Smutty One-shots

Immortalfox - Slut

MAJOR TW!! Read the bottom of the desc. For info.

Aleks and Eddie have been together for a while, but they've been slipping.

Aleks can't stand it for much longer and Eddie won't have any of that. He will make sure Aleks stays.

Minor spoilers! Please read at your own risk!

This story contains sexual content not suitable for kids. Trigger warning for rape, abuse, foul language, bondage/bdsm, and abusive relationships.

Don't ask me how bondage is a trigger warning, in just covering all my bases.

And with that I bring to you the book.
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Aleks' P.O.V

Again? How often was this going to occur? He was drunk, and when he was drunk, he was angry.

"Aleks!" Eddie called from the other room, causing me to flinch. maybe he wasn't angry. If I was lucky, he would just be horny, then I wouldn't have to suffer a beating.

I shuffled into the room where he sat on the couch, a beer at hand. When we first met he wasn't a drunk. He was actually kind, caring even. Or so I thought...

It was after we had been dating for a while, a few months actually, when he had first hit me.

Eddie smirked, seeing me. Well he didn't see me, he saw my body. He only thought of me as something for his pleasure.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he motioned for me to come forward. I sat atop his lap, straddling him.

His hands fell onto my ass and I nearly gagged. "Mm. Baby, how much do you wanna please daddy?" He asked me with a slight slur.

I put on my act, doing as he wanted me to. I leaned in seductively, my hands on his chest and shoulder, "So much..." I said in the voice I knew he liked.

Eddie smacked my ass, emitting a squeak from me. He then pulled me up, dragging me into our shared bedroom. I knew what was coming, and wasn't a fan. Still, I acted as if I wanted it, I knew better than to disobey Eddie when he was horny and drunk.

Eddie brought out the leather cuffs. He tied me down, not trusting me after I tried to escape once. It hadn't ended well... let's just say I couldn't walk for a week.

I was gagged, the strap wrapping around my head. I closed my eyes, letting Eddie sloppily prepare me. I could have fought it, but I didn't.

Eddie prepared himself, applying lube to his dick. He didn't do the same for me, just pulling down my pants and boxers to show my asshole.

He slapped my ass multiple times, spanking me until tears streamed down my face. That's when he pushed himself in.

I would have screamed out, but the gag muffled me enough so that I wasn't heard.

A hand knotted itself into my hair, pulling my head back. "Take it, bitch. You're just my horny little slut." Eddie grumbled, moving in and out slowly.

I moaned involuntarily as his dick brushed across my prostate. "You like it when I hit that spot?" Eddie said, pressing his lips across my shoulder.

I didn't respond, not wanting to give him that satisfaction.

A blow to the side of my face greeted me. "Answer me when I ask you something!" Demanded Eddie.

I nodded, not wanting to make him more angry.

"That's a good whore," he muttered on my skin again, "Now, do you want me to fuck you into the mattress?" He growled, moving faster.

I nodded, but that couldn't be farther from the truth. I wanted him out and off of me. I wanted to run and hide, but I couldn't. there was no where for me to run to anyways.

He smirked, pulling himself back up. Eddie pulled my hair again, my head being pulled back with it. I moaned for his pleasure, which he seemed to enjoy.

"You like it when I'm rough, huh?" He thrust into me harder, hitting my prostate. I moaned loudly, my body betraying my thoughts.

Eddie then began to abuse my prostate, slamming into it with each thrust. I could tell he was getting close, his movements becoming more sloppy and poorly timed.

He soon came into me, filling my ass up. I hadn't cum, nor would he let me.

Eddie slipped a cock ring on me, keeping any blood from rushing out of my erect dick. He didn't untie me, not even removing the gag.

"I hope my little slut learned a lesson," Eddie smirked, turning off the lights.