulsed at even admitting what she had done to you. "I can't even fucking say it.." She then looked at you with a more gentle expression, wiping the tears off your face. "But you see, darling, isn't it better here? With every care, gone? No responsibilities, just our love~? Why must you show your love like this, so complicated, it makes it so hard on the both of us. My love, you have nowhere else to turn, don't you? You live in an apartment, I'm sure filled with things comfortable, but less than desirable. With me, the world is at your fingertips~! Just look around, as I'm sure you have.. Marble countertops, everything of the finest fabrics and with a designer label~. You have it made here! This place could be your paradise if you just simply let it~. I know you love me, but, surely you must see how I love you." You avoided eye contact with her at all means possible, her head resting gently on your now bruised shoulders, trying desperately to ignore her. She gently kissed your cheek, wiping the tears that continued to drip down your face but leaving the blood untouched. Your lips quivered, contemplating what she had said. If you spoke of leaving now, there's a high chance of her bringing the chainsaw back out, but yet you couldn't bear to go through this treatment for one more day. More tears rolled down your cheeks, realizing part of what she said was true. She not only willing to do anything to you, but also for you. Except releasing you. Your escape would take time, but perhaps it was still possible. You didn't want to limit your chances. You looked down, mumbling out a weak "F-fine... I'll stay." You jumped as you felt arms wrap tightly around you, followed by kisses being planted all over your head, face, and neck in a blur of excitement. "Oh my dear I'm so happy you'll stay~! If not I'd have to force you, and that's no fun.. well, for you it isn't. Unless you like that type of love, I'll happily give it to you my dear~!" She scooped you up, cradling you in her arms as she wiped your tear-streaked face once more, this time smearing the blood with it. "However, sweetheart, your continued resistance to me has made it very hard for me to trust you to be alone, at the very least you'll have to apologize for your actions. How will you say you're sorry my dear~? Words, actions, or am I going to have to force it out of you?" She stood up, still with you in her arms, carrying you back to her bedroom. There was no way in hell you were apologizing, that was just pure humiliation, and she damn well knew it too. You kept your mouth shut, not even moving as she placed you on the bed. She took a step back, tilting her head at you. "So, what will it be, love? How will you apologize for your actions?" She tapped her foot impatiently, awaiting your response. Your eyebrows furrowed, spitting out an answer. "I won't." She chuckled at this, walked up to you, holding your chin tightly. "Rough love it is then~" she smirked and climbed up on the bed, holding you from climbing away simply by holding your chin. She grabbed at your shoulders, and you desperately tried to climb away from her but was nothing under her tight grips. You were forced over her lap face-down, being held that way by her hand pressing into your back. She pulled down your pants, and your face already burned with shame. Your face was buried into a pillow, which was then turned outward by her free hand. You already knew what was going to happen, and it was confirmed as a sharp pain shot through your ass as she spanked it. You jolted, wincing in pain just before another strike was delivered. "I'll stop once you apologize, sweetheart~" she spoke in such a sweet, loving tone as the third strike to your ass was harder than the last two. You jolted and shook at every spank she gave you, becoming increasingly harder and more unbearable. Still, you kept your mouth pursed shut, until she delivered a particularly hard spank, causing you to cry out in pain. "Oh my dear, was that a moan~? That was so sweet, perhaps you'll keep your mouth open, or these spanks will be the least of your worries.. you still have yet to apologize too, my darling~" she continued to spank you at the same strength, but you continued to hold yourself back, not wanting to give her the satisfaction. Yet at the same time, tears were rolling down your cheeks again from pain, and you needed her to stop. Your ass was going numb, not being able to feel it until she put her full force into one final slap. Your whole body jolted up from under her, still being held down by her hand on your back, all at once yelling out a profuse apology, followed by begging her to stop. She chuckled and took her hand off your back, flipping you over and kissing your forehead. "Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? But you're so cute like this; this little game you play is simply adorable, until it causes problems, that is. But I trust you won't be doing that again, will you, (y/n)? Let that mark on your cheek be a reminder to you. You're mine, my love, and you are not allowed to leave me. Am I clear?" She looked down at you, awaiting an answer. You nodded, but she clutched your jaw tightly. "I was looking for a verbal answer, my love." She growled as she spoke, and you mustered out a weak, fearful "yes". She scoffed at your answer, releasing your jaw with the same force as she grabbed it. "That would be a yes, ma'am. You should have some respect for those in a higher position, sweetheart. Now, go wash up before you cause any more trouble. Use my shower." You obeyed, getting up and going into the master bathroom, hearing her footsteps behind you as always.