WRESTLING SMUT COLLECTION

1.Devils Playground Dean x Reader [F]

Devils Playground

Ugh...Where am I? Oh God no... my drink lastnight at the bar. That... that man, he must of slipped something in my drink. Oh no... someone is coming.

"Hello darlin. It's about time you woke up"

"GET AWAY FROM ME"

"Or... what? You gonna hurt me. You see, you're in a basement... in a house in the middle of no where. So nobody can hear your screams. So keep yelling, piss me off, or just shut your pretty little mouth"

"Just let me go... please I won't tell anyone..."

"Why would I let you go? We haven't even had fun yet, well that you can remember atleast. You feeling anything darling..."

"You raped me? You..."

"Well you were a willing subject lastnight, sort of. Ha, you even begged for more afterwards. See" he stated motioning to the TV on the wall that was a sex tape of... me.

"Turn it off... TURN IT OFF... NOW"

"Ah you don't like the sound of yourself feeling... humm what's the word I am looking for...pleasured? You felt so good, that well... I couldn't let you go"

"You sick fuck you drugged me, raped me, recorded it, and now have kidnapped me"

"There's much more to come doll... don't you worry. If you haven't noticed yet... you're kind of shackled to that bed so, allow me to give you some more "pleasure" shall we say" he said moving my way then I felt my legs, and arms pulled.

"STOP THAT FUCKING HURTS"

"Oh trust me I have something else that's going to hurt... you'll beg for me to come back to you soon"

"I highly fucking doubt it you sick fuck"

"Okay..." he says then I feel pressure between my legs. Looking down he had put a dildo attached to a sex machine inside me.

"Oh really scary, what are you going to do watch as this gets me off. Is that your kink? Really basic..."

"Nope. I'm going to cut this on high toss the remote over there, go upstairs, watch some football... I'll come back in a few hours" he smirked resting an arm over my stomach.

"Oh no... no... please don't... fuck me instead. Please? Don't hurt me" I pleaded for him to not leave that machine to prod me on high for hours. I would probably bleed by that point.

"What did you just say"

"FUCK ME. PLEASE."

"Fine, have it your way" he turned removing the dildo from my entrance. "What's your name darling. You said it last night, but I was too drunk to remember"

"Y/N, what's yours though you probably lied lastnight"

"Pretty name, no my name is Dean I didn't lie" he said taking his clothes off tossing them to the side.

He has a nice body... not someone I would look at, and think kidnapper or rapist for sure... hell or think he has to drug someone to sleep with them.