Dream Daddy: Joseph

Joseph x female Reader: Not the Cult Ending

This was a recommendation. Hope you enjoy it.
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Reader's POV:

Last night was amazing. It was full of wine and love. Joseph and I were on his yacht. He was so nice to me, and so gentle with me. I loved him.

I opened my eyes, feeling a sharp pain on my wrists. I looked down at my arms, seeing they were chained to the wall.... What the hell?!

I looked around seeing the dark stone walls, and the broken chains. There were whips on one side of the wall, and what looked like a torture machine on the other side. What the Hell is this Shit?!?!?!?!?!

" oh it seems you've woken up." A voice called out from the distance, " I hope I didn't scare you."

I couldn't make out the figure, but the voice was familiar, " who's there! Where am I? I think you've got the wrong girl."

" oh no, I think I have the right person." The voice became closer.

It was ... Joseph?!, " Joseph... Thank god. Joseph please, get me out of here... Please."

He looked a little different. He wasn't wearing his usual pink polo. He just looked different. He lookrd handsome. He even looked so threatening though. Even a little-

" Evil?" Joseph ended my thought, " I am far from evil, darling. You have no idea."

I looked around, " you could've told me you were into this sort of thing. I mean I wpuld have complied."

Joseph laughes maniacally, " to be completely honest with you, I do like it when you scream my name. Perhaps it would be fun. Hearing you call for me again. But that's not what this is about."

I trembled at how disgusting he sounded. He was so different from last night. Why is this happening?

" because I love you," he replied. Joseph stroked my face, " y/n, you're a pure creature."

" are you reading my mind? What the Hell?"

Joseph smiled, " oh, darling. You're so naive. Your mind is what got you in this situation. Your impure thoughts. Of a married man no less."

I struggled to get out of the chains that bound my wrists and ankles, " please, Joseph. Please think about what you're doing-"

" I've thought about doing this to you, ever since I first layed I eyes on you." He kissed my neck, "  don't worry, I'll be as gentle as possible."

Joseph ripped of my clothing, and smiled, " lets have some fun."

I didn't know what happened next. All I could feel was pain and pleasure.

The next morning I saw blood and bed sheets?! I was in Joseph's bed?! I screamed.

Joseph rolled over and sushed me, " dont worry darling. It's okay. It's me."

I gave him a huge slap,  and jumped out of the bed. I was still naked, " what the Hell is wrong with you?! You kinky pervert-"

I was sushed once more. Joseph slowly walked over to me, " it wasn't a dream darling."

I ran out of the bedroom, but ended up in the same place. What the fuck?!?!?!?!

" you can't leave, my love. You're trapped in my illusion. I can leave whenever I want though. If you're hungry, you can go to the kitchen downstairs."

I ran down the stairs and opened the door. It was still the cul-de-sac, but it was different, " don't even try it. All of the dads are trapped here. So are you. You can't leave even if you tried." Joseph held onto my waist.

I was trapped in this illusion with Joseph, until I died. I fell into Joseph's arms tears falling down my face. Was this what Mary meant at the bar. She was sorry for me?

" What about Mary?-"

Joseph chuckled, " Mary is dead, my love. You don't have to worry about her or my kids anymore. It's just you and me." Joseph kissed my neck, " you should enjoy it while it lasts."

I walked over into the living room and sat on the sofa. I was trapped there. Mary and the kids. Were dead. The love of my life is insane... And I was trapped with him until I died.

I cried myself to sleep that night. I had to make myself enjoy it.

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Hi guys. I'm not going to go into detail with the sex dungeon thing. Just know that it was kinky and hot. Please comment for more reccomendations.