Bad Name (McCree X Reader)

Chapter 29: Mother

You lay, curled up in your small cage, cheek against the back of your hand. When you hear a small bell, you run on all fours to the other room. Ashe sits at the kitchen table, a bowl of milk at her feet. You glance up at Bob in the corner, holding a camera and filming you and Ashe as usual. You crouch down, butt in the air as you lap up the the thick, salty-sweet milk with your tongue. Bob walks closer to you as you finish your breakfast. You open your mouth stick your tongue out to show the camera that you finished it all. You lick the corner of your mouth where excess milk is dripping.
"Up." Ashe pats her thigh twice. Without hesitation, you hop up and straddle her right leg. You look into her mahogany eyes as she reaches for something on the table. The shiny metal bulb of the fluffy object is placed into Ashe's mouth as she sucks on and twirls her tongue around it, sure to not get lipstick on it. Muffled clinks and clicks come from the piercing in her tongue colliding with the metal. She motions for you to lean forward as she takes the plug out of her mouth with an audible *pop.* You do as she says and stick your butt in the air, your tight tee shirt pressing against her chest. Moving your lacy pink panties to the side, you feel Ashe push the foxtail buttplug into your asshole. You yip in discomfort as it goes in.
You lower yourself back down and look up at Ashe, who helps you take off your shirt, revealing the baby pink heart stickers over each of your nipples. She combs your hair back with her long nails, making you jealous that you have to keep them so short for your own safety. Something familiar tightens around the top of your head as you reach up to feel your fox ear headband that you love so much. You smile up at her with big eyes.
"What do you wanna do today, sweetie?" Ashe asks sweetly as she rests her hand on your waist.
"Hmmmmm..." you put your finger against your cheek, "spend the day with you!"
Ashe chuckles and pats your head. "Aw, good girl. You are just the cutest lil' thing, aren't ya?"
You giggle and blush. "Heehee..."
Ashe bounces her leg up and down, causing you squeeze your arms together to prevent your boobs from bouncing around too much.
"Ya wanna go out for ice cream today?" Ashe smiles at you, knowing you'll say yes.
Your eyes light up as you nod your head up and down. "Mmhm! Mmhm!"
"Now, ya only get treats if ya do good things, okay?"
"What do you want me to do?"
Ashe moves her thigh from side to side and you move your hips to match her motions. You start to whimper as the muscles of her leg hit your good spots. You place both your hands on her thigh and move your hips forward and back in a rhythmic motion.
"Does it feel good, baby?" Ashe croons in your ear.
"Y-yeah...~" you squeak, placing your hand on your cheek to bite on your pinky finger.
The feeling of her toned muscles and the tightness of your Victoria's Secrets make your clit throb. You were already starting to soak through your panties onto Ashe's black pants, but neither of you mind. You begin picking up speed, reaching for your Mistress' hand as your hips gyrate against her. Ashe holds your hand in hers as you go to town on her. You squeeze her hand in reply as your tongue peeks out from between your lips.
"You're so cute with your little pink tongue out like a puppy..." Ashe says to you, pulling her hand away from your grasp.
Needy moans escape your throat, but your mouth is pried open and Ashe's long fingers are on your tongue. You obediently suckle them and moan. She pushes her nails further down your throat and you gag but keep sucking.
"Mmh...~ Mah... hee...~" You try to make out your words with her fingers in your mouth.
"What was that, honey?" She pulls her fingers out of your mouth so you can speak.
Between moans, you make out your words. "Mah... M-Mommy~ Mommy...~"
Ashe looks a bit surprised that you called her Mommy, her face turning bright red.
All of a sudden, you're lifted up and your back is on the swiftly cleared table. Ashe spreads your legs and tears your panties off, sticking three of her fingers deep inside you and pulling them in and out quickly. Your moans turn into shouts of ecstasy as Ashe pins you down with her free hand.
"Yeah... who's your Mommy, huh? Who's your Mommy?" Ashe bites her lip as she fingerblasts you.
By now, you're a moaning, soaking wet mess. Only after a few seconds, you squirt all over Ashe's hand. Weakly, you sit up to see Ashe had been grinding on the corner of the table to get her fill of pleasure as well. She leans over you and plants a kiss on your neck above your electric collar, a tooth hooking onto your skin. She pulls you up to a sitting position where she wraps her arms around you and hugs you.
"You know I love you, right?"
If the tail in your ass was real, it would be wagging nonstop. "I love you too, Mommy."

Hand in hand, you walk with Ashe down the street. You hold her phone and play a mobile puzzle game as you walk. The wind blows your skirt from side to side, sending cold air through your legs. You see the reflection of yourself in the screen, your black surgical mask obscuring your nose and mouth. You both walk up to the familiar booth with the sign "Rita's Twisty-Freeze" dangling over the sidewalk. You glance around, catching people staring at you and your Mommy, doing double-takes at papers attached to lampposts and telephone poles.
After waiting in line, you and Ashe order and pay. You pull down your mask and begin licking the soft serve ice cream cone. Your mobile game closes and Ashe's phone vibrates.
"Mommy, you're getting a call." You hold out the phone to her.
Ice cream in one hand, she takes the phone from you. "Go find a seat, sweetie. I'll sit with you after I take this, okay?" Ashe ruffles your hair as she holds the phone up to her hair.
You walk over to a bench next to a tree and continue to lick your ice cream. You look at the sheet of paper stapled to the tree, concerned at the image of you on it.
"MISSING
{Y/N} {L/N}
36 YEARS OLD
LAST SEEN: ROUTE 66, DEADLOCK GORGE, MISSING FOR FIVE MONTHS
FOR TIPS, CONTACT 911 OR LOCAL POLICE
IF FOUND, CONTACT AUTHORITIES IMMEDIATELY
REWARD: $5,000,000+"
You look over at a woman a few feet away from you, her expression one of deep concern. She takes her phone from out of her pocket and dials a number, holding it up to her ear and speaking while maintaining eye contact. You look over at Ashe, who is visibly upset with someone on the phone. You sit uncomfortably on the bench as your ice cream melts in your hand.
"Sorry, sweetie. Work." Ashe pats your head as she stands over you. You look up at her with glossy eyes.
"How long has it been...?" You ask.
Ashe sits next to you. "What do ya mean?"
"Since... I saw Jesse."
"Oh, baby girl. You don't need him anymore. He never treated you like I do. Besides, he probably watches your videos every day. He doesn't miss you."
"Is he... still alive?"
"Well, as far as I know, yes."
You look at the road ahead of you, seeing a few black vans abruptly parking on the side of the road. Faster than you can realize it...

"POLICE, HANDS UP!!"

Ashe stands up, grabs you by the waist and presses something against your temple. Civilians scream and scatter as the SWAT team closes in, rifles at the ready. Your ice cream is all over your shoes as you stand fearful at the coach gun against your head.

"DROP THE GUN!!"
"WE WILL OPEN FIRE!!"
"DROP THE WEAPON!!"
"YOU'RE MAKING A BIG MISTAKE!!"

You try to move as slowly as possible, lifting your hand under your shirt. Ashe presses the gun harder to your head, not noticing your hand placed on your breast. You find the loose thread in your skin and steadily pull it undone. You push the little bump in your skin and grab what pops out of your wound. You grasp it tightly and, with an exhale, you thrust the smuggled pocket knife into the side of Ashe's throat.
"AGH! FUCK!!" Ashe roars in pain, dropping her gun and grasping her neck. When the gun hits the ground, it fires into the air. You sprint into the arms of an officer.
"Christ, Moonlight..." the officer sighs in a familiar, gruff voice, "what did they do to you...?"
You look up slowly to see a pair of blue eyes behind a riot mask. "J-Jack...?"
"Shh, keep it down. I'll get you home safe." Jack scoops you up in his arms and carries you to one of the black vans.