♡ TW. Dead Dove // Read at Your Own Risk ; ♡ WC. 955
The red light blinks.
You can hear it more than you see it—an artificial heartbeat, slow, patient, waiting. There’s a mechanical rhythm to it, something precise and methodical, like the pulse of something alive yet inhuman. It reminds you that you’re being watched. That this moment, this degradation, is not yours alone. It belongs to them.
Your body is wrecked. Destroyed in ways that should make you feel something, anything—but the exhaustion runs deeper than the nerves, bleeding into something you can’t reach. Sensation is distant, like it belongs to another person entirely, someone lying beneath the brutal force of him, someone stretched open and used, someone forced to endure the slow, grinding push of his cock inside their ruined, swollen hole.
But that person isn’t you. Not really.
A rough hand fists your hair, yanking your head up with a sharp tug that jars your neck. Your vision swims—red light, a screen flooded with text, and beyond that, the endless void of a room that isn’t a room. There are walls, you think. There’s a ceiling. There’s a door that hasn’t been touched in… how long? Days? Weeks?
There’s only this. The bed beneath you. The weight above you. The blinking eye in the dark.
Your boss’s voice is clinical when he speaks, devoid of real emotion. Just a cool, detached amusement, like he’s studying the way your body twitches under him, the way your throat convulses when you swallow back a broken whimper. “You’re too loose.” His grip tightens. “They can’t see shit.”
The camera moves closer. The lens stares into you like a scalpel, peeling back layers of you, slicing you open in places you didn’t even know existed. He pulls out just enough to pry you apart, his thumbs digging into the mess of your entrance, stretching you wider. You hear the wet sound of it before you feel the dull throb of overstimulation. The raw ache of being used beyond recognition.
And then—
The messages flood in.
Ruin her more.
She’s fucking done.
Look at that gape. LMAO.
Your vision flickers. Your body sags, your head lolling forward. You’re slipping. You can feel it. The line between awareness and nothingness fraying, unraveling, pulling you under. It would be so easy to just let go, to let your mind shut down, to sink into the blank space behind your eyes—
A sharp slap cracks through the static.
The sting comes a second later, spreading across your cheek in a hot, blooming burn. Your body jerks, an involuntary reaction, but your mind lags behind. Something inside you wants to flinch, wants to shrink away, but you’re too far gone to do more than shudder.
“Tsk.” His voice is soft. Almost gentle. “Wake the fuck up.”
Fingers tangle in your hair again, this time twisting at the roots, dragging your head up until your unfocused gaze locks onto the screen. Your reflection stares back at you—a ruin of a thing, stripped bare, sweat-slicked and trembling, mouth parted in a slack, breathless daze. Your eyes are wide but empty. A doll’s eyes.
He forces two fingers past your lips, pressing down on your tongue, forcing you to taste the salt and sweat of your own destruction. You gag, a wet, broken noise. Your throat convulses, trying to expel him, but he doesn’t let up. He presses deeper, his grip on your hair keeping you locked in place, making you swallow around the intrusion.
The comments spill across the screen in a blur of depravity.
Slut can’t even talk.
Just a dumb fucktoy.
Make her cry more.
He pulls his fingers free with a wet pop, dragging the slick across your cheek, smearing it over skin already damp with sweat and tears. The humiliation should sting more than the slap. It should settle like lead in your stomach, twisting something sharp and ugly inside you. But all you feel is—
Empty.
The camera moves again, angling downward as he lines himself up, pressing back inside in one slow, unrelenting thrust. The stretch burns. The soreness is unbearable. But there’s no escape. He fills you completely, forcing your body to mold around him, to accept him even as every raw nerve screams for relief.
The red light blinks. The world watches.
You are nothing but a body. A frame to be stretched and displayed. A vessel to be filled.
“Look at that.” His voice is warm now, pleased. A sharp contrast to the cruel fingers spreading you open, to the brutal thrust knocking what little air remains from your lungs. “Still taking me.”
The camera captures everything. Every shudder, every clench, every obscene detail of the way your body reacts despite itself. Your muscles seize when he presses a vibrator to your swollen clit, the overstimulation setting off a fresh wave of tremors. You barely react. Barely register it past the aching throb of exhaustion.
His pace doesn’t falter. The camera moves again, angling up to capture your torso, the bruises blooming across your skin, the faint indentations of his fingers still wrapped around your throat. He palms one of your breasts, kneading it roughly, thumb flicking over a tender nipple. A sharp squeeze. A possessive claim.
The comments come faster now. A frenzied hunger. A chorus of demands.
Harder.
Make her scream.
She’s already fucking gone.
He obliges.
The thrusts turn brutal. Unforgiving. Your body jerks with the force of it, limbs too weak to do more than tremble, breath punching from your lungs in ragged, broken gasps. The camera is merciless, capturing every reaction, every twitch, every futile attempt your body makes to withstand him.
And you? You disappear beneath it all.
The red light blinks. The recording doesn’t stop.
And neither does he.
♡ List of Fandoms and Characters.
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Ace Attorney: Barok van Zieks, Miles Edgeworth
Arcane: N/A
Blue Lock: Michael Kaiser, Rin Itoshi, Shidou Ryusei, Yoichi Isagi
Boku no Hero Academia: Dabi, Hawks, Katsuki Bakugo, Villain! Midoriya Izuku
Brutal: Satsujin Kansatsukan no Kokuhaku: N/A
Death Note: Light Yagami
Demon Slayer: Giyu Tomioka, Muzan Kibutsuji, Rui, Yoriichi Tsugikuni
Dishonored Series: Daud
Genshin Impact: Alhaitham, Ayato Kamisato, Cyno, Dainsleif, Diluc, Kaeya, Pantalone, Scaramouche, Rex Lapis
Haikyuu!!: Atsumu Miya, Futakuchi Kenji, Kenjiro Shirabu, Oikawa Tooru, Osamu Miya, Suna Rintarou, Tendō Satori, Tetsurou Kuroo, Wakatoshi Ushijima
Honkai Star Rail: Anaxa, Aventurine, Blade, Boothill, Jiaoqiu, Mr. Reca, Nanook, Sunday
How to Live as an Illegal Healer: Seunghyeon Kang
Hunter x Hunter: Ging Freecss, Hisoka Morow, Illumi Zoldyck, Knov, Leorio Paradinight, Pariston Hill
I’m Not That Kind of Talent: Demon Aru, Duke Illuster Starbe
Jujutsu Kaisen: Kenjaku, Naoya Zen’in, Ryōmen Sukuna, Satoru Gojo, Shiu Kong
Kill The Hero: Park Yong-Wan
Love and Deepspace: Caleb
Mobile Legends: Bang Bang: Aamon, Claude, Gusion, Suyou
MONSTER: Johan Liebert
Naruto Shippuden: Deidara, Hashirama Senju, Hidan, Kakuzu, Madara Uchiha, Zabuza Momochi
One Punch Man: Amai Mask, Child Emperor, Stinger, Suiryu
Reverend Insanity: N/A
TOUCHSTARVED: Vere
Undertale Multiverse (Human AU): Bill! Sans, Dust! Sans, Error! Sans, Fresh! Sans, Ink! Sans, Killer! Sans, Shattered Dream! Sans, Underfell Papyrus, Underfell Sans, Undertale Chara, Undertale Frisk
Wuthering Waves: Aalto, Brant, Scar
Your Throne: Eros Orna Vasilios
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